I’m not a Regressor

I am not a regressor Episode 357:

Vacation in 3 Parts (3)

“Is… are you okay?”

It was around 3pm when Isabella’s rampage due to bloodsucking stopped.

Her binge-watching, which started at 7 a.m., barely came to an end after eight hours.

“….”

Ojin’s appearance is as dried as a squid dried in the sea breeze.

Ohjin looked up at the ceiling with glazed eyes and recalled the memories of the past eight hours.

‘It wasn’t human.’

Would it be better to call him a hungry beast or a blood-crazed vampire?

Anyway, the sight of Isabella, with her eyes stained blood-red and greedily lusting after him like a devil in hell, was enough to send shivers down my spine just thinking about it.

‘I almost died.’

It was not an act of affectionate confirmation of love between lovers.

It must have been like a wild beast ravenously devouring its captured prey.

Even though he had the superhuman body of a high-ranking awakened person, his entire body was sore as if he had been hit with a hammer, so there was no need to think about how big the impact must have been.

“…I guess I’ll have to buy a new bed.”

“I’m sorry! “I’ll order it right away!”

Looking at the horribly shattered bed and muttering like a patient waiting for the last leaf to fall, Isabella got up and quickly ran out of the room.

Ojin looked at Isabella’s back and sighed deeply.

‘First of all, it would be impossible to do this every day.’

Time is time, but the consumption of physical and mental power is too great.

Even so, it would be better to do it after your body has fully recovered.

“The order is finished, Mr. Oh Jin…”

When I went outside, I saw Isabella with her head down, looking very intimidated, holding the smartphone in her hand.

She continued speaking in a voice that seemed to be crawling.

“sorry. I also didn’t think I would have this much impulse…”

“No. “I was the one who asked to do it.”

“Are you feeling okay?”

“I got some rest and got better.”

Actually, my legs are still shaking.

He couldn’t show his difficult appearance in front of Isabella, who was looking at him with worried eyes.

“ha. “I ruined Oh Jin’s vacation.”

Isabella sighs deeply and feels guilty.

“It’s only 3 o’clock. “You can leave now.”

“Are you sure you don’t mind?”

“I heard it’s okay.”

Ojin chuckled and lightly placed his hand on Isabella’s shoulder.

“Is there somewhere you want to go?”

“Oh, wait a minute, there’s a place I’ve been looking for.”

Isabella, who was checking the smartphone screen, opened her mouth with sparkling eyes.

“Namsan Seoul Tower! “I want to go here!”

“Seoul Tower?”

Although it is a popular date spot, it was a much better place than Ojin expected.

“yes! “Go shopping and eat delicious food!”

“Are you okay with that?”

A thought crossed my mind that this might be too simple a dating course for an aristocratic lady like Isabella to enjoy.

For that matter, the amusement park I went to before wasn’t a place a noble lady would go.

“Yes, I really want to go.”

Isabella smiled brightly as she gently hugged Ojin’s arm.

Actually, it doesn’t matter if it’s not Seoul Tower.

I wanted to walk the streets with him and spend a normal day like a couple that would be everywhere.

‘Because there aren’t many opportunities like this.’

She was the head of the Colgrande family, which owned dozens of the world’s leading companies, and was an awakened person with 11 stars in her sights.

In a daily life that is inevitably far from ‘normal’, the vacation spent with Oh Jin was a day more valuable than any other treasure.

‘I wasted half my vacation.’

Belated regrets came flooding back, but you can’t turn back time that has already passed.

The corners of Isabella’s mouth twitched as she thought about enjoying a flirty date with Ojin from now on.

“Okay then, let’s go to Namsan.”

“Shall I call Roberto?”

“No, I’ll drive.”

I haven’t had a chance to ride it recently, but there is still a luxury foreign car that the association got for free in the underground parking lot.

“Hehe. “Suddenly I think of Poppy.”

Poppy helped in many ways in horse riding with a smooth ride comparable to that of foreign cars and tireless stamina.

“I’m sure you’ll be doing well.”

Poppy had been left behind in the Khan Kingdom before returning to Earth.

