Transformation or Death - Transformation or Death chapter 254

254 – Contradiction (2)

[Now that that damn b*tch is dead and the damn system and obligations are gone… It’s completely my world, isn’t it?! Yay!!]

The belt moved through the air as if dancing.

[Ahahaha! This is freedom! This is freedom! After all, a person cannot feel something precious unless he or she loses it once… Ah, freedom is such a sweet thing…]

The joy seeped deep into his voice. It was so fussy that it felt contrived at first glance.

[But, why do I need to help you with your double life when you have no obligation anymore? Work day and night again? Would you say I’m crazy?]

The basis for Belt’s argument was simple.

I don’t want to work.

It was an extremely reasonable reason stemming from human instinct.

[If you want to transform, why don’t you do it yourself? Puheup, of course it would be impossible. Just give up. Enjoy freedom like me!]

‘You’re still using that rude tone, Red Spica.’

[Take only one Virgo or Red Spica.]

‘Should I just call it Suchae?’

[I’m definitely older than you, right? Haha… call me whatever you want. No matter how hard you sing, they still look at you, and sometimes you even fawn over them. Try hard.]

This is already the third time I’ve had a conversation similar to this.

[Because I have no intention of helping you transform.]

There was no change in Belt’s commitment. It didn’t shake at all.

‘I may have a feeling that I don’t want to work, but… I don’t think that alone will hinder my transformation.’

There is some other reason.

Han Jaejoong guessed that.

[Kyahaha, don’t talk nonsense. There is no other reason.]

‘The fake madness is still there.’

[It’s not fake!!!]

As if he had some sense of entitlement to the term fake madness, Belt vehemently denied it.

“Yeah, I guess that’s it.”

“What do you mean you know?”

Haru tilted his head as he inadvertently expressed his thoughts out loud.

“Ugh, it’s not that big of a deal, I’ve been mentally ill lately and I often have auditory hallucinations.”

“Wow… did something stress you out?!”

“It’s like that.”

“Who is stressed!!!!”

“Hmm… Aren’t you stressed out after a day of breaking into a narrow patient bed and playing games, taking up more space than me?”

He felt sorry for Haru, who would continue to be in the hospital because of him, and told him to rest comfortably.

One day, as soon as I heard that, I jumped into Han Jaejoong’s bed, pushed him aside, held his pillow in my arms, and started playing a game on the game console I brought.

“Didn’t I tell you to relax? The cot is too hard. It’s nice because it’s fluffy and smells good! “I’m comfortable!”

Haru frowned as if he truly did not understand. Her eyes were still glued to the game console screen.

“I didn’t mean for you to be this comfortable.”

It seems like it might fall to the floor under the bed if I’m not careful. Han Jae-joong struggled for some space on the bed, but Haru didn’t budge.

It was not easy to strengthen my body due to the aftereffects of cutting my Achilles tendon and getting stabbed in the abdomen. It was difficult to push away a healthy person.

“If this goes on for a day, I’m going to fall…!”

“Oh, is that so? Well, I guess so. Then just get on top of me.”

“What are you riding on?”

“If this continues, someone will eventually leave this comfortable space. Takara (so)… I will sacrifice. ruler! Lay your body on top of mine! Then neither of us will have to fight for space in bed!”

Han Jaejoong didn’t really want to do that. Anyone could see that she was the only uninvited guest. She said everything would be over if she just went down, but she didn’t want to go through that trouble.

“Oh, that’s a bit…”

“Then I will overlap on my side.”

Come on. One day, she threw away the pillow she had used as support under her chest and this time placed Han Jaejoong in her arms. I hugged Han Jaejoong in the same position I was holding the pillow in just a moment ago.

“Ugh.”

Heavy weight. The warm heaviness of the human body weighed him down.

I felt a soft texture and a sweet scent. Her voluptuous breasts were pressed against Han Jaejoong’s chest, changing her shape here and there. The wall between them was made entirely of thin fabric.

There was no underwear under Haru’s t-shirt. Since it was uncomfortable and I didn’t want to wear it until I rested, I didn’t wear it. The fact that this was a hospital and that there was a man next to me didn’t matter one bit.

“Haru, I am a patient.”

