Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Beauty and Masked Beast

"How can you be so casual with this?" Soohyun stated— disapproving of his behaviour. 

Even she was close to panicking over this. Changing the future was a difficult matter yet he was this calm over it.

Shrugging his shoulders, Minhyun vocalised, "It's not like I would be able to achieve anything by worrying about this, plus I need to be cool headed when making such decisions."

"You are really mature over it, but are you not afraid? How can you not be scared of potentially losing your life?" Soohyun asked.

"Everyone dies one day, and from a young age, I am aware of how death is very much close to me. After all, I am involved in so many troubles. Eventually, I have grown to become normal towards it," he said, "Maybe dying is one way to free me from all of this responsibilities; it could be a freedom."

"Hey! Don't say such depressing things. I will start crying for real. You have many people that care for you, and the last thing they would want for you to die," Soohyun said.

Han Minhyun let out a chuckle at those words of hers, and extending his hand towards her, he patted the top of her head softly.

Then, he said, "Seeing how helpless you are at times, I guess I am reluctant to die. Who will take care of my Sweetheart if I die?"

Scrunching up her nose at those words of his, she said, "Please don't get started with that."

"Why? My Sweetheart doesn't like it?" Minhyun asked.

"This is definitely revenge for how I approached you in the beginning. Right?" she questioned.

After letting out a small cackle, he moved his hand away from her and then, said, "Anyway, are you sure that you want to go to the surface? What if you die? Aren't you scared of that?"

With a determined gaze towards Han Minhyun, she nodded her head, and wearing a smiling expression, she stated, "If my Hubby is this brave, how can I afford to be a scaredy cat?"

Moving his hand closer to her, he pinched the top of her nose and said, "Liar."

"Even if I am lying, you don't need to expose me like this. I don't try to stop you when you are going for something dangerous. You can't do the same as well! Don't be a male chauvinist! I hate those kind," she vocalised, puffing her cheeks.

Touching her cheeks now, he poked them and vocalised, "Chauvinist? Wow! Soohyun, I should admire you for your choice of words."

"Of course you should," she said, "Anyway, did you get everything prepared?"

He sighed and stated, "Yes, Yejoon is getting your identity prepared, and I will be teaching you some basics about the research there since you are totally clueless about them all. There is almost a week left for it, and a lot of preparation is there for it."

"One more thing," Soohyun stated, "I had this idea in my mind. What about using one of the Purebloods as a bait? At the ballroom, there will be lots of people, and the aristocratic area will be almost empty. That's when, you can bait the enemies.

If the enemies get to learn that one of the purebloods is alone at the mansion with minimum protection, they will definitely show up at the place to try to kidnap him or her. This would be a perfect opportunity for them, and we will be able to get some clues from this," Soohyun stated.

Listening to those words of Soohyun, he said, "That is a good idea. But this is risky. Who knows what they are planning to do with the Pureblood, and what if we are not able to rescue the person in time? Who knows what tricks they have up their sleeves?"

"Sometimes you have to take a little risk, Han Minhyun; I thought you knew about that. This is for the greater good," she said, "And are you doubtful in your capabilities? I am sure you will be doing fine."

"I will see about it then," he voiced out, "Anyway, from today onwards, I will be giving you some lessons on chemicals and all that now after I am done with some matters."

Soohyun nodded.

As Han Minhyun's eyes fell back on to the documents in front of him, his hands moved through the paper, and staring at him, a small smile formed on her face.

There was certain amount of worry present within her heart, and this time around, she vowed to protect him from the danger. She will make sure that sword does not kill him. After all, turning into a widow did not sound like a good idea to her.

"Han Minhyun, I think I love you twenty five percent currently," she spoke out all of a sudden.

Hearing those words from her made him raise his head, and as a glint appeared in his eyes, he stated, "Only twenty five percent? It seems that I have to love you more in order to get more one seventy five percent of it."

"One seventy five?" she questioned, raising one of her eyebrows.

"If I love you a hundred percent, shouldn't you be loving me double?" Minhyun asked.

"What type of flawed logic is that? You will only get twenty five percent of love from me. Either take that or just leave," she voiced out, "The choice is up to you."

"We will see about it, Lee Soohyun," he said, "After all, I am more charming than you are."

"If that is the case then, Mr. Narcissistic, why did you fall for me before I even liked you?" shw questioned.

"It's the pity I felt for that caused me to love you. After all, there is no one that actually loves you at here," she vocalised.

"That's where you are wrong, Han Minhyun," she voiced out, "Are you forgetting that I have Junghyun as an option as well?"

"Then, if you like him that much, go and be with him," he said solemnly.