I Will Be the Only One Who Heals at the Prison Academy - Chapter 289



289 – Backstage #3

289 – Backstage # 3

Nike hurried out of the club room.

As he got as far away from the club room as possible and managed to calm his pounding heart, his vision became dizzy.

“… Huh, what should I do? “I would have looked at it completely suspiciously.”

Nike was sure that Victorica looked at him suspiciously.

He might have been able to get away with it a little better, but in many ways Nike was bad at hiding and lying, so he couldn’t help it.

“Maybe they’re chasing you… !?”

Nike couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was following her.

He was looking around.

━Kkeongkeong… !

Kungkungyi, riding on Nike’s shoulder his, shouted

Then he points to a certain place with his front leg.

It was a quiet vacant lot between old warehouses.

I guess they’re saying it would be a good idea to hide there.

Pababat.

Nike hid between the warehouses, like a raccoon hiding after stealing food.

After looking around and confirming that no one was chasing him, he sighed.

“Huh… What should I do? We have to find it quickly, quickly… Quickly before the situation gets more serious…”

Warrrr-.

Nike put the things he was holding tightly in his hands on the floor.

There were cups and plates that felt used, and miscellaneous items such as kitchen knives and ladles.

“These are the items that Victor used. There’s definitely a lot of Viktor’s scent and karma buried in it. One of these should be helpful…”

━Hiooong… !

Nike held out the cup to Keungkeungi.

Keongkeong tapped the cup with his front leg and shook his body as if dancing up and down.

━KongKong.

“Are you saying you don’t know? Then what about this?”

Zech.

This time it’s a ladle.

A cat that touched a ladle with its front leg.

This time, the guy shook his body up and down as if dancing.

━Hey…

“You say you don’t know. Then… The kitchen knife…”

After that, Nike continued to offer items to Kungkungi in a quiet alley.

But there was no significant result.

Zech.

Nike picks up the tie that Victor used.

This time, instead of holding it out to Kungkungi, he held it in front of his face

Sniff.

Nike focused all of his five senses on the sense of smell.

To hold on to even a subtle glimmer of hope.

“It smells like Victor…”

The tie on the school uniform smelled of Victor.

However, it was gradually becoming lighter.

Someday they will all disappear.

“Victor, where are you now? I need to find it quickly…”

Nike wiggled his nose in all directions, searching for Victor’s scent her her her her.

Thanks to 《Wild Skin》, Nike gained a sense of smell like an animal.

To Nike, there was only dirt and the musty smell of old warehouses.

“… If Viktor disappeared because of me… I guess I failed because it’s been so long. This is my first time seeing someone burn so badly that I can’t even recognize them…”

Slurp.

At that time, a familiar scent reached the tip of Nike’s nose

It was a similar smell to Victor.

“I guess it’s nearby!”

Pot-.

Nike got up from her squatting position and ran through the warehouse.

Soon Nike’s face she turned white

“Hi! Victorica!”

“Why are you so surprised when you see people?”

“Uh…”

From noble mtl dot come

Nike turned his head.

I thought it would be a good idea to get out of this place quickly.

A thin, soft, yet strong hand grabs the nape of Nike’s neck

“Put this down… !”

Nike was grabbed by the back of her neck by Victorica and was struggling to hang on.

However, since Victorica’s physical strength was stronger than Nike’s, there was no way to escape.

“Nike. You. “I know what’s happening.”

“Ugh…”

“Say it, don’t hide it. You. “I’m hiding something now.”

Nike was embarrassed.

Because I couldn’t tell my ‘secret’.

“…”

So he kept his mouth shut

There are times when it is better to remain silent than to make a flimsy excuse.

This is the method I learned from Victor.

Sreuk.

At that time, Victorica let go of Nike’s neck

And then he collapses on the floor.

He covered his face with his palms and began to cry, shaking his shoulders little by little, and he looked very sad. Nike understood Victorica’s feelings

Because Nike was also very sad.

“…”

Nike felt sorry for Victorica who was crying.

At the same time, the feeling of having to keep her own secret grew stronger.

A secret I have never told anyone before.

If I were to tell you, I wouldn’t be able to live like I did until now.

At that time, she said

“… Tell me. Where is Victor? “What happened?”

“…”

Nike had a weak heart.

So it was always a problem.

“…”

It was painful for Nike to stay still.

Looking at that tearful expression, Victorica got up from her seat.

Then he grabbed Nike’s shoulder her and asked.

“You. After all, I know something… ! Yes… ?”

“…”

“Victor, where are you? You. You came back to school before us. Something definitely happened here. Right… !?”

“I am… I tried. For Victor. In many ways…”

“Effort?”

“Victoria, do you know?”

“Do you know? “What?”

“… When a person dies. What happens next?”

“…”

Victorica did not know the meaning of her question.

But, I knew the answer.

So she answered what she knew.

“If you die a glorious death, your soul goes to Valhalla, where the gods reside…”

“That’s what they say at the Holy Hwangcheong Office or the church. But that’s not really the case. The church is lying. When someone dies, they go to the shower.”

“…”

The church lies.

It was an extremely blasphemous and heretical story. The fact that the church was telling lies was no different from saying that the revelations of the gods were lies.

Those who say such things are either madmen or heretics.

‘What is a shower room?’

Victoria closed her mouth for a moment.

Suddenly, a document I saw a long time ago came to mind.

Nike Wildrose.

It was a document showing that a girl around 5 years old received the sacrament of finality from a priest dispatched from Seonghwangcheong.

“Nike, were you ever…”

“Victoria. If you want to know, I can tell you. What happens behind the scenes. But if you find out, you can never go back to the way things were. Maybe it will end up cursing me.”

“…”

“If you’re ready, take her left hand. However, if she wasn’t ready, she would just turn around and go back to where she came from. This is also for you, Victoria. The choice is yours.”

