Chapter 199 – The Saint and the Woman Who Hates Her Master
“How are you feeling, brother? Are you happy?”
“…It’s paradise…”
Harumu’s soft and fragrant skin touching your cheek, your knee pillow.
The white tail that was wrapped around me was as fluffy as that of a fox.
The two eyes visible between the calm white hair shine jade and purple,
Above her head, the ears of a living animal are pricking happily.
“Hehe, that’s good. If it still hurts, can you tell me at any time?”
“…Yes…”
I am entranced by the angelic voice that settles in my eardrums and enjoy Harumu’s ear cleaning.
Harumu’s transformation into a great saint who delivers warm pleasure that fills the heart more than physical pleasure.
That time when I was helplessly enthralled by the service of Harumu, perhaps the most dangerous among saints.
“…Ugh, this is terrible…”
“So, what are you doing by calling people over? Brother?”
She let out her bitter words, worse than Go-eun and Yun-byeol, who sat there for a long time.
I stand up, wiping away the drool that has not even flowed as the cold water pours into my brain, which has been hardened by her comfort.
“Chureup, ah, huh? When did you guys get here?”
“…30 minutes ago.”
“Didn’t your brother say hello to you when you came in earlier? Well, come to your senses…”
“Brother? Still, there are people who haven’t arrived yet, so I think you can lie down a little longer…”
“No! You said Harumu, right? The other sisters will arrive soon, so stop now.
Come to your senses quickly, brother! “Now, if Luna comes, it’s over, so we have to get ready quickly.”
Yunbyeol, who was pulling her hand, and Harumu, who was trying to put my head back on her lap, made eye contact.
“…Mr. Yunbyeol? If you also want to spend time with your brother, please tell me honestly.
Are you saying your brother doesn’t like it if you get annoyed like that for no reason? “If she is a saint, she should take better care of herself.”
“…Really? Then should I ask the rich girl how to take care of it?”
Two saintly women of the same age, she quietly withdraws from the war of nerves that is going on between them.
Harumu, who is gently scratching the steadfast but fiery Yunbyeol, is the opposite of a fox itself.
She sneaks out of her seat, which has become uncomfortable to lie still, and goes to Go-eun, who was standing behind her.
“…Why? Isn’t this a situation that can be resolved if you just say one thing about getting along?”
“No, that’s why I ran away. If I were in between them, they would fight again right away, right?”
“Is that so? Anyway, Yunsol is also at the bonfire outside, so let’s go together.
“I’m going to take them both after I smoke a cigarette, so you go first.”
Go-eun smiles slightly and takes a bite of the cigarette she took out from her arms.
After giving her a nod, I leave the next room and go downstairs to her.
We leave the cabin, filled with creaking stairs and the faint scent of wood.
The bed of desire, the witch’s hut.
The sky in the master’s realm, separated from reality, was clear and stars were hanging on the night curtain.
A spectacle that can never be seen in Seoul, the center of skyscrapers, a plain spreading out under the sky with the Milky Way.
I walk through the grass and flowers blowing in the wind and tickling my ankles toward the sparkling fireworks in front of the cabin.
A small bonfire with crackling sparks and two shadows visible in front of it.
“Mr. Yunsol, I boiled some honey water. Would you like to drink it?”
“Ah, ah! Go, thank you…”
Unlike the noisy cabin, this place was peaceful.
Hana hands a teacup to Yunsol, who is sitting at the campfire and flipping through the book she brought.
Yunsol bows his head, not knowing what to do as he is treated for the first time in his life.
The chemistry created by Hana, who faithfully carries out the command to serve the master’s saints.
I walk towards the two most harmless-looking people in the world and give them a small greeting.
“Sorry, Yunsol, you were here too.”
“Ah, oppa! Of course! It’s Hye-mi and oppa’s business… Of course you have to come!”
“Master.”
Hehe, Yunsol smiles and Hana bows in response.
I leave them behind and look around the campfire to look for another shadow.
“Noah and Isabelle will be busy, so if Luna comes…”
“We’re here too~”
As soon as I finished talking to myself, I heard Go-eun’s voice coming from the cabin.
Go-eun approaches the bonfire waving his hand from afar, and Harumu and Yun-byeol follow behind him.
Whenever there was a fight, it was around the time the youngest saints stood in front of us having an in-depth conversation.
“I’m sorry I’m late! Uh, I… Is… Am I really late?”
A struggling Luna appeared in the air in the grass along with black smoke.
“Ah, Sister Luna, it’s been a while~ Why are you late?”
“Ah, that’s… Um, because I went to church…”
Go-eun asks the reason for being late without much meaning, and Luna answers in a cold sweat.
“…Really? Woojoo oppa likes that kind of thing?”
“Yes, brother, you have a weakness for cute things. Be sure to try it next time.”
Yunbyeol and Harumu are having a conversation between women who have become close friends.
