Mom is my constellation

No.

At the same time as I stepped back from the threshold, the door of the room was closed.

I was just standing there, staring at the door that was firmly closed.

The woman lying on the bed was so vividly imprinted on her brain that she could not move.

[I feel sorry for SeongHyun-sook because she is a young person.]

Mac leans back against the wall next to the rest of the door, which is open.

"……."

Where do I start?

The woman on the bed I saw...

So where do we start with what the Mother of Meteor looks like?

Skin swollen like that from the forefoot to the toe?

Two eyes full of blood like you're gonna bleed out right now?

Or white hair, like Albino's?

I didn't know.I didn't think that was the case with Yooseong Water..

I know the name of the disease that Yooseong's mother is suffering from.

I'm not the only one who knows.

None of the modern people who live in the era of bipolar disorder know that.

'Mana poisoning.'

The gate, which serves as the boundary between reality and the dungeon, is marginal, but the wavelength of Mana flows definitively.

And the wavelength gives the general public near you a low chance of getting sick with a body that is not in harmony with Manna.

The disease is manah poisoning.

It's even incurable.

Mom, I'm a little late today, aren't I? It was worth it.

At that time, the voice of meteor water came out clearly beyond the closed door.

Soundproofing is also useless in front of the developed hearing due to the elevated stats.

Hey, have you seen the gate for the first time today? A very good player has toured me lately.

Patients suffering from Mana poisoning cannot move their bodies like botanicals, but consciousness is definitely awake.

So, she'll be able to hear Yooseong water vividly now.

… maybe.

Thank you so much... It was also cool. I always saw the players fighting from afar, but I looked closer... It was like a scene in some movie.

Oh, that's why people call you a superhero when they see you.

That son of a bitch. I thought you were talking to me. Are you serious?

I don't have to brag to my sick mother..

Do I have to keep listening to this? Your face is burning.

... How good would it be if I could be like that?

At that moment, the voice of Yooseong water, which had been concealed by the senses, was slightly eaten.

If you become a strong player and make a lot of money, then you will be able to afford to pay for your mother's hospital more than now..

"……."

And when you wake up later, you will also be able to show your brave and wonderful son..

At the end of a blurred speech, the crier mixes.

But you know... I'm trying pretty hard on my own. Even if you can't be a cool player, make sure your son is a cool player in your mother's eyes. Working hard, not neglecting to study.. Again, again...

The voice of meteor water, which was full of huffling, gradually comes to a distance.

He must have been sitting next to the bed a long time ago.

When you talk with your face on a sheet, you usually hear that voice.

Later, do you really have to tell me? My son grew up so well, he grew up so straight. So, Mom...

A year later, Yooseong Waters did not smile very well, even though he became a class S player who had no choice but to covet him.

I wonder if he even nicknamed the statue.

I didn't understand why I went around in such a dark atmosphere at the time, but now I understand why.

Get up...

Human beings who are addicted to Mana usually die in as little as three months and as long as half a year.

'It's been a year since I met Yooseong Water..'

Then, the mother of Yooseong water was already..

Mom... Mom...

Let's stop listening.

Excuse me if I keep eavesdropping more than this. It's like I sinned against him.

'My father died in an accident while working at the factory. On the other hand, I hid the story of my mother..'

I left the hospital quietly without hiding.

The evening breeze seeps cool into the chest as if the lead were sitting down.

'It must have been a story that I didn't want to think of again, or to float to someone at the time.'

How did it feel?

After my mother died, I became the S player I had always dreamed of.

When I realized again the reality that I couldn't show you what a wonderful son I wanted to show you.

I couldn't even imagine when he felt a collapse at the time.

But...

'Do you think I don't know?'

Yes, I can assure you of this.

'When I lost my parents, I felt like the world was falling apart.'

Desperation and loneliness as if left alone in the world, I know.

It's not sympathy... Yes, it is.

It's homogeneous.

When the opponent realizes that he is a human being who has experienced the same situation as me, something difficult to talk about in his heart is pushed up.

Choking, choking.

'He's still alive.'

Returning three years ago, the mother of meteor water is alive.

Of course, there won't be much time left.

I met my mother again as a representative of the Holy Spirit, but not Yooseong water.

If her mother dies again this time, it becomes an eternal parting for Yooseong water.

I can't let that happen.

'We have to save them somehow.'

For the pleasure of meteor water? Yeah, if. If things really go well... The gaze of meteor water on me will change 180 degrees.

