âThis place. What a familiar sight.â His indifferent voice resonated across the void.
Rather than the fact that he was kidnapped, Chaliovan was more intrigued by the area he was in after the kidnap.
A heavy voice echoed.
âChaliovan.â
His vacant gaze regained its focus but he did not reply.
Thus, the Regressor called him again.
âChaliovan.â
And only then did he reply.
ââŚSpeak, Prophet.â
âDo not act up.â
With a calm expression, he looked at Yu Jitae.
âWhat do you mean.â
âJust do what youâre told and stop being greedy like a fool.â
âIn what sense was I being greedy.â
âChaliovan. What do you think is the reason Iâm leaving you alive despite having this much power?â
ââŚâ
âI needed a dog that could lead the sheep. You were a decent sheepdog so I let you live and yet now you dare treat me like a sheep. How impudent is that?â
ââŚâ
âChaliovan Greenrain. Do you still think Iâm a prophet? Or an ignorant pathfinder of the Association? Or do you think Iâm a saviour whoâs doing all this stuff to save humanity?â
Chaliovan calmly took his words in. Perhaps because he had been thinking of Yu Jitae as a sharp claw, he might have assumed that there was a handle attached to it.
âAnswer me. What do I look like to you.â
ââŚâ
A crack appeared in his expression. To Chaliovan, he⌠looked like a murderer.
Yu Jitae gave a faint smile â a faint smile was drawn on the lips of the murderer.
âThe first time I killed you it was hard, and there was a sense of achievement killing you the second time.â
The pupils on Chaliovanâs gray irises contracted.
âHow would the third time be?â
What did this mean?
Hurriedly rolling his eyes, Chaliovan looked at his body. By the time he realised it, âwhite handsâ born of the abyss behind outer space were grabbing onto his body.
âSo it was the Abyss huh⌠Unbelievable. How could you possibly have the [Scaffold of the Highest Heavens]âŚâ
Chaliovan murmured to himself before shutting his lips. His eyes widened as he finally realised something.
ââŚAre you, one who has gone against the flow of time?â
Yu Jitae did not reply. As time passed, Chaliovanâs eyes increasingly widened. Reflecting on various elements, he seemed to be putting pieces together but seemingly realised that it was all meaningless in the end.
There was no such thing as prophets among humans. Chaliovan was aware of that fact.
âItâs a warning. Until the end of the night, live as a dog. Dogs listen to their owner. They donât roll their eyes and they donât dare act up. Lead the sheep properly. If you do anything funny, I will break your legs and will sew your lips if you bark.â
At last Chaliovanâs expression cracked.
âGo where I tell you to go.
âStop if I tell you to stop.
âBark when I tell you to and crawl when I tell you to crawl.
âUnless you want to see everything youâve built by shedding your blood, sweat and at the cost of your conviction; unless you want to see them burn to ashes, do as I tell you to.â
Each and every word of the Regressor was like a leash pressing down on his neck.
âDo you get it?â
His quivering gaze headed above the Abyss â at the place slightly above the shallows. Gazing at that place, Chaliovan finally realised what type of existence Yu Jitae was.
A deep sense of powerlessness was mixed into his response.
ââŚI shall be prudent.â
Time flew.
It was already time for the dazzling sunlight to start feeling warm. The sky was high while the wind felt slightly cold.
He was on the way back from Michael Willbald Freemanâs 9-day ritual and as always, Bom was with him sitting in the passengerâs seat. They were in a car, heading towards the warp station.
They had already changed back into casual clothes.
It would be natural to wear autumn clothes in a weather like this, so Yu Jitae was wearing the high neck sweatshirt that Kaeul had chosen for him last year. It stuck tight onto his body and because of that, all the rigid lines of his body that had 7% body fat including his wide shoulders, thick chest muscles and powerful wrists were revealed in full.
And Bom was furtively stealing glances at that body of his. From time to time, her gaze travelled up and looked at his face and his eyes. Yu Jitae was focused on driving so she felt relieved enough to lower her gaze again.
She was back to wearing a white t-shirt and short pants as she tended to wear plain clothes compared to other kids.
The reason he started using cars more often recently was because he realised that watching the world change outside together with the kids had some kind of value to it.
Therefore, it took them quite some time to go back.
It was time for just the two of them.
