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    After that, he was eventually admitted to Hankook University Hospital, and after receiving mental-element skill treatment, he couldn’t enter Kang Jae-yoon’s chatroom. Whenever the thought suddenly came to him to go in and check, a brainwashing skill activated, first making him put away his phone and focus his attention elsewhere.

    One day, Han Ji-su, who was thus forcibly keeping his phone away, without thinking of Kang Jae-yoon, happened to see a notification badge of 999+ on his social media and went in, only to turn it off, feeling as if he had aged a hundred years from the experience.

    Of course, there were far more messages of encouragement supporting Han Ji-su on social media, but there were just as many heartbreaking words. What was even more upsetting was that Han Ji-su somewhat sympathized with their words.

    Kang Jae-yoon and Han Ji-su.

    He wanted to agree, saying, “If one of them absolutely had to die, it was indeed him, and I think so too, just as you say.”

    He wanted to reply, explaining in detail that he thought that far more than “them” who didn’t know how great this pain was, and that at least Kang Jae-yoon shouldn’t have gone that way.

    Even in the midst of his profound grief, a sliver of reason remained, and the brainwashing skill quickly dispersed his depression, so the catastrophe of posting such a reply didn’t happen. At least, Han Ji-su still thought that way.

    “Why are there no items to turn back time…? There should be at least one…”

    After The Cataclysm, as humanity began to conquer and clear Dungeons, countless pieces of information about all sorts of races and items flooded in, but conspicuously, no “time”-related items could be found.

    Among Espers who deal with space, seeing that some spatial rifts didn’t quite align, the theory circulated that someone had probably acquired and already used such an item. However, since no one had ever seen an item that could turn back time, that hypothesis was simply dismissed as their own nonsense.

    It was while Han Ji-su was having the futile thought that if such an item truly existed in the world, he would have used it immediately without hesitation. Toto, who had been sitting quietly, got off the sofa and suddenly started scampering.

    “Toto, should I get out your hamster wheel?”

    “Squeak!”

    Stopping for a moment, Toto replied as if saying it was fine, then scampered from one end of the living room to Han Ji-su’s room. Toto, after running to the very edge of the bed, ran back out to the living room, this time touching the opposite end and turning, running towards Jung Ha-jin’s room. As Toto, who had been guarding Han Ji-su’s side, moved away, this time Jung Ha-jin approached. He held out a cup of barley tea and sat down next to him.

    “…? Oh, thank you.”

    “You’re welcome.”

    The cup Jung Ha-jin gave him was lukewarm. Han Ji-su, after checking the temperature of the barley tea in the cup, carefully opened his mouth towards him.

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