My Strange Savior - Chapter 139

Chapter 139

She only slightly protruded her lips, but he took it as a signal for a kiss. 

Anyway, he wasn’t like that, so mischievous. Gia pinched her cute lover’s cheek to avoid hurting it.

“Do you know that you are subtly mischievous?”

“Me?”

“Then it must be me?”

“Gia, you…”

Kalion’s lips, who couldn’t tell a lie, spoke the truth, and Gia’s palm covered the gap.

“Just let it be you who’s mischievous.”

“Okay. I’ll be the only mischievous one.”

Gia couldn’t help but burst into laughter at Kalion’s response, who had lost his sense of self and followed her lead.

“Phew. Let’s dry your hair.”

Gia, who had returned to the washed room, rummaged through the drawer and found a hairdryer for general use.

She sat Kalion on the floor, turned on the hairdryer, and warm air quickly blew out of the machine. Gia sat between Kalion’s legs, her fingers entwined with his soft black hair.

“So that’s how you dry your hair in your world.”

“Yes.”

“It’s convenient.”

“You know what?”

Kalion, who had been letting Gia dry his hair quietly, turned his head. The wind made his hair flutter, disturbing Kalion’s view.

“Our hair has the same scent?”

Gia brought her nose to Kalion’s hair, where the fresh scent of shampoo wafted through the hairdryer’s nozzle.

Gia leaned forward, placing her weight on Kalion’s lap, and pressed her nose against his hair. In response, Gia’s hair swayed in front of Kalion’s eyes.

Kalion cautiously grasped Gia’s hair in his hand, just as she did, and brought it to his nose.

“It’s true.”

The handsome man, with his face untied after a shower, held Gia’s hair delicately and smiled.

Gia’s heart was struck directly by a tingling sensation. Gia took a deep breath.

‘Could you be a bit less intrusive?’

This guy was quite cunning. Gia stared at Kalion, wide-eyed. Was he really inexperienced in dating? Rational suspicion took root.

“Kalion, are you…”

“Yes?”

“Are you really inexperienced in dating?”

“Yes?”

Kalion blinked at the sudden inquiry about his dating experience.

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh, nothing. I just heard it somewhere.”

Where did she hear it? Gia picked it up from Spencer. Gia smoothly concealed the source of the rumor and continued her words hesitantly.

“So, it’s true that you haven’t been in a relationship before? Is that right?”

“Yes, that’s correct. Gia, you’re my first love. And you’ll be my last.”

Look at this, look at this. Non-stop flirting without taking a breath. Gia’s face turned red from the continuous bombardment.

“It doesn’t seem like it.”

Gia raised her upper lip and playfully tangled Kalion’s hair with her hands.

“What are you talking about?”

“You had a lot of people who liked you. The princess, what’s her name, also chased after you a lot.”

“That…”

At Gia’s mention of the princess, Kalion turned his body abruptly.

“That was the princess’s one-sided affection.”

“Oh, so you didn’t feel anything?”

Gia pouted her lips as she imagined the beauty of the princess she had never met, if Yuria was so pretty, how could the princess be any less so?

“Not at all.”

Kalion’s expression, expressing innocence all over his body, was endlessly serious.

“Hmm. How can I believe that?”

“Why can’t you believe it? If you doubt it, then…”

Kalion lowered his eyes, biting his lips. He seemed to have become a pathetic man digging into his girlfriend’s past, but unable to resist the overwhelming curiosity, Kalion bit and released his lips.

“Was I really the only one?”

“Of course.”

“Alright. Gia, I believe your words. So, we are each other’s first and last.”

Kalion’s voice, emphasizing the last, resonated powerfully.

“Uh, uh… yeah.”

“Fortunately.”

“What?”

“I’m glad that my first and last is you.”

Kalion’s affectionate tone made Gia’s heart skip a beat.

“Uh, let’s dry your hair.”

Blushing, Gia focused on drying Kalion’s hair. Gia gently brushed Kalion’s hair at the back of his head as he turned to face her again.

‘Why is he… shaking my heart so suddenly?’

It was hard to believe that this man was truly hers. Where did he come from, so upright, honest, and giving everything just for her?

After drying his hair, Gia stood up.

“Let’s eat.”

At Gia’s words, Kalion stood close to her.

“Let’s go together.”

Gia stared at Kalion, who stood so close as if he wouldn’t leave her for a moment. Without saying anything, Gia bumped fists with Kalion.

“Yeah.”

* * *

After going to the place that was once used as a dining room and packing up the dishes, Gia and Kalion continued their meal. They exchanged stories that weren’t particularly special, but Gia enjoyed this moment.

