Son of a Conglomerate at the Highest Level

＜ 2nd round of life ＞

I instinctively realized that this was an opportunity that would never come again.

‘Am I going to be the luckiest person in history?’

A slight excitement crept in.

“That luck is like getting first place in the lottery if you just buy, a perfect score in the test if you just take a picture, and getting hit by a thunderbolt while walking on the road. Is that something like that?”

[hahahahaha, if you live, you might get a windfall like that. But can’t we just live hoping for that kind of thing every time? The life of human beings is not like that.]

So you’re asking.

[When you were punished. Did you get interrupted every time you did it? But this time it will be the other way around.]

oh!

[Good relationships come together, opportunities big and small arise from there, and if you follow your luck at the right time, you will have a good taste in life. That is great luck.]

King Yeomra smiled.

[So, please be careful with your relationship. The luck of the human world originally comes from the relationship.]

“I will keep that in mind.”

I bent over.

It was a word carved into the bone.

I really didn’t have a bad stomach.

[How would you like to live your next life?]

I want to enjoy what I couldn’t enjoy in my past life.

The life of Yangji, who proudly stakes her name in front of others.

A healthy body that is not blatantly despised and hated for its visible scars.

A happy family where parents receive plenty of love from a young age and live happily with their wife and children when they grow up.

It’s better if you have a golden spoon from when you were born.

[What blessing do you want?]

King Yeomra said confidently.

[Wealth, fame, outstanding talent, good looks, beautiful women, precious children, health and longevity. Pick one.]

“thank you.”

He expressed his gratitude with his whole body.

I decided not to mention the punishment I received unfairly and the hardships I had to go through.

‘It is selfish to argue about right and wrong on the subject of the underdog. Claims are made only when you have the ability to handle the other person, not when there is a cause. I’m in a position where I have to ask for mercy.’

King Yeomra is the absolute power that unilaterally determines my fate.

“Please choose the one that King Yeomra likes. I will trust you and follow you.”

[Well, when it comes to blessings in the afterlife, everyone rushes with their eyes turned upside down. Can I really choose?]

“of course. I want to choose carefully.”

[hahahahaha, wise. good night. very good!]

King Yeomra banged on the table and declared coolly.

[I promised to take responsibility in my name. The blessings I mentioned earlier, don’t forget to take care of everything! Of course, all at the highest level.]

It was literally a windfall.

If I had picked it myself, I would have had to give up some, but I got all the five blessings.

“thank you.”

[Hmm, but why is his expression like that? What bothers you?]

I hesitated for a moment, then opened my mouth.

“It’s a presumptuous remark, but it’s because I have lingering lingering feelings in my past life.”

[It’s regretful. Is it the adoptive son’s side or the parent’s side?]

“It is both.”

They say there are three bonds that even heaven can’t cut off.

People called it heavenly rule.

Relationships with parents, couples, and children.

I didn’t have a couple’s relationship among them, so I have no choice but to put my regrets on the remaining two.

“Can I see my deceased parents? It’s because there’s no other way to meet other than the underworld.”

My mother passed away when I was seven years old, and I only know that my father used the surname Cha, and I have never met him in my entire life.

That’s how my parents became my longing and han for the rest of my life.

[Mmm.]

But for some reason, King Yeomra had a troubled expression on his face.

“Please.”

dump.

I got down on my knees

“Please have mercy on the poor soul. I ask for mercy.”

If this wasn’t enough, he was also willing to fight for his five bodies.

I didn’t want to lose the opportunity to meet a precious person by showing my pride unnecessarily.

Because that’s what an ugly boy would do.

If only I could meet my parents again, I’m a person who would do anything for my son’s happiness.

“If there is a price to pay, I will pay. Is that not enough?”

Right.

King Yeomra bumped his fingers.

Then the time of the dead stopped.

*

King Yeomra said to the grim reaper who had brought Cha Jeong-hyeok.

[Chasa.]

[Yes, Great King.]

[I think he looks like a top-notch jewel that will be hard to come back to royalties.]

The grim reaper raised his head.

‘How can the great king praise a mere human soul like this!’

It had been 30,000 years since he had been a chasa.

The grim reaper looked at Cha Jeong-hyeok again with round eyes.

[Great King, are you serious?]

[Of course.]

King Yeomra said.

[You must know about the punishment given to traitors.]

[Yes, even in the afterlife, one of the most terrible punishments will be paid in the human world.]

[All sorts of obstacles and sickness, betrayal and fraud, and blame and humiliation poured out for no reason. There is even poverty and persecution.]

Literally, you have to go through mountain hell.

