I’m not a Regressor 223

I’m not a Regressor chapter 223

Episode 223

What is erased, what does not disappear (1)

“… Yes?”

Oh-jin looked at Isabella with a blank expression.

Isabella, wearing a maid outfit, with an alluring smile, slowly lowered her hand that was stroking Oh Jin’s cheek and touched the nape of her neck.

“I said that I was very scared when I broke up with Oh Jin, didn’t I?”

“I did… Ji.”

“I don’t want to feel that terrifying feeling again, Oh Jin.”

Instead, I’m a little scared now, Mr. Isabella.

“I don’t know if Oh-jin will go somewhere else if I leave it alone.”

“… So you tied it up?”

“Yes!”

good job Isabella with a bashful smile with a face like that.

A cold sweat ran down Oh Jin’s back.

‘What is this girl?’

Why did this happen all of a sudden?

Although he had shown some signs of anxiety before, it seems that the emotions he had suppressed had exploded with this incident.

“Would you like to eat first?”

“No, let’s get this out of the way first.”

“Today, I made abalone porridge as a nutritional food~♬”

strange.

Conversation doesn’t work

“Come on, ahhh, Mr. Ohjin.”

Isabella brought a bowl of porridge and put a spoon on Ojin’s lips.

She opened her mouth slightly and held the steaming porridge.

The fragrant aroma of sesame oil and the soft texture of abalone spreads in your mouth.

Isabella smiled seductively as she watched Oh Jin quietly eats porridge.

“Oh, it’s been a while.”

Because of the uncomfortable posture, a little abalone porridge flowed to the side of the lips.

“I will clean it.”

When Oh-Jin tried to reach for the tissue.

“Stay still.”

Oh-jin’s arms stop standing tall.

Isabella, who made Oh-jin’s movements stop using the ‘command’, pulled out a tissue and wiped the abalone porridge on Oh-jin’s chin.

“Right, right. Can you hear me?”

She licked her lips while looking at the hardened Oh-Jin with her hand reaching for the tissue.

He stroked Oh Jin’s cheek with a gentle hand and set the bowl of abalone porridge aside.

“Hey, Isabella.”

“Do you know how much I regretted that day?”

Isabella leaned slowly towards Oh-jin, who was lying on the bed, and gently embraced him.

Something with a sense of voluptuous weight gently pressed Oh Jin’s chest.

“Every day, every hour, every minute, every second without rest, I regretted it.”

Isabella rested her head on Ojin’s shoulder and touched the stigma engraved on his left chest with a soft hand.

“… What regrets?”

“If I had made Mr. Oh Jin into a slave who could not disobey my orders… I regret that such a thing might not have happened.”

“… … .”

sister.

Where are you sister?

Please come here soon!

“Do you think so too, Oh Jin-san?”

Isabella, who was stroking her stigma, smiled alluringly and pressed her body closer to Oh-jin.

Isabella climbed on top of Ojin like a blanket.

The quilt in the VIP hospital bed was also made of the highest quality materials and boasted a soft feel, but compared to the texture that is now covering the body, it was nothing more than a dry nonwoven fabric.

“Answer me?”

She gently bit her earlobe and gave orders as if in a whisper, rather than a maid, she felt more like a queen who ruled over everyone while sitting proudly on a throne with her legs crossed.

‘The Leech Queen.’

I thought it was just a title that the executive officers of the Black Star Association usually gave when they called each other.

The figure she is showing now is nothing less than a ‘Queen’ as the title suggests.

“me… Please make me a slave to Isabella-sama.”

According to the command echoing in his head, his mouth moved regardless of his will.

Isabella, who forced Oh-jin to say what she wanted, burst out laughing as if she was happy.

“Do you think so too?”

The figure of her who spoke politely while giving honorifics was nowhere to be found.

Isabella looked at Oh Jin with deep, blood-stained eyes.

He slowly tilted his head and licked the nape of Oh Jin’s neck with his tongue.

Oh-jin trembled at the tickling pleasure that spreads down the nape of her neck.

“Don’t be nervous… Be at ease.”

Isabella stroked Oh Jin’s cheek with a soft hand and shoved a fang into the nape of his neck.

An exhilarating pleasure that spreads down the spine.

I could feel Isabella’s magical energy seeping into her body, along with the sensation of blood rushing through her body.

‘You crazy.’

Is it possible that I will become a slave to Isabella forever and ever and become a blood vending machine?

At the time when Oh-jin was bewildered by the unexpected development.

“Uh-huh, that’s a joke.”

Isabella pulled away from Ojin with a playful smile.

She opened the lid of the potion and carefully applied it to the wounded nape of Oh-jin’s neck.

“Are you very surprised, Oh Jin-san?”

“… How could you not be surprised in that situation?”

“Oh, I can’t make Mr. Oh Jin a real slave, right?”

Isabella smiled softly as she touched the wound that had healed in an instant.

“At least for now.”

“… You mean you can make it later?”

“I do not know? Wouldn’t that be decided by seeing what Oh Jin does?”

In other words.

Is this a warning that if you move one more time, you will be turned into a real slave?

‘One warning is bloody.’

Isabella’s eyes that were shining bright red came to mind.

As she said, it will not end with a simple warning next time.

“okay. I won’t do that from now on.”

Well, if the same thing happens again next time, I will probably make the same choice as then.

