I Became the Villain’s Childhood Friend

4 – [1] Heejeonjuk

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“That… … Are you Kangxian by any chance?”

A girl with glasses and blurry features spoke up.

I nodded my head, asking what was going on.

“Hey, this… … .”

The girl took a crumpled note out of her pocket and handed it to him.

I tried to ask what it was, but he rushed out of the class before I could even open my mouth.

What a strange kid.

Thinking that way, I opened the note and read it.

[Come under the big pine tree behind the school.]

very strange stuff.

I was scratching my head thinking about it that way.

What does this mean?

Why did you hand it over?

What kind of intention do you have?

“no way?”

While I was lost in my thoughts, two possibilities came to my mind.

First, someone has something to do with me.

Second, a thousand horses have business with me.

It sounds the same, but there is a subtle difference.

The first was most likely because he had some real business or was interested in me.

The second possibility was that the thousand horses wanted to meet me for some ‘reason’.

Of course, the reasons might not have been so positive.

‘I’m sure he’s not trying to kill me.’

I received the first prize in a math competition.

However, did the being called ‘I’ really get the grand prize in the previous round of 1,000?

Maybe it was she who took the grand prize, not me.

And this could be felt as a big difference for a regressor who experiences many similar moments.

Because he is a regressor, his studies are somewhat decent.

So every time I returned, I won the award again and again.

Out of nowhere, I fell down with the Excellence Award and the top prize was taken by a strange guy?

If I had been a regressor, I would have run into a strange feeling.

Roughly, what are you, what are you doing, and what have you done?

Of course, I wouldn’t have run into it as soon as I saw the difference.

It would have been only after collecting information meticulously to a certain extent and being confident.

The act of immediately crashing into something different from the previous round is crazy, which may require a long regression.

In fact, it’s something I wouldn’t do unless I was Bill Gates and a psychopath.

And considering the depiction in the game, 1,000 are crazy bastards, not to the level of being called psychopaths.

Therefore, the possibility that the sender of this note was her was quite low.

Most likely it was someone else who really wanted to see me.

Maybe it’s the girl who gave you the note.

‘Let’s go and think about it.’

I headed to the place written on the note without any worries.

The back of the school was, common sense, full of cigarette butts.

Of course, the pine tree was also covered with cigarette butts.

I mean young guys

Get out, smoke a cigarette, and tsk tsk.

If you think that there is no end times, the real end times were correct.

It’s just the end of the world, full of gates, monsters, and axes of evil.

“Ugh, but why is no one there?”

It’s a situation where no one is called.

I belatedly thought that it was a joke, but it took quite a bit to go straight.

It seemed like it would be right to wait a little longer.

I picked up an envelope that had fallen on the floor and started picking up cigarette butts.

It was a way to kill time, and soon the envelope was about half full.

bruise-

Footsteps were heard.

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Looking back, a familiar figure appeared.

At the same time, a composition resembling a classic unplayed poem was created.

An obvious yet romantic sight of a student man and woman meeting under a tree.

The only difference from Miyeonsi was that it was full of hostility rather than fresh emotions.

“Hey, grand prize.”

A thousand regressors appeared.

And that too while holding a children’s baseball bat with an eagle on it.

Soon after, she put on a displeased expression and spat on the floor.

“Where did you roll from?”

this psychopath.

f*cked.

Since this side was silent in an unexpected situation, she pretended to swing a bat.

“What are you? I am asking you now.”

At the same time, blue particles began to drift around the side of the bat.

Apparently, like the Auror skill in the game, magic was wrapped around the weapon.

‘Did that increase the power? Wouldn’t that just increase durability? No, did both improve?’

I do not know.

What was certain was that if it hit, the fracture of one or two bones was certain.

I took a step backwards, with a pale complexion and a sense of time that was gradually shattering.

A thousand came one step at a time every time I retreated.

Of course, with all kinds of pressure with your mouth.

A cold sweat broke out incessantly.

Fear spread and I thought I might be killed by a psychotic regressor.

And it was a moment.

I realized that even if I was a regressor, I didn’t have to do this.

‘… … Did you catch anything? Did I do anything wrong? Was there any reason why you couldn’t answer the other side? don’t you have a single one? There is no need for me, who is innocent, to be so passive and defensive.’

He changed his expression and walked forward as much as he had backwards.

The thousand horses tilted their heads.

“Kang Xian, you’re from Haixi!”

“what?”

“You asked! Who am I!”

“… … .”

He was silent as if he had nothing to say.

But the burning eyes were still there.

“huh! Then I’ll ask you this time. Did you write this note, right?”

“What if I wrote it?”

“Why did you call me here?”

Confident, courageous, calmly uttered sentences!

However, the thousand horses only snorted.

