Theatrical Regression Life

Episode 455

What a surprise!

Jaeheon Lee opened his eyes to the noise that hit his ears.

“….”

I couldn’t see anything.

‘Dense bastard.’

I tried moving my tongue to feel the foreign body in my mouth, but it was uncomfortable due to the cloth filling the inside of my mouth. It looks like his eyes and mouth are blocked and his wrists and ankles are tied. From the headaches that make my brain pound and the soreness felt throughout my body, there are many injuries.

‘I don’t think my ankle is okay either.’

Although it was a situation I brought upon myself, it was still unpleasant.

“Hmm….”

Kwasik! Wow!

I could hear Song In-myeong running wild outside.

“Hmm.”

Seong Dae-young had probably hunted for materials himself many times and was able to restrain Lee Jae-heon quite well, but even so, there was no point in tying him up as he recalled memories of his past life. I had a cutter blade hidden in my sleeve just in case, but it seemed like I could escape with just a few twists of my joints.

Judging by the squeaking voices, it seemed like Jaeheon Lee was safe.

‘Then there’s no need to solve it.’

I came to that conclusion with cool reason.

Since there was a story exchanged with Song In-myeong in advance, people from this party, including Eun-woo Jeong, would come soon. It didn’t matter if it was a little late and Song In-myeong got hurt. However, it didn’t seem like Sung Dae-young, who was mad, would put his hand on Lee Jae-heon over the good aggro of Song In-myeong.

In that case, there is no need to unbind Lee Jae-heon by showing off his abilities without even knowing why he exists.

‘Besides, when Jung Eun-woo comes, showing the seriousness of the situation will be more appealing.’

Although Lee Jae-heon brought this on himself, he will receive some criticism, but neither Lee Jae-hyung nor Lee Jae-hee are merciful enough to leave the perpetrator alone even after seeing their younger brother in this situation. Considering that Sung Dae-young is protected as a well-known writer in the industry, Lee Jae-heon’s bullshit needed to be more outrageous.

“….”

Glimpse.

I could feel a rough texture even on the inside of my shirt. It seemed to be a rope tying Lee Jae-heon’s wrists, but Lee Jae-heon moved his wrists around without any intention of loosening them, causing the skin to chaf more.

‘It’s a good thing you came wearing a thin shirt.’

When I started to think that even by Lee Jae-heon’s standards, it was ‘sick’, I quit. I leaned my head against the bathtub. It was a bathtub the size of an ordinary home, so it looked like Lee Jae-heon had been completely crumpled into it.

“…Eup….”

I felt a little sick.

‘This is not good.’

Lee Jae-heon’s reason, who received memories of a ghost police officer from his past life, was much colder than usual. On the other hand, my personal dislikes and memories of my experiences became clearer and stimulated the thorns lodged inside me. Even if it wasn’t for me, being detained by a stranger wouldn’t have been a very pleasant experience.

I suddenly felt like vomiting, but since the inside of my tongue was blocked, it only made me feel worse.

“…Ugh Ugh.”

Jaeheon Lee frowned.

It was easy to ignore the injuries on the outside, but the pain coming from the inside was difficult to bear. Things like drinking poison and damaging your internal organs or feeling nauseous due to extreme motion sickness. Now it was the latter case.

I unconsciously twitched my legs, but I only became aware of the fact that I was restrained, and it didn’t make me feel better.

‘Daeyoung, wouldn’t it have been okay to leave at least one of your mouth or eyes alone?’

And suddenly I realized something.

“….”

The bottom of the bathtub was wet.

‘ah.’

The faucet seems to be slightly open.

“…Ugh.”

Lee Jae-heon closed his eyes tightly inside the black cloth.

‘It’s really fucking hard to make a living.’

In-myeong, what are you doing? You’re dying. Eun-Woo Jeong, if you don’t come quickly, it will be dereliction of duty, do you know?

‘…It doesn’t really look like it will be submerged…’ I

don’t know what on earth Daeyoung Seong was thinking when he placed an adult man with his sight, voice, and limbs restrained in the bathtub. The problem was that Lee Jae-heon, who had vivid memories of his past life, could imagine all kinds of terrible things. Daeyoung Seong Who knows if that bastard tried to soak me in water.

