The Tears of the Original Heroine
The sight of Baek Hyeong-won and Kim Yu-jeong pleading with their eldest son to die for the sake of their second son was heartbreaking.
Even though I had already heard the story, the shock of seeing it directly in video was incomparable to simply hearing the explanation.
The image of Baek Hyeong-won and Kim Yu-jeong treating Baek Seo-jun as something to be sacrificed for Baek Seo-jin, and Baek Seo-jun mentioning the discrimination he had endured, appeared.
Seeing the villains even smirking at that sight made me think they must have suffered extremely cruel discrimination.
Furthermore, the following video showed him being dragged away by the villains and the horrors he endured.
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The image of young Baek Seo-jun screaming in agony, his body torn internally while in a forced state of mental stability, feeling pain like being burned alive, with tears streaming from Seomun Ye-jin's eyes.
But she didn't stop the video because she couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Instead, she concentrated hard, memorizing every single scene as if she wanted to remember it all.
After Seomun Ye-jin watched the entire video, including his being thrown into the crack, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the TV screen even after the video ended.
"Isn't it a rather unpleasant sight for you to see, miss?"
At Baek Seo-jun's words, Seomun Ye-jin couldn't immediately respond. She just turned her body toward him sitting beside her and lowered her head.
"Excuse me, Seo-jun."
"Why, miss?"
"Could you move the snake wrapped around your shoulder for a moment?"
"Understood. Lamia, step aside for a bit."
Lamia, the black snake wrapped around Baek Seo-jun's shoulder, understood and slid down.
And then Seomun Ye-jin embraced Baek Seo-jun's neck tightly.
"Miss?"
"Hic! Hwaaaaaang!"
Then she burst into loud sobs.
Baek Seo-jun was slightly taken aback by Seomun Ye-jin's sudden action of hugging him and crying, but he didn't try to pull her away.
Instead, he hugged her back.
"If a pretty young lady like you hugs me, um... I can't hold back either?"
Baek Seo-jun even said it in a teasing tone and lightly patted her back.
"Hic! Sniff!"
Seomun Ye-jin calmed down instead from Baek Seo-jun's touch.
To her, who was sensitive, the tragedy Baek Seo-jun had endured looked extremely sad.
"It must have been... very difficult?"
"It was really tough. It was a horrible feeling."
At Baek Seo-jun's words, Seomun Ye-jin thought she couldn't even imagine the pain and suffering he had gone through.
"What I can do... I'll help with anything."
The Baek Seo-jun who had been dragged away by villains and experienced hell was saved by someone. But compared to the hell he had experienced, the one who saved him had no hell of his own, and Baek Seo-jun had to survive hell on his own.
The fact that he was saved from hell but had to survive hell himself made her emotions even more intense.
"Anything is not something to say lightly."
"Huh?"
Baek Seo-jun gently stroked her indigo-colored light purple hair and said.
"Miss, if I tell you what I want, you might be surprised and fall backward?"
"Pi~ What is it?"
Seomun Ye-jin, whose tears had somewhat calmed, answered in a lighter tone to Baek Seo-jun's teasing remark.
"If I summarize the current situation, you'll understand. The pretty young lady is clinging to my side, snuggling in my arms and sobbing loudly? And I'm holding the young lady in my arms, being stimulated by the young lady's scent, and being in close contact with her... um, in this situation, what thoughts come to mind?"
"Ah..."
Seomun Ye-jin's mind briefly froze.
Then, her awareness of her current state came belatedly.
"Miss?"
Baek Seo-jun called out to her, but she couldn't answer.
'Embarrassed.'
She wanted to faint because she was too embarrassed.
But in that situation, she remained quietly in Baek Seo-jun's arms.
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'This is troublesome.'
The heroine of the original novel, Seomun Ye-jin.
Since there was no reason not to save her, I saved her.
And showing her the things I had gone through was to prevent her from getting close to Baek Seo-jin with her heart.
'Just thinking about it makes me feel extremely disgusted.'
The thought of Baek Seo-jin touching Seomun Ye-jin was extremely unpleasant.
'I want to enjoy this touch alone.'
