ReLife Player Chapter 11

Relife Player 011

[Chapter 008]

[carnation]

My memories of Mother’s Day were hazy.

no, you can say no

Before returning, Eun-ha lost her family at the young age of 6.

You have lost your parents before you can express your gratitude for them.

Five years of losing my family and living like an autistic child. And a life that burned with hatred for monsters until the day he died.

‘I’m sorry to say this, but I’m a little scared of the kid.’

‘What is he thinking about all day? Every time I see it, I only look up at the sky.’

‘Eunha doesn’t seem to get along well with the kids at school.’

‘Mom, he’s in a bad mood. I hate him.’

‘I’m not saying that. The galaxy is a little… It just hurts.’

‘… No matter how much it is, shouldn’t I at least be grateful for raising an old man alone?’

‘Even when I talk to them, they ignore me. He’s just keeping his mouth shut.’

‘My child is a bit like that.’

Grandma didn’t say anything. She cared for him until the day she closed her eyes, even when people around her pointed at him for being reluctant and sometimes saying that he was obviously crazy.

In the meantime, Eunha had never once thanked her grandmother for Parents’ Day.

In elementary school, when Parents’ Day approached, they used to make carnations out of colored paper.

At that time, Eun-ha had no choice but to stare at the red confetti. Because she didn’t know who to fold the paper for.

But he had to make carnations to finish the class. Each time he forced himself to stuff a carnation into his bag.

Eunha did not pass the carnation to her grandmother.

I didn’t know what to say.

I didn’t know what kind of face to hand over.

The moment I handed the carnation to my grandmother, it seemed like something was about to end.

Did grandma know my heart?

Yeah, you couldn’t have known. Because her grandmother saw through anything.

While organizing Eunha’s bag after returning from school, the grandmother did not say that it contained carnations.

However, the old woman hung an ungainly carnation on top of the shoe rack.

next year too. Even in the years to come.

Carnations made as if pushed by something were decorated somewhere in the house.

Was it a letter after that?

In middle school, when Parents’ Day approached, they made me write a letter.

He couldn’t remember what kind of feelings he conveyed to his grandmother.

The reason I couldn’t remember was probably because it wasn’t worth remembering.

The only thing he remembers is tearing up the letter on the way home.

Why was it like that then?

Death made it possible to look back on oneself objectively.

Living a second life, he thought of himself before returning and evaluated himself as a young and ugly coward.

coward.

At that time, he thought that the moment he handed a carnation to his grandmother, he would lose his longing for his family. The moment he handed over the letter, it seemed that his hatred for the monster would be diluted.

Looking back, the carnation and the letter were nothing more than a mere occasion.

It was just an opportunity for the young man to shake off his longing for his family and live a new life, free from obsession with monsters.

So the grandmother must have been waiting for him without saying anything.

May he cast off his anger against the world. He must have been waiting for him to live a life of his own, free from all the shackles that bound him.

However, Eun-ha did not convey any feelings until the day her grandmother passed away. Even though the road to happiness was right in front of her eyes, she dared to choose the road to become unhappy.

What did Grandma think of me until the end?

In the end, did you feel sorry for me for not being able to escape from the death of my family?

I couldn’t tell.

It is said that parents’ hearts are like the sea, but to him, his grandmother was such an existence.

I felt like I knew it vaguely, but I didn’t want to decide my grandmother’s mind.

After facing death just once and being freed from everything, there are two words he can convey.

Sorry for being invalid.

Thank you for raising me.

I regretted the fact that I hadn’t said a single word like this in over 32 years.

I wish my grandma had said it at least once before she was alive.

That was the only thing I could say to my grandmother.

he was an invalid Even if he goes to hell he can’t complain.

So, in this life, definitely-.

“I’m going to fold a thousand!”

“You fool, carnations are counted as bunches!”

“ha….”

—She is folding a carnation.

The children were still making noise today.

☆

May is soon. The time to lose family members was approaching.

In the meantime, there was nothing that Eunha had coped with.

There was a limit to movement with the body of a 6-year-old child.

For example, he begged his mother to run errands alone.

And while he was buying the requested item at the store, he stopped at a public phone and called the Korea Mana Management Organization Mana Management Bureau.

‘hello?’

‘Is it the Mana Management Bureau?’

‘yes. By the way How old are you by any chance?’

‘How old are you? He’s six years old.’

‘ha… , is it so. Yes, what are you calling for? This call is recorded, but if it’s a prank call, it could be a problem.’

‘Because I didn’t call you as a joke.’

‘Yes, I’m sorry. Then tell me.’

‘A large-scale monster will appear in the Han River around the evening of May 4th. There is a Kraken among the monsters that have appeared, causing enormous human casualties… .’

‘… yes. From now on, you can’t call this place. The police man is this guy! I will. Could you hang up?’

‘No, I’m not lying… .’

Eun-ha hesitated to explain over the phone in frustration, but there was no way anyone would believe what the child said.

In the end, only the beeping sound was heard.

Just tell me that I’m regressed?

In a fit of rage, he thought about doing it.

But is there anyone who believes the child’s story as straight as he did when he called the mana management organization?

It was fortunate that I didn’t listen to gossip and wiped my feet and didn’t listen to the sound of growing up.

In the end, the only thing he could do was to save mana in his body in preparation for the worst.

I don’t know how desperate I felt when I couldn’t even reach the tip of the mana accumulated by Eun-ah despite desperately collecting it for six years.

Because he had long buried his bones in the world of players, he knew that hard work could not overcome quality.

However, I couldn’t help but feel frustrated when I personally experienced the fact that my hard work for six years hadn’t helped in the slightest.