“Um, hey, everyone…? I heard that Wooju oppa has something to say…”
“Mr. Yunsol? I can’t hear you if you speak so softly.”
Yoon Sol, who tries to act as a senior for Hye-mi’s older sister, but shrinks, and Hana, who kills her twice.
All the saints gathered here except Isabelle and Noah, who are chasing ‘that woman’.
In front of the witch’s hut, the owner’s territory, with a bonfire in the middle, I clapped my hands to gather sound.
“──────”
The saints’ attention suddenly became quiet and their attention was focused solely on me.
To everyone with questioning expressions, I asked a favor.
“──Please protect Sister Hye-mi.”
Three days after I got Harumu and Hana back, Noah came to see me.
Noah, with a complex expression, presented several photos of Hyemi before giving her explanation.
A bright, loud, always smiling older sister. That was the Hyemi noona I knew and saw on social media.
However, in the photo Noah gave her, Hye-mi’s eyes were black and she was dying.
A photo of her older sister walking down her street with her hood pulled down and her shoulders folded.
There are several photos of Hye-mi looking around her, looking very frightened.
‘What is this…’
Even at a glance, the voice could not be heard due to the unusual situation.
The cold pressure applied to the complacency that was only thinking about workplace bullying.
I looked at Hye-mi, flipping through the photos again and again until the same photo was repeated again.
Traces of a saint? No, I have never seen traces of this type before.
It makes no sense that the traces of Hyemi’s influence were expressed in a negative form.
If it’s not because of the traces, then why? Was she making this look while hiding it from her only family?
The answer to that question was all contained in the CCTV video file and explanation provided by Noah.
‘…’
The first video was two weeks ago.
The beginning of the video was a scene of Hye-mi with a pale expression walking down her path, looking around her surroundings.
On a familiar street, Hye-mi threw the delivery box she brought into the trash can in front of Miss Motel.
‘…Inside the box were a used condom and a letter. The contents are…’
‘Do you remember Choi Woo-joo? Do you, do you remember you?’
The next video was not a CCTV video from six days ago, but a video message that Hye-mi received after the delivery.
In the video, there was a pig-like man shaking his dick while looking at Hye-mi’s photo.
Soon the man who had vomited dirty juices on her older sister’s photo was whispering eerily in a modulated voice.
‘You don’t remember? Then watch out for Choi Woo-joo, the reason you’re doing this is because of that bastard.
Oh, and I said it last time too, right? If you report it to the police, they will kill your mother first?’
The last video from two days ago.
This time, sister Hye-mi, who was walking down her street, froze when she saw someone in the blind spot of her camera.
And Hye-mi, who runs away with all her might, then collapses and vomits in pain.
Behind her exhausted older sister, a man with a black hood up approached her, and older sister Hye-mi noticed this too.
Her terrified sister couldn’t even scream, her lips quivering and tears streaming down her face.
The man did nothing but threw something in front of her sister and disappeared.
Seeing that, my older sister sat in her place for a long time, shedding tears as if she were a waste of time.
‘…This is a more clearly enlarged video.’
Noah touched her laptop, and she showed me what her sister had in her hands.
What my sister was holding was her bloodied, mangled, eerie doll and a crumpled letter.
‘I’ll play with you a little more and then kill you like this. After killing that bastard first.’
The video ended, and Noah, who looked uncomfortable earlier, hurriedly closed her laptop.
‘…It is confirmed that Ms. Yang Hye-mi has been subjected to this kind of vicious stalking and threats approximately two months ago.
Hye-mi, who used to ignore it, is getting more and more tired… And now it’s really dangerous.
Master, first of all, I will tell Hye-mi’s mother… Yang Soo-hyun and take them to a safe place…’
‘The ‘bastard’ they said they were going to kill. Anyone can see that it looks like you’re talking about me, right?’
‘…Yes?’
Asked Noah, scratching her head.
‘I’ve thought about it, but no matter how much I think about it, that bastard is the only one I can think of.’
The two men who appeared in the video and the woman who came to Go Eun’s house.
What different men and women said in unison was my name, ‘Choi Woo-joo’.
Why are these bastards who show clear hostility toward me harassing Hye-mi?
What is the reason for harassing Hye-mi by stalking and threatening to kill her?
Even if it is a trivial thing, there is always a reason.
The simplest reason I can think of is ‘hatred’.
A being with an anomaly that makes it possible to remember the world before the reset.
A being who harbors a clear hatred towards Hye-mi and me.
All I could think of right now was that bastard.
That bastard who lost everything he had to Hye-mi and was played by me.
I asked the saints once again.
“Noah and Isabelle will find that bastard soon. So, until then.”
Ardently.
“Please protect Hyemi, even if you have to give everything you have.”
Taejun Han, no.
He vowed to catch and kill the woman who had become ‘Han Tae-hee’.
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