Chapter 14
“So, if I understand you correctly, you suddenly gained something like the ability to see the future, right?”
“Well... I guess so.”
To be exact, it was closer to forgotten memories suddenly resurfacing.
“Are you sure about what you just said? You’re not lying, are you?”
“...Oppa, what exactly do you think of me? Do you seriously think I’d be lying in a situation like this?”
“Yeah. That’s why I’m asking.”
They said you should never take in a black-haired beast.
And yet I had raised something like this as my own brother.
Instead of answering, I pressed a hand against my forehead.
“You survived because of that, and you’re still saying this? I’m telling you, a message really did appear in my head.”
“Hyung, I don’t think she’s lying either. It’s way too perfect to be a coincidence, isn’t it? And it’s true that it saved your life.”
At Han Siwoo’s words, Oppa tilted his head.
“Is that so...?”
Why the hell do you believe some other guy but not your own little sister, you bastard?
Too tired to argue anymore, I simply glared at Oppa.
“What are you going to do, staring at me like that?”
Forget it.
Why would I expect anything from you?
I didn’t want to deal with him anymore, so I turned away and asked Han Siwoo instead.
“I told you what I know, so it’s only fair that I get to hear your side too, right? So what exactly is this ‘Awakening’?”
Han Siwoo let out a short hum at my question.
“It’s hard to explain... Maybe I should say it feels like I’ve become a game character. Ah, right. Can you give me that for a second?”
He was pointing at the elixir.
I handed it to him, and Han Siwoo stared closely at the bottle in his hand.
“Whenever I hold an item, a window appears showing information about it. Just like in a game.”
“...”
“Its official name is ‘Low-Grade Elixir.’ It says it restores your health up to 60%. But it can’t be used on someone whose health has fallen below 10%.”
“Wow. My health was at thirteen percent earlier. I almost fucking died.”
Oppa said it jokingly, and Han Siwoo gave him a strange smile.
It really sounded as though they were talking about a game.
In other words, it sounded completely ridiculous.
“...What the hell are you talking about?”
When I asked in disbelief, Han Siwoo gave me an understanding look.
“There’s nothing more for you to ask and nothing more for us to explain. It’s all true. Just like those prophetic messages suddenly appeared in your head.”
What even was this...?
There were still too many things I couldn’t understand.
But when I thought of it as something similar to the messages I had experienced, I could at least accept it somewhat.
Just as I was confused, they had to be confused too.
Yeah, well. I guess the world can turn into a game. Monsters appeared, and now there are potions that heal wounds instantly too...
I was already halfway to enlightenment.
“Then how do you Awaken?”
“I’m not sure about that. But judging by what’s happened so far, maybe people gain abilities when they desperately wish for something in a life-or-death situation?”
“Desperately?”
“Wow, you might be right. I wished my body was tougher right before I almost died, and then this happened to me.”
After hearing Oppa’s words, I suddenly felt a little wronged.
I had been incredibly desperate earlier.
So why hadn’t anything happened to me?
Could it be that it only works if you personally fight?
If that was the case, I had nothing to complain about.
I hadn’t fought directly.
“And since this looks usable, we should keep it for an emergency.”
I absentmindedly accepted the elixir.
Then I suddenly remembered the pouch the monster had been carrying.
“Come to think of it, there were all sorts of things inside the pouch that had the elixir...”
“Where’s the pouch?”
“Over there.”
I raised my index finger and pointed at the pouch lying near the monster’s corpse.
Oppa nearly jumped.
“Hey! What if someone takes it?!”
“Well...”
I had been too overwhelmed earlier to think that far ahead.
Only now did I start wondering what else had been inside it.
“Let’s go check it out.”
Oppa looked excited.
Even Han Siwoo couldn’t completely hide his anticipation.
I followed them toward the pouch.
But at that moment—
“Ugh...”
“Ah... it hurts...”
“Mommy...”
Voices that had been buried beneath the urgency of the situation finally reached my ears.
My feet stopped.
“Please... save me...”
“I don’t want to die.”
I turned my head.
The horrible scene inside the classroom was suddenly burned into my vision.
The monster was dead.
And we had won.
How nice would it have been if this were a game that ended that simply?
Some people had died merely because they happened to be in the same place as the monster.
Others had survived, yet could hardly be called alive anymore.
I liked horror movies.
The thrilling, heart-pounding kind.
Sometimes brutally violent movies that sent chills down my spine.
Disaster movies that left sadness and lingering emotions behind.
I was familiar with all of those things.
But—
I couldn’t look at what was happening in front of me as though I were simply watching another movie.
The sensations I felt were completely different from anything I experienced while watching a film.
No.
They couldn’t even be compared.
What I felt right now wasn’t fear.
It wasn’t joy.
It wasn’t sadness.
It wasn’t terror.
It was closer to guilt.
A disgusting kind of guilt that almost made me want to vomit.






