Chapter 10 – Scar Rate (4)

One.

“You ask what year it is.”

The voice of Scar Rait, who lowered his voice and asked in a whisper, was so frightening.

I’d rather scream like usual. Why are you asking quietly all of a sudden?

If I didn’t answer right away, I felt like Scar Rate would twist my neck like a chicken neck, so I quickly checked the sender’s name.
And when I checked the person who sent me text bombs and endless missed calls, I unknowingly put that name in my mouth.

“Iaris…?”

He was a very unexpected person.
Why did Ia Reese do this? Maybe it’s because I made an appointment and didn’t go? No fuck, does it make sense to send a text message until just now?

The current time is 4:03 PM. And it was 4:02 p.M. When Iaris sent her last text message. Even when I plugged my phone into the charger, Ia Reese sent me a text message.

That moment when I was about to touch the screen to check the contents of the last text Ia Reese sent me.

Kwap!

“Aagh!”

A grip gripped my shoulder so much that a scream came out of my mouth. It literally felt like my shoulder was being crushed.

“Hey, do you see text messages from other girls even though I’m next to you?”
“Wait a minute! Hey, let’s talk about this for now!”
“Let go of that phone! I’ve said it before! Don’t accept anything from any woman other than me!”

Scar Rate broke my shoulder even while shouting that.
Of course, if she had done her best, her shoulder would have disappeared right away, and I would have become a contestant in the world competition.
But through her power control, she was stopping her power just before she hunched my shoulder. She meant that there was still room for negotiation.

No, what kind of negotiation is this, damn it!

This was a threat, not a negotiation.

“Turn it off…! Ah Okay. I’ll let go! I’ll let you go, so stop!”

In the end, I couldn’t overcome the pain and dropped my cell phone, and Scar Rate robbed my phone as swiftly as a cat.

All that was left was for Scar Rate, who had seen the text message from Ia Rhys, to burn my house down in rage, claiming that I was texting with another woman.

Things like that shouldn’t happen. I have billions of loans left, and even if I file a lawsuit against Scar-Late, who has the Leight family as my back, I don’t have any back, so I’ll just go round and round for a long time.

It was an inevitability to face Scar Rate. I had to do it somehow. But what should I do?

I thought I could buy time somehow. Because you haven’t unlocked your phone yet.

“···What is this.”

As expected, Skar Rait frowned at her when he saw the locked phone.
I didn’t have to worry about being caught and forcibly fingerprinted because I only locked it with a password to see if this would happen.

But it was only a matter of time before the lock was lifted.

If an angry ska rate threatens with a gloomy voice, ‘If you don’t want to search, blow your password.’

What to do How can I stop that heinous bitch?

When I was in a critical situation, my head spun quickly. It was like sparks were flying, crackling how fast it was spinning… Wait, sparks?

The word spark reminded me of what happened this morning. Ska rate, who was electrocuted by the white sparks, fainted with a heartfelt climax.

Shall I do it? Shall I make the tide squirt? Wouldn’t it be better to have the Scar Rate culminate rather than have the house burn down?

It was a crazy idea, but for now it seemed like the perfect way to do it.
Even if this method doesn’t work anyway, it’s the same as burning a house. Among the proverbs there is this saying: When in doubt whether to do it or not, do it.

Yes, let’s do it Let’s do it. Let’s mess with the scar rate. You can do it, Paster! Fuck!

“No, this is not it? His password was always this… Oh, that number was created because I asked him to set a password for my birthday. So what? Is it my three size? Ugh…”

Scar Rate turned her back on me and for some reason was burning her desire to win by unlocking my cell phone password.

No, why are you burning your desire to win over something like that?

Well, thanks to that, it became easier to approach, so it was a good thing for me.

I cautiously approached her so that she wouldn’t notice, or even if she noticed, she wouldn’t be wary, and she naturally raised her hand. Then, as if patting each other on the back of her best friends, she stretched out her hand toward her back.

You just need to touch it. Just touch…!

I forgot to even breathe, and focused all my attention on touching the scar rate. Just before her hand touched her back.

Woo woo woo woo!

My phone, which was in Scar Rait’s hand, vibrated. It was a phone call.

“·····Under.”

Scar Rate’s eyes narrowed as she identified her sender. As her eyes narrowed, mine had no choice but to grow round.

Sender – Ia Reese

It was because it was a call from Ia Reese.
No. When Skar Rait calls Ia Lis on my phone, something terrible happens!

