Theatrical Regression Life Chapter 532

Episode 532

Song In-myeong had rarely seen anyone crazier than himself in his life.

Yes, due to the nature of the industry I am involved in, I thought, ‘Wow, what kind of life do I have to live to be able to come up with ideas like that?’ People who wanted to appear occasionally appeared, but their madness was not enough to humble Song In-myeong.

However, with Lee Jae-heon, who is truly crazy, by his side, even Song In-myeong can’t handle it.

“….”

…How the fuck should I react?

‘I never thought I’d have such idiotic thoughts in my life…’

Song In-myeong was a person who rarely had any inhibitions in dealing with others.

Although he had a nasty personality, he had quite a few ‘friends’ and was often called out. Even after all this time, Song In-myeong, who had excellent social skills, never once thought, ‘How should I react’ when dealing with people.

However, even without such restrictions, there are degrees. Song In-myeong was the first person in his life who, like Lee Jae-heon, was so anxious to get behind that his self-esteem was so low that he even gave up on committing suicide.

“Uh…”

Song In-myeong said stuttering.

“I’ll kill you later.”

“really?”

“Other chicks may treat me like hell, but if you really want, I’ll kill you sometime. But after that, I can’t guarantee…”

He felt a little sorry for Lee Jae-heon.

“No matter if I kill you or someone else, I’m not going to come back to life.”

Jaeheon Lee couldn’t die.

Even if Song In-myeong kills Lee Jae-heon as he wishes, will the final survivor in the next episode really do that? Should we let Jaeheon Lee die?

I thought it wasn’t Song In-myeong.

“They must be so desperate in their own way… I don’t think they will let you die.”

“I knew it.”

“okay?”

“It’s always been like that.”

“….”

“He wouldn’t let me die.”

Lee Jae-heon’s reaction, acknowledging that of course he would not die, was so calm and calm that Song In-myeong thought this was a monastery. Or a secluded universe where sound is completely impermeable…

This was the first time he knew that a human voice could be so quiet.

Lee Jae-heon, sitting in a bright blue chair, resting his chin and closing his eyes, was smiling.

“But that’s not because I’m useful.”

“…that’s bullshit.”

“All chicks are like that. They are swayed by emotions rather than efficiency and are unable to make sound decisions. “The reason they didn’t let me die was because they were all immature.”

“I don’t understand.”

“of course. The world I have lived in is different….”

Jaeheon Lee was like a shell with all his color gone.

“The reason you want to save me is not because it is useful, but because you are swayed by emotions. “Isn’t that kind of scary?”

“….”

“By that logic, I should continue to live…. There are always chicks in the world, and they don’t disappear just because I raise them all. “Idiots who are swayed by emotions will continue to be by my side, so when will I be able to die?”

He seemed to be both alive and dead.

“…Can’t we just live for a while?”

Song In-myeong was irritated.

“Don’t you want to live like that? Chicks need a man. “I mean, the living man.”

“Why do you need it?”

“….”

No one wanted someone with whom they had built a good relationship to die.

However, Song In-myeong knew that his correct opinion would not work on Lee Jae-heon.

Song In-myeong decided to give Lee Jae-heon the answer he wanted.

“The survivors have a higher chance of survival if the uncle is alive.”

“…okay?”

“If it weren’t for you until now, the others would have died a long time ago, and they know it. “They know that if you die, they will completely collapse, so they are trying to keep you alive as soon as possible.”

“I see.”

Jaeheon Lee’s voice was drowsy.

“My chicks are friends worth consuming me, right?”

“Probably so.”

“Well, for what it was worth, I would have kept those friends until now. No, isn’t it? Maybe I just had to do it….”

“….”

“But having to do it means it’s necessary.”

He slowly blinked.

“Okay… I understand.”

Song In-myeong asked him.

“Aren’t you going to say you’re going to die now?”

“If necessary, you must die.”

“It’s really not worth persuading you, man.”

