Heaven: Mountains of Unfulfilled Desires Find Rest... Isn't Heaven a Successful Life?
A life stacked with mountains of unachieved desires. Finding rest... But isn't heaven proof of a successful life? There are plenty of people who'd do anything just to get there.
Of course, I'm not actually dead. Once my business here in heaven is done, I'll head back down to earth.
Now, I'm wandering around like a tourist, taking it all in. Coming to heaven is a novel experience, after all.
"Huaaaah... I'm so glad Chanyoung-ssi is quick on the uptake... This is the first time I've ever thought that... Really, really, really glad..."
"What? Was that a close call? Chanyoung handled it well. Thanks for that."
So, speaking as someone who's come to heaven in person, it's not all that impressive. I'll describe heaven in one simple line, since there's something far more important to talk about.
"Wait, but if you think about it, wasn't this whole mess caused by Chanyoung-ssi's quick wits in the first place...? Uuugh..."
"I shouldn't have given you a reason to notice in the first place... Sorry. Yeah, this one's on me..."
"A... no! Sunbae-nim! Sunbae-nim did nothing wrong! It's all my fault for being so useless..."
Heaven. Rainbows floating by, clouds drifting along, massive buildings, and winged (male) angels buzzing around like flies. End of story.
So what's the important part? Obviously, the women.
Let's take a look at the beauty standing right in the heart of my type.
First off, the long golden hair cascading down to her waist. Long hair tends to split at the ends, lose its luster, and look damaged—that's why short-haired women often seem so vibrant. But this silky mane was different. Each strand flowed smoothly without tangling, alive with vitality. If you ran your fingers through it and let go, your palm would probably smell like flowers. An overwhelming visual that truly made you feel she wasn't human—a genuine angel.
Her skin was pale. No, "pale" doesn't do it justice. It was like gazing at a crystal-clear stream teeming with crayfish—pure, flawless. As if stress and skin troubles belonged to another world, another dimension entirely.
Peeking through the daringly low-cut top was a pair of breasts... According to my vast database, those were D-cups. Firm and full. Even without a bra to shape them, they held a perfect form I'd never seen before. How happy would I be to cup them in my unworthy hands? They'd surely have an unbelievable bounce.
Honestly, I believe 80% or more of a woman's facial beauty comes down to her eyes. People say even the ugliest face looks okay if the eyes are pretty, and even the prettiest falls flat if the eyes aren't. So, what about hers? I could wax poetic for over 5,700 characters, but I'll hold back. Just know they were a captivating blue, like the sky itself captured in her gaze.
Golden lashes that stretched long, a cute little nose you wanted to poke with your finger. Her soft cheeks, looking like they'd squish like fresh cream cake if you pinched them, dimpled sweetly when she smiled. I love it when women smile. Especially a beauty like her, drawing a graceful arc with those refined lips—it lifts my mood too.
Not even her limbs' length, thickness, or shape had a single flaw. Every detail was near perfection. I wouldn't bat an eye if someone said, "She's not an angel—she's actually the goddess of beauty."
A golden-haired, blue-eyed stunner straight out of a painting. She was... just... absolutely fucking incredible.
That half-joking request I thought of back on earth? I'm seriously considering it now. Please, switch my handler angel to this one...
"Angel."
"Yes?"
"Grow up to be just like her."
"Hehe! So even Chanyoung-ssi noticed sunbae-nim's greatness? She's my role model too! I'll definitely become an amazing angel just like her!"
"Yeah... You absolutely must."
"Wh... what? Praising me right in front of my face like that is embarrassing..."
She brushes her hair behind her ear, her cheeks flushing just a touch. That revealed the slender line of her neck, hidden until now. Snow-white and delicate. She knows what she's doing! She's totally seducing me, right?!
My eyes are going weird... No, for real—my dick just got hard from that neckline. Shit, if she notices, I'm screwed!
I hunched forward at the waist, trying to hide my erection without making it obvious.
"Baby Angel's told me a lot about you. Said there's this super reliable, smart senior."
Blink, blink! Her eyes fluttered at my words, then curved into a lovely smile.
"Ahahaha! That's hilarious! Chanyoung always starts our chats like that, huh?"
"Always...? You know me?"
"I thought we were meeting for the first time..."
Her knowing my name before I said it wasn't surprising. She'd probably heard about me from Baby Angel's consultations. But it seemed she knew more than that.
No way I'd forget meeting her once. Especially not a gorgeous woman—never forget.
"Gasp! Don't tell me you forgot me? Chanyoung! I'm so disappointed... Sob sob..."
Suddenly, she gasped dramatically, turning her head and pressing her hand to her eyes in mock tears. It was obvious acting—the exaggerated gestures gave it away. Guess Baby Angel's poor acting skills come from her senior too.
...Why is every creaky little movement of hers so damn cute?
Well, cute is cute, but... I had no idea what she wanted. How should I react?
"Uh... um... sorry...?"
"Pfft... Puhaha! Don't take it so awkwardly! I look like the weirdo now!"
Slap! Her small hand pats my shoulder—painlessly.
Phew... Pity. She has world-shaking beauty, but no matching prim demeanor.
From that act and her words, I'd guess... she's a bit of an airhead. A four-dimensional type.
Still fine by me. As a total pushover for beauty, I can overlook quirks for looks like hers. She'd get a pass even if she threatened the fabric of reality.
"Ugh... From that look, if I tease you more, you'll really think I'm nuts... Fine, I'll tell you what you're wondering about!"
