Theatrical Regression Life

Episode 453:

I’ve said this repeatedly, but Lee Jae-heon met many idiots in his past life.

Jaeheon Lee’s mission? It was about polishing those idiots and letting them play their roles. To do so, it was important to understand the principles of behavior of these people, and among the cases learned at this time, there were certainly people similar to Seong Dae-young.

‘If you’re jealous of this, you’re a loser.’

The important keyword for a person named Seong Dae-young was ‘envy.’

This bastard said, ‘Oh, I only treat women,’ but in reality, he was an omnivore that even men would eat if he cooked something delicious and put it to his mouth. However, the handling was a little different. According to what Song In-myeong said in the secret world, he felt hatred towards women and intimacy towards men, but overall, he felt a lack of human relationships.

Seong Dae-young showed a strange obsession with forming relationships and always felt envious and inferior to others at the same time. Although he has a weak sense of victimization and is overly cautious, he easily loses his temper when jealousy is provoked. After that, I just shut up and rushed forward, wondering if there was any sense of compensation, thinking, ‘I’ve endured this much, haven’t I?’

‘And I’m right in front of him. Honestly, this was largely thanks to Song In-myeong. ‘If I scratched him a lot, I would have caught him this easily.’

Lee Jae-heon, whom I met ‘by chance’ after the event. Although it was unintentional, the threat worked better than expected. Lee Jae-heon was not as difficult to deal with as Seong Dae-young had vaguely thought. Nevertheless, I tried to control myself with a little bit of reason, but guess what? Jaeheon Lee got hurt?

Who did that? Oh, Song In-myeong? But even if that bastard hurts Lee Jae-heon, he doesn’t get sanctioned by the party? So does that mean it’s okay for me to do that?

‘My goal was to induce you to do so, but judging by the looks of it, it seems like it will be right away.’

‘Lee Jae-heon’ stiffened in shock as he touched his injured shoulder.

“…Why are you looking at me like that?”

Seong Dae-young looked at Lee Jae-heon’s shoulder with focused eyes and asked.

“There are probably a lot of people who like Lee Jae-heon, right?”

“…I feel like I keep saying this, but there is no such thing as someone liking me. “I don’t know what you’re trying to check, but wouldn’t you know it if you think about my reputation in the first place?”

“It can’t be. People like Jaeheon Lee build up countless relationships without even realizing it.”

“Then it would be bad luck.”

“Everything?”

“…Yeah well. “I guess so.”

“I see.”

Lee Jae-heon repeatedly told me, ‘Even if you touch me, there will be no repercussions.’ Seong Dae-young seemed quite satisfied with those words and was moving his fingers slightly. It is clearly visible that Lee Jae-heon and Song In-myeong are having a hard time suppressing their desires.

I grabbed his shoulder a little harder, hoping to encourage him a little more. I let out a small groan, as if I was nervous and inadvertently exerting force.

“….”

“Are you bleeding?”

“…That’s okay.”

The blood that had seeped out of his black clothes was on Lee Jae-heon’s hands. Seong Dae-young, who was quietly watching this, smiled and said to ‘Lee Jae-heon’.

“It looks like the wound may have burst, but you didn’t give it any treatment?”

“I’ve had treatment, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

“There’s blood now. “It looks like you didn’t treat it properly or the wound got worse.”

“So it’s okay….”

“Mr. Lee Jae-heon.”

‘Lee Jae-heon’s’ face stiffened at the pressing voice. Seong Dae-young, who was appreciatively appreciating it, soon spoke.

“Let me help you.”

“…yes.”

“If you will sit down for a moment, I will bring you a medicine chest.”

“….”

“We need to get treatment.”

With that, Seong Dae-young leaves.

“…hmm.”

Lee Jae-heon, who returned with a dry expression, scanned the empty studio with his cool gaze.

‘It doesn’t seem like there are any separate cameras installed.’

After seeing that his popularity had completely disappeared, Lee Jae-heon picked up his cell phone. The person to send the message to was Song In-myeong, who was anxiously waiting for Lee Jae-heon’s text message by now, and Lee Jae-heon had no doubt that Song In-myeong would be faithful to his mission. They’ll probably say it’s good.