But for now, reassuring her was the priority.

“… Promise?”

Isabella poked Oh Jin on the cheek and let out a cute nostril.

Oh Jin nodded and pointed to the red chains tied around his wrists and ankles.

“I promise, so let me get this out of the way first.”

“Wait.”

Isabella reached out to release the chains.

But for a while.

Putting her hand on the red chain, she suddenly stopped moving.

“Isabella?”

“… … .”

Isabella is in trouble with her hands on the chains.

Isabella, who had paused for a while and was pensive, swallowed dry saliva and turned her head to Oh-jin.

“By the way, Oh Jin-san, did you kiss me back then?”

“uh?”

Isabella continued speaking with a fresh expression on her face.

“It was my first kiss.”

“… that.”

Oh Jin had an embarrassed expression on his face as if he had nothing to say.

For whatever reason, it was true that I stole her lips without her consent.

“Do you know how important fidelity is to a member of the Colgrande family?”

“No, it’s not some kind of Joseon Dynasty yangban house.”

And you’re not even an elementary school student, didn’t you go too far to talk about fidelity with a kiss?

“Hmmm! anyway! You stole my lips, so you have to take responsibility.”

Isabella’s cheeks reddened softly, knowing how absurd she was even while she was speaking.

Looking at her with a cute grunt, Oh Jin shed a smirk.

“What responsibility?”

“That, so… .”

Isabella blurs her words and avoids her gaze here and there as if anxious.

The way she wiggled her fingertips couldn’t have been thought of as the queen who had just tried to enslave Oh Jin with an alluring smile.

“… one more time.”

“Yes?”

“Ha, one more time, please.”

Isabella murmured in a low voice as if crawling.

A smile burst out of Oh Jin’s mouth at the sight of her unbelievably adorable.

“Oh! Ooh, don’t laugh!”

Isabella blushed like an apple and slapped Oh Jin in the chest.

“Oh, even if Oh Jin doesn’t like it, I will force it!”

She snorted with excitement and approached Ojin tied to the bed.

“Sigh.”

wet breath.

Isabella closed her eyes tightly and slowly leaned her face toward Oh-jin’s lips.

Just before the two of them touched their lips.

Wow!

The door to the hospital room swung open and Ha-eun appeared.

“D, I finally found it!”

Ha-eun’s breath was harsh, as if she had searched the entire hospital.

“What are you doing to Ojini, bitch?!”

“Shit.”

Isabella clicked her tongue as she looked at Ha-eun who came in through the door.

“Shit? Chit?”

“Oh, calm down, sister. There’s no way I could do such a disgraceful thing, right?”

Isabella shrugged her shoulders with a clever expression.

Ha-eun, who came boldly, looked at the blood-red chains tying Oh-jin’s limbs and touched her forehead as if her head hurt.

“ha. It’s a good thing, very.”

Ha-eun approached Oh-jin and lightly clasped her head.

“This is all because of your karma.”

“Great.”

Oh-jin avoided Ha-eun’s gaze as if she had nothing to say.

“Remove this quickly.”

“Yes, sister.”

Isabella untied the bloody chains that bound Oh Jin’s limbs as if it was a pity that he couldn’t be there.

As the chains binding him were loosened, Oh Jin stretched out and loosened his stiff body.

“How is your body?”

“Even if you fall into the magic realm right now, you can come back to life.”

“Girl.”

Haeun grinned and flicked her finger on Oji’s forehead.

“Is it because you want to see your heart burn again?”

Ha-eun got up on the bed on the other side of Isabella and hugged Oh-jin’s body.

As strong as never to let go again.

“I thought I would never see you again, you bastard.”

“… sorry.”

She buried her face in her shoulder and gently stroked Ha-eun’s shoulder with her hand.

Ha-eun, who was sobbing, pulled the hospital uniform Oh-jin was wearing.

“Paeng!”

“no.”

What are you doing to your hospital uniform, sister?

“Well, you mean your body is fine anyway?”

“Yes.”

“then… .”

Haeun raised the corners of her lips and looked towards Isabella.

“My brother, can you spare me a moment?”

“👀”

Isabella’s body trembled.

They look like they are predicting what the two of them will do in the future.

“Oh, I don’t like it.”

“You don’t like it?”

Ha-eun, who had an expression of equal momentum, hugged Oh-jin and continued.

“Do you know who Ojini is?”

“… … .”

“Are you going to interfere with your romantic time with your lover?”

“Ugh.”

Isabella bit her lip and trembled in anger.

Know.

Oh-jin is Ha-eun’s lover.

That he is still not long enough to intervene between the two of them.

“… See you, sister.”

“It’s a line that a third-rate villain would do while running away.”

“Shit, it’s noisy!”

Isabella screamed and hurriedly went outside.

Wow!

The door to the hospital room closed harshly.

“Isabella, she is so cute the more she looks at her.”

Ha-eun chuckled as she recalled Isabella, who was bubbly, as if resentful.

He continued, stabbing Oh Jin’s side with his elbow.

“But first, we must not forget this noona, can’t we?”

“… … .”

“Are you coming? What’s wrong?”

Oh-jin looked at Ha-eun with blank eyes.

As if wandering through a terrible nightmare.

muttered in a trembling voice.

“… Couple?”

Since when.

Did you and Ha-eun become lovers?

I’m not a Regressor chapter 223

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