Purple Hyacinth | Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

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“…I’m sorry.” Unlike Lee Sungkook. he was a very prideful person and couldn’t completely remove the anger from his face.

He looked up to see (Y/n) giving him an amused smirk. Kim Dokja knew why... it's pride, she likes people with enormous pride— they remind her of herself. 

Kim Dokja looked at Jung Heewon and said, “Jung Heewon, I told you not to be reckless.”

“T-This bastard…!”

"He probably pissed her off, she was probably just about to teach him a lesson. A little discipline, Jonghyuk, it helps in attaining respect... which by the way, she inheritly deserves."

(Y/n) looks down on the man with a vacant expression, but her eyes are full of ridicule and non-verbal insults.

Jung Heewon smiled smugly, (Y/n) has her back. She would've teared up if that bastard wasn't in the same room.

"(Y/n)-ssi, I would kiss you right now but that is someone else's job." Jung Heewon whispered.

Two faces turned red knowing that they are the people that Jung Heewon was pertaining to.

Jung Heewon smirked, getting the reaction she wanted. She mouthed, 'Not the time'.

"(Y/n), stop considerating Jung Heewon's actions." Kim Dokja tried his best to cover his flustered state with a neutral expression.

"Hm. Who's fault is it?" (Y/n) asked coldly. Lee Sungkook gulped while the other man just discretely glared at her.

"I-It's my friend's fault! We are really sorry, (Y/n)-nim." Lee Sungkook bowed his head, the other copying his action and muttering an apology.

"See? It wasn't her fault, surely you would punish the people who did you wrong too, Jonghyuk. I know I would."

Jung Heewon sighed, “…I’m sorry, Yoo Jonghyuk-nim.”

Jung Heewon bowed and turned to leave, Lee Hyunsung following her with a strange expression. Kim Dokja knew that Jung Heewon wasn’t the type to raise a sword to someone for no reason.

However, it was dangerous to move in this current situation.

The other man looked at me and asked, “Are you really Yoo Jonghyuk-nim?”

"Yes."

He then turned to (Y/n), "And you're... (Y/n)-nim?"

(Y/n) showed him the Yil Iron Cross. "Would this be enough proof?"

The cross turned into a sword, "Lee Sungkook said that only I can summon the weapons that it contains."

The man nodded, if he had any doubts about her earlier then it all disappears the second the cross was in front of him.

"Are you also a prophet?” Kim Dokja asked the man.

“…Yes.”

There was a complicated expression on his face. He looked between Kim Dokja, (Y/n), Jung Heewon and Lee Hyunsung.

Then he glanced at Lee Sungkook and said, “Excuse me, Yoo Jonghyuk-nim, (Y/n)-nim, I’m sorry but I’m afraid I’ll have to leave you for a moment. Sungkook, talk with me for a minute.”

He left the tent while Lee Sungkook bowed to Kim Dokja, turning to (Y/n) and bowing too. (Y/n) nodded at him.

“I won’t wait long.”

“Yes!”

It wouldn’t be like this if it was the original Yoo Jonghyuk. But he had reasons for allowing them to talk. As soon as Lee Sungkook left the tent, Kim Dokja spoke.