“Isn’t that why they are keeping you warm like this?”

“I’m not hypothermic, I’m just cold because I’m a corpse. And, my wounds are trauma. Come down one day. “Your stomach is pressed.”

“Ah, does this mean they’re belly to belly button?”

“I learned that from someone else… No, that’s enough. “Oh, it’s either the internet or the internet.”

“Oh, that’s correct. “I learned it from Jiknyeo.”

“Aheeya….”

“To be exact, I heard Jiknyeo muttering!”

“Aheeyaa….”

What are you always talking about?

Han Jaejoong hit his forehead at the name that made his head hurt, regardless of whether it was there or not.

The problem was that there was a part of me that hurt more than my head right now.

“Haru, it’s no joke. My stomach hurts because of you.”

“why?”

Haru was excited. Every time she touched her stomach, Han Jaejoong complained of her pain.

“aha.”

Haru raised his eyebrows after finding out the cause of Han Jaejoong’s pain.

“Then it will hurt more if you do this! I heard! Weak parts need to be trained!”

“It’s not that I’m weak, I’m hurt… No, I’m a little crazy!”

One day, I sat on top of Han Jaejoong and shook my hips. The stimulation in my abdomen became more intense. Han Jaejoong frowned in pain.

“Haru, please… shit.”

“Ahahaha, master’s face is funny. Are you sick because of me? How and how much does it hurt?”

“Ugh… Ugh….”

“Are you distressed? Do you want to get comfortable?”

A few times Haru’s body brushed against Han Jaejoong’s stomach and fell. The act was repeated. Han Jaejoong’s face became more distorted as time passed. On the contrary, Haru’s face lit up with interest and joy.

“Then please guarantee my convenience a little more. “They play with me whenever I want, buy me a lot of snacks, and give me a lot of praise… and…”

“Haruya… Ugh… Come down first…”

“You don’t like it? “Then let’s continue.”

One day, instead of backing down, he shook his waist more roughly. Every time that happened, exhilarating pain rushed to his brain and clouded Han Jaejoong’s judgment.

“Again… Oh, that’s right. You shouldn’t make me sad. “That will make it even more painful than it is now.”

Han Jaejoong stretched out his hand to push Haru away. With all that resistance in vain, Haru slipped his fingers between his fingers and crossed them. He clasped his hands together and held on so that he could not be pushed away. He even started pushing his hand away on the contrary.

Between Han Jae-joong and Haru, clasped hands were held in the air and drew parallel lines. In his normal condition, Han Jae-joong would have easily been able to push Haru away, but unfortunately, he was weak enough to lose to the untransformed girl.

“You can’t just disappear without a word like last time. Master is weak and weak. “It would be difficult if I showed up.”

Haru’s waist teasing gradually became more proficient. It stimulated him with an exquisite amount of weight. Han Jaejoong’s injuries did not go away and only caused pain.

“I will be sad when you leave. Don’t reject me. “Master, you can’t escape me anyway.”

The upturned corners of her mouth were as innocent as a child, but her body was more sensuous than that of most adult women, and the movements of that body gave a thrilling sensation.

It moves according to its extreme desires. In some ways, it might not be much different from the essence of a child.

Han Jaejoong’s body became hot as if touched by fire.

“Haru… I think I’m going to die….”

It was real.

It really hurt, as if I had been touched by fire.

I just couldn’t speak loudly because I didn’t have the energy, but if my feelings were the same, I’d say, ‘Fuck you, it hurts!!!’ I wanted to say this.

“it’s okay! You won’t die like this! And didn’t he die to me once anyway? “If you die again, I will bring you back to life, so don’t worry!”

“That’s not what it sounds like.”

Was it quite unfair to have been quietly kidnapped by contradictions before?

Han Jaejoong sensed that Haru had no intention of letting him go easily.

“Do you want me to stop? Then just listen to my suggestion!”

“Play, talk to me, praise me…”

“Just don’t make it sad, don’t leave!”

It’s like a request to a parent. At least that’s how Han Jaejoong felt.

A child who has already been abandoned once asks not to be abandoned this time. Even though the method was rough and childish, the cruelty was similar.

“Nod your head! “Otherwise it won’t stop!”

