Chapter 585
Theatrical Regression Life
Theatrical Regression Life Chapter 585
Episode 585
âDirector Jaeheon Lee.â
âyes.â
âAre you okay?â
Are you okay?
âWould it be okay if it were you, my friend?â
At Jung Eun-wooâs question, the man swallowed an inward curse.
To be honest, he didnât volunteer to act as bait just because he liked it.
âItâs hard to make a living.â
Concluding that this was the right answer and wondering why my life was the same were two different things. I made the decision without delay because I needed to and because I could, but I was never willing to face the fate of being eaten alive.
Even though he was in the body of the crazy Lee Jae-heon, he couldnât show that he was upset.
âBecause Lee Jae-heon is a sacrificial soldier who likes such sacrifices.â
Kyungjun, senior lives like this.
ââ¦.â
The man who was crying out for a good junior soon blinked. The man, who was lost in thought for a moment, tapped his arm to check something and then spoke to Jeong Eun-woo, who was still looking at him.
âJung Eun-woo.â
âSay yes.â
âI have a favor to ask you.â
âAs much as you want.â
The place where they are is the glass wall on the tank ceiling, which is the only passage into the tank. The wall itself was thick enough for an adult man to sit on, but the distance from the surface was too far to serve as bait.
Deep inside, a place where beautiful, eyeless mermaids make waves and make clear laughter. The man who was looking into the water in the tank spoke.
âAny variable can happen.â
âYes, this side world seems to have a strong tendency to do that.â
âSoâ¦â
the man asked Eunwoo Jeong.
ââ¦.â
ââ¦.â
âDo you understand?â
Jeong Eun-woo understood the manâs request.
âYes I will.â
âthank you.â
The high ceiling of the water tank.
No one heard the twoâs quiet conversation.
* * *
ââ¦.â
Park Da-young looked up at the tank with anxious eyes.
ââ¦What if something goes wrong?â
âDayoung, donât worry too much.â
âMermaids have very sharp teeth. âJust like a shark.â
Perhaps intrigued by the presence of survivors, the mermaids would often swim to the bottom of the tank where they could see them up close. The teeth of a mermaid could be seen between the lips of a mermaid smiling brightly through a glass wall.
Numerous teeth extending from the roof of the mouth to the throat, and it is unclear how far down they may go. The teeth were as white as drawing paper and sharp as awls, and if bitten even once, the flesh seemed to fall off in an instant.
âUncleâ¦â
Of course, Lee Jae-heon was a person who could endure such pain very well.
âYou shouldnât be in so much pain.â
ââ¦.â
âI was already in a lot of painâ¦â
Right now, Lee Jae-heon wasnât even mentally sound, and he had already lost too much blood before that. Theyâre using Lee Jae-heon as bait, who seems like heâs going to die on his own even if heâs left alone, even though heâs going to be anxious even if heâs doing his job in a healthy state.
âIt may be true that we are gradually going crazy.â
Dayoung Park tried to relieve her anxiety by squeezing and straightening her curly hair.
âJust like your former colleagues did⦠we too just because we needed itâ¦â
But the bad thoughts didnât stop.
Lee Jae-heon said he would act as a decoy because it was necessary. This was not something that the survivors took kindly to. However, we couldnât help but notice that we were very different from when we first accepted Lee Jae-heonâs sacrifice.
âIf it were us back then, no matter what Lee Jae-heon said, we would have stopped him.â
So what about now?
Although they were dissatisfied with Lee Jae-heonâs opinion, they thought it was reasonable and accepted Lee Jae-heonâs sacrifice by rationally weighing the loss and gain of the process and result. It was quite a passive acceptance, but compared to the beginning, it has become quite active.
ââ¦.â
When one year passed like this, then two years, then three years passed.
Will we then be able to fully blame ourselves for Lee Jae-heonâs sacrifice like we do now?
ââ¦Wasnât it true that you were sending the uncle?â
âDayoung, youâre so excited right now.â
âHow are we any different from your former colleagues?â
âThat I didnât force it.â
ââ¦.â
âI am thankful to him with a sense of guilt, and no matter what the outcome is, there is no one who can blame a man named Lee Jae-heon.â
Garam Yoon stroked Dayoung Parkâs head.
