I Regressed After Getting Tired of Their Obsession – Chapter 30

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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“Wow~ So you’re C-rank, Sunbae?”

“Yep. And just call me Unnie. If you’re Seong-hyun’s friend, you’re like a little sister to me.”

“Okay, Unnie!”

Choi Ah-hyun, with her usual affability, was chatting and drinking tea with Yeon Hyo-joo.

Han Yuri, feigning disinterest, was reading a book on the sofa.

However, the page hadn’t turned in a while, suggesting her attention was elsewhere.

‘How did this happen?’

Yeon Hyo-joo’s appearance was unexpected.

I’d assumed my pheromone skill had been dispelled when all the students received mental healing after the Cult attack…

Why was she here?

Yeon Hyo-joo was a ticking time bomb.

If she revealed that I’d used my skill on her…

‘Things would get messy.’

Oblivious to my inner turmoil, Yeon Hyo-joo continued the conversation with a mature, knowing smile.

“So, Unnie, what brings you here?”

“Nothing in particular. Just wanted to see Seong-hyun.”

“Oh… Are you close with Seong-hyun?”

Yeon Hyo-joo glanced at me, and I glared back.

‘Choose your words carefully.’

Her lips curled into a sly smile at my warning glare.

“Hmm, not really close, just a little? Seong-hyun texts me a lot.”

“Oh… really?”

That bitch?

The atmosphere in the room turned frosty at Yeon Hyo-joo’s words.

Sensing the shift, she quickly added,

“He’s the team leader, so he has a lot of questions. I just help him out sometimes.”

“Oh! I see~ Thank you, Unnie. We’ve been getting a lot of help thanks to you!”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just being friendly.”

Acting like she was doing us a favor.

She was really playing the part of the power behind the throne.

As my glare intensified, Yeon Hyo-joo brought the conversation to a close.

“Sorry, you guys must be tired after your assignment. I’ve taken up too much of your time. Mind if I borrow Seong-hyun for a bit?”

“Of course not.”

“Seong-hyun-ah?”

“Sure.”

I forced a smile and stood up.

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On the dorm rooftop.

I glared at Yeon Hyo-joo with my arms crossed.

“What is the meaning of this?”
“Your teammates are really pretty, aren’t they?”

What was she talking about now?

“Which one is it?”

“Which one is what?”

“You must have a favorite, right? The blonde girl? Or the brunette with short hair?”

“Haa…”

This was ridiculous.

I sighed, and Yeon Hyo-joo approached me with an enigmatic smile, waving a talisman in front of my face.

It was a mental contamination prevention talisman.

“Use that skill again.”

“…Skill? What skill?”

“You know, the one that makes girls go crazy for you when they smell your scent.”

“…”

“You played me like a fiddle with that. Was it fun? Setting the Rank 1 and Rank 2 teams against each other while you sat back and enjoyed the show. Making me shake my ass like a dog. It was quite a sight.”

Tsk.

Her memories had returned.

Usually, the effects of mental interference skills like pheromones or charm wore off along with the memories.

The fact that she remembered so clearly meant…

‘Side effects…’

Like all my “clumsy” skills, it was flawed.

I forced a calm tone.

“The one who tried to control everyone with charm has no right to say that.”

“That’s true. But I can’t help but feel pissed off.”

She’d been the queen bee, used to giving orders.

Being reduced to spreading her legs for me must have been humiliating.

Typical hypocritical slut.

“Should I tell your teammates what you did to me?”

“…”

“Or should I post it on Instagram? I have quite a few followers, you know? I get dozens, even hundreds of DMs every day from guys who want to fuck me. If I mobilized them all, things could get pretty interesting, don’t you think?”

She waved her phone, giggling — the perfect picture of a manipulative bitch.

Anyone else would have been furious, but unfortunately for her, it was me.

‘Cute.’

This level of threat was nothing.

Yeon Hyo-joo wasn’t particularly strong, and she didn’t have powerful backing like Lee Seol or Han Yuri.

So, if she crossed the line I’d drawn…

‘I’d crush her.’

I asked her,

“What do you want?”

“Your dick.”

She reached down and stroked my crotch with a suggestive touch.

“I want you to come running and fuck me like a dog whenever I want, whenever I’m horny. That’s my condition.”

A fuck buddy. With on-call service.

“No.”

“W-what?”

She looked stunned, clearly not expecting me to refuse.

“It’s too much trouble.”

“T-too much trouble? Think about it. You get to fuck this body. Other guys can only dream of it!”

“So what?”

I admitted she was attractive.

But so what?

I could gain skill proficiency by sleeping with Shin Su-yeon.

There was no reason to have sex with her under duress.

And…

‘I don’t have time to waste on a tool.’

Yeon Hyo-joo was nothing more than the vanguard of the Rank 2 team.

Now that everything was over, she was practically worthless.

My nonchalant attitude infuriated her.

“Last chance. Are you in or out?”

“I’m out.”

“You useless piece of shit… You’ll regret this! Just you wait! I’ll make you regret turning me down!”

Yeon Hyo-joo gritted her teeth and stormed off the rooftop.

‘What a fucking idiot.’

Regret? Please.

I started formulating a plan to deal with her as I headed back to my dorm room.

When I entered, the two of them were eating dinner.

“You’re back early.”

“Yeah, things wrapped up quickly.”

“You must be hungry. Come sit down.”

“Hungry, my ass. He probably stuffed himself already.”

Choi Ah-hyun flinched at Han Yuri’s barbed words.

“You were probably too busy sucking each other’s faces to notice you were hungry.”

“We’re not like that.”

