Chapter 131 – Parasite (7)
Parasite (7)
The circumstances of the day were simple.
And it was clear.
College students who escaped the hell of Yonsei University.
They must have been insecure and wary of everything.
You must have realized very painfully after the zombie apocalypse that the place you escaped from hell is not heaven.
For the victims of such a catastrophe, the behavior of the guides who suddenly disappeared and returned was obvious.
“… The staff handed out packed lunches. It was a very warm lunch box that I still remember clearly. And clean bottled water—a clean blanket—”
The obvious sleep of the almost obvious.
In the first place, the course of this story may have been all decided from the time the college students were not taken by force, but taken for the same reason of ‘rescue’.
Baeksan was speaking to the wary college students in the most gentle and gentle way possible.
The place they have now arrived is not hell, but heaven.
“… I didn’t ask for anything in return for the lunch box or bottled water, but rather, the staff approached each person and asked if there was anything uncomfortable. When Seul-ah asked if she had any sanitary pads, she said that she would bring them right away, and another male student, who was in a hurry to use the bathroom, even took her out into the hallway as if she were an escort.”
There is no need to be wary of anything anymore.
“At that time, the staff member standing on the stage in the auditorium said that it took a long time to arrange a place to stay because there were too many rescuers than expected. Even if it is uncomfortable for a day, ask them to wait here in the auditorium, and the staff will always wait outside the door, so tell the staff about any inconvenience. After really saying that, everyone went out of the auditorium just like before.”
There is one reason why they go through such a cumbersome and cumbersome process, rather than very easy violence and coercion.
Disarm.
“As soon as the staff went out, the auditorium turned into a sea of tears. Some students shouted that they were alive and cried, and others shook wooden chopsticks as they crumpled their bento boxes into their mouths. I remember hugging Da-jeong and Seul-ah and crying for a long time, saying that I could really be relieved now.”
That’s because it wants a very overwhelming disarming.
This is because, beyond material disarmament, they sincerely rely on Baeksan and hope for psychological disarmament, in which they trust and depend.
And, as hoped, Baeksan did very well in disarming them psychologically.
“After weeping for a long time, each of us took a blanket and sat down in a chair. We didn’t have anything specific, but it seems like we sat together in seats not far from each other and talked a lot for the first time in a while.”
“There was a saying that the first thing I want to do tomorrow is to take a shower, and there was a girl who said that her father was an employee at Baeksan Mountain and that maybe he would be able to meet her father again. She was so excited that not only her friend, but most of the students would be able to see their families again.”
Beyond disarming—
“Another male student who went to the bathroom after being escorted by the staff told us. There is electricity and water here. That the toilet is working normally. Also called Baeksan. Now we really live.”
He began to accept Baeksan, who had only met him for less than a day, as ‘heaven’.
No, it would be more accurate to say that he desperately began to blindly believe in heaven.
An unprecedented disaster called the zombie apocalypse.
A resting place that I finally reached after going through an eternally unforgettable hell.
Warm rice and a comfortable bed that have been restored after a long time.
There are countless people in the same situation as me who cry and laugh together there.
The joy and relief you share with them.
It is an environment where boundaries are bound to be lowered.
Not just Yonsei University students, but any type of person would have had the same thoughts and hopes as Yonsei University students.
A story that continues until late at night after a male student who has experienced the bathroom in advance.
Looking at Lee Hye-ji as she stammered out the stories she had written down on paper, somehow frowning her face and eyebrows—
Tok-!
He flicked the paper he was holding with his index finger and tapped it.
Different.
It was a completely different method from the method I used to take over the library.
Unlike me, who easily solved problems that could easily be solved with violence and fear, Baeksan was passing the road that Baeksan could have passed easily with a little complexity.
It was also awkward.
It was only natural that Lee Hye-ji was dealing with a task that was completely different from the human image of Yeon Si-woo I had seen so far.
A linear method that fills your mind the more you think of that cheeky conglomerate boy.
It’s not a linear method, such as killing all the bastards who are against him, but rather a curved method.
So this is-
Tok-!
It must be the ‘know-how accumulated from a long time ago’ as I said.
The know-how accumulated by a company that managed people and groups through trial and error big and small before me.
A huge system that is still operating inside Baeksan even though such an idiot took the baton.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that my method was completely wrong and Baeksan’s method was the correct answer.
No matter how huge a system Baeksan has built, that was before the zombie apocalypse.
Baeksan’s system, which did not even assume the existence of zombies, can never be a perfect answer at this time when the disaster of zombies is roaming the roads openly.
I can just refer to it.
To borrow Yeon Si-woo’s words, it was a teaching material full of energy for me and Ban-seok, who were ‘babies who couldn’t even crawl out into society’.
“… And- that, and… And… “
A trembling voice, like a goat’s bleating, awakened my thoughts.
Lee Hye-ji, who seemed to have been talking about the first night of the auditorium in Baeksan Town, was repeating only “And” As if it was broken.
Lee Hye-ji’s eyes desperately holding back tears.
The pupils filled with water, as if they would shed tears at any moment, were full of the paper I was holding.
