The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend - The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend chapter 133

133 – Episode 133 This much is fine.

A little more than a year has passed since I possessed the child’s body.

There were so many things in my new life.

I practiced walking after I had at least the level of strength to walk, and when my tongue started moving, I practiced speaking.

At least, now I can no longer pronounce ‘what the fuck.’

The problem was the attitude of the family who saw it.

“Looks like my kid is a genius…!!!”

I’m not a genius, but I’m a possessor.

Mr. Kang Hyeon-woo, who was boasting rather loudly, called somewhere and boasted for a long time.

“Mr. Cheon, your son couldn’t walk!? My son spoke fast, but he walked fast!”

I couldn’t hear what the person on the phone was saying, but judging from his attitude, it didn’t sound like a very good thing.

“That’s a cowardly excuse! hahahaha! Thanks for the congratulations, but I have to talk to my son, so stop!”

T-bagging with something like this…?

Hana Yu was more extreme.

“Sohhyun! You speak well now! Mommy again! Huh? Um~! Mom! Mind!”

“Momma.”

“Oh, really. Thank god. No matter how many times you listen to it! Your dad and sister do, but mom doesn’t, so she knows how worried mom was~?”

I decided to call her her mom some time ago.

Well, there was no grandiose reason.

I still didn’t want to call her mother strangely, but it was just strange that the child kept not calling her mother, and the fact that she kept refusing to call her mother just because she didn’t like it strangely seems to be proof that I have attachments to my family in my heart.

Also, I can’t apologize for stealing the son of the woman in front of me, but I think I should at least do what my son should have done.

It started with just that much thought.

“My son~”

Will this be so happy?

I thought it was nothing special, but somehow it tickled my heart when I saw her smiling face.

Sometimes I wanted to act like a child, probably because of my young body, and I wanted to approach him for no reason.

Well, I couldn’t because I was bothered by the fact that I wasn’t their real family and that she was a character who would die at some point.

With such a half-hearted mind, time passed quickly.

“Mom needs to get well soon.”

Contrary to her habitual words, since she gave birth to Kang So-hyun, she has been getting weaker by the day.

And maybe because I felt sorry for him, I tried to play a more and more kind son.

“Mom, why does it hurt?”

It’s embarrassing to be like this when you’re old. Well, what if it’s a little embarrassing, he’s going to die soon. Can you do something like this?

Even though it’s not my real son, I think it’s okay to give her at least the memory of being loved by her son until she died, so then I don’t have to feel guilty.

Yeah, this is just fine.

Once in a while, when I made a corolla or a flower ring and gave it to her, she liked it as if she had received a treasure.

“Thanks to Sohyeon, mom seems to be getting better soon!”

Of course she liked it, but it didn’t make her healthy.

That’s why my father… So Mr. Kang Hyeon-woo also started to get darker.

Is it difficult to bear the fact that the woman he loves is getting weaker?

She bought all kinds of elixirs and invited most of the names, but each time it was only for a while, and she was still weak.

Thanks to that, when I was 4 years old, the person I spent the most time with was my older sister.

My older sister, a superhuman who had already awakened at the young age of an elementary school student, was strangely resentful of me because of her mother, who became weaker by the day, and seemed not to like playing with me differently than before.

“”

Maybe he needed something to vent his anger on.

…If I had been a real 4-year-old, I would have been crying and screaming, but for now, I somehow managed to get through it.

The feeling of being thrown into the sky by magic wasn’t very pleasant for a child, but it was bearable considering it was like a roller coaster at an amusement park.

Oh, I’ve never been on a roller coaster before? This is child abuse

Anyway, even when I was treated like that, I laughed.

Because I wanted to have a smooth relationship with her.

Unlike her mother, who is expected to die of illness, the older sister was a character who lived for the time being in the original work.

…Kang So-hyun If I die and turn black, I don’t think I truly hate her, and I won’t become a villain unless I want to die.

If it’s a face you’ll keep seeing in the future, you’d better be friends with it.

“…Chit.”

But my sister pushed me harder the more I did.

