Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 5)

Chapter 873: The End of the Scenario (6)

"Don't be mean! You bastard!"

'This is right. This is the correct answer.'

"Don't be ridiculous! Son of a bitch! What's right?! What the hell is right...? Shit... what... what's the right answer...?"

He was still smiling. His figure became clearer and yet more blurred.

'What the hell is that? What the hell are you?'

Seeing him smiling as if he were satisfied made me angry.

I bit my lip to grab hold of my mind, but his appearance did not change. He was still looking at me.

Was this what you wanted?

"Did you touch my memory to see this?"

It felt like I was not breathing properly, but my mind was clear.

I felt like I was going to pass out at any moment, but the light that continued to surround me grabbed my fading mind.

I forcefully clenched my fist. I took a deep breath to somehow send air to my brain.

I thought I needed to keep breathing over and over again.

"Haaa... whoo..."

Was it my fault?

"Whoo... haa... haa..."

Where did it go wrong? From where... what the hell happened?

"Haa... Whoo... Whoo..."

It'd be fine soon. It'd... It'd be fine soon.

As usual, nothing would happen. It was no big deal. This hadn't gotten out of my hands yet.

I could turn everything back. As always, it'd be the same this time. I still had many cards.

If not, I could go to the next round. It would be a bit bothersome, but yes. I had the option of starting all over again. I had insurance. So, I shouldn't be nervous.

"Sigh..."

I wasn't sure if I had been able to think as usual, but I had to force myself to think about it. I had to keep thinking about why it had happened and if there was a way to reverse the current situation.

I had to think about which piece of the puzzle was wrong. Because I knew turning it over didn't help.

I had to get rid of unnecessary emotions and make rational decisions. So I had no choice but to continue comforting myself.

It only took a very little time for me to feel a bit better.

"Whew..."

Was I in that bastard's hand?

The hypothesis that part of Lee Kiyoung from the first round might be inside me had been established for quite a long time.

I couldn't be sure, but there were several omens.

I did think about the possibility that it was a bluff, I didn't ignore the possibility that it was just my illusion, but I couldn't erase the thought that it had been Lee Kiyoung since the first round.

It was simple.

Assuming that first-round Lee Kiyoung's purpose had been to avenge Kim Hyunsung, everything felt like a perfect play.

For sure, there was no more perfect revenge than that. Because, even in my opinion, it was the completion of the most brutal revenge.

He held Kim Hyunsung in his hand, shook it, and made him sacrifice himself at the last moment.