“I, from now on Joe, I could be a little wrong… Hey, my memory is a bit fuzzy…”
Lee Hye-ji carefully opened her mouth and looked up at me with her worldly earnest eyes.
“…”
The longer the time spent in silence while facing her gaze, the more Lee Hye-ji’s anxiety grew.
Pretending not to be her eyes vibrating more violently, she stares at the paper I’m holding and at my face, alternating rapidly.
No, to be precise, it’s not the paper I’m holding—
Took-!
I was watching my hand.
He flicked the paper again with his index finger and lowered the paper he was holding to her thigh.
Took-!
Then, one last time, he flicked the paper with his index finger.
An index finger digging into a quiet pond.
Looking at Lee Hye-ji’s eyes that resembled the ripples, he smiled.
Those eyes were clear evidence that Baeksan’s method was not the only answer.
I’ve survived intact and continued to win with only my own way, the way I’m best at it.
I was able to come this far as the winner of the tutorial called Rock.
I was able to fully have Cha Seol-hee and Cha Ha-yan that I had hoped for.
I quietly stretched out my right hand.
He whispered softly, caressing the breast meat that was still on her cheek.
“It’s okay, just tell me.”
“…”
“Because I judge that.”
This too is just a kind of extension.
An extension of everything I’ve done and could have done to win.
Now what do I look like to her who can’t do anything except shake her breasts?
Beating her, harassing her, humiliating her for reasons that don’t seem just and worthy of her—
Again, praise and caress as if it was like when, and comfort you like now.
“…”
She was confused
Even if I open my mouth to my extensive reading, it is not clear what follows.
Some days I was given half a day for responding slowly to my words, and other days I was patted on the head and praised for doing a good job even though I answered much slower than that day.
Now that confusion has piled up and everything has become unclear.
For her, only one baseline was functioning normally.
In her head, which had been formatted in a kind of format, only one thought survived, and the area continued to expand.
I mean, it doesn’t hurt to follow Hansye’s orders.
Now, only that thought existed in Lee Hye-ji’s head.
“… This, I knew right away as soon as I woke up. It was so dark and so quiet. Most of all, I couldn’t see any of the friends I’d slept with. Just, just… You were too dark.”
Only then did Hyeji Lee’s mouth move again.
Memories that should have been reconnected in the auditorium are reconnected in an unexpected place.
Perhaps it was the aftermath of recalling that absurd fear, but I could clearly feel the stuttering in my tone more than before.
I continued to gently stroke her cheeks without looking at her.
This current situation was not only a kind of extension, but also a kind of training.
There are treasures in the world that you should cherish and cherish for the rest of your life, but there are also things that you use lightly when you need them and then throw them away on the floor.
After practicing how to get treasures like Cha Seol-hee and Cha Ha-yan, now it was time to practice how to get and use things that could be used casually.
I was also in the process of testing how far my exclusive skill specialization, ‘Tyrant on a White Horse’, would work for women.
“… I think I looked for Da-jeong and Seul-ah crying for a long time. Well, even then, as now, her hands and feet were tied, and she couldn’t do anything except call them until her throat was hoarse.”
Just stroking her cheeks and comforting her made it clear that her fears were alleviated.
The change was so clear that I couldn’t help but laugh naturally.
It was only natural that light skinship and warm affection had a calming effect.
But even though I was the subject, the fact that she was calming down was nothing short of comedy.
It was so dumbfounded that she was calming down through me, who had trampled on and molested her whenever she was bored for the past few days.
If I had been Lee Hye-ji, this touch would have been creepy and disgusting enough to make me goosebumps.
Rather, this moment would be more terrifying than the memories of her that she was replaying, but she was calming her mind through me.
You feel fear in me, and at the same time you feel at peace.
This was the power of ‘skill’ and ‘specialization’.
A literal superpower that transcends basic common sense and categories.
Indeed, as ‘The Tyrant on a White Horse’ stated, all my actions in her were provoking her submission to her.
It meant that all of my actions, even violence, were working as positive factors for obedience, even if I didn’t have to figure out Lee Hye-ji’s underlying psychology and carefully attack it.
Are the ‘beaten wives’ you’ve only heard about are this type?
A beaten wife…
It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time.
It couldn’t be a new type of treasure that perfectly satisfies the desire to possess, collect, and dominate.
“…”
However, after examining Lee Hye-ji’s face and body as a whole…
Tsk-!
I couldn’t help but click my tongue full of regret.
If I had seen Lee Hye-ji for the first time in her library, I would have known, but for me, who has already set the baseline for Cha Seol-hee and Cha Ha-yeon, it is just a normal beauty and body.
I want a ‘beauty’ of the type of wife who gets beaten, not just a wife who gets beaten.
Come to think of it, I didn’t really like it when Cha Seol-hee and Cha Ha-yan mercilessly trampled on a woman who passed my standards, as they did to Lee Hye-ji.
… Perhaps one day, the day will come when he will get a woman similar to Lee Hye-ji.
Until then, it wasn’t bad to play with Lee Hye-ji, who is now in my hand, and rehearse her.
Or maybe there is a way to change the treasure you like into a type similar to Hyeji Lee.
For example-
Celebrities who survived Linnea or other tutorial passages.