Psycho Bastard
Psycho Bastard
The bastard who ran away isn't some crazy asshole who hung people's necks like clusters of grapes.
If he were that crazy, he would have killed Kim Minseo right away instead of taking her hostage.
"But doesn't that just mean we can't be sure that person isn't a murderer?"
"That's true."
Just as Kim Minseo said, we couldn't jump to conclusions based on that single reason.
There were roughly ten people hanging over there like bunches of grapes.
To be able to subdue or kill that many people, it had to be a bastard who clearly raised their stats to enhance their physical abilities.
However, the running bastard's movements were pathetic, and above all, the most decisive reason was that every single word and action he spat out was denying with his whole body that he was the crazy bastard who committed such a deed.
"What do you mean??"
First, he didn't target me; he targeted Kim Minseo.
There certainly had been several opportunities to attack me.
I wasn't holding a weapon, and I hadn't been paying any attention to the back of the helicopter.
Furthermore, the pilots who were thought to be dead had been screaming and even landed flat on their backs on the floor, so if he had wanted to launch a surprise attack, it would have been right to target me instead of Kim Minseo.
Second, the very first words the bastard spat out while taking Kim Minseo hostage.
Don't move.
Of course, one could think it was something he blurted out to neutralize me, but would a asshole who hung the necks of more than ten people really think like that?
Absolutely not.
People tend to think and act mostly based on their own subjective views.
If I like this, wouldn't that person like it too? Since I hate it, that person probably won't like it much either.
Things like that.
Then, if he's a bastard who played around with people's lives like that, even if his own life is precious, he'd be someone who truly treats others' lives as completely trivial, and a guy like that would threaten me by setting a condition that even he wouldn't accept?
Ah, even if it were me, I'd never do that.
Third and last, the fact that instead of launching a surprise attack on me, the guy who tried to neutralize me using Kim Minseo as bait ended up showing his face of his own accord.
This was the strangest part.
If he originally had no confidence in a fight against me, he wouldn't have shown his face until the very end.
Yet, showing his face while making threats that wouldn't even work on him must be for some reason other than to kill me.
That reason is probably to run away from down below.
Which means that unless I created the situation, that fellow is a powerless coward who couldn't even think of coming out from down below.
So it doesn't make sense that such a guy could have committed such crazy acts.
"......Oppa."
"Why?"
"Are you by any chance a police officer??"
"No."
"Then you're kind of like an expert... Then what kind of job did oppa originally have?"
"An office worker."
"What??"
"An office worker. Are you deaf?"
"Ah.. By any chance, are you talking about an assassination agency, something like that??"
"Do I look like So Ganji? Where would something like that exist in Korea?"
"Then an ordinary office worker... No way.."
I have no idea what kind of person she thought I was, but at the mention of an ordinary office worker, Kim Minseo stares at me with an absurd expression.
And then, a scream rings out right on cue.
"Uwaaaah!!!!"
"W, what is that?!"
"Has he finally made his appearance?"
"What??"
I had killed every single zombie on the 1st floor without missing a single one.
Yet, hearing the scream of the bastard who fled to the 1st floor meant there was a high possibility that a truly crazy bastard was showing his face.
Thud- Thud- Thud-
Moving my steps toward where the escalator was to check the situation on the 1st floor, I looked down, and there.
"Keukuku..."
"Spare... me..."
Stab!!
A man with one corner of his lips raised was clutching the hair of a kneeling man and driving a knife straight into his neck.
Without an ounce of hesitation or doubt.
Hell yeah! The crazy bastard I had in mind was just like that guy!
My prediction seems to hit the mark, so I feel strangely glad.
"Th, that person is..."
Swish-
Did she hear Kim Minseo's voice even though it wasn't that loud? The crazy bastard slowly tilts his head 45 degrees to the side, facing the direction where I was.
Wow, every single action is a total psycho.
His pupils even look slightly out of it.
Did he do drugs or something?
