Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 268



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The Regressor’s Notepad 268

Fake, Real (3)

I have two memories.

One before regression, the other after regression.

The story lines are so different from each other.

─Yes. It’s finished.

This memory is from before the regression.

In a coffee shop in the capital, Solliet said, there was a scar around her eye that had never been there before.

I was worried, but my worries were meaningless to her.

─So, is it over?

I asked her, a hint of regret in my voice.

Soliet frowned slightly.

─I’m not finished yet.

─What are you talking about? You said you took care of the nightmare.

Solliet made a bitter expression at my question about nightmares. She raised the corners of her mouth and stroked my hair.

─Nightmares are an artificial phenomenon.

Artificial phenomenon.

That means… … .

─It means invention.

The nightmare is something that was created by someone.

─I will go after the person behind it.

At the time, I thought that Soliet was ruined. It was an illusion that she had already taken revenge, but was still forcibly looking for another target for revenge.

No it wasn’t.

Soliet’s revenge began from then.

─More than that. How is Zion’s physical condition?

She was worried about me. I guess it was a sense of duty, but it still made me feel good.

─What… … . It’s been 1 month since 3 years and 7 months, so 3 years and 6 months?

─But it’s strange. How is the expected dawn so specific?

─I don’t know. It was predicted. Because I didn’t pierce the body.

I looked at Soliet while sipping my coffee. Soliet took a sip of her coffee and sat up.

─Where are you going?

─I’m going to investigate.

─What is it? I’ll help you too.

Because I had connections in the underworld and the dumpster, I was able to help Soliet get her revenge.

It could help her.

Two years later, my help led to her suicide.

“… … .”

I opened my eyes quietly.

Thud, thud.

The sound of falling rain. The dark interior. The creaking wooden planks of the old Endex building.

“Whey… … .”

Next to me, I can hear Solliet sleeping. There is a cat next to her.

This is the cat that Growl gave me as a gift.

“… … 3 years and 7 months.”

I looked at her and muttered softly.

“How do you know?”

It is something I cannot understand.

But let’s make a hypothesis. Could it be that Soliet has overcome regression?

But is it possible to overcome regression?

Even if that were the case, why did only Soliet recall some of the things before the regression?

Because she’s strong enough to overcome regression?

Then shouldn’t Jade have overcome it first?

“… … Head.”

My temples are throbbing.

“ha…….”

A deep sigh escaped.

The current Soliet is different from the Soliet before the return.

Of course I loved Soliet before her regression, but she was never a healthy character.

Tiddididi─ Tiddididi─

In the meantime, the sun rose.

“Hey. Soliette.”

I poked Solliet’s cheek with my finger. She opened her eyes, her face like a newspaper.

“… … Where is it?”

“What do you plan to do now?”

“……yes?”

He frowns while glaring at me half-asleep. As if asking what I’m talking about all of a sudden.

“What are you planning to do? There are no more nightmares.”

“… … .”

My expression must have been serious, because Solliet also raised her upper body.

“Nightmare is… … .”

She paused, biting her lips.

I took her word for it.

“It’s an artificial phenomenon. A disaster caused by humans. Something like an invention.”

“……uh?”

Solliet’s eyes widened.

“So. What kind of revenge are you going to take?”

I asked her about revenge.

“… … We need to find the mastermind.”

“and?”

The next thing is important.

After finding the mastermind and punishing them, what will Soliet do? What does she want to do?

“… … .”

Then Soliet looked at the [Bethundun] game console. She narrowed her eyes almost as if she was staring.

“I will become a game developer.”

“… … Game development?”

“Yes. [Bethundun] is currently under maintenance.”

Because the tank was destroyed, the souls within it flowed out and enveloped the entire Bedundan. That’s why it was a forced inspection now.

Perhaps, [Bethundun] is in the process of being incorporated into reality.

“Once the server opens, I plan to create another game on it. I’ll also meet with the developers.”

I smiled faintly and rubbed the back of my neck.

Not bad for a game developer.

Either way, it’s better than suicide.

I hit her on the head.

“Then get up. Let’s go to school.”

* * *

Edsila National University.

I went to school with Soliet for the first time in a long time and we took classes together. Because of my absences during that time, my grades and homework were a mess, but they were unnecessary to Soliet anyway.

“… … It’s been so long that it’s hard to keep up.”

“It’s karma. Who would want to just play games?”

Soliet pouted, glaring at the pile of tasks on her arm.

“Huh?! Zion~ Sollet!!”

Just then, a guy came running from far away, waving his hand.

It’s Layeda.

The guy was grinning with Gerken hanging next to him.

