Chapter 183 - 183. I Will Definitely Come Back

It was a rainy day.

Edward, who had been knocking on the door since morning, came with the news of Jetto's death.

He was looking at the bare-faced Jeto, whose eyes were now closed.

"...I was wondering how to pretend to be sad."

I grumbled a little at Zeppetti, who was staring at Jeto from the side.

"...Yes."

"I know everything, but I feel a little depressed. This is..."

I swallowed the bitterness that was in my mouth.

Jetto was covered with a clean cloth, but at a glance it was full of scars.

You tried desperately

It looked like that.

The problem is that other people don't know that he is alive.

"Still, you're back on time, warrior."

Zepetty, who was crying, whispered softly.

Contrary to her facial expression, it was a calm voice.

"I was able to find what I was looking for right away..."

"If it's what you're looking for... Did you... Find it?"

"Well, I'll have to see that."

I was a little shaken up.

Should I say it is the secret of the Ludwig family?

After learning about Jeto's past, I felt a bit flustered.

'The only being that can break the bondage...'

Don't think about that, but a question that came up belatedly after looking at Zeto's body in a daze.

"By the way, Zeppetti..."

"Yes."

"My brother... What if I don't come back to life until I'm buried?"

From what others were saying, it seemed that the funeral would be held tomorrow.

However, it was because there was no sign of Zeto waking up.

Zeppetti replied in a sullen voice.

"I have to dig."

"The saintess's miracle...?"

"Well... I'm going to have to dig the ground with the saintess."

"Zepetti..."

"...I'm joking. I hope you look a bit gloomy. Shouldn't the saintess at least stroke the tombstone? If it's her, she'll be able to sense the energy of life felt beneath the ground. The ideal time would be at a funeral."

"Will the saintess ever come? Doesn't she officially have no ties?"

Zeppetti gave a firm answer to my question.

"Coming."

"Ummm..."

"Come unconditionally. She will definitely want to see it with her own two eyes."

"Then I'm glad."

Zeppetti's tone and voice strangely build trust.

"By the way, what is Zeto doing right now? Without consciousness... It feels like he's sleeping soundly."

"Well... Maybe you're meeting a god?"

At Petty's answer that followed, she almost laughed at a place where she shouldn't laugh.

I think she was just funny because she was full of energy.

'God...'

Fortunately, she was able to stop with a slight smile, but considering the background of her discussion she found out this time, she didn't think it was that absurd.

***

Afterwards, Ray and Zeppetti checked Jeto's body and quietly left her morgue.

Petty was in tears, and Ray had her head down, not knowing what expression to make.

Even so, Ray's reaction did not seem so strange to others.

It was because those who looked at her thought that her Ray was at an age where it was difficult to know the true meaning of her 'death' because she looked particularly young.

Anyway, the role of Ray and Zeppetti started from now. It was because Jeto had entrusted them with something in advance.

Jeppetti, crying in Edward's arms, quickly checked the reactions of those standing in the hallway.

First was Eisel.

She was the most important person in this situation.

The Eisel that Zeppetti looked at was literally empty.

Occasionally, he peeks at Zepetty and Ray with mixed eyes. Right now, nothing seemed to catch my eye.

On the one hand, Zeppetti was feeling suspicious.

'Zetto-nim clearly told me to stop her from killing herself...'

However, it is because the current Eisel did not seem like a person who would make an extreme choice.

'Has there been a change of heart?'

There was only one thing Jeto had asked for.

If it is judged that Eisel will choose her suicide, she will approach her and spit out her line that Zeto gave her.

To summarize the dialogue, it was this.

How could she give up the life her brother saved so easily?

My brother died because of you, so I want you to live.

It induces guilt and makes it impossible to end life.

It was a bit extreme and offensive, but Zeppetti decided it was enough to prevent her from killing herself.

But even Zeppetti had feelings for him.

This method has no problem preventing her Eisel from killing herself, but it will become an indelible scar on her.

It was one of Jeto's problems that Zepetty had seen so far.

For the best outcome, she had to rule out whatever risk she was taking and making unfettered judgments.