Lee Jae-heon, who sent the message in an instant, thought leisurely.

‘I hope to see results soon.’

Lee Jae-heon leaned back on the sofa, imagining the expression on Seong Dae-young’s face when he returned. I felt strangely refreshed by the longing that was difficult to describe and the pleasure that came from a plan that worked well.

His small smile resembled a snake.

* * *

Seong Dae-young thought as he took out the medicine box that was stuck in a corner of the studio.

‘…It wasn’t an expression of agreement, was it?’

Even if Lee Jae-heon was hurt, there was no way that it was necessarily Song In-myeong’s doing. However, when asked if Song In-myeong did it, Lee Jae-heon did not deny it, and his stiff face in itself showed that the culprit was Song In-myeong. It is also true that there was no agreement in the process.

I don’t think there was any smell of blood at the event, but perhaps something was paid in the process of bringing the doll named Jang Seo-ah.

‘Song In-myeong’s work method is a technique that uses parts of the human body as the main material…’

Did they draw blood? If that were the case, I would have neatly used a syringe. What is most likely. Yes, I thought it was probably just a piece of flesh or skin ripped off.

Song In-myeong usually used materials that were already dead, but was he so favorable to Lee Jae-heon that he ignored his own tastes? Or was it just because Lee Jae-heon was a member of this party that there was no condition to kill him?

“…Either way, it’s unlucky.”

Judging by Lee Jae-heon’s reaction, it appears that this was done semi-forcibly, but Song In-myeong was still enjoying his unlucky life as usual. This may have meant that Lee Jae-heon was abandoned by the party, but it also meant that Lee Jae-heon had a lot of affection for the hostage.

“….”

Then, should I make a hostage too?

“Then it looks like Lee Jae-heon… will bend over.”

No matter how much he was abandoned by this party, there was something called Lee Jae-heon’s ransom. Although Song In-myeong, a writer, has a body so precious that it is unreasonable for him to use it, the reason Lee Jae-heon is steadily being swayed by Song In-myeong is because he was taken hostage.

And at that level, even Seong Dae-young could do it. Ever since Jaeheon Lee came to the studio, ways to use him have been floating around in my head.

‘…No, no. What is the reason for being so hasty? Let’s calm down.’

Since the opponent was from a different party, I had to be careful. I was consciously thinking about that fact and was about to return to Lee Jae-heon with a first aid kit.

A text message arrived.

“….”

It seemed to be a text message sent by Song In-myeong.

‘…Is there any reason not to check?’

Today’s winner was Seong Dae-young. There was no reason to feel annoyed by the guy who was always provoking me because I was lucky enough to build a relationship with Lee Jae-heon. This was because Seong Dae-young was also planning to become close to Lee Jae-heon soon.

However, the expression disappeared from Seong Dae-young’s face as he put down the box and checked the text message.

“…under?”

A photo of a plaster statue in the form of an adult male.

And the leather that is attached very naturally to the highlighted back is definitely…

[How about it?]

[I made it by referring to my brother’s work]

“….”

[Isn’t it plausible?]

Seong Dae-young grits his teeth at the boastful text. Grinded.

‘Is it plausible?’

Fuck yeah. It was plausible. It seemed so plausible that I became even more angry.

The feeling of defeat and inferiority came over me again. The identity of the leather decorating the back of the plaster statue is clearly Jaeheon Lee’s skin. When I saw the blood seeping all the way to my shirt, I expected it to be a minor injury, but the back of my neck felt hot after I made a work of art out of it and applied the medicine.

“Haha ha….”

[Do you want to come take a look?]

“This bastard.”

Seong Dae-young, who muttered lowly, was looking at the plaster statue beyond his cell phone screen for a long time.

“….”

Only after ten more minutes had passed did Seong Dae-young move his feet.

I picked up the first aid kit that I had put down for a moment and headed toward the reception room where Jaeheon Lee was sitting. And as soon as he saw me, I saw Lee Jae-heon stiffen.

