Chapter 33 – Episode 33 – Psychopath Song Eun-Hye (1)

“What are you doing here?”

Song Eun-hye, who seemed quite angry somewhere, strode towards me. According to her today she seemed to be good at expressing emotions for a girl who has no emotions.

Why are you making such a sudden rush as if you are sick somewhere? Is it your period day…

“And you…”

Perhaps she discovered it belatedly, Song Eun-hye wrinkled her eyebrows as she looked at Jeong Yeon-jung, who was holding the blade.

Jeong Yeon-jung, who seemed to be happy with her expression, responded to Song Eun-hye with a sly smile that made her gloomy face even more evil.

“Hehe, in return for saving me on the subway, I guess I was asked out on a date, right? It’s too bad, but I already ate this slut Ada.”

Sometimes you say you’re not sympathetic… By the way, why do the women in this world think I’m Ada?

My sympathy is Min Eun-jung, that bitch has already stolen it. Like her red haired thief bitch.

“… What?”

It seems that she was taken aback by Jeong Yeon-jung’s sudden and bizarre words, but Song Eun-hye’s mysterious expressionless expression was broken.

Seizing it, Jeong Yeon-jung dropped me roughly on her floor and raised her finger proudly.

“When I put you on the fucking floor and hit you with a mating press, you cried and shook your back?”
“… You. I think you’re mistaken now, but I’m with him…”
“Ah, the crotch getting so fucking sticky, Mr. Baal, I want to do it again. Hey wake up Let’s do it here.’
“…”

Song Eun-hye’s expression, broken by her embarrassment, grew darker. Her face looked like she was going to spit out something at any moment. I held my breath and stepped back slightly.

Getting close to a bomb that looks like it’s going to explode at any moment is like an idiot. I quickly sneaked into the motel.

‘But now that I think about it, wouldn’t this be an opportunity instead?’

Yet again. He is approaching Song Eun-hye with the pretext of saving her. This time with compassionate action.

I already know that she is weak in her keyword of ‘her younger brother’. If you don’t know if it’s her once, if you become her second, you can seduce her without making her mistakes.

‘Great. Let’s do it right now.’

I jumped up from my seat, banged my butt, brushed off the dust, and hung my head for a moment. Relax your eyes

‘Sad thoughts, sad thoughts… Think back to when her mother died… Okay, my nose is twitching, the reaction is already coming.’

Just like that, she lifted her head and tried to check Song Eun-hye’s reaction.

All of a sudden, things were happening all at once.

“Uh?”

Song Eun-hye suddenly took her handkerchief out of her pocket, and she wrapped it around her fist. Disappearing along with the sound, she came right in front of Jeong Yeon-jeong.

To be precise, it is the sound of an object as strong as steel hitting the flesh. This is a familiar sound I often heard when I was active in the mafia, so I know it well even if I don’t like it.

“ㄲ, turn it off…”

One shot was enough. Song Eun-hye’s movements were so fast that her normal eyes couldn’t catch them.

She didn’t even have her specialized training compared to her, just her superhuman Jeong Yeon-jung was knocked down by one of her fists.

‘Didn’t you knock her down by punching her in the face before she could activate her inherent ability?’

Certainly, her unique ability, [Crying Ghost Bride], Is a unique ability that must be transformed to activate.

If a physical attack can’t reach her after transformation, she just needs to stab her with a strong and fast attack before that. Indeed, a B-class hero.

‘This is why I am not fighting this woman head-on. Crazy superhumans.’

As you can see, being a hero doesn’t mean you have the right to hit civilians.

Unaware that Jeong Yeon-jung is a superhuman with unique abilities, Song Eun-hye, that crazy woman, made her look like that by blowing her bamboo sticks first because she made her go bad.

‘Of course, it could be that he was branded as a criminal because he openly said that he raped me, but…’

That said, there is no reason to punch like that. He’s obviously doing that because he’s pissed off.

Have no feelings? You’re funny You came out completely emotional.

“You!”
“N-yes… ?”
“Follow me right away.”

In the midst of cursing Song Eun-hye in her heart, when she pointed at me, I was startled and stammered at her words, shaking her body slightly.

I don’t know why he’s suddenly showing such bloated interest in me… Song Eun-hye, a psychopath, seemed interested in me now.

Although the attitude of ‘today’ has changed drastically… What is the reason?

“Hurry.”

Song Eun-hye grabbed my hand and pulled me. With an improbable force from her thin arms, I pulled my tiny body into the room I was just about to enter.

“Uh huh?”

I was dragged inside with a dumb noise and thrown away. When I looked back, the figure of Jeong Yeon-jung, who had collapsed, had disappeared before I knew it.

***

To me, human emotions are kind of expendable.

As we go through life, we inevitably form human relationships. Whether it’s friends or family…

Human beings make these relationships and consume emotions. It is to throw away the limited and irretrievable things such as joy, sorrow, and anger.

