Chapter 292: Rage-13 (1)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 292: Rage-13 (1)
The guy, who was late to grasp the situation, meekly answered my questions.
“So, you got pissed after I kicked your ass last week, went to a club, and that bastard approached you.”
When I summed up his rather long-winded story, the guy nodded his head frantically.
“And you just took a pill from some hooded stranger you didn't even know and popped it?”
“N-no, that's not it…”
Right.
He didn't just pop it.
After hearing the guy's story and being tempted, he apparently did his own 'verification'.
He made the hooded guy take the pill first, then had him take a drug test, and so on.
“It really didn't show up on the results, so I took it… Why… why did it work on me?”
Uh, actually, you weren't affected either.
“He probably pretended to take it, you idiot. Either that, or it was a fake pill that just looked the same.”
“Ah… that bastard took it with so much confidence, I didn't even think to doubt him.”
Watching him grind his teeth in frustration, all I could do was sigh.
“How can I contact that bastard?”
“Uh, I can't.”
“What do you mean you can't? You should've exchanged numbers if you wanted to buy more drugs later.”
“He told me to come to that club whenever I needed more. He said he'd find me…”
“Hmm.”
He'll find me if I go to the club, huh.
Is he a regular who practically lives at that club?
If not that, then…
“He could be an employee of the club, or someone closely connected to it.”
Since I don't have any information on him, I'll have to keep my options open for now.
I warn the guy, who's sitting meekly on the hospital bed, sneaking glances at me.
“Hey.”
“Y-yeah.”
“If I don't catch this bastard, you're going to prison, guaranteed. So if you're hiding anything or there's something you haven't told me, say it now. If I find out later, you're dead.”
At that, he shook his head violently.
“I told you everything I remember! I swear!”
Judging by his desperate expression, he didn't seem to be lying.
“Stay put until I catch that bastard. Don't try anything stupid, or you'll be in big trouble.”
This wasn't some empty bluff to keep him in line.
If he tried to escape on his own, he could really get into deep shit.
Why?
“You saw that nurse earlier, right?”
“The… the nurse with the scary eyes…?”
“Yeah. That nurse, she's a Hunter.”
“Gasp…!”
All the nurses here are either Awakened Beings or Hunters.
Their ranks aren't that high, but they're more than capable of wiping the floor with a guy like Kim Jeong-hun.
“So don't fuck around, and just do as you're told.”
After warning him not to cause trouble for everyone with some rash move, I was about to leave the room.
“Ah, hey… w-wait a minute!”
The guy called out to stop me.
“I… uh… how long do I have to stay here…?”
“Who knows.”
How long should he stay?
“I'll let you out when I think it's okay for you to leave.”
“W-when is that?”
“If you keep whining like that, you won't be getting out this year, at least.”
“……”
The guy's face twisted into a pout.
He was born and raised in Seoul. Not only that, he was born into a wealthy family and enjoyed all the perks of city life. The thought of being stuck in a rural hospital with nothing to do must be driving him crazy.
The guy, who had been looking crestfallen, suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
“J-just one more thing.”
“What now?”
“…Did you… do it with my sister?”
“Do what…? Ah.”
I was wondering what his last question would be in a situation like this, and he's seriously asking if I had sex with his sister?
What a fucking riot, this guy.
Sliding the door open, I answered him with a smile.
“We already had an ecstatic night while you were passed out.”
“Ah……!”
Before I stepped out of the room and closed the sliding door, I left one last comment for the guy, who was sighing deeply with a look of despair.
“Hey.”
“……?”
“Your sister was amazing.”
“You son of a biiiitch!”
Mmm, sweet.
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By the time I took the KTX back to Seoul, the world was already steeped in darkness.
The clock on my smartphone read 10 PM.
“Good timing.”
The perfect time to go to a club.
“The Pentakill Club in Gangnam, he said.”
I immediately hailed a taxi and headed to the club.
The name ‘PentaKill’ was written on the front of a building where a huge crowd was lined up.
I heard a member of some popular old idol group opened it.
“Let's see…”
I guess I'll try getting in the same way he did.
I pulled out my smartphone and called the club's MD, whose number I got from Kim Jeong-hun, telling him to come to the entrance.
Soon, a scrawny guy draped in ill-fitting luxury brands walked out from the entrance.
“You're Jeong-hun's close friend?”
“Yes, I'm Kim Do-jin.”
“Uh… you look familiar. Are you a regular at our club?”
“No, this is my first time.”
