When I thought of the image that I could see even with my eyes closed, my legs moved on their own. As I walked up the jagged cement stairs and passed the narrow alley, my body grew fatigued, but my steps grew faster. As I sped up, my breath grew short due to my rising anticipation.
I can see it.
I could see an old blue gate with slightly chipped paint. If you went inside the alley next to itâŚ
âOhâŚâ
I stood, stunned. It was definitely the place, but the green roofed house I was looking for was absent.
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âAs expected.â
I couldnât overcome my disappointment by acknowledging that fact. It was hard to call Ki Yoon Jaeâs mansion my home, it was a place where I always had to be on guard. The house I used to live in before I possessed this body was small and old, but at least I could relax.
When I returned home late in the evening after finishing my part-time job, I drank a can of beer from a shop I had to pass by on the journey home, watched TV, played on my mobile phone, and fell asleepâŚ
The next day would be another tiring day, but I was able to relax here.
Disappointment enveloped my whole body. I stumbled, feeling dead on my feet as I leaned against the wall. My body slid down and I just sat, leaning back. I couldnât bring myself to care about the loss of my expensive clothes that would get dust on them this way.
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âHaaâŚâ
I had nowhere that would put my mind at ease. It was so ironic. When I had nothing, I had a place to feel at ease, but now, when I had everything, I had nothing.
People, places, things, nothing.
I hugged my knees and buried my face into them. I wanted to dissolve into the floor and disappear.
âHeh! Heh! Heh!â
Suddenly, I heard a harsh breathing sound, and something warm touched my hand. When I looked up in surprise, there was a furball in front of me.
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âW-whatâs this?â
The sound of rough breathing was coming from a furball. When I looked closely, it wasnât just a furballâŚ
âIsnât this a dogâŚ?â
âHeh! Heh!â
Only after looking at it closely could I tell it was a dog. Its silhouette was entirely obscured by long fur.
The part that looked like its head was also covered in fur, so it was difficult to come to that conclusion without seeing its tongue sticking out.
Even the legs were covered by long fur and the tail was not even a fingerâs breadth, making it difficult to distinguish between its front and back.
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âYou look really weird.â
âWoof!â
The dog barked angrily at what I said and I smirked. I reached out and stroked its fur in apology. From a gentle sweep of its fur without finding a single tangle, it seemed to be a local dog that had strayed from its ownerâs side.
âCookie a~.â
âWoof!â
The dog barked when someoneâs voice was heard beyond the wall. Its short tail began to shake more frantically than before.
âCookie, why are you outside⌠Who is it?â
âUhâŚâ
A boy around my age appeared from beyond the wall. In one hand, he held a dog food bowl. Being suddenly caught sitting in front of a stranger, my face turned red with embarrassment. Because of that, I twisted my ankle while attempting to urgently stand up.
âOh!â
I stumbled, failing to keep my balance and falling backwards. When I closed my eyes reflexively to prepare for the impact, I heard the sound of pouring before someone grabbed my body mid-fall.
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âWoof! ArrrrâŚ!â
âAhâŚâ
âAre you all right?â
When I opened my eyes slightly, the boy was now holding me. The dog bowl in his hand had turned upside down, and the food it held was scattered on the ground, so it seemed that the source of the pouring sound originated from there.
The dog called Cookie was barking, jumping up and down as if angry that his food had spilled out.
Wait a minuteâŚ
It was strangely familiar. Of course, it wasnât like we knew each other before I possessed this body.
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It remained faint in my memory. This boy and the dog named Cookie, where had I seen themâŚ
ââŚUgh!â
I was startled by a sudden recollection.
âThe third-rate novel!â
âThe third-rate novel?â
He was the main character of this crazy third-rate novel! I thought Iâd seen him somewhere, and he was exactly what was on the cover!
Heâs not exactly the same since heâs still young, butâŚ
The dog, Cookie, was exactly the same. That furball that you canât even distinguish the front and back of! No, it wasnât even a dog! Itâs actuallyâŚ
Youâre pretending to be something else, but in reality youâre a divine beast.