That way, if he expresses it, the flower paths in my life will be brighter.

But honestly, the favorability problem is now a backlash.

Other emotions preceded him.

I just had the feeling that I wanted to help Yooseong water and his mother 'purely'.

'Mana addiction is now incurable, but two years later there will be no cure.'

In pharmaceutical companies around the world, after many years of research, we develop treatments that can cure Mana addiction.

The problem is that it's two years after the cure was mass-produced. The mother of Yooseong water would have passed away by then, but what does it mean?

'That doesn't mean that there is a way for me to advance the development of a cure...'

That's crazy. Regression is not universal.

I'm just ahead of my mind and I don't follow reality.

It was as frustrating as swallowing whole sweet potatoes.

[Holy Spirit, SeongHyun-sook urgently seeks action!]

[SeongHyun-sook left the room for a while, saying he had a good idea!]

"Suddenly?"

I asked as desperately as a child looking at the backs of distant parents.

"Uh, somewhere. Mom?"

And the cold silence that comes back as if it were natural.

No, well, it's a good idea to leave, but if you say so in advance, where do you think you're going?

'... Do you sell manna poisoning cure in the Hall of Fame?'

It is home to transcendent gods, so there may be at least one item such as the 'Tenacity Potion'.

However, I doubt if I can live with my mother's 'freshcoins'.

In a moment.

With my mother's return, a dark message of surprise appeared before my eyes.

[Seongseong, SeongHyun-sook invited guests.]

... What? Guests? Unbelievable?

Who the hell...?

[Holy City, SeongHyun-sook opens a chat window for 'Raising a Summer Bell'!]

[Start the chat without hiding the invited Holy Statement.]

Ugh, writing appeared above the void while doing it.

However, the completed sentence does not pop out as usual, but appears one letter at a time, as if you were tapping a batter.

Zata Accredited Saint: Hello? You're Hyun-Sook's son, Jae-min.

Oh, my God.

Seriously, another holy place blew a chat on me. Did you have this feature in "Raising the Summer Bell"? No, what am I supposed to say before that?

I was puzzled and said, bowing my head in the air with nothing like a madman.

"Yes, I am, I am my son…."

Mom, I'm begging you. Next time, please, give me a scratch in advance.

While I was sweating inside, the message slowly produced a sentence, one syllable at a time.

Zata Accredited Saint: Huhu, you look like you're stirring up. Ah, chat's slow, isn't it? Sorry. I'm an old man and I'm not used to this kind of thing.. Understand.

It's okay. I'm not familiar with this situation right now, so I'm going crazy.

Zata Accredited Saint: I heard about the situation from Hyun-Sook. You said you needed a cure to fix Mana's addiction?

The moment the word 'cure' is mentioned above the slow-filling chat window.

I swallowed my breath indifferently.

I erased my awkward smile and nodded with a stiff expression.

Zata Accredited Saint: I like the intention. It's hard to find people who are suffering to heal other people's illnesses, not themselves. Especially in this age where you're living.

Whenever the chat continued, my neck dried up and my heart pounded.

You had to, didn't you?

Saint.

Unless it is a meaningless alias, the image that comes to mind intuitively in its name is the 'Holy Guardian of Miracles'.

I can't be sure of the truth, but if the image I came up with is correct….

'I'm sure I can fix Manat's addiction.'

And seeing the flow of conversations so far, the Saint is fond of me. Perhaps the cure is pleasant...

Zata Accredited Saint: But it's too bad. No matter how I am, I can't even make a cure for a disease that didn't exist in my lifetime.

.. Wait. What?

Zata Accredited Saint: Oh, don't look so disappointed. You're flattered. I'm not beating my typewriter so hard to tell.

Oh, I didn't know that. Anyway, that means there's a way out, right?

Certified Saint Zata: I will give you access to my workshop in particular.

"Workshop...?"

Zata Accredited Saint: If the Holy Spirit is forced to face the problems of the Summer, his face will not stand. I don't know if there is a cure that can only be fixed by specifying the bottle called Mana Poison, but if it is an essence that heals all the bottles that exist in the summertime, I can get it organized in my workshop. It's manufacturing all over the place.

An essence that heals all bottles that exist in the summit.

In a word, this is a panacea, right?

If there is such a thing, there is no need to seek treatment for manah addiction.

Zata Certified Saint: Of course, since you are not holy, there will be a lot of grief about using the workshop. Maybe you have to endure a little pain and patience. Are you sure you're okay?

