Hoarding in Hell Novel

Hyunmoo staggered, but managed to stand up.

He couldn't hear his body properly.

Difficulty: He faced all kinds of monsters, agents, and variant beings in Hell, but he had never been like this before.

Are you using some skill? It wasn't.

What kind of trick are you using to stimulate the mind? It wasn't.

Then, I couldn't understand why just looking at the author made me want to kill him, or why my nausea was rising just by looking at him.

The teacher was smiling. Even if it was hidden under the mask, I could tell.

Hyunmoo couldn't stand the laugh or the ridicule at all.

" Kang Hyunmoo!"

For a moment, if Lee Ji-tae hadn't grabbed his shoulder, Hyunmoo would have rushed.

Lee Ji-tae was perplexed, holding Hyunmoo tightly to prevent it from popping out.

I didn't expect the teacher's first meeting with Kang Hyunmoo to start off in a friendly mood, but I didn't expect Hyunmoo's intense appearance like this.

"Why are you doing this! I didn't think you were rational, but at least I thought you were sensible!"

"Let go."

Hyunmoo didn't even think of running away from Lee Ji-tae because of his hostility towards his teacher.

But Lee Ji-tae grabbed Hyunmoo's shoulder even tighter and whispered.

“If you go now, you will die.”

With those words, Hyunmoo managed to calm his body.

A sensitive reaction to murder, and an instinctive foreboding of danger.

These are two things that Hyunmoo learned over countless lives in Difficulty: Hell.

With my hair slightly chilled, I noticed that there was an unfathomable murderous intent around the teacher.

Hyunmoo remembered himself being murdered in various ways among those murderous intentions.

If Lee Ji-tae hadn't stopped him, he would have died.

It really was.

Then the teacher opened his mouth.

"You worked hard, Lee Ji-tae. Thank you for stopping me."

Lee Ji-tae wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and nodded her head.

Ji-tae Lee observed hundreds of futures in which Hyunmoo would be murdered with his special ability, Ji-an. It could have happened just a few seconds later.

There was only one thing to know.

As much as Kang Hyunmoo's intense killing and disgust towards the teacher, the teacher also harbors the same level of disgust and murderous intent toward Hyunmoo.

However, it was not revealed because the teacher was more restrained.

"then……."

The teacher took a long, deep breath. At that moment, Lee Ji-tae felt the murderous intentions of her teacher disappear as if washed away.

Of course, it did not disappear completely. It was just hidden deep in her heart.

“Kang Hyunmoo, you worked hard too. But I think this is enough.”

"You suffered too. But do you think your life will be enough for today?"

"Haha, maybe. But it's not up to you to decide. The day I'm going to die has already been decided. Not today. It's still a long way off."

The teacher put Adam down carefully and took a step forward.

There was a particularly loud sound of sand and wet sand breaking. A heavy raindrop obscured his vision.

Then Lee Ji-tae stood in front of Hyunmoo.

"Teacher."

"Lee Ji-tae. You call me teacher again. You can call me Bi-kwang.""Didn't you say that it's okay to call someone you admire a teacher? Anyway, Bi-Kwang isn't a real name either, so I'll just call her teacher. Rather..."

Lee Ji-tae took a deep breath and said.

"You're not going to kill Kang Hyunmoo, are you?"

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The rain made the silence particularly long.

The teacher looked at Lee Ji-tae, fiddling with her mask. Her appearance was as if she was a master observing her dog barking at him.

“Lee Ji-tae, what would you do if Kang Hyunmoo got in your way on the way to ‘the best future’?”

"...Didn't you say that. Kang Hyunmoo occupies an important axis on the road to the best future."

In response to Lee Ji-tae's rebuttal, the teacher laughed as if it was ridiculous.

"Lee Ji-tae, Lee Ji-tae, Lee Ji-tae. The future is not a point of arrival. It is a process. How wonderful it would be when life ends just because you have reached the best future, 'And they all lived happily ever after.'"

One step, one step.

The teacher approached Lee Ji-tae and said,

"But our lives don't end that way. We have to cut and trim the constantly sprouting branches."

