Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 275



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Episode 275

What is emotion (1)

National University Library. I’m finishing up an assignment with Soliet.

“Why should I know the history of this swordsmanship?”

He was chewing on the paper as if he was going to chew it. He looked resentful that his time had been wasted.

“… … If you tell me to do it, I have to do it. Aren’t you going to graduate?”

“Black is not something you memorize. It is something you feel with your body.”

“Write it like that on the answer sheet. Hand me your notes.”

“… … I wrote it correctly.”

I checked Soliet’s notes.

“Hmm… … It’s okay. Pass.”

It’s a note that’s somewhat acceptable. Even though it’s written roughly, the handwriting is completely noble.

“You know the final exams are coming up soon, right?”

The College of Journalism is a fairly flexible program. You can graduate in one year if possible, or you can take a full four years.

After all, it is the ‘knight’s license’ that is important.

“I know.”

“Then what… … . Let’s stop here for today.”

“Ho-ho.”

Solliet let out a strange laugh. She probably intended to run straight to Bedundan.

“Is Zion with you?”

“No. I have some work to do… … .”

When he stood up while saying that.

Suddenly, someone’s silhouette caught my eye.

“Zion?”

“wait for a sec.”

I walked towards it as if I was possessed by something. I quickly stepped between the bookshelves and looked at its back.

Short black hair.

That guy is definitely, in my memory… …

“Tay!”

He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around.

“… … Ugh.”

She let out a small moan. Then she glared at me with a rather sinister expression.

“omg.”

It wasn’t Tay.

It was Teia.

“… …Tei, Professor Teia. Hello.”

I hastily added my remarks.

“… … .”

Teia was silent. Cold sweat formed on my temples.

I looked behind her absentmindedly. Gerken was standing there, blinking.

“I’m sorry. I had the wrong person.”

I bowed my back. Teia glared at me and waved her hand.

“good.”

“……yes.”

I quickly turned around and went out of the library with Soliet, who was waiting blankly nearby.

Solliet asked with wide eyes.

“Zion. Who is Tay?”

I scratched the back of my neck.

“I know.”

Tay.

A friend who clearly exists in my memories. Someone as precious as Yael and Soliet. A person who knows my secret of being ‘time-limited’, but whose whereabouts I have no idea… A ghost-like being.

“I don’t know either, I’m dying of frustration.”

… …

Teia watched closely as Zion and Soliet disappeared one by one.

Tay.

He clearly called me Tayra. That unconscious error was definitely imprinted on me then.

It’s a headache.

Symptoms will get worse over time.

“Gerken.”

Teia looked back at Gerken.

“yes.”

This time he was almost confirmed under his command.

I will get my journalist license within a year, and then I will start receiving my own guidance in earnest.

“Are you friends?”

Teia asked him about Zion.

“It’s motivation.”

motive.

It meant a little bit further than a friend.

“The kid who beat you.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Gerken spoke of defeat without shame or resentment. It was an attitude that Teia cherished.

“… … Let’s be friends.”

“… … So suddenly?”

Teia looked around and then cleared her throat.

“You need a rival, you know. And if you have any problems, feel free to ask me. I’m very knowledgeable about neuroscience.”

“Brain science… … All of a sudden?”

“Not suddenly.”

Teia turned around to look at Gerken. Gerken quickly straightened his posture.

“… … Anyway. That’s what I’m saying.”

“Yes, I understand.”

***

The laboratory of Libra Station.

I went back to work as Killian. The job was simple. It was about using the ‘intuition’ that Vito had praised.

In addition to Vito, I also visually inspect the AI-related techniques left behind by three researchers, check if they are working properly, and check and pass on any tangled parts.

Honestly, it could have all been done in three hours, but I intentionally extended the time.

Pretending to be tired, pretending to be hard, pretending to be sleepy, pretending to be pretending, they’re all pretends. If I finish too quickly, I might end up with too much work to do. It’s actually quite a drain on my horsepower.

“Don’t worry. It was difficult from the start. Intuition is greatly influenced by one’s condition.”

Fortunately, Vito understood.

“thank you.”

“So, if possible, please check mine first.”

Vito glanced at me. I smiled meaningfully.

“Of course. These are the results of Dr. Vito’s surgical examination.”

I showed him the paper on which the calculations had been completed. I pointed out several parts of the circuit that were not flowing properly.

“Hoo.”

The corners of Vito’s mouth twitched with satisfaction.

“That’s strange. Will mine be finished soon?”

“There are things I work the hardest on, but Dr. Vito’s technique is the cleanest and most complete.”

