I’m Not a Regressor Chapter 223

I am not a regressor Episode 223

What is erased What does not disappear (1)

“…Yes?”

Ojin looked at Isabella with a blank expression.

Isabella, wearing a maid uniform, smiled seductively and slowly moved her hand from stroking Ojin’s cheek down to touch the nape of his neck.

“You said you were very scared when you fell out with Oh Jin, right?”

“It did.”

“I don’t want to feel that scary feeling ever again, Oh Jin.”

Instead, I’m a little scared now, Isabella.

“If you leave Mr. Ohjin alone, he might go somewhere else.”

“…Is that why you tied it up?”

“yes!”

Did you do well? Isabella smiles brightly with that expression on her face.

Cold sweat ran down Ojin’s back.

‘What is this, young lady?’

Why did this suddenly happen?

Although he had shown signs of being slightly anxious before, it seems that his suppressed emotions exploded after this incident.

“Do you want to eat first?”

“No, rather, let me release this first.”

“Today I made abalone porridge as a nutritious meal~♬”

It’s strange.

Conversation doesn’t work.

“Now do it, Mr. Ohjin.”

Isabella brought a bowl of porridge, scooped it up with a spoon, and placed it on Augin’s lips.

I opened my mouth slightly and took in the steaming porridge.

The fragrant scent of sesame oil and the soft texture of abalone spread in your mouth.

Isabella smiled seductively as she watched Ojin calmly eating the porridge.

“Oh, it’s been a while.”

Because my posture was uncomfortable, a little bit of abalone porridge flowed from the side of my lips.

“I’ll clean it.”

When Ojin tried to reach for a tissue.

“Stay still.”

Ojin’s arm stops standing tall.

Isabella, who used ‘command’ to stop Oh Jin’s movements, took out a tissue and wiped the abalone porridge from Oh Jin’s chin.

“Right, right. “Are you listening well?”

She licked her lips as she looked at Ojin, who was stiff as he reached for a tissue.

He stroked Oh Jin’s cheek with a gentle hand and set aside the bowl containing the abalone porridge.

“This Isabella.”

“Do you know how much I regretted it after that day?”

Isabella slowly leaned towards Ojin, who was lying on the bed, and carefully hugged his body.

Something with a voluptuous weight gently pressed down on Ojin’s chest.

“I regretted it every day, every hour, without stopping even for a minute and a second.”

Isabella leaned her head on Ojin’s shoulder and gently smoothed the stigmata on his left chest.

“…What regrets?”

“If I had made Ojin a slave who couldn’t obey my orders at that time… I regret that something like that wouldn’t have happened.”

“….”

sister.

Where are you, sister?

Please come here quickly!

“Oh Jin, you think so too, right?”

Isabella, who was stroking the stigmata, smiled seductively and pressed her body even closer to Ojin.

Isabella climbed on top of Ojin like a blanket.

The blanket on the bed in the VIP hospital room was made of the highest quality material and boasted a soft texture, but compared to the texture that was currently covering my body, it was no different from dry non-woven fabric.

“Answer me?”

The sight of her gently biting his earlobe and whispering orders made him feel more like a queen ruling over everyone, sitting proudly with her legs crossed on a throne rather than a maid.

‘Leech Queen.’

I thought it was just a title that the Black Star Council’s executive officers used to call each other.

The appearance she is showing now is no different from the ‘Queen’, as her title suggests.

“Please make me… Isabella’s slave.”

My mouth moved against my will, following the commands echoing in my head.

Isabella, who forced Ojin to say what she wanted, burst into laughter as if she was happy.

“You think so too?”

Her image of speaking politely and using honorifics was no longer found anywhere.

Isabella looked at Ojin deeply with blood-red eyes.

He slowly tilted his head and licked the back of Ojin’s neck seductively with his tongue.

Ojin trembled from the tickling pleasure that spread along the back of his neck.

“Don’t be nervous… just relax.”

Isabella stroked Ojin’s cheek with a gentle hand and sank her fangs into the nape of his neck.

An exhilarating feeling of pleasure spreading down your spine.

I could feel Isabella’s magic seeping into my body along with the sensation of my blood rushing.

‘This is crazy.’

Could it be that I will remain Isabella’s slave forever and become a blood vending machine?

At a time when Oh Jin was confused by the unexpected development.

“Hehe, it’s just a joke.”

Isabella got away from Ojin with a mischievous smile.

She opened the potion cap and carefully applied it to Ojin’s wounded neck.

“Are you very surprised, Oh Jin?”

“…How can you not be surprised in that situation?”

“Oh my, there’s no way I could make Mr. Ojin a real slave, right?”

Isabella smiled brightly as she touched the wound that had healed in an instant.

“At least ‘for now’.”

“…You mean I can make it later?”

“well? “Wouldn’t we decide that after seeing what Mr. Oh Jin does?”

in other words.

Is this a warning that if you act as you please one more time, I will make you a real slave?

‘This is a harsh warning.’

Isabella’s eyes, shining bright red with blood, came to mind.

As she said, next time it won’t end with a simple warning.

“okay. “I won’t do that again next time.”

Well, if I were faced with the same situation again next time, I would probably make the same choice.

Still, reassuring her was the priority right now.

“…Is this a promise?”

Isabella poked Ojin’s cheek and let out a cute snort.

