Chapter 127
Chapter 127
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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On a rainy Friday night, a black Mercedes pulled up in front of a villa radiating an eerie vibe.
Rain poured down in diagonal sheets beyond the car window, and with every flash of lightning, the silhouette of the brick villa emerged from the darkness.
"This is our little hideout."
The Byulha Fairy stepped out of the driver's seat and popped open an umbrella.
At that, the Yuhwa Fairy grabbed Jeong Jiwoong's arm, tugging it close.
"What do you think? Pretty cool, huh? You'll be coming here a lot from now on."
Jeong Jiwoong stared out the window, feeling the muscles in his nape tense up.
Yoo Ungtae's warning lingered in his ears, but his feet had already carried him this far.
It was the moment when his burning desire to escape poverty had crushed all fear.
Screeeeech.
The villa's interior was far more opulent than he'd imagined.
In the center of the lobby, a marble fountain bubbled softly, spilling water.
Jeong Jiwoong was so stunned that an awed gasp escaped him.
"Wow..."
"What? Wanna live in a place like this? Just put in a little effort, and you could too."
"R-Really?"
"Told ya. You grabbed the golden rope just right. Wanna sit down first?"
The Yuhwa Fairy pointed to the sofa with a grin, then poured generous helpings of premium whiskey into crystal tumblers.
"First, a toast. To Jiwoong's new life!"
Whiskey filled three crystal glasses.
Jiwoong lifted his but hesitated, his face uncertain.
"Shouldn't we talk about the job first before drinking?"
"But don't we need to get to know each other a bit before business?"
"W-Well, yeah, but..."
"No need to rush. And like I said before, if it doesn't work out after trying, you can always go back to host work, right?"
This time, the Byulha Fairy patted Jiwoong's shoulder and added her piece.
"Don't worry. The ladies are nicer than you think—they'll spoil you rotten."
"You just drink with them?"
"Our Jiwoong's more innocent than I figured? Of course you'll sleep with them too. What, don't wanna do it with the aunties?"
"Well... if they pay... I've steeled myself for that much."
Jeong Jiwoong nodded.
In that instant, the Yuhwa Fairy's finger grazed his nape, her icy touch slithering across his skin.
"For now, have a drink with your big sisters."
"...Okay."
The three glasses clinked together.
The moment Jiwoong touched the whiskey to his lips, a sweet yet oddly bitter tang wrapped around his tongue.
"W-What... is this..."
The instant he set the glass down, his vision lurched, the chandelier lights fracturing and smearing into multiples.
"D-Dizzy..."
Even the Byulha and Yuhwa Fairies' faces blurred out.
Yet far from concern, laughter leaked from them.
"Effect's hitting faster than I thought."
"Tell me about it."
Their voices warped, as if echoing from underwater.
Jiwoong tried to rise from the sofa, but his legs wouldn't respond.
He didn't even feel the jolt of his knees slamming the floor.
"W-What did you... do to me...?"
"What else? Slipped you a drug."
"A d-drug...?"
Jiwoong's words weren't forming right anymore.
Drool trickled from his mouth, proving it.
Swish.
The Byulha Fairy leaned in and lifted his face.
All the elegance in her eyes was gone, replaced by raw, animalistic thrill.
"Your big sisters are sorry. Really."
As Jiwoong fought to cling to his fraying mind, the Yuhwa Fairy reached from behind and fisted his hair.
His head snapped back, the ceiling swimming into view.
"You're just too pretty—we couldn't hold back. We have a hobby for collecting beautiful things like you."
"Sweet dreams. You'll make such a pretty toy."
Jiwoong's consciousness plunged into bottomless dark.
The last sounds were the women's crisscrossing laughs and rain drumming the windows.
Right before the blackness consumed him, Yoo Ungtae's words flashed through his head.
-Never meet them outside.
It was a warning far too late for Jeong Jiwoong.
How much time had passed?
Jiwoong sensed his awareness slowly returning.
His head throbbed like lead, eyelids drooping heavy as weights.
"Ugh......"
He struggled to pry his eyes open.
In the hazy blur, the first thing that registered was the orange fluorescent bulb on the room's ceiling.
Even that glare stung too fiercely.
"Uh.... uh...."
No voice came out at all.
His tongue lay numb and stiff, lips cracked and dry.
His whole body felt sunk in leaden weight, yet his senses burned with unnatural clarity.
Like a bug trapped in a glass case.
Swish—
Then, warm body heat pressed against his back.
"Awake already, our handsome Jiwoong?"
The Byulha Fairy's voice.