“Hey guys. Do you want to go see Ellie?”

“……suddenly?”

“No~ He opened a hospital in Matap. I’ll go to Matap too.”

I looked at Gerken. Gerken coughed silently, and Raye explained.

“Ah. This guy and I do debate classes together. He’s really good at debating. I think he’s going to be a politician.”

“I see.”

“But Soliet, why haven’t you been to school yet?”

Raye looked at Soliet. Soliet scratched the back of her neck and laughed.

“Something happened.”

“Work? What… … Anyway. If you want to go see Ellie, let’s talk later~”

Raye suddenly pulled me closer and whispered in my ear.

─Ellie wants to see you.

“… … Do you think he did that?”

At least Elise wouldn’t say that with her own mouth.

“Hehehehe.”

Raye smirked with a smug expression.

“Oh. Right. You guys, did you know that? Our Trick City Hero Special Law was passed.”

“That’s good.”

Half of the Hero Special Law is probably because of me.

It’s not that I haven’t been active as Rakel Dra, I’ve been hunting down and killing underworld thugs and cartel thugs whenever I have free time.

“then…….”

Tiring-

An alarm came on my smartphone.

It was a text from the intelligence agency.

“I’ll go first. Soliet. Ask them to help you with your homework.”

“ah!”

Soliet’s eyes sparkled as if she thought it was a very good idea. Gerken and Raye looked embarrassed, but Soliet slyly led them, offering to buy them food.

* * *

As soon as I got back to the information office, I went through some personnel files. I used Belmore’s code, although it was not a privilege granted to a rookie.

[Jeff Garner]

They are candidates for team members.

Graduated from a lower-ranking university. Weapon: dagger. 173cm. 70kg.

Although he is currently an outsider among the Chasers, he will grow into a Chaser on par with the Balancer by successfully completing difficult missions over the next five years.

I’ve seen it before too.

In a word, he is a ‘person who sticks to his principles.’

They only do what is necessary for the success of the mission, and they never involve elements outside the mission. They never kill people indiscriminately.

“… … Why is it so narrow?”

I found his office.

Every Chaser has a private office. Jeff Garner too. The vast underground intelligence bureau is overflowing with rooms.

“hmm.”

I recently moved into a fairly large office at Bellmore, but Jeff’s office is probably less than a tenth of mine.

It’s not like it’s a goshiwon or anything.

There was no doorknob, so I just came in.

“… … .”

The laptop is also Fuji. The clothes hanging on the hanger are also Fuji.

Even though the Chaser’s income is different for each person, the base salary would still be 10,000 Renminbi per year.

Squeak-

The office door opened from outside.

I looked back at him.

“… … What’s going on?”

Jeff Garner. He asked me.

“… … .”

For me, it was a little disconcerting.

It’s not that it isn’t, but the gap between the future and the present is too big.

Even though it’s the future, it’s only about 7 years later, but back then, I had a thicker beard, darker wrinkles, and always wore sunglasses.

“… … Jeff Garner, is that right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The voice was similar to that time, but the face was completely different.

Dense facial features, very deer-like eyes. He’s much shorter than I thought, so he looks very cute.

Before the regression, did you intentionally try to look tough because of this impression?

“Nice to meet you. I am Zion Ascal.”

“I know. Team Leader Belmore’s… … .”

“That’s good.”

I said, tapping a pack of cigarettes on the desk.

If you know in advance, it becomes easier to sell your name.

“Jeff Garner. Team Leader Belmore wants you.”

“… … ?”

Jeff’s already large eyes grew even bigger.

… … .

Same time.

Information Director Gedler is presiding over a meeting of executives. The purpose of the meeting is once again ‘Bern’. In order to somehow retaliate against him for using the media and public opinion to attack Jedrick.

However, Director Gedler is more concerned about ‘Bellmore’ than Bern.

“… … .”

Gedler looked at Belmore.

In a meeting chaired by six team leaders and the director, he doesn’t say a word. Instead, he consistently shows a yes-man expression and gestures, and responds positively to everything said.

──It’s a natural poker face that’s almost wicked.

“… … If so. Bern’s finger, Team Leader Belmore who dropped the congressman.”

Gedler pointed his finger at Belmore. Belmore smiled faintly.

“Team Leader, can you take on another operation this time?”

“I always do it if you ask me to.”

He’s easygoing.

Director Gedler and the four other team leaders with similar traits are not pleased with the guy’s appearance, but they try hard to hide their feelings.

Belmore thought.

‘I’ll just have to deal with Zion and go clubbing. I heard a celebrity is coming today.’

