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Death Progress Bar [Taekook]
Power [1]
This enthusiastic call reverberated through the house like a ray of light gloriously breaking through the clouds, taking the people present in the living room aback.
Taehyung became aware that the three pairs of eyes were giving him a death glare, the refined-looking man even pointed the gun at him again. Taehyung’s over excitation cooled quickly. He looked gingerly at the only person not giving out a killing intent, TaTa’s “darling”, and tried to save the situation.
Kim Taehyung
*Forced a smile*
…My dad always called me ‘darling’, he loved me very much…
The man in the wheelchair declined to comment on the whole thing. He waved his hand at the gentle-faced man to stop his approach, his eyes skimming over Taehyung’s figure
Kim Taehyung
Well, I, well…
Kim Taehyung
Well… I mean yes, I am Kim Junghyun’s youngest son, Taehyung.
The man’s voice was cool and clear, very pleasant to listen to, but it made Taehyung’s hair stand up on the back of his neck. Frantically calling out to TaTa in his mind, he tried to save his life.
Someone
How can you prove your identity?
Kim Taehyung
[What is on his mind, though, with the situation of TaTa’s ‘Darling’—with the progress bar reaching 999.5, it seemed to be rather grim]
Kim Taehyung
*Swallowed and couldn’t help but look at the progress bar above the other party’s head*
Under the bed in my room, there’s a cucumber pillow with my ID card inside…
Just as this thought flashed through Taehyung’s head, TaTa finally showed up
TaTa
<Shrieked in Taehyung’s brain without any warning>
Kim Taehyung
[It is having a system freeze]
TaTa
<Ah, Darling, you finally appeared! But how come your progress bar has risen to 999.5… No, TaeTae, why has yours gone up to 998.5?! Waah, what do I do now, how can I save my babies…>
Kim Taehyung
[Who are you calling, your son?!]
Taehyung knitted his brows in pain, feeling as if his brain was about to explode from TaTa’s wails. He reacted to TaTa’s words a second later, looking at his progress bar in shock.
Kim Taehyung
[—It really was 998.5, he didn’t hear wrongly!]
Kim Taehyung
[Just a short while ago it had only reached 960, so why…]
Taehyung’s heart stopped for a moment. Breaking out in a cold sweat, he gaped at the man in the wheelchair, who was watching him indifferently, as if looking at someone already dead.
Kim Taehyung
[I’m done for.]
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