Chapter 73
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 73
Chapter Title: 71. The Creepy Puppeteer
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"She's even prettier than I imagined."
Yoo Eun-ha... she's just too beautiful.
I've never seen a girl like her before. I have to turn her into my doll. Maybe I can play with her a little first?
No doll has ever escaped my power. I've been too wary of my father's watchful eye to do anything until now, but Korea should be safe enough to make a few dolls.
"My dad's such an idiot. What does he expect, sending a cat into a fish shop? Right, Mom?"
Rosemary smirked slyly as she spoke to the blonde woman standing protectively behind her.
The woman was doll-like in her beauty, utterly devoid of life, her dead eyes vacant. At the twitch of Rosemary's fingers, she nodded with a blank expression.
"Then shall we get ready to make a new doll~?"
Rosemary was officially part of the Triton Guild in America, but underneath, she was a villain who turned any woman who caught her eye into a doll without discrimination.
Let me explain a bit more specifically about Rosemary.
On the surface, she's a hunter, but that's just the tip of the iceberg.
Beneath that, she's a true sleazy villain.
She's a woman obsessed with beautiful women. A creepy one who wants to keep them as dolls by her side.
In other words, a villain. Saying it twice because it's important.
She kidnaps pretty girls and turns them into dolls, leaving no evidence behind. Even the American Hunter Association just concluded it was some villain snatching women. That's how she's kept her hunter status without getting caught.
One of the heroines—a hunter and villain in one, holding both identities.
She commits wicked acts that don't suit her doll-like appearance.
She even turned her own mom into a doll just because she was pretty. A total psycho.
"She'll probably try to doll me up since I'm pretty, too."
Definitely. She's probably muttering nonsense to herself right now like, "Then shall we get ready to make a new doll~?"
But what can she do? I'm no ordinary person.
A mere doll collector is no match for the Evil Dragon.
Anyway, at Blazing Bat's and the Association's request, I'd already sent the other heroines ahead to Songdo.
And I...
"Yoo Eun-ha!"
"Hey, Creepy Mari."
After classes at the academy ended, I'd planned to bond with Creepy Mari today.
At a glance, this looks like a crisis. Assuming I'm just a normal human, that is. But a crisis is just an opportunity in disguise.
"Huh?"
"Nothing. So, you wanna get close to me?"
"Yeah!"
Acting all innocent.
"Wanna know what girl-on-girl bonding is like?"
"For real?"
She's probably thinking inside right now.
That the chance to claim me came quicker than expected.
Creepy Rosemary's method for turning people into dolls is to use her existing dolls to get close to the target, build rapport, then approach herself and use her unique ability to dollify them.
But right now, Creepy Mari's made a fatal mistake.
She's come to Hansung Academy in person and is hitting on me directly.
Does she think I'm worth it? Or does she figure it's safe to show this much slack on Korean soil instead of America? Who knows.
Either way, now I get to play with her.
She spares no effort for the dolls she wants. She uses that to put the target at ease and strikes when their guard is down.
I'll flip that on her and devour her. She's a heroine who came to me of her own accord—what else is there to do?
"Wanna come to my place for some ramen?"
"Sure."
"I'll show you all sorts of good stuff."
I'll show her really good things. I'll violate her so thoroughly she'll never dream of dollifying me.
"Really? Yay, I'm so happy."
She's good at faking joy.
She has no idea what's waiting for her. She doesn't know I take women.
She's probably thinking inside that she's hooked the idiot me perfectly and plotting how to dollify me.
"Heh heh heh."
"Hee hee hee."
Stupid bitch. I'll turn that face into a bitch drooling in ecstasy.
"This tteokbokki is so good!"
I dragged Creepy Rosemary around the tasty spots near the academy.
Being a girl, she loved sweets and snacks, as expected.
Pigs fatten up best on rich food. This psycho didn't even realize and followed me eagerly to score points.
Of course, I don't plan to just fatten her up.
You gotta mix carrot and stick.
"Yeah? Then I'll buy you something even better next."
"Huh?"
"Truth is, a blonde punk I know recommended it, and I got hooked. There's this ice cream I wanna treat you to."
Now, what ice cream could I be talking about?
"Ice cream? Awesome!"
Dumb bitch. She's buzzing like a cockroach saying yes while plotting to hook me. So for Creepy Mari, I bought the ice cream myself.
I plunked down two massive tubs in front of Rosemary—each big enough for both hands, plastered with mint choco images screaming "I'm mint choco!" in garish colors.
Creepy Mari's face froze.
"Mint choco?"
"Yeah. Mint choco's delicious. It's popular in America too, right?"
"W-Well, yeah, but..."
Rosemary was sweating bullets.
Yeah, that reaction tells me everything—Rosemary hates mint choco. America doesn't have strong opinions on it, but in her setting as a heroine for Choi Si-woo, she's made to hate it to fit Korean tastes.
In short, I just fucked her over.
"Y-You want me to eat this? Toothpaste?"
"It's a friend's request. Can't eat it together?"
"B-But..."
"Huh? C'mon, Rosemary~ Eat with me, pleeease?"
"O-Okay."
This crazy bitch.
I ordered it, but Creepy Mari started devouring all the mint choco.
Gagging, with that weird face you make eating something you hate.
