Chapter 385 – The Honorable One of Chaos.
“Ugh?”
The boy woke up with a tingling pain in his head and the smell of dust blocking his nose. He couldn’t understand what had happened. He must have been talking with the girl. He tried to get up from his seat, but realized that his arms and legs, which seemed to be stuck together, were tightly tied with ropes.
“Has this bastard come to his senses?”
He opened his eyes at the momentary voice and could see the people around him. I couldn’t tell because only the silhouette was glimpsed in the light of the sparsely lit candles.
“Cool! What are you guys?!”
When I opened my mouth with my face to the floor, I coughed in pain as the dust seemed to enter my throat, but when I asked, I heard a man’s voice that seemed disapproving.
“You don’t seem to know the situation yet.”
The boy who heard the sound looked startled and saw Katsy sitting in the only chair. The voice of a man looking down at him with his arms crossed was all too familiar.
“Are you… Oops?!”
As the boy muttered involuntarily, pain came along with his twitching eyebrows.
“This is a cub! What a guard captain can not know?!”
One of the people around him kicked him in the stomach. Like fruits plucked by children’s feet, they roll on the floor and puck! I bumped my back against a pile of boxes. I can’t even curl up or straighten my body due to the pain that came back and forth, so I hear the voice again.
“Tsk, it doesn’t matter. I think it would be more unpleasant for someone to know me like that.”
As expected, the voice was clearly Caitsy, who had a relationship with Leah. But why did he accompany people here and tie himself up? As if to inform him of his question, he got up from his chair, trudged over, and stood in front of him.
“You still don’t know what you did wrong?”
“Ugh, what a sudden sound…”
The boy could not understand at all. What are you talking about? He had just returned to the theater after playing with the girl. There was absolutely nothing that could be said to have done anything.
“Turn it off?!”
But the ensuing pain forced him to scream. It was because he raised his foot and stepped on the boy’s stomach. Just that alone made him feel his stomach and intestines about to burst. Slowly pressing down on his stomach, he struggled with the crushing pain and tried to escape, but his bound limbs wriggled like earthworms, and he could not resist. At this rate, he thought he might really die.
“Kuhup! Heck! Heck!”
His foot receded and the boy could barely breathe. It was when I was busy exhaling because the pain, still vivid, seemed to still weigh down my stomach.
“He’s a guy who really doesn’t even notice. Even though he tried to mess with my daughter.”
“Daughter…?”
Hearing his voice again, the boy forgot the pain and suddenly lifted his head. He couldn’t believe it, but the only thing he could think of was the girl he had just met. Pure white ears and tail, matching white hair and blue eyes. And what does he look like now?
It is a different color reflected by the candlelight, but that does not mean that the original appearance has disappeared anywhere. Caitsy and Raul, whom he met properly for the first time, were obviously very similar to the girl who walked around the city laughing and chatting with him today.
“Are you recognizing now? You’re really disgustingly stupid.”
Although the blue eyes looking down at him were cold as if they would freeze at any moment, unlike the girl’s, the fact that they were similar could not be denied.
“Why?”
It wasn’t that she hadn’t thought of that. The girl was also Caitsy, so he thought he might be the father. She also thought he couldn’t be. If he was really the girl’s father, I instinctively felt that it would be strange to do such a thing with an actress named Leah. She just happened to think she was watching it.
“Why? Are you asking such a thing while being a mediocre errand boy in a theater?”
But the words coming back from him did not solve his doubts.
“How much more did you think you deserved to meet my daughter because you were born as the son of a prostitute without any connections or even a proper family line?”
A cold, harsh voice that sounded like it was stabbing his heart with a huge awl. The boy seemed to have dyed his hair white. His chest was so hot that there was no time to vomit it out. No, it couldn’t be done.
Because he realized with his body that even the slightest movement could kill him. Because he felt miserable how insignificant he was. The fear that penetrates deep into the bones and the longing for survival made it possible to deal with emotions that were difficult to control.
“Tsk, it’s not even worth tinkering with. You guys do it yourself.”
Since he was so stiff, Raul clicked his tongue and left him alone, opened the door, and left this place. But that wasn’t the end.
– Perok!
“Keuk?!”
As he closed the door, a flying foot struck him and rolled him off the box and back into place. And it wasn’t just one foot that kicked him that way. Amidst the countless feet kicking and kicking him from all over the place, the boy recalled his question again.
