Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Too Many Women Are Troubling Me (5)
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"W-what are you talking about?"
"Hic... sob..."
Like a dying man leaving his final words, Jang Jin-hyuk barely managed to move the muscles around his mouth to speak.
Even an idiot would know what she meant by "slept with him."
Jin-hyuk knew he had to say something next, but it was too exhausting.
If this is a dream, it's the worst nightmare imaginable. Someone, please wake me up...
"Oppa suddenly fell asleep, so I thought I'd grab a drink alone in the lounge for a bit, but then he came up and started talking to me..."
Regardless of Jin-hyuk's state, his girlfriend Park Si-young kept going.
"I should've pushed him away harder, but I was drunk too, so I figured he'd back off eventually... but he wouldn't leave."
"Si-young-ah..."
Jin-hyuk's heart was still pounding like mad.
Honestly, part of him wanted to snap at Si-young right now.
Why'd you keep drinking? You should've just come back to the room. Or woken me up!
"That guy told me he figured I was lying about having a boyfriend. I felt so bad and thought maybe he wasn't a bad person since he said that... Then when I said I had to go, he worried I was too drunk and offered to walk me back to my room. But... but... hic... sob..."
Si-young buried her face in her hands and cried again.
It sounded so vivid, like it had really happened.
Jin-hyuk could easily picture the scene in his head.
Si-young and that guy.
He'd seen them together by the pool for a moment, so it wasn't hard to imagine.
Si-young clumsily turning down the guy while tipsy.
The man pressing on with a smile anyway.
Even with the sunglasses, he'd looked like bad news. What had that thug done to his Si-young?
He'd probably groped her and snickered the whole way to the room.
Just imagining it made Jin-hyuk want to beat the guy to death.
"He said he'd take me to my room, but he brought me to his room instead."
"What?"
"And he had his way with me all night long. Hic... sob..."
"That bastard—he raped you?!"
"It was my first time, and he didn't even use protection properly... What am I gonna do? Waaah!"
Si-young wailed pitifully.
But Jin-hyuk was the one who wanted to cry.
Every word from her stabbed him in the heart like a dagger.
Yeah, he'd already heard they'd had sex.
But now the details were pouring out.
Lured her under false pretenses and fucked her.
All night? Her first time? No condom?
Lies.
Jin-hyuk's head felt like it might split open from this absurd situation.
Was this really happening?
He'd just gotten drunk and passed out, and now everything was gone.
The precious virginity of his lovely 20-year-old Si-young, which should've been his, stolen by some other guy—who hadn't even bothered with a condom, something he definitely would've used. And all night long?
Seeing that guy's physique, his freakish stamina actually made it plausible, which only fueled Jin-hyuk's rage.
Honestly, up to this point, it might not be a total disaster.
He was furious, but they'd only been dating a short time, and she was way too pretty for him anyway. He wasn't even sure she really liked him.
He was terrified she'd dump him tomorrow.
This could even be an opportunity—comfort her after this traumatic experience, make their bond stronger.
Impressed by his understanding, Si-young falls for him completely and starts thinking marriage.
"..."
It was the defense mechanism of a man lacking confidence in his girlfriend and himself—a pretty rational one, all things considered.
"We sue him. Yeah, we sue. That's rape."
"Oppa..."
"Don't worry. I won't let him get away with it!"
Jin-hyuk shouted loudly in the car.
Korea was a country where the long arm of the law held strong.
Especially since the Black Tower appeared—government control had only tightened.
He was sure he could get revenge on the guy who touched his girl.
"Stop it."
"No, Si-young-ah. I can't just let this slide."
"I said stop!"
"Huh?"
Si-young suddenly yelled at Jin-hyuk.
"S-Si-young-ah."
"Just stop. I want to forget it all. Pretend it never happened."
"Si-young-ah, let me help you."
"No! Leave me alone. Please, I'm suffering."
"..."
"Oppa, let's break up. Just leave me alone."
Against Jin-hyuk's wishes, Si-young was the one calling it quits.
Why... why...
Jin-hyuk's hands and feet trembled.
Was it wrong to want revenge on the guy who basically raped his girlfriend?
Was he being selfish? Only thinking of himself?
That's what he feared. What if he and his girl wanted different things? That meant breakup.
Right now, Jin-hyuk's greatest fear was losing Si-young.
They hadn't even had sex yet, and he had so much more he wanted to do.
