Dragon’s Legacy

Seoul

“Ugh... ”

Eugene, who was crying for a long time, now calmed down a little. The hand of the poem that was tapping my back also slowed down.

“That's enough. ”

Eugene walked out of the city's arms with his eyes wide open. He still looks frightened, but he's feeling much better than before.

“It's getting late. ”

As the sun set, the sunset was beautifully bitten. There is a small wave in the calm sea with a refreshing breeze. At this rate, Eugene didn't feel this emotion at all, but he looked around in a frightened look. All I see in front of me is a giant forest that doesn't pass by a ship and doesn't know what's behind it. It was unbelievably uninhabited when I woke up. At first I thought it was a dream, but this reality that felt so heartfelt only gave me fear and despair.

“It's all because of you! ”

Eugene stared at the poem and said. Fear and despair fly away in anger.

“Yes?”

“Because you made me drink that weird tea! It's all your fault! ”

Eugene yells at the poet as if screaming. It was all because of the poetry. I can't stand it because I'm so angry.

“I'm sorry. I didn't know this was going to happen. ”

The poem pretended to be sorry rather than angry.

“What are we going to do! What are you gonna do? If we can't go back here forever... * Sobbing * ”

Eugene, who was furious for a long time, shed tears again. I couldn't think rationally because of fear. After being overwhelmed by the feeling of vomiting, I don't even know how to pee before, but I keep wearing my disgusting pants. It was unimaginable for Eugene in his usual day.

“It's night, so let's figure out where to get away from the body. ”

“Why! Why! Why should I follow you? It's all because of you. Do you know how much I want to kill you right now? ”

Eugene shouts with blood around his neck. The shivering eyes are filled with fury that seems to kill the poem. Fear and despair are all manifested in anger against the situation.

“Then stay here. I'll go into the woods and see if I can find a place to rest. ”

I had eaten all the insults to Eugene, but the situation relaxed without getting angry. You will be angry if you insult me like this in real life, but I'm not really angry because I see that I'm deceiving Eugene. It was similar to the fact that when I teased a friend, I only had more fun than I was angry.

The poem tried to leave Eugene and go into the forest. It was not scary even when it got dark because I knew there were only cute animals in the forest anyway.

“Hey! Where are you going! ”

However, when the poem tried to enter the forest on a dark night, Eugene, who was angry, called the poem with a slightly frightened voice. I was angry just watching the poem, but I hated being alone even more.

“Do you want to come with me? I'm in a hurry to find a place to rest and some food. ”

“Why should I listen to you? Are you crazy? ”

“Jina, just calm down. And I know you're mad at me, but isn't that a little harsh? But I'm older... ”

“What? Whatever, then you should say the same! It sucks. It sucks. Really.”

Yesterday it was not like this, but now Eugene has been doing a lot of hysteria with fear, anger and stress. I think I need more time to calm down.

“Then I'll do it. Anyway, if you're going to follow me, follow me or wait. Suit yourself."

“Hey, hey! ”

As the poem walked into the forest, Eugene called out a loud poem. However, the poem went into the forest without looking back.

Eugene bites his lip. I didn't want to follow the poem into that fickle-looking forest, but I also didn't want to stand by myself. After biting her lips for a while, Eugene chased her into the forest in his pee-pee pajamas.

“Hey! You……. ”

“Shh. What would you do if a dangerous animal came out?" ”

Seeing the situation with a serious face, Eugene shut up with a flawed face. I didn't want to do what the poem said, but if a really dangerous animal came out, it was a big deal.

The poem acted cautiously and pretended to look around. Earlier, I was wandering through the woods with Konz and I knew where it was, but I didn't intend to develop it so quickly.

“Aah!”

Eugene, who was walking toward the situation with a face full of complaints, annoyance, and anger, suddenly cried out in agony.

“Are you hurt?”

“This sucks. What a mess you are. ”

Eugene sits on the floor and looks at his barefoot. You step on a slightly pointed stone, but there are no scars. However, his feet were covered in dirt on the sand and sand barefoot.

“Then let's find some water first. Because you need to wash your pee-pee pants. You can't keep smelling like that. ”

Eugene looked at his trousers in a straightforward poem. It had yellow stains on its crotch and was damp enough to be seen in the dark with only moonlight. I didn't know when to pee, and I didn't feel it until now.