“Euuum~”

Vito let out a sigh as if he had heard a melody of some poem.

“It’s easy to see and intuitive to use.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Good to know. Thank you, Dr. Killian.”

“Rather, I am grateful. I get to see Dr. Vito’s techniques every day, even if I pay for them… … .”

While I was shabashaba with all my heart and soul, I thought for a moment. I carefully considered the timing of what kind of ‘question’ to ask.

“Hey, maybe.”

“yes.”

Vito answered with a grin.

Thanks to my compliments, the grass hair has become fluffy.

“Maybe with Lord Shaylock too-”

“fizzle.”

He quickly put his finger to my lips.

“He hates it when someone mentions his name.”

“sorry.”

“… … It’s okay. He’s behind it now. Have you ever worked together before?”

“Yes. Because you are such a fantastic person.”

“It’s a fantasy… … .”

Vito smiled faintly. I studied his face.

He had no respect, no admiration, or anything like that for Sheiloch. He simply treated him as a superior.

“Well, I guess so. I think the same way. He’s a fantastical person. He wants to be a fantasy.”

That’s a strange thing to say.

First of all, one thing is certain.

Vito knows ‘something’ about Shelock.

“Thank you. Well, I’ll finish the rest when I get off work.”

“Yes, please do.”

Surprisingly, Vito is quite flexible about his commute to and from work. He says he doesn’t mind not going to work at all as long as he can do his job well.

I bowed to Vito.

“If there is anything you would like me to inspect, please let me know at any time.”

“I’ll just hold on to this today. Good work.”

He walks along slowly, looking at the paperwork I gave him. He is a true workaholic who is crazy about work.

A mad scientist who has harmed tens, if not hundreds of thousands of people.

Wheein─

The cell phone rang.

[Did you have dinner?]

It was a text from Riley.

… … .

The station’s cafeteria.

I’m eating rice with Riley.

No, I’m the only one eating, and she’s just staring at me with her chin on her hand.

It’s a classic flirting tactic.

“How is work?”

Riley asked. I raised my eyes slightly.

“Uh… … It’s okay.”

“Dr. Vito praised you. That’s rare.”

“Thank you. It’s an honor.”

I pretended to hold back my laughter and smiled faintly. Then Riley smiled back.

“That’s amazing. Artificial intelligence. How do you make something like that?”

“… … .”

I hardened my expression. I looked at her quietly, then spoke in a meaningful voice.

“It’s probably better if you don’t know.”

“… …Is it better not to know?”

“──Huh?”

Then, another familiar voice appeared.

“what.”

I clenched my teeth when I saw him. I almost burst out laughing.

“Who is this person?”

It was Bellmore. He sat next to Riley and looked back and forth between her and me.

Riley introduced me first.

“This is Dr. Killian. He’s the new guy in the artificial intelligence department.”

“Ah, it was you.”

“San-nim, right? Dr. Killian, this is Team Leader Belmore.”

“hello.”

I nodded to Belmore. Belmore nodded disapprovingly.

“yes.”

“Team Leader Bell, what’s going on at the station?”

“The AI ​​department is hot these days, right? So I’m looking internally to see if there’s anything like a three-actor… … So, sir, Doctor.”

Belmore slammed his arms on the table. He looked at me, leaning his upper body forward.

“Isn’t there anyone like Sejak inside there?”

“Yes. They are all working hard.”

“Really~?”

But why did this guy suddenly intervene? I need to get Riley to do a favor quickly.

“Ahem.”

I put my hand in my pocket and called Bellmore on my cell phone.

Tiring-

Belmore picked up his phone. His brow furrowed.

“what.”

“why?”

“It’s Zion. Why are you suddenly asking me to come to the Information Bureau?”

The way he quickly gets up from his seat somehow looks like a dog being called by its owner.

Riley laughed.

“Fuck. Who’s the team leader? If you tell me to come, I’ll come. If you tell me to go, I’ll go.”

“Hey. Don’t you know? A competent employee is an employee who does his job well, and a competent team leader is a team leader who commands competent employees.”

“Do you feel like you’re being used?”

“Huh~ Are you crazy? That means you’re an employee. If you listen to that little brat Zion, you’ll get rice cakes even in your sleep. Let’s go.”

Bellmore stormed out. Riley pointed to his back and grinned.

“Ignore that person.”

“Ah… … yes.”

I answered as if I were an innocent young man. Inside, I was thinking about what kind of rice cake to give to Belmore.

Of course, if you call them over and say it’s a joke, they might try to bite even if it’s your dog…

ah.

There is one.

But, if you don’t say anything roughly, won’t they just take it?