She was my Petty who was thinking of purifying her ways in her own way, but she didn't even have to say that if Aisel was in that state.

'Maybe I had a conversation with Jeto at the end.'

In any case, it looked much better than Jetto had feared.

Well, as far as not choosing to commit suicide.

In fact, Petty had already heard from Jeto what kind of abilities Aisel had.

Regressor.

Eisel was a character with the very unique ability to travel back in time upon her death.

Since she was Je Petty, who had obtained data on 'regressors' in her own way, she knew what kind of mindset the regressors had.

So, if she chooses to commit suicide, it means that she chooses to return... This couldn't be considered very good as it is.

That she shows no sign of choosing her own suicide means...

'...I gave up on Jeto.'

So, Eisel was thoroughly shattered.

Regression, in its simplest form, is an ability with tremendous power. The power to turn back to nothing what happened, everything that existed in the past.

The power to remember and deal with it.

So, even if Zeto died, it was enough to turn it back and start over.

However, there could be confusion about whether the world could truly have meaning, but it had to be seen that making the dead come back to life had tremendous advantages.

But she gave up that advantage.

It made the regressor no longer choose to regress.

'What the hell did Jeto-nim say...'

No matter how much he thought about it, Zeppetti thought that there was no way that Zeto could have died without saying anything.

However, this was a very good situation.

Now that the regressor had given up the enormous advantage of regress, Zeto's resurrection had to be predestined.

In general, when something you gave up on your own comes back in your hands, it feels much more dramatic.

If that happened, Eisel's emotions could have gone to the extreme.

That could be the result of extreme action.

'You could have left it to me.'

Zeppetti, who judged that Zeto had used his hand, thought so.

In the end, the method Zeppetti was informed of was just insurance and preparation in case things didn't go the way Jeto had hoped.

'Did he care for Eisel-sama or me... No, maybe both.'

Zeto tried to carry it alone again.

This was also one of his bad habits.

Zeppetti, who managed to hold back a sigh that almost burst out of tears, looked at the next person.

'Yuri Clementine.'

Yuri, who was squatting next to Eisel, was unable to lift her head with her face buried in her lap.

But there was no anger in his appearance. Yuri seemed to be in control of her emotions.

On the contrary, she is the muddy Kaen seen on the other side.

A man with a swarthy beard, who appeared to be an academy instructor, was stroking her hair as she was quietly wiping away tears.

Jetto's predictions weren't perfect either.

'The Hero said that Yuri's work has already been taken care of, so let's move on...'

Zeppetti, who observed them carefully, determined that there was no particular action to be taken right away.

Contrary to Jetto's concerns, each of them was coping surprisingly well.

'If there's one thing I'm stuck with...'

What will happen after this

Rather, it was Zeppetti who was worried about what happened after Zeto was revived.

Around the time Zeppetti's thoughts were finalized.

Eisel approached Edward, who was taking Zepetty and Ray.

"...Instructor, what will become of these children now...?"

Even in the midst of her mind, she continued to be Eisel, who was stepped on by Zeto's younger sisters.

As if this was the case with others, the attention of those in the hallway was focused.

Soon Edward opens his mouth.

"Now... Because I don't have a guardian. I think it's an issue that needs to be discussed further."

"...Then why don't I take care of these kids until then?"

"I... I... Want to help."

Following Eisel's voice, Yuri wiped her tears and pulled her up.

"..."

Soon Kaen came over and nodded lightly to join them.

"...Well, if the children's own will is fine... I don't think that's too much of a problem."

Edward answered and looked at Geppetti, who was weeping, and Ray, who was holding on to Edward's crotch.

Immediately, Eisel bent her waist and met their eyes.

"...How about it? Would you like to stay with the older sisters for a while...?"

Aizel smiles with an effort.

"..."

Petty stopped her crying before she knew it and nodded her head while wiping her eyes.

It was because I thought it would be easier to deal with them if I was with them in case an accident broke out.

Well, even if it wasn't like that... There was no need to reject their good hearts.

***

Did they say that sadness can be lessened the more you share it?

Aisel, Ray, Zeppetti, Yuri, and Kaen end up living together in Aisel's room for a while.

