Revenge with the Power of the Final Boss-Chapter 89: Confusion and Denial

Was that just now... Ye-jin noona?

Baek Seo-jin desperately wanted to believe he had misseen the events that had just transpired. But no matter how hard he tried to convince himself otherwise, the memory was clear.

Seomun Ye-jin had taken Kim Ho-jun’s hand and placed it on her lower back.

Could it be...? Has she finally given in after years of being subjected to his abuse?

The timeline fit. Five long years. For five years, Seomun Ye-jin had likely endured unspeakable acts at Kim Ho-jun’s hands. Was it possible that her spirit had broken and she had resigned herself to her fate?

No... That’s not it.

Baek Seo-jin shook his head, forcing the thought out of his mind.

That gesture... it must have been for my sake.

She wasn’t giving in to Kim Ho-jun. No, she had done it to protect him. She was telling him, in her own way, to forget about her, to stop fighting a hopeless battle and save himself.

She must have witnessed his defeat and, fearing for his safety, had made that painful gesture to ensure he wouldn’t try anything reckless.

Ye-jin noona...

As Baek Seo-jin replayed the moment in his mind, interpreting it as a selfless act of love, his heart ached.

He believed that her actions were a plea for him to let go, to stop fixating on her and avoid further harm. But despite understanding what he thought was her intention, he couldn’t accept it.

I understand your feelings, noona, but I won’t give up.

He reasoned that Seomun Ye-jin must have lost all hope of ever escaping Kim Ho-jun. Having witnessed Baek Seo-jin’s humiliation firsthand, she had likely begged Kim Ho-jun to spare him, sacrificing herself to protect the man she loved.

Ah... That’s it!

It finally clicked for him. The reason Kim Ho-jun hadn’t killed him was because of Seomun Ye-jin. She must have sworn complete obedience to save him.

Ye-jin noona...

Moved to tears by what he perceived as her love, sacrifice, and devotion, Baek Seo-jin felt his determination solidify. Even after five years of torment, she had endured it all to protect him. She had even played her part perfectly to keep him from feeling guilty or despairing.

No matter what, noona, I’ll save you. I know the truth now—you don’t mean any of what you’re showing on the surface.

His resolve burned brighter than ever.

At that moment, Park Sun-hoo approached him, his face filled with confusion.

"What... just happened?" Sun-hoo asked, still processing the surreal events.

Kim Ho-jun had appeared suddenly with Seomun Ye-jin, spoken briefly about the class, healed them, and then left. It wasn’t the assault or assassination attempt they had been expecting. And Ye-jin’s final actions didn’t seem forced.

"I’ll explain, Sun-hoo," Baek Seo-jin replied somberly.

He recounted what he believed to be the truth about Seomun Ye-jin’s sacrifices. As Sun-hoo listened, he sighed heavily.

"So, Seomun Ye-jin-nim gave herself up to save us?"

"That’s right... If not for her, we’d both be dead right now. That monster, Kim Ho-jun, would have killed us without hesitation," Baek Seo-jin said bitterly.

Sun-hoo bowed his head briefly in silent acknowledgment of Ye-jin’s sacrifice.

"What a tragic story. Seo-jin, you said you’ve known her for nine years, right?"

"Yeah. Since back then, she used to confide in me, sometimes even telling me that she loved me but was trapped and powerless against him."

Baek Seo-jin paused, a flicker of doubt crossing his mind. Had that really happened? But he quickly brushed it aside.

It felt real. It was real.

He couldn’t afford to question it.

"Seo-jin, you have to save her," Sun-hoo urged.

"Don’t worry, Sun-hoo. I will. I’ll rescue her, and after that... I’ll marry her," Baek Seo-jin declared firmly.

Hearing this, Sun-hoo chuckled and clapped a hand on his shoulder.

"Good. Just don’t forget to invite me to the wedding, got it?"

"Of course! How could I leave out one of my closest comrades?"

It wouldn’t just be Sun-hoo. He would invite Kim Chul-woo and Bae Ye-rim as well.

And Se-hee and Ha-yeon too.

But he knew those two would be heartbroken, likely crying over his decision to marry Ye-jin. He would have to find a way to console them.

Maybe I’ll let them hit me a few times?

He thought of it as a badge of honor for earning the affection of such beautiful women.

Even if Han Se-hee and Lee Ha-yeon weren’t thrilled about being his second and third wives, he was certain they would ultimately accept it.

And when they did, they would smile brightly as his wives, just as he envisioned.

He couldn’t wait to see that day.

