Episode 383
Episode 383. Who are you (2)
A moment of silence.
Within.
“Sister. What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
A clear and vibrant voice echoes throughout the pitch-black space.
Is there an answer you don’t like?
-Look at this guy?
A single eye floating in the air.
-I don’t have an older brother. Why are you suddenly cosplaying as a child?
The Philosopher’s Stone’s eyes narrow.
-Or, do you really not understand?
The voice too.
-Because you’ve become a completely different being?
It has become even sharper.
With a pitch-black space.
The sight of the one-eyed man with the sharp blade was quite heartbreaking even for an adult.
The actual target is a small, white child.
“Phuhut!”
He covered my mouth.
at last.
“Ah, ahahaha!”
It was just enough to elicit quite a bit of laughter.
Is that sight terribly unpleasant?
-Look at this? Are you laughing in front of your sister right now?
The eyes of the Philosopher’s Stone become even more ferocious.
To him.
“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to make fun of you.”
Siyeon wipes away the tears that have formed in her eyes and stops smiling.
“It’s just… … It’s just so random, but I guess it’s because I had this feeling that it could happen?”
Is it because of the childish speech?
Unlike before.
“I didn’t think even my sister would recognize me.”
Siyeon gave off a very mature vibe.
Does that sound familiar?
-I didn’t even know… … .
The sharp edge has somewhat subsided.
Instead, the philosopher’s stone begins to lose itself in thought.
But that only lasts for a moment.
-This is it! You’re just criticizing me in the end!
The Philosopher’s Stone, having reached a conclusion to its thoughts, looked at Shiyeon again.
“Hey! No. Sister, why would I criticize you?”
Demonstration of playful hand waving.
Ah, warm.
He snapped his fingers in front of me.
OK.
Wheeeeeek!
The pitch-black clouds that had formed a field gathered at a rapid pace.
It was designed with chairs and tables the size of a child.
The surrounding pitch-black landscape as well.
Sasa sak!
It started to change at a rapid pace.
It doesn’t fit the cute children’s table and chairs I mentioned earlier.
Giggle.
It’s a bit rusty.
It looks like all kinds of scrap metal, parts, pipes, etc. have been glued together.
But if you look closely, you’ll find that the interior is full of practicality.
For the child.
It was an interior that was not at all suitable for a young girl.
“Come on~. Let’s lighten the mood a bit.”
Actually, Siyeon glanced around the interior with a very bright smile.
and.
“I’m saying that I didn’t laugh to make fun of you, unnie.”
In the following words of the demonstration:
-… … .
As if trying to figure out the truth.
The philosopher’s stone that silently gazes at the demonstration.
Within.
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-Okay, okay.
Should I decide to believe my brother’s sincerity?
-Seeing the sincerity that went into creating this charming environment… …I’ll trust you this once.
Talk.
On the cute table.
The philosopher’s stone, which holds my one-eyed eye in a flask holder.
-If you are not the real demonstration… … .
She glanced around the interior of the shack that Shiyeon had created.
-Because there’s no way I could recreate my brother’s hometown in his heart this well.
He nodded with satisfied eyes.
one.
Are you not satisfied with your sister’s answer?
“well?”
Siyeon, who was pouring tea into a cute cup, blinked.
The philosopher’s stone saw this.
-Well, oh my! Did you really expect to hear that you were perfect?
I left that little brother out for a moment.
– Little sister. If you wanted to hear from this older sister that you are perfect… … .
I looked at the wall to the right of Siyeon.
-It should have been like this.
OK.
Whack!
One side of the shack where Siyeon had been practicing collapses.
And then a pitch-black world like before invades.
The Philosopher’s Stone’s single eye blinked once towards that place.
Sasa sasa sak!!
The demonstration started to change more quickly than before.
It was a desolate and bleak setting, just the right fit for a shack like this.
The outside is filled with junk cars and scrap metal.
Up to the sky filled with dark clouds like smoke.
The philosopher’s stone that looked upon that dark and desolate world with satisfaction.
-Isn’t that so?
I glanced at my younger brother.
Siyeon looked at this with her mouth slightly open.
“… … Ha, as expected, you’re my sister.”
He let out a snicker.
“I never thought I would materialize the entire imaginary world… … I lost.”
He now waved his two grown hands playfully.
On my brother’s intention to surrender.
-Haha, that’s right.
The philosopher’s stone with a triumphant smile.
Within.
-By the way, what happened to you?
The philosopher’s stone, which instantly became serious as it erased its smile.
-I knew you shared my brother’s abilities, but… …the seven sins?
I asked why Siyeon had been called here.
