I’m the Bad Guy, Can I Leave?

“Goodbye.”

As usual, a straight voice rang out behind him. Jung Yiheon forced his feet to move and left the hospital room.

‘I shouldn’t have done this.’

The short contact left a lot of regrets. Jung Yiheon clicked his tongue inwardly at the unexpected greed in him.

It was then.

“Are you going now? You’re leaving after meeting Han Chasoo-ssi, right?”

“Oh.”

A person who was passing by with a chart suddenly approached him and talked to him. It was a medical staff who always stood by Han Cha-soo with a man wearing glasses.

Jung Yiheon made eye contact with his opponent and nodded.

“Yes. I’m leaving early because I don’t want to tire him out any further.”

“But there were a lot of noisy things today. Becauase of Haetae…. Han Cha-soo must have been exhausted.”

As if worried about Han Cha-soo, the stubborn eyes drooped slightly down. Jung Yiheon stared at his opponent with interested eyes.

The attitude of medical center employees toward Han Cha-soo was impressive. He didn’t save his life, but he acted as if he was a benefactor.

‘Especially the way they chased Geum Myeong-yeol away.’

It was in the process of moving Han Cha-soo that collapsed in the rooftop garden to a hospital room.

On that day, Jung Yiheon, who arrived after receiving the news, witnessed Geum Myeong-yeol being kicked out in real time.

The reason given was the medical staff’s insistence that it would have a negative effect on Han Cha-soo.

“Hunter Han Cha-soo has already been cursed with an irreversible curse once.”

The man in glasses strongly insisted on his expulsion, saying that he did not know what effect the curse-magician who was scattering strange energy would have on him.

“If I’m around, the curse might break out again, are you kidding me?”

Geum Myeong-yeol protested, saying, it’s ridiculous. It was an injustice. He’s not a plague, his presence wouldn’t cause the curse to break out again.

But the director of the center sided with his people.

“It’s for the safety of the patients. Do you really want to put our patients at risk by ignoring the possibility that it’s just a one-in-a-million chance?”

“Sigh….”

Geum Myeong-yeol eventually had to step down when he heard that everything was for Han Cha-soo.

But… well. Is it a position where the head of the medical center can move with such simple good intentions.

Jung Yiheon smiled at the medical staff who looked at him with favorable eyes. It was a habitual act.

“Then, there’s not much time left, but please take good care of me.”

As he turned to leave, the medic’s eyes widened slightly. When he was sure no one was around, he spoke in a low voice.

“Well, may I ask you something before you go?”

“Go ahead.”

The whisper that followed was low and faint enough to require concentration to hear.

“It is said that the potion that the guild leader brought today was the product of producer Noir….”

“Ahah.”

Jung Yiheon smiled awkwardly. His slightly frowning eyes scanned the surroundings.

‘Rumors travel fast.’

The other man waited for an answer. He nodded quietly, and the medic let out an exclamation of wow. His eyes sparkled with enquiry.

“No way. I didn’t know it was real.”

“Is there a rumor in the center?”

Jung Yiheon asked carefully. The medical staff opened their eyes wide and shook their heads. He spoke in a low voice.

“Not enough to worry about. Just something people bring up when they’re bored? Few people would believe it.”

Noir the Wanderer. He was an S-rank potion maker who did not belong to the guild and went around the world collecting rare materials.

He even adhered to the principle of not selling to anyone he didn’t know. No matter how much money they had, they were still unable to obtain his potions.

‘To give away such a precious item for nothing.’

If Han Cha-soo was a righteous man, Jung Yiheon was a virtuous man who would never be found again, the medical staff thought.

It’s their world, after all, to leave people in the dungeon if they don’t need them. Few people recognized and valued a righteous man like Han Cha-soo.

‘Jungmin-ssi said that made it even more suspicious, but…. he saved his only brother’s life, isn’t that enough?’

Seo Jung-min, who does not want to leave Han Cha-soo’s side these days, doubted Jung Yiheon. No, in fact, he resented all the S-cranks who flirted with Han Cha-soo.

‘But they all have their reasons, especially Jung Yiheon….’

The medical staff who knew about his family history was on Jung Yiheon’s side.

The Heavenly Spirit Guild leader was 20 years old when his parents died. Fortunately, he awoke at the age of legal adulthood and was spared from being placed in an orphanage, but it was clear that he was still young.

