Chapter 66
Chapter 66
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: Lily, and Justice
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"..."
Unlike the entertaining tale unfolding from the correctional officer, Crow walked a thorny path alone, without a shred of amusement.
In his pocket were his last pack of cigarettes and Scardi's lighter. She had handed everything over to him without hesitation.
But Crow was keenly aware that Scardi's [demands] would soon begin. She reaped true profits through deals with those indebted to her.
"I'm back..."
Crow opened the door and stepped inside. The moment it swung open, the innocent Creep and Lily, her face streaked with tears, rushed at him simultaneously, hugging him tightly.
"Oppa, Oppa...! What happened...?"
Among them, Lily fussed the most, bombarding Crow with urgent questions. Her trembling fingertips brushed his cheek in worry.
"And what's with your face... What did Orca unnie and Scardi do? Huh...?"
While subtly shoving Creep away from Crow. Unaware of what was happening, Creep tumbled to the floor, blinking in confusion.
But Lily paid no mind, seating Crow on the bed and claiming the spot beside him. With no room left on the bed, Creep grumbled, making a show of her sulkiness before storming out of the room in a huff.
"Sorry, Lily..."
"What do you have to be sorry for? There's no sorry between us. Oppa, it's okay..."
Lily hugged Crow, patting his back. The strong stench of cigarettes wafting from him stung her nose, but she said nothing.
"How did it come to this... me, turning into... this mess..."
In her warm embrace, receiving undeserved comfort and encouragement, Crow muttered to himself. Nothing tormented him more than facing his broken self head-on.
"Lily, sorry... Because of me, you too..."
"It's not because of you, Oppa."
Yet Lily never gave up, standing firmly by his side. Like a well-rehearsed script, she poured out perfect words to soothe his heart.
"You did nothing wrong, Oppa. Neither you nor I... We don't deserve this treatment. But the world isn't ready yet. It's too immature to accept us."
Still holding him tight, Lily continued, her hot breath caressing him as she stroked his hair.
"Still, Oppa, let's get out together. Let's escape with me and get revenge. On Justice unnie, living carefree after daring to do this to you... On Orca unnie... I can never forgive them. Or the other villains."
Crow stared vacantly around the cramped room, his gaze meaningless. Though confined with no freedom, Lily spoke to him of a wide-open future.
"Come with me."
"How...?"
Crow couldn't easily nod. He'd thought about breaking out a few times, but even seizing the opportunity was no easy feat.
Here, he wasn't treated like an ordinary inmate. He was [Crow], the only [man] in a prison full of women.
Even unintentionally, his actions drew eyes, attracting attention from inmates and guards alike.
"...I'll make a plan."
But Lily was in a relatively safe position. Despite her unique history as a former hero, thanks to Crow, she was somewhat out of the spotlight.
Anyone trying to touch Lily was just trying to provoke Crow, after all.
So, Lily could move a little more freely.
"Just wait a bit."
Lily kissed Crow. Even with the lingering cigarette smell, her small tongue explored his mouth joyfully, savoring the kiss.
"...Mmm."
For Lily, his last ally, Crow offered his body.
The final gift he could give this sister-like girl who loved him was nothing more than an adult kiss that soiled their bond up to now.
"Haa..."
Lily's moist lips pulled away from Crow, trailing saliva like fine threads.
Crow couldn't deny that Lily was a woman. His corrupted mind, craving pleasure in a woman's arms right then, swelled his lower body.
The withdrawal was intense. He needed another cigarette.
Cigarettes and sex—
Without both, Crow couldn't endure.
"...Oppa, I'm here instead of Justice unnie. Forget that woman who sent us to this hell. I can take her place."
Not lovers,
But their bond was too deep for mere colleagues.
For Crow, abandoned by that Justice, Lily subtly lifted her top. Slender as she was, her body had surprisingly soft curves that were pleasing to the eye.