“That’s what I mean… … .”
The moment Siyeon opens her mouth.
thud!
A heavy vibration and sound is heard.
Outside the broken wall.
thud!
A huge mass made of scrap metal was walking.
Otherwise.
That extreme.
Siyeon was silently looking at the thing called the golem.
“Yeah, that must have been my original appearance… … .”
But she still had a smile on her face.
“I can’t feel the appearance, the emotions, or even the love of my father… … .”
He muttered with dry eyes.
-Siyeon… … .
The Philosopher’s Stone simply looked at his younger brother with a complicated gaze.
Just for a little while.
-for a moment.
The Philosopher’s Stone’s eyes rapidly dilate.
The reason was simple.
The scrap metal golem that just passed by.
The golem that Shimun had created in his previous life was called ‘my original form’.
-Siyeon, you really… … .
In other words.
-Do you know everything about your brother’s past life?
Doesn’t that mean you know everything about Shimun’s past life?
just as expected.
“Well, that’s what happened.”
Siyeon shows a weak smile.
The Philosopher’s Stone did not ask how it knew that.
At the point where Siyeon admitted it like that.
-Right.
I can guess what it is.
-The sin of lust. After using that power.
Isn’t there one perfect answer?
“To be exact, it was when my father came into contact with the instrument of lust.”
A demonstration of personally correcting my sister’s words.
“The cradle of pleasure. From the moment my father encountered the sin of lust, he contacted me.”
-They contacted you?
To the question of the philosopher’s stone.
“huh.”
Siyeon nodded nonchalantly.
“Asmodeus, the demon of lust. He entered me. He said, ‘You’re next.’”
The following content was not like that.
-What, what did you say?!
The philosopher’s stone that brings about great wonder.
It was natural.
Asmodeus.
One of the 72 Demon Kings of the Demon World.
Wasn’t he the master of the sin of lust among the seven demons who have now disappeared?
As much as it shook up all the divine realms.
It was a dangerous existence that was difficult to describe.
-Hey! The Seven Demons of the Front Line have made contact! Why haven’t you said anything until now!
The philosopher’s stone, of course.
You didn’t even know the poem until now?
But unlike the excited philosopher’s stone.
“Calm down, sis.”
Siyeon was overly calm.
The reason was simple.
“It was a horse that was completely destroyed, it wasn’t dangerous at all. What should I say? The source was gone, and it was just a remnant, a sort of echo.”
Even in the words of such a demonstration.
-No, no matter what… … .
The philosopher’s stone could hardly calm the startled heart.
“Even though he’s just a loser, he said he’d help me out. There’s no need for me to refuse, right? Anyway.”
Siyeon was quietly watching her older sister like that.
“So, I have something to ask you, sister.”
I asked a question out of the blue.
“Why did you do that?”
It was a question that was completely cut off.
Did you somehow understand?
-… … .
The philosopher’s stone said nothing.
Siyeon took a sip of tea, which did not match her appearance as a child.
“As I just said, even though it was just dregs, I absorbed all the lust of the previous generation. So you saw it?”
Click.
He put down the teacup with an elegant movement.
“Solomon. About the one Lucifer is so desperate to find.”
In that regard.
-you…….
The philosopher’s stone that trembles in the body.
Siyeon was quietly watching her older sister like that.
“I know you called me because you had doubts about me. But… … .”
He gently supported his chin with one hand.
“I came to see you with the same feeling. Well, I guess it means we are sisters.”
He looks like a child who isn’t even 10 years old.
“Anyway, I really want to trust you, sister. So I’ll ask you straight out.”
How.
“What on earth did you do with your ex-boyfriend… … .”
More sensual than any other goddess in history.
“A homunculus made from nothing more than a dummy, how did it end up like that?”
He stabbed with a voice sharper than any famous sword.
The philosopher’s stone is like a sympathy stone.
-… … .
He closed his one eye tightly.
Within.
-Well… Solomon wasn’t created for the purpose of being a dummy.
The philosopher’s stone, which is difficult to open.
To him.
“The dummy isn’t the goal?”
Siyeon’s eyebrows furrow.
That would be the case.
“Strange? From the memories of the lust I gained.”
The dregs of the previous demon of lust.
Although it is not perfect.
According to the memories I had there.
“Isn’t there an image of Solomon looking in the mirror and muttering to himself, ‘I’m a dummy, I’m a consumable?’”
Didn’t Solomon himself call himself a dummy?
-… … Did he do that?
“Oh. It must have been quite a shock, because I still remember it clearly. So Jeondae Lust comforted him.”
But.