Although they were busy preparing for the funeral that was to be held soon, everyone was able to return home at night.

If it wasn't for Zeto's sisters, each of them would have had to swallow their sorrows alone, but they couldn't just let Ray and Zeppetti pass by.

We didn't talk much, but we were definitely comforted by each other.

After all, I was in the same situation.

We were able to understand and empathize with each other.

So, it didn't take much conversation.

It was late at night when the room was dark.

Petty fell asleep from crying, and Ray fell asleep hugging her doll without revealing much of her feelings.

Meanwhile, others were having trouble falling asleep.

I went through something so shocking... It was because when I went to sleep now, I couldn't erase the thought that Jeto would appear in my dreams for some reason.

Unlike the Zeto that I saw during the day who didn't even have the slightest hint of warmth... I knew that the Zeto that would appear in my dreams would be waiting for me with a kind smile.

I don't think I'll be able to wake up from such a sweet dream.

They couldn't sleep

Soon, in the silence of the room, a young voice suddenly reaches their ears.

"...Because I'll be back..."

The women in her room naturally listened to Ray's voice that came out of nowhere.

Lay, who fell asleep cuddling her doll, struggled and drool-talked about her.

"Brother... Will definitely come back..."

However, the contents made their hearts ache.

She was Ray, who hadn't spoken all day.

Being young, she didn't understand the meaning of death, so she assumed it was that way.

But that wasn't it.

She believed Jetto would return... Ray didn't cry.

But they knew.

That Zeto is not coming back.

"..."

Eisel struggled to turn her head to look out of her window.

"I'm sorry..."

Yuri was tormented by a harsh reality that would be difficult for her to accept as a child.

"..."

Kaen hoped for her miracle.

Please make that poor child's wish come true.

She longed for such an outrageous miracle of hers.

Eisel, who was finally crying, opened her mouth.

"The rain... Won't stop..."

Along with the sad sound of rain hitting the window like that, the quiet cries of the three women filled the room.

***

After a close battle with Murka, I managed to make friends with him...

...I opened my eyes.

He was clearly losing consciousness.

Nothing was visible

But what is this?

Wasn't she talking to Eisel just a moment ago? Then, suddenly, my eyes opened.

However, nothing was visible even now. All around was filled with pitch black darkness.

"...Ugh."

What was even more bizarre was that he was able to stand up normally.

'The left arm...'

The severed left arm was also intact.

I no longer felt the excruciating pain that felt like my limbs were being torn apart.

I groped my stomach.

There are no holes.

Only then did I realize

I'm dead

There was only that.

Reaching a very simple conclusion, I narrowed my eyes and grasped the situation.

'Then where are you? Afterlife...?'

Is it hell or heaven?

Either way it doesn't matter much, though.

Then, like a habit, I fumbled around my eyes.

It was a daily act that I did every time I woke up or woke up from sleep.

But there was no 'bandage'.

I couldn't touch the bandages that always covered my eyes.

Why?

A couple of questions arose.

That moment when I was thinking stupid thoughts about the afterlife like this.

ㅡKeying!!

A ray of light radiated towards me in the endless darkness.

The pure white light was so dazzling that I had to put my hand up to cover my eyes.

At the same time, light was emitted, and things that were not visible in the darkness began to be seen.

Countless unidentifiable hands protruding from the black floor were slithering around me.

Not only the floor, but also the walls and ceiling, the hands that stretched out seemed to be trying to grab me.

'This energy...'

However, because the energy he felt was familiar to him, he did not avoid it.

[ ...My child, come here. ]

Suddenly, a voice resounded in my head.

The sweet voice was that of a woman, but not that of an acquaintance.

Besides, despite the voices echoing in my head, I naturally knew which direction to go.

It was where the light radiated.

The owner of this voice is there.

I just had that intuition.

"Hmm..."

A strange phenomenon that happened in succession.

I immediately cleared my head, wondering if there was any point in asking further questions.

I walked towards the light, avoiding the grips that were trying to grab my ankle.

I felt like I should have a conversation with 'her' who was waiting for me on the other side.