While driving down the dimensional passageway, neither Han Su-Yeong nor Yu Sang-Ah said much. Thanks to that, though, I was able to organise my thoughts while gazing outside the window – on what I need to do in the future, and the things I'd like to do.
Next to me, Uriel finally stopped muttering something with a serious face only to fall into a snore-filled slumber. Meanwhile, the 'Secretive Plotter' was half-leaning against her, also unconscious.
It kind of felt weird seeing two of the oldest viewers in my channel sleeping so defencelessly like that.
Han Su-Yeong, checking me out through the rearview mirror, suddenly spoke up. “What are you grinning like that for? You should be getting ready to give us a proper explanation once we get back.”
Explanation, was it? It was pretty clear what I needed to explain to them, of course.
“You only have one chance.”
I found Yu Sang-Ah's bright smile rather terrifying.
“We've arrived.”
Not too long after that, the Ferrarghini came to a stop.
We were back in Seoul.
A short while later, I was sitting in front of my companions.
The faces that I missed so much, the ones I wanted to see had gathered in one place. The
I studied the faces of all my companions and lowered my head 90 degrees before opening my mouth. “I'm sorry.”
“About what?”
“All the things I've done…. I'm really sorry.”
“H-mm…. Well, sure.”
….What's this? Weren't they furious at me?
I wasn't sure what's going on here, but well, I thought this was for the best. I had so many things to explain, after all.
“I'd like to explain a few things, starting from…..”
“First of all, tell us whose child that is.”
Gong Pil-Du threw out that question first. I chased after his gaze and saw the 'Secretive Plotter' floating inside a clear sphere near me.
[Currently, this individual's Fable is unstable.]
Seeing that he still failed to regain his consciousness yet, it seemed that a serious problem had occurred after he used up far too much Probability. Meaning, it was impossible for him to clarify the situation by himself.
Meanwhile, rage began filling up Gong Pil-Du's eyes when I didn't answer back. “You said that you'd get rid of the scenarios so I protected Seoul for you, yet you dare to show yourself here with your child instead?!”
The grief of a man who spent his entire life as a 'Gireogi' dad could be felt in that voice.
“I see that you're under some sort of a misunderstanding, but….”
“Whose is it?” Gong Pil-Du glanced at Yu Sang-Ah with somewhat fearful eyes. “….Could it be?” He met her smiling eyes and shook his head. “…..Right, there's no way. That means, it's with her, then?”
“You want to die?!”
Han Su-Yeong growled angrily, prompting him to flinch grandly.
I didn't miss that opening and quickly jumped in. “Excuse me, isn't it a bit too much thinking that he's someone's kid? Besides, just where does he look like a newborn to you??”
Chapter end
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