“Oh, right. How do you get off work? Do you have a car?”

Riley asked slyly.

“No. I don’t have a car… … .”

“That’s a good thing. We’re on the same street. I’ll take you there.”

“Uh… … Yes, yes. Well, then thank you. No, I would appreciate it.”

I blushed. Riley looked at me with a satisfied smile.

… … .

“Hey, what the heck is this kid? Shit.”

Belmore frowned in Zion’s office.

This subordinate calls the team leader, but he’s not there, and he doesn’t answer the phone. Does he really think he’s the team leader?

Tiring-

Just then a text arrived.

[Zion: I came out early because something urgent was going on. I’ll tell you later.]

“Is this kid crazy? He’s telling the team leader to come and go?”

Belmore looked around the office with a venomous expression on his face. Then, for no reason, he sat down in Zion’s office chair.

“… … whi- whi hwi hwi-”

I opened the first drawer while whistling. There was a document that looked like a business report.

[Bern’s new business ‘New Frontier’ large-scale short selling plan]

“……oh?”

Bellmore scanned the document. A large-scale short-selling plan. The operation was an economic operation to destroy Bern’s ‘New Frontier’.

It seems like a new plan that Zion himself wrote himself… … .

“hmm.”

Belmore read it briefly and then carefully put it back in his pocket.

Well, that little Zion kid probably called the team leader because of this.

“I’ll take good care of it~”

I feel like I need some intellectual achievement these days anyway.

Thank you.

***

Same time.

Jahanna was admitted to Libra Medical Center. Director Denilson looked embarrassed at her.

“… … Princess Jahanna. There is no physical problem.”

VVIP room, Denilson said he hopes Jahanna gets discharged.

“How many times do I have to tell you that I know?”

Jahanna, in her hospital gown, just pointed to my chest with a pouty face.

“Still, there is something called psychological stress.”

“Psychological stress… … ”

“Yes. Can you calculate my stress level exactly, without a single milligram of error?”

“… … It’s difficult.”

“That’s what I mean.”

Jahanna lay in her hospital bed. She just turned her head and spoke to Denilson.

“Let’s call my doctor first. I need to check my condition before I go to bed. Director Denilson is no longer my doctor, right?”

“……yes.”

Denilson went out.

Not long after, Yuhains came in.

He calmly took Jahanna’s pulse.

“It’s normal.”

“… … .”

Jahanna snickered at the word normal.

“Hmm. But you know. I have doubts about that normal thing.”

“Why?”

“My heart has been beating strangely lately.”

Jahanna put her hand on my chest.

The way my heart beats has been so strange lately.

“I can’t even sleep well.”

I get more and more angry, feel uselessly frustrated, and even when I’m sleeping, I suddenly think of that guy. To be exact, the scene where he says, “You can’t go to Jahanna,” is played over and over again.

“I’m so annoyed.”

Yuhans nodded and checked something on the chart.

“Have you experienced anything that may have caused you emotional distress recently?”

Jahanna immediately asked Yuhans back.

“Do you know Zion Ascal?”

“… … .”

“You must know. You must have seen it often.”

Yuhans remained expressionless without saying a word. Jahanna crossed her legs as if she was frustrated.

“It’s because of him. He pisses me off. That’s why.”

Jahanna’s gaze became sharp.

“By the way, did he say anything to you about me? Not about the patient’s personal information or anything like that-”

“under.”

Yuhains’ expressionless face disappeared at that moment. He let out a strange laugh.

As Jahanna, I felt bad, but as Yuhans, I also felt quite ambiguous.

“… …Why are you splitting it?”

Jahanna’s heart aches because of Zion, and Zion loves Jahanna.

Yuhanes is not a person without any sense.

Rather, he once loved his lover passionately.

So, anyone can see that this is a lover’s quarrel.

However, Yuhains, who knows Zion’s illness, can understand it.

The time limit is like that.

They mistakenly believe that their love will become a ‘burden’ to someone.

One day, Yuhans himself experienced something like this.

“I asked why it was split.

Jahanna urged him menacingly.

Yuhanes answered with a sigh.

“I hope you stay healthy.”

“……what?”

“I wish Princess Jahanna good health always. Sion Ascal.”

“… … .”

Jahanna was dazed for a moment. She tilted her head and rolled the words, ‘I hope you stay healthy’ around her mouth.

Meanwhile, Yuhains got up.

“See you tomorrow. I’ll check your pulse periodically.”

Todododo- As he was leaving in a hurry in case Jahanna caught him, Jahanna just lay on the bed without even thinking about catching him.