“I didn’t know it was this kind of persuasion.”

Lee Jae-heon, leaning toward the chair in the audience, continued speaking.

“Yes, that’s right. I’m not going to die anyway… so it’s only reasonable to take advantage of it for myself. Things like my personal well-being, wealth, and other things… I should have shown them well to the main character, but did I do that? “If I were Lee Jae-heon, I would be very hated… Looking at the current situation, I think Lee Jae-heon has done a good job.”

“What the fuck are you talking about? “Has your mental illness subsided again?”

“I’m usually out of my mind, In-myeong.”

Jaeheon Lee closed his eyes again.

“I guess that’s why I get along so well with the chicks now. I was useful to those friends. That’s why they didn’t welcome the death of people like me. Because death would be terrible for the fluffy chicks… I hate Lee Jae-heon’s death because it seems terrible….” “….”

”

It’s okay, I’m always useful. “You can do well.”

Song In-myeong seemed to be getting a bit sick of Lee Jae-heon’s ‘useless’ comments.

“Can you please stop calling him useless?”

“why?”

“Normally, like you, you don’t live a tiring life, taking care of every single thing you need. “You just live because you were born. Why do you calculate it like that?”

“You can do that. But I have to be useful. That’s right. “You guys are weird.”

“Who is calling who is strange?”

“I was born into a world where I couldn’t speak or breathe if I was useless.”

It seemed like it was probably a story from a damned underworld.

“And I used to be quite useful in that world… but now that they say I’m not, I’m so upset. “Because no one will need me.”

“You say you need it?”

“I’m not saying it’s useful. “It doesn’t mean I’m a valuable tool.”

“It’s your person? “Not a tool?”

“You are human. But not me…”

“Oh really.”

Song In-myeong cursed his past colleagues who instilled this common sense in Lee Jae-heon. Isn’t Song In-myeong so excited now that they’ve instilled such bullshit common sense into him? Lee Jae-heon, who had let go of the brakes, was completely speechless.

Perhaps the current state could have been more natural for Lee Jae-heon. It seemed that way.

‘When will these chicks come back?’

Song In-myeong keenly realized how much common sense the old manager Lee Jae-heon he remembered was a man of common sense.

I also realized how miraculous it was that Lee Jae-heon, who was so crazy from the very beginning, called the current survivors ‘chicks’ and was considerate of them and brought them into his line.

“…the chicks will be here soon.”

“How soft will it be?”

“I sat down and said something like a cannibal. Don’t be upset and just get some rest. After a good rest, I regain some sense of sanity… and then I talk to the chicks. Then there will be some progress….”

At least Song In-myeong could not persuade Lee Jae-heon now.

The best he could do was simply to hit back at Lee Jae-heon.

“I respect your efficiency.”

“That’s a story I’m really thankful for.”

“…Yes, I respect that.”

I know that cutting off my own wrists and calculating my death as efficiency is Jaeheon Lee’s method. I acknowledge the past that could only be judged in that way and the efforts Jaeheon Lee has made in the past.

Jaeheon Lee was working hard enough. It may be a bit annoying, but it is definitely effective. Song In-myeong recognized Lee Jae-heon’s effectiveness from the moment he first met him.

“….”

So there was something more annoying.

Although most of Lee Jae-heon’s choices were not right, they produced the best results in all aspects.

* * *

When Jeong In-ho finally arrived at the concert hall, there was nothing to worry about.

“If survivors enter the concert hall again, no one else will end up in the glass box, right?”

“It’s such a dangerous combination that the manager and Song In-myeong are together… I hope you’re okay.”

“Wouldn’t the water level in the glass box where Da-hoon was trapped have risen in the meantime?”

These were all valid concerns.

Since they had no idea about the rules of the aquarium, they were worried that one more person would be trapped in the glass box, that Song In-myeong would harm Lee Jae-heon or that the two would have an accident, and that Park Da-hoon would drown in the glass box before they could find the wetsuit.

