I’m the Only One Who Can’t See Ghosts

10 – Young Jamsoon’s Melancholy

After soothing Jamsoon with a pat on the head, I went into the room. Jamsoon naturally followed me into my room.

“Want to have dinner?”

“Sure.”

Tonight’s dinner was stir-fried pork made with belly meat. The belly meat loses its taste when it cools, but there isn’t much difference if you eat it right after making it. Anyway, it suits my taste.

I put the stir-fried pork on rice and made a stir-fried pork rice bowl, then took out the kimchi. Ah, this should be considered a decent dinner, if not a luxurious dinner, right? Agree?

“Oh, stir-fried pork again?”

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“What do you mean by ‘again’?”

“I mean, stir-fried pork.”

No, it’s a free meal…

Jamsoon… talking back?!

“Get out.”

“I don’t want to! I don’t want to!”

“You have a lot of pocket money. Order something to eat!!!”

However, Jamsoon started resisting my forced execution while whining. As I said earlier, the belly meat loses its taste when it cools. We needed to eat it quickly.

“Then shut up and eat quickly!!!”

“Yes!!! I will gladly eat it!!!”

After creating chaos, Jamsoon and I finally started eating.

Chomp, chomp- Jamsoon inhaled the stir-fried pork and spoke.

“Why did you go to Pian Station? There’s nothing to take care of, even if it’s a sh*tshow. Oh, did you have an adventure in a different dimension?”

“A different dimension?”

“Yeah, certain trains there lead to a dimension worse than hell. If there were items that me and the Il-Wol-Oak ajusshi needed, we would go there a few times to get them.”

“I’m tired of your nonsense. I should tell that old man not to listen to this nonsense from this kid anymore. It seems like his delusions are getting worse.

“I’ve just finished the first round of the Cheonji exam.”

“The Cheonji exam? Why?”

Jam-soon was startled and dropped her spoon. I pondered on how to explain this. First of all, I can never mention the fact that I can’t see ghosts. It’s not because I don’t trust Jam-soon. It’s because I don’t trust this world.

So my explanation became vague.

I had to hide the fact that I would mess with Cheon-su again. It’s best not to mention it because Cheon-su, who takes inappropriate photos of people regardless of their age or gender, is a psycho, and if Jam-soon messes with him and something goes wrong, honestly, it would be emotionally difficult for me to live.

I had to keep the fact that I can’t see ghosts hidden for a lifetime. So, I explained that I received a lot of help from a kid called Bong-chu, who is known for his true skills, and passed the exam.

“Bong-chu? That’s nonsense. You didn’t receive help from him, you helped him instead. It’s not as easy as it sounds to become a tiger-class person like him when you grow up.”

This sharp little girl.

How did she find out about that?

Suddenly, Jam-soon’s expression turned cold.

“I guess there’s no choice. It’s a death sentence.”

“A death sentence? What the hell are you talking about?”

Snap- My subconscious mind made my chopsticks fly.

“Ouch!”

“Oh, dear.”

“The head of this mind, the strongest genius in history who even made a god cry, is in pain!”

In that moment, Jam-soon’s expression became so beautiful and cruel that I unconsciously threw the chopsticks. This little girl, she’ll be a scary woman in every way when she grows up.

“That’s why I told you not to use bad language.”

Darn it. I learned that it’s best not to use violence when raising a golden key. But this little girl is not an ordinary golden key, so that common sense doesn’t apply to her.

“So what’s your reason for wanting to enter Cheonji? The only people worth entering Cheonji for are the Cheonji leader, the tiger, and Uga’s illegitimate child!”

Uga’s illegitimate child?

That sounds promising.

That aside, let’s say something.

“Obviously, the goal is employment.”

I loosely mentioned that the goal is employment.

Getting a job at Cheonji, a god-level company where you can slap a medical and law school student seventy-seven times and body-slam them into a screwdriver, was the goal of all job seekers with extraordinary abilities.

“Employment? That’s funny. You just want to accomplish the impossible. You just want to be part of society.”

Are you telling me to keep living as an unemployed bum?

To Jam-soon, who seemed surprisingly serious, I

I could only give a serious response.

“Yeah. I also want to belong somewhere. Nobody can live alone, and you can’t run away from society forever.”

“No. People can live alone…”

Jam-Soon muttered with tears in her eyes.

“…No, you’re right. It’s true.”

“Hey, why are you crying?”

“Damn it!!! I hate you!!!”

Jam-Soon suddenly got up, flipped me off, and ran away in a hurry, leaving only the empty bowl of pork rice on the table.

“I told her to leave it in the sink. That gold-digger.”

I shook my head.

* * *

A girl named Jam-Soon, called the three-ruler by someone, and the destroyer of lives by someone else, lay on the floor silently shedding tears.

“You want to make me this unworthy existence and leave? If you made me like this, you should be responsible until the end.”