Please, tell me this is a dream.
The thug he'd dismissed as a lowlife had toyed with his sweet, smart, and stunningly beautiful Si-young.
And now she was breaking up with him.
Unless demons ruled the world, how could this happen?
The best day of his life turned into the worst?
No.
Even if demons ruled instead of angels, there had to be something a human could do.
He couldn't let her go. He'd thought she was one in a lifetime!
"Do you have that bastard's number?"
"What are you saying?"
"You must've given it to him or something."
"Oppa..."
Si-young was still sniffling.
Jin-hyuk claimed to love this girl, but he didn't hug or comfort his crying girlfriend.
Right now, his desire to possess her forever outweighed any concern for her well-being. He couldn't even see her pain clearly.
"I told you to stop—why do you keep pushing?!"
"Whoa! Si-young-ah!"
"Open the door."
"..."
"Open it."
Si-young pleaded.
Jin-hyuk had no choice but to unlock the car door.
And she fled like she was escaping.
His girlfriend Si-young, who'd just declared their breakup.
"Ah..."
Until moments before falling asleep last night, Jin-hyuk had been blissfully happy. Now he was frozen solid.
Si-young's amateur acting—far from perfect.
But he'd been too worked up to see through it.
In truth, Si-young had drawn from her first night with Won-jun, when he'd actually taken her by force, to sell the story.
Not her feelings now, but back then.
She'd fleshed it out roughly, and even without acting experience, it had worked like a charm.
"Same as always, huh."
Park Won-jun, Korea's most talked-about Special Hunter right now.
He'd come to Busan's 50th floor to claim the title of solo-clearing both Seoul and Busan's 50th floors.
To reassure the public, he needed to conquer the top floor of Busan just as effortlessly as Seoul's.
Practically bound in fate to Korea's Hunter Management Bureau, Won-jun quietly fulfilled his duties.
"Feeling pretty good today."
Yesterday and today felt like a return to innocence.
Days filled with beautiful women and sex were fun enough, but these were extra special.
As scripted, Park Si-young "accidentally" leaked the number Won-jun had sent via text, pretending it was a mistake. Jang Jin-hyuk called right away.
Jin-hyuk dialed one of Won-jun's many new numbers.
The price of courage was steep.
A little trash talk, and then the video Won-jun sent made him lose his mind completely.
Si-young's face blurred out, Won-jun's massive cock plunging into her cute pussy.
Won-jun's ruthless voice in the video: "Dump that loser and date me instead."
Si-young's pained moans mixed in.
Perfect for shattering a man's spirit.
A bit childish, sure.
But excellent entertainment.
People love influencing others.
Like a young boy giving a gift to a girl his age and basking in her bright smile.
Didn't matter if the target was another guy.
Women—potential mates—react best to a cock's prowess from a man's view. Men react to displays of superiority.
Childish, stupid, but primal fun.
Shedding the hero's burden, wielding only overwhelming power, Won-jun still chased pleasure.
"Time to work."
And he was a diligent man who excelled at his job.
Liches appeared one by one as he headed to the boss room.
The staff-wielding skeleton mages from last time.
Won-jun felt no threat, as expected.
"Hm?"
But the magic from their staffs?
All 20 liches targeted Won-jun at once, unleashing blasts of icy energy from their staffs.
Kwaduduk!
"Whoa."
Won-jun dodged in place.
The spot he'd been standing was now frozen solid.
"This could be fun."
Last time, the liches only used fire magic, which had puzzled Won-jun a bit.
Now they were all using ice?
Same floor, same liches, but Busan instead of Seoul meant different elemental magic.
Quite intriguing.
Of course.
The outcome would be the same.
Just that Won-jun sought a sliver of enjoyment on the way there.
"That level of chill isn't even air-conditioner tier."
Won-jun grinned and prepared his martial art.
Perfect one for ice-wielding foes.
One he'd been maining since subtly returning.
Ice White Divine Art.
Shring.
Won-jun drew Muramasa and unleashed the ice art, Ice White Divine Art.
"One Realm of Ice and Snow."
Placing his hand on the blade and shouting, the area around Won-jun froze over.
Kwadududuk.
The liches too, naturally.
"..."
Won-jun left the corpses as icy decorations and headed to the boss room.
Fun.
A man who treated national crises like mere entertainment.
That was Won-jun now.