The teacher's gaze turned to Kang Hyunmoo behind Lee Ji-tae.

"Then there comes a time when you have to cut off the branches that were absolutely necessary."

But at that moment, the corners of her teacher's eyes widened. He raised his hands and took a step back.

"But I like you. Lee Ji-tae. I have no intention of cutting off Kang Hyunmoo until I push you away. For now."

***

"Ha. Move away, Lee Ji-tae."

Hyunmoo pushed Lee Ji-tae away and took a step closer. Thanks to Lee Ji-tae, he had no intention of saving her life.

To be honest, Hyunmoo couldn't even imagine how the teacher would react.

It was clear that he was far stronger than himself. Difficulty: There was only one reason why I could be stronger than myself, who was trained in hell.

The teacher nodded her head and opened her mouth.

"You don't look afraid. Kang Hyunmoo. Isn't this hell?"

The 'hell' he referred to would not be hell in the philosophical sense.

Hyunmoo's teacher's brazen reference to Difficulty: Hell lets Hyunmoo know he came from the same place as him.

But he seemed unaware that he had already lost the benefit of unlimited life.

The question was, what was his identity?

Hyunmoo was unable to find any clues to infer his identity from him.

But he didn't want to call him a teacher, and he hated adding the word 'nim' even more.

Hyunmoo chose a slightly fishy title.

"Hey, fish guy. What are you?"

"Fish guy... This is a new name I've never heard of. It's surprising for a first question. Is that important?"

"No, none of it matters."

Hyunmoo mumbled with a smile, revealing his teeth.

"It's just a matter of taking off the mask after killing you..."

"Oh, it's like a mask."

The teacher took off the mask lightly as if it were a joke.

Hyunmoo's body hardened without realizing it.

As soon as he saw the face revealed under the mask, Hyunmoo stopped breathing at his identity, which he had never thought of.

"You... you..."

"okay."

The teacher smiled brightly. Hyunmoo muttered with trembling lips.

"It's the first time I've seen him."

"Nice to meet you."

The teacher, with the face of a middle-aged bald man with no one-on-one relationship, bowed politely.

Hyunmoo's absurd gaze turned to Lee Ji-tae. Lee Ji-tae looked at her teacher as if her head hurts and said.

"Are you still kidding me in this situation, sir?"

“It was a joke I wanted to try at least once.”

The teacher smiled and touched his face again.

In an instant, the face of the middle-aged bald man disappeared and a new face appeared as if the mask was being removed again.

This time, it was the face of President Kim Si-hoo. When he touched his face again, the face of former chief of staff Park Gyu appeared.

again again, again again.

"What kind of face did you expect. Kang Hyunmoo? Did you know who I was?"

The teacher changed his face in an instant, like a Peking Opera actor. Hyunmoo noticed that that was the power of his 'mask'.

Like the mask Hyunmoo had.

Meanwhile, the teacher changed his face.

It changed to Oh Dae-seong's face and then changed to Lee Ji-tae's face.

"Did you expect a face like this? Geez?"

"A little bit..."

"Or a face like this?"

Whoops.

Finally, the face that appeared where the teacher's hand stopped was the first face Hyunmoo had ever seen.

But it was familiar somewhere.

It was natural. Because he had a face similar to the one he is now.

However, one eye was distorted in a slightly more frowned impression.

Hyunmoo recognized the very identity and spit out double insults.

"What a fucking bastard."

"You recognize my father's face. Kang Hyunmoo."

Without time to dry, Hyunmoo's body popped out.

It seemed that Hyunmoo had never, in his entire life, raised his fists with so much concentration as at this moment.

But the moment his fist was about to break the mask, the teacher had already retreated for a long time.

The teacher was wearing a black and white mask as expressionless as the first time.

It was raining heavily, just like when the teacher first appeared.

Hyunmoo realized that Lee Ji-tae was invisible.

No, there was no sign of Lee Ji-tae's arrival from the beginning.

Hyunmoo and the teacher were the only people who opened their eyes and were facing each other right now.

The teacher stood quietly and opened his mouth.