The rest is history.

There were plenty of people out there looking for a 20-year-old S-rank hunter. Jung Yiheon struggled to survive, protecting the guild his parents had left him and raising his younger brother.

For a man who has endured so hard, the meaning of his younger brother will be greater than that of others.

‘He’s like a child. No, I’m sure it’s more than that, if not more.’

The medical staff were in a similar position. He lost his family and he live alone with his nephew because of the massive gate. He had no choice but to sympathize with Jung Yiheon.

If someone saved his nephew’s life and almost died instead, he would probably try to repay the favor somehow.

“Han Cha-soo will definitely recover.”

“I think so, too.”

There was sincerity in his voice, which came out like a sigh.The medical staff felt a touch of heart.

“I hope he gets well soon. Not only me, but all the guild members are waiting for Han Cha-soo to return….”

“That’s understandable, oh, and if we’re going to talk here, please cut me off in the middle. The people who sent food to the medical centre the other day, they’re the Frostgiant Dungeon raiders, right?”

Jung Yiheon nodded quietly. The medical staff let out a silent scream.

“I knew it. No wonder he said he wanted to take care of Han Cha-soo

“They’re worried because they haven’t seen him for a long time.”

“I would have done that, too. Well… I shouldn’t say this, but it’s a problem because Han Cha-soo is too nice. I think I’ll be worried all day that Han Cha-soo will get caught up in something else after he leaves the center.”

The medical staff sighed and worried about Han Cha-soo’s pushy personality. Jung Yiheon shrugged his shoulders with a strange smile.

“But that’s Han Cha-soo’s personality, so what can we do.”

His judgment of Han Cha-soo was in a tentative hold. No, he hadn’t been able to put his suspicions aside. He hadn’t been the same person before he saved Seoheon.

However, the preconceptions were soon broken.

Han Cha-soo threw himself unreservedly for Baek-sun at a time when his life was on the alert. For a healer who was healthier than he was and could heal himself.

The first was a coincidence, but not the second. Jung Yiheon ran a hand through his hair.

‘Hypocrisy is fine, as long as it’s something you believe in.’

It was good to be deceitful. It was the result that mattered.

Han Cha-soo had already saved many lives in the Frostgiant Dungeon, including his own. He wasn’t greedy for a reward.

He had raised Lee Jin-ryul’s suspicions, but he’d dispelled them by saving Bak-sun. When he realized that he had the ability to erase the traces of figs, he quickly changed his tune.

‘You should get well soon.’

Of course, it wasn’t the ability to quench the flames. He was fascinating enough to make him unconsciously want to hug him over and over again, but… nothing was more important than his brother.

The reason why Jung Yiheon wanted to take a step was only for Jung Seoheon.

A man who sacrifices freely for strangers. a person who is willing to throw himself away even though he is stronger than himself.

What would happen if such a person became attached to my brother and thought of him like a family member, like a parent, like a brother?

‘Seoheon will be by his side when he’s in danger.’

Jung Yiheon knows he doesn’t have much time left. He wants someone to stand by his brother’s side after he’s gone. Someone who is honest, genuine, and unselfish, someone like Han Cha-soo.

So he grabbed him knowing it was forced. He wanted him to stay with his brother. He wanted him to stay in the Heavenly Spirit Guild and finally accept his younger brother as a precious person.

Until one day he passed away.

At the same time.

On the outskirts of the city, far from the medical center, someone was leaning against the window of a quiet mansion surrounded by trees.

“Master!”

The pale stranger hurried towards him, his shoulders narrowing as he straightened his thick robes.

“I was wondering where you were, and here you are again…! If you’re going to be like this, why don’t you just say something?”

“It’s because this is a place of my memories.”

“What?”

“I couldn’t help it if I wanted to feel the memories fully.”

The young man who answered with a calm smile asked.

“So, any progress?”

“…I’m pretty sure he’s lost his memories, or else they say je died and was reborn.”

He didn’t look particularly different, the man added.

“Oh.”

The young man who received the report smiled brightly.

“Good, then my uncles won’t object anymore.”

“Are you going to go right away?”

“You said he had no memory. I can’t surprise him. And because I have to make a good impression on the first meeting… I need to prepare well.”

The young man’s face was bright as sunshine as he looked back at the window.