Theatrical Regression Life

Chapter 383

Episode 383

“?…Aaaaa!!”

Lee Jae-heon stood up and roared.

“You fucking dog…!”

As can be seen from Jaeheon Lee’s frantic appearance, scratching his neck and ears as soon as he woke up, his exploration of lucid dreaming was not very pleasant. What I thought would take about 3 days considering the rules of Unhak High School, ended up extending to a week, so even my initial plan was blown away.

He became irritated without even noticing the survivors looking at him with wide-open eyes.

“Fuck you crazy bastard. Ugh… Haa…!”

Jaeheon Lee came to meet the final boss of Eonhak High School.

* * *

Lee Jae-heon guessed that the monster that appeared in the lucid dream would be the final boss, and that speculation was strengthened by the fact that the key ring monster that did not appear in the dream was not the final boss after all. Jaeheon Lee went to Eonhak High School to check if there was a real final boss.

Although it was reckless to think that I would break through Eonhak High School’s damn rules and climb to the 4th floor by myself, I was planning on dying if I had to. However, perhaps because there were no monsters other than the final boss, or because it was just a dream, the rules were somewhat relaxed, but he was able to explore Unhak High School as he pleased without anyone waiting for him outside the area.

But I couldn’t ignore the rules to meet the final boss.

“I guess I’m glad I visited the art room once before…”

In the previous episode, Lee Jae-heon met on the 4th floor with Jeong In-ho, Ha Seong-yoon, and Kim Ki-jeong and headed to the art room. I even got a silver key from the grade room to open the locked art room storage room, but it turned out to be a so-called ‘boom’ and I was caught while I was leaving to leave for school, and I even had to go to art class.

Thanks to this, it wasn’t difficult to figure out the rules for opening the art room warehouse.

“This is just like a game.”

There are a total of two grade rooms on one floor. You can obtain keys by solving puzzles in each grade room, but only one of the keys scattered around is real. Other items turn into plaster dust and scatter as soon as they are put into the keyhole of the art room warehouse.

The process of solving the puzzle itself was bizarre, the keys all looked the same, and there were traps everywhere, so collecting a total of 8 was a struggle. It was only after much labor that Jaeheon Lee was able to confirm that the key he found in the grade room in Building A on the 3rd floor was real.

“….”

And inside the barely opened door.

“…Uh….”

“….”

“…What is this pervert?”

I found a crazy guy buried between various plaster statues and showering them with kisses.

All of the monsters Jaeheon Lee has encountered so far have had bizarre shapes, but that’s right. We overlooked that they are all created from human thoughts. The narcissism of the art teacher who created the monster at Eonhak High School must have been so great that the final boss of Eonhak High School was human. For a moment, I thought it was an unfamiliar survivor.

“….”

However, it could not speak and gave off an atmosphere so monstrous that anyone could tell that it was a monster. In particular, it was impossible not to know that the strangely creaking movement was similar to the plaster monster in Lee Jae-heon’s memories.

The final boss stood up with a clattering sound. As if his body was as hard as a plaster monster, it made a dull noise every time he stepped on the floor.

“…No offense?”

“….”

“What? Is it because it was a dream? Considering that the rules have been relaxed, the final boss’ aggression may not be like something out of a dream…”

Lee Jae-heon, who was analyzing while maintaining his guard, suddenly felt like he knew what it wanted.

“….”

“….”

“Ah… fuck off.”

It was trying to turn Lee Jae-heon into a ‘work of art.’

Immediately after that, a different ordeal from the warehouse key finding game unfolded.

I tried playing tag with the damn final boss and tried to die because I thought this wasn’t right, but I was caught and imprisoned. Thanks to that, I almost turned into a plaster monster with every single stitch of sincerity of a crazy monster, but I barely escaped. Getting caught again. Negotiating. Being rejected. I bounce back after receiving affection that was lost. Hide, get caught, run away.

“… I will just die a little bit.

I would have been able to wake up when I died, but that was difficult because I was caught by ghostly timing.

The weapon had long since been taken away, and the piece of plaster was too blunt to harm oneself enough to result in death. When I tried to break glass or mirrors, I didn’t have the right tools, so they didn’t break into pieces. At the very least, if they wanted to hold their breath and die, they would force them to open their mouths and breathe….

Among the tortures, there was a method of making people unable to sleep and driving them crazy. I know because Jaeheon Lee experienced it too, but not being able to die when you wanted to die was more stressful than sleep torture.

“Oh, I’m so angry, I’m so fucking angry, you fucking bastard, open your stomach, pull out your intestines, make sausages, hang them on the ceiling in Siberia, and eat them in a bucket of shit. If you go back to reality, I won’t let you go and I will kill you. ????? ?? ??… ??? ????…!”

“….”

“If you can’t speak, don’t smile! Is it so satisfying to see a strong man in his 40s tied up and going wild?! I remembered your face huh? “Fuck you, I remembered!!”

Of course, even though it was a human shape, I didn’t know if this face would be the same as in reality. There are narcissists everywhere who love themselves so much that they distort their image in the mirror. There is no guarantee that a monster created with a lot of self-love will look exactly like a real-life art teacher.

However, even though it was so distorted, the final boss’s face was at a fairly even level. Since it was different from the standard of beauty that the art teacher said he loved, I had to see that he was loving my less-than-ideal face. Jaeheon Lee was sure that that face was the same as that of the art teacher.

“…Ha, really fucking haha….”

Lee Jae-heon couldn’t hide his fatigue at the final boss, who even went so far as to apply plaster himself. I don’t know how many times this shit has happened already.

