I Became the Academy’s Disabled Student

Chapter 395

"Why me?"

After that question, silence settled in the dim hole. The night air gently flowed in through the small crack.

"...Well..."

Dae-ra blinked, struggling to find the words. She hadn't expected such an answer to her question. "Why me?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"What's obvious about it?"

Iha-sol snorted.

Her hand still gently stroked Lee Ha-yul's back, and her touch, full of tenderness, made Dae-ra's expression even more perplexed.

"Well... even though he's a priest, he's still an outsider, right? Isn't it a bit... too much to pull him into your arms like that?"

"I was wondering what you were going to say. You're worrying for no reason."

Iha-sol let out a small laugh.

"I've been taking care of Ha-yul since he was little. Almost every day, I held him in my arms and slept. What's the big deal now?"

"But back then, he was just a child."

"What's the difference now?"

That thought almost slipped out of Dae-ra’s throat but she swallowed it back.

"To be honest, I’ve been like a mother and sister to Ha-yul since he was little."

• Flinch!

Honestly, it wasn’t an exaggeration.

At the orphanage, where they didn’t have much, Iha-sol had taken care of Lee Ha-yul, who was both physically and mentally struggling, with great care and love.

Carrying him? What was so special about that? Every time they needed to put him to sleep, feed him, or just wanted to hold him, Iha-sol always did.

Even when he was little, hugging Ha-yul, who would fit so naturally in her arms, was a normal thing.

‘Of course, he’s grown older now…’

The soft and delicate features that were evident in his childhood had bloomed wonderfully, and his body had grown into a more voluptuous form. He had gone through many things and grown mentally as well.

‘So what?’

It wasn’t a big deal. Iha-sol smiled gently while patting Ha-yul’s back, where Dae-ra’s discomfort with the word "mother" had caused her to flinch.

"Ha-yul himself is calmly resting in my arms. Why try to take him away from me?"

That's true. Dae-ra looked across at the scene. Ha-yul, wrapped in Iha-sol’s outer garment like a bundle, had his face buried in her full chest.

• Swoosh… swoosh…

• Hmm…

• Nod…

• Rumble!

• I… I misjudged the technique and caused a mistake...

• I-I’m sorry…

• Can this really be managed?

• I’m sorry...

• Still... you’ve been troubled because of me...

• Thud

• Just lie down for a bit. About a minute? Then the paralysis will wear off on its own.

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