Regressor’s Life After Retirement

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[Old Friends]

-My ability is [Prophecy] no see.

-Instead, each time you use Prophecy, your remaining life gradually decreases. Two years at most… it will be shorter if you continue to use your abilities.

-So will you just believe me until then?

What Daein said at the press conference was broadcast live around the world on TV.

The whole world was in great shock.

Characteristic [Prophecy]

A foul-like ability that has never been discovered and only existed in imagination.

Daein confessed that he had that ability, explained everything that had happened so far, and even revealed all the penalties that the ability had.

“The more you use it, the shorter its lifespan… Well, it has all those abilities.”

“It’s such a deceptive power. “Of course, it’s unlikely that there would be such a penalty.”

A small restaurant in Seoul.

After finishing their mission, the three people who came to eat together were watching Daein on TV with stern expressions.

They were superhumans who had just awakened. The team consisted of two sons and one daughter, and to be exact, they were apprentice superhumans. Their uniforms had the WH logo emblazoned on them.

“…Honestly, I don’t understand the Vice President’s actions.”

Leader of the team. Shin Jung-cheol said as he put down the egg roll he was eating into his rice bowl.

“You literally shorten your lifespan every time you use it. “It would be a waste to use that kind of ability for yourself… Why are you doing it like that?”

“That’s because you’re the vice president. “He is a hero who has prevented countless disasters.”

Yang Sang-tae, who had dark circles under his eyes, answered. He was a huge fan of the landlord’s vice president.

“What would you do if you were a hero? “When you die, all your wealth and glory will end.”

Lee Yeon-ju, the only woman on the team, spoke realistically and received glares from Yang Sang-tae.

“Do you think the Vice President is like you?”

“Did I say something wrong? Was our Vice President born with a mission to save the world? “What kind of Jesus?”

In fact, she was saying this out of frustration.

Coincidentally, a reporter on the TV screen was asking a similar question.

-This question may be a bit strange, but… Is there a reason you have to sacrifice your own life to prevent a disaster?

-…….

Daein narrowed his eyebrows as if he was thinking for a moment. Soon he sighed lightly and said.

-I couldn’t just ignore the future I saw. If you saw a future where a child crossing the crosswalk next to you would be hit and killed by a car, how many people wouldn’t hold on to their shoulders?

“It’ll be quite a bit, right?”

“And what if I get treated like a kidnapper?”

Shin Jung-cheol and Lee Yeon-ju mumbled like that while simultaneously receiving a glare from Yang Sang-tae.

The person on the screen smiled lightly and continued speaking.

-There is another reason. Actually, I became extremely rich by using this ability, right? But when I imagined that the devil’s children would destroy all my property, I got so angry that I couldn’t sleep.

People seemed to think it was a joke to lighten the mood, and awkward laughter briefly spread throughout the press conference room.

“…You’re not very good at telling jokes.”

“I know. “Who would laugh at something like that at this time?”

“You are such a great person. “Who on earth would think that he was interested in money or something like that?”

The three people put down their chopsticks and looked at Daein. Everyone in the restaurant was doing that a while ago.

A detached expression and a naturally flowing sacred energy.

Everyone could not help but pay respect to the man who decided to sacrifice his life for humanity.

“…shit. Why does that person have to die? “I haven’t even been able to repay the favor I received.”

Yang Sangtae wiped his bloodshot eyes with the back of his hand.

When the first disaster to hit Seoul [The Night of the Seven Moons] began, Yang Sang-tae was late in evacuation because he was taking care of his sick elderly mother.

-Quaaang!

With the explosion, a monster came in front of them, and

just when they thought they were dead,

employees dispatched from White House miraculously took care of the monster and saved the two people.

‘Thank you. thank you so much!’

‘What. I came here at the special request of the landlord team leader. This way first. Our paramedics will take your mother to safety.’

‘…yes? Are you a landlord? ‘Did the landlord report it?’

‘no. This is the landlord team leader. ‘Surely you don’t know who it is?’

I didn’t hear any more details because I was in a hurry to evacuate, but from that day on, Daein became Yang Sangtae’s benefactor and idol.

The situation was similar for Shin Jung-cheol and Lee Yeon-ju.

They received help from the Whitehouse Guild during the most difficult time in their lives and later signed a contract with Whitehouse, who received the grace of awakening as a superhuman.

The three became a team because they got to know each other around the same time.

Shin Jung-cheol said, still keeping his eyes fixed on the TV.

“I was wondering if the Vice President and I were friends when we were kids, so I looked through all of our kindergarten and high school albums. But that wasn’t it either.”

“so do i. I had no relationship with the vice president. “Our parents don’t even know…”

“But why did they save us?”

“When we look at that future… aren’t we also seeing our own selves?”

The press conference was almost over.

Daein smiled and answered the reporters’ questions, which turned out to be completely favorable.

Every time he gave an answer, sighs of sorrow erupted from all directions.

-Life is not a waste at all. Rather, I feel relieved when I think about what will happen after everything is over.

-After my death, my assets will be created and run by the guild as a foundation.

-…Marriage? I don’t want to hurt anyone who will be left alone.

At the last answer, Lee Yeonju licked her lips as if she felt regretful.

“If I had the chance, I would try flirting with her. Vice President. “Actually, it’s a bit to my taste.”

Yang Sang-tae snorted.

“This person lives in a different world from us. And don’t you see those beauties around you?”

“What good do I have? “If I decorate myself well…”

“…from head to toe.”

