Chapter 223 The Boy (2)

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Once again, the memory ended just like that.

“Ha… ha….”

I felt something hot bubbling up inside me.

Barely suppressing the urge to spew out some kind of curse, I managed to spit out a very short sentiment.

“That crazy bastard, Dan Haru….”

What?

The happiest day?

Gladly embracing death?

“What the hell are you talking about? You sound like someone choking on ghost beans and dying twice over.”

I felt like I needed to go back to reality right now and pinch those chubby cheeks so hard that it would hurt.

Looking directly into those eyes that had been unusually sparkling since the moment I first saw them.

I wanted to yell at him, saying, “You fool, don’t you know that idols are idols even when buried in a grave?”

Did you sign that seven-year contract without realizing it was practically a 70-year contract? I wanted to get angry and confront him.

Grab him by the collar and ask him how it feels to have become an idol after turning back time several times, just to live in that beautiful and radiant moment. And then, and then….

“…You crazy bastard.”

…After that, I thought I should give that small, ever-smiling kid a tight hug.

—I’m really looking forward to tomorrow these days. That makes me so happy!

—My grandmother told me, if you just live through today, there will eventually be a moment when you look forward to tomorrow.

What kind of tomorrow were you hoping for?

Was it happiness?

Or was it death?

What was so cold and lonely in your world that you had to throw yourself into that light that would burn you to death?

The warmth you sought was only as lukewarm as a cheap vending machine drink, yet still….

[As I said before, your timeline and Dan Haru’s are separating. From now on, there will probably be more regressions you don’t feel than ones you do.]

[The more Dan Haru repeats his regressions, and the more abandoned timelines pile up, the stronger the influence of the Returning One becomes, and the more isolated Dan Haru’s timeline will be.]

[So, if you want to prevent that, the task is simple.]

As ‘The Existence’ trailed off, the lavender-colored sky quickly darkened, enveloping everything in pitch-black.

It was so dark that the sky looked like a black sheet of paper, and suddenly, fireworks exploded out of nowhere.
With a whizz and a bang, colorful fireworks formed some letters in the jet-black night sky.

<☆SUPER STAR☆! ☆~(ゝ。∂)>

“…?”

What’s with the sudden superstar vibe…?

As I watched the fireworks fade, unable to hide my bewilderment, ‘The Existence’ spoke.

[From now on, you have only one goal.]

[It’s to become a superstar.]

“Are you a damn cult leader?”

The fury that had been boiling over just moments ago cooled down, sinking deep within me.

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