Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Ex-Boyfriend's Breakdown
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“What the hell?”
“...Huh?”
Han Ji-ho was flustered by Oh Na-yeon, who had let him into the room only to ask the question with a cold expression.
That was because her reaction was nothing like what he’d imagined.
“W-what do you mean, what? I was obviously worried about you...”
He had pictured her holed up in her room, crying her eyes out.
She’d been sold for food and held captive by that masked man for a week.
She must have gone through unspeakable things during that time.
So he figured that was why she hadn’t opened the door easily, even for her boyfriend.
Her body, which she hadn’t even allowed him, had been given to another man.
That must be why she felt guilty toward him.
“Worried?”
But contrary to Han Ji-ho’s imagination, Oh Na-yeon’s reaction was completely different.
“No need to worry. I’m totally fine.”
“What... did you say?”
“More importantly, can you stop knocking and calling my name? It’s embarrassing if other people hear.”
Han Ji-ho’s hands began to tremble at Oh Na-yeon’s icy tone.
It was a side of her he’d never seen before.
He desperately convinced himself it was due to the trauma of being sold, forcing a smile.
“N-Na-yeon, it’s okay, so you can cry now if you want.”
He spread his arms, posing as if inviting her into an embrace.
“It must’ve been so h-hard, right? I missed you like crazy, so it’s fine—just cry in my arms. M-my feelings haven’t changed over something like that.”
She must be unable to be honest with him because of the guilt she felt toward him.
Being held by another man.
It must have been a huge shock to her.
But Han Ji-ho was truly okay with it.
Right now, he was just happy to have Oh Na-yeon by his side.
He no longer obsessed over sex.
He’d been used and abused by those soldier bastards, his heart weary and wounded—he just wanted to heal it with her warmth.
“Let’s break up.”
Instead of falling into his arms, Oh Na-yeon delivered those words, shattering Han Ji-ho’s last shred of hope.
“...What?”
“Let’s break up. I thought about it—in a zombie world like this, dating doesn’t make sense, does it? You never know when or how you’ll die.”
Oh Na-yeon showed no emotion at the sight of Han Ji-ho with his arms outstretched.
She stared indifferently at her fingernails as she declared the breakup.
Flustered by her demeanor, Han Ji-ho hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade her otherwise.
“W-wait a second, Na-yeon! I’m really okay! It doesn’t matter to me at all that your body was...!”
“Defiled...?”
In that instant, Oh Na-yeon’s eyes sharpened, and Han Ji-ho’s shoulders flinched under her gaze.
“Why would I be dirty? If anything, I’m clean—I’ve only ever been with one guy, and I’ll only ever be with him from now on! Don’t say weird shit!”
She flew into a rage as if he’d insulted her.
“Sigh, I was trying to be nice because of our history, but why are you so clueless? I don’t have any feelings for you anymore.”
“W-what are you talking about...”
“Are you dense? We’re nothing to each other now, so get the hell out!”
Han Ji-ho’s pupils shook wildly as cold sweat soaked his back.
“Na-yeon...”
To him, Oh Na-yeon was his last sanctuary, his hope.
In this zombie-infested mad world.
In this situation where he didn’t know if his family or friends were alive or dead.
Even if he was oppressed and treated like a slave by those crazy soldiers.
As long as his girlfriend—the woman he loved—was by his side, he believed he could endure it all.
“Why are you doing this, Na-yeon...? You’re all I have left...! If you say we should break up like this...!”
Han Ji-ho couldn’t just let her go like this.
Without her, he’d have no one to lean on.
Losing her—the hope that kept him alive in this world—would leave him with nothing but hellish days.
“Ji-ho.”
But even as he pleaded, Oh Na-yeon called his name with indifferent eyes.
“Let’s just keep the good memories and end it here. I don’t want to see you get any uglier.”
At her firm words, Han Ji-ho realized no words of his could bring her back.
And in that moment, something caught his eye.
The corner table by Oh Na-yeon’s bed.
The bag on it stuffed full of pregnancy tests.
“...Did you enjoy it?”
In that instant, Han Ji-ho felt something snap in his head.
“Was your first time fucking great?”
“...What?”
Having lost his reason, Han Ji-ho lunged at Oh Na-yeon, who glared back at him, not even aware of his own words.
“Kyaaah!!”
“You’re breaking up because you had a great time fucking that bastard, aren’t you!! You filthy slut!!”
He grabbed her arms and shoved her down onto the bed, forcing her flat.
“You crazy fuck!! Let me go!!”
“Let go? Why? You got pounded nonstop by that guy for a week, but now you tell me—the one who’s been holding back—to let go?!”
He didn’t know anything anymore.
Overwhelmed by emptiness and shock, Han Ji-ho shed tears while laughing.
And he spoke to Oh Na-yeon gently.
“I-it’s okay, Na-yeon. I’ll clean you up. I’ll scrape out every dirty part with my dick. So let’s start over.”
“What the hell are you saying!! Are you insane? Let me go!!”
The only thought in Han Ji-ho’s head now was to pin her down.
For a week, the image had haunted him.
Imagining Oh Na-yeon getting fucked by some unknown man’s dick.
He’d suffered through those visions, longing only to see her—until she uttered the breakup, and his mind broke.
He pinned her down with one arm, fumbling to undo his belt.
Struggling, he pulled down his pants and underwear.
Then he shoved his rock-hard dick in her face.
“Come on, suck it. Your precious boyfriend’s dick. It’s okay to suck it now... You’re not a virgin anymore anyway, so just suck it!!”
Tears streamed from the shock, but his dick was as hard as ever.
In the ruins of his shattered love and hope, all that remained was lust.