I know where the answer is, but where can a human be scared and retreated?

At least I'm not.

"It's okay."

Zata Accredited Saint: I knew you would say that. Hyun-Sook is my son. You don't think about the future, and you bump into it unconsciously.

I'm confused whether it's insulting or not, accredited Saint Zata.

Zata Accredited Saint: Then where...? Ugh? Hey Hyun-Sook, what do I need to press to sponsor this.. Ah, here it is. Here we go.

[Anonymous guest sponsors item 'Sanctuary Entrance Ticket'!]

Pot!

This crowd of light, gathered more and more over the air, glowed loudly once.

Something soft came down like a feather and sat in my hand.

It was a square 'ticket' with embroidered gold patterns and unknown characters.

Zata Accredited Saint: If you tear the entrance ticket in half, there will be a way through my workshop.

When I heard that, I quickly tore up the ticket.

Then...

Grizzly!

At a rate similar to the ticket being torn, the void in my branch was torn.

Just like when the gate appeared.

What actually appeared was a swirling door connected to the 'back space' like a gate.

Do you want to enter [Sanctuary]? Y/n]

I've already made up my mind, but I keep making myself anxious.

Let's pick 'Y' without delay.

"……!"

The same vertigo and wealth struck me when I left the gate.

When I opened my eyes again, which was reflectively stubborn, it was unfolding in the field of vision..

Zata Certified Saint: Do you think the common sense of the summit seems a little strange?

Glub!

Books.

Size to color…. A myriad of ancient books of all shapes were white fields flying dizzily like worms.

"What is this...?"

Zata Accredited Saint: Think of it as a monster, not a book. Only five doubles had pages to complete the manufacturing of essences.

Only five books?

No. I can see hundreds of books right now.

The difficulty is too great, Saint.

Zata Certified Saint: You don't have to catch a day and hand over the bookshelf. You can tear it up, you can burn it. All you have to do is find it.

So, if you catch a monster in an RPG game, it's like automatically dropping an item?

Easy to say, but...

Zata Accredited Saint: And I'm sorry, but I have to hurry. If you stay in the sanctuary for more than 15 minutes, your body is bound by the rules of the Summer.

As a matter of fact, there is a time limit. You're a disgruntled man.

If you stay for more than 15 minutes, you will die. It's too late to complain.

'You can tear it up and burn it, so I told you to find it.'

In sum, it means that it is better to skip as soon as you arrive, rather than checking one book at a time.

And it would be wise to hold anything in your hand and stir it here rather than barefoot.

[Pandora's Box is now open!]

[Summon the weapon that will most effectively deal with your perceived 'enemy'!]

Pot!

The zipper opens, and the light beam that rises from the inside of the bag like a tentacle wraps around my hand.

If Pandora's Box was sensible, she would have spit out a weapon with a wide range. Please. Please.

'If you can, you can easily fly with a horse handle, weighing less….'

Gibbs!

I was frightened to think of the wish that it would be light, and I leaned because of the weight I had on my hands.

Zata Accredited Saint: Uh...?

Subsequently, I lost my horse when I witnessed the identity of the weapon in my hands.

My assistant said she wanted Pandora's Box to be sensible, so I missed her very lightly.

Zata Accredited Saint: No, this is a bit..

Appearance that looks like a heavy machine gun.

But attached to the end was a hose with a nozzle connected, not a bullet.

Yes. No matter how you look at this..

"A flamethrower?"

You want Pandora's Box to be sensible?

What a grumpy noise.

There is not enough sense of expression.

I have to say, this is sensational.

I gracefully pulled the trigger.

And... ignition!

Bloop!!

A flaming trunk with enormous heat was blown into a violent atmosphere.

The widely radiated flame, in the form of a sectional shape, burned the old books as they appeared in the range of circumstances.

Did you say the most exciting joke in the world was a fire joke?

I don't know if I'm drawing a map on the blanket tonight.

Haha!

I sprayed the fire evenly with a feeling of watering the flowerpot.

What are the consequences?

[Get 'First Page'!]

[Get 'Second Page'!]

[Get 'Third Page'!]

.

[Get '4th Page'!]

[Get 'Fifth Page'!]

I don't know which one of those many and many books has a 'page' that burns like a trembling moth.

But you don't have to know, do you?

Zata Accredited Saint:.. You must have been a deadly one.

Nice to meet you too, Saint.