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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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Are you the same person who was just crying so hard?
Now she’s glaring at me like I’m the enemy of her entire family.
Even if I wanted to smooth things over, it was difficult for me to speak, especially after experiencing being stabbed in the belly like a lamb skewer just a moment ago.
What if she’s also a crazy bitch like the other one?
Thus, we were in a silent standoff.
It was like a scene from a Western, with her hand on her holster, waiting for the noon bell.
*Ting*
Breaking the suffocating silence, a clear notification chime sounded, and a window popped up in front of my eyes.
[Guidance on Dimensional Travel – 1]
[In the event of death or an irreversible unconscious state in a dimension, dimensional travel will occur.]
[Until you find a dimension you desire, you shall journey through infinite dimensions.]
Guidance on dimensional travel…
As soon as I thought, “What the hell does that mean?”, the pigeon’s words flashed in my mind.
That damn pigeon bitch…
So, according to those words, it means I died from being stabbed earlier and moved here, right?
Well, I guess I wouldn’t be alive after my insides were spilled out.
Then this is another dimension.
What is it, a dimension that is no different from Earth?
And it seems to be Korea.
Is this some kind of multiverse or something?
What a ridiculously convenient setup.
“Why aren’t you saying anything? I asked you who Lee Hye-jung is!”
Ah, I want to think calmly for a bit, why are you constantly talking to me?
I’m already so damn confused.
“Ah… that… is it because I slept for a long time? I think I got confused with a dream.”
“What… was that it? I almost misunderstood.”
“Haha… sorry. Ugh!”
She gave me a sharp look, then pinched my side hard.
“Whether it was a dream or not, you met another woman. This is a justifiable punishment.”
Yeah, thanks.
You’re an angel just for not stabbing me.
A few hours ago, when I asked who she was, I involuntarily put on a show of my internal organs.
I managed to gloss over the part about mentioning a woman she didn’t know, but the most important problem still remained.
What’s her name?
It was a blunder to pretend I knew her.
I should’ve said I didn’t remember as soon as I saw her.
No, then I could’ve been stabbed again.
She seems more normal than Lee Hye-jung, but it’s too early to let my guard down.
There’s no way that damned pigeon would send me to a normal place.
*Click.*
The door opened again.
People in white coats stood blankly at the door.
Is it time for the rounds?
But why are they just standing there?
“P-Patient Kang In-ho…?”
The elderly doctor at the front called me hesitantly.
“Y-yes?”
“You’ve woken up?”
“A-as you can see?”
I answered with a youthful voice, thinking, Ah, I can buy some time.
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The doctor conducted simple tests, repeatedly saying,
“This is a miracle.”
Apparently, I had been unconscious for two months due to a traffic accident.
For me, this time of following the doctor’s instructions, folding and unfolding my arms, and walking for a bit, was so comfortable.
It was because I felt that at least these people wouldn’t harm me.
I sent the girl who wanted to stay by my side away.
She threw a tantrum, saying she would stay, but it was a victory I achieved by desperately signaling to the doctor with my eyes.
I told the doctor that I didn’t remember anything except my name.
It wasn’t a lie, because I really didn’t know anything about this body.
I saw a strange boy when I looked in the mirror.
He looked handsome, the kind that would attract women like that.
I also thought that if I had an ugly face, I wouldn’t receive such attention.
After a few more tests, the doctor explained that there was nothing seriously wrong with my body, but that I needed to undergo a thorough examination.
He said that the memory loss could be a temporary side effect of the traffic accident, and advised me to try to gradually regain my memory while living a normal life.
The doctor gave some instructions to the residents and finished the rounds.
“Patient Kang In-ho, congratulations on waking up safely. It seems like God really helped you.”
Well… it is related to God, but instead of helping, she fucked me over.
I couldn’t say that, of course.
The doctor, having finished the rounds, took the girl who had been at the door and disappeared.
And 30 minutes later.
“In-ho, is the amnesia… real?”
“Yeah. Actually, I… I don’t remember anything except my name.”
“Then why were you acting like you did earlier…”
The more I explained, the more suspicious I would become.
I decided to nip the question about why I was comforting her earlier in the bud.
“I don’t know. It felt familiar somehow. Like a friendly feeling. So I did that.”
“In-ho…”
As if touched, she covered her mouth with her hand.
Her ears turned bright red, as if she were embarrassed.
Then she suddenly hugged me again.
“Shin On-yu.”
“Huh?”
“That’s my name. Your friend since we were five years old. I live next door, understand you better than anyone, and have spent more time with you than anyone else, that kind of friend.”
“So, a childhood friend?”
“Hehe, what’s that? Isn’t that what old people say?”
Ah… do kids these days not use those words?
I feel sad to be reminded that I’m old.
“Ah, anyway, haha… that’s a relief. I was worried since I couldn’t remember anything. It’s good that you’re here.”
“Yeah! Don’t worry, I’ll stick by your side and help you remember everything.”
Right, I will adapt to this world and survive somehow.
Let’s make sure that horrible experience of being stabbed is just a one-time thing.
“I’ll be with you all day long. Be prepared♥”
Hmm… surviving will require a lot of effort.
Shit.
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Having read the raws… uhh bro is cooked that’s all I’m gonna say
bro ain’t cookedbro is cremated at this point
And these are the easy ones, the type that can actually be stopped by police