I Became the Drug-Addicted Childhood Friend

"Pull yourself together, we need to make a happy ending."

The fake Han Shihu sneers.

"Disappear!"

The Saintess shouts.

Boom.

The world bursts open.@@novelbin@@

The appearance of the fake Han Shihu vanishes, and the scenery changes.

"Now, the real memories will appear."

Here, Seo Ah will be visible, the Saintess mutters.

A house comes into view.

It’s the house where Seo Ah used to live.

The sound of rain pouring down.

Seo Ah is sitting on the concrete yard, getting drenched in the rain.

"Seo Ah—"

"Wait, you can’t just talk to me like that."

"Why?"

"We’re replaying the memory. If we interfere, it could distort the memory itself. Maybe we should just watch and not interfere."

The Saintess also wanted to see the real Seo Ah’s memories.

This time, the goal isn’t to destroy the memories.

She watches from a distance, observing Seo Ah.

The rain doesn’t stop.

Seo Ah stays seated.

She’s waiting for Han Shihu.

Even though she knows he won’t come.

"Ah..."

Seo Ah smiles.

"Ah ha... ha..."

Then silence again.

She stays in the rain for a long time.

"Let’s go to the next memory..."

"Wait, just wait a moment. Maybe I can talk to her—"

Seo Ah turns toward them.

"Shihu?"

She saw him.

The Saintess steps back, as if unsure of what to do.

Han Shihu runs to Seo Ah.

"Shihu?"

Seo Ah greets him with joy.

"Yeah."

"Are you back? Really?"