Regression Life of a Retired S-Class Mercenary

Episode 2. 7 years ago

Kangsu took a deep breath as his clogged pores were opened.

His whole body was covered with sweat. It seems to calm down a little, but the surroundings start to come into the eyes.

“hahahaha. what? Hey, is this…? It’s our house.”

It was just as it was before it burned.

Then, Kangsu gropes his chest with both hands. There was no hole where blood had flowed until just now.

“Hey, are you okay? really? Why?”

The surroundings gradually come into view.

A ceiling with all its old rafters exposed, miscellaneous agricultural implements lying around, piles of hides, dried meat, etc…

Although there were parts that were different from the last time he remembered it, it was definitely the house he lived in.

“What happened? I must have been shot and burned to death…”

Should I say it’s because he died first due to blood loss? I didn’t feel a burning pain, but it was definitely death.

Kang-soo got up from his seat in an unfamiliar situation and went outside.

The location of the table or the brazier, the vegetables hanging from the wall of the house, and other tools were also different.

Should I say it looks newer than before?

“uh! man! hey! hey!”

Suddenly, a human voice came from among the bushes.

Kang-soo, who was still out of breath, returned his gaze to that place.

A familiar person approached me, touching the floor with a cane that seemed to have been made from twigs.

“Choi······PD Yunho?”

It was Choi Yun-ho who returned last before he died.

However, he looks strangely young.

Choi Yun-ho, who came closer than before, is surprised to hear Kang-soo’s words.

“Do you know me? Oh, have you seen the broadcast? Just in case, I’ll tell you, it was absolutely not intentional. It happened to me too!”

“···yes? What is that…”

“Didn’t you find out after watching ‘We Want to Know’? No, would there be no more water than that? My throat is very dry because I wandered on the mountain road for too long…”

“I am not a suspicious person. I am the MBS broadcasting PD. No, would there be no more water than that? I’ve been wandering on the mountain roads for too long and my throat is so dry…”

At that moment, the voice that had been buried in long memories overlapped with Kang-soo’s ears.

These were the words he heard seven years ago when he first met Choi Yun-ho in the front yard of his house.

“Don’t you know me? You really don’t know!”

“yes? that one? Why do I… Do I really need to know?”

“You really don’t know?”

“I really don’t know. More than that, what about water…?”

Kangsu continued to ask while shaking his shoulder. Still, there was only one answer.

At this, Kang-su’s mind became confused.

“Can I get some water?”

“Oh, no. Please wait.”

Soon after, Kang-soo went into the house and scooped up a bowl of mineral water he had put in the crock pot beforehand and brought it out.

Accepting it, Choi Yun-ho was able to regain a bit of energy after sighing.

Kangsu still couldn’t comprehend the situation.

Producer Choi Yoon-ho, who seems to have gotten a little younger, and things that are slightly different in location or look like new…

Given this precision, there was only one hypothesis.

“When is it, by any chance?”

“Today? Oh, don’t you have a calendar because you live in the mountains? It is the 23rd of June.”

“No, not the date, but the year. What year?”

“yes? Have you ever lived in the mountains for a long time?”

“Tell me quickly!”

Choi Yun-ho was a little surprised by Kang-su’s slightly strained voice.

“That, that’s… It is 2015. June 23, 2015.”

Surprised, Kang-soo’s expression hardened.

It was 7 years before he died. At the same time, it was also the day I first met Choi Yunho PD.

“Is it really 2015?”

“That’s right!”

“under···. maybe a cell phone. Do you have a cell phone? Look at your phone.”

Choi Yunho took out his cellphone from his chest and held it out.

I turned on the screen and entered the calendar.

Kang-soo, who saw the ‘year, month and day’ marked today, knew that what he said was true.

[Tuesday, June 23, 2015]

It’s because it’s floating on the screen of the phone.

“It was real… How could this happen…”

I wanted to believe it was a dream, but Kang-soo’s tactile sense was more sensitive than ever.

The smell of the air in the mountains, the feeling transmitted by the feet standing on the ground… It could never have been fake.

“Are you crazy…?”

Choi Yoon-ho muttered as he watched the river, and quietly stepped back.

It’s trying to widen the distance to run away at any time.

“ha ha ha. ha ha ha!”

I can’t believe it, but I have no choice but to believe it.

Kang-soo was somewhat disappointed, but he was dumbfounded. Soon after, he looked into the void and smiled lightly.

“Ha ha— ha ha ha ha!”

Choi Yun-ho hesitated further at the continued laughter and then went into the bush.

really ran away

‘I must have been a real madman!’

It was strange to see him laughing like a homeless person.

Even so, Kangsu did not stop laughing.

As I realized that I had returned to the past, I felt a slight ache in my heart.

It reminded me of the pain left by the bullet passing through my chest.

“Savnak…”

Tattoo with sword and spear behind lion head.

First they needed to figure out how they resurrected and how they found themselves.

It was as if the worst mercenary had returned to the assassination organization.

Kangsu had no intention of leaving Savnak alone.

“This time it is your turn.”

As Kang-soo muttered, his gaze passed by the flat table in the front yard.

“Ah, the will…”

The existence of the biological father who first became aware of. A will that was delivered as a request before his death.

I hadn’t even opened the wooden box I had received from Taejun Song.

“I have to check first—you can’t ignore that either.”

Coincidentally, this is because the will and the sniping were intertwined.

With the decision made, Kang-soo packed only what he needed from home and went back to the left side of the house.

A large pine tree was erected. Beneath it was a three-character name and a memorial plaque.

[The late Han Jin-hye 1963.05.29.∼2002.11.17]

[I miss every moment.]

Kang-soo, who finished all the work two years ago, found her mother’s ashes that had been kept in the charnel house and brought them here.

