Yun immediately left the school, silently admitting his inability to hide his identity. Otherwise, there was even the possibility that the media and reporters would come, no, in fact, when he was leaving the school, the reporters raided the school.
Yun came home and collapsed on the sofa.
He sighed and admitted that he couldn't live the quiet and ordinary college student life.
While it is an unshakable fact that he is now as famous as a world star, it has become an impossible event for him to return to university.
At the same time Nanren came to his house. In the meantime, one was missing that he did not move into his own house. Yun didn't say anything as he was used to this and didn't feel uncomfortable. Nanren acted with this awareness.
"What is the problem?"
When there was a knock on the door, Nanren stood in front of her as Yun stepped aside to open the door and let her in.
She looked at him with worry and nervousness.
Oh, he must have seen her reddened eyes, Yun thought.
"Nothing"
Nanren nervously raised his hand, but did not touch it.
"Are you okay?"
Knowing that the matter would not be simple that would make Yun cry, he asked nervously. Did something happen ?
"Fine-" He paused and replied with a sincere smile, "No"
Nanren followed behind as Yun closed the door and walked in.
"What is the problem?"
Yun walked into the kitchen and answered while opening the cupboard.
"I just felt overwhelmed"
"It's okay. As a matter of fact, peace caught me suddenly"
He took the milk out of the cupboard, ripped off the small straw bag and inserted the straw. He handed it to Nanren first.
Nanren shook her head and shrugged, biting into the straw, and shutting the cabinet.
He walked into the living room, and Yun likewise spread out comfortably on the sofa. Nanren sat across from him and started another conversation.
"I actually came here after seeing the media"
Yun sipped cold milk, following the news.
He frowned slightly as the aroma of banana permeated his taste buds.
"I think from now on my dreams of going to university have been crushed"
Frowning, he began to consider the matter of fate. It seemed that some things were causing a setback, even if it was really difficult.
"OK what will you do?" Nanren asked, resting his head in his palm.
Yun turned her gaze towards him and stood in silence for a while. He looked at the milk in his hand and frowned slightly, fidgeting with the straw.
"I honestly don't know"
"Ah"
He looked at Nanren again.
"I was going to ask you something"
Nanren frowned, waiting for his question.
"Can you tell me about the entertainment industry? I'm interested in trying this path."
"Hmm" Nanren lowered his gaze thoughtfully. Yun silently stared at her focused image as she tried to collect her sentences.
"Nanren-"
Nanren reflexively raised her head, Yu's eyes darkened.
"Joyful,"
You're a wolf in a fluffy white bunny skin.
People will look at her silly and honest look and subconsciously feel comfortable. The end result is that everyone keeps their defenses loose while feeling an advantage over their inferiors.
The person in front of him is not the boy who once fell in love in high school.
He's clearly an adult. It's like a group of people who have seen black and white, know good and bad, and only wear labels based on interests...
Nanren in fiction is someone with this memory. How could he be a normal person now?
The man in front of him has experienced emotional imbalances that terrorized the whole world, obviously depressed... and he's still an actor.
'Teach me too Nanren, I really have a lot to learn from you in acting.' He thought. He had a slight smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Seeing the expression on Nanren Yun's face, she visibly faded. Really... Was that a role too? Approaching someone with the thought that they like you, obviously, there was no good shield from that.
He spoke with a heavy voice after yelling his thin lips. "My feelings for you are completely pure"
A mocking voice was heard.
"How do you expect him to believe that? Huh, bad fiction?"
Shura chuckled as she sat by the window. He squinted his sly eyes and acted like a translator who cast his thoughts out.
"The world we live in is a virtual reality. It's nothing more than that, huh"
He licked his lips. "What do you think?"
Even if the girl named Samara, ignorant of the reality, voluntarily touched the Universe of the Dead and told her father about it, her father did not believe it. How could a girl like that play with it like a toy? This impossible phenomenon has happened. so how did samara achieve this? Wouldn't it encrypt something so important? Wouldn't it be protected?
Clearly someone had the power to carry out his deeds, and while doing what he wanted to do, he gave strength to Samara and used it as his shield. I'm afraid not even Samara was aware of this, and this reality that she just wanted to go in and try out of curiosity and pretending to be a game… such a simple-minded girl would never have thought of it. How could something so important fall into the hands of someone like you so easily? She used her father's position to satisfy her vanity, and such a stupid girl was easily manipulated by others.
A mess in the Universe of the Dead. It was clearly not tightly controlled, and would have been scrutinized if it did. But if the goal was obviously not strict discipline, but rigorous karma... so they could hide themselves under this mess while someone was 'resisting'.
While this may seem like the independence of the Universe of the Dead has resulted in a victory... nothing is as it seems in absolute sight.
Even when he took Nanren to the real world that day and met with Evan and Lizz, he knew when his eyes showed his confused, confused look as opposed to the slightest surprise and interest. Nanren was no stranger here.
Marshals Lizz and Evan refused to come here. Not just to prevent ostensibly human extinction, but to protect their relatives in the Universe of the Dead. Of course, the first goal would be primarily for the balance of power.
If someone can go back and forth between the two universes and have various deeds... It could be control of the Universe of the Dead, no, duplication, acquisition of knowledge or something else...
This great library where all people's information is stored... all these consciousnesses and everything could be used. Or... something you're looking for can be found...
"Haha" a gentle throaty laugh. Nanren lowered his gaze. Instead of feeling hurt, she couldn't control the curvature of her lips rising. His eyes seemed to be soaked with tenderness and brought a touch of pride.
Yun trusted him.
If trust didn't exist, he'd choose to destroy it instead of questioning it here.
Or… with him, he was trying to lure the enemy behind him into the net with the game of distrust.
Whatever happens...
The yellow-green eyes are like a sweet poison, although there is a seductive sense of danger. No matter what "this is the person I love".
He bent his head and whispered softly. " What do you want to know ?"
Nanren's heart itches and he knows the insecurity of the person in front of him. This does not upset him, on the contrary, it creates a strange trace of contentment. It turns out that he paid attention enough to get her attention. Yun did not ignore him, paying special attention to him.
But moreover, the more alert this person is to him, the more proud he feels. He wants to declare, this is the winter he loves, and despite this, while this person shows his weakness in front of him, he relaxes himself and turns it into an opportunity to release the defense shield of the other person.
Yun really cried. He was really fed up. But knowing that she would come here, he did not hesitate to use the situation to test her.
His eyes darkened. What to do? He felt that he loved this person more and more.
Yun did not answer his question. Maybe he didn't trust his words.
He sighed softly.
"It was real," he muttered in an unjust tone. "I don't know anything. I just guessed. And before I regained my memory, every emotion I experienced was real." He lifted his head and revealed his red eyes.
At that moment, Yun was stunned by this man's charm. and vaguely remembered that the man had incubus blood.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" When Yun directly asked, Nanren coughed, lowering her head as if embarrassed.
"Don't avoid my question and explain, Nanren, friend or foe?"
And of course, Yun asked directly, not liking the stretch.
Although he knows the answer. The answer he wanted was proof, not saying he was friend or foe.
So the main question was.
- What do you know?
What do you know, Nanren?
I fear the real danger was not past, and the enemies waited in the dark, watching their prey.
I saw an ominous smile spread across Nanren's lips, the kind that would make him straighten their backs. His eyes were dim and dark. The soft voice was heard faintly, as if singing a lullaby.
"You don't have to think about it. I've already eliminated them"
-To be continued-