Regressor Instruction Manual

Chapter 675: Han Sora’s Debut (5)

I was a little sorry for Han Sora, but she was the sinner in that scenario.

That was because, for the time being, it was right to sympathize with Hayan’s resentment.

Other people would have scolded Jung Hayan for acting like that, but I wasn’t trash enough to take Han Sora’s side in that situation.

In any case, Lee Kiyoung was still officially Jung Hayan’s fiance.

No matter what the situation came upon us, I couldn’t push Hayan blindly, considering that being there for each other no matter what was a true spouse’s attitude.

Even if Jung Hayan was doing something wrong, I should understand and sympathize.

Of course, it was definitely Jung Hayan’s fault, but for the moment, I considered it the right choice to side with Jung Hayan.

“Sora seems to have done something wrong.”

What was a little surprising was that Jung Hayan didn’t nod in affirmation right away.

‘That’s not the case,’ she seemed to think, but she couldn’t resist the sweet words.

When I opened my mouth again, she finally nodded immediately.

There was a little bump, but… As we continued to press on Han Sora, she seemed to think that it was definitely her fault.

In the end, she burst into tears once more and began to lay out the things she had been upset about.

“I lost because of Sora… What happened back then was….”

Starting with her excuse for the defeat against Cha Hee-ra…

“Suddenly, suddenly…”

After that, she left the house without saying a word.

“Huhu… huhu…”

After that, she couldn’t even properly speak when she talked about the ignored messages. She then shouted out of anger, especially when retelling how she betrayed her for Park Mijin.

I thought she felt that it was unfair because she said the same things repeatedly.

It was only after about nine repetitions that she came back to normal.

“Sora… Huhuhu… I hate her. I won’t see her again.”

‘You’ll see her again anyway.’

“Sora will definitely come to apologize after some time.”

“Huhu… Huhuhu…”

“I’m sure she knows she made a mistake. Of course, Hayan should apologize too. I think Sora was disappointed a lot as well. If Hayan apologizes first, wouldn’t Sora apologize, too?”

“…”

I secretly suggested that she should apologize, but Jung Hayan’s heart was already frozen.

“I’ll never forgive her until she apologizes first. I’ll never forgive her.”

‘Yes, that’s good, Hayan.’

I thought she would run to apologize, but she was being stubborn. In the end, Park Mijin’s comparison with Jung Hayan must’ve become an ace in the hole.

‘That was a little harsh, Han Sora. How could you say that?’

Considering that Jung Hayan was feeling inferior to Park Mijin, it was a remark that shouldn’t have been voiced.

Of course, Jung Hayan provided an excuse, but Han Sora’s words turned Jung Hayan’s tender heart into a hedgehog. It was no exaggeration that she was so disappointed.

‘It was too much.’

However, it was considered a good idea to provide a good excuse as a shield to some extent.

A mediator should do so. Lee Kiyoung wasn’t the kind of person who encouraged conflict.

“She shouldn’t have said that. Maybe Sora was angry and said something she didn’t mean.”

I thought I had to go to that extent, at least.

“I’m sure she’ll come to apologize first. I think it would be better for Hayan to apologize then.”

Of course, the probability of Han Sora coming to apologize first was zero, but Jung Hayan seemed to be firmly accepting that Han Sora was coming to say sorry.

“You’d better go out and refresh yourself today.”

“Re-really…? What about studying…”

“I don’t think you can even get your hands on studying in this state. You can take the day off. Sometimes, you need to rest.”

“Th-that’s a relief.”

“You’ll need time to rest so that you can work hard tomorrow.”

“Yes, yes, you’re right.”

I felt a little bit relieved that she smiled.

I thought about whether it was really okay to do that, but I could guarantee that she wouldn’t be able to grow much even if she trained that day.

Of course, if she held on to the book with the determination to kill Park Mijin, she would have a small growth, but what Jung Hayan needed at that moment wasn’t something so feeble.

‘All you have to do is jump over the wall.’

Standing in front of a large wall, she only moved sideways or went half a step forward. That was the current state of Jung Hayan.

If there was an opportunity, she could grow many times in a short period of time.

Cha Hee-ra had already shown that it was possible.

What Jung Hayan needed wasn’t studying but an opportunity to jump over the wall.

‘You don’t have to be nervous. Sixteen days is enough. It’s better to watch it for a long time. It would be much better to build up little by little rather than bumping it off in a rush. Let’s not think in a hurry.’

If the conflict got bigger, she would regret it and blame herself.

When I slightly turned to Hayan’s side, it felt like she was happy because she was going on a date.

Although it was instantaneous, Jung Hayan seemed to have completely forgotten about Han Sora. I felt more confident that she was thinking along the lines of…

‘Yeah, I don’t have to. I don’t need Sora.’

Or.

‘I won’t contact her again until she apologizes first. Let’s see who’s more damaging.’

Or.

‘Live well with Park Mijin. I don’t need you anyway. I’m not even going to care anymore.’

She looked like she could get through it all without Han Sora.