What I was wondering? Oh.
"Yeah! You heard from my junior, right? That we turned back time because of you?"
Ah. That's how she knew me.
Before the time reversal, I'd apparently tried everything—SNS harassment, campus politics—to crush that Baek Hamin bastard I'm living as now. And succeeded a few times, triggering reversals.
I don't remember, but Baby Angel retained all pre-reversal memories. Hard to believe her senior didn't.
And for something big enough to rewind time, I'd surely visited heaven at least once as the cause.
So we have met. Past? Future? Before the rewind, anyway.
"Whoa. One hint and you got it all? Well, that's the Chanyoung I know."
"Were we... close in the past?"
"Close? Hmm... What do you think?"
What do I think? No memories, so who knows. But odds are high we were tight. Because she's stunning. I'd have pulled out all the stops to get close.
"No idea? Want a hint...? We were close enough for pranks like this! Here goes!"
Whoosh!
"!!"
By the time I realized, she was in my arms. My short stature made it look more like I was hugging her, but she'd definitely thrown herself at me.
My body froze. Our skin touched—softly. A sweet fragrance enveloped me. In this utterly unexpected moment, my poker face shattered completely.
"Ah..."
She pulled away soon after. I let out an involuntary sigh of regret.
The hug lasted barely over a second, but it hit like a truck. My heart was pounding wildly.
"Ahahaha! What a weird face! Chanyoung's flustered look is so rare—worth rewinding time for this alone!"
"No way... Ugh... Where'd that wise sunbae go? This is why I didn't want Chanyoung-ssi meeting her... Why does sunbae turn into such an airhead around you..."
"I'm just that excited! I act casual with my junior too, you know?"
"She likes you more than her partner of decades—even if it's just a few days by your count! How do you think that makes me feel?!"
"Th-that's not true! I like you both the same!"
"You expect me to believe that...?"
Looks like we were closer than I thought. No platonic friend pulls a stunt like that unless you're really tight.
I rarely lose the upper hand in relationships. But she caught me off guard—thoroughly. And I loved every second.
"Come to think of it, I don't know your name, angel-ssi. Mind if I ask?"
"...Ah! We haven't even introduced ourselves? Wow... Wait... From your perspective, some stranger you don't even know by name hugs you like an old pal? I got too carried away... Ugh..."
"Sunbae-nim just now realizing that...? Sigh..."
Is this really Baby Angel's wise advisor? I figured she was sharp, reading my mind like a book...
"So... embarrassing..."
Hard to believe this head-hugging, squatting mess was the same person.
"Ugh... I'm Anzelli, partner to your handler angel, Chanyoung. Sorry, did I startle you? I was just so thrilled..."
"Nice to meet you, Anzelli-ssi. Looking forward to working with you."
Bow.
"Eh...? Huh? Wha... uh... l-looking forward... to it too..."
She'd welcome casual speech, but I went ultra-formal on purpose. Mild revenge for flustering me.
In her memories, we were chummy enough for banter. Having that one-sided closeness thrown back with distance clearly shocked her.
"Wh-what do I do...? Junior... Last time and the time before, he switched to casual after learning my name... Why not this time...?"
"...Didn't you say it yourself earlier, sunbae-nim? That I'm treating you like a stranger...? Pranks like that from someone I barely know feel burdensome, obviously."
"Right?! Uwaa... I'm doomed... Should I rewind just five minutes?"
"The head angel won't approve a rewind for that!"
"I know... Just kidding..."
Her expressions shifted wildly—fun to watch. Beautiful no matter what face she made.
Time to stop teasing. If she took it too seriously, it might erode the goodwill she had for me.
"Anzelli? Feels more natural like this, right?"
"Ah! Y-yeah, but... no need to force it..."
"I prefer casual anyway."
"...Really?"
Color returned to her dejected face. She wanted to chat, but hesitated after that hug—worried it'd annoy me. Clearly treading carefully.
Fun as it was watching her mind my reactions, I took pity on her fidgeting and spoke first.
"You and Baby Angel are seniors and juniors?"
"Ah! Yup! Master and apprentice, senior and junior, partners... That kind of thing!"
"Guess we'll hear about each other now and then. Looking forward to it."
"Same here—take good care of my junior! She messes up sometimes, but... isn't she cute? Hehe."
Joy lit her face at my overture. She grinned brightly, pinching Baby Angel's chubby cheeks.
Baby Angel didn't seem to hate it—probably their usual affection.
"S-su... sunbaeee...!"
But Baby Angel was invisible to me right now. Anzelli's pure, playful smile was adorably insane.
If I had my phone, I'd swallow my shame and beg to snap a pic of that grin.
"Yeah! Super cute! Adorably so!!"
"See? He likes you, just like I said! Your usual teasing is his twisted way of showing affection. You felt how sincere that 'cute' was, right?"
"Thaaat... doessn't feeel liike whaaat yooou're saaaaying..."
Translation: "Doesn't feel like what you're saying..." Good thing her cheeks garbled it—Anzelli didn't catch on.
Clop clop.
Ah. Not as crucial as bonding with a beauty, but we're heading to the meeting hall under Anzelli's guidance.
She appeared when I first arrived, tense. Assured me no penalties for my stiff expression in the surprise.
So I'm not too worried now. I didn't do anything wrong anyway. Baby Angel went all-out to stop me—my words never escaped. Just a guess; no punishment for that. Especially not in heaven.
Above all...
With someone I can talk to, I was confident I wouldn't get played. If anything, I'd be the one playing her.