***

While Baek Seo-jin was lost in his own thoughts, imagining Seomun Ye-jin's sacrifices and the future he believed in, the reality was far different.

At that very moment, Seomun Ye-jin, Han Se-hee, and Lee Ha-yeon were taking turns sharing moments of intense passion with Baek Seo-jun, reveling in their time together.

***

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After spending over 20 hours of intimate time with Baek Seo-jun in the expanded temporal space, Han Se-hee felt as though her body had melted into a blissful haze.

She took a moment to compose herself, steadying her breath and adjusting her appearance before leaving the room. Yet, even as she stepped out, the lingering sensations of their time together clung to her.

"Haa~ Sex with Seo-jun oppa... it’s irresistible ♥."

The 60-fold time dilation made their shared pleasures feel endless. There were moments when the sheer intensity of the experience left her mind utterly blank, submerged in ecstasy.

She knew Seo-jun well enough to understand that he wouldn’t push anyone beyond their limits or cross any boundaries. Still, if he chose to, she believed he could easily make any woman fall for him, no matter her resolve or loyalty.

Even the most devoted wife, burning with love for her husband, would abandon her vows under his touch if Seo-jun set his mind to it.

But Seo-jun himself never sought to exploit his power. Despite his ability to captivate any beauty at will, he rarely acted on it unless the other person made the first move.

In the past, Han Se-hee had wished he would be more assertive. Yet, after taking the initiative herself and becoming one of his women, she came to appreciate his restraint.

"Seo-jun oppa may seem fine, but he carries so much weight."

Her thoughts drifted back to the morning, to the footage she had seen of Seo-jun’s younger self suffering at the hands of villains. Though it felt like a distant memory due to the dilation of time, in the outside world, it had been just hours ago.

Seo-jun had confided that he vividly remembered every moment of the agony he endured during that time. It wasn’t just a single incident; it was an endless stream of torment, etched into his soul.

How unbearable must it be to relive all that pain, over and over?

For anyone else, such memories might have driven them mad or to suicide. Even for a mana awakener, the psychological toll would have been nearly impossible to bear.

Seo-jun had paid a steep price for his power, and though he had become incredibly strong, those memories continued to haunt him. They fueled his unyielding drive for revenge, refusing to let him rest.

That was why he valued Seomun Ye-jin, herself, and Lee Ha-yeon so deeply. They were the anchor that kept him grounded, the reason he could endure.

For Han Se-hee, knowing that she played a role—however small—in easing his pain filled her with joy.

As someone often called a "saint" due to her natural inclination to help others, she found immense fulfillment in knowing her presence brought comfort to the man she loved.

But that joy was accompanied by a fierce hatred for those who had inflicted such suffering upon him.

"Baek Hyung-won, Kim Yoo-jung, and Baek Seo-jin."

Though Baek Seo-jin had been a child at the time, she considered him no less complicit now.

She could understand Lee Ha-yeon’s desire to see him die in agony after watching that footage. Han Se-hee, too, despised Baek Seo-jin enough to wish for his miserable, painful death.

She was certain that, even now, Baek Seo-jin was likely lost in delusions that both she and Ha-yeon harbored feelings for him.

"He’s the type to ignore it when people tell him otherwise."

Her thoughts were interrupted as Baek Seo-jun approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her and gently kneading her breasts and hips.

"Hng~ Haaang~"

A soft, breathy moan escaped her lips as he whispered teasingly into her ear.

"I’ll finish what we started later tonight."

"Yes!" she replied eagerly.

Though she wished he would continue now, the promise of more later brought a radiant smile to her face.

In just a few minutes, it would be time to leave this room and return to their roles as diligent students. For now, she relished the anticipation of their next encounter.

***

"Haa... haa..."

Moriya Yuka was panting heavily, her breaths labored as she tried to steady herself.

"Haa... sniff!"

Beside her, Kang Yu-ra was also gasping for air, tears streaming down her face as frustration and anguish overwhelmed her.

Around them, the battlefield bore the scars of an intense struggle. The terrain was ravaged, a testament to the sheer ferocity of the fight. Yet, despite all the effort they had poured into the battle, their enemy remained standing.

"Park Hyung-tae..."

Kang Yu-ra’s voice trembled with barely contained rage as she glared at the man before them.

The SSS-class villain, the one who had taken her parents’ lives and desecrated her mother Yoon Ji-hye’s body, stood before them with an impassive expression. His cold, emotionless gaze pierced through the air, as if mocking their futile resistance.