What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 811

811. The Overture of the Performance (3)

It was practically a miracle that I opened the front door lock without a single mistake.

-Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep! Bzzz!

-Clang!

“Get inside quickly, quickly.”

“Sir Yo Han, come this way!”

Jung Hyun-seo, breathless, hurriedly pushed us into the house.

Although we flew with the power of the Paladin, climbing 12 floors by stairs was incredibly stressful and nerve-wracking.

I can confidently say that not running into a single neighbor on the way up was the greatest luck of the day.

Sir Yo Han, wrapped in an extra-large blanket, blinked innocently and looked back and forth between us.

I gave him a beaming smile, like someone whose plans had all worked out, then quickly composed myself and met Jung Hyun-seo’s eyes.

“You’re going down right now to clean the car, right?”

“Yeah. Wash this guy clean, get every drop of blood, and then put him in any of Hyung’s [older brother’s] clothes that fit. And check if there are any breaking news reports about it.”

“Oh, I will. Do we need hydrogen peroxide or something to wipe up the bloodstains?”

“No matter what we do, it’ll all show up with luminol [a chemical used to detect blood] anyway. For now, just get rid of as much trace as possible. It’s about time for an interior car wash anyway.”

“Got it, let’s take care of it before quitting time. I’ll put this in the utility room for now. Baking soda in a basin should do the trick, right?”

When I held up the car mats I had brought, Jung Hyun-seo quickly nodded.

Like accomplices covering up a crime scene, we whispered frantically and then hurriedly moved to our respective tasks.

“Oh, right!”

That’s right, just a moment!

“What, again?”

“Hyung, can we recycle the armor?”

“······.”

“With the scrap metal······. Like with the tuna cans?”

“······.”

Normally, I would have been scolded for such a ridiculous question, but today we were both very serious.

Jung Hyun-seo examined Sir Yo Han’s attire with a sharp gaze under his glasses.

The Cardinal, wrapped in a microfiber cloud-patterned blanket, simply tilted his head and smiled. ‘Hmm?’

“······Wash it and keep it in the corner of your closet for now. We can’t leave any evidence.”

“That’s right, now that I think about it. I was being stupid.”

“No, it was a good question.”

-Bzzz!

Click! Jung Hyun-seo snapped his fingers, pointed at me once, and then opened the front door and left.

I looked up at Sir Yo Han, panting. So now······.

-Bang!

“Right.”

“Ah, you scared me!”

Why did you leave and come back!

“Since this guy doesn’t understand us, let’s have him try some of our food.”

“······Okay. That might work.”

I immediately understood what he meant, and Jung Hyun-seo nodded again and went down to the underground parking lot.

As soon as I made eye contact with Sir Yo Han, I used every gesture I could think of to convey the urgent message.

“Food. If you wait here for a moment, I’ll bring you something to eat. Here, just a moment. Just one minute!”

『Don’t worry. I’m good at waiting.』

“······He seems to understand. Thank you!”

I hurriedly took off my shoes, went straight to the bathroom to wash my hands thoroughly, and as soon as I came out, I opened the refrigerator door wide.

Even though I had returned home in just one night this time, I didn’t remember any of the contents.

It was a natural result since I had been away from home for what felt like over half a year. But one thing is certain.

Even when I crossed over to another world line with my own body, I couldn’t communicate with the people there at first······.

‘【If you don’t mind, I would also like to ask what day of what month it is in Holy Power. I’m also curious about exactly where this is.】’

‘I, I’m sorry, Angel. I don’t understand what you’re saying······.’

‘I, I can’t understand the language used in the heavens······. B, but. But I can tell that you are a kind angel.’

Hwino of Honing Village. His face, bewildered by my words, was still vivid.

And······.

‘Um······.’

The plump raspberries that the lovely little Kun had handed me.

‘Wow. This is really good. You could sell these!’

‘G, good heavens! The Angel speaks the Venetian language! Oh my!’

‘Wow!’

······My speech opened up as soon as I ate that. Okay, shouldn’t we just do the opposite?

-Click!

“Something I can eat right away, yes! This is it. Apple juice, NFC 100% squeezed······.”

In the storage space on the door, there were several pouches of apple juice that Hyung had received as a free gift sometime.

I cut the corner with scissors and hurriedly handed it to Sir Yo Han, who was standing in the hallway.

Another question mark appeared on his handsome face.

“Ah, you can just put it to your mouth and drink it. Gulp, gulp. It’s delicious. It’s sweet!”