âWhy.â
âYes?â
âWhy are you looking at me.â
âAhâŚâ
She turned her head back to the front with several empty coughs.
âMhmm⌠by the way, oppa.â
âYeah.â
âI have a question.â
âWhat is it.â
Thinking back on the 9-day ritual, she opened her mouth.
âIf there are encounters, there will inevitably be farewells as well right.â
âIs that how it is.â
âThatâs just how everyone lives, yes?â
âYeah I guess.â
âAnd one day, we will also have to say goodbye to oppa.â
ââŚâ
He didnât reply.
Bom was right. They will definitely part ways one day.
Yu Jitae was aware of that.
When his mind was shaken at the Vintage Clockâs Workshop and when he regained his state of mind thanks to Gyeoul after coming back, he decided to change his attitude when facing the 7th iteration.
Reason being her exact words.
With a destined farewell at the end, what should humans living their daily life do in this cycle of inevitable encounter and farewell?
He pondered and came to a small conclusion.
That he would try his best in every moment.
In the end, there will surely be some form of regret left behind but letâs try to not have that regret be as a result of his irresponsibility. Thinking that, he wanted to give only good things to the kids. Without thinking about the complex things that might come in the future, and without calculating everything, to sincerely give them what they desire.
But that thought chain of his came across as something slightly dangerous for one person. It was none other than Bom.
He had to give her what she wanted but he still didnât really know what she wanted. She seemingly wanted his attention, and seemingly wanted him. Maybe she was after his affection as well but even then, Bom kept a line without crossing it.
There was a difference between her pranks and her honest intention, and there was also a difference with how she acted in and out of the house.
She nonchalantly crossed the line during her pranks and yet did not cross them for real. She, who tended to pull multiple pranks outside, drew a clear line when they were inside the house.
Why?
Her actions didnât make sense to Yu Jitae. Continuing his line of thought, he was focusing on driving when Bom suddenly turned bigger in the corner of his eyes. Glancing to the side, he realised that Bom was a lot closer to him now.
âWhat are you doing.â
âJust focus on driving oppa.â
ââŚâ
He really should. Bom looked pretty today as well and he wouldnât be able to focus on driving if he were to look at her. Yu Jitae was therefore trying to focus solely on driving but that was when her fingers touched his cheeks.
âOi.â
âYes.â
âWhat are you doing.â
ââŚâ
âSit properly. And wear your seatbelt.â
âItâs alright. Iâm not a child. And not a human either.â
Bom said that with a quiet giggle.
Yu Jitae was slightly at a loss â her giggling voice was too clear in his ears.
But that was just the beginning.
Bom abruptly touched his cheeks, and grabbed his earlobes. She then pulled it slightly with her extremely meagre strength.
âOi. What is wrong with you.â
He was even more troubled.
He had feelings for her â after admitting that fact, his head tended to turn blank whenever Bom was teasing him like this. The problem however was that he was in the middle of driving.
âBom. Stop. What if I accidentally drive into someone.â
âItâs alright, you wonât.â
Right. Something like that wouldnât happen as long as he was able to focus but even if he was about to drive into someone, Bom would be able to stop an accident. Without crossing the line too much, she was teasing Yu Jitae.
âStop.â
âNnnn.â
âWhat is that ânnnnâ.â
She was stubborn so he had to try persuading her.
âYu Bom.â
But what came back in response were her fingers. When he twitched from the uncontrollable urge to do so, she once again started giggling.
Soon, the car drove past the toll gate into the highway as Bom carefully started moving even closer towards him.
Leaning her body more forward, she touched his neck. Her fingers seemingly had a destination. Going past the neck, they touched his chin and before long, her index finger climbed up even more and reached his lips.
When he turned his head to the side from the sense of perplexity, her arm no longer reached his lips. However, she leaned even more forward and touched his nose.
Nose was better off than the lips as it didnât make him think of anything in particular so he stayed still. But that was when Bom suddenly put her index finger into his nose.
What kind of thing is this now? He thought.
After scraping across the shallow parts of his nose, she brought that same finger towards Yu Jitaeâs lips.
âEy ey. Thatâs dirty.â
Despite there being nothing dirty, Yu Jitae shook his head while Bom held her stomach and quietly kicked the ground. She was holding her laughter in as desperately as possible.
