[Ongoing] [Seventeen S.Coups's Bing's Story] I Want to Hear You Love Me Episode 1

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"Would you believe me if I said 00?"

[Ep.1]

A village where everything was destroyed. The village looked like it had been swept away by a typhoon. The only reason the village ended up like this was because of the mad king.

When the previous king died and his son, the prince, ascended to the throne, he wiped out the entire Felicida village, which was closest to the palace, as if he had been waiting for this moment. He plundered all the wheat and corn, as if he was just trying to destroy Felicida village. He was a king who had gone completely mad.

And now, a terrible epidemic was breaking out in this town that had killed 80 percent of the town's population, and when the palace realized this, they sealed off the town even further.

It was certainly the town of Felicida that was filled with laughter until a few years ago. Anyone who raised a voice of criticism toward the king would only get their throats cut off, and the king looked down on the people as if they were dirty and annoying, like dust.

And among the 80 percent of the villagers who died, my family members were included. My father, who first contracted the disease, passed away early, and my mother is now suffering from the disease, struggling to breathe, and is lying on the cold floor helplessly. However, I kept by my mother's side, hoping that she would get better, and I held on until this evening.

"Mom, I brought you some water."

"Even though it's muddy water, drink this."

"Hey, Mom's okay, so drink some."

"What are you talking about? Don't you know that your mom is more in a hurry than me?"

"Even now, everyone is dying.."

"If you don't plan on leaving me alone, drink this."

Yeoju forced water onto her mother, and her mother drank the muddy water that Yeoju offered her with a bitter smile. As she drank the water, her mother looked very gaunt, and her ribs were clearly visible as she had no flesh to show. Yeoju was heartbroken and scarred when she saw her mother like that, but she was the only one who could move right now, so she stayed by her mother’s side.

After confirming that her mother had finished drinking the water, Yeoju blew out the candle that had become smaller and smaller by her mother’s bedside and lay down next to her mother. After confirming that Yeoju was lying down, her mother opened her mouth.

"Hey lady, shall I tell you an old story?"

"Yeah, it's been a while since I've heard it"

Since Yeoju was little, her mother liked to tell her old stories from the village. However, she stopped telling her stories after the mad king swept away the village.

"There's a tree on the hill where we used to go and play often, right?

"Oh, there?"

There used to be a tree on a hill where my mom and dad would often go and play. But when an epidemic broke out and the village was devastated, we stopped going there after that, and I think the tree is probably burned down or almost dead now.

"Yeah, there's a saying that used to circulate for a while."

"There was a legend that a monster lived in the tree on that hill."

"What monster?"

"Lies~ We went there a lot back then but we never saw each other."

"Is that so?"

"But you never know, maybe the monster went on a trip."

"Travel? Hahahaha"

"Hey, it's just a rumor~"

"Let's go to sleep"

The girl fell asleep right away while holding her mother.

"I'm sorry, lady."

"I don't think Mom can be by your side anymore... So please..."

I thought he said something more, but his voice was so hoarse I couldn't understand it. I closed my eyes and fell into a very long sleep.

The next day, Yeo-ju woke up later than usual because she had lost all sense of time. As soon as she woke up, her stomach started growling and seemed to want food, so Yeo-ju rubbed her eyes and got up from her seat.

"Ugh... I'm hungry"

"Mom, I'll go outside and look for something to eat."

"..."

"mom?"

When her mother, who usually greeted her whenever she went out, didn't respond, her heartbeat quickened. Her head started pounding and she hurriedly ran to her mother.

"Mom!! Speak.. No, at least open your eyes!!.."

Yeoju kept shaking her mother to wake her up, but there was no reply, and at that moment, the arm of her mother that Yeoju was holding on to fell off with a "thud". And the circuits in Yeoju's head could not help but stop. Until yesterday, they had been talking together and staying by each other's side, but now that she didn't have that kind of mother, Yeoju's wounded heart was even more torn apart.

