Chapter 168 – #42_Tattoo Girl (3)
One.
All I could do was stare at the heinous tattoo machine while Yoo-chan wandered around her room and prepped her bottom of her.
I heard that tattoos are very painful, but don’t they apply numbing cream or something?
Will I be able to bear the pain?
I feel her limbs her getting cold, like someone on a torture table.
“Ah…Dad… Can you put some… Anesthetic cream on it? It’s scary to have Maria…”
Up until now, Choi Na-ye was by her side her, so she earnestly asked for the baby-uh, which she had minimized, in her mouth her.
As expected, Naye Choi looked at me with her eyes wide open and her tongue short.
Even though I was embarrassed, I couldn’t afford to worry about this or that.
He carefully applied the water-soaked transfer paper to his abdomen her and met my gaze.
“Are you sick already? Look at me Even a cowardly kid like me scribbled on her pussy her, but she barely made a noise about it on her stomach. Or does Maria want to do the same as me?”
“No… That… But… “
Yoo-chan laughed at my crying voice and took out her syringe.
There is a fair amount of clear liquid inside.
“Just kidding, you don’t have to hurt me for no reason.”
“What is it?”
“Anesthetic cream is not a good option. When tattooing, the elasticity of the skin may be lost, so it may not be engraved properly.”
“I’m sorry… “
He stuck a needle into my flesh and carefully pushed the piston in.
Blood flowed back like a haze in the cylinder that had been filled with clear liquid, and the cold drug seeped into the skin.
Yoo-chan said after pouring all the liquid into several places.
“It’s a local anesthetic. Originally, it is considered an illegal medical practice for a tattooist to use anesthetics, but we don’t care, do we?”
What I felt in the midst of this was a shallow relief.
He had already been frightened by the sound of the needle of the motor pen he had proudly held in front of his eyes earlier.
If a tattoo is unavoidable anyway, shouldn’t it be painful at least?
When I opened the water-soaked transfer paper, purple ink was drawing a pattern on the white abdomen.
According to his explanation of his, it is a kind of sketch.
“Now I’m going to draw the lines of the transcribed shape. Coloring will be done with a machine with more needles. Let’s see… It’s going to take a while for something this size. Let me know when you feel the anesthesia wear off.”
“Yes…”
Yu-chan adjusted the height of the chair and sat between my legs.
The black gloves worn to prevent infection are somewhat scary.
“Don’t move and breathe slowly.”
A motor pen that hums as he presses down on the pedal.
After pouring ink into the palette, stepping on the pedal to immerse the needle of the motor pen, the pen sucks up the ink.
As the motor pen soaked in bright fluorescent color ink approached the outline drawn on the transfer paper, I was scared even though I was ready.
Indeed, the moment this needle crosses my body, there is no going back.
There is a stigma to carry with you for the rest of your life.
As I thought so, my body began to shake as if having a seizure.
“Ah, Dad… No… This… I didn’t do that on purpose, ah… Not… “
It was not a vibration that could be solved by fixing the delivery table.
My teeth clashed and I couldn’t even breathe.
Yu-chan put down the pen and sighed deeply.
“If you move like that, the line will be crooked.”
“It’s so… I’m scared… Please watch this… I’ll really do everything else… I don’t like tattoos…”
“Do you hate it that much?”
“Yes…”
“Sorry, but no. Accept it.”
No matter how much I cry and beg, he doesn’t look back.
How does this earnest and desperate look appear to him?
I couldn’t believe that a human being could be so obsessed with another human being.
“You bastard!”
The anger and frustration that had been suppressed for so long were spilling out without my knowledge.
Even knowing it’s dangerous.
Even knowing that this would cause even greater punishment.
Can’t control
The resentment that had built up over the past few weeks had already gotten out of control.
Shaking his body to the point that the delivery table rattles, he shouts at him in a raised voice.
“You really are a person! How could this be! A bastard, a bastard, worse than an animal, die… Just die!”
Of course, he didn’t even bat an eye.
Not once have I been able to break his equaanimity while I’ve been here, and I never will be.
“Rather, you just have to tell me what you want… I do everything you ask… I keep doing my weird hair… I wear clothes, so why do you keep torturing me…”
The explosion was brief.
When I came to my senses, I was crying.
I feel like I’ve cried more than the tears I’ve shed in my whole life.
Sometimes, even when I read a touching book, I spilled it.
Perhaps it was a reaction from the overzealous rage, my thoughts kept flowing.
For example, a passage from a book I read on a peaceful day, or the kind touch of my parents in my faded memories…
“Get some rest and wake up.”
He inserted the syringe Naye had handed him into his bluish vein and injected the drug into it.
I didn’t even have time to ask what this was.
The next time I woke up was 12 hours later.
2.
It felt like I was waking up after closing my eyes for a moment.
“Don’t scratch because it’s itchy, apply ointment from time to time, and unwrap the wrapped wrap after 4 hours.”
I don’t know what drug he injected me with, but when he came to his senses his, everything was over.
When I said that I wanted to see the finished tattoo, he left a message that he would show me the finished product, put me back in the dark, and went back with Naye.
Until the moment he left the door, his eyes were covered with blindfolds, so I couldn’t see the ugly stigma on my body his.
Instead, what I can feel in this commely darkness is,
It was a pain in the lower abdomen that was a constant reminder that something irreversible had already happened.
“Huh… Heh heh… Heh…”
I hate crying.
Crying in sorrow is a sign of weakness.
Being weak means you can’t live alone.
Throughout my life, I used to keep my mouth shut no matter how difficult things were.
