Chapter 129 – Parasite (5)

Parasite (5)

It is an era where nothing is universal anymore.

At the point when corpses have already risen and attacked people, all common sense as we know it is over.

The era of barbarism in which new rationality and truth must be found, or rather, new rationality and truth must be established.

In addition, a major premise that has been going on for thousands of years.

On the stage of the earth, today is the first era in which zombies and people with special powers newly stepped onto the stage, not only humans.

That’s why imagination is what everyone living in this era needs.

The boldness of not being shaken by the unknown that will come frequently in the future, and sometimes boldly trying to predict the unknown.

That was the first new truth needed by everyone who lives, or wants to live, in this era.

So, I was just using my imagination.

From the time I saw the ‘variant’ that crawls on the ceiling, not the floor, because zombies already have bizarre disasters just by their existence.

Ever since the mutant hairwheel infected Seolhee Cha in an unexpected way, I have always tried to chew on that new truth.

Fortunately, I had the strength to put the truth into practice.

Incompetence.

My ability is too efficient to be seen as a somewhat boring language game.

With the power to disable something other than myself, I exercised my imagination.

I went through my own checks, imagining a few vague attacks that a very certain enemy would unleash.

Of course I had the ability and the will to do so.

‘Kyaaaaa

Hyeji Lee.

It was the first evidence found in the process of reconfirmation.

New camp members who are likely to be bait.

Brilliant golden hands rested upon their heads.

The first bait that ran amok reacting very violently to my partial incompetence.

“Uuuuu!”

The bait, still flopping with difficulty, enters my eyes.

Lee Hye-ji was in front of me, fluttering with much weaker and feeble gestures than the first day.

“I should have told you to wake up.”

I coldly sentenced again.

Lee Hye-ji is at a loss for what to do with the rapid temperature difference following a somewhat friendly greeting.

With her legs and hands tied, she struggled to raise the chair that had fallen.

Squeak- squeak- squeak- squeak-

“Uh-uh-uh-uh-“

A chair that creaked lightly and a woman’s moan that flowed very lightly formed a duet.

A bizarre scene of a white female body desperately wriggling in a secret room illuminated only by my golden light follows.

“Ha-“

I slowly stood up from the chair I was sitting on, looking at Lee Hye-ji who couldn’t stand up on her own until the end.

I can see Lee Hye-ji’s body trembling excessively at my sigh that I can hear very clearly.

“It’s too useless even if it’s really useless.”

As I said that, I raised Lee Hye-ji, who was flopping around like a goby.

To be precise, he lifted the chair to which Lee Hye-ji was tied tightly, and put his hands on the armrests of the chair.

“You can’t even stand up because you can’t speak well?”

The lightly whispered breath touches Lee Hye-ji’s eyes, which cause a riot.

It couldn’t be more violent than this. My face, which had come so close, was reflected in Lee Hye-ji’s trembling pupils.

“What the hell can I do?”

What about our Hyeji?

I removed the gag from Lee Hye-ji, who remained silent until the end.

A gag that was far too damp compared to parched, chapped lips.

I threw the gag that greeted me with a not-so-good touch on the floor and gently reached out for her.

“What on earth can you do well, Hyeji?”

He caressed her swollen breasts as if wiping her unpleasantly damp hands on a towel.

As if playing with a toy, he continued to enjoy the tactile feel and gazed into her eyes.

“… I’m sorry-.”

The moment I lightly flicked her nipples with my index finger, the sound of shrieking breath finally came out.

However, that was the end of the sound that came out of her.

Lee Hye-ji bit her lips in surprise at her moaning that flowed from her mouth.

As if he wouldn’t let out any sound.

I watched her silently.

Lee Hye-ji clearly felt her whole body trembling like an aspen tree with her hands playing with her breasts.

“…”
“…”

After that, there was a period of silence in which no sound leaked out.

During the short or long silence of about an hour, I continued to tease her breasts.

Sometimes he violently squeezed her breasts, other times he tickled her nipples very gently.

The teasing continued playfully as if waiting for a reaction to come out.

Despite such blatant touches, Lee Hye-ji did not utter a single word.

Maybe it was natural

This situation was the result of working hard on Lee Hye-ji for about a week.

On the first day he put Hyeji Lee in her secret room, he beat her for talking too much.

Maybe it was because I was consumed by fear, or maybe it was because my incompetence nullified Baeksan’s nonsense—

As if she has a tic disorder, she spits out strange foreign words.

On the second day, he was beaten for talking too much, and on the third day, he was beaten for being distracted by rustling.

She eats too much rice, doesn’t appreciate drinking water, etc. There was nothing she could do about being exposed to violence for all sorts of reasons.

I can only pray to someone that this moment will pass.

Turning around like that, yesterday Hyeji Lee was beaten by me because she talked too much.

That’s why, now, Hyeji Lee didn’t say anything out of her mouth.

Maybe like it did for a week, I’m hoping that this moment will pass quickly.

No, I must be earnestly wishing that this moment would continue.

Soft breasts that make you want to keep touching them as always.

I smiled lightly as I looked at Lee Hye-ji as she lifted her back from the back of the chair.

Her upper body leaned slightly forward, as if telling her to flirt with her breasts more comfortably, and thanks to her, the strings were pulled tighter.

She knows too.

That this time is the least painful time of the time with me.

Either way, the body is honest.

It was certain that fear, imprinted in her body, had eaten away at her, whether it was her instinct to flatter her or her desperately rolled hair.

Took-!

He gently pushed her body with the hand that had been teasing her chest.

The dull sound of the leaning upper body hitting the back of the chair reverberates through the closed room.