Anyway....
"What are you looking at, you bastard?"
"......"
Smirk-
Meeting my eyes as I looked down at him, the corner of his lips that had dropped for a moment went right back up.
And then....
Stab!! Stab!! Stab!! Stab!!
The knife stuck in the man's neck was pulled out and he repeated stabbing the neck several times over, and because of that, blood spewing from the neck like a fountain drenched the psycho bastard's whole body.
"Keukuku...!!"
"Crazy bastard."
"Ah......."
Thud!
Perhaps overwhelmed by the cruel and eerie aura the bastard gave off, Kim Minseo fell back on her rump and started trembling violently, while the fellow who had stopped stabbing the neck slowly looked around, tilted his head slightly, and looked back up at me.
As if asking if I was the one who did that to the corpses of the zombies filling the surroundings.
"Why? Scared?"
"Keuk..! Keukeuk...!"
Lick-
Barely suppressing the laughter leaking out, the fellow sticks out his grotesque tongue and licks his blood-stained lips.
That bastard right now, did he seriously just look at me and lick his lips?
At me?
"What kind of fucking bastard...! How dare you look at me and lick your lips?!!"
Man, my mood is fucking filthy!
The feeling of someone hiding and watching me is nothing compared to the filthy feeling I get from the way that bastard is staring at me right now.
No, it doesn't even compare at all.
First of all, I need to gouge that bastard's eyeballs out.
"O, oppa!!"
Kim Minseo grabs onto me as if telling me not to go.
Worrying about all sorts of useless things.
Anyway....
Whoosh-!!
"Stop grabbing my panties! They're all stretched out because of you!"
Tock-
Smack!!
"Ow! That stings!!!"
Fucking hell, they're still tight!
What kind of convenience store underwear has quality like this?!
"S, sorry!"
"Ugh, seriously..!"
Far from being stretched out, I rubbed my buttocks which had been smacked by the ultra-high elasticity band, and turned my body to go gouge out the psycho bastard's eyeballs again, when....
"Fucking hell, where did he go?!"
Right where the bastard had been, only the man's corpse was left behind alone, and there was no sign of the psycho bastard.
A rat-like bastard.
"H, has he gone??"
"Not gone, you made me miss him because of you!"
"I'm sorry.. But can't you just not fight?? You saw him just now! That person is a real murderer!"
"Am I not one?"
"Oppa is..! Ah.. Oppa is one too, but... Still, oppa doesn't do crazy stuff like that! That person is a really dangerous person!"
"Don't worry. I'm a much more dangerous guy."
Whether the fellow is a dangerous guy or not doesn't matter.
If it's a one-on-one fight, I have no intention of losing and zero belief that I will.
You could call it arrogance, but among ordinary people, I pride myself on probably no one having killed more zombies than me.
Even if he's a crazy psycho bastard who strung up people like bunches of grapes, he'll be weaker than me.
The face of the fellow that had stiffened slightly at the sight of the zombie corpses scattered around just now was telling me exactly that.
So if I just run down right now and kill the psycho bastard who might even be gay...
"Oppa! Over there!!"
Along with Kim Minseo's urgently ringing cry, my gaze turns.
"What a crazy bastard..!"
"Keukuku..."
As if he didn't know how to say anything other than keukuku, the psycho bastard, who kept letting out an unpleasant laugh, began to clear away the furniture blocking the entrance.
Creak-clack!!
Clatter-bang!!
Crash!!
"Stop it, you crazy bastard!!"
Dada-dadadak!!
Just because I said that doesn't mean I actually plan on calling zombies over here and making it a hunting ground.
The zombies outside aren't just one or two; there are so many I can't even begin to count them.
So I absolutely must stop that guy before he clears all those things away.
I have to stop him, but....
"Fucking hell.."
Click!
Along with the sound of the locking mechanism releasing, the door flies wide open, and the psycho bastard rushes toward me with the zombies following right behind him.
"Kuhahaha!!!"
