〈 Episode 1053 〉 1053. Spirit’s Position
[Reverted back 30 days.]
I woke up on my familiar bed.
Unlike myself, I abruptly sat up. It was my room. Sunlight penetrated through the curtains, brightening the room. Out of habit, I reached beside the bed for my smartphone and checked the date.
It was 1:22 PM, Sunday, May 30th, 2021.
Judging by the date alone, I had successfully reverted back 30 days.
“May 30th, Sunday… What was I doing around this time?”
The fact that I couldn’t remember well probably meant nothing special happened then.
“Back then, I was deep into the [White Circle] game world.”
If you add the memories from the game worlds, it wasn’t just 30 days but a far longer span of memories in reality.
I tried concentrating to recall what significant events might have occurred today; after all, there could be something that would influence the future.
“No matter how hard I try, nothing comes to mind. Thirty days. Even though it’s Sunday, for a Hunter like me, especially one living freelance-style, public holidays don’t really mean much.”
My fingers kept moving as I checked the Entertainment Life App.
[Sung Yoojin
Level: 79
Strength: 100 Stamina: 100 Agility: 100 Intelligence: 92 Concentration: 100 Mana: 100]
[Available Skill Points: 110]
My stats were exactly the same as before the regression.
“The last time I returned from the [White Circle] game world and upgraded my stats was June 10th before the regression.”
I confirmed other game worlds including [White Circle], and they remained unchanged from before the regression.
“The regression truly didn’t affect the Entertainment Life App as explained. Lucky break.”
Even after using the Regression Ticket, bad situations could have arisen. Especially since redoing everything would’ve been an enormous hassle—too troublesome.
“The data on my phone… it’s intact.”
The photos and videos taken as evidence to move the Association were still saved on my smartphone.
“I thought the data on my phone, except for the Entertainment Life App, would revert too, so I backed it up in the inventory. Guess that was unnecessary.”
Thinking about it, the Entertainment Life App affects the entire smartphone. This phone is far more powerful than any ordinary smartphone, with unlimited capacity and always at 100% battery without charging.
“The nuclear bomb I used before the regression isn’t here… But the Flame Lotus and Stormbreaker are in the inventory.”
I store important items in boxes inside the inventory because it’s easy to retrieve them and they won’t get stolen.
“If I had left these items at home instead of putting them in the inventory, I might have been able to duplicate them.”
I clicked my tongue and shook off the regret. Reverting 30 days back is enough satisfaction.
I operated the smartphone and checked the call records and message logs. Since the records from before the regression remained, I should be able to roughly figure out what I did today.
Sunday, May 30th, 2:15 PM.
Me: Sister Harin, are you awake?
Han Harin: Yeah, I’m up.
Me: You drank a lot yesterday, are you okay?
Han Harin: My head hurts. How about you?
Me: Same here. How about a bowl of hangover soup?
About an hour later, there were recorded messages exchanged with Han Harin.
“Han Harin…”
My heart raced. The pale face of the deceased Han Harin flashed and disappeared. Right now, Han Harin is alive. Whatever happened before the regression…
It’s just me remembering things on my own.
“I remember now. What did I do today? On the 29th, Saturday, I hung out with Han Harin in Hongdae. In the afternoon, we grabbed a drink at a plant-themed cafe, had fun at the karaoke room, then ate dinner at a restaurant, and after that, we drank at a famous street stall before taking a little walk and eventually heading to a motel where we drank some more, had sex, and came back home in the early morning.”
Once I started recalling, everything came flooding back.
I got out of bed. I wasn’t drunk. The stat I boosted, “vitality,” didn’t just affect my testicles but also other parts of my body. Just as my testicles are transcendent, so too is my liver—my liver is a transcendental liver.
“Since I’m fully in control of my mind, there’s no way I’d get drunk and lose consciousness.”
To me, alcohol was like soda.
I stepped outside. Using the stairs, I moved from the 6th floor to the 4th floor of the office building. Han Harin’s apartment door greeted me. I entered her secret password with ease. *Ding-dong!* The door opened. Before stepping inside, I stared blankly at the shoes lined up by the entrance.
All the shoes were neatly arranged except for one—a pair of white high heels Han Harin often wears, which looked like they’d just been kicked off.
Even though it was a small thing, it reassured me. Han Harin was here.
After removing my shoes at the entrance, I stepped inside. She wasn’t in the living room, so naturally, I headed toward the bedroom. There she was, sprawled out on the bed.
Her ruffled black hair, her long, pale arms and legs peeking out from beneath the thin blanket. Clothes were scattered all over the floor around the bed. It’s been almost two years since we started seeing each other, and Han Harin has grown accustomed to sleeping naked, just like me.
“Hmph…”
Seeing Han Harin frowning slightly in her sleep, I sighed in relief. Han Harin wasn’t dead. She was alive right in front of me. As my tension eased, sleepiness washed over me.
“Anyway, I have plenty of time. So for now…”
I took off my clothes and climbed into Han Harin’s bed. When I pulled the thin blanket aside, her naked body was revealed. Her ample breasts. The thick patch of pubic hair below. This was definitely Han Harin. Her pubic area was quite messy; dried semen clung to her, and fresh semen was still seeping out of her vaginal opening.
“That’s my semen. We must’ve had sex at the motel and come straight here to sleep.”
Her neck and chest bore kiss marks I’d left.
I pulled Han Harin into an embrace, burying my head into her full bosom and closing my eyes. Though it might be described as a familiar scent, the smell of alcohol was rather strong.