“Team Leader Bell is really easygoing, huh?”

At Gedler’s question, Belmore blinks for a moment and then nods.

“Can you have any leisure or anxiety about your mission? You just do what your direct superiors tell you to do.”

Belmore thought as he spoke.

‘I’ll leave it to that guy Zion for now… … Ah. Do you have any credit limit left? I think I’ll have to splurge on three bottles of expensive alcohol.’

Meanwhile, Gedler and the four team leaders pursed their lips.

A guy who obviously thinks differently.

However, the extent of his power has not yet been revealed. No one knows who his people are.

It is a very dense and delicate tissue formation.

As you can see from his poker face right now, he’s a cunning and quiet guy.

“Good. Leave the operation to Team Leader Bell. Have him plan it out and report back.”

“yes.”

Gedler stood up first. The four team leaders followed him, and Belmore naturally followed behind them.

“Then you guys… … .”

Gedler was about to talk to his team leader when he suddenly saw Belmore interrupting and stopped talking.

“… … Do you have anything to say, Team Leader Bell?”

Belmore looked at Gedler in silence for a moment. Gedler met his eyes in return.

Bellmore’s dilemma was this:

‘Should I ask to borrow your card for operating expenses? I guess I can just use it at the club and swipe it.’

“… … If you have something to say, say it.”

“I think we need some operating funds.”

“Operational expenses?”

“Yes. I think a card in another person’s name would be fine.”

“… … Is that necessary?”

“Yes. There is a lot of private spending involved in carrying out the operation.”

In fact, Zion Ascal uses his daily salary for personal expenses. There is no concept of operational expenses.

“If you report the details of the operation first, I will prepare it properly and give it to you.”

“Yeah, what… … Ah, again.”

Belmore smiled faintly.

“When are you having the dinner? I’d like to invite Director Gedle.”

At that moment, Gedler’s expression hardened.

A company dinner. This is clearly a suspicious proposal.

Know what traps might be set.

Team 3 leader ‘Coloras’ stepped forward with a frown on his face.

“… … Team Leader Bell. Let’s talk about that later. Isn’t it only been a month?”

“No, why do you have a company dinner once a month or once every six months?”

“… … I’m leaving now.”

Gedler left without saying anything, and the other four team leaders followed him.

“Why are you like that?”

Belmore looked at them with a strange look. Was this the famous taunt?

“… … You have spirit.”

A voice came from behind.

Belmore looked at him.

This is Team Leader David.

An external team leader who is completely out of favor with Gedler, and a bit of a stickler even for Belmore. He’s quite the idiot.

“Did you declare war or something?”

Team Leader David’s strange words left Belmore speechless.

Have you already lost your mind?

“… … What did you say?”

When Belmore asked again, David smiled and extended his hand, offering to shake hands.

Bellmore frowned and put his hands in his pockets.

“Shake hands alone.”

“Hahahaha. Sure.”

Rather, he seems satisfied, but it seems like he’s really out of his mind. Let’s stay away from him as much as possible.

Belmore came out of the conference room and picked up his cell phone to call someone.

“Hey Zion. The plan has been set.”

* * *

… … Recently, Jahanna has been looking for Zia.

This damn bitch never came back to the Hanging Gardens no matter how long I waited, so I went down to the continent and searched everywhere.

“Ah… …Should I kill him?”

The streets of the imperial capital.

At the coffee shop [BALANCE] where she followed Jia’s footsteps, Jahanna heard from an employee that she had already gone somewhere.

“Is this crazy bitch trying to fool around with me right now?”

As the heat rose to Jahanna’s head and she began to puff away like steam.

Tiring ringing─ Tiring ringing─

A phone call came.

It was Jia.

Jahanna answered the phone urgently.

“Hey you bitch──!”

Without realizing it, I started swearing like I used to.

─Ah… … . Sister… … .”

“Where are you?”

─I’m in the sky garden right now…

“… … Hanging gardens?”

─Yes… … I finished work late… … .

“Speak quickly, quickly!”

─I’m sorry… … for finishing late… …

A vein popped out on Jahanna’s forehead.

“You speak slowly on purpose, you. Do you want your tongue cut off? Are you human if you can’t even say 10 syllables in 30 seconds?”

─No… … Now… … I’ve come up to the Sky Garden… … Wait here-

Kkwaduk-!

She grabbed the phone. It was split in two lengthwise, and she kicked it, breaking it for the sixth time, as she got into the car.

“We’re going back to the Hanging Garden. If I see this bitch, I’ll whip her butt… … Let’s go!”

“yes!”

The driver also stepped on the accelerator hastily.