What Do You Think about Living With a Gaming Addict Girlfriend and Having Pure Love?

Chapter 18: KimPokDaughter’s Adventure (4)

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What should I do?

I wish he could breathe easier.

Or I wish I could wipe his tears.

But Sung-Hyeon was in no state for that.

What was he so sad about?

Did something bad happen today?

That shouldn’t be…

I can’t perceive other people’s feelings like Sung-Hyeon can.

So even if there was sadness hidden within his cheerful smile, I wouldn’t have known.

I’m the most useless friend in the world.

I hate myself for it.

I want to be there for him.

“Sung-Hyeon, what’s wrong? Can you tell me?  Don’t cry…”

“If you go back now, you’ll sleep in *that* room.”

Sung-Hyeon’s voice was thick with sobs, making it hard to understand, but that was the gist of it.

Right. He saw my embarrassing room.

I would go back there and sleep.

But why was he bringing that up now? And while crying like this?

“No windows, you wouldn’t even know it’s morning when you wake up. You can’t use the air conditioner even when it’s hot, and you’re always eating instant noodles and convenience store meals.  You’ll go back to doing all that.”

That was also true.

It was a bit shabby, but I was grateful for what I had.

My real world was Billion Saga, after all.

“Do you have to go back? My heart aches so much if you go back. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep. Please. Please, Da-Hye. I’m begging you. Let’s go to my place.”

Sung-Hyeon said that and crumbled to the ground.

And he really did start begging, hands clasped together.

My mind went blank, and I couldn’t breathe.

I was the culprit.

I was so happy to see Sung-Hyeon that I forgot one important fact.

Sung-Hyeon is someone who carries a lot of empathy.

He shared his affection with me, and I became happy, but in return, he took on my pain.

To the extent of the attention he showered on me, my misfortune had wounded him.

What was this?

I was the one who was obviously pitiful.

Sung-Hyeon was living a wonderful adult life.

But why was Sung-Hyeon pleading, and I was the one listening?

Why wasn’t I hurting, but he was?

You were always bright, smiling, and reaching out to others.

My life was joyful because of you.

All I, a pathetic person, could do was hurt Sung-Hyeon.

I couldn’t do anything.

I hugged Sung-Hyeon and cried.

I didn’t even know I could cry.

I didn’t know I could miss someone this much.

Tears streamed down my face, and I kept calling out, “Mom, Mom…”

I missed my aunt so much that I couldn’t stop crying.

No matter how poor and hopeless my life was, I never thought of it as miserable.

Because I had the hope that Sung-Hyeon gave me.

But at this moment, I felt so utterly wretched that I wanted to run away.

But the fact that running away,

that the life I would lead after leaving him,

would hurt Sung-Hyeon even more… I had nowhere to escape to.

Sung-Hyeon is a kind person.

He shouldn’t be crying because of me.

I would do anything to stop his tears.

I had to be strong.

“Sung-Hyeon, can you get up?”

“Uh…”

“Will you stop crying if we go to your place?”

“Will you go?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll stop crying.”

Sung-Hyeon finally stopped crying and roughly wiped his face with his sleeve.

I helped him up and we walked.

He was very drunk.

Sometimes, when it got too much for him, he would sit down anywhere, and when he came to, we would walk again.

My legs were wobbly, but I didn’t mind.

Because Sung-Hyeon wasn’t crying anymore.

We arrived at Sung-Hyeon’s place, and I laid him down on the sofa.

What should I do now?

Sung-Hyeon was too drunk to function, but he couldn’t fall asleep either.

He kept groaning.

I wanted to look after him until he fell asleep.

I laid Sung-Hyeon’s head on my lap and stroked his hair.

He was finally breathing easier.

I wish this were a game.

I’m confident in my healing abilities.

Even if someone’s health is critically low, as long as they’re still alive, I can revive them instantly with a Great Heal.

But right now, this was all I could do.

“Ugh!”

But… it worked?

It seemed like my healing was effective.

Sung-Hyeon made a strange noise and revived.

Like a zombie, he got up and started fussing over me, taking off my clothes.

Then he did laundry, took a bath, and pushed me into the bathroom.

