Chapter 95
Chapter 95
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 95
Chapter Title: Invisible Transparent Chu
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Using Invisibility and Flight, I'd brought the assassin home. Thank goodness Yu-ra had gone downstairs to visit my parents.
This mutt named Star was way too big. When I asked if it could get a little smaller, it shrank down to the size of a large dog.
Its sleek build and jet-black fur looked seriously cool.
I laid the woman across its back and headed to the bathroom, where I gave her a thorough wash. The stench had filled the house the moment we stepped inside.
Though I'd treated her wounds with Liquid of Life, the accumulated fatigue must have been too much. She didn't wake even as I splashed lukewarm water all over her body.
As the scratches covering her vanished and the grime washed away, her beauty started to shine through.
Her face still had that youthful freshness. Her skin was even whiter than So-jin's—pale, almost ghostly.
That snow-white complexion paired perfectly with her pitch-black hair, eyebrows, and lashes, creating a striking black-and-white beauty.
The only downside? She was skin and bones. Her cheeks were hollowed out, and her frame was gaunt.
Even so, her legs were incredibly long and eye-catching. A bit more meat on her thighs and calves, and they'd be impossible to ignore. While washing her, I checked her stats.
⚔ TARGET STATUS ⚔ Han Se-ri (Human Female, Lv. 39, 20yo) 165cm, 40kg, B83 W56 H85 📍 Location: Choi Jun-young's House *Map 📈 Difficulty: Nightmare 💔 Virginity: Non-Virgin (Exp: 1) 🤰 Pregnancy: Safe Day ❤️ Stamina: 10/36 💦 Orgasm: 40/140 Affection: -40 (Disgust) Submission: -50 (Aggressive) Lewdness: -15 (Conservative) 📊 Stats ⚡ Str: 40 💨 Agi: 64 ✨ Int: 26 🧠 Men: 24 🍀 Luck: 30 🎭 Skills: Cannot discern with current skill level. 🌟 Talents: Beauty B | Endurance C | Effort B | Cooking B | Babysitting C | Kindness C 🔒 Fetish: None 🎯 Sensitive Spots: Earlobe, Nipples, Clitoris, Anus 💭 Fantasies: None 📜 QUEST: Treatment of the Intruder 1 📜 ⏰ Period: Within 1 day of quest acceptance
🎯 Trigger: Attacked by contractor and repelled it
Success Condition 1: Rape the intruder, then execute.
Reward: All her points, skills, items. Ownership of bound familiar.
Success Condition 2: Rape the intruder, then spare.
Reward: Acquired pts x2. Unlocks linked quest (rewards at full completion).
Whoa. Level 39? Her stats are insane. If I hadn't gotten Invincibility from Na-young's quest, I'd be toast. And Hyo-min's even higher level than this girl...
Better not mess with her lightly.
I scrolled back through Se-ri's status window, skimming her talents and skills, until my eyes landed on the quest.
Out of all the quests I'd ever gotten, this one was the most brutal.
Execution—after raping her, no less.
No matter how juicy the rewards, I'm no psychopath. Option 2 it is! The gap between the rewards feels like it's pushing for 1, but that's just the visible info.
Just sparing her had her summon swearing to do "anything." Who knows? Once she wakes up, she might even thank me and offer all sorts of favors.
After washing her clean and drying her off, I sat her in the living room. That's when the mutt spoke up.
"Thank you... Contractor of the succubus Mia."
"No sweat. I'll get my due out of this too."
"I see."
Now I could talk to this thing directly. All thanks to my new X-rank skill, Language.
⚙ SKILL: Language ⚙ X-rank, Passive - Acquire languages used in the human world or demon realm. 1,000 pts per language. Acquired: Familiar (Shadow Wolf) Active: Familiar (Shadow Wolf) Pomi had been interpreting before, but it got too frustrating, so I asked. She hit me with that classic "You can do it too," line and taught me about this skill. The points I'd saved over the last two months were draining away like they were meant for this moment.
Pomi has this skill too and learned Korean, so that's how we chat in my language.
That mutt-Se-ri duo is the opposite: she learned the skills, the dog didn't. With me and the wolf, neither had it initially, so no talking.
Activate a language, say what you want, and it comes out in that tongue automatically!
If I'd known about this sooner, maybe I'd have ditched massage therapy for language tutoring. Though from the outside, I'd probably just look like a barking dog.
While the freshly washed assassin Han Se-ri remained unconscious, Pomi and I listened to the mutt recount their tale—including the terrifying truth about this woman.
"This is her? The one all over the news lately?"
I recoiled in shock, and the mutt replied with a bitter or so it seemed).
"...Yes."
The serial killer who'd dominated TV and the internet for months now. The brutal murderer who'd beheaded over a dozen people—congressmen, prosecutors, executives. And she was right in front of me.
I flashed back to her swinging that black scythe at me the moment we met.
"Hey, you two aren't messing with me, are you? What if she wakes up and says, 'Thanks for saving me. As thanks, I'll kill you painlessly'?"
