Chapter 153 – Is the Fox an Animal That Mesmerizes People?
“…First of all, there are four owners of masks officially recorded in Korea.
Number 1 is the man who acquired the mask from another country, Choi Woo-joo, 22 years old… He is the master.
Number 2 is Kim Hyun-soo, 32 years old, who we captured in the countryside, and has a record of sexual assault.”
“No. 3 is the pig who tried to rape Miho at school, and No. 4 was caught this time?”
“The owner of No. 4 is… Cho Min-bae, 55 years old, a scum who raped his own daughter, who was 9 years old at the time.
“I don’t know how or where the person who was released from prison last month got the mask… Ha…”
Noah’s irritated sigh echoed throughout the Korean branch office.
While sipping coffee from an already cold paper cup, I waved the documents Noah gave me.
A wad of paper with profiles of the pig and two other men I caught at school a week ago.
I put down my coffee cup as I read about their terrible past even before they got the mask.
“The owners are all held here, what happened to the mask and the saints?”
“It looks like No. 2 hasn’t been able to create a saint yet, and No. 4’s saint has been captured.
And the masks of those two were sealed well in the isolation room as the master said.”
I nod at Noah’s report, get up from the chair, and then turn my head.
The moon and stars are playing games on a computer in the corner of the office.
I approach the twins who are frantically concentrating on the monitor and stroke their heads.
“Are you having fun? I’ll come back after we talk for a bit, so just hang out until then.”
“… By the way, what kind of story… Stop it and play a game with us.”
“Dal-unnie, you look like you’re in a hurry to sleep rather than playing games… Are you okay, oppa?”
The worry buried somewhere in Dal-i’s usually prickly voice.
Byeol, who had been spouting nonsense, held my hand and sincerely asked me how I was doing.
In response to the twins’ concerns, he pats their heads again without saying anything and turns his back on them.
I haven’t slept in two days already, so it’s natural for Moon and Byeol to be worried.
However, for the past week or so, I have been unable to sleep due to an unknown anxiety.
When I close my eyes to take a nap, I remember what happened in the parking lot.
A puddle of blood from a woman who had been stepped on, and a man dead with his eyes open in the driver’s seat.
Miho begged with a bruised face to be saved from under the pig’s knife.
This wasn’t the first time I’d seen someone seriously injured or dead.
Because I saw Harumu’s mother and brother who were shot in the head and killed in Japan.
I was shocked back then, but I don’t think it was to this extent. What was it?
The answer to the question I asked myself was predetermined.
I was looking at myself over the image of the pig that went on a rampage as soon as it lost its mask.
Unable to control his desires, he attacks Hye-mi, who is crying out for help, and eventually kills her.
Even though I know that I, who have vast desires unlike ordinary owners, can’t do that,
I was afraid to fall asleep because I couldn’t shake the sight that came to mind whenever I closed my eyes.
It was only for a moment, but I guess I, who tried to kill that man, actually crossed the line of life.
Since I had already gone crazy, lost to desire, and enjoyed dominating everyone, I actually…
Isn’t it no different from these people in the documents?
Actually, if I didn’t have a mask, I would have sacrificed everyone to have them…
“…Ugh…!!”
I feel sick from the stinging thoughts that are tormenting my mind.
My breathing becomes short from the pain of small fragments of memories being lodged in my brain.
He loses his strength and falls to the floor, spitting out nothing but nausea.
“───!!”
Noah, startled, ran over and hugged me and shouted something,
Her voice is not reaching and is turning into an uncomfortable noise.
“──Innim?! Come to your senses… Ugh…?!”
“Haa…! Haa…!! I’m sorry… I’m really sorry…”
The tinnitus ringing in my ears made me push Noah away.
She shakes her head at Noah, who is looking up at me with her shaking eyes.
I don’t know why I’m doing this. She didn’t mean to push Noah, but why…
Her trembling has subsided, and with her hand, she sweeps her face, which is now covered in cold sweat.
The pounding sound in my eardrums gradually subsided, and a small voice was heard in the gap.
“Brother.”
“…”
It was a star.
She shakes her head at her younger sister, who is worried about me with a much more serious expression than before.
Then, without saying a word, he took the cigarettes from her desk and stormed out of the office.
Fuck, we need to destroy all those masks as quickly as possible.
Before I go completely crazy, before I kill everyone.
You must find that red-haired woman and beat her to death.
“Oppa, oppa! Mr. Lee… Why are you doing that… Noah, are you okay…?”
“I’m fine, so don’t worry. The moon and star were surprised too, right?
The owner probably didn’t do it on purpose either. Obviously because of what happened that day…
You must have lost a lot of nerve. Since you experienced that right in front of you…”
“Ha, these days, not only do we talk, but we also avoid all contact with the saintly sisters.
Noah stayed with her brother for two days, right? “Brother… Do you want her sister to ask you a favor?”
“No, I thought you would ask me for sex too… But not once in two days…”
“…You haven’t done any sexual treatment, so you’re saying the strongest desire within you is being suppressed…?
How stressed have you been… Hey, Choi Byeol! “You did something for your brother separately…”
“…”
“Byul? Choi Byul? Why is he like this again?”
“…Brother…”
“…I was sorry earlier.”
“No, it’s really okay, so there’s no need to apologize.”
She smoked a cigarette on the balcony and on her way in, she bumped into Noah, who was standing at the door.
As soon as our eyes met, Noah immediately shook his head and smiled at the apology he offered.
She immediately changed the topic as if nothing had happened.
