We Need to Talk (1)

My body was back.

In other words...

-What is this?! What have you done, you interloper?!

It also meant Cheon Yuran, who’d been swaggering around in my body just moments ago, had been shoved back into that rabbit doll.

‘It’s not like I did anything special.’

Looking back, all I remembered was wildly swinging those cotton-stuffed fists through the air. There was no way those pathetic little cotton punches had made any major contribution to me regaining control.

‘Is there some kind of activation condition?’

Two body swaps.

From me to Cheon Yuran, then from Cheon Yuran back to me. Even if they seemed unrelated, there had to be some hidden common thread.

-Give me my body back this instant, you interloper! You’re the one who should be crumpled up and sleeping...