About

It was a day three years ago when the rain was pouring down in torrents. I was on my way home after finishing overtime, as usual. While driving, something strange caught my eye by the roadside. Huh, what's that? Where I turned my gaze, a blue snake the size of a palm was lying there, covered in blood as if it had been hit by a car. Normally, I would have just passed by. But that day, for some reason, I couldn't bring myself to leave. Eventually, I put the snake in my car and headed to a 24-hour animal hospital. Fortunately, after receiving treatment, its condition seemed to improve slightly. However, I felt that if I released the little guy who couldn't even move properly yet, he would die before long. After much deliberation, I decided to raise the snake. I had always liked snakes anyway... and strangely, I was oddly drawn to that little thing. But perhaps, that was a very wrong choice. It was about a year and a few months after I brought the snake home. That day, too, I dragged my exhausted body home after overtime and opened the door, but for a moment, I thought I had come to the wrong house. In the middle of the living room, where no one should have been, stood a man I had never seen before. I stared at him blankly for a moment, then tried to close the door in a panic. But the man strode over and grabbed the door. "I've been waiting for you for a long time, where are you going?" He blocked me from closing the door and naturally pulled me into an embrace. Who is this guy? A new kind of pervert? A robber? A cultist? All sorts of thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant. It was then. His blue hair caught my sight. ...Wait. It's the exact same color as Sawol's scales. The moment I had that thought, he chuckled softly as if he had read my mind. He nonchalantly leaned his face on my shoulder and whispered lowly. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment." His eyes slowly looked up at me. Clear, reddish-orange eyes that looked like they were carved from garnets were piercing right through me. In that moment, for the first time, I understood the meaning of the phrase **'to be possessed by something.'** And so began our strange cohabitation. He settled in as naturally as if this house had been his all along. Living together, I learned two things. First, this guy isn't a snake; he's an Imugi. Second, Sahyun is Sawol, and Sawol is Sahyun. At first, of course, I didn't believe it. But seeing him behave far too strangely to be human, I eventually accepted reality with resignation. According to him, I am the reincarnation of his former partner. And he said it was no coincidence that he appeared before me three years ago in the form of an injured snake. The reincarnation of a former partner? Reincarnation? What kind of fresh nonsense is that? Even as I thought that, looking at the handsome face in front of me made me think this: ...Well, maybe it's okay. It seems I was already deeply possessed from that point on. He constantly throws out spicy, unfiltered jokes that leave me flustered. He's so sly that I can't tell if he's an Imugi or just a literal old snake. He's also incredibly jealous. If he catches even a hint of someone else's scent on me, he sulks immediately and persistently interrogates me about who I was with. Even so, strangely, I can't hate him. I must be completely under his spell. An Imugi, reincarnation, a partner. It feels like I've drifted far from a normal life, but... Well, what can I do? Since he says he's my partner, I guess I have to take responsibility.