“It’s not just Korea that has seen a sudden surge in the number of masks. China, the U.S., Germany and Australia.
Headquarters is having a hard time because the number of owners from all over the world has increased in just one week.
So, you said you wanted to meet the master… Who promised us friendly cooperation?”
It was Noah’s consideration to pour out information to prevent me from having negative thoughts.
“…It doesn’t matter, the way things are, your higher-ups have no choice but to find me.
“I already have something to show those people, so I asked them to seal the masks.”
Noah walks down the aisle with her, naturally joining in on her conversation.
What was already happening on a global scale could not have increased only in Korea.
It was natural for the top of this organization to look for me in an overseas country that would have been similarly chaotic.
The owner of the mask possesses all kinds of anomalies and has a friendly attitude and even promises cooperation.
Because I know more about masks than the organization I have been fighting for my entire life, and I am the clue to solving this situation.
“So? When do people who want to meet me come?”
“Tomorrow.”
I plan to break No. 2 and No. 4’s masks in front of them.
There is nothing else that can give you as much trust as that.
If you can get the organization’s power, information, and cooperation, the mask and that woman…
“…Anyway, you’re saying you’ll have free time until tomorrow? Then I’ll…”
“Are you planning on meeting No. 2 or No. 4?”
“…Is that okay? If possible, I’d like to talk to No. 4.”
“…It’s been three days since No. 4 picked up the mask, and he’s already out of his mind.
Owners who have crossed the life line only respond honestly to their desires.
“Even if you are restrained, meeting No. 4 is dangerous for your master.”
“Then what about meeting the Saint No. 4 that you captured alive? Is that okay?”
“Yes, I think that’s quite possible. Because that’s what the master wants!”
Noah organizes the documents he was holding, takes out his cell phone, and starts talking to someone.
After getting into the elevator after her, I lean my head against the wall and wait.
The elevator that went down from the high floor to the basement in an instant stopped.
“Master, come here.”
Following Noah’s hand gestures, I pass through a bright glass door in a dark hallway.
“Ah, Mr. Noah! The meeting with Saint No. 4 is ready.
“The restraint is secure, so the owner can rest assured…”
“Thank you.”
I pass by researcher Shindo, who calls me master and treats me kindly.
I didn’t feel like talking to anyone right now. If so, just like before…
I stand in front of the tightly closed iron door, trying my best to keep my senses as my nerves become more sensitive.
As I stood in front of the machine with all the high-tech locks hanging,
There was a clanking sound and the strong, fortress-like gate slowly opened.
Inside, I saw a woman wearing a pure white straitjacket and a bunch of devices.
She was a woman with sparkling jade green eyes in a completely white room.
I walk towards the saintess who is glaring at me and sit down in front of her.
“…Hello, Hae-rin Jo.”
“…Are you a ‘master’ like my dad? That’s interesting, yo…”
No. 4, the true identity of the crazy woman who raped her own daughter is her daughter.
She was once again a defiled, brainwashed daughter at the hands of her father who was released from prison.
She smiled slightly as she called out her name, which she had seen in the documents beforehand.
“Are you caught here too? What about the saint?”
“…I’m going to ask the questions, so just keep quiet, Hae-rin.”
“…Uh, yes.”
The saintess, who was so excited to meet someone like her father and owner, closes her mouth.
With a bit of desire in his voice, he could easily put aside his previous master’s dominance.
“…Mr. Hae-rin, are you───”
After that, she asked the saint many questions.
How did she meet her father after he was released from prison, and was there anything that changed that you noticed in her?
Has your father ever told you about a woman with red hair?
But there was no plausible information.
“Of course, when I was young, I hated and was scared of my dad, and I was like that three days ago too.
But my dad put that mask on me and my world changed. I was ecstatic…
My dad’s forearms are great, and the curse words he says to me are starting to sound like compliments.
Every time you hit my face with that fist, my pussy gets horny…♡ It’s so good…!”
“Stop, it’s okay to stop talking…”
I stand up with a headache that has gotten worse without any promising results.
Nausea comes out from the fear, anxiety, and disgust that I thought had subsided.
I couldn’t bear the dizziness and ran out of the isolation room.
“Master?! Master, are you okay───”
I can’t look at Noah.
Now, when I look at her, the same fresh blood I saw in her parking lot catches my eye.
My breathing becomes shorter and my body trembles from the cold feeling that moves under my skin.
Pathetically, I ran away, leaving behind my saintess who was yelling something.
I run down the long corridor endlessly and run again to catch the elevator.
And it didn’t matter what floor you were on, just press any button and crouch down in the corner.
PTSD, is this something I’ve only heard about?
I became weak.
Now I regret picking up the mask, and I hate myself for letting go of my desires for the saints.
I was so anxious that I felt like I was going crazy, and I was scared of the blood splashing in front of my eyes, so I became weak.
This is why I’m no better than that pig…
Ding dong──
The elevator finally reached somewhere and rang its bell.
The head is naturally lifted to that clear and pure sound.
In front of the elevator door that slowly opened with a guidance voice…
“Are you okay.”
“…Harumu.”
There was Harumu, who gave me a hug as I squatted down with a kind smile.
Purple-colored eyes, long white hair, and fox ears perking up on top of the head.
Multiple soft, fluffy tails hugging me with her arms.
Harumu looks similar to the fox saint we saw at the school festival earlier.
She took me into her own arms and stroked my hair with her soft, warm hands.
“…It’s okay now. I’m always by your side.”
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