I Don't Want This Reincarnation [1]

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WARNING: This chapter and upwards may make you discomfort or trigger something. Just keep in mind that this is just fiction. ^^

Han Yi-gyeol's daily life was very monotonous.

He went out early in the morning to work and returned late at night. He had no days off. When he had spare time, he took Han Yi-yeon to the hospital.

The reason why Han Yi-yeon was sick was different each time. Sometimes she only came to take medicine and sometimes she had to be hospitalized for several days. Her immune system was so weak and blood circulation wasn't good, so a mild cold turned into flu that caused a high fever or the whole body was swollen.

I thought as I watched Han Yi-gyeol bring medicine to Han Yi-yeon, who barely ate porridge.

Is it really good for Han Yi-yeon's health to lock her up at home just because her body is weak? I didn't know if it was midwinter or midsummer, but it was a sunny spring outside now. If she just walked around lightly, her condition would be better than it was now.

'By the way, I don't know how old she is. Is she not going to school? Being locked up in the house all day...'

Every time he went to the hospital, the doctor told Han Yi-gyeol to help the patient do light exercise, so he must have known, but he never let Han Yi-yeon go outside.

"Are you okay?"

"Uung..."

Han Yi-yeon, who struggled to swallow the pills, nodded her head at the question. Her pale, tired face and withered wrists caught my eyes. Han Yi-gyeol, who saw the same thing as me, had a sad face.

「My poor little sister.」

Han Yi-gyeol's inner voice was heard.

「I have to work harder.」

Rather than feeling pity for his actions, unpleasant emotions soared.

'No way...'

A negative guess came to my mind. I wanted to believe it wasn't, but Han Yi-gyeol's actions were like...

"......"

I hesitated for a moment, then shook my head. It was too early to judge. Let's keep watching for now. What really mattered were the things that would happen in the future.

Time went on and on. Han Yi-gyeol reduced his sleep and increased his work by one more, and Han Yi-yeon stayed at home alone and dried up. Han Yi-gyeol never let Han Yi-yeon out.

Did Han Yi-yeon realize that too late... or maybe she couldn't stand it any longer, in the end, the two fought a lot. Han Yi-yeon begged that she wanted to go out because it was okay even for a moment and Han-Yi-gyeol firmly blocked it.

From that day on, no matter how difficult it was, the smiles and friendly conversations while looking at each other disappeared. Han Yi-gyeol put a thick padlock on the door to keep Han Yi-yeon from leaving.

Seeing all of that, I was nauseous with a feeling like throwing up.

Han Yi-gyeol's obsession with his younger sister wasn't love. It could never be called love. Han Yi-gyeol only used Han Yi-yeon as a means to continue his hard life.

Whether I was disgusted by it or not, their time kept going on. When Han Yi-gyeol turned 24, Han Yi-yeon's health was so bad that she couldn't get up from lying down. She slept for more than 15 hours during the day.

Indeed. Being confined in this narrow basement studio, what else could she do other than sleep? There was nothing strange about having mental problems.

Han Yi-gyeol left her sleeping and went out early in the morning. With a lock on the door, Han Yi-gyeol hurried through a steep alleyway. As I quietly followed him, I heard a pretty familiar voice.