The Seventeenth Love (4)

Before I could say anything, the door of the house opened.
“Sion, what are you doing not coming in?”
“…Mom.”
“Siyoon has been waiting for you with his neck stretched out.”
A tall, handsome man came out from behind his mother.
A bright face that made it hard to believe he possessed the dark attribute ability.
It was Han Siyoon.
He was about to throw a punch, but Lee Seonbaek held Han Sion’s hand.
“Hello, ma’am.”
“Oh my. How pretty. Who are you?”
“I’m his girlfriend.”
At that moment, a crack appeared in Han Sion’s anger.
He almost fainted…

The gentle spring breeze brushed against my hair, and the fresh air, incomparable to the modern era, stung my nose.
“Two shillings for an apple!”
“Buy flowers! The flowers are in good condition!”
“The parade will start soon, so please move to the side!”
A murmuring noise.
In the midst of it, Yeon Taeseon opened his eyes.
“…What is this?”
Colorful hair.
Distinct features that were clearly different from modern Koreans.
And the surrounding buildings, which strangely reminded me of the medieval style of fantasy.
‘Where am I?’
He searched his memory.
He remembered being swallowed by a pink gate…
At that moment, a pink system window popped up before his eyes.

[No.?? Love Love♥ Break through the difficulties with your future family!]
You and some people are trapped in this white cube-shaped maze. Cooperate with each other to break through this difficulty!
Success: Escape, ???
Failure: Unable to escape

[Warning! Your partner has not yet arrived.]
[Have a pleasant tour!]
‘A pink system window?’
Yeon Taeseon knew what this was.
It was something lower than the Administrator’s system, used by low-quality or strange Constellations.
And this system window.
‘This dungeon was artificially created by Constellations…’
It only appears when Constellations, not the Administrator, forcibly open a gate with their clumsy hands.
“Oppa! Buy some flowers.”
Just then, a bold, brown-haired girl held out a pink flower to him.
When Yeon Taeseon remained still, the girl glared at him.
“Flowers!”
“…How much?”
“10 runes!”
After a quick glance around, he deduced that runes were a lower currency unit than shillings.
Unfortunately, Yeon Taeseon had no money.
So he took out a flashy, D-rank ring from his inventory.
The girl said.
“I don’t take physical goods.”
“You’ve learned the ways of the world well, little one. But it’s a gain to take this, given its value.”
Yeon Taeseon handed the flashy, impractical ring to the girl and took the flower.
“But one flower is not enough to break even.”
“What’s break even?”
“It means I need change, and do you have the ability to pay it.”
The girl said, “Then shall I give it back?” and innocently held out the ring.
It sparkled brilliantly under the sunlight, attracting the attention of many pickpockets and thugs.
As is often the case in fantasy worlds, it would be taken from her while she was alive or dead.
So he decided to stay with the child a little longer.
To learn more about this gate, or more precisely, this background.
“It’s fine if you don’t give it back, just give me a tour of the town. I’m a foreigner.”
Sometimes, there are gates with a story like this.
Yeon Taeseon had cleared such gates many times, both before and after his regression.
So he was good at improvising like this.
The bold girl threw down her flower basket and said.
“I don’t have to sell flowers today! Good!”
“What’s with your tone?”
“I’m imitating you, oppa! By the way, my name is Mia.”
The girl, Mia, said as she carefully put the ring in her bosom.
“If you’re a foreigner, how much do you know?”
“I’ve lost my memory.”
“Oh dear.”
Mia continued her explanation without any suspicion.
The disadvantage of a crudely made gate by a Constellation is that the characters’ thinking is lacking.
So you won’t get caught even if you just make up a story about amnesia.
“First, this is the White Magic Tower City! White!”
“A Magic Tower, of the magicians?”
“Yes! And it’s the city of the greeeeeatest White Magician!”
Mia proudly pointed at a certain tower.
As she said, it was a striking, snow-white tower, and people were busily passing by below it.
“And today is the day of the Magic Tower’s festival!”
“A simple festival wouldn’t be this bustling.”
“It’s because there’s a parade.”
Yeon Taeseon tilted his head.
“A parade?”
“Ah, you haven’t heard of that before? It’s a word the White Magic Tower Head made, it means a grand procession.”
Hmph, Mia crossed her arms and grumbled a little.
“But I don’t understand. Why the White Magic Tower Head? I know the Magic Tower Head is great, but she has black hair.”
“Now, now! The parade is starting! Please step back quickly and make way!”
A man’s voice was heard.
Mia took Yeon Taeseon’s hand and quickly ran to the edge of the street.
“If you just stand there, you’ll be run over and killed by a horseless carriage!”
“A horseless carriage?”
“Auto… what was it. I don’t know much about it because the Magic Tower Head made it. I hear it’s very expensive.”
Yeon Taeseon nodded.
It seemed that this world revolved around that ‘White Magic Tower Head’.
Then the goal of the gate, which was still unknown, must also be related to that White Magic Tower Head.
‘Like a boss monster.’
Waaaaaaaaa!
The crowd gathered nearby shouted.
Pop! Pop!
Colorful fireworks, particles, and flower petals decorated the street.
From a distance, a carriage covered in cloth came out of the Magic Tower and slowly began to stroll down the street.
Although its true identity was a bit shocking.
‘…An open car?’
Of course, since it was covered in cloth, the faces of the people in the carriage were not visible.
It’s a wonder why they rode in an open car if that was the case.
“White Magician-nim!”
“Magic Tower Head-nim! Please wave just once!”
“Waaaaaaa!”
The cheers of the people were heard.
The sound was so loud it felt like his eardrums would burst, so Mia covered her ears.
“Ugh, I know she comes out to make a living, but I really hate this. It’s so noisy. Don’t you think so, oppa?”
“…”
“Oppa?”
But Yeon Taeseon couldn’t answer that question.
The moment he deployed his Starlight Eye to identify the being presumed to be the boss monster.
Because a light of mana, more familiar than anything else, had captivated his eyes.
A snow-white mana.
Softer than anything else.
Yeon Taeseon had seen this before.
“Lee Seonbaek…?”
The carriage passed by.
The features that were faintly visible under the cloth in his Starlight Eye were slightly different from Lee Seonbaek’s, but that didn’t matter.