No, to be honest, if you ask me if I rolled really hard, it wasn’t.

He takes care of all the things you need to take care of, and gives you your favorite food right away.

The only time she rejected and bullied me was when I tried to approach her first and the day her mother was seriously ill.

Should I say it’s a whining mixed with childishness rather than simple bullying?

Perhaps there was some kind of standard, but I didn’t know that.

Time flies. Hana Yoo is getting weaker and weaker, and Hyeonu Kang is suffering more and more.

After living like that, the day she celebrated her 4th birthday.

I had to have a rather strange experience.

I found her in her kitchen doing her cooking.

Mom, so Hana Yu, with her clumsy skills, cut the seaweed that had been soaked in water and took turns watching her recipe and cooking.

“Will our Sohyeon like it~? Hmmm, I think the taste is a bit subtle.”

…What is a sick person doing now?

I’d rather rest more if I have time for that.

“…Ah, I was supposed to stir-fry the beef, but I just added it. Will this much be okay?”

…You don’t have to work so hard for me, who isn’t even my real son.

“Mom, what are you doing?”

So I tried to dry it.

“Mom!? Why did Sohyun wake up so early? Oh, I was expecting it because it was her birthday!”

No, it’s just that I woke up early in the morning because I had a strange fever and a strange feeling.

“I was going to keep it a secret, but it turned out that Sohyeon found out.”

The playful smile on his face is like a mischievous one, but he couldn’t hide his distress.

Oddly blue lips and pale complexion.

At least it must have been sneaking out.

“…I’m going to tell Dad.”

When I said that, she began to noticeably panic.

“Huh!? Sohyun-ah, wait! Please! Until I finish cooking!”

“I hate it.”

“Now all I have to do is braised ribs, japchae, and seaweed soup!”

…So you’re saying you didn’t do anything other than eat.

At first glance, the cooking didn’t look familiar.

“If you feel sick, rest.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t move and rest.”

I didn’t mean to speak like a child, but this kind of tone came out naturally.

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Did he really become a child, perhaps because he was influenced by his body?

“…Are you worried about your mother?”

…Is that so?

Maybe it is.

In my heart, I always felt like I didn’t want to see a sick person, even though I was treated like someone who would die soon. Hypocrite bastard.

“Ayu, what can I do because our Sohyeon is cute!”

Another sick person stroked me exaggeratedly without being careful.

“But Sohyeon, mom is really okay. For Nahyeon, her mother used to cook for her on her birthday. But Sohyeon has never received something like this because her mother is sick, right?”

No.

At least she had no memory of receiving the seaweed soup she made herself, even thinking about it until she possessed it.

I had the knowledge that on my birthday, I had to eat seaweed soup, but it wasn’t necessarily delicious, so I didn’t have to, and there were guys who took care of it for my birthday, but not everyone cared about it.

It was the kind of emotion I felt for the first time.

“Such small things become memories later, but if only Sohyeon says she didn’t receive these things, her mother’s heart will break~? So just look at me!”

She tried to continue her cooking while talking to me in a playful way.

“No, I will.”

Well, of course, but that doesn’t mean I left it there.

“Huh!? Sohyun-ah, wait! Mom, are you really okay today!?”

To be moved is to be moved, and the patient should rest.

“…It’s too much. This is a betrayal. Mom is hurt If you don’t kiss me, I’ll get angry.”

In the end, Kang Hyeon-woo, who ran after receiving my call, had to go back to bed.

… Ignoring her complaints, she decided to head for the kitchen.

While Mr. Kang Hyeon-woo scolded Mr. Yu Hana, I ate seaweed soup with boiled beef without seasoning.

“Really disappointing.”

It tasted funny, probably because salt was added instead of soy sauce for soup.

Yes, it obviously doesn’t taste good, but I still forced myself to eat a few more spoonfuls.

Every time I eat something lukewarm and unpleasant rises up my chest, but I still ate the seaweed soup while complaining in silence.

*

That day, after a small birthday party with my family, I was still so hot that I couldn’t sleep, so I found Kang Hyeon-woo, who was drinking Western liquor by himself this time.