‘Why?’
That’s right, the ones kicking and beating him now were none other than the people who made him work when he was working at the theater company. Among them, what remained most intensely in his eyes.
‘Why are you here?’
It was a man who was the owner of his mother’s troupe. How many times did they get hit by their feet? One of the kickers let out a heavy breath and opened his mouth.
Hehe, isn’t this enough? I’m going to die like this.”
“Okay, if you’re going to do more, let’s do it later. We’re tired now.”
Then, when those who beat him turned their backs one by one, opened the door and left. It was the man who remained until the end. He sat down in front of the boy and talked.
“Then why did you look at Cattsie without even knowing the subject? It’s good to take care of yourself like your mother, don’t you?”
The boy could only stare at the back of the man as he whispered and left as if mocking. Why? Why? What the hell did he do wrong? What the hell did he do? Even while being beaten, the boy looked back at his mistake, but he couldn’t understand it.
He didn’t do anything like stealing. He never fought, never hit or harassed anyone. It was just that he was imitating the adults, and he was just taking the girl around the streets because he wanted to play with them. But was it so wrong?
Was his mother wrong enough to be insulted for being a slut, that she be beaten up and locked up like this? His mind kept going blank. The boy realized it was anger. He only noticed that he was trying to clear his head like this because he didn’t have the strength to dispel it.
“Why why why!!”
That’s because he’s younger than the adults. Because he was smaller than them. Because he was weaker than them. Because he was nothing better than them. He could neither swing his fist nor be entitled to it.
-Thud! Thud! Thud!
In anger that could not be directed at himself, he repeatedly hit his head against the box behind him. If he didn’t, he felt like his insides would be completely burned to black. How many times had he hit his head against his box?
-Chaengchaejaeng
Momentarily away from that place, the trembling metal sound made the boy move his body and look back at the place. Every time my body touched the cold floor, the places where they hit me were painful, but I endured it and looked back, and there were scissors that were shiny like new. When I heard that I had seen it somewhere, it was sometimes used when cutting cloth. The first thing I did was bite the handle of the scissors with my mouth thinking that I could untangle the rope somehow.
-Chaeeng!
The boy had no choice but to drop the scissors from his mouth again. The moment he bit the scissors, a lot of memories and information that could be called flooded into his head. It was because there was so much information digging into his head as if it were engraved in his head, and his body didn’t have enough energy for a moment. And it all told a story.
“Magic?”
It was definitely magic. He also read magic books several times when he was young and tried to use at least one of the magic there. But is this really the magic he knew? Fortunately, his fingers were not tied, so he drew the runes he had been memorizing.
“‘Hagalaz’.”
The rune was completed, and at the same time as he murmured, the rope, which had not been broken no matter how hard he tried, suddenly and lightly snapped. Feeling free, the boy looked at the scissors again. He didn’t have to pick up the scissors again. His head was telling him that it had already served its purpose.
“‘Hagalaz’.”
– Crisp!
After destroying it, the boy stood in front of the door. He had been beaten so many times just before that, oddly enough, he didn’t feel any pain. Why is it rather lively?
“‘Hagalaz’.”
– Jjaeok!
Maybe it was because I realized. That he was given the right to punch himself.
“Hey, didn’t you just say something?”
“See if the child is struggling inside again.”
“It’s not like that, it’s like something breaking… Huh? What’s wrong with the door?”
The voices coming from outside were definitely those of those who had beaten themselves together with the man. Thinking it was all right, the boy kicked the cracked door open. I could see the wide-eyed men through the door, which flowed down as powder. The moment when they belatedly discover the boy and are surprised.
“‘Hagalaz’.”
Crisp! There were no screams. The boy thought it was warm as the bright red rain that burst out quietly and colored the hallway and poured over him. The candles that should have been lit near them were also extinguished by the crimson rain, but it was okay.
“…That bastard.”
The boy recalled. He saw the figure of the man who had stepped on him. I thought about why he was there when he couldn’t possibly have a relationship. And he recalled. The image of the man who had been talking to him from behind when he broke up with the girl a month ago.
“It was because of him!”
There was no way the girl’s father would know that they were dating unless he said it. The boy made his way down the dark hallway in search of him.
