I Became the Drug-Addicted Childhood Friend

"Shihu."

Han Shihu knew that the person sitting next to him on the swing wasn’t Seo Ah.
But he still wanted to speak.
To figure out what he was supposed to do next.

[Retry]

Was that the skill’s name all along?
Shihu wondered briefly, but the thought passed as quickly as it came.
It meant he could start over.
He could give up everything.

Thinking about everything he had done so far made his head hurt.
The option to give up seemed so tempting.
And yet, it was hard to make that choice.
He was certain there would be consequences, responsibilities he could no longer avoid.

He gripped his sword.
There were other weapons in his inventory, but his magic reserves were so low that even using a simple skill like inventory access was difficult.

He prepared to strike.
Prepared to end it himself.

"Ah, no. Don’t do it."

Of course, Seo Ah would say something like that.
But what did it matter?
He would restart anyway.
Everything would be new.

"...I’m going to start over."

"No, that’s not it."@@novelbin@@

Seo Ah got off the swing and grabbed his arm, pulling it back.

"I’m sorry. Next time, I’ll do better."

"There is no next time. Don’t run away."

She used to tell him to give up if he wanted to.
Now her words were different.
But it was just a hallucination.

"I’m sorry."

"No, don’t go. I’m sorry. If you disappear, I’ll be left all alone. No, that’s not the issue. The Doctor, the Doctor..."