[The words of those who have been punished are usually similar. Not only does he harass himself and the people around him, but he also commits all sorts of sins as an excuse to sell himself. In a word, irresistible.]

[That’s right.]

[But that guy is different. It is said that it is harder for a rich man to go to heaven than for a camel to go through the eye of a needle. That guy overcame even the divine punishment and bought himself a ticket to heaven.]

Life is inherently self-inflicted.

[The only wealth permitted was black money, and it would have been a life of only bad luck for each entangled relationship. That guy’s talent is really good.]

King Yeomra rested his chin on his hands.

His gaze at Cha Jung-hyeok was hot.

[It’s too wasteful to erase all the memories like this. Doesn’t the road become a rough stone?]

[Great King, the memories of reincarnated humans must be erased. That is the law of the underworld!]

The grim reaper cried out in fright.

[No! Are you going to commit a mortal sin out of little curiosity!]

[A mortal sin? That’s probably referring to what you’ve done by incorrectly classifying the hero of national savior as a traitor.]

[Keep…]

[Shouldn’t we take responsibility and fix it properly?]

The grim reaper closed his mouth and bowed his head.

[Finally, there is a good way to rectify this matter.]

King Yeomra bumped his fingers.

Right.

The time of the dead began to flow again.

*

King Yeomra nodded.

[good night. I will listen to your wishes. I’ll let you meet your parents.]

“Is that true?”

[I will continue my relationship with my adoptive son. This time with your own son.]

“thank you!”

I was so happy that my heart would explode.

I heard that I can see my mother who passed away after 45 years!

They say you can meet the father you’ve only been imagining!

You said you could see my son again!

It was just thrilling.

Right.

King Yeomra bumped his fingers.

Then a golden light burst from my body.

[In addition, I will present you with special eyes in the name of Yeomra. I hope you find it useful.]

special eyes?

[one more. You didn’t seem to know, but in fact, you were the third generation of chaebol. I just couldn’t enjoy it because I was punished.]

“yes?”

[Ask your mother directly. who your father is.]

Wait!

[This time, I’m going to visit my mother’s family once.]

Wayr Minute!

[Then, the second life, live happily and see you again in a hundred years.]

wheein!

When King Yeomra shook his sleeves, a gale blew.

Helplessly, I was swept away by the whirlwind.

The grim reaper who had brought me was also screaming and being sucked in together.

[That’s your guardian deity. It’s a bonus.]

That was my last memory in the underworld.

*

“Huh!”

The choked breath blew out.

I jumped up and sat down.

Cold sweat broke out.

My body trembled in the cold air outside the blanket.

“Ugh! It’s the head!”

He clutched his head with an excruciating headache.

When I died, the 52 years worth of memories I saw in a kaleidoscope flowed like a waterfall.

Flyers, newspapers, TV, and even the phrases of books that I had casually glanced at in my life seemed to be forcibly engraved in my mind.

The influx of information was so vast that it made my eyes dizzy and my stomach turned upside down.

“Heo-eok, hee-eok, hee-eok…!”

Everything was too sharp.

My brain was also jumbled.

After the words of King Yeomra, the terrible headache was over.

‘I thought I was in trouble with my grandparents, but I’m the 3rd generation chaebol? Besides, did I have an outhouse? Why did my mother never say that to me…’

A bloody laugh came out.

‘Is there such a thing as adult circumstances?’

Anyway, the fact that no one came to see me after my mother died.

He was unable to enter the orphanage and went through all sorts of hardships.

A life in the back alley, lonely and brutal beyond imagination, began.

‘I’ll ask my mother when I see her. how did all this happen Where are you?’

I looked around for my mother.

The dim moonlight shining through the window made the room glow blue.

Aluminum sashes on floral wallpaper, cheap yellow linoleum and colorful tiger blankets, vinyl wardrobes and foldable iron dining tables.

There’s even a light switch hanging from a string of fluorescent lights.

“uh······?”

When I realized where I was, I got goosebumps.

‘Isn’t this the Guro-dong shack where I lived with my mother when I was young?’

It was as in memory.

However, this place must have been forcibly demolished right after her mother passed away and has long since disappeared.

When his eyes reached the calendar hanging on the wall, he hesitated for a moment.

“…!”

A day in my life I will never forget.

I lost my mother on this day when I was seven years old.

‘Could it be that the second life was not reincarnation but regression? Then I’m going to see my mother now, not in the underworld, but in this world…’

I pulled the blanket right away.

“mom!”

My mother was sleeping, curled up like a shrimp, snoring lightly.

I could feel the warm body temperature along with the scent of my longing mother.

＜ 2nd round of life ＞ End