Before the regression, when his previous Constellation was still alive.

“How do you become a Constellation?”
He had asked the Returning Hourglass how to do it.
What did he answer then?

“You have to accumulate achievements beyond a human’s. For example, by turning a world upside down in various ways.”
“In various ways?”
“But are you going to shed that shell? It’s a waste.”
The words of the Returning Hourglass echoed in his head.

“When you become a Constellation, you transform into the appearance closest to your soul. But it’s a bit of a waste to shed that shell of yours now.”
“My appearance changes?”
“Yeah. The only thing that doesn’t change is your soul. The one that can be seen with the Starlight Eye or the Sun’s Eye.”
He didn’t want to have it proven in this way.
“White Magician-nim!”
The Silent Calamity.
Lee Seonbaek was there.
This was the world where the Constellation was once human.

Fortunately, the goal of this stage was also visible to me.

[Hint: Do what you want to do!]
Han Sion will do what he wants to do.
As a Constellation, I had to know about the desires of my contractor.
I hadn’t looked into it because it was a violation of personal information, but now I had to.
Because this gate, or more precisely, this stage, revolves around Sion.
‘I’m a Constellation, so I’m excluded.’
I don’t know why the first stage with the old woman was so simple that it ended with just a bazooka, but anyway, the current stage was centered on Han Sion.
So it ends when he does what he wants to do.
What I read was as follows.
Sion’s raw, inner thoughts, which even he himself wouldn’t be aware of.
‘I don’t want to hurt my still-living mother.’
‘I want to beat up Han Siyoon.’
A normal filial piety and a normal desire for revenge.
And, the one that had momentarily flashed through him when he saw me…
‘I want to kiss her.’
Just those three desires.
…Of course, the last desire is a bit embarrassing!
The purity that I had maintained with such difficulty!
It’s a bit embarrassing, but it can’t be helped.
This was business.
I feel sorry for Sion, but.