âare you okay.â
Yoon Garamâs hand, which was gently stroking the small top of her head, soon gently came down and grabbed Park Dayoungâs hand, which was obsessively pulling her hair.
Garam Yoon placed his hand in Dayoung Parkâs hand instead of her hair.
âIt could be the same as your uncle being sick. But we have to see the process, Dayoung. âThe most important thing in the world is process.â
ââ¦.â
âNo result can occur without process.â
ââ¦Butâ¦â
âIf the process is different, even if it looks similar, the results are different. Itâs never the same.â
Garam Yoon smiled, folding his eyes affectionately. It somehow resembled Ha Seong-yoon, but was also full of life like a flower that had just bloomed.
âDayoung is doing well. âItâs so special.â
ââ¦Arenât you anxious?â
âApart from feeling sorry, Iâm not anxious.â
She whispered to Park Da-young like someone playing a prank.
âIf I fail this time, you will be the last survivor.â
ââ¦.â
âItâs okay if Dayoung doesnât do it.â
ââ¦Sisterâ¦.â
âSo for now, letâs do what Dayoung can do.â
Yoon Garamâs hand stroked Park Dayoungâs shoulder and then moved away.
âCan you calm Dahun down?â
ââ¦Iâll try my best.â
Park Da-young took a deep breath to prevent tears from falling between her red eyes. The shoulder that Garam Yoon had stroked tickled as if he was teasing me with a feather, and the faint tickling soon spread to my fingertips, causing me to tremble a little.
It wasnât because of tension or anxiety.
ââ¦.â
Park Da-young and Park Da-hoon were among good adults.
Adults who are so kind that it is hard to find them in real life. People who will listen to our concerns whenever we ask for help and will eventually pull us out of hell, even if it means dying a few times.
ââ¦.â
âSister, Iâm having a hard time.â
ââ¦know.â
âItâs really coldâ¦â
âYes.â
Park Da-hoon, you should have known that too.
Right Now.
âBut itâs okay.â
âItâs not okay at all.â
âI will help you.â
âHow can my sister help me? âIâm alone.â
âSomeone said you were alone.â
ââ¦.â
âHe will come find you soon.â
Dayoung Park clearly conveyed her thoughts.
âAnd I will be with you.â
ââ¦Nope.â
âWhy not? Iâll keep talking to you next to me.â
âYouâre not next to me. âIâm alone now.â
âI canât have a conversation like this if Iâm alone.â
âButâ¦â
âListen to me. âIâm right.â
Park Da-young resolutely cut off the bizarre depression and dizzy confusion that was trying to take over my brain. It was not a situation where I could be swayed by my younger brotherâs whining. Park Da-young had to protect her younger brother.
To be honest, Park Da-young until now may not have been a very good older sister to Park Da-hoon. If she was a truly good sister, she would have had to face the brunt of her parentsâ rejection. However, Park Da-young did not want to give up her position as a good daughter, and that might have been a cowardly act.
However, this does not change the fact that Park Da-young has done her best to protect Park Da-hoon until now.
âSo you have to trust me too.â
Even though I may have done something wrong, and even though Park Da-young was not the ideal older sister, she always wanted to protect her younger sister.
Park Da-hoon clearly knew that too.
âyes?â
ââ¦.â
âIâm right.â
Thatâs why Park Da-hoon nodded without realizing it.
ââ¦Youâre rightâ¦.â
The only one on my side in the small world of family.
You are right. You have always been wise. So I believe it.
âI trust you.â
Words that I would never have said normally came out naturally, saying it was disgusting. Park Da-hoon laughed at that point, but he agreed to her because he was half out of his mind and half wanted to cry.
Park Da-youngâs constantly heard voice created the illusion that he was really with her.
ââ¦.â
âPark Da-hoon.â
ââ¦huh.â
âPark Da-hoon.â
âuh.â
ââ¦.â
Then suddenly.
âDahun.â
When my familyâs voices became clear.
-Awesome!!
ââ¦!â
â! Dahun!â
The positions of Park Da-hoon and Park Da-young were switched.
ââ¦What is thisâ¦.â
âDahun, are you okay? Dahun!â
âSister, sisterâ¦â
I was confused.
ââ¦.â
Park Da-hoon stood up unsteadily and looked around.