"N-no. As I said before, attacking you was a misunderstanding. Allow me to explain in detail."
The mutt began its story in a calm, steady voice.
Han Se-ri had been the only child of a happy family.
"That's where it starts?"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ A doting dad who idolized his daughter, a kind and beautiful mom. Se-ri's childhood had been perfect—until sixth grade.
She'd only recently gotten her own room, and the timid girl hated going to the bathroom alone at night.
That night, as she reached for her parents' bedroom door to wake Mom, she heard a sharp cry.
"Don't open it! You can't open it! Se-ri, honey. Please."
"Ah, hnng, heeeng."
"S-Se-ri. Mommy's sorry. Hah, uh, Mommy's, my belly hurts."
Startled by the yell, she burst into tears—but stopped when Mom said she was in pain, her eyes going wide.
"Does it hurt a lot, Mommy?"
"Ngh, ngh! I-It's okayyy. Ugh. I'll make you something yummy tomorrow, so tonight, just sleep by yourseheeelf! A-alone, okay? G-good girl?"
She was a scared but kind child. She nodded, held it in despite the fear, peed alone, then went to see Star, the big dog she'd raised since birth.
Star was a black dog Mom had owned before marriage. Used to be Kim-byeol with Mom's surname; now Han-byeol. But they called "Star, Star!" anyway, so the family name hardly mattered. Star lay in the living room, dead asleep—no reaction even to pats or nose-boops.
The next day, Mom vanished. Dad panicked. Days turned to a week, then he came home beaming.
"Se-ri, the boss I serve promised to find Mom. She'll come back. It's okay, it's okay."
His rough hands gripped and stroked hers tightly.
A month later, Dad stared blankly—until Mom returned. Life returned to his eyes, but hers were dead.
Mom sat blankly, weeping over and over. No matter how Dad coaxed, she wouldn't speak.
Weeks later, a leaked hidden cam video rocked the nation: a mountain villa orgy with congressmen and others abusing women.
Strangers came to the house; Dad sobbed, clutching Mom.
Every time the news aired, Se-ri had to hide in her room. Weird people kept coming. Sometimes Dad took Mom away with them.
Soon, friends taunted her: "Heard your mom's a cheater?" "My mom says don't play with you."
Her only friend left was the big dog at home.
Se-ri grew to hate Mom, annoyed by her endless blank stares.
That day, no friends to play with, she wandered near the apartment and came home—to find Star barking furiously outside the parents' room as she headed to hers.
"Star, what's wrong?"
Approaching, she smelled something off.
"Mom? Mom?"
Click, creak.
She didn't really want to see Mom's face, but she opened the door anyway. And...
"Ah?"
"Woof! Woof! Woof woof!"
Mom was hanging there. Her face was unrecognizable. Se-ri couldn't even call Dad; she fled to her room, hugged Star, trembled, and fell asleep.
When she woke, Dad's expression was a stranger too. Mom was gone from the house. More strangers came, grilling her.
"..."
"I don't know."
"..."
"I don't know."
She sobbed, repeating it over and over.
The people left. Now it was just Dad, her, and the dog. Dad cried furious tears and stormed out.
Soon after, Dad died. Suicide in his car after smoking something.
"Sob, ughhh."
Hugging her knees and weeping, her last remaining family licked her tears.
People came—uncles and aunts she saw at holidays, plus strangers. They shoved her aside, pointed fingers, argued. Sick of it, she snuck out with Star.
No adult even noticed the girl was gone.
How long did they walk? Some shady guys approached.
"You Se-ri?"
"Huh?"
"We're friends of your dad. He asked us to look after you before he passed. Wanna come with us a bit?"
"Dad's friends?"
"Yeah. Come chat with us uncles?"
"N-no, I don't wanna."
"If you don't come, you'll be on your own forever."
"..."
Faces from the arguing adults flashed in her mind. She got in the car; it drove off slowly.
"Wh-where we going?"
"Hm? Your dad left something for you secretly."
"Really?"
"Yup, really."
The back-seat guy handed her a snack bag. Starving since morning, she tore it open, alternating bites with Star.
The guy smiled warmly watching. When it was gone, he gave more. As the second bag emptied, he asked:
"Se-ri, ever hear anything from your mom or dad?"
"Hear what?"
"Y'know... stuff they said not to tell others, or secrets."
"No?"
"Think slow, Se-ri."
"...Nothing."
"Sure?"
He turned to the front seats.
"She says nothing."
"You think she'll spill like that? Pull over, switch seats."
"What for?"
"What else... Hey, didn't you say your wife's pregnant? Whose kid's more precious—yours or hers?"
"..."
"These jobs always need one guy to take the bullet, like me. Hey, pull over soon."
She overheard that. The guy beside her stroked her head with a smile. Soon the car stopped, door opened. As he got out...
"Grr! Arf! Arf!"
The dog lunged like lightning at the man trying to climb in.