It was the divine beast that Ki Yoon Jae tried to take away from the main character. Wait! The main character lives where I used to live? What a coincidence!
I donât know who made the editorial decision, but it was really amazing to the extent that I couldnât breathe properly through my nose. No, but could we meet like this? Ki Yoon Jae and the main character meet after the main character awakens his ability.
âAh, my headâŚâ
âOh, are you okay?â
When I touched my throbbing forehead, the main character hugged my body tighter in surprise. Even though he was a middle school student, it felt awkward to be hugged by a fellow man. I pushed against my opponentâs chest with both hands to tell him to let me go, but the main character did not let go.
âUm, can you let me go?â
âAre you all right?â
What does he mean by âare you all rightââŚ? I reluctantly nodded to the main character who kept asking me if I was okay, and he finally moved his arms that wrapped around my waist.
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Why did⌠we meet here? Chalking it up to fate was too much, and if it was someoneâs idea of a prank, the quality was poor. I couldnât believe the villain and the protagonist who will risk their lives against each other in the future meet even before the beginning of the original story. I was disconcerted.
Letâs avoid him.
We met so suddenly that I couldnât decide how to treat him. So, as soon as the main character let me go, I turned and walked away.
âUh, heyâŚâ
The main character began speaking behind me, but I pretended not to hear him. As I walked, footsteps that did not belong to me followed behind.
I glanced back and saw the main character following me! Him, along with the divine beast pretending to be Cookie!
HiikâŚ!
Why are you following me? What should I do if the person Iâm trying to avoid follows me? Feeling impatient, I walked faster. But the more I did, the faster the main character became.
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Donât be like thisâŚ
Tears welled up in my eyes. The fast-paced steps almost reached a critical level, and out of nowhere, the main character and I had begun competitively racing through the shanty town in the middle of a cold winter.
âGaspâŚ! GaspâŚ!â
Fucking stamina. I didnât know if it was because Iâd been attached to the mansion recently or whether Ki Yoon Jaeâs physical strength itself was poor, but I was out of breath.
When it became difficult to walk any longer and the pace gradually slowed down, we reached a place where we could clearly view the scenery.
âGasp! Why, whew⌠Why are you chasing me?â
I asked the main character who had been chasing me while panting. Unlike me, the main character didnât look tired at all.
Damn it⌠I need to exerciseâŚ
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âI thought you wouldnât know the way around here⌠since⌠the road is a bit rough and dangerous.â
Whilst I made the resolve to start exercising when I returned to my mansion, the main character blushed and told me this, scratching the back of his head.
If it was Ki Yoon Jae, he wouldnât know the way here, but I knew this place like it was the back of my hand. In conclusion, the main character knew where the rough and dangerous parts of the road were. However, the main characterâs concern was useless.
Why is he so kind?
Is it thanks to his kindness that he became the main character? He had been helping me since the start, even though I didnât even say hello and just left. I couldnât help but feel anxious.
It was time for me to consider how to treat him.
âUm, whatâs your name? Iâm Jang Eui Yeol. The Eui is for justice (ě), not teeth (ě´).â
âI know.â
âHuh? How do you know?â
Oops, that was a mistake. I was lost in other thoughts, and said that without realising it.
Jang Eui Yeol was left flustered because he didnât know how to beat around the bush. He was curious about the answer, but didnât ask anymore out of worry that I would be put in an awkward situation.
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Damn it⌠heâs such a nice guy. In the original novel, he was so considerate and generous in the beginning, so I often criticised him for being a pushover.
It feels different when that consideration is directed to meâŚ
I stared at him, and Jang Eui Yeolâs face became red. I was ambivalent when he asked my name again in a quiet voice.
Was it okay to let him know? I thought about it for a while, but I judged that knowing his name would not have a big impact on the original novelâs framework.
âIâŚâ
âHey, Ki Yoon Jae, you fucking bastard!â
It was when I opened my mouth that someone further down the road shouted. As I turned my head after being interrupted, Jang Eui Yeol also looked in the direction Iâd turned.
Jung Yi Joon was there, huffing as he dashed upwards.