“To hide the Skill and conceal the Wish Stone, there’s no other way~ Maybe I should’ve used hearts instead of stars?” Haepali chirped cheerfully. Ugh.... “No, before that, if it’s so obvious I’ve Regressed, it’d be a problem!” It was practically all on display already, but saying “Han Yujin has Regressed!” so directly felt completely different from glossing over it. If I didn’t state the subject precisely, I could always claim it was someone else’s Regression I got caught up in. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝕟𝕖𝕥 “...I’m such a fool for trusting Haepali.” “I guess you’ve grown fond of tentacles by now. How many do you want? Shall we start by changing your fingers?” “My mouth’s gotten ahead of me.” If Haepali hadn’t helped me, by now I’d probably be a copy of the King of Harmlessness, so I can’t really complain—but my neck is already aching thinking about how to fix this. Will it even be fixable? Maybe I’ll have to lay low for years until everyone forgets. Yuhyun would love that. “...Even if we reveal the Regression , it’s still really okay, right?” “I’m carefully cutting out all Transcendent information.” I still didn’t trust it. The subtitles disappeared, and Han Yujin appeared embracing Yuhyun. The pre-Regression version was easier to watch. The Han Yujin I remembered before Regression was pathetic, unremarkable, incompetent—someone not worth any hope. But seeing him again from the viewers’ perspective felt very different from my memory, and that made it okay. But the post-Regression version was... ew.... “To be perfect, it has to flow right into this moment of Han Yujin~ Come on, hurry up!” No Perfect Caregiver or Raucitas-related Skill appeared. I reconcile with Yuhyun and go to register with the Hunter Association. Rank F. I spot Myeongwoo, give chase, and grab him. Ah, stop! Ugh, stop it! “Cover my ears for me! Aah, I don’t want to hear this!” Look at that shameless guy opening his mouth. Please save me. Of all times, my arms were bound so I couldn’t even cover my ears. “Why strain your neck looking up? Just live thinking, I’m great and nobody knows it yet. Love yourself a little. I love the awesome me!” ...He wasn’t wrong, but I felt like dying. Han Yujin, is that something you should be telling others? Back then you didn’t know about Yuhyun yet, so maybe you had the luxury of peace of mind, but still. I wonder if Myeongwoo is watching this too. Myeongwoo has changed so much. Even though I’m mortified, I also feel a little proud. But mostly mortified. The baby Flame Horn Lion circled around Han Yujin. Wow, Peace is really small. He could still materialize, but at that time he was smaller than in his materialized state. The downy fur on Peace’s body looked so soft as he began to carefully explore the living room. When we turned on the TV, he jumped back in surprise, taking a defensive stance. His ears perked up, tilt­ing his head—that was unbearably adorable. “This is a TV. It’s not a real person.” Peace tiptoed toward the TV, sniffing at the screen. Suspicious, he tried peering around the back. Our Peace was so innocent when he was little. Of course he’s still cute now. “But did we really know our parents?” The moment when I met Yerim flashed. Aaaah! Stop talking! But Yerim has changed a lot, too. Seeing that shadow in her wary eyes hurt my heart. And she must be suffering like me by now. Yerim, I’m sorry.... “Skip Yerim’s part, skip! Or cut in only the cool parts.” Even if I’m embarrassed, only I have to be embarrassed. As I writhed in shame, the scene where Myeongwoo rescues me played, then a bar scene with Kim Seonghan.... “No! Don’t show that! Please!” “Now I want to see more~” “Ruga Peya-sama! Please!” “I don’t know why you’re so embarrassed.” Haepali patted my head and said, “‘I like you, I love you, you’re amazing, you’re so cool, you’re the best,’ etc. Those are all good things, right?” “Well, that may be...” “If you’re a social creature, you’d be embarrassed by insults or harsh words. That’s negative for social relations. It doesn’t help survival.” Then if I °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° didn’t need a social group, I could throw insults around without