Her hand roamed up his chest, pinching flesh along the way.
Sharp pain lanced through, but he couldn't even scream.
"This drug's seriously top-notch."
"Right? Like a living doll."
"Lucky sis hates resistance as much as I do."
As Jiwoong strained to piece together what was happening, sudden weight bore down.
The Byulha Fairy had mounted his waist.
Her clothes long vanished somewhere.
The feel of her bare skin against his belly was vividly agonizing.
"Now the fun really starts, Jiwoong."
Her lips trailed down his neck.
Teeth nipping flesh sent his mind spinning in agony.
Yet his body stayed frozen, unresponsive.
"Ah.... ah...."
The feeble groan scattered into the air, while the Yuhwa Fairy knelt nearby, filming it all.
"That expression's a masterpiece. Fully aware but totally helpless."
"Body and tongue paralyzed, senses untouched."
"Heh! This is electric!"
The Byulha Fairy fondled his chest, then half-rose.
Pain and humiliation shredded his sanity.
"S-Someone... h-help......"
Breath choked off, tears welled in his eyes—but he couldn't even wipe them.
Gazing down, the Byulha Fairy guided his cock into her pussy, then started jiggling her tits as she rode.
"Ha-ah~ Hng~ ♡ This guy's... incredible...?"
The Yuhwa Fairy propped the camcorder steady and yanked his hair.
Her free hand was already undoing his belt.
"My turn to play now?"
As the Byulha Fairy toyed with her breasts and ground her hips, the Yuhwa Fairy entered Jiwoong's sight.
A metal tool glinted in her hand.
"Now it really begins, darling."
"Ugyagyagya!!"
I stretched with a big yawn and sat up.
Tried for a quick nap, but evening already?
Still, the sleep had restored my condition nicely.
'Overdid it 'cause the Gold Fairy's ass was too damn good.'
Anyway.
Butler Lee Hyun-seok said Detective Yoo Seongjae's brother, Yoo Seonghyeon, ended up in a psych ward just like Park Gwangho. Wonder if he'll react to Sowol Fairy's composite sketch?
"Phew!"
If Yoo Seonghyeon does bite, I'll slyly press the detectives for info.
Under the guise of desperately wanting to catch whoever broke my hometown bro Park Gwangho like that.
'Dying to test that ability for real.'
Tried the Mermaid Shrine skill lightly on Cheonga, but it still felt off somehow.
Like taking a shit and stopping halfway?
Whatever—it left me unsatisfied, for sure.
Vrrr. Vrrr.
Phone buzzed then.
Caller: Junseok.
"Hey, what's up?"
"It's me."
"...? Grandpa Junseok...?"
"Spot on. You been well?"
"Ah... Yes, sir."
Brief silence.
Chairman Seo Geonchang's voice flowed through soon after.
"Bit shameless, but mind if I ask you one favor?"
"What kind of favor from me...?"
"Did you really exorcise that ghost haunting our house back then?"
Chairman has no clue the ghost Cheonga is still here.
I played it cool.
"Yes, sir. Nothing to worry about."
"I see."
"But what favor exactly?"
"...A close friend of mine says a ghost suddenly showed up in his house."
"G-Ghost?"
"Think you could exorcise it like last time?"
Ghosts usually appear in the form they died in, they say.
If accidental death?
Missing an arm or leg, probably.
I shuddered at the mental image.
"Th-That time was pure luck on my part."
"Was it...?"
"Plus, if the ghost's strong, I'd be the one in danger."
"Hmm... So you only helped 'cause it was Yerim?"
"Y-Yes."
"Then how about just confirming if there's really a ghost? No exorcism required."
Ha...
Awkward spot to refuse.
Just check for presence—no real out.
'...I'm no shaman or priest.'
I pressed my throbbing temple with fingertips.
"Understood. But may I ask who this friend is?"
"Jang Manguk."
Wait...
Jang Manguk—Daesung Group chairman?
I swallowed dryly.
"Daesung Group chairman?"
"That's him. Come to think, didn't you go to his granddaughter's birthday party once?"
"Ah... Yes, at Yerim's request."
"So you'll do it? Even just a check—no exorcism—and Manguk will make it worth your while."
Daesung Group, big league like Yeoksan.
Dunno what "worth your while" means exactly, but damn tempting.
Manguk wouldn't cheap out on a reward.
Plus.
Need to keep chaebols at arm's length, but if they owe me?
That's insurance.
'Hmm...'
My lips curved up slow.
A soft chuckle escaped as I spoke.
"I'll go take a look."