Kang-soo bowed before his mother.

“Mom, I have something to do, so I’m going downstairs. I’ll be back soon so don’t worry too much. I will make some of the same and come back.”

After saying that, he went down the mountain.

You can get to the city by taking a bus that passes twice a day.

“huh······?”

On the bus as well as on the street, there were many eyes watching Kang-soo for a while.

A shaggy beard on a bald head. His clothes were torn here and there from rolling around in the mountains, so they looked like rags.

“Ah, should I solve this first?”

Kang-soo found an ATM machine and withdrew money.

After purchasing lightly wearable clothes at the market, I entered the bathroom.

“Ugh! No homeless people! Say no!”

Before the owner of the bathhouse had time to stop, Kang-su threw her money and went in.

I immediately threw the clothes I was wearing into the trash can and went inside and stood in front of the shower.

Shaaa!

Kang-soo shaved off his thick beard with a razor and shaved it off.

Sasak- Sasak-

Feeling the coolness, I washed my hair and wiped every nook and cranny of my body.

It’s been two months since I’ve been taking a proper bath, so the dirty water dripped.

“This kid is crazy! Where a homeless man came to the bathhouse and dirty the water! You jumped at me!”

shouted the big man who was showering in the back.

The man had a lot of dragons and carp swimming on his back and shoulders.

Others who were showering around him flinched at his cry and quietly backed away.

“You mean that?”

Kang-soo washed his hair carelessly and glanced back.

“There’s no one else here besides you! Don’t turn off right now!”

“Sorry, but I really need to wash up.”

“Is this bastard overhearing people!”

The man pulled Kang-soo’s shoulder as he was rinsing his hair.

At the same time, the front view of the river, where the foam was washed away by the water, was revealed.

“Heo-eok-!”

Suddenly, the man was startled and hiccups broke out.

Precipitation’s shredded chest and abdominal muscles. I was happy if that was the only thing.

There were many large, long wounds on the chest and sides.

It was definitely not a car accident or some kind of normal bruise.

etc. was the same. Previously, it was not visible due to the darkened foam.

“why? What can I say?”

In response to that question, the tattooed man kept his mouth shut and only shook his head so much that his cheeks moved.

Kangsu washed up again and left the bathroom.

“Whoa—cool! hmm?”

Obviously, after washing everything, he came out wearing new clothes.

But I felt the same gaze as before.

It wasn’t an unpleasant look, so Kang-soo headed straight to a nearby internet cafe.

I sat down and turned on the internet window.

“I can’t search for information about Savnak here, so… first.”

[Law Firm Haesong]

The affiliation and business card Song Tae-joon heard when he introduced himself.

When I searched for that word, the site of ‘Haesong’ appeared on the screen.

“Here it is. Song Tae-joon.”

I recognized the face of my lawyer. Maybe it’s because the photo was taken quite a while ago, but he was younger than when I saw him before the regression.

“Should I go and see? Or do you do some more research?”

Kang-soo opened the search box again, just in case, and then tapped on the keyboard.

[Jin] [Su] [Hyuk]

To be honest, I didn’t want to look for my mother who passed away when I was in high school.

However, it was necessary to check a little because of ‘Savnak’ that appeared at the exquisite timing.

When I hit enter, the search results came out.

“huh? Jinyeon Group? Conglomerate?”

[Jin Soo-hyeok]

―February 01, 1961

―Second son of Jinyeon Group Chairman Jin Yeon-seok

―Jinyeon Construction Representative

―Jin Entertainment CEO

―BG (Blue Guard) CEO

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I was able to confirm this and that with photos.

However, Kang-soo only knew his father’s name, but not his face.

As I was scrolling through the information, one thing caught my eye.

―Department of Business Administration, Seoul National University, Class of 1980, Graduated

That item was the same as Taejun Song’s student number on the website of the law firm ‘Haesong’.

Of course, it was necessary to confirm whether ‘Jin Soo-hyeok’, who was presumed to be the real father, was correct because the department was different.

“Oh no way…”

There could be any number of people with the same name.

“Rather than that, they said that my father would die in a car accident after seven years…”

For that reason, Song Tae-joon personally came with the box containing the will.

In the process, Kang-soo raised questions.

“Apart from Savnak, how did Song Tae-joon, a lawyer, find me? Is there a relationship?”

I also have doubts. First of all, Kangsu did not even report moving to the place where he currently lives.

The last place to be registered was the house where I lived with my deceased mother.

“Is there no choice but to go and see for yourself?”

Kang-soo, who had been hiding herself thoroughly, needed to find out where the traces had leaked out.

Kang-soo left the internet cafe and headed to the terminal to go to Seoul.

* * *

A World Cup PC room located in a row of houses near Yongsan Station.

It’s been a long time since there were posters of ‘Mooncraft’, ‘Edge of Empires’, and ‘Beelzebub’ game all over the wall.

The man who had been sitting at the checkout counter of such a PC cafe was heavy and wearing a thick red checkered shirt, thick black horn-rimmed glasses, and blue sweatpants, clearing his throat as if he was hungry, and went into the back kitchen.

“What shall we eat today?”

As the refrigerator opens, the man sings an unknown song.

“Rare~ Rare~ Medium rare~! After all, medium-rare grilled sirloin for lunch!”

He went into the fridge and found a sirloin with herbs in his hand.

The meat went straight to the stainless steel pan on the stove.

Chii-iik-!

The steak was done in no time.

A tray of meat and homemade pickles from earlier was placed on the counter.

“Emm~ I’ll eat well!”

The man tried to cut the steak with a fork.

“The meat diet is still there. Are you not controlling your cholesterol levels?”

The man’s eyes turned fiercely at the sudden tackle.

Returning life of a retired S-class mercenary