Why Are You Shaking, Yongha?
Heejin answered vaguely instead. Then she slowly lifted her waist. Jeong Madam leaned even closer to Yongha’s face. Her hand gently stroked the shrunken penis that had contracted from one climax.
Normally, that touch would have made his body react. But now it didn’t at all. It was simply unable to shake off the lingering eerie feeling from moments ago.
“Why are you trembling so much, Mr. Yongha?” Jeong Madam asked.
Yongha hesitated, unsure how to respond. At that moment, Jeong Madam’s face overlapped with someone else. He recoiled in shock and, without meaning to, took a step back.
This reaction made Jeong Madam clutch her belly and roll with laughter once more. The sound stretched long, growing increasingly chilling. It was a laugh that felt coldly sharp, almost carrying hatred.
“W-Who… are you? You… who are you?”
“What are you saying? It’s me. Jeong Madam… your beloved Jeong Madam.”
Yongha shook his head. “No… that’s not right.” His body shook like aspen leaves. His voice trembled the same way. In a strange fear, he kept retreating.
The more he retreated, the thicker her mischievous smile grew. It strangely sent even stronger chills. And then came the moment when another face overlapped.
He recoiled with a start. Before he could even pull his clothes on, he began running. The sight… that sight was… eerily similar to his daughter.
Exiting the room in a panic, a long corridor stretched before him. It was an endless corridor. It wasn’t the motel he knew. Fear intensified.
“W-Where… where is this?!” A bewildered voice echoed as he turned. Between the open doors, Jeong Madam still giggled. Deep inside, his inner voice screamed to run away now!
Yongha ran without holding back, using all his strength. He ran along the long, endless corridor. Doors stood at regular intervals beside the path. Every time he passed, the door would swing open with a bang!
And inside each one was Jeong Madam. From them came the sound of her moaning lewdly in ecstasy with someone else. There were many men, including his own form.
At that moment, another door opened. The man who had been coupling with himself inside froze, then looked up at the terrified Yongha with a lewd grin. “You thought Jeong Madam was only yours? You idiot…”
Below him, on the bed, Jeong Madam also lifted her head and sneered at the terrified Yongha with a similar giggle.
And her face changed once more. Jeong Madam’s face became his daughter’s… and the man on top of her—himself—thrust deeper.
The horrifying image of him fucking his daughter filled his vision. “Waaah! No… no!!”
Yongha ran, screaming as he fled. Throughout, doors kept opening and closing. Leering laughter never stopped between them. After running until his breath choked his throat, his steps finally halted.
Another door bang! opened. Inside was still Jeong Madam, moaning lewdly. The room itself was different. It was Jeong Madam’s tea room. Yes… this was the scene from the day he secretly visited her tea room to give her a gift. There, Jeong Madam had been with another man.
Yes… that day he felt betrayed by Jeong Madam. The moment he realized she had other men besides him. He had only been used by her.
Inside the room, Jeong Madam cried out lewdly, whispering the sweet words she had given him to others in the same way. “Uuuuuh…”
Yongha ran, groaning in pain from the betrayal. The moment he reached the corridor again… another door bang! opened. The same scene repeated endlessly.
Jeong Madam’s moans echoed without end. Finally, he reached the end of the corridor. But there was still a door ahead. With a creak, it opened by itself.
Inside was again Jeong Madam, talking on the phone after sex. “Just wait a little… yeah! Just wait a bit. I’ll snatch a big haul and run… ah… that guy’s wallet wasn’t opening easily, you know. It’s okay. I’ll be right there. Yes! Let’s go to Seoul together. We have to get away from this annoying rural village!”
Jeong Madam was on the phone with someone. In that moment, Yongha felt unstoppable rage mixed with the betrayal. “We’ll be together forever?” “Let’s go up to Seoul together?” “I’m everything to you?” The betrayal surged like waves. At some point, the fear vanished, replaced by burning anger born from betrayal.
It was unbearable. He could never bear it. He stepped forward, glaring at Jeong Madam as if he would swallow her whole. Flames blazed in his wide eyes. At last, Jeong Madam noticed him, but she only laughed mockingly. Her contemptuous smirk was completely different from the look she had once given him.
Ah… I was used. Betrayed. Before the exploding rage, his body moved on its own. He grabbed Jeong Madam’s neck with a thud.
Die… die… die… Something in his mind had snapped. Only the thought of killing Jeong Madam filled his vision. I want to kill you. Dare you ignore me? Dare you treat me like a tool? Dare you betray me! Then I’ll show you! That I’m not just some farmer from a backwater village… I’ll make you regret it even in death!
His grip on Jeong Madam’s slender neck grew tighter. Die!! Die!! Sweat poured down his body. He gnashed his teeth in his tightly clenched jaw until they ached, putting in all his strength. His hands turned white from the effort.
And right in front of him… Jeong Madam…
“Eh…” Suddenly, Jeong Madam’s face began to change into another woman. And that woman…
“Hee… Hee Jin?” It became his daughter again. His daughter cried out, “Appa…”
“Hee Jin!” Startled, he hurriedly let go. But his daughter collapsed powerlessly. Ah… aa… With trembling hands, he shook his daughter Hee Jin. No response came. No matter how hard he shook her, she didn’t even breathe.
He recoiled in shock and fell backward. Landing hard on his rear, he stared at the dead daughter with a terrified face. Then he raised both hands. They were shaking uncontrollably. Gazing once more at the motionless daughter… a chill ran down his spine.
Sweat suddenly poured like rain. The sudden silence felt as heavy as lead. His breathing grew labored. And… right in front of him came a clank! A rope descended from the ceiling. At the end of the rope was a loop like a noose. It hung from the ceiling and swayed with a creepy creak… creak… Below it stood a chair.
Yongha stared blankly at it. Then he looked back at his daughter. Still motionless. As if she had died right before his eyes… It felt as if he had killed the precious daughter he treasured.
At that thought, tears burst forth. Regret surged in. What have I done… what has my own hand done to her… His mind grew messy. He couldn’t think clearly. His body shook like aspen leaves again.
Gazing at his daughter once more, he called her name carefully. “Hee Jin…” No answer came back.
“Hah…” He gulped air again. He kept staring at the daughter as if dead for a long time. “I… why did I…” Tears poured, blurring his vision. No matter how many times he wiped his eyes with his hands, the blurred vision remained. Yongha sobbed. Regret pushed in like waves, preventing him from breathing.
He finally knelt and burst into wails as if his breath would fail. After crying for a long while, he staggered to his feet. Standing unsteadily, he looked at the rope hanging from the ceiling. Eventually… he stepped onto the chair below.
Full of fear and hesitation… at the end of that hesitation, he gently grasped the rope. “Sob… sob… I’m sorry… Appa is sorry…” In agony from regret, he looped the rope around his own neck.
Finally, he slowly closed his eyes. Every time the rough end of the rope touched his neck, chills ran through him. His body trembled more from fear. Clunk… He kicked the chair he had stepped on.
The chair fell with a loud noise. And… the rope tightened around his neck. Yongha gasped “Guk… guk…” and writhed pathetically. It was like a grotesque dance in mid-air. With unbearable pain, it felt as if his neck bones would shatter. His breathing choked, and strength slowly left his brain and body as air gradually ran out. His vision darkened slowly, and consciousness became hazy. Death was approaching swiftly. Guk… guk guk…
Through the hazy vision, his daughter’s face appeared. He met her eyes. Ah…