Because it was impossible to raise a demon beast that was several meters tall on Earth.

Oh Jin left his longing for Poppy behind and took the car keys that he had not taken out for a long time.

“Shall we go?”

“yes!”

Isabella smiled brightly and leaned her head on Ojin’s shoulder, which she hugged.

* * *

It didn’t take long for us to arrive at Seoul Tower.

“Oh wait a minute.”

Before getting out of the car, Ojin used illusion to cover Isabella’s and his own faces.

“If you do this, you won’t need to wear separate sunglasses or masks.”

“Hmm. “Is it true that your face is covered?”

Even when I took out a hand mirror and checked my face, there was no difference from usual.

“It only looks different to other people.”

“Wow, that’s convenient.”

A smile bloomed on Isabella’s lips at the fact that she could hang out with Oh Jin without having to worry about what others thought.

Isabella did not enter the tower right away, but headed to a nearby department store first.

“Let’s start by buying a few clothes, Oh Jin.”

“It’s better to just order it cheaply online.”

To Oh Jin, clothes are literally consumer goods.

Since I usually train so hard, my clothes become tattered after only a few wears, so I just buy them in bulk at once, use them sparingly, and then throw them away.

“No. Mr. Oh Jin has now become a world-class hero, so he needs to dress formally.”

Isabella said with a somewhat stern expression.

Oh Jin couldn’t help but laugh because it was like a wife taking care of her husband who was getting dirty.

“okay. “Then I’ll leave the coordination to Bella.”

“Hehe. “Just trust me.”

Having belonged to the culture of high society since she was young, she knew better than anyone else what brand of clothes she should wear to have the dignity and formality appropriate for her background.

“Please come here, Mr. Ojin.”

Isabella heads to the luxury store in the department store, pulling Oh Jin by the arm.

‘No, what are the prices of the clothes…’

The clothes are so expensive that one wonders if they added an extra ‘0’ to the price tag by mistake.

It was a misdiagnosis that we could now buy those kinds of clothes by the truckload, but since it was an ingrained habit, a rejection reaction occurred at the cellular level.

“I think this shirt will suit you, Oh Jin. Oh, this coat too. Oh my. “Come here, Oh Jin!”

Isabella is dragging Ojin around with an extremely excited expression.

She started randomly picking out luxury items that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars just for one piece, as if she was sweeping up clothes at a store that was going out of business.

“No, calm down for a moment…”

“Ah, what should we do, Mr. Ohjin?! “They all fit together so I can’t choose!”

No matter what Ojin wore, it looked so good that I couldn’t choose just one.

Although Isabella’s eyes were tightly closed, Oh Jin’s fit was so perfect that most models couldn’t even show off their business cards.

A body perfected through extreme training and consistent management.

He’s not tall, but he’s above average in height and has a slightly decadent face.

Since the hangers were so good, it was harder to find clothes that didn’t match everything from casual to formal.

“I’ll buy everything!”

Hmm!

Isabella snorted excitedly and took out a black card from her wallet.

The employees, who had spent almost all the clothes in the luxury store, approached with a restrained gesture, like servants attending an audience with a king.

“Please send all the clothes home later.”

“yes!”

Isabella turned around, leaving behind the employee who responded vigorously with the intention of saluting.

Later, Isabella returns to Ojin humming a song, probably excited at the thought of dressing her up to her taste.

“The shopping ended faster than I expected~♬”

“…Okay. “If you buy everything, there’s nothing to worry about.”

Oh Jin, who was trying to point out Isabella’s consumption that went far beyond common sense, quickly turned away after realizing again that her wealth was worth well over trillions in Korean Won.

‘I remember someone saying that Bill Gates was frugal in an article saying he spent 5.5 billion won on vacation.’

From Isabella’s point of view, shopping for clothes in the luxury section of a department store is an extremely frugal(?) consumer lifestyle.

“I finished shopping early. Should I stop by a nearby cafe?”

“yes! great!”

Oh Jin went into a cafe inside a department store with Isabella.

“What would you like for coffee?”

“Same thing as Oh Jin.”

“okay.”