At her silent sobbing, all the nearby spirits fell silent. She was one of the three-rulers who defeated the celestial ruler that invaded Seoul. In the realm of spirits, she was no different from a god who walked among them.

“I didn’t need warmth, love from a family, or the time waiting for someone…”

A being who didn’t desire warmth, love from others, or anything else. Thus, she had walked through the world purely without any denial. That was herself.

A child with the “principle of the soul” engraved in her soul. That’s why her parents sold her to a family union as a strategic weapon for a high price. That was herself.

When the celestial ruler who devoured North Korea tried to destroy Korea, she was put in as a suicide bomber. And eventually, she destroyed the celestial ruler and became feared as the three-ruler. That was herself.

She also wiped out the people who tried to seal her and turn her into a weapon by annihilating herself, and erased numerous grudges with violence.

That was herself.

While living like that, she had never once wished for someone. Without a single denial, she had lived cruelly, possessively, and released her resentment, living purely as an essence of a soul.

But now, she had started to desire something.

She had started to desire denial.

“…But I still don’t want to lose this warmth.”

One of the three-rulers, the immortal, murmured.

“I don’t want to lose the warmth I can trust, never…”

Kim So-jin, the immortal, murmured as she pulled herself closer. And she lay there, recalling the first time she met that man.

One year ago.

It was a day when the rain drizzled down.

* * *

That day was a drizzly day. It was a typical day of eliminating the assassins sent by the family alliance and exterminating the filthy creatures attracted to the lord’s corpse.

Today, countless people were born and died in Seoul as always. To Sojin, who knew where souls come from and where they go, it was a scene that didn’t evoke any emotions.

It was just like the rain falling now. People’s lives simply fell for no reason and flowed towards one place. And then they would fall again later.

That’s why Sojin had no feelings about the assassins she killed. And she wouldn’t have any feelings towards the man walking towards the lord’s corpse either.

“He’s not an assassin.”

He was an ordinary man who didn’t show any abilities. His soul was that of an ordinary human. He wasn’t a soul user. There was no special principle felt from his soul. He wasn’t a sorcerer either. His soul didn’t resonate with anything. He wasn’t a shaman either.

There was nothing worth mentioning except his face. Everything else was mediocre.

“Strange.”

So she tried harder. It was usual for ordinary people without abilities to be influenced by the lord’s corpse and immediately commit suicide using nearby objects. They would forcibly control their bodies to escape, not wanting their souls to be destroyed by the lord’s deception.

But the man seemed fine.

So he wasn’t an ordinary person.

Sojin felt intrigued and jumped down from 60m high in the sky. Of course, she was perfectly fine. There wasn’t even a hole in the ground where Sojin landed, and there was no commotion either. She simply landed gracefully.

Sojin naturally appeared in front of the man.

“Hey, you.”

“Hmm? Are you from here?”

And that’s how Jamsun and Yu Hajin met. Jamsun lost his words when he first saw Yu Hajin treat him like a child.

“By any chance, are you Louis? Do you know where Luaville is? It seems to be somewhere nearby, but it doesn’t show up on the Nervier map.”

Luaville. The place where the lord was assassinated and where the Triple Zone currently resides. It was also a powerful paranormal phenomenon that most psychic abilities couldn’t withstand for more than a few minutes.

“If you go there, you’ll die.”

“Oh, really? But if I don’t go there, this oppa will freeze to death outside all alone. Can you tell me?

Sojin’s expression became cold.

This man clearly seemed to have no abilities.

It was absolutely certain that he would die if he went to Luaville.

But no matter what, Sojin didn’t want to clear up the corpse of an innocent person who had no grudges and didn’t even live in her place.

“I might need to scare him a little.”

Sojin began to activate the principles engraved in her soul. The principles of the soul. A very powerful principle that could control and subjugate the soul itself.

“Leave, spirit.”

She shot the spirit of a grade 2 monster she had eliminated before towards the man. This should make him wet himself and panic as he ran away, but it was better than becoming a cripple.

“Balhalla? Ah, you know about the gods’ war Ragnarok.”

However, the man seemed fine.

And Kim Sojin was startled.

“Is it because it doesn’t work against second-class demons? Then there’s a possibility of becoming a cripple, but I can only use the power of a first-class demon. Still, it must be better than dying.”

Kim Sojin adjusted her posture again.

And she mumbled again.

“Release.”

But the man was unharmed. And what’s even funnier was the fact that the man was looking at her with pity.

“Well, I guess this is some kind of teenage angst? Nowadays, there are kids who can actually summon real black dragons, so it’s not that strange to be afflicted with teenage angst.”

And suddenly, the man started patting his own head.

“All of my defensive techniques have been broken?!”

The man, who stroked Sojin’s bewildered head, asked again.

“Jamsoon-ah, is that building Louisville?”

“It must be Louisville.”

The girl called Jamsoon raised her eyebrows with a bewildered expression.