Hehe.. Someone, please save me #3
Hehe.. Someone, please save me #3
Cho-yul was feeling the most intense rage she had ever experienced in her life.
"Cho-yul... h-h-huk."
It was the first time I had seen Ji-yoon cry. Her condition was also unusual; her stained and torn pajamas, along with the dirt and dust clinging to her entire body, conveyed the seriousness of the situation.
...The most serious part was the clear red blood spreading around her navel.
Having nothing to say, I quietly hugged her. My heart felt like it would break as she sobbed, snot and tears streaming, clinging to me.
An alien and disgusting smell emanated from her body in my arms. If my memory served me right, this was definitely Park Tae-i's smell.
...Could it be, rape?
The flowing blood stopped, and my head rapidly cooled.
......I'll kill her. I'll kill her. I'll inflict a terrible punishment on Park Tae-i, who dared to ruin my sanctuary.
There were many opportunities. It was no one else but herself who had kicked them away.
There would be no mercy for that bitch. Only a brutal and resolute retribution.
Cho-yul's thighs thickened once again.
* * *
"......What the fuck are you bitches doing?"
"!!!"
A cold, stern voice came from behind.
"I woke up and you were gone, so I looked for you for ages... and you were having a secret rendezvous in a place like this? ...Do you really want to die?"
Park Tae-i gnashed her teeth and glared at Cho-yul and me. On her back was a cold Metal Bat.
...The moonlight shattered on the Metal Bat, illuminating the Gymnasium Storage. The dimly lit storage created an even more menacing atmosphere.
"...This scumbag bastard dares to threaten Ji-yoon!!!"
"Hah... she's from the boonies, so she can't grasp the situation for shit."
"Hey, hey, kids? Just calm down for a moment and listen to me, okay?"
"If you open that fucking mouth of yours again, I'll pull out all your teeth, got it? Go ahead and babble all you want."
Park Tae-i growled like a beast.
Grab!
As I trembled in fear, Cho-yul's arm suddenly wrapped around me. She ran quickly into the depths of the storage.
Cho-yul, who reached the innermost part of the storage in an instant, threw me into a corner.
"Ji-yoon, hide here."
I landed on a thick blanket. The movement was so sudden that I was completely disoriented.
"...Are you going to fight?"
Cho-yul didn't answer my question and moved away. It was the opposite of what I expected, which was for her to protect me.
Drrrrrrrrrrr.
A heavy metallic sound echoed on the floor. It sounded like a tank was approaching.
Cho-yul rummaged through the storage, unconcerned by Park Tae-i's charge. Finding what she wanted, she pulled out a box and emptied its contents onto the floor.
Throwing Spears spilled out, items we had organized together before.
She grabbed one spear and brought it behind her back.
Soon, her compact muscles contracted, and her weight shifted forward. Her body moved elastically like rubber.
Whoosh!!!
A human had thrown it, but an unbelievably tremendous sound erupted. Park Tae-i, who was charging, belatedly raised her Metal Bat.
Clang!!
The struck bat vibrated violently.
Thunk!
The cement ceiling was deeply pierced. The spear shaft vibrated violently from side to side.
As if possessed by Hector, the hero of Troy, she achieved a near-miraculous result.
Cho-yul grabbed another spear and shifted her weight back. It seemed she intended to throw all the spears on the floor.
"...Hah, you bitch."
Park Tae-i let out a hollow laugh.
Whoosh!!
Whoosh!!
Spears were thrown mechanically. Each one had immense power, enough to pierce even a large beast.
Park Tae-i, who was charging, retreated. Even she couldn't ignore the destructive throwing spears.
Park Tae-i hid among the items, moving this way and that, while Cho-yul launched spears like a siege weapon.
If one rashly tried to close the distance, they would have to face the spearhead flying directly at them.
Due to the monstrous spears, the items began to collapse all over. No matter how spacious the Gymnasium Storage was, it was starting to reach its limit.
'Sh-shit...'
I had wondered why she made me evacuate to the corner, but it was Cho-yul's own consideration, so I wouldn't get caught up and die.
Large shelves with poles collapsed, and small square boxes burst open.
Whoosh!! Crash!!
Giant, leaf-like feathers flew around.
Park Tae-i was not unscathed by Cho-yul's attacks. Her clothes were disheveled, and a spearhead grazed her left shoulder, drawing blood.
"...I'm really going to kill you."
"It's meaningless to break yourself alone like a fool."
Cho-yul, slowly running out of spears, waited for an opportunity, merely holding her stance. Besides the spear she held, three more spears lay ready on the floor.
Thump!
The waiting was brief; suddenly, a giant rubber tire rolled towards Cho-yul. It was so huge it could obscure an adult man.
Park Tae-i was advancing, using the tire as a shield. Her intention was to block the spears and simultaneously close the distance.
Cho-yul calmly stared at the tire. Her body leaned forward.
Whoosh!!
A spear grazed past the tire. Then, it pierced the side of the tire where Park Tae-i was located.
"You fucking bitch!!"
A dull sound indicated she had blocked the spear with her bat. The pierced tire flew into the air and then crashed down noisily.
Cho-yul tried to pick up a spear from the floor. At that moment, Park Tae-i, gripping her bat, charged.
"What the hell are you doing, crawling in from some backwoods village?!"
Park Tae-i's left foot stomped on the ground. Using her left foot as an axis, her body rotated. The Metal Bat, heavy with her weight, swung explosively.
