## Chapter 6 – Crushing Yujin, the School Idol’s Pride (2)
“It doesn’t matter. It’s not like that’s important anyway.”
I tried to sound as calm as possible, hoping I didn’t betray any emotion. But Yujin seemed to notice my wavering, and her previously subdued demeanor shifted slightly. She seemed to regain a bit of confidence.
Of course, Yujin wasn’t stupid. She clearly knew I was in a position to kill her at any moment, and she quickly composed herself.
But the look on her face, which seemed to say, “I want to kill you, but I can’t right now, so I’ll pretend to be calm,” was worse than saying nothing at all.
Yujin had lived almost her entire life being admired by others, treated like the main character wherever she went.
So maybe this was the first time she’d ever had to control her expressions.
Still, I never imagined she’d cling to her pride so stubbornly, even with a knife at her throat.
“Ha.”
I scoffed at Yujin. It seemed I wasn’t the only one in this room who was crazy. Yujin was just as insane, but in a different way.
But Yujin was wrong. I wasn’t wavering because I was afraid of going to jail or didn’t have the guts to commit a crime.
I was just momentarily thrown by the thought: what’s the point of making someone who doesn’t even know my name acknowledge my innocence?
I shook off the useless thought. No point? Then why did I bother with a trial that I was sure to lose? Stop thinking. Now is the time to mess with Yujin. But I need to mess with her mind, not her body.
“We don’t need to talk for long. We both hate seeing each other’s faces anyway.”
Yujin didn’t say anything, but I could tell what she wanted to say just by looking at her eyes. She had an attitude that dared me to say whatever I wanted.
“Let’s get straight to the point. Agreed?”
Yujin nodded, even though she was afraid of me.
“Good. But, before that…”
I pressed Yujin’s face into the pillow with all my might and raised my fist again, punching her in the stomach this time. It was different from before.
Before, I had punched her to establish a clear hierarchy by inflicting moderate pain, but this time, I just hit her hard.
My fist landed squarely on Yujin’s lower abdomen.
“Ugh!”
Yujin screamed.
Feeling a sadistic pleasure, I raised my fist to hit Yujin again, but then I lowered it.
People quickly get used to pain. Especially physical pain. Pain that doesn’t instill fear but only breeds familiarity and defiance is inefficient.
Of course, if I hit her harder, if I swung my fist hard enough to make Yujin feel like her life was in danger, I could instill fear in her beyond just pain, but that would be a bad move.
If Yujin had any injuries, her mother or friends would immediately suspect me.
Yujin isn’t the only demon I have to deal with. If the remaining three demons thought that ruining Yujin would allow them to eliminate me, who poses a threat to them, they wouldn’t hesitate to do so.
They were that kind of group from the start. They weren’t really friends, just people who hung out together because they benefited from each other.
Yujin, who had been struggling on the bed, gradually calmed down. I slowly lowered the pillow. I could see the fear in Yujin’s eyes again, fear that had disappeared when she sensed my hesitation and tried to look down on me.
No, it wasn’t fear of me, but fear of the situation. If the situation were different, Yujin wouldn’t be afraid of me at all. Then I just need to forcibly create that situation. That’s why I came here.
To do that, I picked up my bag and dumped its contents over Yujin’s head. Cable ties and duct tape fell onto Yujin’s head. And finally, a high-definition camera fell down and tapped her head.
Yujin was quick to assess the situation. She knew why I had brought the camera and seemed to feel humiliation beyond fear… no, she forgot even the fear of dying and glared at me.
My right hand twitched. Yujin thought I was going to hit her again and squeezed her eyes shut, but when she waited and waited and there was no pain, she slowly opened her eyes.
Just as Nayeon had slapped Yujin, I wanted to slap Yujin too, but that was something I absolutely couldn’t do. I couldn’t leave a mark on her face, no matter what.
If Yujin, the school idol, showed up with a bruised face, the rumor would spread to every class before first period was over.