However, judging by the sound of water now, it seems that the water is not gushing out. Since there is no sound of dripping, perhaps a quiet and gentle stream of water is coming out of the capital. The speed at which the water filled the bathtub was not very threatening.

‘The bathtub is big, so if it stays like this, I won’t be submerged for another hour.’

So, there was still no reason for Lee Jae-heon to release his restraints.

‘It just makes me feel dirty.’

Lee Jae-heon’s hand touched the shallow, cold water at the bottom of the bathtub.

“….”

Ah….

He must have just fainted.

‘Honey, please save me.’

Water binding darkness. The three-piece set that Jaeheon Lee hated was right here.

If I had to add, the dampness of the air coming from the bathroom environment itself and the soreness felt here and there on my body were absolutely perfect. Jaeheon Lee banged his head against the wall of the bathtub. I cursed out of the frustration that was driving me crazy, but my mouth was still covered.

‘I’m going to die like this.’

I know I won’t die. If I felt like I was going to die, I would have somehow freed myself from the restraints and escaped.

However, Lee Jae-heon’s reason, although a little confused, was still cool and dry. I couldn’t release the restraints because I knew that it would be much more beneficial to stay like this than if I did.

But this, this is really….

‘If this is the case, shouldn’t I be suspicious of whether that bastard Seong Dae-young is a possessor with whom I am acquainted?’

It’s an embarrassing and shameful story, but he had trauma in his past life. It was okay for the other guys to get some education, but Lee Jae-heon was the only one who hated the training room so much.

Training room, in other words, torture room. And having water facilities in torture chambers has been a long-standing tradition all over the world. Even if there is just a water facility, it is easy to clean up the sewage produced during torture, and if there is a water tank or towel, it can be used for water torture. It has many uses. The situation Jaeheon Lee was in right now reminded me of that time.

“Huh…”

I thought about rolling over and getting out of the bathtub, even if the effect was a bit less effective, but my ankles were tied to the faucet. For some reason, my feet were higher than my upper body. In this case, it was difficult to roll out.

‘I guess the problem is that I’ve only just realized that.’

If I had lost consciousness and woke up, the first thing I would have done was to understand my surroundings, but I also didn’t know that the water was turned on. Also, I couldn’t figure out how I was being restrained. He seemed to be out of his mind, perhaps because he had been hit on the head multiple times.

And at this point, it became clear.

‘Seong Dae-young, you bastard tried to drown me.’

I think I was literally trying to submerge it in water. The feet are tied to the faucet above the bathtub and the upper body is almost lying on the bottom of the bathtub. It was the perfect pose for being water tortured. I think they probably wanted to watch Lee Jae-heon struggling in the rising water.

I know that. Even in my past life, there were people who liked that kind of thing…

“….”

Let’s just stop thinking about it.

As I gave up and gave up, I didn’t know how long it would take before I heard the sound of objects and people breaking a few times from outside, and then an unfamiliar noise broke through.

It seemed like this guy, Eunwoo Jeong, had finally dragged someone along. Only then did Jaeheon Lee come back to his senses and grasp the situation.

The back of my head against the bathtub floor was damp, and I felt water in my ears.

“…hmm.”

While I was distracted, it seems that quite a bit of water came out of the tap.

“mister…! Hey, you’re not dead?!”

Songga, that bastard?

“Yes?”

“I’m going to take it off now, so just stay a little while. Why did you tie it so tightly? “Lift your head, man.”

“Hmm?

Didn’t you just speak informally? Didn’t you speak informally, you idiot, with no blood even on your head?

The angry old manager protested steadfastly with his closed mouth, but no one seemed to understand his dissatisfaction. Song In-myeong’s hand was shaking as he untied the knot of the cloth covering his eyes, as if Seong Dae-young’s strong reaction was beyond imagination.

‘You’re good at acting like a brat.’

It seems that someone from Jeong Eun-woo’s side came, but the tone and hand gestures clearly showed the small-minded reaction of a writer who was confused by an unexpected accident that happened to a nearby customer.

“Scissors. If you cut it with scissors…”

No matter what, you crazy guy, where are you pointing the blade? Is there anything like having the skin on your face cut off?