“Ugh…”
Han Harin let out a moan. Her arms and legs flailed about, but when she realized I wouldn’t let go, she eventually gave up and wrapped her arms around me instead.
The rhythmic beating of her heart echoed in my ears.
“This time, I’ll definitely protect you.”
I felt at peace as I closed my eyes.
…
I woke up to the sensation of Han Harin pushing against my shoulder. Her face appeared above me, resting on her soft, warm bosom. She frowned due to a hangover and spoke to me.
“Why are you here? Can’t you move?”
“Harin, just a little longer. Let me stay like this a bit more.”
“Haaah…”
Han Harin sighed, a sigh of resignation. I held her for another 30 minutes or so. I wanted to keep going, but when I saw Han Harin getting genuinely angry, I stopped.
Han Harin got up from the bed, not bothering to put on any clothes, and went straight to the bathroom to shower.
“You should shower too. You smelled like alcohol earlier.”
“Alright. Hey, Harin-sshi, do you have plenty of time today?”
“I have training tomorrow. We can’t party like yesterday.”
“No, it’s not that. I have something important to tell you.”
“Are you going to say something stupid again after saying it’s important?”
“It’s really important.”
Though I said it seriously, Han Harin looked at me skeptically.
“We have plenty of time to talk. Shower first.”
She went into the bathroom.
As the water from the showerhead poured down on me, I lost myself in thought.
“Should I tell Han Harin about the casual hookup app?”
I trusted Han Harin. However, whether she trusts me is a separate matter altogether. I don’t know what she truly thinks.
“…I’ll tell her later.”
While I trust Han Harin, there are other things I can’t trust. After the accident…
“Something like what happened with Park Sooho before the regression could occur again. Like being brainwashed into spilling my info. As for the Leisure Life app, I’ll keep it hidden as I initially vowed, at least until I can handle it.”
I do plan to reveal the fact about the 30-day regression eventually.
It would just be easier to expose the truth about Suwol Guild this way. If I simply told them that Suwol Guild is no good and they should quit, it wouldn’t even register with them.
“Suwol Guild is already rotten. Ranked second in South Korea—sure, it looks good on the surface, but inside, it’s rotting away. There’s no way I can leave Han Ayoung and Han Harin in a guild like that.”
The fact that Suwol Guild takes commissions from the Japanese Association is suspicious to begin with. There’s definitely some kind of collusion going on.
“There’s no law against what happened before the regression happening again.”
After finishing a rather lengthy shower, I emerged and sat across from Han Harin in the living room. She was dressed casually in a short tank top and hot pants.
“Here.”
She handed me a cup. It was honey water. I took a sip of the sweet liquid and began speaking.
“Harin, don’t be shocked, but listen. The truth is… I’ve regressed 30 days back.”
Han Harin stared at me blankly. Just as I expected, her eyes were filled with disbelief.
“Are you drunk? Or are you pulling another prank?”
“I’m serious! I really regressed 30 days back!”
“Haaah. Okay then, Regressionist Sung Yoojin. Care to share any rising stock tips?”
“You obviously don’t believe me, but I really did regress! And I have proof. Also… Harin, in the future, you die.”
“…”
Her demeanor shifted.
Or rather, *my* demeanor changed. The face reflected in her eyes looked severely distorted.
“…Show me proof that you’ve regressed.”
I plugged a USB drive into the TV. The materials I prepared to bring down Gwangwon Sect. These should serve as sufficient evidence.
‘Even though I didn’t have any photos or videos of Han Harin’s corpse during the chaos last time… footage from the future should suffice as proof.’
I showed her each piece of evidence while explaining. Among the photos were screenshots of news articles from the future. Before regressing, I captured these articles during a brief moment of calm before the descent of the疯狂 Spirit Brahmansen.
“On June 8th, an Erosion Dungeon appears in Hokkaido, Japan, and Suwol Guild receives a commission from the Japanese Association to send a raiding party. You’re part of it.”
I explained as calmly as possible about Han Harin’s death and everything related to it—the Gwangwon Sect, and the疯狂 Spirit Brahmansen.
Her expressions varied. At first, pure suspicion, then doubt creeping in halfway through, and when she saw the video of Brahmansen, her face turned pale.
“Ugh…”
“Harin?! Are you okay?!”
“When I saw that… Monster in the video, my head started splitting apart.”
I quickly stopped the video.
I had a pretty good idea why. That must be due to Brahmansen, the Evil Spirit and Spirit of Madness. Even Japanese Hunters went insane just from seeing him. An A-Rank Hunter couldn’t withstand his gaze and lost their sanity.
“At least since it was only a video, Harin didn’t completely lose her mind.”
Thankfully, she didn’t go completely insane. Otherwise, I might have had to use one of my elixirs.
“Haa… Haa…”
“Sis, are you alright?!”
“…Quiet down. My head feels like it’s going to explode because of the hangover.”
“That’s not a hangover—it’s from Brahmansen’s madness. Didn’t your head start hurting the moment you saw him?”
“…Just by looking at its form, it drives people insane… such a monster actually exists…?”
“It’s not a monster—it’s a Spirit. For reasons unknown, he’s been eyeing Earth ever since before I was born. He probably made preparations beyond just the Gwangwon Sect. There’s likely something else involved.”
Brahmansen felt calculating. And given that he’s the Spirit of Evil, there’s no way he’d rely solely on the Gwangwon Sect to carry out his plans. There must be other means.
“This time, I won’t let my guard down. I will absolutely protect the woman I love.”
As time passed, Han Harin calmed down somewhat and asked me a question.
“How did you regress?”
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