As soon as she removed her hands that were teasing her breasts, Lee Hye-ji’s eyes trembled again as if an earthquake had struck.

I felt that the eyes that were only facing me were desperately looking sideways at something.

My right hand lifted from her chest and slowly rose to her face.

Looking at my right hand, which was getting closer and closer to hers, Lee Hye-ji’s face turned white like a sheet of paper.

“Nice.”

However, what I did to her was praise, not violence.

I said in succession as I stroked my hair, which was full of unpleasant greasiness.

“Why is our Hyeji listening so well today?”

The more you stroke her hair, the more a small smile pops out of her mouth.

It was a smile of uneasy relief rather than pure joy.

“Today, I should give you a reward, not a punishment, right?”
“…”
“Our Hyeji doesn’t show any gratitude even though we give her a prize. Maybe the bee wasn’t enough?”
“Oh no! Go, thank you! Thank you, Cho, Cho, President!”

Lee Hye-ji, startled as if she had been burned, opened her mouth for the first time today.

A pitiful tone that trembled with each syllable as if a vibrator was attached to her neck.

I continued talking as I stroked her hair as she desperately tore her head.

“So, is there anything you want to know or ask?”

Chamberlain-

“Where is Da-jung or Seul-ah, and how are they living?”
“Oh, no—! No! I’m not curious at all! I really don’t care at all, President!”

These were the first questions Lee Hye-ji, now terrified and rejecting, opened her eyes in her secret room.

A female college student who trembles with fear but is confident whether she is with her or taking care of her friends.

Such a bold woman is no longer in this secret room.

The new Lee Hye-ji, who had changed her shortcut of moderate violence, was only scratching her head with her earnest and sincere eyes.

“Da-jeong and Seul-ah are doing very well.”

However, I did not care about her denial and gave the prize I said.

“Very well.”

Now, Lee Hye-ji mentioned her friends who would not even be mentioned or thought of.

‘Kyaaaaah!

At that moment, Lee Hye-ji’s scream rang in her head again.

As soon as the incompetence on my part seeped into her body, Lee Hye-ji collapsed on the floor with a terrifying scream, and her friends who ran straight to her.

They were the ones who patted Lee Hye-ji’s cheek as she lay on the floor and howled, but…

At times like these, it was good to know a little about zombies.

The biggest threat in this new era is zombies, and the biggest justification is also zombies.

Maybe it’s a new infection process, our camp can be dangerous, so I’ll quarantine it separately.

There was not a single person who went against this cause or wanted to go against it.

That’s how Lee Hye-ji woke up in this nursery, not with her friends.

Now, a week later, everyone in the camp was acclimatizing to Lee Hye-ji’s isolation, or rather, her virtual death.

Forgetting Lee Hye-ji, she was faithful to her reality.

“…”

Information from upstairs, hidden for a week.

Hearing the names of friends he hadn’t heard in a very long time, Lee Hye-ji’s eyes fluttered.

“Ruler.”

Match-!

I lightly applauded the atmosphere and dragged the table.

She pulled the table that had been pushed aside when she pushed her chair back to its original position and held the paper in her hand.

Took-!

She sat comfortably on her table, leaning her hips against her, looking down at her with her slightly elevated eyesight.

“Should we start now?”

Lee Hye-ji not only rolls her eyes at my question, but also makes her lips tremble.

Without saying a word, I waved the paper I was holding.

In a rather cute handwriting, but how much she shook her arms.

Lee Hye-ji, startled by the sound of the paper fluttering, lifted her shoulders and hurriedly opened her mouth.

“I-I am Lee Hye-ji. I was born in Yangsan, Gyeongsangnam-do—”

The A4 paper and the correct sentence flowed from Lee Hye-ji’s mouth.

Starting from when and where you were born, which elementary school you went to, which middle school and high school you graduated from—

What kind of friends she made, what kind of friends she fought with, her likes and dislikes, etc.

A self-introduction letter that details her life so far.

The process of reconfirming her self-introduction had been going on for several days.

“… 2nd year at Cheongsong Middle School- Ah, no- no-! My wife, I took the CSAT in the third grade classroom of Cheongsong Middle School-“

Second day locked in a closed room.

Perhaps when she is experiencing the most extreme fear, the process of reciting her self-introduction that she wrote down in great detail.

Even in her memories now, she must be realizing it as she goes through the process of retracing the blurry past and recalling trivial points that she normally didn’t even pay attention to.

That being a coherent statement is not as easy as one might think.

“… That’s how she was in her 20th class, and she was accepted into the Department of Korean Language and Literature at Yonsei University. After that, she met Jeong Da-jeong and Kim Seul-ah at OT and became close —”

I leaned against the table and quietly listened to her life story as she spoke.

Dreaming of her, she entered Yonsei University, dated her boyfriend who was her senior, and broke up with her –

Like that.

“… That day, the school and professor came to class too late, but that wasn’t the only strange thing. The professor was clutching her arm with a frown on her face.”

Until we face an unprecedented disaster.

“… There was nothing I could do. When I came to my senses, it was our class of a loner.”

In the days of struggling in a university that became a zombie field overnight.

“… There was a very loud noise. All of us were surprised and hid in the classroom, but for almost two hours, the cries of zombies and strange loud noises continued.”

Different from the howling of zombies-

Busy shouts that really sounded like people were shouting and the car’s clacking noise that continued to resonate incessantly knocked on the loner.

And.

“… There was a knock. Someone knocked on the door of our classroom.”

Rising above Baeksan’s nonsense erased by partial incompetence—

“And I said.”

New memories.

No, the Yonsei University student who was hiding only in the Solitary Hall after the disaster-

“Take it easy. He said he came from Baeksan.”

Real memories were pouring out of her mouth.