If I hadn’t come, she would’ve gone into an endless hole, but Jung Hayan didn’t seem to care about her at the moment.

It was such a happy time.

What changed her expression was when she was holding my hand and talking.

It wasn’t because of Han Sora. To be exact, perhaps it was because of a small change in my body.

‘Huh?’

First, my questions.

Second, holding hands.

Third, tilting my head.

‘She noticed.’

She must have noticed something strange.

I didn’t think that she was in a different physical condition than usual.

Until that moment, she couldn’t have noticed it properly because there wasn’t anything happening, but when she had some free time, she caught it right away.

I kept wriggling her hands as if I were measuring her pulse.

She kept tilting her head and questioning the unfamiliar energy in her body.

‘Capacity is competence.’

Jung Hayan didn’t have the Mind’s Eye. I didn’t really expect her to notice.

On the contrary, it was so faint that Jung Hayan worried about what would happen if she didn’t notice it.

If Sun Hee-young had given a buff or debuff, there would’ve been a possibility, but she didn’t.

Hee-young refined it several times with the help of alchemy and put some of the energy she thought was the faintest inside my body.

Maybe Hayan felt something was wrong from the beginning.

“O-Oppa.”

“Huh?”

“Are you feeling a little better these days?”

“Yes, I’m fine. I think I’m getting healthier little by little. Why?”

“No, just a little bit, a little bit… I think it’s weird.”

“What?”

“I think it’s a little weird…”

“What?”

“Well, I can’t explain it, but… Something’s wrong… It’s weird. It’s a little weird…”

“…”

“Wait a minute, Can I check… Can I?”

As I nodded without a word, Jung Hayan slowly looked at me.

I was worried that she might notice that Sun Hee-young was the origin, but I thought she wouldn’t be able to.

The energy that was flowing faintly in my body was an energy that had no effect. It wasn’t a buff or a debuff, but a resource that was hovering like magic.

Of course, Jung Hayan couldn’t have considered it a simple resource.

If it were, as usual, she would have let it go, but it was not like that anymore.

At that moment, there was a person who used magic that couldn’t be understood even by Jung Hayan.

There was a genius that even the genius wizard Jung Hayan couldn’t fathom.

And that genius was close to me.

The important thing was to make Jung Hayan misunderstand.

Confidence that Lee Kiyoung was being influenced by the magic of unknown wizard Park Mijin. She had to question where Park Mijin, the mysterious wizard, came from and who she was.

All Jung Hayan needed were those.

Of course, Jung Hayan wouldn’t be able to dig into Park Mijin.

There was no such existence in the first place.

Wouldn’t that part be the best expression of Jung Hayan’s reasoning and regret?

“What’s the matter…”

“Well, I’m not sure. I can’t put it into words.”

“It’s okay to tell me.”

“You seem to have an unfamiliar feeling in your body. Well, magic… Something like that.”

“I’ve taken a fatigue recovery spell.”

“…”

As soon as she heard the answer, she muttered to herself, seemingly doubting whether it was really the fatigue recovery magic.

It was very simple magic, but she had never heard or seen it before. It wasn’t a fatigue recovery magic in the first place.

She bit her lips tightly out of annoyance. She couldn’t understand it properly. She immediately sent her own magic to see if other people’s magic was in my body.

‘What? Shit, I don’t feel anything.’

It felt completely different from when Kim Hyunsung gave me a magic massage in the past. If it weren’t for the Mind’s Eyes, I wouldn’t have noticed Jung Hayan’s magic coming inside.

The vaccine inside the body was attacking the intruder as if it were eating the viruses, and soon the energy inside my body had quickly disappeared.

It was ridiculously easy.

“Oh, no. I was mistaken. Oh, I was mistaken.”

However, there was still a question in her expression.

‘You’re thinking.’

Perhaps she had recalled what Han Sora said.

Of course, it was suspicion without any evidence.

Even if there was an unfamiliar lingering scent in my body that she couldn’t explain, she couldn’t confirm that it belonged to Park Mijin.

She couldn’t even be sure it really had a negative impact.

She couldn’t judge what to do and how to move.

If she brought it up without any evidence, she could be seen as a strange person. There was a doubt inside, but there was no evidence, and there were no clues, so there was no way to make a judgment.

The only thing that could have been done at that point was to remove the strange energy. Even just by removing the risk factor, it seemed enough for her to feel good.

However, wouldn’t she realize it soon?

I wasn’t sure, but she probably thought there was something strange in Sora’s body…

Perhaps it was really a fatigue recovery magic, but there was a chance that it wasn’t…

Jung Hayan’s eyes shook. Biting her lips tightly, she seemed to be determined.

I was a little nervous, but… She seemed to have decided not to care about it.

She was not sure if she was right or wrong, but she was probably heading in a similar direction as my thoughts.

Sure enough, I soon heard her reasoning out about it.

“I’m not going to care anymore. I’m really… I’m not going to care…”

She still didn’t know how important Han Sora was to her.

Of course, I was certain that Jung Hayan would regret her decision soon.