I Escaped the Exile Story Only To Find It Was a Regret Trope

4 – 1# Why not use the convenient setting of amnesia? (4)

Park Sejun.

He was a typical man who lived for his own greatness.

However, there was a reason he had no choice but to be that way.

Indeed. He was the second son of the famous Park family of swordsmanship.

At the same time, he was even evaluated as surpassing the eldest son in talent.

In other words, whether it was environment or talent,

It was no exaggeration to say he was in the top 1% of everything.

Moreover, because he was a grandson born late in the Park family,

The members of the Park family raised Park Sejun with utmost care.

It was almost inevitable that he became a rude brat.

But, right now.

For the first time in his life, Park Sejun was being overpowered by someone who wasn’t a member of his family.

No.

It’s not just being overpowered.

Overwhelmed.

Park Sejun is completely overwhelmed by Baek Yushin, whom he had ignored and looked down upon.

It feels like a heavy rock is crushing his chest.

He can barely breathe. Sejun’s body starts to tremble with fear.

Is this really that foolish pushover, Baek Yushin?

It feels like facing a ferocious beast. Can a person change this much?

‘No way, has he been holding back all this time?!’

Sejun barely comes up with the most plausible hypothesis he can think of.

But, that doesn’t make sense.

If Yushin had merely been tolerating Sejun.

Why would he make such an extreme choice?

No, no.

What if the premise itself is wrong?

A hypothesis that flashed through his mind like lightning pierced his head like an arrow.

What if this was all a lie?

What if Baek Yushin was testing him?

If he really judged that Sejun had crossed the line. What if he stepped in to punish him directly?

Indeed, if you assume that, it makes sense.

Even the secrets he had hidden so tightly, Baek Yuri had seen through so easily. All of it.

‘I thought something was off. But to think this was a trap…!’

Sejun swallowed dryly. He had already lost all will to fight.

Right now, the only thought in Sejun’s mind was to escape this situation.

Naturally, Sejun’s hypothesis was completely off the mark. The reason Yushin was angry was just one.

‘This b*stard, cursing at me on our first meeting?’

That’s right. He didn’t care at all about what kind of relationship Sejun and Baek Yushin had before.

Why?

Because it’s not me.

The former Baek Yushin and the current Yushin are definitely different people.

Therefore, whether there was group bullying or not, Yushin had no reason to care at all.

However, if someone insulted the current Yushin, the story changes from that moment.

Why?

Because now I am Yushin.

Because it feels bad to be insulted!

No one else.

How dare you insult me?

However, Yushin thought of himself as a very kind and merciful person.

“Hey.”

“Y-Yes?”

“Let’s settle this cleanly, just one hit.”

No more, no less. Just one hit. Without any grudges. How merciful is that?

If this were a fantasy world, they would probably have dueled for the insult.

But when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Besides, just because he heard an insult once, it wasn’t enough to take a life.

Yushin was not a murder-crazed killer. Of course, he didn’t intend to just let it go either.

“If I take one hit, does that mean you’ll forgive me?”

“Yes.”

‘If I take just one hit, will he forgive everything until now?’

Just one hit, if he took just one hit.

Everything until now would be forgiven. At least, Sejun understood it that way.

Indeed, if that’s the case, it’s worth a try!

Thinking he had gained the upper hand, arrogance crept back into Sejun’s face.

“Fine! No backing out later!”

One hit, just one hit. He could endure that with the skills he had learned so far!

However, as soon as Sejun agreed, Yushin was already moving first.

With a step forward, his waist swung like a storm.

‘Huh?’

Sejun blinked. Clearly, Baek Yushin, who had been right in front of him, vanished in an instant.

Instead, what appeared before his eyes was a gigantic fist. It was like a massive wave.

Approaching with tremendous speed, exuding a ferocious momentum. Too, too fast!

He had to dodge it quickly, but like a water-soaked cotton. His movements were unbearably slow.

As if a natural disaster was crashing down before his eyes. A deep sense of helplessness engulfed Sejun.

Thud!!

With the dull sound that soon echoed, Sejun lost consciousness.

Looking down at Sejun, who had been properly hit and sprawled out in a shape, Yushin smirked.