worry... Although if I lived alone, there’d be almost no one to insult anyway. “Uh, expressing feelings honestly is, um, kind of... embarrassing. And people will nitpick.” Honestly, I think 80 percent of it is just feeling awkward. Still, I praise my kids all the time. ...It wouldn’t hurt to say nice things to someone I just met. Right, there’s nothing to be ashamed of... “Kim Seonghan. I love you.” “This is definitely not right! Aah! Aah! Aah!” Why is this popping up when the film cut off? I screamed to drown out Han Yujin’s voice. Haepali grumbled it was too noisy. “I’m drunk! I’m drunk! Everyone! That’s just drunken rambling! Haepali, shush!” [Han Yujin♡Kim Seonghan] What’s wrong with these subtitles?! Don’t add pink effects! Loving someone isn’t always erotic. I love Yuhyun, I love Yerim, I love Peace, I love Ppiyak, I love Gyeol, I love Myeongwoo, I love Noah, I love Hyunah, I love Director Song, I love Seonghyunjae... should I include him? Anyway, there are so many! The meetings with Yoon Yoon and Seok Hayayan flashed by. The first dungeon after Regression with Yuhyun, Yerim, and Myeongwoo played. Peace grew, Myeongwoo worked hard. The blade scattering light was as cool as ever. On the day each guild leader met for the Giseungsu breeding deal. That scene made me feel strange. “...back then, I never thought I’d change like I have now.” I thought it would just be a simple deal and then done. Somehow I lured one into a trap and killed them, and grew close to two others. Hanshin was no different. “I’ll remember the exception clause.” Seonghyunjae said. Back then he was like that. My lips curled up. Then there was a kidnapping, I slipped out, and... “Hey! That’s still a secret!” Fortunately, since it was related to the Caregiver title, it was just handled as secretly sneaking out to pick up Ppiyak. Helping Park Hayul was the same. Then raising the kids, assisting in forming the Seok Hayayan team, Myeongwoo gained the Golden Forge skill, Riete popped out, and more. I was busier than I thought. Even if I abbreviate it, it still takes ages. “I couldn’t help but feel anxious.” Yuhyun clung to me tightly. His big frame tried to burrow into my arms like when he was little. That was after Peace and the three of us returned from the dungeon. Maybe the System cut that part out too. “I hate that you keep getting involved with other S-Rank Hunters.” Peace protested from under the sofa. He tapped Yuhyun’s leg with his paw as if to say, Move over, but Yuhyun ignored him. “But you can’t lock people up. I’ll be careful. Besides, as long as they get Giseungsu, the S-Ranks won’t have any more dealings with me.” They should have, but... Seeing Yuhyun wanting to shield and hide me made me laugh a little. He’s come a long way now. If I say I’ll stay home quietly, he still welcomes it, but unlike before, he trusts my abilities. Blue came to the breeding facility and Myeongwoo announced the Forge skill. Hearing Myeongwoo’s declaration again made my face flush. The scene cut to Yerim flying through the dungeon. It was to help make Kim Seonghan an S-Rank. Because it was System-related, the giant toad didn’t appear. Director Song visited the hospital and took Comet to the breeding facility. Wait, hold on! “There are subtitles here too! Director Song is checking on Han Yujin! To verify there’s no brainwashing!” I can’t let anyone misunderstand. Next— “Thank you for allowing the visit.” Noah appeared. Talking peacefully in the rooftop garden. “Subtitles! Hunter Noah wasn’t trying to hurt me—!” Why are there so many landmines? Maybe because of fear resistance, I didn’t think much then, but it was rough even after Regression. Noah destroyed the rooftop garden, and thanks to Comet, Han Yujin couldn’t sleep and was dying. He shuffled through the living room like a half-zombie. Pouring water straight into the table without a cup shocked him back to his senses. Peace, Blue, and Ppiyak scurried after him, tilting their heads as if to ask what happened. So cute.... Yuhyun and Noah fought, and then it was all cut out. Han Yujin learned about his younger brother. He tossed and turned sleeplessly. He didn’t show the memory, but the King of Harmlessness pressed