When I stood still, Yujin grabbed the cable ties and started tying her own wrists, without me even telling her to.
Of course, it wasn’t because she was terrified and obedient. Looking closely, I could see that she was deliberately tying them loosely. Even in this situation, she wasn’t afraid but was looking for an opportunity. In a way, she was really something.
I grabbed the cable ties on Yujin’s wrists to tighten them, but then I stopped and straightened my upper body.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to yet.”
I gently lifted the pillow that had been pressing on Yujin’s face and moved it aside. Then I lifted my lower body, which had been pinning her pelvis to prevent her from escaping, and stood next to the bed.
I put the camera on the table. I carefully adjusted its position so that Yujin’s face would be clearly visible. While I had my back to her, Yujin just lay still. She didn’t even try to grab the kitchen knife I had left by her head and resist.
She was so calm that it was hard to believe she was someone who had suddenly faced a life-threatening situation while sleeping soundly. Maybe it was Yujin’s unique, strong pride that made it possible.
After finishing the preparations, I turned back around. I looked down at Yujin and asked.
“Do you have any idea why I came here?”
Yujin laughed in disbelief at my words. Yujin stared blankly at the cable ties and duct tape that had fallen onto the blanket, then turned her head to look at the camera lens that was filming her face. Then she raised her head and looked at my face.
A look full of disgust.
Doesn’t she even feel the need to control her expression anymore?
It doesn’t matter. It’s not like I came here to win Yujin over anyway.
I pressed the record button on the camera and sat down in the chair. Yujin seemed to hate me looking down at her, so she straightened her upper body and leaned against the wall. Her pajamas shifted, and her huge breasts were thrust forward in front of me.
“Withdraw the charges. Tell people in front of everyone that you falsely accused me.”
“Do you have to say it? Can’t you just force me?”
Yujin said, pointing to the camera with her chin.
It was an extremely realistic point. I had sneaked in at night and held a knife to her throat. I had already committed several crimes that were worse than sexual assault. So what was the point of all this now?
But I didn’t care about what was realistic. More than anything, it was important for me to have my innocence recognized by the world. So I ignored Yujin’s words and continued.
“If you admit it, it ends here. I won’t do anything else. I’ll leave.”
I knew that any evidence obtained in this situation would be useless in court. But it didn’t matter. The verdict I wanted wasn’t the verdict of this country’s courts, which had long since lost justice and truth, but the verdict of the world.
“You won’t do anything? You’re innocent?”
Yujin looked at me with a sneer, as if she thought it was a lie that even a child wouldn’t believe.
Crazy bitch. How can she afford to laugh at others in this situation? But it’s actually good for me.
There’s no point in forcing a confession of innocence from someone who’s trembling with fear. What I want is her sincerity.
“If you admit it, I’ll admit the crimes I committed too. But I’ll only admit the crimes I committed. So you admit it too, the truth. Admit that I didn’t touch anyone.”
Yujin was silent. She crossed her arms and seemed to be deep in thought. Her large breasts, resting on her arms, rose and fell slightly with each breath she took.
Then, finally, as if she had finished thinking, Yujin turned her gaze to me.
I couldn’t even sit still in my chair, filled with the expectation that I would finally hear those words from Yujin, the words I had longed for for so long: “You’re innocent, we just falsely accused you.”
And so, when my butt was slightly lifted off the chair seat, filled with anticipation, when my upper body leaned forward as if to embrace Yujin,
Yujin opened her mouth.
Ptooey!
What flew at my face, which was even smiling in anticipation, wasn’t the truth of the incident, but dirty spit. The spit that landed on my cheek ran down and touched my lips. The smile disappeared.
“You pervert! You Korean pig! You disgusting bastard! What? The truth? You sneaked in at night, threatened me with a knife, and now you’re talking about the truth? The truth is that you’re even worse than a pervert! Who do you think you’re fooling? You think I’ll give in just because you’re threatening me? Go ahead! Try to do whatever you want with me!”
