Chapter 142
Posted by ? Views, Released on January 2, 2025
, The opponent is a Dimensional Invader.
Just because he has a handsome face doesn’t mean he’s not a dangerous person.
“Join forces with me? I don’t understand what you mean. But before that, could you let go of my hand?”
As cold as ever, Eunha glared at him and warned him.
Seeing her like that, he blushed in embarrassment and quickly let go of her hand.
“I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have touched your hand without permission. I didn’t realize how shameful it was.”
Seeing how flustered he was, it seemed like his emotions got the better of him in that moment.
As he spoke, he belatedly noticed that the blood from his hand had stained Eunha’s hand.
“Miss, there’s blood.”
He quickly pulled his cardigan sleeve and started wiping the blood off Eunha’s hand.
Eunha’s hair stood on end for a moment before settling back down.
Seeing someone of his type apologetically wiping her hand, Eunha had to force herself to maintain her composure.
She quickly pulled her hand away from his and regained her cold poker face.
“…I’m fine. Let me see your hand first.”
Eunha deliberately spoke coldly and asked for his hand again.
As Dohwa raised his hand, Eunha looked at the wound where his cardigan had been rolled up.
It wasn’t a big wound.
Glancing around, she noticed several other wounds on his body, torn by weapons.
“It might sting a bit.”
Even though she didn’t know if he was an enemy or an ally, Eunha wasn’t the type to just pass by someone in need.
It wasn’t a big wound, and treating it wouldn’t give him any reason to harm her.
At that moment, following Eunha’s will, his blood quickly moved across his skin, healing the wound.
Seeing this, the man looked surprised.
“Miss Naek, there’s no pain at all now. Thank you.”
“It’s nothing.”
Trying to maintain her cold expression, Eunha spoke a bit curtly, then realized she was still holding his hand and quickly let go.
The man also slowly lowered his hand, and an awkward silence briefly hung between them.
Eunha was the first to break the silence.
“By the way, how do you know my nickname? And what do you mean by ‘join forces’?”
“Ah, right. I should explain that first.”
As Eunha broke the silence, the man also hurriedly answered with a flustered expression.
“I have a secret technique that allows me to recall past memories. Through that, I unintentionally saw Miss Naek.”
“…You saw me?”
Eunha forced herself to maintain her composure upon hearing that he had seen her.
“Yes, I apologize for this being our first meeting, but I saw you with Lady Juk-sim.”
“Juk-sim?”
The moment Juk-sim’s name was mentioned, Eunha’s mood instantly dropped.
Of course, that’s how it would be.
There’s no way a situation like a romance manga would happen to an ordinary girl like her.
It’s not for nothing that everyone in that world fell in love except for her.
Eunha looked at him with a somewhat deflated heart.
“Why Juk-sim?”
“I need Lady Juk-sim’s help.”
He said he had a technique to recall past memories.
Then it’s highly likely that while recalling memories, he saw Juk-sim saving someone.
And perhaps he saw me with her.
“Is there someone you want to save?”
“…Yes, to save the martial world.”
Saying this, he bowed respectfully.
“I will definitely repay you. Although I have nothing now, if there’s anything Miss Naek desires, I will do everything in my power to give it to you. Please, just this once, grant my request.”
Seeing his desperate expression, Eunha sighed lightly, covering her mouth.
“You shouldn’t make promises like ‘I’ll give you anything you want’ so carelessly. You don’t even know what kind of person I am.”
“I saw it in my past memories.”
At that moment, he spoke as if he truly meant it.
“Not just Lady Juk-sim, but I also saw Miss Naek saving people against the demonic forces. That’s why I’m making this request.”
He even saw that?
By now, Eunha’s romantic brain buff had completely worn off, and she examined him.
First, the clothes he was wearing were modern.
For a Dimensional Invader from a martial world to be wearing modern clothes meant he had already lived on Earth for quite some time.
Moreover, his eyes were filled with a mission to save the martial world.
From the start, his expression didn’t seem hostile.
‘If he had any ill intentions, I would have reacted the moment he approached me.’
Even though she was sensitive to hostility, she didn’t stop his actions because she didn’t sense any malice from him.
‘He doesn’t seem like a bad person, though.’
As she thought this, something crossed Eunha’s mind.
Why had she come out today?
It was because she heard that Dohwa, Ayu’s stepbrother, was looking for Juk-sim and was on her way to Ha-chan.
Ayu’s stepbrother, a handsome younger man.
Moreover, Ayu is Cheonma, so her stepbrother is also from the martial world.
And he’s looking for Juk-sim.
“…Is your name Dohwa?”
When she casually asked his name, Dohwa blinked.
“How do you know my name, Miss Naek?”
It really is Dohwa.
The handsome younger man who resembles Ayu is right here.
When I heard about him from Ha-chan, I was excited and rushed over, but seeing him in person, he’s even more handsome than I thought.
‘I was starting to think he was a complete stranger, so I didn’t have any expectations.’
The barely restrained expectations began to prick Eunha’s heart again.
The pretty clothes she wore today were also to meet Dohwa, the handsome younger man.
But now that she was face to face with him, she started to feel a bit embarrassed about her dressed-up appearance.
‘Ugh, stop, romantic brain, stop.’
Eunha tried to calm herself and decided to talk to Dohwa first.
According to Ha-chan, he was currently missing.
Since she met him first, she had to persuade him and take him to Ha-chan.
“Ayu and, um, Shin Sora? Cheon Hong-ryun? I’m like sisters with them.”
“With my sister?”
As expected, Dohwa’s eyes widened.
“Didn’t you say you saw my memories with Juk-sim?”
“That was only the two of you in the memories. I had no idea you were also connected to my sister.”
Well, it was later that I joined Ayu along with Juk-sim.
Thinking it was natural, Eunha nodded.
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My Gaming Friends Are Returnees, And Are Obsessed With Me
My Game Friends Are So Obsessed With Me, 내 겜친들이 귀환자인데 집착함
Status: Ongoing Type: Web Novel Author: fig flower, muhwakkochlan Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
After dropping out of college due to a false s*xual harassment accusations, I immersed myself in gaming.
However, for some reason, my friends are extraordinary.
…And why are they so obsessed with me?