『······.』

“It also has a HACCP [Hazard Analysis and Critical Control Points] mark, so you can trust it. You don’t know what that is yet, but······.”

The man’s mint-colored eyes shone with curiosity.

Like the capable person he is, his posture for holding the juice pack was very firm.

Soon, the sweet drink flowed down Sir Yo Han’s throat.

Could it be······!?

“······I knew it was apple juice. Because of the picture on the surface.”

“Jackpot!”

“The taste is quite good. But the air quality here is hard to describe favorably.”

“Wow! He really can understand us!”

Every time the Cardinal smiled with a happy face, his white hair flowed down his shoulders.

I was so excited about something I had experienced once before that I made a loud noise.

Forced return home from a scythe early in the morning, followed by fasting and a health checkup, an accident that wasn’t an accident at the Jamsil Station intersection, and the unexpected appearance of Sir Yo Han······.

“Oh my gosh, you really gave us good heavens······.”

“I’m not hurt, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Haa, I’m sincerely relieved about that······.”

I really felt like my heart wouldn’t last.

I couldn’t even remember how many times I had washed my face dry.

I left my friend standing in the hallway for a few minutes before snapping out of it.

Jung Ye-seo, you crazy bastard!

“Ah! I’m sorry. Take off your boots and come inside. This is my house. I’ll take you to the bathroom right away!”

“Excuse me.”

“Welcome. Thank you for coming all this way. I don’t know how you came······.”

“Hahaha.”

And so, Sir Yo Han Haynes entered a home in the middle of Seoul.

I felt a strange tingling in my chest. I kept thinking of my friends.

About two hours later. Jung Hyun-seo’s room.

Hyung had finished the interior car wash without any problems.

Fortunately, he said he was alone when he came up in the elevator.

In the meantime, Yo Han and I had finished our respective tasks and changed into comfortable clothes. But······.

“······Why is his chest about to burst out like that?”

Jung Hyun-seo, who had cooked tuna vegetable porridge in a hurry, asked.

I mumbled, unfolding the folding table I had found on the veranda.

“The size is a little······. If there’s anything bigger, Hyung, find it for him. At least the workout pants are loose enough to fit.”

“I’m imposing on you.”

Sir Yo Han, wearing a tight-fitting—not originally that style—long-sleeved Nike t-shirt and Adidas pants, stood tall in guest slippers, with a towel wrapped around his wet hair.

I sat him on Hyung’s bed and hurriedly went to Jung Eun-seo’s room to borrow a hairdryer.

I plugged the plug into an empty outlet and turned on the power······.

-Weeeeee!

“······Oh.”

In a tone exactly like a Riester aristocrat, no more, no less, our Cardinal gave a very negative reaction.

I realized for the first time in my life that Sir Yo Han could send such a contemptuous look.

He enjoyed the apple juice earlier, and he used the shampoo and conditioner with pleasure.

Surprised, I stammered, trying to defend the hairdryer.

“This thing, hot air and cold air come out of the long nozzle, and people here mainly use it to dry their hair. It’s a little noisy, but it’s fast and convenient, so······.”

“I appreciate the thought.”

“······Yes.”

-Weeooo······

Right, I offered an absurd defective product to the Cardinal of the Air Attribute. I was a hundred times wrong. After finishing my poignant reflection, I immediately put the hairdryer back in its place.

In the meantime, Jung Hyun-seo and Yo Han formally introduced themselves and shook hands.

Hyung had met him in the form of a phoenix while crossing the pure white star sea, but today was the first time he had met him in his true form.

I sat awkwardly between the two of them, cross-legged.

“······He fasted as soon as he came because he had to get a health checkup. So the first meal is porridge.”

“It’s rice, vegetables, and tuna, seasoned and cooked softly. Try it, Kyung.”

“I will enjoy the meal. What were the results?”

While Sir Yo Han asked me as if it were natural, Jung Hyun-seo evenly divided the porridge into three large bowls.

I sprinkled seaweed flakes and sesame seeds on each bowl and quickly drizzled sesame oil around each one.

The fragrant smell spreading throughout the room made me feel like I was about to faint.

I’m hungry. This looks really delicious.

“I’m fine. The doctor said I’m completely fine. I should eat two bowls.”

“······.”

Then, Father Herrit looked past me at Jung Hyun-seo.

Hyung nodded to confirm my words. What was that just now?