The feel of Seomun Ye-jin's well-developed body in my arms was felt. The softness of her skin, the sweet scent emanating from her, was extremely stimulating to me.
To be honest, since my body wasn't a eunuch, my mouth was watering from physical reaction.
But even so, I wanted this relationship with this innocent young lady to continue.
The sight of this young lady stopping with a red face after crying with genuine sympathy for the pain I had endured and empathizing with my words was incredibly cute.
'It's been a long time since I've felt a person's body heat.'
In this life, this was the first time I had hugged someone like this.
Especially Seomun Ye-jin, who was only fifteen yet already had a dazzling beauty that made her a target for villains to kidnap and sell as slaves.
Right now, holding her in my arms, I couldn't help but think of various things.
'By the way, Kim Yu-jeong, that woman, has never hugged me either.'
When I was a baby, did she even breastfeed me directly, or did she call someone to hand me over?
I thought she was capable of starving me to death.
Kim Yu-jeong was indeed a great beauty, being the protagonist's mother.
'Still, this young lady is much prettier.'
Not just her body, but her heart too.
"Um, um... how much longer are we going to stay like this?"
Seomun Ye-jin, who was still in my arms, asked in a trembling voice with a stammering tone.
"I don't know."
"Huh?"
"The feeling of being held by the young lady is too good, so I don't want to let go, I don't know when I'll let go."
"Hey, hey~!"
Seomun Ye-jin, whose face was bright red, protested by lightly clenching her fist and hitting my back.
At her cute appearance, I smiled and let her go.
"Ah, really~ It's embarrassing..."
To Seomun Ye-jin, who glared at me as if annoyed, I said with a chuckle.
"Sorry, sorry. This is the first time I've hugged someone in their arms since I was born. Especially imagining a pretty woman like you hugging me was difficult."
"Ah..."
At those words, sympathy came back to me, and it seemed she was empathizing.
"Um, um, perhaps you don't want to go out to buy some things?"
"Outside?"
"Yes, yes! Outside! If I just change my appearance a little, I can issue an ID with a pseudonym! The old North Korean region... there are still people who come out without proper ID checks sometimes."
"Pseudonym ID issuance..."
"What's so good about a pseudonym?"
I was slightly pondering that when I lightly raised my power.
Seomun Ye-jin's perceived appearance was my original appearance, but to others, it would appear as a man with a different appearance from black hair and black eyes.
"What did you do?"
I didn't hide the fact that I was gathering my strength, so she felt it directly, but in her eyes, I still looked the same, so she didn't realize what I was doing.
"I made it so that others see it differently."
"Huh? But it's the same?"
At my words, Seomun Ye-jin looked me up and down and tilted her head. For her, it was impossible to find any difference.
"That's right. I made it so that it looks the same to the young lady's eyes."
With those words, I stood up from my seat. Then Seomun Ye-jin also stood up, and I naturally focused my gaze on Seomun Ye-jin's appearance.
Her figure in simple dolphin pants and a thin t-shirt, as if she was just wearing them at home, looked a bit vulnerable.
"What does it look like to other people?"
To her, who approached me without any caution and asked, instead of answering, I showed her how my appearance appeared to other people.
"This is how it looks."
"Oh my! If it's like this, other people really won't be able to recognize me!"
"That's right."
And then I turned it back so that Seomun Ye-jin saw my original appearance again and said to her.
"I have one pseudonym in mind."
"A pseudonym?"
"Kim Ho-jun would be appropriate, right?"
It was a pseudonym that mixed my name from the previous life and the current life.
"Kim Ho-jun... it's not bad as a pseudonym."
Seomun Ye-jin smiled when she heard my pseudonym, but the problem was that her face was full of tear stains.
The sight of her face covered in tears, as if she had cried a lot earlier, made me take out a handkerchief from my subspace and approach her to wipe the tear stains on her cheek.
"Eh?"
Since we were going out together, I couldn't go out with a face drenched in tears.
'No, that's not it.'
Anyway, I was going to change clothes, so she would have wiped it herself.
It was just that the person who cried for me this time was the first in this life, so it felt strange.