“Who said anything? Why, feeling guilty?”

“I swear on Ah-hyun’s teddy bear, we’re not.”

“Hey! Why are you dragging my teddy bear into this?!”

“I bought it for you.”

“Ugh…!”

Han Yuri, deflated by our banter, went back to eating.

Choi Ah-hyun, the ever-reliable airbag. She was a lifesaver.

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The day had finally arrived.

[Orb of the Wind God]

The day I would unveil the true treasure that granted the S-rank Unique Skill “Wind God.”

We were in an open field.

Choi Ah-hyun was pacing nervously.

“Relax. You’ll mess it up if you’re too tense.”

“Ugh… Seong-hyun-ah, can I have a drink first?”

“Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“Kyaa… I’m so nervous… I feel like I’m going to die. Help me…”

“It’s okay if you fail. It’s not that great of a skill anyway.”

“Okay…”

Choi Ah-hyun only knew that the Orb of the Wind God granted a wind-related skill.

She didn’t know its true nature.

And yet, she was this nervous.

‘Good thing I didn’t tell her.’

If she’d known it was a potential S-rank skill, she would have freaked out and refused.

“Ready to start?”

“Yes.”

Choi Ah-hyun reached out and touched the Orb.

A window popped up.

“It says, ‘Do you wish to proceed with the trial?’”

“Accept it.”

“Okay.”

Choi Ah-hyun nodded, and the air around us shifted.

The quiet, peaceful atmosphere of the field grew heavy.

“…”

Choi Ah-hyun looked around nervously, sensing the change.

-Whoosh!!

A gentle breeze brushed against our skin.

The pleasant, refreshing breeze grew stronger, converging towards a single point.

All the wind in the area gathered.

“Ugh! My body…!”

The strengthening wind made it hard to breathe, even harder to stand. And then…

Crack-!

The flowers wilted, and the trees were uprooted.

“A… tornado…”

A pillar of wind reached towards the sky.

Choi Ah-hyun stared at the majestic sight, her mouth agape.

‘Prove your worth, and I will grant you my power.’

Those were the words of the previous Wind God user.

“Um… Seong-hyun-ah, we’re not supposed to go inside that, are we?”

“You guessed it.”

“Oh my god…”

We were about 300 meters away from the tornado, but even at this distance, it was difficult to stand.

Choi Ah-hyun tentatively reached out her arm.

“Ow! It stings…!”

The wind cut her skin.

Moving forward would be suicide, like walking into a storm of razor blades. Realizing this…

…Choi Ah-hyun’s eyes trembled.

“Can I break through with my Unique Skill?”

“I don’t know.”

Faster Than Wind.

The ability to accelerate faster than any wind within a 1km radius.

A skill Choi Ah-hyun had acquired after three years of competing in track and field.

It was a manifestation of her life’s journey.

If she used this skill, she would reach the tornado. But…

‘Her body would be shredded.’

It was a dangerous gamble, one that could cost her her life.

And yet, Choi Ah-hyun took a stance.

The same stance runners took at the starting line of a race.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady her trembling voice.

“Seong-hyun-ah.”

“What?”

“I can do this, right?”

Seriously, this scaredy-cat.

I patted her shoulder.

“Don’t worry. No one will blame you if you fail. And there are other ways to make you stronger. Just run your heart out.”

“…I’m not scared of failing, I’m scared of dying…”

Seriously?

My dumbfounded expression seemed to break the tension.

Choi Ah-hyun chuckled and turned to face the tornado.

“I’m going.”

“Go.”

BOOM!

The ground beneath her feet sank, and a bloody wind blew.

The pungent scent of blood filled the air.

She was moving so fast it was hard to follow her with my eyes.

But I didn’t lose sight of her.

‘Beautiful.’

With each step she took, red flowers bloomed around her.

A slow learner’s struggle to reach the next level.

A desperate fight against being left behind.

Her every step was filled with desperation.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

“Haaaa!”

She let out a yell, suppressing the pain, and then…

…she accelerated again, leaping over another wall.

BOOM!

Her skeletal hand, stripped of flesh, reached the tornado that had seemed so far away.

“…”

The wind enveloped Choi Ah-hyun, like a mother’s gentle touch after a harsh scolding.

It embraced her.

Her bloodied body returned to its original state.

But even after several minutes, Ah-hyun remained standing there, her back to me.

I approached her and saw…

‘She’s crying.’

The words she’d longed for but never thought she’d achieve.

They were right in front of her.

She was probably repeating them over and over in her mind.

“Stop crying, your face will get puffy!”

Choi Ah-hyun hugged me, knocking me off my feet.

“Thank you… Seong-hyun-ah…! Thank you so much…!”

She burst into tears.

I stroked her back as she sobbed.

“If you’re that grateful, buy me dinner.”

“Yes! Take all my money!”

She’d completely lost it.

Years of frustration poured out as she clung to me, repeating her thanks over and over.

“I’ll work really hard… I’ll work so hard…!”

Ah-hyun looked up at me, our eyes meeting.

“I’ll become someone who can help you…!”

I’d heard those words somewhere before.

Lee Seol had said the same thing when she visited me in the hospital.

Had they planned this?

I chuckled wryly and hugged her back.

“I’m counting on you.”

Talent or Effort.

It was a constant debate, a difficult question with no easy answers.

But one thing was certain.

‘Awakening talent and seizing opportunities…’

…both required effort.

It was possible because of all the hard work she’d put in, because of all the miles she’d run.

“You did well.”

I patted her back as she cried throughout the night.

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[T/N: Bro thinks only witches can became yandere lolol]

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