Haru’s back pain became more intense. The sound of fabric rubbing against each other and the rough hitting sound of flesh touching flesh became even louder. The strength of her grip, which clasped Han Jaejoong’s hand, also became stronger along with the action.

“Come on, come on quickly!”

Grumble. Before Han Jaejoong left for heaven, the door to his hospital room opened.

“Oppa, I’m here….”

Jo Ayun came to Han Areum’s hospital room with a gift wrapped to visit her. It wasn’t long before we witnessed Haru shaking her hips vigorously as she climbed on top of Han Jaejoong’s body.

“What are you doing you fucking b*stards!!!”

Jo Ayun’s whole face turned red and she screamed, and Haru had to stop torturing Han Jaejoong with tears in her eyes.

Otherwise, you yourself will be tortured.

However, despite this quick decision, Haru could not avoid being tortured by Jo Ayun, who heard the whole situation. It was a very unfair thing.

It was summer.

**

Han Jaejoong felt it again.

‘I don’t wish for a single day to change myself.’

Although it wasn’t mentioned once during the conversation, I knew it instinctively.

It’s not just one day. Many of her people will be like her. Perhaps it is for a similar reason that Belt said he would not help Han Jaejoong transform.

It wasn’t something I couldn’t understand.

‘I know how hard it is.’

Just as he sympathized with the magical girl’s pain, others also sympathized with him. It’s hard, dirty and painful. There is even a risk of death.

No one would want someone they love to do something like that.

But someone has to do it.

So, I should do it myself. Everyone thinks so.

-‘There’s only one week left.’

What Yun Seol-hwa said came to mind. She mentioned a week.

It meant that there was only one week left until the battle predicted by the contradiction.

I once again realized that the monster was truly a clever person.

Now that the Achilles tendon has been cut out, no matter how much the starlight speeds up the healing process, you will have to devote a full week to rehabilitation. I won’t be able to get out of being in a wheelchair.

Yun Seol-hwa thinks of herself as someone who will fight against contradictions. In the first place, she has no talent other than herself. Since you have reached supernova, the presence of people around you during battle will only be a hindrance.

She planned to take responsibility and end the contradiction on her own.

That’s why I’m still focusing on training in a distant, abandoned land instead of by his side.

Unfortunately, no matter how skillfully she wielded her power, there was no guarantee that it would lead to victory.

Since your opponent is your opponent, you must be prepared for mutual destruction.

He or she, in the end, it was a contest over who would sacrifice first.

Han Jaejoong decided to stop sacrificing himself.

He himself could not establish the justification for preventing their transformation.

Suddenly, while I was lost in thought, I felt a cold touch on my cheek. Han Jaejoong was slightly surprised and turned his head. Jo Ayun was grinning while holding a canned drink from a vending machine.

“What are you thinking? “That one from earlier?”

“Uh… kinda…”

This was a walking trail built next to the hospital. Jo Ayun brought him out under the pretext that it was frustrating to stay here and that he needed to be quarantined for a day.

“Do you like it when a little girl climbs on you and shakes your hips? “Are you still thinking about how great it would have been?”

“I’m not crazy enough to think that being tortured was a good experience.”

“Then don’t forget, your brother has sadistic tendencies, not masochism. Crazy sadist.”

“You have to be wrong, dude.”

How long must I be suspected of sadism based on my past search history? Han Jaejoong sighed.

“That kind of taste is dangerous. Are women going to be horrified? I’m going to get slapped in bed later. Well, if it were me or my sister… even an older brother like that would love us all.”

“you also?”

“Oh, no! Just my sister! Yes, only that strange perverted sister will accept it, right…”

Jo Ayun glanced at him.

“Well, of course? Bye bye brother… bye bye! “If you cry and ask to let out that desire, I will… what is it… there’s nothing I can’t do for you…”

“Ayun, are you hurt too? “Did you get shot in the head on the way here today?”

“I’m just kidding. Don’t fucking suck.”

Jo Ayun, whose face was red, mumbled a curse and quickly turned her head.

“Anyway… So what are you worried about?”

“Can you see everything?”

Just like her, who shows her emotions easily, does she also show her worries easily? Han Jaejoong touched his face and smiled bitterly.