"Kuaak!!"
"Kuaaaak!!"
"Kuak!!"
"Oppa!!!"
"You're dead, you motherfucker!!!"
Gripping the crowbar in my hand tightly, I swung it straight toward the rushing fellow, but.
Whoosh!!
Along with the crowbar cutting through the air, the psycho bastard threw his body sideways to roll forward, and as if he had no intention of fighting me from the very start, he quickly picked himself up and ran toward where the escalator was.
This motherfucker..!
Anger boiled up against the psycho bastard who was trying to mess with me.
"Kuak!!'
"Kuaaaak!!!"
"Fucking hell!!"
Swish-
Dada-dadadak!!
For now, dodging the swarming zombies, I too started chasing after the psycho bastard's back toward the escalator.
Killing that crazy bastard is important, but I need to stay alive first.
Wait, when on earth are these damn zombie bastards going to stop pouring in?!
Zombies were endlessly swarming in response to the noise the fellow made by throwing furniture around, and the moment I turned my head back around to face the front.
Whoosh!!
Clang!!
"You block this?"
"......"
Fucking hell, I almost pissed my pants.
I seriously almost leaked yellowish pee into my white underwear.
If I had reacted even a split second later, the kitchen knife blocked by the crowbar would have sliced right through my neck.
Anyway, this fucking guy really..!
Grit!!
After launching a surprise attack on me, the psycho bastard runs toward the escalator again.
Fine, I'll give him credit.
You could call it cowardly and sneaky, but you're a guy who actually knows how to fight properly.
Because in a fight where your life is on the line, being cowardly and sneaky is an ability.
But that's the end of it.
Since we dodged and blocked each other's attacks, one might think our agility stats are similar or equal, but exchanging attacks with each other made me realize for sure.
Though only by a slight margin, I'm faster and stronger.
Tada-dadat!!
Whoosh!!
Having quickly chased down the psycho bastard who had just arrived at the escalator, I swung the crowbar once more.
Bang!!
A loud noise rang out along with the crowbar striking the railing.
And once again, the psycho bastard narrowly dodged my attack, and with his body slightly arched backward, he launched a counterattack by thrusting the kitchen knife straight at me with a bitter smile, but.
Swish-
Whoosh!!
I too snapped my neck to dodge the kitchen knife he thrust in.
And.
"Dodge this too."
Whoosh!!
Passing by my left shoulder, the fellow's kitchen knife crossed paths with my left fist shooting outward.
Smack!!!
It slammed squarely into the fellow's face.
"Keheck!!"
"Sounds good~"
With his head whipping back, the fellow uses his left hand to grab the escalator railing for dear life to support his body from falling over.
If you're going to hold on like that, I'm more than thankful.
Since the zombies are going to be descending on my back very soon, I unfortunately won't be able to pluck his eyeballs out, but I'll definitely split his skull open.
Swoosh!!
Along with the crowbar being raised high, a bitter smile hung on the corner of the fellow's lips as he tucked his chin slightly and looked up at me.
"Keukuku..!"
"What are you grinning at, you fucking bastard!!"
Swish-
Bang!!
What a fucking bastard..!
Once again, the crowbar smashed down onto the railing, and the psycho bastard threw his body backward, dropping right down below the railing.
To check, I quickly stuck my head out over the escalator railing.
Lick-
Like some kind of cat, even after falling backward, the fellow landed safely on the escalator connected to the lower floor without injury, once again sticking out his grotesque tongue to lick his lips before jumping further down.
Grit!!
That gay bastard!!
Whether the fellow is gay or not, I don't know.
But the tongue licking his lips while staring at me makes me feel more unpleasant than ever before.
Damn it, I'm definitely going to kill you!
Before that, I need to survive myself first.
"Kuak!!"
"Kuaak!!"
Whoosh!!
Smack!!!
Swinging the crowbar as I spun my body, I battered away the zombies lunging at my back, and quickly sprinted up the escalator.
