Picked Up a Mask That Converts Any Woman Into a Brainwashed Creature. 162

Chapter 162 – It Doesn’t Matter

“Mom?!”

I run through the front door and into the house, forgetting to take off my shoes.
Strange air enters my sweat-soaked t-shirt, chilling my body.

My anxiety is growing in a quiet house with no response to my calls.

“Owner, it’s okay if it’s just for a moment, so calm down! There were no signs of intrusion from outside!!”

Isabelle came in after me and grabbed my shoulder, letting out her rasping breath.

Isabelle, with a worried expression, was looking down at my wounded leg.
The blood was not only soaking the bandages that had been wrapped, it was also soaking my pants.

The woman who was holding her shoulder tightly loosens her grip and whispers a small, ‘Please…’

“…Get well.”
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She takes Byeol, who has turned into a mask, from her arms and mutters softly.

The throbbing pain and bleeding that subsides as soon as the erupting purple waves touch it.
He removes her bandages to show her healed wounds and nods her head at Isabelle.

Because I can’t show her hurt to mom and dad.

The anxiety was still there, but I decided to stay calm because it was okay at least a little bit.
Because you can’t look like you’re all hurt and ready to cry at any moment.
It was obvious that her parents would be worried, so she calmed her panting breath and slowly raised her head.

Anytime, anywhere.

Erdanis can transform any human being into a saint regardless of time and place.
What she said was light, almost joking, but it was a clear warning.

If something happens, don’t be surprised and prepare to deal with it right away.

A kitchen where there is only the sound of dripping water in the sink,
A living room with the lights and TV turned off and a bathroom that is quiet despite knocking.
Now all that was left was the master bedroom, the room where mom and dad stayed together.

Likewise, I stand in front of the door that is tightly closed and emits only silence.
I don’t know how many times, but she takes another deep breath and grabs the doorknob.

Squeak─

I step behind the door that opens with the sound of metal hinges.

Even though the clouds obscured it, the curtain once again blocked the bright sun.
I saw my mother quietly closing her eyes on the bed below her.

“…Mom?”

Walking towards her mother, who is asleep and quietly exhaling her breath.

He carefully walked over so as not to startle her or wake her up and knelt down in front of her.
I slowly sweep my mother’s sleeping face as it comes into view.

“Mom…?”

“Huh…? Uh, what…? Is your son here?”

“Mom…! Yeah, I was doing some work and left something at home…”

Her mother’s eyes were black as she woke up feeling her son’s touch.
It was her mother’s eyes that contained humanity, not that ominous red color.

I hug my mom as she wakes up, exhaling deeply in relief.

“Oh my, I fell asleep after turning on the washing machine and lying down for a while…
But what happened? Why are you sweating like this? “Is it very hot outside?”

“No, it’s because I just came back from exercising. Now I have to wash up.”

She is my mom who hugs me while she is still asleep and has not even opened her eyes.
She lifts her head, barely holding back the tears that threaten to come out of her arms.

“But what about Dad?”

“Your dad always goes out for drinks around this time. He should be back soon, right?”

“…Dad, before you left, wasn’t the atmosphere a bit strange or anything like that?”

“You’re worrying about everything you didn’t know you should do… Your dad is so fine, even if he’s fine!”

It’s fortunate that her mother is safe, but now it’s urgent.
We have to take her father out of town and go to a safer place with her mother.
Room 402 is also exposed, so the only safe place is to be escorted by saints…

It is not too late to explain them slowly.

First, I took her mom out to a walk that her dad often goes to.

“Oppa, in front!!”

“───”

“Aaaaah!!”

With Dal-i’s cries ringing in my ears, I didn’t have time to think and pulled her mother into a hug.
And then Isabelle suddenly ran into her room, stepped on my shoulder, and jumped up.
Outside the master bedroom, I rushed toward the shadow cast on the balcony window.

Clink──!!

“Ugh?!”

Two black men enter by breaking the window of the master bedroom.

Isabelle caught one of them and immediately pinned him to the floor.
He immediately punched another person and dented the helmet he was wearing.

Isabelle screamed as the men were pinned to the wall and floor with a single moan.

“Go quickly!!”

The Special Phenomena Countermeasures Headquarters, they knew this place because they knew me.
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Isabelle was taken aback by her cries and started running outside, dragging her mother’s hand.
I turn around when I hear a dull sound and the sound of the window in the living room breaking.

Heavily armed men climbed down a rope and broke into the living room, just like you see in movies.

Even though I have a mother who doesn’t care, she runs to the front door leaving the agents raising her guns at me.

“Oppa, the entrance is also blocked!!”

Byul’s urgent warning, the front door being broken down, and the cold muzzle of a gun standing behind it.
Just before the man pulled the trigger, Harumu appeared from a blind spot and kicked his head.

With a brief smile, I start running down the hallway, passing Harumu who opened the way for me.

“Woah, space!! What is this…?”

“I’ll explain everything later, so just run!”