“No, I just took a picture and it looks like it was hit.”

“That’s really uninspiring.”

“Actually, I felt it instinctively over the years. “This perverted oppa is in trouble!”

“It’s ugly, don’t wrap it.”

“This is the fucking truth.”

Han Jaejoong chuckled. This is how he wanted to spend his life, trading only light farmland.

The world was so chaotic that I felt like I just wanted to have a conversation, without any worries or fights.

“I got the belt from Mo-Sun.”

“….”

“And I can’t transform with that belt.”

Contradiction and belt. With just those two words, Jo Ayun figured out the whole story. I found out that the belt was not the belt that contradictory had found, but the belt that the former owner of the store had promised to deliver.

[Oh my, are you hiding my identity? This is such an honor….]

“The reason is that the mascot inside the belt, Virgo, came in and is struggling, saying he doesn’t want to help with the transformation.”

[This is a leak of my personal information.]

Jo Ayun has no secrets. Han Jaejoong trusted her more than anyone else. That’s why he revealed everything about finding the belt again and the fact that the belt was useless as a transformation device.

“Ayun, what do you think?”

“what.”

“Do you wish I could transform again?”

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Jo Ayun turned her head. His serious eyes were looking at her.

“Be honest.”

“Uh, tell me.”

“No, I like the current situation where I can’t transform.”

“I should have mixed up some empty words.”

Jo Ayun answered without the slightest pretense.

“but.”

“…?”

“I also wish I could transform again and be active.”

“What is it?”

Han Jaejoong tilted his head. Jo A-yoon picked up the can. What she drank was milk tea.

“The first thing I said was my true intention out of selfish favor. I don’t want my brother to get hurt. “I don’t want you to fight anymore and get hurt, and I want you to be happy.”

Although it doesn’t suit popular tastes, it was her favorite drink. She took the can and hit the can held by Han Jaejoong as if making a toast.

“And the second thing I said was my true intention, out of my benevolent kindness. I hope you follow the path you want to take. I want him to be happy doing what he wants to do.”

What Han Jaejoong was holding was an ordinary cola. A drink loved by everyone, regardless of age or gender. Therefore, Jo Ayun didn’t particularly dislike it either.

“It’s two-faced. But that’s the way it is. People like many things. There are even many ways to like it. Moreover, overlap is possible, so you can’t love someone in just one way. “Sometimes you bind them, sometimes you set them free.”

Jo Ayun said.

“In short, don’t worry too much.”

She took the cola that Han Jaejoong was holding and drank it. Instead, she put the milk tea she was drinking into his hand.

“Your brother has done more than just one or two stupid things, and now you think he’s going to get upset because you didn’t listen to him?”

“uh.”

“No, you really have to say it… Hmm, yes, I’m going to sulk. But that’s it. “They’ll get upset and complain a little, then make up again and end up swearing at each other like this.”

Hey, after all, it’s carbonated drinks in the summer. Jo Ayun smiled and sipped her cola. Her face turned red. It wasn’t just the heat, but when I thought about it, I was just embarrassed because it was an indirect kiss.

“I hate this.”

Han Jaejoong said while looking at the milk tea held in his hand.

“I also like cola. So, let me have a drink. Oppa, try drinking it too. “How delicious it is, sweet and fragrant.”

“You also hated it when I gave you whiskey sometimes.”

“That is that and this is this.”

“It’s contradictory.”

Jo Ayun smiled, swapping cans with him again.

“People are inherently contradictory.”

“That’s also true.”

“If you want to be happy, you have no choice but to live a dual, emotional, and contradictory life.”

“So you will stick to Naeronambul?”

Han Jaejoong smiled as he looked at less than half of the cola left.

“If you feel unfair, you live like that too.”

Jo Ayun leaned her head on his shoulder.

I placed my own hand on top of his and inserted my fingers between his fingers, as if erasing the traces of the day before. She held his hand tightly, as if giving him her own warmth.

“It’s okay to live in contradiction. “Conviction does not shine only when it is honest.”

I slowly closed my eyes. The gentle wind embraced him, and Jo Ayun also embraced him. Just as a butterfly carries the scent of her flowers, she transferred her sweetness to Han Jaejoong.