“You, you…… really……. * Sobbing * ”

Eugene was so ashamed and ashamed that he couldn't speak and wept as he stuttered. I was so afraid of the combination of fear, fear, anger and shame.

Adult men would be so distracted if they put themselves in this situation, but Eugene, who had grown up like a monument in a greenhouse for his whole life, could not bear it.

“Do you think crying will solve the problem? ”

“It's all because of you... You don't even know that.... * Sobbing * ”

Eugene, the cold-hearted horse from the poem, cried in horror. If it weren't for the poem, none of this would have happened, but when I don't know that, I get angry with myself and tears come out of my heart.

“Keep crying or follow me. I'm going.”

At this time, Eugene was shocked and terribly crying as he had to console her with a kind voice. I wanted to cry all the time because I felt like it, but I couldn't cry because I was afraid of what would happen to me when I was alone here.

“Ugh... I won't let you go home.... ”

Eugene, who wiped his tears, chased after the poem who went into the forest. The leaves, grass, and stone on the floor irritated the soles of my feet, but the poem walked so fast that I didn't have time to stop in the middle and check the soles of my feet.

“I hear water coming from around here. ”

It's a bit of a big island, but there's a pretty high hill, even if it's not up to the mountain. The poem, which knows the main location of the islands, pretended to look everywhere and went near the lake where groundwater flowed. I did not hear anything else, but I paid attention as if the sound of water sounded like it usually appeared in a movie.

“It hurts……. ”

Eugene, whose eyes and nose were red, touched her feet and said, "How long have you been crying?" My feet hurt because I was fast walking in pursuit of the poem. I shouted to the poet to go slowly in the middle, but he didn't even care.

“Is that it?”

When the poem walked, Eugene followed the forest. Now I had no choice but to follow the situation. My feet hurt and I start crying again. All I can think about is wanting to be a dream.

“Found it.”

The surrounding tree disappears and the lake appears. It was a lake that looked bigger and deeper than I thought. The tranquil lake surrounded by the moon was a picture in harmony with the flowers blooming around it. However, Eugene made a relieved face that he no longer had to walk rather than feel such beauty.

I've never walked barefoot in my life, so I was in pain because my feet hurt so much. It's dirty to pee, but it's harder to endure the pain.

“Drink water if you're thirsty. It doesn't look very dangerous here. ”

The poem said as he drank water from the lake. The lake was cold enough for my hands and feet to freeze, making me feel incredibly clean.

“ ……. ”

Eugene, who was still staring at the poem with an angry look on his face, went to drink water a little away from the poem without saying anything. After a while, I walked exhausted and my breath reached my chin. All I can think about is waking up fast.

“You can't just stare at it like that. I didn't know this was gonna happen. ”

“Is that what you call it? Do you know what you're doing to me right now? ”

“I think it's a picnic. It's a beautiful view.”

“What nonsense.... ”

Seeing the poem speaking casually, Eugene could not finish his sentence, shaking in anger again. What do you mean, a picnic?

“Anger doesn't get you home from here, does it? I'm sorry you feel like you're here because of me, but I told you the whole truth in the first place, and you were pissed at me for being superstitious, and you drank tea. So let's just find a way back home. ”

“You, you……. ”

Eugene frowns.

“And I hated you when I hated you, and I don't like you, so don't expect kindness. I'll do what I have to do, so get yourself something to eat or wear. ”

“Oh, how can you say that.... Because I'm here for you, and you're responsible! Shouldn't you have a conscience? You don't like it? I hate killing you right now. I grew up under the parents who work hard, so I have such a personality...... ”

“So! You're on your own. Like you said, I grew up under a working parent, so I don't have a good personality. ”

The poem stopped Eugene's words in the middle, and I yelled at him for a moment. I feel sorry for Eugene now, seeing him talking to his parents without knowing the situation even after coming to this place. He said, 'Hate sin, but hate not man.' After all, Eugene has such crooked thoughts and arrogance because education is wrong. Of course, in the end, the person who thinks and acts that way can't help but hate Eugene or Eugene.

“Then let's part ways here. I'll take care of myself. You take care of yourself. ”

“Hey! Where are you going! Where are you going? ”

The poem left Eugene in a rage and went back into the forest. Then Eugene got up from his seat urgently, but his feet hurt and he sat down on the floor. I thought he was really gone, but I couldn't feel a thing.

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