The worries of adults were ringing in my ears and shaking my brain. My vision was colorful and blurry, like a smudged watercolor painting, and the only thing I could clearly see was my sister.
Dayoung Park.
âsister.â
There was Park Da-young, who was trapped in a glass box that was almost filled with water.
âHey youâ¦â
âI can do it.â
ââ¦.â
âI can do it too.â
Bubbleâ¦.
Park Da-young makes clear eye contact, letting out a breath.
âYou are not alone.â
It was only then that Dahoon Park began to see the world.
ââ¦.â
Jung Eun-woo was approaching the glass box that was almost completely filled with water.
ââ¦.â
Lee Jae-heon could be seen among the mermaids gathered above him, with bright red blood spreading.
ââ¦.â
And the worried voices of adults are heard.
âDahun, can you hear our voices?â
âIâve been in the water for too long and my body is cold.â
âDo you have any more clothes for Dahun?â
Kim Ki-jeong asked Park Da-hoon with a frown on his face.
âIs it still cold?â
ââ¦.â
ââ¦Heâs still shaking. Bring some more clothes!â
Park Da-hoon, who was just looking at his surroundings, suddenly came to his senses when he heard a skinny arm awkwardly hugging his body and a voice that seemed somewhat nervous despite the worry.
âah.â
All of this complicated murmur was a move to save us.
Da-hoon Park and trying to save Da-hoon Parkâ¦.
âOh uhâ¦.â
âDa-hoon?â
ââ¦Huhâ¦.â
âItâs all Dahun. âHey, what should I do? The baby is crying.â
Following Kim Ki-jeongâs embarrassed voice, I felt adultsâ hands patting Park Da-hoonâs back.
The sensation of being patted was dull. I could see that things that looked like outerwear that adults had taken off were surrounding me.
I was scared. Itâs still scary, but nothing is over yet.
âI want to go homeâ¦.â
âI can go. âIâll be there soon. Itâs okay.â
âitâs hard. âIâm soâ¦!â
âGood job. âIt must have been really difficult.â
Why is Seo Jang-hwaâs voice so sweet?
I was so relieved that tears kept coming out of my eyes.
* * *
At that time, Park Da-young.
ââ¦.â
hmm.
âI didnât expect this.â
I tried to reassure my younger brother first, but he was still in a panic.
âWhy did you change your seatâ¦? What did I do? âWhat did Park Da-hoon do?â
It was not easy to understand the current situation.
Park Da-young just tried to calm Park Da-hoon down. As I continued to talk and persuade him, at some point I felt that Park Da-hoonâs condition was like my own, and I became convinced that âI took the initiative.â
ââ¦I guess I did something back then.â
Should I say that it feels like I hit the jackpot?
âWhy is it like a slot machine at a gambling house⦠All three numbers come up⦠I feel like I press the button because I think itâs the right timeâ¦â Iâve
never gambled or played a slot machine, but I guess itâs roughly the same feeling. I wanted to. It was similar to the feeling of grabbing a passing thread when you realize that something exactly matched.
ââ¦.â
Anyway, that wasnât important right now.
ââ¦.â
âJust wait a moment and I will open the door.â
ââ¦.â
Boomâ¦!
âIâm putting the keys in. calm down.â
ââ¦.â
Bang bang bang!!!
âIâm running out of breath.â
They say that if a woman drowns in a glass box, she becomes a mermaid.
Jeong Eun-woo, who was wearing a wetsuit, came right in front of her and opened the door of the glass box, but Park Da-young couldnât control her nerves. Even now, Iâm suffocating to death, so when am I going to climb up to the ceiling and escape the tank again?
Fortunately, Jung Eun-wooâs hands were quick, so he quickly opened the lid of the box.
âIt would be nice if we could give a wetsuit to Dayoung Park.â
ââ¦.â
âYes, shall we go up together first? âI will help you.â
I almost became a fucking monster.
âDonât be too angryâ¦â
If I were like you, wouldnât I be angry?
âOuch, it hurts. Ouch, ouch.â
ââ¦.â
âYou have very good hands.â
Is this making fun of people on the topic of AI?
Jeong Eun-woo was not guilty in this incident, but the anger of a high school senior who almost became a mermaid instinctively sought a punching bag.
(Continued in the next part)