I Don't Want This Reincarnation [1]

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A bright laugh passed by.

"Really? So what happened?"

"What do you think happened?" the man sitting in front said in a soft voice. "He bowed deeply and apologized. Said he didn't know."

"No way."

I covered my mouth and looked at the man with a smile. The sunlight coming through the window brightly lit the man's side profile. His fine-grained black hair shone and his slight smile caught my attention.

"How amazing. He didn't recognize the Master..."

"Well, unlike Korea, America is large, so it's possible they wouldn't know."

I tilted my head. Is that so? Even if you didn't know his identity, looking at his face, you can tell that he wasn't a normal opponent.

"He's a fool."

As I murmured, the man raised the corners of his mouth. In a three-piece suit, with his jacket off and only his vest on, the man leaned back on the sofa with a languid expression on his face. He seemed to be very pleased with the leisure time he's had for the first time in a while.

I lifted my teacup to moisten my dry lips, feeling my heart beating rapidly. There was a fragrant scent of tea.

"Did anything happen while I was in America?"

At the man's question, I pursed my lips and lowered my gaze. What should I say?

"Just—no, everything was fine..."

By his side, no matter how much time passed, I was not used to life in the guild. Without him, I always missed my dead sister at any time, and it was hard to hold back my tears.

A few days ago, while crying in the bathroom on the first floor, I ran into an attendant, and as soon as he saw me, he left with a very unpleasant look on his face. Unlike the other attendants who always wore black suits and kept a neat style, he had red hair and piercings, so he was particularly memorable.

"Han Yi-gyeol."

No one liked me.

When I remembered my younger sister's face, who always smiled at me, my eyesight became blurred. The man came closer to my eyes, which were dripping with thick tears, and gently wiped them.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. I—"

"It's okay."

As if he'd been waiting for them, the man patiently wiped away the tears dripping down.

"You can be sad if you want. She was your only family."

"Hhgh, hic... yeah. Really, hgh... I miss her so much..."

"Of course."

I was so sad that I couldn't meet my sister anymore, but at the same time, I was happy. The moment I entrusted my body to the man's touch was very comfortable. I looked up at him cautiously.

"Rely on me. You are not alone."

"......"

"So, don't even think about dying."

I opened my eyes wide. The gaze of a man who comforted me more tenderly than anyone else.

"Don't die, Han Yi-gyeol."

It was terribly cold.

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"Hhgh...!"

I opened my eyes with a heavy breath. I felt a little dizzy as I raised my upper body, covered by a white blanket.