It was felt even in his actions that he was a villain to the core.

“You speak well for a first grader in elementary school.”

“You are also in the first year of elementary school.”

silence that followed.

It seemed that he had nothing to say, and on the other hand, he seemed to be holding back his annoyance at being refuted.

“I will ask again. Why did you call me here?”

“… … .”

“If not, will you just go?”

What are you going to do?

So if you want to call me, you should have at least piled up some information before calling me.

Don’t call me so impulsively.

I tried to sneak out of this place, as if my patience had reached its limit at the continued silence over there.

“Where are you going?”

“No, really. A friend is waiting for you.”

A thousand horses blocked me with a baseball bat.

I put the bat away and continued on my way.

Before long, I got out of the back of the school and reached a playground with many people.

After that, it was natural.

Once I reached a safe point, no matter how crazy I was, they wouldn’t attack me.

However, the sound of a rough run followed.

It was clear that he was following me.

It was the moment he turned around to bluff, saying, “If you have something to say, say it right away.”

Whiik-

“!!!”

A baseball bat came flying.

I hurriedly avoided it, but the bat flew horizontally, so my left arm was hit directly.

He spat out curse words in the surging pain and looked ahead.

“No matter how you look at it, it’s suspicious! Where the f*ck did you come from, bastard! Blow right now!”

Then I saw an incomprehensible, insane psychopath running towards me.

He even clenched his fists very tightly.

I said there was no way to escape, and I threw a cigarette bag, saying that it was a place where a lot of people would see it anyway.

sadly.

The results weren’t very good.

* * *

“sorry! sorry! sorry! My granddaughter only once… … .”

“huh.”

“Yes, Mary, you must apologize to your friend. If you did something bad—”

“huh.”

“Oh, no. This guy… … ! I’m really sorry. This guy doesn’t listen to me these days.”

“huh.”

A single room in a large hospital.

Several people were gathered there in a heightened atmosphere.

“driving me crazy. How is this going to end with an apology? Look at his condition! Are you still struggling mentally!”

My aunt’s family, whose impressions have been severely crumpled because of their displeasure.

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Looking at his expression, it seemed that he would have nothing to say even if he swung his fist right away.

“I apologize again. This is entirely my negligence… … .”

Judging by her platinum hair and pointy ears, she is an elf who came to this world after the Gate occurred.

A man who looks quite young and handsome, but is said to be the paternal grandfather of Cheonma.

He bowed his head and apologized over and over again.

“I promise you an ample reward. And from now on, we will educate as much as possible so that this does not happen again.”

They say he’s the president of a pretty good company… … .

It was quite surprising that she didn’t deny her granddaughter’s work and immediately came to take care of it.

It was definitely different from retaliation by saying that my children and granddaughters couldn’t do that in a drama-like place.

“Yeah, did you say Gangsian? Are your arms okay now?”

he asked carefully.

My left arm, which had been horribly broken right away, was also restored by the wizards that my grandfather had brought.

A person with a completely opposite personality from her granddaughter, whether in words or actions.

So, following his words, I slightly moved my left arm.

“Ugh.”

Still, I felt the pain as if I hadn’t recovered yet.

In the end, I had no choice but to take the strength to stop moving.

“oh my… … I’m really sorry. Thousands of children, having lost their parents early, are different from other children—”

“huh!”

what kind of frog is that?

She uses a shovel to stop what she would have done with a hoe.

I thought it would be a somewhat strange bitch because it was a regressor villain, but I never imagined that it would be such an asshole and crazy bitch.

‘That’s why I spill important information, and the main character chases after me and steals the pendant.’

The development in the game, which was slightly lacking in probability, felt like it was understood only then.

I clicked my tongue inwardly, saying that it was a regressor.

“Son, please think of this grandfather… … .”

“no!”

“Look at this! The kid doesn’t reflect—”

In the end, because of one stupid bitch with puffy cheeks, the guardians even got into an argument outside the hospital room.

I stared at the door with a worried look on my aunt, but in less than a minute I looked away.

“under! you are done now! Do you know what kind of person my grandfather is?”

This is a feeder, a regressor.

I don’t know why he’s doing that, I don’t know why he hates me so much, and I don’t know why he’s saying things like that.

In the first place, he was foolish and haphazard to the extent that he wondered if he was a regressor.

The thousand that did not follow the adults continued to quarrel with me.

“yes? It’s Hunter! Hunter! It’s also a huge guild and corporate owner hunter! My family’s lawyers—”

heat porridge.

Kill it before it becomes a hidden boss.

But when I think of the aftermath, I can’t bear to say it or put it into practice.

In the end, it was reciprocated by holding back and lifting the stop.

“… … You bastard!”

“Damn you!”

Something, it felt like my life, which should have been normal, started going wrong.