“Sigh… but why do you look so familiar?”
The guy stroked his chin, pondering, before finally waving his hand.
“Ah, whatever. I must've seen you around somewhere. Follow me.”
I followed him into the club.
The people standing in the long line to the side shot me envious looks.
I felt a sense of pride for some reason.
Is this why rich kids blow so much money at clubs?
The guy led me to the best table on the second floor, with a clear view of the stage, and shouted.
“I've set you up with drinks and snacks, so enjoy! As for women… with a face like that, you'll have no trouble picking them up yourself. Call or text if you need anything! Okay?”
“Okay.”
After sending the scrawny guy off, I sat alone at the table and sipped my drink.
“Tsk… this isn't very good liquor.”
It cost almost two million won to get this table, but the quality of this liquor was crap.
Are other people so loaded they pay this much to drink this kind of swill?
“Then again… the alcohol probably isn't the point.”
The goal for guys who get tables and drink at clubs is obvious.
What else is there besides bringing a decent girl over, getting her drunk, and then going to a nearby motel to fuck?
Anyway, I've got a table, but how am I supposed to find that bastard?
As I was pondering and looking around.
“Oppa~ Did you come alone?”
A half-naked woman leaned forward, showing off her cleavage, and asked me.
Her tone and attitude were full of confidence, as if she was sure I'd fall for it.
Her bleached-blonde hair and made-up face were decent enough, but she wasn't my type.
I've been fooling around with so many pretty girls that my standards have gotten pretty high.
After sending her away with a few gestures and words, I continued to scan the club.
“I don't see anyone wearing a hood…”
Everyone was dressed to the nines.
It'd be nice if I could spot someone acting suspiciously, but they were all just grinding their dicks on women's asses.
“Hmm.”
Come to think of it, that Jeong-hun guy said something.
He said the dealer knew he was in a really shitty mood.
And he used that to coax him into taking the red pill.
“Does he only appear to people who look like they have some sob story?”
That might be it.
After all, there's nothing crazier than just walking up to a sober person and trying to sell them drugs.
People who are wasted, or those overwhelmed by some deep emotion.
Does he scope out targets who seem like they'd accept the drugs and then subtly approach them?
“If that's the case, this is a problem…”
This made things a bit awkward.
If he carefully observed his target's face and condition before showing up, there was no way he'd approach me.
“This is the problem with having a famous face.”
One thing was for sure.
“It's a bust.”
I wasn't catching him today.
“Since it's come to this, maybe I should just pick up a decent girl and have some fun… Nah, forget it.”
I thought about picking a decent-looking girl to play with, since it'd be a waste of money otherwise.
“But there's no one I like.”
My standards have gotten way too high.
There were so many pretty, dressed-up girls here, but I couldn't find a single one I was into. Jeez.
My mood suddenly soured.
“I should have done it with Eun-bi…”
I boasted to that bastard Jeong-hun that I had wild sex with Eun-bi, but the truth is, we didn't.
How could she be in the mood for sex when her own brother was about to go to prison for doing drugs?
I'm not interested in sex where only one person is enthusiastically thrusting their hips.
After downing a few more glasses of liquor and looking around, I finally got up from my seat.
“…Guess I'll just go home.”
I'd be better off spending this time patting Yu-jeong's or Jeong-hee's ass.
I left the club right away and took a taxi home.
I walked up the stairs, opened the door, and stepped into my room, only to see a lump under the covers in the dark.
“……?”
Looks like someone came in and was hiding.
If someone's in a guy's room, under his covers no less, they must be ready for some action, right?
I silenced my footsteps, walked over slowly, and slipped under the covers from the bottom.
Smooth, flawless legs stretching out.
It's Yu-jeong.
Now that I'd identified her, I reached out and slid my hand into her panties.
“Nghh…!?”
A surprised moan echoed from the sneak attack.
“W-what the…!”
The girl who tried to surprise me, only to get surprised herself, lifted the covers.
Soon, our faces met in the darkness.
“Hey.”
When I greeted her with a grin, she glared and complained.
“You bastard… Even if you knew, would it kill you to pretend to be surprised just once?”
“It wouldn't kill me, but something else is rising.”
Understanding my meaning, she blushed slightly.
“Then make it rise faster.”
“I'm already making it rise, so just wait a sec… Ah.”
Looking at her sharp features, which might seem angry to others, a good idea suddenly popped into my head.
Shin Yu-jeong.
“Yu-jeong.”
“What.”
“Let's do a job together.”
I choose you.