Chapter 30
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: Love and Revenge
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"I love you too."
"Hic...! But..."
"Tsk. Just listen for now."
I stopped Yuri-noona, who was about to start blaming herself and crying again.
If I'd left her alone, she would've spent the whole time tearing herself down and shedding tears.
"I know exactly what you're worried about, noona. The fear that your love for me might not be genuine. Calling yourself disgusting because of that. But I don't care about any of it."
I stroked Yuri-noona's cheek as she listened quietly to me with teary eyes, and continued.
"Because I like you, Yuri-noona. Even if the beginning or the reasons behind it are realistic and selfish, it doesn't change the fact that you love me, right? So what's the problem with us loving each other? They say love comes in as many forms as there are people."
"It can't be that simple..."
"It's not simple. I've thought about this deeply before saying it."
It was the truth.
I'm not the type to fall in love with just anyone easily.
This feeling was real, born solely because it was her.
Yuri-noona shed a single tear at my words, full of conviction.
"...Yuseong, are you really okay with this? With a woman who might be saying she loves you for such a disgusting reason...? You're still saying you'll love and accept me...?"
"Of course. Like I said, because I love you, noona. I absolutely can't tolerate watching the woman I love suffer and die a horrible death. And I believe your feelings are pure and genuine."
"I want to believe it too. That this feeling I have for you is real... But..."
Yuri-noona still lacked confidence in her own words.
But then, as if realizing something, her eyes widened.
She must have finally understood that denying it further was pointless. She gave a small smile.
"...Come to think of it, no matter what I say, you'll protect me anyway, Yuseong."
"Finally getting it?"
"Yeah... I feel like an idiot for even worrying about this. Sorry for taking so long to realize. And thank you..."
Her worries had been unnecessary from the start.
I'm protecting her without expecting anything in return anyway.
So the forced love she might feel out of gratitude for that protection wouldn't even arise.
And if she still loved me despite that, it would naturally be her true feelings.
She seemed to have finally realized that.
As she hugged me, expressing her gratitude, I hugged her back.
Her massive breasts pressed against my body, nearly making me hard in an instant, but I held back with desperate restraint.
I didn't want to ruin the mood.
Whether she knew of my desperate endurance or not, Yuri-noona pressed her chest even harder against me as she hugged me tightly.
"You're too good for me... I love you, Yuseong."
"I love you too, noona."
We expressed our tender feelings like that, quietly savoring the afterglow while listening to each other's heartbeats for a while.
Before long, the sadness and guilt had vanished from Yuri-noona's face, replaced by gratitude and happiness.
I could smile in satisfaction at that.
Shin Yuri was now my woman.
Well, she still didn't seem fully convinced about her own feelings...
'She's so unnecessarily kind.'
It all stemmed from her concern for me and her own guilt, so it only felt endearing.
She was too good-hearted, which made things tricky in all sorts of ways.
I'd have to work to ensure this pure heart of hers could continue.
With that resolve, I looked up at the ceiling and thought.
'...But it's about time things get dangerous.'
What was dangerous were the trash on the 4th floor.
With all the blood rushing to my head, I'd suppressed them purely on emotion and overdid it.
Those guys deserved to die in maximum agony, not just from excessive bleeding.
'But breaking this mood isn't great either.'
I looked down at Yuri-noona in my arms, pondering.
But... she's not moving?
"Noona?"
Sensing something off, I called out to her, but no response.
When I gently shook her shoulder, her pretty sleeping face came into view. She'd fallen asleep before I knew it.
'Well... she was on the verge of being kidnapped and raped just moments ago. She must be mentally exhausted.'
Plus, she'd seen people right next to her having their legs torn off or crushed in real time.
It wasn't strange for her stamina to hit its limit.
Still, the timing was perfect.
This way, I could exact revenge without any loose ends.
Relieved at how smoothly things were going, I carefully lifted her without waking her, carried her into the room, and gently laid her on the bed.
Since the weather was chilly today, I tucked her in properly with the blanket, kissed her forehead, quietly closed the door, and headed back up to the 4th floor.
'Blood smell... They haven't died already, have they?'
As I returned to the 4th floor, a thick bloody scent hit me.
And with it, the pained groans of those vermin, which had been almost silent before, started up again.
Good, they're still alive.
The burly guy at the entrance couldn't scream with the foot chunk lodged in his mouth, but he was still collapsed on the floor.
He was the only one without any missing body parts, so he wouldn't die easily, but shock death was always possible.
Fortunately, he was alive too.
I stepped over him and entered the house.
The floor was already a sea of blood.
The two guys in front of the door were both passed out.