I didn’t feel the same sense of superiority as before due to that naked rejection. All that remained was the feeling of impatience and irritation as if everything was not going as planned.

“….”

Seong Dae-young looked at Lee Jae-heon without showing any emotion. But Jaeheon Lee stiffened and asked, did he feel something?

“…Why…”

“Did you hurt your back?”

“…yes?”

“Can I take a look? “If it were your back, it would be difficult to treat it alone.”

“I can do it alone.”

“I will help you.”

“…No, I can do it… Just…”

“You’re bleeding.”

“…If we just go now….”

“Mr. Lee Jae-heon.”

I couldn’t make rational decisions due to the heat rising to my brain.

“Don’t even think about standing up.”

“….”

“Didn’t I say I would help you? “Why are you ignoring me?”

“It’s not like that, it’s because I’m really fine….”

“They say I’m not fine.”

Seong Dae-young ignored Lee Jae-heon’s weak resistance and lifted him up from the sofa. It felt refreshing to see the skin that had fallen off, so I thought about moving him to a round chair to make it easier to see the wound, but Lee Jae-heon didn’t know what he hated so much, so he shook off Seong Dae-young and took a step back. Although he was trying to remain calm, he looked frightened.

I had a good conversation with Song In-myeong.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s me… I’d like to ask. “I don’t know why you’re doing this all of a sudden.”

“How many times do I have to tell you that I’m helping you with treatment?”

“That’s not the look on your face, is it?”

“Then what kind of expression does it have?”

“…as if I were going to kill someone….”

Oh, I see.

“….”

“…Mr. Seong Dae-young?”

Seong Dae-young stiffened as if he had been stabbed in the back of the head, but then smiled faintly.

“aha.”

Do you have to kill me anyway?

“okay.”

“…I’ll just head back. “I’ll contact you again later.”

“No, there is no next time. “It’s true that there isn’t one.”

“What…”

“Would you like to stay for a moment?”

Seong Dae-young and Song In-myeong are different. Unlike Song In-myeong, who used parts of the human body to create crafts that are difficult to find, Seong Dae-young was an artist who had to use a whole person to create a work of art. Whether dying in the box or already dead, at least the other person had to lose consciousness.

Then I can create works too. I don’t think I can make anything like Song In-myeong.

“I heard that you obediently handed over your skin to Song In-myeong.”

“…How did you do that…”

Lee Jae-heon’s face turned white, probably because he was remembering the time when his skin was torn. Seong Dae-young continued speaking like a benevolent person.

“Then how about this? I will also release the material I was trying to get. I will decline this request. “In return, I want a part of Lee Jae-heon’s body.”

“Are you crazy?”

“But if you cut it raw, it would hurt, right? If you take a nap for a moment, I will take care of it. “You don’t have to worry.”

Seong Dae-yeong locked the door to the reception room and lifted the piece of wood that was lying on one side. It was an item prepared as a work material. The caution he had been pondering when he had just packed the first aid kit was none of Seong Daeyoung’s business anymore. Even Lee Jae-heon’s hesitation and retreat was just an inconvenient and irritating rejection for Seong Dae-young.

Song In-myeong tore off Lee Jae-heon’s skin by force. Even though Lee Jae-heon was forced, there were no disadvantages. Then isn’t it okay for me too? Whatever happens today, I think we can blame it on Song In-myeong, right? yes?

Seong Dae-young could not hold back any longer and showed a crooked smile.

“If I had known this would happen, I would have brought sleeping pills, but there are none in this room. it’s a shame.”

“What on earth are we going to do….”

“Just stay still for a moment and I’ll finish it right away.”

Jaeheon Lee is single. It seems like he recently started living with a doll named Jang Seo-ah, but he doesn’t have any close neighbors. Since he doesn’t have a good reputation, it won’t be a problem if he misses work for a few days without notice. Above all, for Seong Dae-young, cleaning things up was not a consideration at this time.

“Ugh…!”

Thump! Thump!

He kicked Lee Jae-heon in the abdomen and raised his leg.

“…!”

“See you later.”

Strike it down

Silence came with a bursting sound.

(Continued in the next part)