“You don’t even know that it will be the cause of your own destruction. Anyway, if the dummy isn’t the purpose, then what is it?”
It’s not a dummy?
one.
I hope I didn’t misspeak.
-That child is our… … .
The Philosopher’s Stone moved its lips for a moment, but that was it.
Eventually, I turned back to silence.
“Why can’t you speak?”
Demonstration of eyebrow-twitching in annoyance.
“In the first place, if a homunculus were to become a constellation and a companion of Lucifer. From the materials to the process of connection. At a reasonable level… … .”
The end of Siyeon’s words, which had been continuing one after another, becomes blurred.
and.
“……for a moment.”
A question that arises at the end of silence.
no.
Should I call this a hollow laugh?
The demonstration that it was done was beyond absurd.
“Sister, you can’t believe it, right?”
I looked at the philosopher’s stone with eyes full of distrust.
“You wouldn’t say something crazy like, say, putting the power or factor of the Primordial God into the Homunculus… right?”
This demonstration keeps asking questions.
-… … .
The Philosopher’s Stone closed its eyes without saying a word.
To him.
“Sister, are you crazy?!”
A demonstration that immediately turns ferocious.
“Why on earth! Why is that happening? Could it be that it has something to do with why my sister ended up like this? Really?!”
The philosopher’s stone.
-stop.
Quietly.
But he let out a voice that was clearly audible.
Was it impossible to stop the heated demonstration?
“Stop it!”
Rather than Shiyeon’s momentum fading away,
“Do you think I’m joking?!”
Swaaaah!
A pinkish aura.
He spewed out the sound of his lustful instrument and got up from his seat.
“Tell me a convincing reason right now! Or else, even if you’re my sister… … .”
My younger brother’s attitude was like he was going to hit me at any moment.
-No way!!
The anger that had been held back burst out.
The Earth of a previous life was devastated.
The desolate land here that reproduced it all at once.
Kwarrrrrrrrrr!!
It blew up.
* * *
Charrung.
A man with distinct facial features and a refreshing voice.
A poem appears.
Dalgrak.
That extreme.
The familiar sounds of mechanical arms and golems at work.
“Guys, come out.”
Shimun entered the lab and looked around.
“dad!”
Just one person.
A boy of about 8 years old who resembles himself exactly as he was when he was young.
“Sijun.”
Sijun came closer.
“dad!”
puck!
It hit Shimun in the stomach.
one.
“Heehee! It’s Daddy! Daddy!”
Sijun soon rubs his face in her arms.
“Yeah, yeah, our Sijun. Are you having fun?”
Shimun hugged Sijun and looked into his eyes.
Could it be that the divinity of a constellation of the level of a god has entered?
“Yes! My sisters told me not to stop it, so I was managing it.”
Sijun speaks confidently even though he looks like a little child.
But, in her unique innocence and cuteness, she naturally exudes.
“Really? Because of you, Sijun has a hard time!”
Shimun eventually had no choice but to rub his cheek against that soft cheek.
I wonder if you don’t hate it.
“Hehehe!”
Sijun, who sheds his dignity and bursts into a bright smile.
at that time.
“Ugh.”
Shimun’s body flinched as he looked at his son with pleasure.
of course.
“dad?”
Si-jun, who was in Shi-moon’s arms, immediately caught the change in his father, but that was all.
“Oh, it’s okay. I just had a little hiccup.”
He quickly smiled and reassured his son.
Get out of my arms right away.
“You’re probably tired. Whether it’s at the arena or at work, you’ve hardly ever had a break.”
At the sight of Sijun becoming dignified again.
“Okay, thanks for worrying. Dad will take care of it.”
Shimun ruffled her son’s hair with a warm smile.
Within.
A poem that glanced at my chest.
The reason was simple.
‘What? Hyuna just vibrated a little bit.’
but.
‘Hyun-ah? Hyun-ah?’
No matter how much you call the philosopher’s stone.
Because the guy remained silent.
Shimun blinked and contemplated the philosopher’s stone for a moment.
‘There’s nothing wrong with the main body itself. I’ll have to ask when I come back later.’
Shimun shrugged and headed towards the workbench that Shijun was managing alone.
To be exact.
I was trying to head towards it.
Ta-da-dak.
Until urgent footsteps were heard outside the door.
And then.
Bam!
Without even the usual knocking.
“Mr. Shimun! We’re in big trouble!”
Park Jin-wook bursts into the lab.
“Mr. Jinwook? What… … .”
Before Shimun could even utter his questions.
“Oh, there was a terrorist attack in the black market!”
Completely unexpected news arrived.