Certainly, he seemed to have talent. But he was a chick with almost no real combat experience.

“If this were a real fight, you’d be dead by now.”

In the fantasy world where Yushin had rolled and tumbled, ambushes were almost a daily occurrence.

The comrades who always rushed out recklessly, most of them ended up as gruesome corpses.

Just moments ago, a comrade who had been alive had their face melted in just one second.

In that world where letting your guard down was worse than death, this was nothing.

‘But what should I do with this guy.’

It was good that he had cleanly landed a hit. The problem was how to handle the aftermath.

Of course, the option of taking Sejun home did not exist in Yushin’s mind.

Why would he take care of a rude guy who had cursed at him on their first meeting?

But.

Leaving him at the entrance like this.

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He didn’t know how Yuri, who would return, would react.

To gain Yuri’s smooth cooperation, he needed to calm her down first.

However, Yushin’s dilemma didn’t last long. Where does trash go? In the trash can.

Such a simple logic existed. Yushin hoisted Sejun onto his shoulder.

“Up we go!”

Soon, Yushin threw Sejun, whom he had been carrying like a sack, into the trash heap.

When he comes to his senses later, he’ll find his way home.

Having dumped a person in the trash heap, Yushin truly cut off his concern.

“Oppa, I’m back.”

“You’re here?”

“Yeah, I’ll get ready right away.”

Yushin was calmly enjoying the discharge celebration party with Yuri, who had just returned from grocery shopping.

* * *

There’s a saying that words without feet can travel a thousand miles.

Especially if the person in question is famous, those words could travel even further.

Such was the case with Park Sejun, the second son of the renowned Park family of swordsmanship and a prodigious talent in the art.

It was only natural for someone as full of vanity as him to announce his destinations on social media.

However.

The problem came next.

Unlike his grand departure, he returned as a complete wreck.

He even became a fool who spouted nonsense while receiving treatment in the hospital.

Naturally, it was inevitable that rumors about Park Sejun spread within a day.

As a result, the factions that had gathered around Park Sejun found themselves adrift.

In a nightclub located in Gangnam, Seoul.

Looking down at the party hall filled with flashy neon signs and loud music.

They were tilting their glasses with ice floating in them.

The law that minors could not enter was meaningless, as they openly enjoyed themselves.

However, despite the alcohol, cigarettes, and women they so desired being right in front of them.

No one had a bright expression.

Perhaps it was only natural. These pleasures could be their last today.

“That crazy b*stard Park Sejun, he boasted so much.”

“What do we do now? The lifeline we barely grabbed turned out to be a rotten rope.”

“…….”

At first, it was good. Although Park Sejun was quite arrogant and talked a lot of nonsense.

Riding on the prestige of the Park family of swordsmanship.

Even as first-year students, no one dared to ignore them.

Moreover, Park Sejun deceived both the academy and the family with his model student act.

[Just trust and follow me, when I become the head of the family, I’ll give each of you a position.]

Yeah, just believing those words. It’s no exaggeration to say they had been cleaning up after Park Sejun until now.

But then, suddenly, he came back beaten up and ended up being admitted to a mental hospital.

Only those who had been involved in dirty deeds under Park Se-jun’s faction were in danger.

Now, there was no one left to protect them. Soon, everything would be revealed.

It was all over. The future of being a hero, the future of belonging to a respectable family.

“Not yet.”

However, there was one boy with sharp eyes and a scar who did not give up.

“It’s not too late yet.”

“Do you have any plan?”

“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.”

We will crush the one who crushed Park Se-jun with our strength.

Simple, but surprisingly effective. At the very least, it would save face.

Of course, life doesn’t work out that simply. What do kids know?

With a desperate heart, everyone began to agree with the scarred boy’s words.

“I heard it was Baek Yoo-shin who did it.”

“How could a fool who even lost his girl have such power?”

“Right, that makes sense.”

“Then the most likely person is…”

Coincidentally, they all thought of the same person. The only one who had defeated Park Se-jun.

The girl who pushed Park Se-jun to second place and maintained the top rank in the grade.

Baek Yoo-ri.

The next target of the self-proclaimed Sword Saint faction, created for Park Se-jun, was finally decided.