It was about time to stop after doing this much but as if she had finally found her lifelong toy, Bom didnât know when to stop. And because she liked playing like this so much, he couldnât force her to stop despite it being painful.
After a while, she dropped her hands but this time, she brought her lips to his ears. What is she planning to do now that she was so quiet?
His head was already blank while his hands couldnât let go of the handle. He couldnât turn towards her either.
Chu chuâŚ
That was when he heard strange noises.
Chu chu, chupp, juppâŚ
Chu, chupp, juuppâŚ
What was this about.
Soon, Yu Jitae realised what Bom was doing.
With her lips next to his ears, from the small gap inside her mouth, she was making noises by moving her tongue and lips. After realising that fact, he almost lost his sanity for a second.
âOi Bom. What in theâŚâ
Hearing his voice that was louder than usual, Bom started laughing out loud again. âKyaa! Ahahahahh!â
But her body suddenly tilted forward in the process and because of her laughter, she couldnât control her tilted body. In an attempt to support her body, her hand landed on Yu Jitaeâs stomach. When her palm touched the clear lines of his abs, she hurriedly pulled her body back with a flinch.
The weight behind her hand that touched his body for a split second made him dizzy.
She seemed agitated. Hurriedly breathing out at a visibly faster rate, she fidgeted with her hands and stayed meekly on her seat without saying a single word for a long time.
He now knew it.
This was the line between her pranks and her honest actions.
It was fine when she was the one teasing, because it was a prank.
But when a situation outside her expectations rose up and it no longer became a prank, she tended to break and turn quiet.
He was at a loss. If Bom was calm about it, he wouldnât have felt anything but seeing her embarrassment also made him slightly embarrassed.
âUmm⌠you knowâŚâ
âHuh? Yeah.â
âItâs very, umm⌠bumpy.â
âWell, yeah.â
âCan I touch it?â
âWhat?â
âAh, is that weird⌠I didnât mean it in a weird wayâŚâ
ââŚâ
When his emotions that had been dead for way too long were revived, it sat in his heart with a childish shape. It was the same when he was harassing buck-teeth at the underground fortress recently. It was an action based on a very childish desire for revenge.
It was the same thing now. It had been a very long time since he had lost all interest in women. And yet when that was revived in the shape of a romantic feeling, it reminded Yu Jitae of what Kaeul had told him some time in the past.
â Ahjussi is a little kidâŚ!
Dumbfoundingly enough,
She wasnât wrong.
ââŚDo you want to touch it?â
âUmm⌠yesâŚâ
âThen, touch it.â
While still driving on, he suggested.
Bom stole a glance at his face before carefully laying her hand on his stomach. Yu Jitae decided to turn off the senses of his stomach for a bit since that should erase the problem.
âŚ
But he shouldnât have relaxed himself too much. Despite turning his senses off, he could still feel Bomâs hands touching from above the clothes.
âItâs very⌠umm⌠hard.â
âWell yeah. It is a muscle.â
âMine is, umm⌠soft thoughâŚâ
âBecause you donât work out.â
Despite saying stuff, he didnât know what half of his words meant himself.
ââŚâ
When Bomâs hand finally disappeared after some time, Yu Jitae finally felt relieved. With a relieved mind, he looked to the side.
That was when he suddenly caught sight of Bom raising her t-shirt all the way up to her underwear, fumbling her stomach with her hands.
It was as if time suddenly stopped.
Her white stomach and her belly button.
The thin lines of her waist.
The faint rim of her abs and a portion of her white underwear.
It all entered his sight in the blink of an eye.
ââŚ?â
Bom, who had been fumbling her stomach till then raised her head, and the two of them looked at each other.
At a loss, Yu Jitae fixated his gaze on her face while Bom, who was at an even bigger loss than him, slowly lowered her clothes.
She soon covered her stomach.
ââŚâ
There was an anxious look on her face.
He quietly turned his head back towards the road.
He had seen a lot of stomachs of women including the dragons. Because of her tendency to be in a hurry, Kaeulâs clothes rolled up quite easily while Yeorum always wore training tops but Yu Jitae didnât feel anything looking at those.
But it just happened to be Bomâs stomach.
âWhy would you look here when youâre drivingâŚâ said Bom after a moment of embarrassment. Her cautious voice had a hint of moisture to it.