Violent noises that should never be heard in an ordinary apartment echo within the complex.
Confusion is aggravated by the sound of a helicopter and the mixed screams of men and women, which were not heard before.

The moment I reached the front of the elevator, passing the neighbors who were looking around to check for the commotion.

Behind the door that opened with a cheerful alarm sound was a crowd of men in pitch black.

“Get away from me!!”

Let’s take out Byeol-i and shout into the elevator,
The elevator door slams shut with violent force.

Does this mean that the first floor is already full of people trying to catch me?

Then there is only one way to get her mother out of here safely.

First, lock the door to the emergency staircase opposite the elevator.
And then she pulls her mother’s hand again and runs toward the hallway across from her.
After opening the locked window and looking outside to check safety and timing,

“That’s it, Mom! Jump out of here.”

“What?! You can’t say anything to your mother…”

“Oh! I’m doing this to show my filial piety, so run quickly!!”

“It’s mom!!”

The picture was very strange, but there was really no other way.
I forcefully push my mother, who is shaking her head in embarrassment, onto the railing.
The moment I push my trembling mother off the upper floor while throwing out all the swear words I know…

“Tsk! Hello, Mother! Nice to meet you!”

Hye-mi, who flew in from her left, caught her mother with good timing.

“Sister, I need to take care of mom!!”

“Mom, mom!! Choi Woo-joo, you crazy…!!”

She walks away leaving her mother, who is clinging to Hye-mi’s older sister and swearing at her, swearing at her.
Another emergency staircase at the end of the hallway on the right, although it is closed and unused…

“Open it!”

Even an iron door that has been locked and rusted can be opened with just one click of desire.

I pass through the door that is wide open as if kicked by her foot and go down the dusty stairs.

The 8th floor, the 5th floor, the 2nd floor, and if you go a little further down, you’re on the 1st floor, but if you leave without thinking, you’ll be caught right away.
So, I give up going any further and stop at the landing between the first and second floors.

Instead, open the window and look at the floor and surroundings from a distance.

If I raise it this high, would it be about 3m? If you’re unlucky, your ankles will be high enough.
But I couldn’t hesitate in this situation, so I hung on to the railing carefully first.
After finding a safe enough position, I let go of the railing I was holding and fell to the dirt.

The shock went up to her ankles and up to her head, but luckily she didn’t seem to be hurt.

As soon as you come down, look around, lower your posture and hide behind the grass.
I can feel a lot of popularity coming from all directions, but I don’t think I’ve been caught yet.

“…Okay, brother, now let’s exit through the back door!”
“Because we called the saintly sisters there,
I should have arrived with the car by now. Now…”

“I just need to find my dad and go out.”

The place I fell was in the backyard of the apartment, along the path that my father often walks.
I decide to go down the stairs behind the playground in front of me and walk down the street to look for my dad.

“…Isabelle, Harumu, are you okay?”

‘It’s okay, we’ll escape now, so the owner hurry…’

“…Okay.”

The sun is going to set soon, so Dad will be returning.

If you walk along this road, you will naturally run into your father.
All you have to do is take the father you met and take the side path of the trail.

If you leave naturally in a prepared car…

“…Choi Woo-joo, what are you doing here? Have you finished school already?”

“Oh, Dad!”

Even though I lowered my head and pulled down my hood to avoid being noticed, a voice recognized me.
I raise my head when I hear a familiar voice that is both blunt and relaxed.

It was my dad.

My father, dressed in comfortable sweats, was trudging from afar.

Without knowing why, I run fast with a burst of laughter,
I arrived in front of my father, who was smiling slightly, and held his hand.

“Dad, I’m glad──”

“Brother!!”

At that moment, the sound of an angry engine was heard behind Dal-i’s shouting voice.
Something held in the hand of someone on a bike next to a peaceful walking path.
I immediately tried to raise my voice, but it was already too late──

Wow!!

Unlike me, who was late, Dad was much faster.

The blunt object that should have hit me in the back of the head hit my father’s head, which was wrapped around me.
Dad collapsed next to me with a small groan. Fall down… Oh, uh…?

“Oh, uh, ah, dad… Dad, dad?”

I shake my father, who is lying on the floor, bleeding from the area where he was hit and from his nose.
I keep shaking my dad who doesn’t respond and just keeps his eyes wide open.

“I, get better… Get better…”

“Oh, brother…”

“Get better, get better…”

This is fine.

Holding the star, I recite my lifelong wish over and over again without stopping.
As I pour out and pour out so much desire that my vision becomes blurry.

Strangely, I looked at my father’s wounds that did not heal even when the purple wave touched them.

“…”

…

A shadow gets off the stopped bike and approaches me.
I carefully lay down my father’s head, which I was holding, and then stand up.

“…Choi Woo-joo, surrender immediately…”

“Is it a woman? That voice.”

It doesn’t matter whether the shadow in front of you is a red saint or an agent of an organization.

“I will kill you.”

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