"I know what you expected. Kang Hyunmoo. You thought I might be your father?"

"Uh, honestly, yes. Then I'll be able to kill you with my own hands."

"I thought you would. But I'm sorry I ruined your wish, but I'm not your father."

The teacher smiled cheerfully.

"Because I killed your father. No, should I say he committed suicide? He was the first person I gave you the hearthstone."

***

Hyunmoo said what the teacher was saying.

The teacher seemed to feel that she needed some clarification even after she had said it, so she continued her speech as she slowly walked across the muddy water."Oh, don't worry. I didn't take away the person who could have been a kind and loving father to you. The reason I killed your father is because that bastard is really unanswered garbage."

“…the unanswered garbage?”

"Yeah. He ran away with the money your mother had barely saved up for an abortion, and then squandered it at the gambling house. Oh, that's not all. Would you like to hear more? Can you make your hatred for your father a little stronger? "

"I don't need it because it's already enough. But you gave such a piece of garbage a hearthstone?"

"Yeah. Of course not."

The teacher said as if he was asking such an obvious question.

"A guy like that has to go to hell, so who goes to hell? Fortunately, it's unclear whether there is an underworld after death, but Difficulty: Hell is definitely there."

Ha ha ha, the teacher said aloud. He still seemed to enjoy the memories of that time.

“I already knew that he didn’t have the mental strength to endure the Difficulty: Hell. As soon as he came back, he was trembling for fear that he would be dragged there again, and then he committed suicide. It ended too early, but if hell exists, then there must be a place for that person to go anyway. "

Hyunmoo felt his blood cool.

His father's tragic suicide didn't show the slightest emotion. When he learned that he was certain he was dead, he only felt a little sad.

But what made his blood cool was the attitude of the teacher who handled the 'heartstone'.

Because of the 'promise', it was clear that the teacher was the one who passed from the difficulty: hell to the present. But the way he handled the hearthstone was like handling a toy.

Believe in this author, Difficulty: Hell's Adam Fort, Professor Keller, Yu Min, and countless others gave their lives.

"Didn't you come to this place from Hell on the mission of 'Promise'?"

"Oh, it seems you already know about the promise. That's right."

“…then we shouldn’t have sent people who have the potential to save the world. But why are we sending such garbage?”

"Well, why?"

The teacher answered Hyunmoo in a playful voice.

"I think that's the answer you know best, Kang Hyunmoo. I didn't do it because I wanted to punish the bad guy. I think you already know the answer. I'd like to say it with your own mouth."

If Difficulty: Let's say you've trained enough and graduated from Hell.

So let's assume you've given up your hearthstone to someone else.

Assuming that, an answer immediately popped into Hyunmoo's head.

But at the same time, I kept my mouth shut at the very childish and contemptuous answer.

'Because he can't come back stronger than me by any chance.'

I was given a new opportunity by changing all human lives, because I don't want to be dealt with by an absurd person.

So instead of the potential guy, I sent trash.

Hyunmoo was speechless.

At the same time, his head became distant and he thought of Lee Ji-tae.

Lee Ji-tae is the most idealist Hyunmoo has ever met and a good man with the right beliefs.

If only one star could conquer the world and follow its rules, there would be no other candidate like Lee Ji-Hoon.

But does that kind of Lee Ji-tae respect the teacher?

"What are you thinking, Lee Ji-tae..."

"Don't blame Lee Ji-tae, Kang Hyunmoo. My personality and performance are two different things. Actually, I've done a lot of things that deserve their respect."

The teacher shrugged her shoulders shamelessly.

"Amid all the terrible futures, I have arrived here by choosing only the best option for mankind. And I will continue to do so. Do you think Lee Ji-tae would have had any other options?"

The teacher turned his gaze to Adam, who was lying down.

“With Adam Fort, our choices will be even easier. But Kang Hyunmoo, at some point, you have to be excluded from that future. That way, the best future can be even more straight forward and in the right direction.”

"When do you say I'm the best future?"

"okay."

Hyunmoo felt his smile disappear from the teacher's answer.

He said, staring at Hyunmoo with a calm and refined gaze.

"It was."

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