And at the sight of Han Ji-ho’s deranged state and his approaching dick, Oh Na-yeon muttered without thinking.
“...Wow, it’s fucking tiny.”
Those words turned Han Ji-ho’s aroused mind blank.
“Wh-what...?”
“It’s gross and pathetic. Dude, I wouldn’t feel a thing even if you stuck it in.”
She meant it.
Though Han Ji-ho’s size was average for Korean men.
All the dicks she’d seen from start to now belonged to Lee Seo-ho’s massive one.
From her perspective, Han Ji-ho’s looked like a baby dick.
“Y-you...!!”
Finally, his eyes rolled back in humiliated rage.
“You fucking whore—!!”
“Kyaaaah!!”
Tears streaming, he forced her arms apart to rape her.
Nothing mattered anymore.
He’d assault and humiliate her, then kill himself.
That would be enough.
With everything feeling futile, Han Ji-ho resolved himself and tried to strip her clothes off.
In that moment.
Flap flap—!!
“Arrrgh!! What the fuck—!!”
The moment Oh Na-yeon had entered the room, she’d opened the window—and now a pigeon flew in, attacking Han Ji-ho.
Seizing the chance, Oh Na-yeon bolted out the door, screaming.
“Help—!! Somebody help me—!!”
Hearing her, soldiers rushed into the room and dragged Han Ji-ho out.
“You crazy bastard. Didn’t the company commander say not to touch that girl?”
“I’ll make you beg for death today.”
“Eek! I’m sorry! P-please spare me!!”
Beaten one-sidedly by the soldiers, Han Ji-ho trembled at the fate awaiting him as they hauled him away.
“...”
Clutching her pounding chest at the sudden turn of events, Oh Na-yeon stared at the now-empty doorway.
[Goo goo, goo goo goo.]
Then she looked at the pigeon that had just saved her from Han Ji-ho.
It looked strangely lifeless.
Its eyes were covered in a white film like a zombie’s, its slight movements not resembling anything alive.
Gazing at the eerie pigeon.
Oh Na-yeon thought of Lee Seo-ho, her cheeks flushing.
“S-Seo-ho oppa...”
She’d left the window open because of what Lee Seo-ho had told her before coming here.
When she returned to the dorm, make sure to leave her room window open.
And following his words exactly, the pigeon had saved her in her moment of crisis.
Oh Na-yeon, who’d been anxious that Lee Seo-ho might have abandoned her, felt her heart swell with excitement and emotion at the thought that he was still watching over her.
。 。 。
‘Whew, that was fucking hilarious.’
I returned to my body from the pigeon I’d possessed to watch Han Ji-ho get his heart ripped out by his girlfriend stealing.
I was currently inside the van.
To check for any pursuers, I’d parked in a nearby safe zone.
Lying on the back seat, I’d possessed the pigeon.
Then flown straight to the dorm, entering through Oh Na-yeon’s open window to gleefully watch Han Ji-ho’s meltdown.
My review?
It was insanely fun and satisfying.
‘Didn’t expect Oh Na-yeon to go that far.’
I figured since he was her boyfriend, she’d hesitate and keep the relationship going for a while.
But to declare breakup right away?
His face when she dropped that bomb—I wanted to record it and rewatch whenever I felt like it.
‘Wonder what face he’ll make next time I fuck Oh Na-yeon right in front of him.’
Excitement bubbling at the fun still to come, I moved back to the driver’s seat.
There, Ryu Da-hee—hands and feet bound, mouth gagged—glared at me suspiciously.
Fair enough.
I’d suddenly stopped the car, left her tied up, and napped in the back.
‘Should I at least free her mouth?’
Of course, I held no grudge against Ryu Da-hee.
If anything, I was grateful.
Unlike Oh Na-yeon’s situation, there was no need to terrify her.
I’d fuck her eventually, sure.
So I gently reached out, bringing my hand toward her face.
“Mmph...!”
Ryu Da-hee flinched in surprise, squeezing her eyes shut.
‘She’s scared...’
The sharp, intimidating Ryu Da-hee was trembling like a child at my touch.
Eyes shut in fear, head bowed anxiously.
Blood rushed to my dick at the sight.
Ryu Da-hee was a stunning beauty, not quite on Yoo Ha-yeon’s level but damn close.
Plus, her delinquent-sharp image.
Her trembling under a man’s touch created a massive gap moe.
In a word, adorable.
‘But scaring her too much feels bad.’
Instead of her mouth, I lowered my hand to her shoulder and patted lightly.
She cautiously opened her trembling eyes and looked at me.
“It’s okay. Relax.”
Hearing my voice, Ryu Da-hee stared blankly for a moment, then widened her eyes in shock.
“What, you recognized me right away without even seeing my face?”
This was a world away from those idiots who couldn’t place me even after seeing my face.
I almost got touched.
I promptly removed my mask and sunglasses.
Grinning, I looked at her and said.
“How’s that? Total surprise, right?”
At my words, Ryu Da-hee relaxed with a soft smile—then tears welled up in her eyes.
“W-what? Why are you crying?”
Stunned by her unexpected reaction, I decided to free her mouth first.
Untying the cloth gag and pulling out the rag stuffed in, Ryu Da-hee—now able to speak—smiled at me.
“Y-you’re alive. Thank God.”
“...”
She must’ve realized I wasn’t some thug and she wasn’t in danger, feeling relief.
Plus, confirming I was alive brought tears from overwhelming emotion.
I’d never imagined she’d cry—she’d always watched over me with a cool demeanor.
Seeing her rejoice at my survival warmed my heart.
‘Now what? I still gotta fuck her.’
My face heating up, I scratched my cheek while gazing at her smiling face.
In this state, forcing myself on her didn’t feel right.