So, Jeong In-ho had no idea that Song In-myeong would welcome us.

“Hey, why the fuck are you coming now…!”

“Song In-myeong?”

“I did my fucking best!”

And I didn’t know that Lee Jae-heon would laugh at Jeong In-ho himself.

“Junior?”

…I didn’t even know I would be called ‘junior’.

“You’re a junior, right? “Isn’t that right?”

“…Boss?”

“Why do you call me that?”

“Director Jaeheon Lee?”

“….”

At Jeong In-ho’s words, Lee Jae-heon smiled and opened his mouth.

“Oh, that’s right.”

“….”

“I am Lee Jae-heon.”

“What is this….”

“What is our friend’s name?”

Lee Jae-heon acted like an adult who chimes in with children’s play.

I was out of breath.

“I am… Assistant Manager Jeong In-ho. “I’m sure the manager knows.”

I heard that Jaeheon Lee was crazy.

I’ve already heard ridiculous stories about him having a double personality and that his personality itself is shaking. Jeong In-ho knew everything and came here.

However, Lee Jae-heon asking Jung In-ho’s name made him afraid.

“You’re my junior, manager. I have never been the manager’s junior…”

Doesn’t it sound as if Lee Jae-heon doesn’t remember anything about the person named ‘Jeong In-ho’?

Under the circumstances, that may be true, but still.

“okay? Was it like that?”

“Yes, of course, technically, the manager is a senior at my company, but… the manager has never called me that in the first place…” “

Did you?”

“….”

“Why?”

Lee Jae-heon smiled softly and stood in front of Jeong In-ho. He looked at Jeong In-ho persistently as if he was going to eat him, but his lips were curved like a snake.

“Why did you do that?”

He was demanding the right answer.

“… Manager, why are you doing this?…”

“You’re right, junior. yes?”

“Boss.”

“You tried to kill me.”

Jaeheon Lee continued as if recalling the distant past.

“Are you still going to kill me now?”

“….”

“Shall I help you?”

Lee Jae-heon grabbed Jeong In-ho’s hands and led them to his neck.

“…!”

Percussion-!!

“….”

“What are you doing…!”

Goosebumps ran down my spine from the shock that had gone too far.

When Jeong In-ho turned pale and shook off Lee Jae-heon’s hand, Lee Jae-heon froze and looked at Jeong In-ho.

It was an inorganic gaze, as if looking at something that could not be easily understood.

“….”

He muttered after a while.

“weird. I definitely thought you would be happy when I died…”

“Chief… I think you’re a little confused right now, but do you know that you’ve been saying strange things just now? I am not your junior…! “I never wanted the manager to die!”

“But our relationship was bad. “Isn’t that right?”

“What nonsense…!”

Oh no no.

“…bullshit….”

When I thought about it carefully, Lee Jae-heon’s words about ‘we don’t have a good relationship’ weren’t completely nonsense. Clearly, there was a time when Lee Jae-heon and Jeong In-ho had a bad relationship that was acknowledged by others.

But that was more than a few months ago.

“…When on earth did you bring up this story?!”

When Jeong In-ho shouted, Lee Jae-heon blinked and asked.

“Is it such an old story?”

“Of course, I showed that I disliked the manager, but it wasn’t to the point where I wanted him to die…! And there was a rumor in the company that I was following the manager’s line, and now you’re saying that!”

Jeong In-ho felt so wronged. If he had known that Lee Jae-heon would worry this much, Jeong In-ho would never have hated or pitied Director Lee Jae-heon.

It was even more absurd because it didn’t seem like they were intentionally making fun of the past.

Lee Jae-heon stared at Jeong In-ho with an expressionless face.

“….”

It was a colorless gaze, similar to that of a scientist observing a rat.

Jaeheon Lee looked down at his empty hand.

“…Oh, right….”

“….”

“I see.”

“…Boss.”

“understand.”

he said again.

“I understand.”