Todos los capítulos de The SS-Class Perfect Battery: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Yuhwan had finally unleashed his long-suppressed thirst, transforming it into a raw, blatant desire to completely possess Haneul Jang. While that explosive declaration scattered into the heavy, dense air, Haneul’s long eyelashes trembled violently. The youth still couldn't seem to discern whether this moment was a cruelly beautiful illusion or a tangible reality.Was it truly alright to act upon someone who was practically asleep from intoxication? Before his staggering morality could even catch its breath, Yuhwan’s primal instincts had already crossed a thoroughly irreversible line. That agonizingly desperate confession—where Haneul admitted to loving him—was the sole absolution Yuhwan could cling to.At Yuhwan's intense vow, Haneul’s eyes opened sluggishly. As if he would truly go insane if this ended abruptly within a hollow dream, Haneul let out a faint, thoroughly enchanted smile."…It's exactly what I want."Sure enough, a sweet, lethal consent flowed from those plush, beautiful

The next day.The sun hung high in the sky, its dazzling rays shattering across the room.When Haneul opened his eyes, his mind was utterly foggy. The surroundings spun disorientingly, ruthlessly erasing the boundary between dreams and reality.The only thing tethering him to his senses was the cool air pressing against his skin. It made him acutely aware that he was thrown into an unfamiliar space stark naked.Trying desperately to focus through severe nausea and a splitting headache, he checked the clock. It was already well past noon."Where... am I?"His mind was completely blank. Turning his head, the distinct touch of the crisp white sheets and the heavy weight of the luxurious bedding felt extraordinarily unfamiliar.Beyond the wide terrace and the sprawling glass windows, a panoramic view of downtown Seoul unfolded before him. Overwhelmed by an ominous premonition, Haneul buried his face in his trembling hands.Just as he tried to bolt upright, his vision shook violently and t

Yuhwan was in a foul mood today.Even though yesterday was an official rest day for the team, Haneul hadn't shown his face at all. That unapologetic attitude twisted Yuhwan’s stomach with resentment.Then this afternoon, Haneul showed up on the field looking utterly spaced out. His complexion was noticeably paler than usual, causing Yuhwan’s brow to furrow deeply.'Was he sick? Is that why he didn't come yesterday?'He couldn't tell if it was just a hangover or if the chronic illness the youth had mentioned was actually worsening. Whatever severe illness he had, pouring alcohol down his throat like that was practically suicide, especially if his time was already running out. This whole situation fueled Yuhwan's anxiety.Even while going through batting practice and letting his body adjust to the pitching machine, Yuhwan’s gaze remained stubbornly anchored to Haneul sitting in the dugout.The moment Haneul stepped onto the field in his uniform with his mitt in hand, he spotted Yuhwan.

Haneul stared blankly at Jeongwoo.He still hadn't brought himself to confess that he, too, was a regressor constantly turning back the clock through an endless cycle of past lives.Logically, he wanted to verify everything before making a judgment. Yet, defying his cold reason, Haneul’s heart was hammering so violently against his ribs it felt ready to burst.To think another regressor existed within this hellish, cyclical wheel of fate. It felt like a single, divine ray of salvation breaking into Haneul’s solitary battlefield.'Did God finally send me a precious friend, telling me to stop suffering alone?' For the first time in his existence, Haneul felt a sudden surge of gratitude toward the very god and destiny that had pushed him into this tragedy.Across his four lifetimes, he had never encountered a single soul who retained memories of altered timelines. Thus, Jeongwoo’s presence was a revolutionary turning point that threatened to completely reshape his entire life."I’m letti

Haneul returned to the Chuncheon Dakgalbi restaurant once again to share a forbidden, secret conversation.The moment he opened the restaurant door, as if pulled by a powerful magnet, he ordered soju before sitting across from Jeongwoo. For a fleeting second, Yuhwan’s stern warning to stay away from alcohol flashed through his mind, but tonight, he simply lacked the capacity to endure this burning thirst while sober.The clear liquid resting inside the small soju glass became a mirror reflecting his opaque future, slowly dissolving the slender strands of anxiety he harbored inside."What? Seriously? I was still a baseball player even after turning forty?!"Ultimately failing to control his raging emotions, Haneul slammed his hands onto the table and abruptly stood up.His exclamation shattered the quiet ambiance of the restaurant. This was the definitive proof of survival he had spent his entire existence craving. To survive not just until thirty, but until forty.The paradigm of desp