Our Love Church (4)
"You with these gang bastards?"
"Mmph! Mmph!"
That seemed like a no.
"Then I can kill everyone inside?"
"Mmph! Mmph!"
But the man writhed in the chair at my words, like he'd sensed something. I paused, wondering what I'd fucked up, then told him,
"I'm not killing the woman, so shut up for now. We still don't know what's going on here."
"..."
The man's struggling stopped dead. Looked like he'd figured out I hadn't strolled in here alone, covered head to toe in blood, for shits and giggles.
I checked his reaction, then pressed my ear to the pastor's office door. Just in case they'd overheard us.
—Gasp! Ugh! Nngh! Cumming! Here it comes!
—Mmph! Ngh! Mmph!
But inside, only disgusting male grunts. They hadn't noticed me.
I kicked the door open before my ears rotted off.
Bang!
"Wh-what the—? Ngh! I told you not to come in here even if I got back!"
"Mmph!"
The guy who'd tossed the fully bound woman onto the desk and was pounding her doggy-style whipped his head toward me. His dick was still oozing cum, fresh from blowing his load.
Fuck. Never thought I'd live to watch another man's jizz spurt out right in front of me.
"Who the fuck are you? You bitch—who?!"
I'd frozen for a second, staring, and he finally reacted. His eyes flashed confusion, then horror, then panic.
But I had nothing to say to him. I'd come here to kill him anyway.
"Junyoung."
"Nah."
I shook my head at Jeong Suhyun reaching for his gun and summoned an Ice Spear. No need to make noise with bullets.
Whoosh!
Bang!
I hurled the spell right away. The spear flew past his head—no, through it—smashing his skull and slamming into the wall with a thunderous crack.
Splatter!
Splat! Splat!
The headless corpse toppled backward, sprawling on the floor. Blood sprayed everywhere.
All that was left was the black-haired naked woman drenched in the guy's blood, the one he'd been raping. Me and Jeong Suhyun, who'd taken a faceful of arterial spray.
Swish.
I approached her. Like the guy outside, she was trussed up tight in ropes. Cum was bubbling out of her gaping pussy.
Damn.
Hard to see properly now that she'd had her own blood shower, same as me. I stared at her dazed expression, wiped the blood from her face, and leveled my two remaining Ice Spears at her.
"Mmph! Mmgh! Mmmph! Mmmph!"
She'd been blank at first, not grasping the situation, but her eyes went wide at the spears. Then tears streamed harder than during the rape as she tried desperately to speak through the gag.
"Mmmph! Mmmph!"
From the muffled tone, it sounded like please spare me.
But I didn't want to touch her—not covered in cum, blood, and brains like that. And I still had 3rd and 4th floors to clear. So I dragged her roughly with the crowbar and shoved her into the corner.
Smarter than the guy outside, at least—she flinched when I nudged her but didn't fight.
I was gonna hand her off to Jeong Suhyun but noped out; last thing I needed was more NTR bullshit. I'd talk to her myself.
"Quiet down. You get the gist of the situation, right?"
"Mmph!"
She nodded vigorously. The muffled noise sounded affirmative.
I started untying the ropes on her as I spoke.
"You know the guy outside? The blond?"
"Mmph!"
She shook her head up and down again.
I told her,
"I'm untying you, so no screaming. Answer what I ask, nothing else. Got it?"
She nodded, tears flowing, but obedient.
"Suhyun, go grab the guy outside. Nah, this room's a slaughterhouse—next room over."
"Ah, yeah."
Leading the wide-eyed young couple, we left the blood-soaked mess and ducked into the room next door. Time to pump them for info first.
Whew.
I gathered the man and woman together and untied them. Staying cautious, of course.
"Suhyun, cover us with the gun."
"Got it."
"You two, come sit here."
"Yes. Thank you."
"Thank you."
They murmured careful thanks and sat on the blankets. I wiped my face with a nearby rag and faced them.
"No need for intros. We're here to clean this place out."
"...You guys military?"
The blond guy eyed Jeong Suhyun. Didn't recognize reserve gear—probably hadn't served.
"Nah. We're the holdouts from Northdong Office. Military evac'd all survivors by chopper."
"Then..."
The woman cut him off, voice laced with fury.
"Is the military coming? When's this getting sorted? Is the zombie shit calming down? These fuckers here—when do they get hauled off? They killed people. Raped... did fucked-up shit! Right?!"
"Calm down. If that was the plan, we wouldn't be here alone. We're civilians too. Just saw them killing outside and came in."
I scowled at her interruption. The guy noticed and hugged her tight.
"Ah... sob... sorry."
She clamped her mouth and cried. The blond guy bowed his head over her, apologizing.
"Sorry."
"No, it's fine. I get it."
I shook my head. I had feelings too, after all. Waited for the young pair to settle.
"No signs of life yet."
"Yeah."
Jeong Suhyun said from his spot by the door. No one had clocked the situation yet. Made sense—we hadn't secured 3rd and 4th.
"Say something if you hear anything."
"Will do."
The couple's faces hardened. I spoke again as they focused on me.
"Talk later. How many upstairs?"
"N-no idea. We got grabbed today..."
They shook their heads. No clue.
"Right. No need to lie."