his cheek firmly to comfort him. “...If I hadn’t known my brother was left alone, I’d be very different now.” “Really? I think you’d be similar.” “A person... isn’t made up of just themselves.” “There’s almost no pure Han Yujin left. Guardian of Park Yerim, caregiver for Peace, friend of Myeongwoo. There are so many relationships. And the biggest of all is, of course, being Han Yuhyun’s brother.” Except for those five years, he lived his whole life as Han Yuhyun’s brother. “So if you lose someone, you lose that part of Han Yujin too. If Han Yuhyun disappears, the brother of Han Yuhyun can no longer exist. Remove that part, and there’s almost nothing left of Han Yujin.” Five years aside, he lived his whole life as Han Yuhyun’s brother. All that time crumbles in an instant. Losing someone precious must hurt as if one’s heart is being torn out. The more space they occupy in one’s life, the more excruciating. “Because Yuhyun is still here beside me, I’m still alive. But losing my brother is also true. I had no choice but to change.” Under the snow-laden tree, Han Yujin stood too. They say funerals are for those who remain—how true that is. The brother of Han Yuhyun, a part of Han Yujin, must be laid to rest as well. Seonghyunjae and Riete were fighting. The Lake Dungeon appeared, and the Awakening Center was destroyed. I was arrested and kidnapped to Hong Kong. The gleam of water and electricity wrapping the building shone dazzlingly beautiful. “I would have held back more. Hyeon-ji might never have been born.” He wouldn’t have burned with revenge against Diarma, nor would he have had the mana stone implanted in his heart to bring back his brother. Song Taewon plunged toward the swarm of bee-like monsters. I was entrusted to Seonghyunjae’s now-demolished residence of the vanished Sesung Guild. It was comfortable. Riete raged, and the A-Rank tournament began. Watching hot-pink yarn scatter through the Sesung Guild garden made me chuckle at my past self. We cleared the Japanese dungeon, but scenes of hunting SS-rank monsters remained intact. My Yuhyun is truly amazing. Cutting out the Transcendent parts erased almost half, yet so much still happened. “Okay, that’s enough. I’ll roast even in midwinter at this rate?” Sent to the kitchen, spatula in hand, Seonghyunjae grumbled beside me. He wore the robe Gang Soyeong delivered. It was Chuseok, but her hometown was far, so she stayed in the living room. “And I don’t like that pink.” Gyeol—no, don’t look! Director Seonghyunjae skillfully fried jeon with a smile. “People unconsciously choose what they like.” “I chose it to needle you.” “It was my birthday gift...” He pretended to be sad. He wouldn’t be hurt by that, but his expression was so convincing I almost felt sorry for him. “No, I—I put a lot of care into it! Soyeong-ssi, shall I reheat the pancakes?” Quickly changing the subject, Gang Soyeong shouted, “Yes!” Back then was fun. Looking back, it was the busiest holiday of my life. Han Yujin’s face was bright and happy. Though he felt guilt over his own joy, he was happy. Half-willingly kidnapped to China, hosting a breeding facility meeting in Japan. “I have the right to participate.” Han Yujin declared confidently. He attended the Chatterbox party alone. And that brings us here. His hair, which once swayed down to his eyes, was now short. The magic the Chatterbox and the mist once channeled through me spilled back to their source, unable to contain itself any longer. Han Yujin’s existence was more certain than anyone’s—even the Transcendent’s or the King of Harmlessness’s. “There’s only one Han Yujin. As with every being in the world.” Ruga Peya declared. Naturally, it was a life unlike any other. “Congratulations on protecting yourself. And now~” The veil obscuring my memories was lifted. Beyond it... The Chatterbox stood there. Quiet, composed, fully restored to its lost power. The fearsome presence that had briefly vanished pressed down on me, and Ruga Peya leisurely said, “The power used to turn you into me has returned to its owner.” ...Even if I survive, the Chatterbox remains. My limbs are still bound. My spine sent a chill through me. Truly, one obstacle after another.