When I came out of the shower, he gave me water and dried my wet hair with a hairdryer.

Even I could see that Sung-Hyeon wasn’t in his right mind.

Not that his actions were strange, but his *condition*.

He was drunk, but also severely sleep-deprived, practically a walking corpse.

Yet, he meticulously dried my hair until it was fluffy.

It must be ingrained in him.

Even when drunk, he was taking care of me automatically, probably because he was used to caring for someone.

Whoever that person is, I envied them.

As I tried to leave after putting Sung-Hyeon to bed, he grabbed my hand again.

“Da-Hye, don’t… go…”

“Sung-Hyeon, I’m not going.”

“You’re going now…”

“No, I’m going to sleep on the sofa.”

“Don’t go…”

I couldn’t help it.

I was sorry to whoever that someone was, but I had to stay here tonight.

When I lay down on the bed, Sung-Hyeon hugged me tightly from behind.

I felt a familiar warmth.

The warmth of my aunt’s hand on my stomach, the warmth from KwonSungHyeonFighter’s “lol”… now it spread throughout my entire body.

I prayed to God for the first time.

Since I’d never prayed before, I figured I’d have a lot of accumulated points.

So, wouldn’t it be okay to grant me this one wish?

Please, extend this moment.

Please, scrape together all the luck in my life and extend this moment for as long as possible.

Even if it only adds up to one second, I’ll be satisfied.

So please, stretch out this time, this warmth, as much as you can.

I spent the night listening to Sung-Hyeon’s soft breathing.

Morning came.

Luckily, the dreamlike moment continued for another day.

And finally…

I’m here.

“I granted your three wishes, so give me a little something in return, Park Da-Hye. Just live here. That’s my wish.”

Wow. Did you see that?

God, you’re efficient!

I only asked for a few seconds, but how much did you extend it?

Thank you anyway.

I have nothing more to wish for, so God, please take care of your own health!

My heart felt like it was melting.

Now, nestled in Sung-Hyeon’s embrace, I hummed a tune, listening to his soft breathing.

It’s strange, isn’t it?

Sung-Hyeon falls asleep instantly when he leans against me.

I recalled the moment at the cafe, alone with the assistant manager.

He was explaining the menu in a gentle voice, and I was listening.

It didn’t matter how many people were there, or how insignificant I was in that place.

Only the assistant manager was in my eyes, and all his attention was focused on me.

I felt at ease.

It was the same now.

No matter what happened in my life from now on, I felt at ease, as if nothing else mattered.

I thought, *I’m so glad I played Billion Saga.*

My adventure, which began with the slogan, *Your own unique journey, never walked by anyone else,*

had taken me down the ugliest, untrodden path, and finally led me here.

Happy moments would be fleeting, and the dark road would likely continue.

When that time came, I would walk that dark path again, with bloodied feet.

But what did it matter?

This save point was so beautiful.

I wasn’t afraid anymore.

If I just kept walking with my eyes closed, maybe another moment like this would come.

So until then, I would do my best to stay here.

Bravely!

I felt energized.

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I’ve rambled on for too long.

This is the end of my monologue.

How was it?

I started talking to myself because I had no one to listen, but I’m happy you listened so intently.

I hope my joy reached you, even just a little.

Please visit again if you have the chance.

I don’t have any friends, so I always need you!

Thank you for listening.

This has been Park Da-Hye!

The exit is that way…

Ah, wait a minute.

If you all rush out now, you might wake Sung-Hyeon up.

So please wait, just for ten minutes.

I have something to do.

Sung-Hyeon’s back hug felt really good, but it’s just a tutorial!

I discovered something even better yesterday.

I can only do it while Sung-Hyeon is asleep.

Has it been ten minutes?

Then shall we begin?

First, I have to take off my pajamas.

And… carefully… unbutton Sung-Hyeon’s pajamas too.

Then…

Like this!

If I snuggle into Sung-Hyeon’s arms like this…

Kyaa… the feeling of our skin touching…

It’s so warm and cozy, way better than a back hug!

I’m going to sleep like this until tomorrow!

If Sung-Hyeon wakes up tomorrow morning, please pretend you didn’t see anything!

Bye!

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