Ojin nodded and pointed to the red chains tied to his wrists and ankles.

“I promise, so let me solve this first.”

“wait a minute.”

Isabella reached out to undo the chains.

But even for a moment.

She placed her hand on the red chain and suddenly stopped moving.

“Isabella?”

“….”

Isabella was in deep thought with her hand on the chain.

Isabella stopped and thought for a while, then swallowed her dry saliva and turned her head to Ojin.

“Now that I think about it, Oh Jin, you kissed me back then, right?”

“uh?”

Isabella continued speaking with a refreshing expression.

“It was my first kiss.”

“…that.”

Oh Jin looked embarrassed as if he had nothing to say.

Whatever the reason, it was true that he stole her lips without any consent.

“Do you know how important chastity is to a member of the Colgrande family?”

“No, it’s not like a nobleman’s house from the Joseon Dynasty.”

And you’re not even an elementary school student, so aren’t you too old to talk about fidelity with a kiss?

“Hmm! anyway! “You stole my lips, so please take responsibility.”

Isabella’s cheeks turned red slightly, as if she was fully aware of how absurd she was saying things.

Oh Jin burst into laughter as he watched her complaining cutely.

“What responsibility?”

“So…”

Isabella trailed off, averting her gaze here and there as if anxious.

It was impossible to believe that the figure wiggling her fingertips together was the queen who had just smiled seductively and tried to enslave Ojin.

“…one more time.”

“huh?”

“Ha, please do it one more time.”

Isabella muttered in a low voice as if she was crawling away.

Ojin’s laughter involuntarily burst out of Ojin’s mouth as he saw her absolutely adorable appearance.

“oh! “Oh, don’t laugh!”

Isabella’s cheeks were as red as an apple and she slapped Ohjin’s chest.

“Oh, even if Ojin says he doesn’t want to, I’ll force him to do it!”

She snorted excitedly and approached Ojin, who was tied to the bed.

“ha.”

Moist breath.

Isabella closed her eyes tightly and slowly tilted her face toward Ojin’s lips.

Just before the two people’s lips met.

Quang!

The door to the hospital room opened roughly and Ha-eun appeared.

“I finally found it!”

Ha-eun was breathing heavily, as if she had searched the entire hospital.

“What are you doing to Ojini, you bitch?!”

“Tch.”

Isabella clicked her tongue as she looked at Ha-eun who burst through the door.

“Tch? Tsk?”

“Oh, calm down, sister. “There’s no way I would do something so undignified, right?”

Isabella shrugged her shoulders with a sly expression.

Ha-eun approached with a sigh, looking at the blood-red chains binding Oh-jin’s arms and legs and touching her forehead as if she had a headache.

“ha. “It’s a very good thing.”

Ha-eun approached Oh-jin and lightly squeezed his head.

“This is all because of your karma.”

“Hmm.”

Oh Jin avoided Ha Eun’s gaze as if he had nothing to say.

“Resolve this quickly.”

“Yes, sister.”

Isabella seemed to be disappointed and untied the blood-red chains that bound Ojin’s limbs.

As the chains binding his body were released, Ojin stretched and relaxed his stiff body.

“How are you feeling?”

“Even if I fell into the devil’s land right now, I could come out alive.”

“Damn.”

Ha-eun chuckled and flicked her finger on Oji’s forehead.

“Is it because you want to see your sister’s heart burn again?”

Ha-eun climbed onto the bed on the other side of Isabella and hugged Oh-jin’s lying body.

Strongly, as if he would never let go again.

“I thought I’d never see you again, you bastard.”

“…sorry.”

He lightly stroked Ha-eun’s shoulder, who was sniffling with her face buried in his shoulder.

Ha-eun, who was sobbing, pulled on the hospital gown that Oh Jin was wearing.

“Paeng!”

“no.”

What are you doing to the hospital gown, sister?

“Well, anyway, your body is fine, right?”

“huh.”

“Then…”

Ha-eun slightly raised the corners of her mouth and looked at Isabella.

“Can you save my little brother’s seat for a moment?”

“Tsk.”

Isabella’s body trembled.

Their expressions seem to roughly predict what the two will do next.

“I hate poetry.”

“You don’t like it?”

Ha-eun, who had an energetic expression on her face, hugged Oh-jin and continued speaking.

“Do you know who Ojini is?”

“….”

“Are you really going to interrupt the intimate time between lovers?”

“Ugh.”

Isabella bit her lip and trembled in exasperation.

Know.

Oh Jin is Ha Eun’s lover.

He realized that he was still far from being able to intervene between the two.

“…We’ll see, sister.”

“That’s a line a third-rate villain would say while running away.”

“It’s so noisy!”

Isabella shouted and walked out in a huff.

Quang!

The hospital room door closed harshly.

“Isabella, the more I look at her, the cuter she gets.”

Ha-eun burst into laughter as she remembered Isabella, who was fuming as if she was indignant.

He continued speaking while nudging Ojin’s side with his elbow.

“But first, you mustn’t forget this oneona, right?”

“….”

“Ojina? What’s going on?”

Oh Jin looked at Ha Eun with blank eyes.

Like wandering through a terrible nightmare.

I muttered in a trembling voice.

“…lover?”

Since when.

Ha-eun and yourself became lovers, right?