“This guy is my friend.”

While Lee Yeon-ju was affectionately squeezing her friend’s carotid artery, Shin Jung-cheol watched TV, moving the side dishes to the side to prevent them from getting damaged during their physical fight.

The great man was emphasizing once again what he had said earlier.

-I am not a hero. I just want to prevent disaster and nothing else. Now is the time to unite all our forces. If all of humanity and allied levels join in, we can overcome this disaster. So… please.

The great man paused for a moment to focus everyone and then spoke.

– Instead of making any more speculations or meaningless controversies about me, please help me prevent the disaster that is right in front of me.

A natural halo spread in all directions along with the appealing voice.

‘…Shouldn’t a person like that be revered as a saint forever in history?’

Shin Jung-cheol muttered as he thought about that.

“He’s similar in age to us…”

The three were Daein and the same age.

However, while they were only apprentice superhumans who had not yet completed their formal training, the landlord was someone who the entire world, and indeed the universe, was paying attention to.

‘But… I don’t know why it feels strangely friendly.’

Was it a few months ago?

There was a time when the three of us ran into Daein, who had stopped by the Korean headquarters for a while.

‘uh. wait for a sec.’

The three people, who had received the grace of life but had only seen the great man a few times from a distance, were so startled that they became immobile.

‘Vice President!’

‘I respect you!’

‘…….’

The great man looked bitter for a moment at their reaction.

The three people were curious as to why they had that expression, but they couldn’t figure it out.

After a while, the great man opened his mouth.

‘It’s nice to see everyone working hard.’

‘thank you! It’s all thanks to the Vice President.’

Shin Jung-cheol, as the team leader, answered, and Dae-in stared at him.

‘Why why so…’

The great man looked at his watch and at the saddle stitch once in a while and muttered darkly in a very low voice.

‘Joongcheol said that if I see this bastard again, I will break the earthen pot… Phew. No, it was that bastard who was at fault, not this bastard. In the end, it’s the same bastard… but I have to endure it.’

Fortunately, Joong-cheol could not understand Dae-in’s muttering.

‘yes? yes? I know what you’re saying….’

‘It’s no big deal. It’s similar to engraving patience into one’s heart in order to endure murder.’

And Daein looked at Joongcheol with a somewhat complicated expression and then tapped him on the shoulder.

‘Let’s have a drink later when we have time. And we are the same age…’

‘Yes? It’s not possible! I can’t talk to the vice president!’

Daein nodded with an expression that seemed to be natural.

‘Who can say anything? Don’t think that you are equal just because you are the same age, but be polite when speaking politely. Society is not that easy. ‘We’re not even friends, are we?’

‘ah? Yes….’

‘Puhaha!’

Daein’s face was somewhat playful, but Joongcheol couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat in front of the heavenly Vice President.

‘Ah yes! All right.’

‘…is it so. then.’

The great man smiled once and spoke to the girl next to him.

‘kid. let’s go.’

‘It’s been a while since I’ve been here. Can’t I eat some chicken?’

‘I knew that would happen and I already had it delivered.’

‘You’re the best!’

‘Only in times like this…’

At that time, Joong-cheol thought that the back of Dae-in, who was playing around with Lily, looked comfortable, but at the same time a little lonely.

It’s just an assumption, though.

“…If we had met in a different way, we might have really become friends.”

At Joong-cheol’s words, the two friends who were confirming their friendship by squeezing each other’s carotid arteries turned to look at him.

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“friend? “With us and the Vice President?”

“How can we not be friends if we are the same age?”

“hey. There is a social position…”

The tenants were the hope of humanity who were receiving attention from all over the world, and they were probationary superhumans who had not yet been deployed for formal missions.

But Joong-cheol was confident.

“Then we can go upstairs.”

Now, the three were receiving an incredible level of guild support and were growing at an incredible rate.

Customized martial arts, weapons, and equipment were provided as if someone knew everything about them.

Although they have not yet received a probationary ticket, they have already been evaluated as having the strength of an official team.

“Perhaps we will be organized into an official team before the next Hell Gate begins.”

The two people also nodded at Joong-cheol’s words, which became serious. They also knew about it because they heard stories coming out within the guild these days.

“Let’s do our best then and ask the vice president to buy us a drink.”

The two people also nodded with serious expressions at the leader’s words.

“…I will definitely return the favor this time.”

“Then I guess I should try flirting with him then.”

“You’re wrong from head to toe….”

“Shut up, you bastard.”

Joong-cheol looked at his friends chatting again and smiled, then turned his head and looked at the TV.

After Daein’s press conference was over, the news was in progress.

-This is truly shocking and sad news. As it was revealed that WH Rendae’s deputy CEO had been using his life to prevent disaster, anchors all over the world

were already treating Daein as a dead person. Most other people in the restaurant seemed to think the same way.

But Joong-cheol did not agree to that.

Of course, I couldn’t provide evidence, but I

said, ‘It’s just my feeling… Vice President.’ ‘I don’t think I’ll die even after two years.’

Joong-cheol has had a good feeling since ancient times.

It’s difficult to explain accurately, but thanks to my senses, I’ve escaped danger and found hidden, hidden items several times.

That feeling was speaking.

No need to worry about the landlord.

I’m sure he will come back fine, so don’t worry and just wait.

‘The next time I have a drink…’

Joongcheol timidly promised himself.

‘Let’s talk about it.’

[Old Friends] End

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