Giving the School Bully a Real Lesson (3)
"Ah, everyone! Just to be clear! I'm not here to expose anyone or anything! I'm just borrowing the broadcast channel!"
"Miri."
As controversy started brewing, I approached Miri.
"I'll take it from here."
"...You sure?"
"Yeah, I'm grateful just for lending me the channel."
I sent Miri off and stepped in front of the camera myself.
"Alright, from now on, I'll be taking the questions. First off, let me say this upfront: Miri has done nothing wrong in this broadcast. I just asked to borrow her channel for a bit."
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"Simple. First, let me explain to everyone what's going on here."
I laid it out step by step.
My dongsaeng's friend's girlfriend had been brutally bullied until she made a terrible choice. His friend, furious, had cast a curse using sorcery. And that curse had actually worked.
I softened it as much as possible to avoid upsetting viewers.
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"It's... not that simple. Someone else will explain this part."
As I held the spot, the first one to step up was Seo Hanul.
"Hello. I'm the one who cursed the school bullies."
Even hearing he'd cast a curse, viewers reacted positively—probably because he was the victim's boyfriend who'd lost his girl.
"I'm here to be honest with myself. And to be honest with my girlfriend. To confess my sin."
"I'll tell you. My sin was casting that curse."
Seo Hanul bowed his head deeply, admitting his fault.
"My curse wasn't just any curse. I turned my girlfriend into an evil spirit so she could take revenge on the bullies herself."
"Yes, I wanted her to get revenge on the bullies with her own hands. But... I found out too late. Once my spell was complete and the bullies died—they'd wander as evil spirits forever. Doomed to never find peace even in death!"
Seo Hanul's head drooped even lower as a wail-like sigh escaped him.
"After agonizing over it... I asked Seorin to help. To save my girlfriend! Revenge matters, but saving her matters more... sob!"
"Good job. Go rest now."
"...Yes."
He looked ready to burst into tears, so I sent him off to cry elsewhere. Miri, waiting in the wings, led him away.
"Now you understand why I'm doing this exorcism stream, right?"
"Okay, calm down—anyway, after hearing the story, I looked into every possible angle. How could I exorcise her soul safely? And I reached one conclusion."
I declared solemnly before the viewers.
"I can't do a full exorcism with my power alone."
"Truth is, as you all saw in the footage, I overdid it at Gwiam Reservoir... the wounds haven't healed yet."
This was truth mixed with a lie. I had overexerted myself there. And protecting Miri from the evil spirit inside her had drained even more.
...How much lifespan do I have left again?
Originally, when I possessed Baek Seorin, I had 10 years left—
—now down to 7. A full 3 years gone!!
I can't use any more power!!
Why else would I bother sweet-talking Lee Seola into becoming my subordinate? With her as my minion, I'd have way fewer occasions to exert myself. So, I lied about not being able to exorcise to avoid using power.
"So I searched for another way. And I found it: a safe exorcism method. By fulfilling her grudge for her—appeasing it."
I explained the method I'd told Seo Hanul before, and viewers bought it.
"Simple."
Right on cue, I beckoned to the side.
"Anyone who stole someone's life should be prepared to have their own dragged to hell, right?"
Two figures entered the broadcast frame: Park Sojin and Choi Jieun.
Choi Jieun looked anxious, pale face gulping repeatedly, eyes darting. Park Sojin was similar, but trembling harder. They were finally realizing what they were about to do.
"Scared?"
"U-um..."
"That's not..."
I subtly nodded toward Lee Seola hovering above them. Getting the signal, she positioned herself between them and whispered.
"Eek!!"
"Kyaaah!!"
The two convulsed at the whisper.
"Let's begin."
At my command, they dropped to their knees almost simultaneously.
"I'll confess my sins!"
Park Sojin went first.
"I... bullied weak kids on my friend's orders. Punched their stomachs, slapped their faces, cut their hair, dumped filth on them."
One by one, her vile deeds poured from her own mouth. Mostly physical violence. Viewers cursed her nonstop.
"I-it's all my fault!!"
Next, Choi Jieun confessed.
"I went along with the bullying. I thought if I didn't bully others or side with the bullies, I'd be the one bullied."
She wasn't as hands-on as Park Sojin. But she mocked victims, cursed them, sided with the perpetrators.
Full-face confessions, broadcast live. I casually checked viewer count on my phone.
Over 12,000 watching. And it wouldn't stop there. Ten thousand would spread the word online. Soon, everyone in the country would know. Their social lives were plummeting to hell. I smirked at the thought—
BAM!!
Someone crashed into the broadcast.
"Stop this right now!!"
"Seyeon?"
"Yoo Seyeon..."
She showed up, as expected. Good thing I'd had Choi Jieun send the address. Perfect timing.
"Huff, huff..."
Oh, and Kang Jaemin too? I'd planned to deal with him later, but he walked right into it.
"Fuck, you're all crazy! Crazy, I said!!"
Yoo Seyeon grabbed Park Sojin by the collar and yanked her up.
"S-Seyeon..."
"Ghosts? That shit doesn't exist! It's all a misunderstanding, a fucking misunderstanding! If you do this, what happens to me? You think you can just escape alone? Don't make me laugh!!"
Yoo Seyeon's eyes flashed with madness.
"Why should I suffer because of you weak bitches who offed yourselves 'cause your mental game's trash?! I won't have it! I ain't going to jail!!"
"Stop it, Yoo Seyeon!!"
Choi Jieun screamed at her. Yoo Seyeon and Park Sojin's gazes snapped to her.
"I'm... tired now."
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Yoo Seyeon's eyes wavered.
"I finally realize how horrible the things we did were. The kids we bullied must've felt just as hopeless as I do now...!"
"No..."
"We were the ones in the wrong."
"No...!"
"If you've sinned, you pay the price."
"Nooooo!!"
Yoo Seyeon howled, pulling scissors from her pocket.
Choi Jieun flinched.
"I'll kill you... anyone who defies me dies!!"
"...Huh?"
"Ah, aaah..."
Yoo Seyeon's face drained of color in an instant. Her focus shattered, breathing ragged. The hand with the scissors trembled like a leaf.
"L-Lee Seola..."
"...Yoo Seyeon?"
"U, aaaaaah!!"
Screaming at Choi Jieun—or rather, at Lee Seola superimposed over her. Everyone must look like Lee Seola in Yoo Seyeon's eyes now.
"Get away! Get awayyy!!"
Yoo Seyeon swung the scissors wildly in a frenzy. Everyone scattered from her.
"Where are you? Where?!"
She scanned around like a madwoman—no, a rabid dog.
And then—
"You, you! There you are! There!!"
Her eyes locked on something. Her body froze for a split second.
"Huh?"
"Kyaha, kyahahaha! Dieee!!"
Suddenly, she charged at someone.
Stab!
She plunged the scissors in.
"...Huh?"
Kang Jaemin stared blankly at his stomach in disbelief.
The scissors had pierced right through.