"Oppa! Over here!"
"......"
Kim Minseo urgently gestures toward me, telling me to come to where she is.
The place she's at right now is the space underneath the helicopter where the man killed by the knife to the neck had been hiding.
It was definitely a safe place so that man had survived too, but seeing Kim Minseo gesturing with such a confident face makes me inexplicably uneasy.
Anyway, that place is a tight spot, but the space is open on both left and right sides.
However....
Drip-
Sweat suddenly starts pouring down from my forehead and back.
Though it was just a short battle and a brief sprint, my already depleted stamina had only recovered by a tiny fraction, so my legs are trembling heavily right now.
Damn it, I have no choice.
Before the zombies sprint up to the 2nd floor, I hurriedly ran to where Kim Minseo was and squeezed my body under the helicopter.
"......"
"......"
Kim Minseo and I didn't even make the sound of breathing, praying that the zombies wouldn't be able to find us.
"Kua!!"
"Kuaak!!"
"Guhuh..!"
"Kuaaa.."
Is it a success for now?
Because of the footsteps that suddenly vanished, the zombies that had come up to the 2nd floor began to wander around having lost their target, and several zombies gathered around the helicopter where the footsteps were last heard, but.
Thud!!
"Kuak!!'
Scratch-! Scratch-!!
After bumping into the helicopter, scratching with their fingernails, biting with their teeth, and slamming their bodies against it, they seemed to realize it wasn't something they could eat and started scattering elsewhere.
Phew....
I exhaled a sigh of relief inwardly without making a sound, turned my head sideways away from the legs of the zombies watching us, and whispered into Kim Minseo's ear.
(Hey, have you ever been here before?)
(Yes.)
(Really? Then is the way down only over there? Aside from the elevator....)
"Hm-mm~"
"Kuak!!"
"Kuaaaak!!!"
This bitch really..!
Because of Kim Minseo suddenly writhing her body and letting out a nasal whine, the zombies that had been moving away gathered back around the helicopter, and I glared at Kim Minseo with murderous eyes.
If the zombies find us here, I will throw Kim Minseo out as bait and run away alone without an ounce of hesitation.
Because this bitch brought it all on herself.
(I'm sorry.. But this is just too tickli—)
"Uh-huh~"
"Kuak!!"
"Kuaaaak!!!"
Ah, fucking hell.
This is seriously ticklish.
Shrinking my neck way down and lifting my shoulders, I rubbed my ear canal with a grinning face trying not to make a sound, and Kim Minseo stares at me with an absurd look.
What? What do you want me to do?
At my appearance of staring back with utter shamelessness while mouthing words, Kim Minseo shakes her head back and forth.
"......"
"......"
Silence hung between us for a moment, but Kim Minseo brought her lips to my ear first and whispered again.
(There's an emergency staircase near the elevator-oh-oh~)
"......Cough..!"
Damn it, is now the time to be messing around?!
Wait, why is this so ticklish? Hehehe....
No, now's not the time to be laughing!
Stab!
Extending my index and middle fingers, I poked Kim Minseo's nostrils, which didn't even fit inside, pushing her head back, and mouthed without making a sound asking if she wanted to die.
"......"
Oh my, she was just playing around a moment ago and now she's completely frozen.
With such a small gut, why does she keep messing arou—
Is that it not..?
Two eyes opened wide and pupils trembling violently.
And Kim Minseo turning her head toward me, lifting her chin, and continuously pointing at me with her lips pushed out.
No, she wasn't pointing at me; she was pointing behind my back.
How do I know that?
"Kueh..! Kueh..! Kueh..!"
Because the rough breathing characteristic of a zombie with eyesight was coming from the back of my head.
Gulp!
Along with saliva swallowing down my throat, my face slowly turned.
And our gazes met.
"Fucking hell...."
"Kuaaaak!!!"
"Piss off, you bastard!!!"
"Kyaaaaaak!!!"