Oh Jin stood at the ordering counter and looked through the menu.

As expected from a famous brand, it was full of all kinds of coffee.

‘Of course, coffee is iced Americano.’

If you’re Korean, wouldn’t you naturally say ‘aha’?

Of course, Isabella is Italian, not Korean.

‘I guess it doesn’t matter.’

Isn’t coffee there anyway?

“Two cups of iced Americano are here~”

Perhaps because there was no one waiting, I grabbed the coffee that came out quickly and took it to Isabella.

“…What is this, Mr. Ojin?”

Isabella’s expression hardens as she looks at the iced Americano on the tray.

“huh? “Iced Americano?”

“Oh my.”

Isabella smiled brightly and looked back at Ojin.

Why?

I even felt an eerie sense of life in her brightly smiling face.

“This is water, not coffee, right?”

Was the iced Americano water?

…Since when?

“Hehe. Koreans are really nice too. “This is being sold under the name coffee.”

Isabella, who was looking at the coffee cup as if she were looking at a cup filled with sewage water, looked back at Ojin and continued.

“Do you understand, Oh Jin? “There are only two types of coffee: latte and espresso.”

“Oh yeah. sorry.”

Now that I think about it, I remembered seeing it on the internet before.

Most Italians only drink coffee as espresso and latte.

‘Just because you’ve lived in Korea for a few years doesn’t mean the ingrained culture will change.’

Now, Isabella has become accustomed to Korea to the point where she can speak Korean fluently without having to use an interpretation device.

She was definitely not Korean, but Italian, born and raised in Italy.

Since the environments we lived in were different, there were bound to be differences in culture.

“I’ll order it again.”

“No, it’s okay. “I’ll give it a try.”

Isabella is drinking iced Americano with a straw in her mouth, as if she wants to take this opportunity to challenge herself.

“…Hmm.”

Seeing her gently frowning as if it didn’t suit her taste made me feel nervous for some reason.

It felt like I was making gambas for my girlfriend who is allergic to shrimp.

I even felt guilty about the menu selection that did not take into account the fact that she was Italian.

“What would you like for dinner instead?”

“Oh, Mr. Ojin, do you want to eat something?”

“I…”

No matter what I do, I have to make up for this painful mistake.

“pizza. okay… “I’m craving pizza.”

“Oh my, it’s so good.”

Isabella smiled brightly at the word pizza.

For her, who had always insisted on a Korean diet to accommodate Oh Jin and Ha Eun, she couldn’t help but be happy to try traditional Italian food for the first time in a while.

‘yes!’

Oh Jin is inwardly delighted when he sees Isabella’s relaxed face.

“let’s hurry.”

“hmm? “Already?”

“You didn’t even eat lunch properly earlier.”

Couldn’t I have just had lunch?

I was held captive by her without even being able to eat breakfast.

“Ah… that’s right.”

Ojin took Isabella to a nearby famous pizza chain.

“Sit here. “I’ll order it for you!”

“Yes, Mr. Ojin.”

Oh Jin, who entered the pizza restaurant, enthusiastically headed to the ordering counter as if he wanted to make up for his earlier mistake.

There were quite a few different types of pizza, but what caught my eye the most was the menu that said ‘Today’s Pick!’

“Please give me this.”

“You’re talking about Hawaiian pizza, right?”

“yes.”

A pizza topped with delicious pineapple.

Oh Jin, who ordered additional meatball spaghetti, smiled brightly and headed to the table where Isabella was waiting.

“…What is this, Mr. Ojin?”

Isabella’s expression hardened when she saw the pizza that Ojin had brought.

“huh? “It’s pizza?”

“Yes, it’s pizza. Why is there pineapple on it?”

“Well, it’s Hawaiian pizza, so…”

“Mr. Ohjin.”

Isabella looks back at Ojin with cold eyes.

A cold shiver ran down my spine at the sight of his eyes, which were as cold as the snowy fields of permafrost.

“Kneel down.”

“…yes?”

Here?

“Kneel.”

I don’t know what it is.

Rather than making up for his mistake, it seems he woke up the sleeping Blood Queen in her coffin.