“It’s my responsibility?”

Victorica felt that the two paths were laid out before her.

In other words, it is a ‘choice’ that comes up occasionally in life.

Victorica’s life will be divided depending on the choices you make here.

But she had nothing to worry about.

“Nike mokemoke. Don’t act proud. “It’s not like I’m going to be scared anymore.”

Zech.

Victorica held onto Nike’s hand her her, who was somewhat tentative.

“Now tell me. “Where is Victor?”

“… I don’t know either.”

“… “You don’t know?”

“It was definitely brought back from backstage…”

* * *

“What?”

When I came to my senses, I was standing in the hallway.

It was like, how can I say it, a hallway where the cast would exit after the curtain call after the play was over.

“Where on earth are we?”

A truly unexpected place.

“What are you doing here? Is there anyone? Is there anyone?”

It was a really random and quiet place.

Thanks to this, my sense of reason becomes clearer.

This is heaven.

Either that or hell.

“I ended up dead.”

The essence of me, Victor, was death.

No matter how hard you struggle, you are destined to die in the end.

I was clearly aware of it the moment my breath passed away with the final pain.

The death that countless Victors experienced.

It’s safe to say that it all felt like it was synchronized.

It would be safe to say that he was reminded of something that had already died several times.

I guess it’s good.

What is important is that through death, he became a complete ‘Victor’.

I was recognized after I died.

Because that was my role in the first place.

I was a meaningful being by dying.

“Anyway, that’s true. “I died quite gruesomely this time.”

No, it wasn’t a miserable death, it was a ‘crispy’ death.

As the chef of the cooking club, my last dish was grilling myself over an open flame.

It’s a bit funny because it’s something I never imagined.

Still, I will be the first and last Viktor to be burned to death by a dragon.

I would have been the first to have this possibility.

“… Is it a possibility?”

The possibility comes to mind.

In the past, I, no, we often thought about this possibility.

What kind of life would I have lived if I were born the son of a rich family?

Otherwise, what would it have been like for me to have been born in a completely different world?

A country born in the era of flying spaceships.

If my parents didn’t die and lived to the end.

If you grew up normally in a harmonious family.

I imagined that possibility.

Of course, it was just an escape from the harsh reality.

However, something like that may actually be happening somewhere─

I think I’ve heard something like that before.

This universe is vast and has infinite possibilities.

There is another me somewhere, and the ‘me’ there may be living in a completely new place and with a completely new appearance, unlike the current me.

So to speak.

This means that I may be somewhere out there where the dice I threw out with different values.

1 b. 2b. 3b. B of 4.

As such choices and variables increase countlessly… , There may be people who live lives so different that they cannot be recognized as ‘me’.

But.

In the end, I, Victor, who survived until the end through various variables, eventually died today like the other Victors.

“I’m lonely.”

No matter how hard I struggled, no matter how many times I threw the dice, all the faces of my dice had the word ‘death’ on them, so the squares they ended up on ended up being the same.

“Is this the end of my turn?”

My play is over.

Now I have no choice but to go to the other side of the dark stage.

Just as after the game is over, the chess pieces in the box are stored in a dark drawer and never taken out, and forever forgotten.

Even if my turn comes again next time, there is a chance that I won’t be able to remember anything.

“Still, I did everything I wanted to do.”

I am satisfied.

I was the freest I’ve ever been.

“No, the truth is a lie.”

I want to live.

I don’t want to die like this.

I don’t want it to end like this.

“… It’s a shame.”

I could have done it.

It was really a little bit further.

“Really.”

It’s really unfortunate.

I can’t close my eyes because I’m so angry.

I really wanted to survive so badly.

Why did I end up reaching for the dragon’s flames?

It would have been fine if I had just ignored it and run away.

Why couldn’t I do that?

“Is this the end?”

Maybe it’s because I died before clearing, but I’m even more angry.

Is it really going to end like this?

Do I have no choice but to leave like this?

Are you saying I have no choice but to leave behind that dark stage?

「A place to exit」.

The entrance of that flashing sign is flashing a warm light as if inviting me to come.

But I couldn’t move to the back of the stage over there.

I really feel like everything will end if I get out of here.

It feels like it will stop forever.

So I just stood in this dark and cold hallway.

━━──.

At that time, something caught the tip of my nose.

It was a faint scent.

Sweet scent.

I thought it was a smell that didn’t suit this place, so I walked slowly.

Now that I see it, other than the “Exit area,” There are many other things in this hallway that could be called rooms or spaces.

━Everyone has to line up to get in… !

I heard a strange voice.

It was a thin voice like that of a girl between about 10 and early 15 years old.

When I looked towards the place where the voice was coming from through the dim light, there were quite a few people there, and their appearances were diverse, and their races, genders, and even races were diverse.

“These guys are stupid beings who can’t even stand in line… What happened to everyone’s hair… ? Hurry up and follow the guidance of this leading facilitator…!”

The strangest thing was the one in the middle of the crowd of people and animals muttering left and right, screaming loudly.

This guy had platinum-blond hair tied back like a Victorica, and had short, pointed triangular ears.

“Nymph?”

“… Ah? Who made the nymph sound just now? ?”

Ah. We made eye contact.

Soon golden eyes resembling Victoria’s looked at me and trembled with fear.

“Hey… ! What district does this guy come from… !? When do you leave the line? !?”

“I am Victor. Who are you? Where am I?”

“Uh, why are you saying this… !? Surely it wasn’t washed in the river of Lethe… !? … Manual, there was nothing like this in the manual… !”

What do you mean?

The nymph was very afraid when she saw me.

“If I make a mistake again this time, I will be scolded by this tutorial and my seniors… This guy, hurry and get this way before other people see… !”