I thought that if someone else heard my unsightly sobs, I showed them my weakness.
But now I didn’t even have time to think about it.
Despair as deep as the darkness in this room changes even people’s usual appearances.
“Mom and dad…”
Come to think of it, it’s my parents’ anniversary.
I never missed a visit.
How upset would you be if you saw me like this from the sky?
As I thought so, the tear glands that I thought had already dried up burst again.
– Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!
Originally, Yoo-chan left nothing to measure the time, but this time he left behind a timer that beeped every 4 hours.
It must mean to check the time and wash and take care of the tattooed belly.
I headed to the bathroom, carefully washed the wound and applied ointment.
How the hell would that be?
Among the countless thoughts whispering nonstop in my head, not a single one was hopeful.
Now I am stuck in that hell.
3.
Yu-chan is back.
Judging by the beep sound, it was 56 hours later.
In the mirror he held out, I could see for the first time the changes in my body that had taken place during my fainting.
“It went pretty well. Isn’t Maria happy too?”
I did n’t have time to answer his words his.
It’s because you’re in shock.
When I saw the design, and when I saw the transferred ink that was placed on my stomach.
To some extent, I was envisioning the result in my head.
However, this was a vulgar and lewd tattoo beyond imagination.
The lower abdomen below the navel was plastered with the vulgar tattoo, and a heart shape was embedded in the center.
Shaded in riotous pinks and purples, they shimmer as if illuminated by bright lights.
“Ugh… Ugh… !”
I couldn’t stand it any longer.
I didn’t eat anything, so I spilled my voice on the floor.
My head seemed to be spinning.
“Remember this every time you see this tattoo. Who did you run into? Will it be difficult to wear cropped tees in the summer?”
He calmly patted me on the back and sat me down on the bed.
After forcibly straightening her body, which is trying to shrink from the flowing tears, she carefully examines her stomach her.
“But you didn’t like having scars, did you? Well taken care of.”
The sound of something breaking was heard.
It was the virtue of patience that barely sustained me. She screamed and ran at him.
I will strangle you and kill you!
The first serious murderous intent in my life was more violent than I expected, and I couldn’t control it at the moment.
“You’re full of energy since morning.”
Of course, anger does not overcome the overwhelming difference in physical and physical strength.
Like an uncle playing with his nephew his, he overpowered my lunges and threw me onto the bed.
It was only once.
The number of times she was able to forget all circumstances and circumstances and rush at the vicious man.
Feeling my helplessness once again, I had no strength left to fight back.
As I stared blankly at him as he took out his lunch box, I felt like I was going to cry again.
I don’t want to cry anymore
I don’t want to show him such a weak side.
The last will I had left was an arrogance born of hostility.
“Please send me home.”
“You know you can’t.”
“I will take revenge. I will return to you all the terrible things you did to me.”
“I watched it once because I thought the shock could be great. Climbing any higher than this is unforgivable.”
A large hand caresses his cheek her.
It was a friendly touch that stemmed from the conviction that you belonged to me and could not cause any damage to myself.
I bit his finger her with all my might, like a person with a medicine sticking out.
I could feel my teeth digging into my flesh and blood rushing out of my mouth.
It was maximum resistance.
It was a warning not to view me as a compliant toy.
However, Yu-chan did not even try to remove his hand from her and frown at his pain from her.
Doesn’t this hurt? Blood is flowing like this…
“Do more. Why don’t you use more force and cut off your finger?”
The deep crimson taste dances in your mouth.
While feeling disgusting even on an empty stomach, he calmly provoked.
“Try it.”
My heart is crushed by the menacing voice.
The power in my chin was about to drain without my knowledge.
What will this work cost? What other cruel punishment will plunge me into the pit of misery?
It’s impossible.
Threatening this man is impossible for me.
As soon as I realized that, I secretly spit out his finger.
The bitter taste of iron floods the back of your throat.
“If you can’t finish, don’t even start.”
The bright red tooth marks and bluish bruises on his thumb looked painful to look at, but he casually brushed away the blood and spittle in his hands.
Now is the time to get paid.
As much as I made sure to express my will to him, I should take care of the aftermath.
“Come on.”
“No.”
“You said Irio.”
“No!”
Yoo-chan put on an incomprehensible expression in his stubborn refusal, and then he sat close to me.
Let’s be brave
Let’s protect our dignity as human beings even now.
Even if it ends in death…
“Uh?”
From the moment I bit his finger, I was prepared for the most terrible punishment.
However, what Yu-chan did was different from anything I could have imagined.
He embraced me with a very kind and careful hand.
He stroked his hair and comforted his shoulder her, which had become hard from tension.
“It was very difficult.”
“What… Is your intention?”
“To make it easier for you today. Don’t you like it?”
Of course, there is no chin to like.
To the subject who has proudly done all sorts of terrible things up until now, to give her a hug and make her day comfortable?
I immediately hit him in the chest and tried to push him away.
But as soon as I put my hand on his chest his, my strength his slipped away.
The resolution that was barely established collapsed.
It is collapsing more fleetingly than a sand castle in front of the waves.
“Let’s wash up first and then go for a walk.”
“Walk?”
“Yes, I can let you look around the inside of the mansion or the garden.”
You want to get me out of this damn place?
I knew his intentions were never good.
He was not weakened by my resistance, nor did he become sympathetic.
He is just using carrots among carrots and sticks as part of his teaching assistantship.
I know, but I can’t stop
I can’t deny the relief and warmth that spreads like poison in my body.
The only peace I had left was his mercy.