She won’t be able to forget this forever. Gia felt like she wouldn’t be able to forget everything that happened with Kalion until the day she died, or even beyond. There wasn’t anything ordinary about any of it.

The two of them settled into the bed that was placed on either side of the small room.

Gia, leaving only one small light on, nestled under the blanket with a soft sigh.

“Goodnight.”

“Yes. Goodnight.”

Normally, Kalion, who would lecture about how it’s absurd for a man and a woman to sleep in the same room, voluntarily chose to share a room with Gia today. As if he wouldn’t let her out of his sight even for a moment.

The expression on Kalion’s face when he held her arm tightly as if the world would collapse if she disappeared for even a moment, came to mind.

Did he think she couldn’t handle the shock and vanished without a word?

It wasn’t unreasonable for Kalion to think that way. Gia also wanted to do that. However, there were things to finish, so she had deliberately kept the endless worries at bay.

It was a struggle not to think about having an explosive factor within her, and the fact that the end of her life was imminent.

The only fortunate thing was that Dr. David didn’t include in the video the fact that she needed medication once a month to prolong her life. It was the fact that she wanted to hide the most from Kalion.

“Hah…”

Even though her lips were sealed, a sigh escaped.

The situation she was in was too frustrating, and her breaths were like sighs. It was twisted and solid. She didn’t have a clue where to start untangling it.

If there is a god, things shouldn’t be like this. The path ahead seemed dark and gloomy in the face of despair.

Unavoidable worries crossed Gia’s mind.

‘Morrison.’

If she disappeared, Morrison would probably be the only zombie left in this world. Gia’s lips pressed tightly together.

As an experiment forced by people, Gia’s entire body was bound, and she was placed on an experimental table.

When the virus was administered, extreme pain surged, and blood vessels burst in Gia’s eyes. Gia’s desperate plea for mercy fell on the indifferent ones, who showed no emotion.

A dialysis device was attached to Gia’s body as it lay on the cold operating table. The machine relentlessly replaced her blood.

The sensation of bugs crawling all over her body and the horrifying pain were vividly felt, just like yesterday. Even though it wasn’t real, even though it was already over, the pain imprinted on her body continued like a phantom ache. 

Cold sweat ran down Gia’s forehead as she experienced the pain as if it were happening right now.

Afraid that Kalion might hear her labored breathing while he slept, Gia exhaled slowly. The mere recollection of that time stiffened her body. When she spread her palm under the blanket, it was suddenly drenched in sweat.

After confirming that Gia had become an enhanced human and was alive and well, Morrison conducted several more experiments. The subjects were mostly people abandoned by the shelter due to false accusations, much like Gia. 

With no family to speak of, none stood in the way of them being placed on the experimental table.

The world devoid of humanity was as cruel as it was indifferent.

Once Morrison confirmed the safety, he administered the enhanced human drug to his own body. However, when his illness did not improve, Morrison even went so far as to administer the living zombie virus. Thus, Morrison’s rampage was expected to occur not long after Gia’s.

If she were to disappear, Morrison would become nothing more than a killing machine, having lost his reason. Even if she had to die, she had to eliminate him first. She didn’t want to see the world Kalion cared about crumbling any further.

Kalion would undoubtedly take the lead in trying to save people. The thought that Kalion would be the first to die by Morrison’s hands sent a chill down Gia’s spine.

The sensation was worse than phantom pain, as if imaginary agony was tearing her heart apart in split seconds. The Enhanced Human Project endured, but enduring this imagined pain was tougher than she had thought.

‘I won’t let it happen that way.’

Strength surged into Gia’s eyes. She absolutely couldn’t bear witnessing such a scene. Just imagining it made her feel like her head was draining of blood. Gia’s hands clenched the blanket, unaware that the grip was tearing it apart.

Rustle.

The blanket, unable to withstand the strength of her grip, was unknowingly torn. The future she envisioned was too frightening. The sweat, more than a cold chill, ran down her skin like tears. 

What if it really happened? What if Kalion fell victim to Morrison rather than her becoming a berserk? That thought terrified Gia the most.

“Gia.”

In response to the increasingly rapid breaths that could no longer be concealed, Kalion shot up. There was no answer from Gia to his calling, only the continuing sound of breaths that seemed about to be cut off.

“Gia!”

Kalion’s call echoed once again. But Gia remained trapped in the deep realms of her imagination, replaying endlessly negative scenes.

As she imagined Kalion’s throat in Morrison’s grip, a shiver ran through Gia’s body. It was worse. Gia’s hands clung to the blanket as if it would never let go.

Squeak.

Unable to overcome the strength of her grip, the blanket was being torn apart. 

The imagined scene was too grim. 

As Gia revisited the deep fantasy, the sweat flowing down her temples felt like tears.