Crow tried to turn his head away. But Lily cradled his head against her upper body, gently revealing her soft breasts and slender arms.
"I can endure because of you, Oppa. I want you to desire me..."
Lily's soft hand took Crow's trembling one and guided it near her hips. The sensation was not of a small, cute little sister, but the firm elasticity of a mature woman.
A sweet, musky scent. Even if it carried a faint unpleasantness, it wouldn't be strange—but from her young, alluring flesh came only a sweet aroma crafted for men.
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Lily and Crow embracing each other,
Creep knocking outside, whining about eating,
Duksoon lining up for dinner only to get cut in front of,
Scardi discussing the current situation with Rin—
At that exact same moment.
"...Guhk-!"
In the Hero Association's recovery room, equipped with top-tier medical facilities, Justice opened her eyes.
Sensors of all kinds clung to her body, along with IV drips filled with nutrients to aid recovery.
The moment Justice awoke, she quickly ascertained where she was and checked the date and time.
"N-No way..."
August 18th?
She had been awaiting Crow's trial.
July 23rd, in the early dawn hours,
That restless dawn when sleep evaded her troubled mind...
Lily had called her out...
Beep- Beep-
"Ah, Justice!"
The warning beeps interrupting her recollection brought in several doctors.
After weeks in a coma, Justice's body needed thorough checks and rehab.
"Wait! What are you doing?"
They needed to examine her and ensure stability, but Justice frantically ripped off the needles and sensors.
She had no time for this.
She had to see Crow as soon as possible. Or maybe catch Lily first?
"L-Lil... Khuh-! Where is Lily...!"
Amid harsh coughs and ragged breaths, she demanded Lily's whereabouts. To Justice, her body mattered less than Lily and Crow's locations.
The pristine white bed stained with blood from her scratches. But her wounds had begun slowly healing the moment she regained consciousness.
Anger, or betrayal...
Amid the whirlwind of intense emotions, Justice hastily shed her patient gown and searched for street clothes.
Ironically, the drawer prepared for her held only the costume she wore as a hero.
"..."
Justice bit her lip hard and dressed her stiff body.
Her thought circuits, dormant for weeks, spun back to life in an instant. The [battle] with Lily—hurling powers at each other until she lost consciousness—made her heart pound.
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The gray dawn before night fully ended. Though the sun sought to rise, darkness still blanketed the world.
In the living room, where silence and loneliness had lingered unlike before, Justice drowned her mind in hot, potent liquor when she heard unexpected footsteps.
"Unnie."
A voice hovering between woman and girl, still tinged with youth.
"Can't sleep. Are you the same, unnie?"
But her languid tone, fitting the dark dawn, gave Lily's voice the allure of a seductress.
From the cold fridge, Lily took out chilled water and poured it into a glass. The clear sound filled the living room uneasily.
"Lily."
Justice paused between words, tilting her glass. She seemed wary of hurting this daughter-like girl's feelings with her own emotions.
"It's okay. Not your fault. I'll handle it somehow now."
Even as head of the Hero Association, Justice still agonized over Crow's situation.
His absence loomed vast and empty.
Their bond, tighter than even Justice realized, eroded her mind as events accelerated.
"I can't be sure Crow's a villain yet. He's not the type."
Still, in their shared residence with Lily, Justice bared her heart over drinks.
Lily's powers fully blocked any bugs there.
"...You really found nothing?"
"Yes."
Their gazes lingered on each other.
"Really?"
"...Yes."
Despite years together, Justice often sensed subtle unease around Lily.
Too ominous for a quiet, thoughtful girl—enough that she'd discussed it with Crow multiple times.
"...Okay, I trust you. Sorry. My head's a mess with the trial tomorrow."
The awkward talk ended short. Justice dumped the remaining liquor down the sink. The alcohol sweetly drummed against the dry stainless steel.
At the same moment, Lily raised a finger.
Aimed precisely at Justice's turned back—
Her index finger trained on the nape of her neck.