In the meantime, time passed day by day.

Kindergarten life was easy.

He spent his days reading alone or sleeping in a corner.

Whenever that happened, Eunhyuk, who was leading the bullying, couldn’t stay still. He often came to visit me and tried to harass me somehow.

to attract. I’m fine.

It wasn’t a galaxy that would die of despair because it was bullied by the snub-nosed kids.

Rather, he ignored the children watching him from a distance.

It wasn’t even that all the kids didn’t come close.

The kids playing in the neighborhood used to call him whenever they wanted to do something.

Even when he said he would not play with me, it was a familiar atmosphere.

And what about the girls?

After that day, the girls couldn’t pretend they didn’t see Eunha, who was left alone.

The girls treated him kindly, as if Minji was paying attention from behind. Sometimes he even treated me with extreme hospitality, to the point of tilting my head.

How are you?

In such a situation, there was no way Eunhyuk could stand still. The number of times he cleverly harassed the galaxy increased day by day.

Of course, it wasn’t Eunha who could stand still. Even if you look at your opponent, you are wrong for a long time.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

If you lose, you pay back twice as much.

Eunha’s iron rule is not to be broken by children.

How many tears Eun-hyeok, Ma Bang-jin, and Yeon Seong-jin, who followed him, shed tears when they tried to harass him and were counterattacked.

In the world of men, there was an unspoken rule that if you show tears, you lose.

That day, they lost to Eunha in front of the children.

‘Are you being mean like this!’

‘Who’s the one who came out mean?’

‘Cowardly.’

‘That’s right, cowardly. Kill me!’

‘so? are you going to do more? Shall I make you pee in your pants this time?’

He was the one who captured and tortured those who were hostile even before returning. He knew where to attack and where to provoke.

That day, the children had to suffer from him the whole time. At the end, Eunhyuk shed tears and runny nose and said that he was wrong.

Since then, Eunhyuk’s gang, whose pride has been severely damaged, has significantly reduced the number of times they harass Eunha.

On the contrary, it should be said that other children were interested in him and flocked to him.

When I realized, there was a girl group led by Minji, a boy group following Eunhyuk, and a mixed group called Eunha in Evergreen Solban.

It was truly the Warring States period.

Among the children, there were even jokes about who would take the Evergreen Solban.

no, i don’t need it please leave me alone

The result looked like this.

“Haa… There’s no time to rest, no time to rest.”

Today was carnation making day. The children were making carnations using the method Tayo taught.

The question was who sat next to the galaxy.

‘Hey Eunha! Sit with me.’

‘I’m going to sit next to Eunha! Everyone go away.’

‘Come on. I’m the closest person to Eunha, right?’

‘Oh, I’m close with Eunha too?’

‘Don’t do that. Eunha, who would you like to sit with?’

‘Yes, I want to sit alone. Please go away.’

The moment Eunha sat at the round table without thinking, a war broke out.

The children started making a fuss that you and I would sit at his table.

Ha, I want to go home

If Minji hadn’t sat next to her, bloodshed might have happened.

But don’t be proud of yourself for being in debt!

“Is it folded like this?”

“You glutton, give it to me. The teacher told me to fold it like this!”

“Because I’m not a glutton!”

“Yes, next food~”

“You really~!”

Minji did not have good manual dexterity. Even though Teacher Tayo intensively taught her, all she could do was follow her sloppily.

It wasn’t just Min. As well as other children.

The children often called Teacher Tayo, and the results made with hands like fern were disastrous.

Heck, you shouldn’t expect too much from a 6-year-old.

Ha, I can’t help it.

It didn’t look like it would end in time if only teacher Tayo was called. Even though it was annoying, Eunha decided to help the children who couldn’t fold carnations.

It’s not the first time making carnations.

Even before returning, he folded carnations every year until he entered middle school. Although his memory was hazy, it wasn’t difficult for him to see the samples and make them.

Come to think of it, I once received a carnation from Baekryun.

It was a time when he was ridiculed as the <Little Princess’ Watchdog> among the players.

He killed the players who had attacked him from behind that day too, and was busy wiping off the smell of blood.

Although he listened to the word crazy, he had to wipe the blood off his body even for Baekryun, who was an elementary school student.

If you got caught wrong, Yoo-jung would be scolded.

After a quick shower, he tried to eat ramen to appease his hunger.

And just as he was about to drop ramen into the boiling water, Baek-ryun, who returned from school, pulled his clothes.

‘Uncle Eunha. Bo, thank you for taking care of me.’

Baekryeon held out a carnation with a voice the size of a mosquito.

‘… Uh, yes.’

‘… I’m good at making it, right?’

‘That’s right. … thanks.’

‘My mother really liked my carnations, too.’

Baekryeon, who handed over the carnation, suddenly burst into tears.

He seemed to know how she should have made carnations at school and how she should have returned home with them.

Because he was like that too.

But he didn’t know how to comfort her as she was crying.

Consolation was outside the professional. I don’t know if it kills me.

All he could do then was

‘… Do you want to eat ramen? It’s ramen for Parents’ Day.’

It was to cook ramen.

‘tooth… , what is that … Ramen, please. Cut the waves.’

‘I want a lot. sit down I’ll make it soon and take it. What about eggs?’

‘Add the eggs too! and… I want to eat too! Even kimchi!’

She stopped crying and hummed as he waited for the boiling ramen.

Even thinking about it now, my heart felt warm.

What if I had a daughter?

It wasn’t a bad feeling.

So he had been secretly looking forward to the day when she handed her a carnation every year.

Looking forward to the day we cook and eat ramen together

I was doing

At some point, she stopped handing carnations.