I ate some too, of course. Geum Tae-yang kept nagging me to try it once, and surprisingly, it's pretty good.
But even I couldn't eat that much.
Especially not someone who hates it like Creepy Mari.
She shoved her face into the tub and scarfed it down fast.
Not savoring it—just swallowing. Classic picky eater forced to eat hated food.
Still, to keep up appearances of eating together, I had to finish one tub too.
While Creepy Mari was zoned out eating, I called Kate, who'd been waiting in the park.
"Here, you like mint choco? Eat up."
"Yes, Dahaka-nim."
By the time Creepy Mari finished her tub with effort, Kate had long scarfed hers and vanished.
Creepy Mari stared at the empty tub in front of me, shocked.
"Y-You really like mint choco, huh."
"Of course. Ready for the next one?"
Her face went pale at my words. Probably worse than when she's doing villain shit.
"N-Next is what?"
"Fermented skate, pork soup."
Perfect timing—there was a fermented skate seller right there.
So I fed her skate and pork soup one after the other.
Her face rotted more with each bite. It was exhilarating.
"Alright, now let's go for ramen."
"M-More eating?"
"Obviously."
Girls' stomachs are black holes, right? Snacks and staples fill separate ones.
After force-feeding her the pork soup, I took Rosemary to my room for ramen.
Not sexually—actual ramen. The spiciest instant noodles here: Nuclear Pheasant Stir-Fried Noodles.
"W-Wait, Yoo Eun-ha. G-Gimme some water? This is too spicy..."
Creepy Mari was freaking out, flames practically shooting from her mouth.
Of course—that's Nuclear Pheasant for you. A Yankee tongue can't handle it.
I kindly gave her a glass of ice-cold water laced with sleeping pills.
"Here. Drink up."
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
She downed the whole glass in one go, blinked sleepily, and rubbed her eyes with her hand.
"Huh? What? Suddenly so sleepy... Huh?"
"Bye? Adios?"
"No way... You knew everything..."
The massive dose of sleeping pills worked perfectly.
She tried to say something to me but dropped her head.
She's out.
The real trouble starts now. She's a villain, after all. Sleep isn't the end.
"Kate. Prep the gate."
"Yes, Dahaka-nim."
Using Kate, I transported Rosemary near Songdo.
There was a reason for coming here specifically.
[Intruder Detected: Doll Guard Squad Activated]
This is why I came here.
If the owner, Creepy Mari, loses consciousness without her consent for any reason, the dolls from her subs pace 'Garden of Dolls' get summoned.
Most are beauties that'd make me drool.
About a dozen surrounded me, each armed.
"Boogie one, boogie two, boogie three. Slurp."
Boogie's multiplying!
Even Creepy Mari's mom is here. The one she told her dad died, complete with funeral, but turned into a doll instead.
It's not like cartoons where they remove organs to make dolls.
They retain their consciousness.
"We won't forgive threats to Lady Rosemary."
"How dare you to our master!"
"For touching Lady Rosemary... you'll pay with death."
They even have some emotions left.
Rosemary's technique, 'Dollification,' implants a doll ego into the person's mind that compels obedience to the caster. It fuses naturally with their original personality, so they remember who they were but now see themselves as Rosemary's dolls.
Judged as 'dolls' not humans, they lose blood color, their skin chills, and unless ordered otherwise by Rosemary, they're always expressionless.
Funny thing—they're speaking Korean.
She must've taught her dolls Korean anticipating work here.
"Do you even know you're dolls? Forgotten who you were?"
"We know. But now, we're her dolls. Nothing else matters. If Lady Rosemary orders us to kill family, we kill as dolls. If she commands suicide bombing downtown, we do it."
"And you? You're Rosemary's mom, right?"
This time, I eyed the blonde white woman with a killer figure.
"Lady Rosemary was born from my womb. Biologically, I'm her birth mother, but now I'm just a doll. Nothing more, nothing less. I have some motherly feelings for my daughter, but I'm a doll. That fact overrides everything else."
That's how it changes them. Absolute loyalty to Rosemary becomes priority one. Nothing more, nothing less.
"Got it? No need to talk more, then. Sorry, but Creepy Mari's mind control is trash compared to the Evil Dragon's authority."
Snap!
I flicked my fingers. Watching the doll ego fight the original self would be entertaining.
I'm the Evil Dragon. Choi Si-woo might spare them, but I won't.
The dolls charging at me suddenly clutched their heads and collapsed.
"Kyaaaaah!"
"Kwaaaaaah!"
"Hiiiiiik!"
Their minds waged war between dollified ego and original self.
They'll die eventually.
Why? The doll ego remains intact. I could erase it if I wanted, but shock will kill them.
The dolls foamed at the mouth and dropped.
Not dead, but fuses blown.
Maybe prepared for this? But they look irreparable.
I'll turn them into monsters later.
"Now, for the bitch passed out clueless."
Creepy Mari. Today, you're fucked.
I took her to the penthouse.
"Stupid bitch. Thanks to the original story, I know all the characters. Shinoha was a wrinkle, but a sleazy villain like you? Blackmail handles it."
Your downfall was assuming I knew nothing and approaching carelessly. You got cocky and tried playing with me your way.
Now violated by mint choco and skate, and about to get face-fucked.
So why crawl into a tiger's—no, dragon's—mouth?