“Writer Song In-myeong, please come out from behind.”

“Huh?”

“You seem embarrassed, but we will do it.”

“Ah, ah….”

“Then just a moment.”

Song In-myeong’s shadow was removed and a new shadow was cast over Lee Jae-heon’s eyes. A thick hand touched the back of Lee Jae-heon’s head, and after a few gestures, he quickly untied the knot.

Jeong Eun-woo’s face appeared in Lee Jae-heon’s field of vision.

“….”

Jet black eyes.

A grotesquely sincere face and eyes that did not feel human were looking down at Lee Jae-heon.

“Are you okay?”

Are you okay?

“You’re not okay. Excuse me.”

Eun-woo Jeong unwrapped the cloth covering Jae-heon Lee’s mouth, and in turn unwrapped his hands and feet. Jaeheon Lee, who regained his physical freedom, instead of getting out of the bathtub, leaned his whining head against the bathtub.

Jeong Eun-woo, who drew Lee Jae-heon’s gaze, continued.

“Now do you see my fingers?”

“….”

“How many of these do you see?”

“…Two….”

“One. You have symptoms of double vision. Do you remember anything right before the incident?”

“….”

“I think your memory is okay. “Aren’t you dizzy?”

“…Wow….”

“You are experiencing nausea and vomiting, and you also have a headache. Are you hearing tinnitus?”

“….”

“You can hear me. Has confirmed.”

Song In-myeong, who had stepped back, still asked with a trembling voice.

“What are you doing? “We have to go to the hospital quickly…”

“Yes, I was going to do that now. “I brought a doctor just in case, and it worked out well.”

“Then you should have called me earlier! “Why are you asking so much questions when you’re not even a doctor?”

“Calm down. Although the injury is more severe than expected, it will not cause permanent disability or death. “I’m sure writer Song In-myeong knows it well.”

“Who the fuck asked that!!”

Our people are good at it….

‘I’ll kill you with less pain when I kill you.’

Lee Jae-heon decided to commute the sentence for the physical pain, even if he did not know the mental pain. Not only because of her excellent acting skills, but also because she blocked Jung Eun-woo from asking me something when she was feeling nauseous, I often did things that I liked in many ways today.

Then, Lee Jae-heon, who belatedly saw Song In-myeong’s face, asked ‘…?’ I inwardly tilted my head.

“Hey doctor, where are you doctor!!”

what.

“I’m on my way now…!”

“How the fuck can I make a living as a doctor when I’m so slow?!”

“sorry…!”

Isn’t that acting?

‘…I thought it must have been an act since there’s no way you could really be worried about that kid’s personality.’

Irregularly shaking fingertips or a slightly hoarse voice. anxious eyes. Even the sight of him yelling and screaming to try to calm it down…

‘Is this true?’

First of all, it was clear that that angry face was not acting. When I first met Song In-myeong, I was confident because his atmosphere was clearly different from the fake anger he showed. As Lee Jae-heon was looking at Song In-myeong blankly, Jeong Eun-woo approached and asked if he was worried.

“Are you out of your mind? We will transfer you to the hospital soon. “Please wait a moment.”

“…Okay….”

“The Chairman had a busy schedule, so I left a message and luckily I was able to connect with the Director over the phone. “He said he would come visit you if you went to the hospital.”

“….”

“…Was it very difficult?”

The texture of the question has changed.

Is it a little more personal?

“…What.”

When he asked with a cracked voice, Jeong Eun-woo looked at Lee Jae-heon with his mouth shut. Those jet-black eyes reminded me of my nephew Jeong In-ho, and they looked quiet yet complex inside. What are you thinking when you look at me?

After a moment of silence, Jeong Eun-woo spoke.

“I thought you would be better.”

“…it’s okay.”

“For something like that, you don’t make sense.”

“…I got my wrist chafed…I was just trying to run away…”

“No, I’m talking about your face rather than that.”

“face…?”

“yes. Right now, it’s very…”

Jeong Eun-woo continued as if he was pointing out something intangible.

“You look tired.”

“…?”

“Oh, was it such an obvious story?”

You say that.

‘It’s not like anyone’s Meg.’

I was just frustrated that I didn’t even have the energy to make a bitter expression.

(Continued in the next part)