“You fucking understand me. You understand, Sibalom… Why are you ignoring it when you understand it…” “

…”

“I’m even more annoyed because you look so fucking happy. Oh, get out of here. Get out of here. “If you don’t want to negotiate, please get out of here… I’m going crazy. Song In-myeong doesn’t even have a common interest. What the fuck is this… a teacher…” By the

time he repeated that crazy nonsense about 13 more times.

While being chased by the final boss, he checks the swimming pool in his spare time, sets fire to the school, fills it with sprinklers, figures out how it affects the final boss, gets caught, gets released, shows the middle finger to the final boss who seems to enjoy the chase itself, and runs the school crazy. After wandering around like crazy.

Jaeheon Lee could have died.

“…cough cluck. Ugh…”

I was dragged underwater and my breathing was suffocated by the monster.

“….”

“….”

I barely managed to die.

‘…I’m so angry that I’m on the verge of death.’

I learned that the final boss also has survival instincts.

That was truly amazing.

* * *

So, it was not at all strange that Jaeheon Lee let out a shout of anger as soon as he woke up.

“I heard you had a bad dream.”

“So what kind of dream was that, mister?”

“No, really…”

This means that Lee Jae-heon wasn’t really struggling because he was weighed down by some kind of trauma.

‘Are you saying I’m angry? He said he was angry. ‘You chicks, I said I didn’t scream because

I was scared…’ However, in his opinion, it seemed more likely that he screamed because he was weighed down by the trauma he had revealed to Hong Gyeong-jun right before he fell asleep, rather than being irritated and frustrated.

At least from Jaeheon Lee’s perspective.

“….”

Fuck, I don’t know either.

After finishing his judgment, Jaeheon Lee kissed his lips.

“…Just….”

‘Lee Jae-heon’ scratched his neck.

Anyone with an eye for insight will be able to recall that this is a habit that ‘Lee Jae-heon’ displayed whenever he reached his limit. However, I didn’t want his condition to look bad enough to exclude him from the Eonhak High School expedition, so I quickly withdrew my hand. It was to show that Lee Jae-heon’s judgment is still intact.

Ha fuck. yes. This damn probability.

“….”

“….”

Baby, this is how I live….

“…It’s true that it wasn’t a very good dream.”

“…Is it difficult to go into detail?”

“I had a dream about being caught by some crazy guy and being harassed the whole time.”

Surprisingly, it was true. The final boss was extremely greedy for Lee Jae-heon, to the point where he was very angry, and thanks to that, the lucid dream tour that was originally expected to last three days was extended to a week. He never lied.

Of course, Hong Gyeong-jun and some others may be imagining the past of ‘Lee Jae-heon’.

“Anyway, can I get some rest? Why are they all flocking here….”

“I’m just saying that because I’m worried.”

“It’s really okay. “If I go to sleep now, I think I’ll be able to sleep well without dreaming.”

“I can’t tell you not to sleep on this.”

“I’m the type of person who makes sure to get enough sleep even during the exam period…”

“Okay, get some rest. “I see that he has the energy to play around, so his condition isn’t too bad.”

“Thank you so much for knowing.”

Jung In-ho, who had a vague idea of what kind of dreams Lee Jae-heon was dreaming when he slept for this long, gave him a subtle look, but he just ignored it. Not being able to sleep properly for a week and being chased by a monster was tiring for Lee Jae-heon. This means that wanting to rest is not a lie.

Ha Seong-yoon took a deep breath and continued.

“Please understand that we were very worried.”

“I understand that, but…”

“You had a few seizures in the middle. “It’s worth worrying about.”

“….”

“…and he looks like he didn’t know.”

“How do I know that when I’m sleeping?”

“I want to start by asking you if you really slept, sir. “Is this the face of someone who slept?”

“I had trouble sleeping because I was dreaming. “I don’t feel like sleeping.”

“It looks like that, it looks like that…”

Lee Jae-heon averted his gaze at Ha Seong-yoon’s lamentable muttering.

“…I really didn’t know.”

I knew that the sleeping body outside the dream was somewhat linked to the actions inside the lucid dream, but at the time, I was not conscious of the need to be careful as I was running away from the final boss. I was in a situation where I couldn’t die at will, so I guess there was room to consider that.

“You shed blood a few times.”

“ah?”

Was that even reflected?

‘I was really just a little injured, so I thought I’d be okay…?’

Jaeheon Lee groped his neck with his hand without realizing it. I felt a tingling sensation in my throat and a lumpy crust, probably because I was screaming that I was going to die in my lucid dream. I thought that even Ha Seong-yoon must have been shocked, as he scratched his neck and even spit out a little blood.

No, but it was really just a slight internal injury. There was some blood, but it was only for a moment. If even such trivial details are reflected, it is difficult to treat lucid dreaming as a convenient tool.

“…That…”

Under the stinging gaze of the survivors, ‘Lee Jae-heon’ lowered his head as if he, too, was embarrassed.

“sorry. It really couldn’t be that bad…” “

…If you needed a break, why didn’t you just tell me? “We weren’t dragging the teacher and throwing him in front of the monster, and it wasn’t an emergency situation where anyone was on the verge of death.”

“…sorry.”

“From next time, if you are not feeling well, please rest. “There’s no need to tell us that.”

After finishing speaking, Ha Seong-yoon stood up and led the survivors out of the room.

“I’ll just go out now. I look sleepy even though I’ve been sleeping for a week. Can I bring dinner later? “I don’t know if you’ll be able to eat since you haven’t eaten in a while… but you must be hungry.”

“…Then I would appreciate it.”

“Thank you for waking me up.”

Ha Seong-yoon, who smiled softly, left the room, leaving Jae-heon Lee alone.

“….”

Considering the views shared by the survivors just now, I think a pretty decent novel will come out.

I am not sure if this is a level that the survivors can digest.

(Continued in the next part)