As I got closer, he looked surprised for a moment, but then put the glass away and looked at me as calmly as he could.

Even so, was it because of guilt towards me or resentment that my eyes shook?

“…Son can’t sleep? So does Dad.”

That’s right. Strangely, my body was strangely hot today, so I couldn’t sleep.

“You don’t like Sohyeon because her mother is sick, right?”

I shook my head.

In the first place, family wasn’t something I was very excited about, and they weren’t even my real family, so I thought I wasn’t qualified to have this kind of heart.

“It’s okay to be honest. Dad hates Mom because she is sick. I hate it because I think it’s because of my greed, and I hate it because I wonder if it was for nothing.”

I see. You regret giving birth to Kang So-hyun.

She wanted children, but she didn’t want her wife to be that weak.

At this point, I’m rather glad Sohyeon didn’t listen to you.

I also don’t want it, but I know it well because it’s a child.

These people, even this pleasant family, eventually find the cause of their unhappiness in you.

I wasn’t born because I wanted to.

They harbor resentment toward the child who can’t resist their emotions.

I’m rather used to this…

“And I hate it because I think I would make the same choice if I went back.”

…What?

“…How should I do it? Why should she worry about putting her son and her wife on the scales? I can’t imagine a life without you or Nahyeon. I don’t want Hana to be sick more, so I keep thinking about it and regretting it. I guess it’s all my fault I think it’s because I can’t come.”

…Don’t you feel resentful?

You should at least know that my body has weakened since I was born, but why would I want to go back on a simple road?

In fact, it is natural.

Because I knew that there weren’t many parents who resented their children.

Still, I was embarrassed.

“…Drunken. I’m sorry son. Were you scared?”

His hand stroked my hair.

At first, I was afraid of the approaching hand.

In my previous life, my father, who was drunk, often threw bottles.

-Do you know who wants to live like this!?

…This kind of touch is the touch of a drunk person?

The family in my childhood memories and the family in front of me now are so different that it felt disparate.

I felt an unfamiliar warmth in his arms as he held me drunk and offered to take me to his room.

As I moved in my arms for such a long time, I thought of something.

Should I die?

It’s only natural that the story will change a bit after the Irregular intervenes anyway.

Isn’t it? He wouldn’t be a hero or a character that would have a big impact.

Isn’t it possible to save at least one person?

In this world, using the information from the original work, stealing a level of skill that won’t change much, and saving at least one person, will something big happen?

I’m sorry for that guy, but if it’s to protect the laughter of this delightful family.

Wouldn’t it be okay to twist the story a bit?

And the moment that thought was established, a change occurred.

-The master of the universe apologizes to you.

What?

-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do this, but I got caught.

What are you talking about, you bastard. Why are you suddenly anxiously apologizing after being quiet for the past 3 years?

Suddenly, the fever in my body suddenly got worse.

It felt like my heart was pounding and my vision was twisting.

“Sohhyun-ah…?”

-Your talent blooming time is pulled by the creator’s authority.

…What? Creator’s right? What is that.

-The talents assigned to your body are grade A enhancements. Also, by the power of the Creator, ??? Blooms in the soul as an additional talent.

The moment his talent bloomed, his body emitted an intense light, and he was enveloped in the sensation of setting fire to the blood vessels throughout his body.

-There is also a message from the Creator.

-Hey, you bastard. Did you know that I couldn’t come after you? You just wait there

…What’s wrong?

-The Witch of the Time Flower looks at you with interest.

…Who else is this?

Just by looking at the name, is it like a friend who is the owner of the world?

“…Is this a talent awakening? Are you still only four years old?”

There was a light commotion thanks to Hyeonu Kang’s startled voice and the light that lit up the mansion in the middle of the night.

-I’m really sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose, but how did you find out?

-You don’t do anything weird, I’m waiting. Until I find it, if you do something strange, you will die!?

– The Witch of the Time Flower shakes her hand. I do you a favor.

I couldn’t understand exactly what had happened, but I seemed to know one thing.

Creator of this world.

So it seems that the guy who became my friend followed me into the novel.