······What? Why did I think something terrible was happening? Ia Reese is a normal person. Unlike those mad redheads who ignite.
Of course, as a general standard, I wouldn’t call a person who kept texting me for hours saying he didn’t go to an appointment a normal person.

At least Ia Reese didn’t fuck with me. Rather, she did a good job. She bought me a lot of food and sent me a lot of presents. The wall-mounted TV hanging in the living room was also sent by Ia Reese.
There are occasional flashes of red light, but it was a great TV anyway.

The person who gave me such a TV couldn’t be a bad person.

That’s why Iaris is a good person, but why did I think that the two of them shouldn’t talk.

While I wondered, Ska Layte gave me an uneasy smile. And before she had time to say anything, she answered the phone right away.

‘Hello? Paster? Paster where are you now? It’s fine, right? Isn’t something wrong?’

Ia Reese’s worried voice came from the phone. It was a concern for me. It had been a long time since she had been worried by anyone, so the tip of her nose twitched for no reason.

“What are you talking about, you idiot? Stop pretending to be normal.”

However, that impression was shattered by Skar Rait’s harsh words.
No matter how ska rate the other person was, I couldn’t stand to watch him say shit to a nice person like Ia Reese.

“Hey… Up.”

As soon as I opened my mouth, Skar Rait covered my mouth with his finger. Then she pursed her lips and said to me silently, ‘Be still and listen.’
At the same time, Ia Reese’s voice came from the phone.

‘…Ska Leight, where is Mr. Pastor?’

A low, shrill voice. It was even more hoarse than the last night when she played a prank on me.
Unlike her me, who froze, feeling like her frog in front of her snake, Scar Rait snorted at her and provoked her again.

“Paster? I’m sleeping next to you Shall I wake you up?”

No, what is this bitch talking about?

What Scar Rate said was a lot of misleading bullshit. At least I didn’t want to misunderstand Ia Reese. She was one of the few nice, normal people in my relationships.

Just as she was about to take her lips off Scar-Late’s fingers and shout “No” Loudly enough for Iaris to hear, the phone’s speaker roared loudly! I heard the sound of something breaking.
The sound startled me, and Scar Rate smiled knowingly.

What? What is it really? Wasn’t the reason Scar Rate called Iaris a crazy bitch all this time because she just didn’t like her?
If even Iaris is not a normal person, who should I trust now?

The moment her heart pounded with such anxiety, the atmosphere that seemed about to burst quickly faded and Ia Reese said.

‘No, no. It can’t be. The Paster I know is dead if he’s dead. As long as he’s sane, he’ll never sleep with you. Right? Am I right, scare rate?’
“What, what?”

Contrary to her expectations, Iaris continued her speech and regained her composure. On the contrary, as she listened to her phone call, her face began to blush.
Not because I’m embarrassed or sick. It was red with anger. Her eyes, which had drawn an arc, sharpened again and turned to me.

No, the one who said it was Ia Reese, but why are you angry with me?

Whether or not I put on a look of resentment, Skar Layte twisted her face and put on a look of displeasure.
That look was the look that Scar Raitt thought, ‘I know what Iaris said is true, but she’s too afraid to admit it, so let’s just blame her paster.’

Like it or not, Iaris started her counterattack.

‘Look. Can’t you refute? Even if she thinks about it, she thinks this ridiculous lie was a little too much. Right skar rate? I’ve been talking about that for a long time. Paster, stop bothering me. Everyone is self-employed and self-employed…’
“Shut up! Look at you! I won’t let you go!”

Pop.

“…Scar rate? If you hang up the phone so suddenly…”
“Uuuuu!! Annoying!”

Unable to win over Iaris’s handsome tongue, Ska Rate ended her call and threw her cell phone at me.
She must have thrown it lightly, but according to my standard of an S-class awakened person, it was no different from a rising fastball.

Fuck!

“Ouch!”

The cell phone that flew in a straight line from zero distance hit my forehead as it was, and I fell backwards as it was due to the negligible amount of impact.
As I jumped backwards, Scar Layte pounced like a cat and a wild animal and climbed aboard my boat. And then I started to get angry.

“You, do you really hate sleeping with me? Are you better off dead?”

Scar Layte was so angry that she even had tears in her eyes. I was so angry that I felt like my reasoning was paralyzed.

What the fuck is that all of a sudden a dog question. It might be better than dying, but of course you don’t like it bitch.

I wanted to say that, but I could fully predict what would happen the moment I said that. I lied without even putting saliva on my mouth.

“Wouldn’t it be good, Joe?”