‘Whoa…’

I was emotionally drained by what happened to my brother a few years ago.

When I was in high school, my younger brother whom I raised on behalf of my deceased parents.

On her way back from the playground, she was caught by a villain, brutally raped, and then murdered.

As soon as he saw his younger brother’s corpse, neglected as if it were an exhibition, indescribable anger-and sadness became the fuel and burned his whole body.

‘And, I ended up getting this.’

I suddenly awakened my ability, just like burning fuel leaves residue.

As if I were making an excuse for my younger brother who couldn’t protect it, I used my manifested ability to brutally beat and kill the villains.

Yeah, like that crazy bitch who punched a thrush earlier.

‘I thought I had exhausted all my emotions.’

After avenging my brother, I could no longer use my emotions in human relationships. It was because he had already used up all the consumables he needed to use for the rest of his life.

But, why? Looking at the little boy’s face again, I could feel the exhausted emotions rekindled.

‘Why?’

Has it been a day since you met this kid? I don’t know your name or where you live. I don’t know my hobbies, and I don’t know why she asked me out on a date.

But- I can’t stand the jump in my heart rate today. It feels like pouring cool water into my heart like a dry earth.

First time, I wasn’t interested. Looking at the second and third… Have you changed your mind?

‘I need to find out right away.’

You can roughly lock it in a room and open it up, but in the process, he assaulted an unnecessary woman, but that is the lawyer’s job.

So I roughly set up an unmanned motel room at the desk and threw the boy into the bedroom.

The soft bed received him without shock.

“Kek!”

He seems to be in pain, but he is taking a long breath. Is it because he was tormented by that woman earlier? Something seemed a little weak.

“… Tsk.”

Again, again! Unnecessary emotions flow out. Sympathy, he probably has nothing to do with me.

“Come here.”

I climbed onto the bed to interrogate him. Let’s get closer Something smelled of it.

Although a bit cheesy… A strangely fragrant smell, it must feel strange, but should I say that it makes me feel better?

Did you spray some perfume on it? Anyway, it smells good. Yep, good

‘Write, heuuuuu… Is this why he looks different today?’

It seems that people say that a single smell can change their impression, but how can I explain that my emotions that died because of a single perfume were revived?

If that was the case, it would have changed a long time ago.

“What is your name.”
“This, Ivan- Sergeyevich Ivanots…”

Heuh, as expected, heuh, from a foreign country, heuh, it is. I knew that even if I pretended. I don’t think they are of mixed blood, but hehe… You speak Korean very well.

‘The smart thing reminds me of Eugene.’

My heart pounded again, and I felt like I couldn’t keep my spirits up because of my fluttering chest.

“I-over there… ?”
“Well.”

Ivan Sergeyevich Ivanots, the name is too long. Yes, my ‘Iban’ muttered something uncomfortable about me being like this and touched it with his hand.

Just like Yujin who whined that she was scared at night. Yes, like Song Yujin.

“Eugene.”
“Yes?”
“Song Yujin, come here.”
“Now, wait… This is too sooner than expected…”

Dyeing my hair golden, whooooo… Eugene, who smelled good, was helplessly embraced by me.

In the past, I struggled because it was frustrating when I hugged him like this, but for some reason, he was quiet today.

Is it because I played outside too much? Yes, I guess. So it was handed over to me.

“Eugene.”
“Ah, no, I’m not Eugene…”
“Would you like to play a fun game with your sister? How about playing house after a long time?”
“… Yeah? No, wait a minute, are you looking at me as a younger brother?”

When I was young, so it must have been around when I was in high school. Anyway, Eugene at that time liked to play house with me.

I am the mother, and Eugene liked to play the role of her father.

“Then, Eugene is the father. Got it? My sister will be my mother. Mom.”
“Hey, fuck it, if you’re going to get mental illness, you have to be fine. What kind of dog-like bullying is this?”
“… Are you talking back to your heavenly wife right now?”

It’s embarrassing, no matter how much I play house, but now I’m a wife. I raised the palm of her hand and slapped Eugene hard on the cheek.

“Aagh!”

It hurts my heart very much, but I have to discipline myself. The future Eugene will also become someone’s husband.

‘Wait, someone’s?’

Eugene is are you getting married? With who? Eugene is still young. She is still far from getting married.

And, obviously! Eugene said she would marry me.

‘Oh, then that means Eugene’s wife is me.’

That said, Eugene… You have to listen to my words, the words of a heavenly wife.

Yes, it should be

“Eugene.”
“Hee, hee! Ah, I get it. I’ll listen carefully! At the time. Don’t hit me…”

Now It shows the right attitude. It’s wonderful. Our Eugene.

“Take it off.”
“Yes?”
“Take it off, right now.”

If I were a wife, I had to tell my husband, and I muttered her order.