And as if to prove it, a teardrop flowed from the female protagonist’s eye, and then tears flowed down like rain. However, not a single person came to visit her after hearing her crying. It was just that to them, it had become natural to hear crying in someone’s house, and because their situation was the same as theirs, they could not offer words of comfort to them. Because the crying from someone else’s house could be heard in their house tomorrow. After crying for a long time, the female protagonist realized that it was already night outside. After stopping crying, the female protagonist wanted to cry, but her tears were dry and she could not cry. There was only the female protagonist’s unfocused eyes.

"That crazy king took it all away.."

The heroine walked straight outside. And as she looked at the darkening night sky, she realized how many hours she had been crying.

Yeoju walked aimlessly, looking at the stars shining in the night sky. No matter where her destination was, she walked aimlessly, and on the road, houses similar to Yeoju’s house that looked like they would collapse at any moment were scattered. There were also houses where crying could be heard. However, Yeoju, who had lost everything, could not see or hear anything. She just walked and walked.

After walking and walking like that, the place we arrived at was the village entrance. Outside the village entrance, there were soldiers from the royal family guarding. However, they didn’t even glance at Yeoju. As if they were used to it, as if the people of this village were just like that, Yeoju climbed up the tree on the hill that her mother had mentioned yesterday. In the end, since this was the last place she had visited, she thought of her mother and father even more. As soon as she arrived at the tree, Yeoju collapsed and, perhaps because she had walked for a long time, she felt tired and thought she would collapse at any moment.

I sat there for a few minutes, feeling powerless. Then I heard a sound like someone was coming towards me, stepping on the grass, and Yeoju looked in that direction.

This hill was a place that most people didn't visit, and only people who had lived in the village for a long time would know about. It couldn't be someone from the royal family, but someone who lived in the village like him. And the sound of footsteps was getting closer, and he could tell who it was.

But contrary to expectations, the person walking towards me was none other than a man with a clean appearance and a face that looked like cherry blossoms in full bloom. And then I asked if the man had also felt the presence of someone under the tree.

"Who's there?"

The man slowly walked towards her and flinched when he saw her.

"human being?"

The female protagonist bowed her head and greeted him, and the man who received her greeting looked at her in even greater bewilderment. The female protagonist thought that the man was strange. He had a face that she had never seen before in this village, and he had a neat expression. She thought he was from the royal family, but judging from the clothes he was wearing, he didn’t seem to be from the royal family. The female protagonist watched the man bewildered for a while, and eventually spoke to him first.

"Who are you?"

"Do you come here often?"

"Uh.. not often, but you could say that..."

"Oh, I see.."

The female protagonist felt strange because it had been a long time since she had spoken to anyone other than her mother. However, this person did not come here often, but when she heard that he was coming, she thought she would have to reconsider her plan to collapse and die here. The man seemed to have calmed down a little, and stared at the female protagonist intently before speaking to her.

"Why are you here?"

"This is a place that is difficult for humans to come to."

"I came because I have memories"

The female protagonist chimed in with the man's words, but then she became curious about the man's strange speaking habits and asked him a question.

"But you keep saying 'human, human'"

"Why do you say that?"

The man who heard the female protagonist's question seemed to be thinking deeply and then answered.

"Umm... I'll tell you that if you answer my one question."

"What is your question?"

"Why is your face so deadly?

"..."

"I lost everything"

The man, hearing the female protagonist's answer, had his pupils dilated and spoke in a flustered tone just like before.

"Oh... You must be very tired..."

He offered simple words of comfort. They were feeble, formal words of comfort, but it had been a long time since I had heard comfort, so those words brought tears to my eyes again.

"I answered your question, so now answer my question."

"Oh, but even if I answer this question, there will be a lot of people who won't believe me."

"yes?"

The man said something incomprehensible, then came over and sat next to the female protagonist and spoke with a smiling face.

"Would you believe me if I told you I was a monster?"

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