“······Haa, this is the taste······.”

As soon as the warm porridge entered my mouth, it was so delicious that all the distracting thoughts disappeared.

I took a few more spoonfuls in a row before turning to Yo Han. Oops.

“······.”

Although he was used to sitting cross-legged from time to time in that world—Gain taught her master directly—Korean food was a first for Yo Han.

I watched with bated breath as he slowly brought the metal spoon to his mouth.

If he says it’s okay, I should put a piece of kimchi on it for him.

“······It’s delicious. It’s a food that anyone can easily enjoy.”

Phew!

“I’m glad you like it. Eat a lot.”

“Was there any breaking news in the meantime?”

Jung Hyun-seo, having confirmed that the Cardinal was eating well, immediately changed the subject.

I put the smallest piece of kimchi on Yo Han’s bowl and made a serious expression.

“I came home and cleaned up a bit and looked it up right away, but there weren’t any articles at that time······. After about twenty minutes, they started popping up one by one. Electronic devices near the Jamsil Station intersection were temporarily out of order. People’s phones and computers didn’t work at all, and black boxes and CCTVs were all cut off. Cafes, convenience store POS [Point of Sale] systems also stopped, so the part-timers had a hard time, I guess.”

I’m really sorry······. I apologized and apologized again in my heart.

“How long.”

“It was like that for about five minutes. After that, everything was working normally.”

“What’s the police’s position?”

“Some say the data was cut off due to a problem with the base station, and some say it might be a problem with the underground cable. They say they’re investigating for now, but there haven’t been any reports of casualties or property damage yet.”

“······Looks like there were no electric car accidents.”

Jung Hyun-seo swept back his hair and said in a low voice.

Then Yo Han opened his mouth, picking up walnut and anchovy stir-fry on his own.

He was so good at using chopsticks that there was no awkwardness.

“I took care of most of the vehicles. The driver of the large cargo compartment in question seemed to have dozed off for a moment.”

“······Thank you for your hard work. Thanks to you, we and many other people avoided traffic accidents.”

Hyung thanked him.

Having heard the whole story in advance, I diligently ate my porridge and chimed in.

“It’s a great relief. Judging from the fact that the police haven’t contacted us, it seems like our records haven’t been left at all. Hoo, hoo······.”

It’s shameless to think this in this situation, but the tuna porridge is really delicious.

Our Hyung could open a porridge shop later. After opening a braised chicken shop and a Korean set meal restaurant first.

“Did you check Instagram too?”

“······I don’t have an Instagram ID, so I don’t know how to search.”

I answered a little timidly. Hyung immediately picked up his phone and checked a few things.

He sighed for a long time, so it seems like nothing happened.

“······Did you say that the ring you gave Haynes was an EMP [Electromagnetic Pulse] weapon?”

“No, it’s not that scary.”

······Probably.

“A friend who was choosing spoils of war with me recommended it. That person knows the electric attribute very well, so I trusted him and took it.”

“Does it make sense that ‘electric attribute magic tool’ is replaced with ‘electronic device’?”

“······Thanks to that, we hid Yo Han in time, and we hid Morning’s flight.”

“If you can’t say anything······.”

Although he shot at me like that, Jung Hyun-seo seemed relieved that our Jamsil Station commotion had ended without major damage.

“There are quite a few eyewitness accounts of Haynes on the internet. There are also eyewitness accounts of Morning flying in the sky.”

“Gasp!”

That’s not true at all, what relief!

I almost dropped the steaming spoon.

Where does Hyung find such news so well?

“There are no photos or videos of the intersection scene, but there is a drone video taken from the top of the World Tower before that. There are quite a few people connecting the two incidents, so it would be good to lie low for the time being.”

“I will do so.”

“Fortunately, most people think it’s a game marketing. Promotion. Or advertising shooting.”

Even though there were difficult words in every sentence, Yo Han understood his situation perfectly and nodded.

I felt like my blood was drying up.

For a while, we sat around in Hyung’s room and focused on emptying the bowls of porridge.

Just in case Jung Eun-seo or other family members came, we couldn’t afford to eat leisurely in the kitchen right now.

And around the time I scraped the bottom of the third bowl clean······.

“······If you’ve all finished eating, let’s clean up and start the research right away.”

“How to cross over to that side?”

I reflexively asked back.

Then Jung Hyun-seo looked back and forth between Yo Han and me and sighed as if the ground was sinking.

His complexion looked excessively dark and ominous.