The ones inside were awake but starting to lose consciousness from blood loss.
I hurriedly began moving them.
"Aaaah...!! My, my leg!!!"
"The blood won't stop!! Please spare me...!! I was wrong!!"
"Shut up or die."
They were crying and screaming so much during the transport that I said that, and they finally quieted down with choked sobs.
At least they listen.
Of course, the burly guy couldn't make a sound with his mouth blocked.
Like that, I made three round trips, carrying two at a time, and brought them all to the 1st floor parking lot.
They'd bled so much that my body was soaked in it during transport, but I could just use Clean, so I didn't mind.
Disgusting, but what can you do... I'd endure it.
The sky was turning from red to dark.
I looked down at the five men—mostly crippled from the waist down—in the dimming alley.
Baldy, two bowl-cuts, blondie, burly guy.
Ah, the two passed-out ones had woken up by now.
All of them were sobbing, tears and snot streaming as they clutched their missing body parts.
But they didn't dare voice it.
I'd told them I'd kill them immediately if they spoke.
I tapped the machete I'd brought on my shoulder and spoke coldly.
"You know, I've been thinking a lot about what to do with you trash."
"Not only did you dare try to defile my precious one, you even made her cry with your worthless words."
"So you all need to die in the most painful way possible."
I really had thought about it a lot.
How to kill them while inflicting maximum suffering.
And I'd come up with a way to make money, avoid hassle, and deliver the ultimate pain.
Grrraaah...
A male zombie missing one arm appeared in the alley I'd cleaned earlier.
The method I'd thought of: let the zombies eat them alive.
I'd considered burning them, but that would stink too much.
So I settled on zombies—easy points and no effort.
"Oh, here it comes. Say hi. That's Mr. Kim Zombie who's gonna send you off."
"Guh?! Guh!!!"
"Th-this isn't what you promised!!! You said you'd let us live if we stayed quiet!!"
"I don't wanna die...! I don't wanna die! I don't wanna diiiie!!!"
"Please spare us!!! Please!!! Pleeease!!!"
"Aaaah!!!"
Zombies drawn by the blood scent were approaching.
Zombies had a sense of smell, so with enough fresh blood like this, I could summon as many as I wanted.
"The fresh blood must be working well. Didn't expect five already."
In that short time, five zombies had gathered.
The men thrashed about, but with their legs gone, escape was impossible.
Ah, one only had one foot injured?
And sure enough, bowl-cut #1 trembled as he tried to stand on his good leg and flee.
"I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die."
Muttering that, he staggered toward the back of the zombie-free parking lot.
And I wasn't about to just watch.
"What makes you think trash like you can run?"
"A... Ahh...!"
Bowl-cut looked up at me with trembling eyes as I closed in instantly.
I swung the machete without a word, severing his leg completely at the knee.
"Gaaaah!!!"
He collapsed in a heap.
I sighed, grabbed his hair, and dragged him toward the zombies.
"Aaah...!!! Aaaaaah!!!"
He screamed as he was dragged.
I ignored him and pulled him next to the other collapsed men.
We were close enough now that the zombies could visually spot them.
"Seungwook..."
"Watch closely. This is what's coming for all of you."
I tossed bowl-cut into the zombies' range like feeding starved beasts, telling the men to take it as a lesson.
He entered their range before the others.
Which meant the zombies had recognized him as prey.
Graaaah!!
Grrrraaaah!!!
The zombies bared their teeth at bowl-cut in their sights.
Drooling filthily, they charged and lunged at him.
Crunch—!!
"Gaaaah!!!"
The zombie bit into him alive.
First, the shoulder.
"Don't eat me!! Don't eat me!! Aaaah!!!"
Then the nose.
Mouth, eyeball, ear, fingers, chest.
The five zombies savored him like a delicacy, chewing and tearing him apart while he was still alive.
Human teeth aren't built for ripping raw flesh, so the bitten suffers intense pain.
And historically, one of the worst punishments was tying someone up, smearing them with honey, and leaving them for wild animals to devour alive...
This was undoubtedly the perfect execution for maximum pain and terror for these scum.
About 30 seconds after the zombies pounced, bowl-cut's screams stopped.
Only the gruesome sounds of flesh being torn remained.
Once his life fully ebbed, the zombies—having fulfilled their urges to feed and propagate—turned to the four men right in front of them.
Graaaaaah—!!
Crunch—!!
"Aaaaaah...!!!"
I don't know whose scream it was.
But it suited the trash perfectly, I thought.
While the remaining four were eaten alive by the zombies, I watched silently with Nameless activated.
...Feel any guilt?
None at all.
'This way, I get points for killing zombies too.'