I thought. Anything else from them?
Nah, just small talk.
And "grabbed today" rang true. Anyone before them was probably dead by their hands.
So, prioritize securing 3rd and 4th over intel.
I stood and called Jeong Suhyun.
"Alright. Suhyun, get ready."
"Yes."
"Um... excuse me..."
The woman looked anxious. Guy too, but holding his tongue, watching us.
I caught on.
"Stay put for now. Gotta clear upstairs. Haven't secured the whole place yet. Might be other victims."
"...Got it."
The guy nodded. She clung to his hand, eyes scared.
I added,
"If something happens, head upstairs. If more people show or whatever. Got it? Or just if anyone's at 1st floor, come up."
"Got it."
"C-can we yell?"
Yelling. Not ideal, but if it eased their minds...
I nodded.
"Yeah. Let's go, Suhyun."
Click.
We slipped out the empty room door. Time for 3rd and 4th.
Thud. Thud.
We climbed the stairs openly. After the chaos downstairs, anyone upstairs who wasn't a retard would know something was up.
What 'something'? Guns or whatever.
Guns were rare in Korea, though. Crossbows or air rifles maybe if you dug deep, but doubtful they had any.
Even if they do, no sweat.
Weapons or not, ambush or not, I had Ashes Veil. Six seconds of defense let me go full aggro. Just ram an Ice Spear into their skull up close.
Even against another Awakened like me.
...Empty?
But as we reached the top of 3rd-floor stairs, something felt off. Zero presence anywhere.
No slacking, though. Check first.
Creeeak.
3rd floor mirrored 2nd—easy sweep. Seven rooms: six regular, one pastor's office. Always pried doors careful-like, crowbar first, spear ready.
We cleared all seven. Lucky or not, empty. Living traces, yeah—water and food in the same spot as 2nd, blankets, pillows. Difference? Every room reeked of lonely bachelor cum. Night-flower perfume too—fresh rapes till recently.
"Clear?"
"Yeah."
No women, so they'd "dealt" with them somehow.
Had their fun, huh.
Handcuffs, vibrators, dildos scattered. Adult shop haul. The stench said they'd treated the girls rough.
I clicked my tongue and turned.
Weird.
No people. Really all gone?
Fishy.
Then 4th.
Minus four, they dipped?
Two at front, one smoking, one fucking. No one coming down from 4th. Back door maybe two more...
Twenty-plus total.
Including empties on 2nd/3rd, bedding for twenty-plus. So the rest bailed for some reason, minus six.
Gotta check 4th.
Jeong Suhyun sidled up.
"Straight to 4th?"
"Yeah."
Nodded. Had to clear what we could see.
Thud.
We crept up the last stairs cautious-like.
Clack.
4th floor dead quiet too.
Thud thud.
Just our footsteps.
Clean.
4th felt cleaner than 2nd/3rd. Those had chairs, food, blankets everywhere; here same layout, different stuff. Floors freshly scrubbed—even stairs gleamed.
Creeeak.
First room: actual bed, unlike below. Booze bottles, sodas, snacks. Smell said boss man's pad. Leader vibes—fancy wines too.
No cum stink, though. No girls here?
What the.
Family photo on the bed. Rapist guy, plain wife, young daughter smiling close. Names below: his family, probably.
"Kim Kwonyong. Jeong Suah. Kim Arin."
Jeong Suhyun read 'em beside me. Rapist's name Kim Kwonyong, huh.
No kid traces.
No signs of a child inside. Or a mom raising one.
"Junyoung."
"Yeah."
I flipped the photo face-down. No time for sentiment. Rapist criminal, already dead—didn't care.
Kid dead, and they killed kids too.
This crew offed kids recently. Swept Kwonyong's room quick, checked the rest.
Slide.
Food, water, food, water, snacks. Other rooms stocked eats and drinks. Fridges too—ripped from houses.
So 2nd: barracks, 3rd: girl barracks, 4th: pantry and boss room.
Whew.
My hunch checked out. They'd gone out.
Headed to last room. Bigger one at hall end, pastor spot like below. Crowbar up, one Ice Spear floating, grabbed the knob.
Clear this, place done.
Click click.
Unlike others, pastor room locked.
Huh.
Right as I clocked it, weary woman's voice from inside.
—...What, can't even open the door? Fuck me if you want. Just get it over with, dickhead.
I hurled an Ice Spear at the door instant.
Bang!
Door exploded to splinters.
"Wh-what?!"
"Ice Spear."
Panicked woman inside. Duh—solid door to rubble in one hit.
Spear floating over shoulder, I stepped into 4th-floor pastor room. Jeong Suhyun rifle-ready behind.
"Wha... huh?"
Black-haired straight-haired woman bound under blankets on cot bed. Stunner—could eat most idols. But no relaxing.
"...Hey."
Greeted her wide-eyed stare. Couldn't say "how's it going?"
"Wha-wha?!"
She gawked at my floating spear and his gun, freaking.
Couldn't free her yet. More to check.
"Quick question: you with these guys? Tattoos, kidnappers, killers."
"N-no!"
She yelled, horrified, thrashing bound body for emphasis.
"Got it."
Nodded, eyed Jeong Suhyun, approached her.