It was a cruel moonlight that could burst a person.
Cho-yul hastily raised three spears. The spear shafts, struck by the bat, broke powerlessly.
Whack!!!
"Kugh!!"
The bat slammed down on her shoulder. Cho-yul let out a cry of pain and grabbed Park Tae-i's face.
Her forehead moved elastically, just like when she threw spears. Park Tae-i's nose crumpled from the impact.
"Kuaaaak!!"
Park Tae-i gushed blood from her nose.
The Metal Bat fell to the floor. Cho-yul's fist flew towards Park Tae-i.
Park Tae-i's palm gripped her fist. The sound of bones breaking came from her hand.
The situation was so close that they could feel each other's breath, and neither could move comfortably. A meaningless struggle ensued with their bodies pressed together.
"You fucking piece of trash..."
Park Tae-i pressed down hard on Cho-yul's upper body.
When someone is pressed down from above, they unconsciously resist and struggle to get up.
As she intended, Cho-yul lifted her upper body.
Park Tae-i used the force of Cho-yul lifting her upper body in reverse, pushing her diagonally at a 75-degree angle.
Cho-yul thrashed and fell. Park Tae-i immediately picked up the bat from the floor and slammed it down like a hammer.
Swish!
The sound of air escaping was heard. The bat aimed precisely for her head.
"...! You filthy bitch!!"
Cho-yul's muscular thighs shot out straight. Both feet powerfully struck Park Tae-i's stomach.
"Ke-hek!"
A short, choked gasp was heard. As her body was pushed back, the bat hit her thigh instead of her head.
Crack!
With a terrible sound, her leg buckled.
Park Tae-i was pushed back, and Cho-yul whimpered, using a thick pole on the floor to get back on her feet.
"St-stop it, please!!"
I came out from under the blanket and tried to stop them. I couldn't bear the increasingly excessive and mad violence.
"...Get lost when I'm being nice, you bitch. Just get ready for some intense mental re-education after this is over."
Park Tae-i growled like a beast. Though she was battered, her intimidation didn't lessen; rather, she looked even more dangerous than before.
I understood why the phrase "wounded beast" existed.
"Ji-yoon... just wait a little, I'll take care of it."
I turned my head. The Gymnasium Storage, now a ruin with everything collapsed, and the disheveled Cho-yul.
Cho-yul smiled brightly. It was a beautiful smile. In a normal situation, I might have fallen in love with that smile.
...A smile contrasting with the situation, an alien gap that amplified my anxiety.
My legs gave out. I crawled on all fours towards the corner.
As I moved away, Park Tae-i and Cho-yul charged at each other.
"You bitch!!!"
"..."
The beast with innate fighting skills and predatory instincts, and the monster with overwhelming physical prowess, clashed once again.
* * *
Detective Kim Ba-ro of the Taegeuk, 1st Detective Division.
He was racking his brain over a gruesome corpse swollen like a frog.
"Haa... seriously, how am I supposed to catch this one..."
The extent of the injuries was unusual, as if struck by a blunt object. The bones were dancing haphazardly.
He couldn't be sure if it was an intelligent criminal who committed a planned crime, or just someone incredibly lucky.
"...If I can't catch this, my performance will be a mess, and I'll be called in."
Last week, it rained like the sky had a hole in it. For three days straight.
The corpse flowed down the rainwater, which had swollen like a river, all the way to a sewer drain. Unfortunately, the crime scene was a quiet, uninhabited slum, so the body was left unattended for three days.
All traces of the crime had long since vanished. Even the common bloodstains were washed away by the rain.
Today, the cigarette smoke tasted bitter.
"...It seems like a truly vicious murderer, Detective Kim-nim."
"If the identity we investigated is correct, she was a prostitute... I wonder what kind of grudge someone held..."
It was a horrific corpse, clearly showing mixed emotions.
"Should we investigate the men she slept with?"
"...Don't bother. She was a woman who sold her body randomly not only in establishments but also in Public Restrooms. There's a limit to the investigation."
Though the city boasted safe public order, incidents occurred in this particular slum often enough to be remembered. Was it cursed?
"...Overtime again today!!"
"What?!!"
He stretched, enjoying the gasping sound of his junior. He hoped the vehicle to transport the body would arrive soon.
* * *
I fear death.
Speaking from experience, having died once, a person never becomes indifferent to death.
Rather, because they have experienced death, they fear its pain. The humiliating sensation of oxygen draining away with terrible agony...
'I'm scared...'
Their fight, reminiscent of death, disturbed my mind.
"Fuuuuuck!!"
"You crazy bitch!!"
Rage met rage, and hot blood splattered on the floor.
Like a refugee caught in a natural disaster, the helplessness of the situation and the fear for survival weighed heavily on my mind.
The moment humans feel the greatest fear is none other than when life becomes cheap.
I resolved to escape. Perhaps, now, with their attention focused on each other, was my last chance.
I moved my body very slowly, so quietly that my breathing couldn't be heard.
Recalling my infancy when I mastered quadrupedal movement, I carefully took one step after another.
The shelves blocking the way in between were a hurdle. I crawled like a caterpillar, squeezing through the gaps.
Suddenly, Cho-yul, who had called me here, came to mind.
'...Cho-yul is fighting for me, is it okay for me to run away like this?'
I turned my head despite my fear. ...I saw Cho-yul charging headlong, as if she would crush the world.
...For now, let's just run.
An apology wouldn't be too late even ten years from now.