Chapter 150
Chapter 150
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 150
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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In the midst of the bustling street crowd, the Sowol Fairy happened to spot Lee Youngjun.
Her eyes locked onto the silhouette of a man as she stepped out of the café.
He cut a tall, handsome figure, seemingly over 180cm, with broad shoulders, neatly trimmed black hair, and a cold aura emanating from his sunglass-clad face that only amplified his striking presence.
However, the white cane gripped in his hand and his unsteady gait revealed that he was blind.
"Oh my, such a handsome man like that..."
The Sowol Fairy bit her lip lightly.
She had a habit of chasing after good-looking guys even on ordinary days, but this time, something truly stirred within her.
Moreover, his blindness oddly sparked a thrilling excitement.
'This could be fun.'
The Sowol Fairy tailed Lee Youngjun all the way to his home in secret, barely suppressing the pounding in her chest that felt like it might leap out of her throat.
His steps were slow, but she followed silently behind, moving carefully with each footfall.
Swoosh—
The apartment hallway was quiet, filled only with the sounds of his cane and footsteps.
The moment he inserted the key into the lock and turned it, the Sowol Fairy swiftly approached and shoved his back hard.
"Wha—?!"
Lee Youngjun staggered forward from the unexpected impact.
His hand grasped at empty air, but his already unbalanced body tumbled over the threshold into the room.
Seizing the opportunity, the Sowol Fairy slipped inside and shut the door behind her.
Click.
"Wh-who are you?! What do you think you're doing?!"
Lee Youngjun flailed on the floor, trying to get up, but panic made his arms slip, sending him crashing back down.
Terror twisted his face, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.
"Wh-who the hell are you?!"
The Sowol Fairy quickly scanned the apartment.
Fortunately, no one else was home.
A quick glance at the furniture and clothes confirmed he lived alone.
Screeech—
Lee Youngjun's face trembled in sheer terror.
The Sowol Fairy grabbed him by the hair and dragged him into the bedroom to satisfy her urges.
Despite his tall 180cm frame, he was helpless against her strength.
Thud—
His foot caught on the threshold, but the Sowol Fairy didn't stop for a second.
If anything, her eyes gleamed with eager anticipation.
"St-stop...! It hurts!"
Caught in this inexplicable nightmare, Lee Youngjun desperately twisted his body in resistance.
His arms flailed wildly, snagging at the Sowol Fairy's clothes, but she had already destroyed his balance completely.
"Stay still..."
"Wh-who are you..."
The Sowol Fairy yanked his head back forcefully with one hand while gripping his waist with the other, shoving him into the room.
Thump—!
His leg hit the edge of the bed, making his body lurch, and the Sowol Fairy wasted no time, hurling him onto the mattress with her full strength.
His back slammed into it, eliciting a pained groan of "Argh!"
"Who the hell are you! What the—"
Lee Youngjun tried to scramble up immediately, but the Sowol Fairy was already straddling him.
His arms floundered, pushing against her desperately.
But.
Pow—! Pow—!
The Sowol Fairy balled her fists and punched him square in the face.
The blow to his jaw snapped his head back against the bed, splitting his lip and drawing blood.
She leaned her weight on his chest and raised her fist again.
"Move once more, and this time it'll really hurt."
"P-please spare me... I'll give you all my money."
"I don't need money. All I want is you."
Lee Youngjun's breathing grew labored.
His unfocused eyes shook wildly, but the pain and fear contorting his features were vivid, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"What do you..."
"I want you... You're not deaf too, are you?"
"Y-you want me?"
The Sowol Fairy leaned in close, studying his face intently as her lips moved.
"So, can you stay still for me?"
"Y-yes... Please... I'll do anything you say..."
"Hmm, so you're confident you can make me happy?"
"I don't know what you mean, but... I'll do my best."
Lee Youngjun nodded frantically, his face pale with fear.
At that moment, the Sowol Fairy smiled meaningfully.
"...Then shall we play?"
*
"Let's have sex."
"W-what? Sex?"
"I'm saying we should fuck hard."
The Beopdo Hyeonnyeo's voice flowed in like clear, cold spring water.
As she entered the room, the air seemed to ripple with each step.
Swish—
The silver-embroidered sash around her waist came undone, falling to the floor.
With it, the front of her robe slowly parted, revealing silk undergarments beneath.
Approaching the moonlit window, she resembled a mystical painting; as the robe slipped from her shoulders, her jade-smooth, porcelain-white skin gleamed below.
'Fuck... what the hell is this...'
Shouldn't there be some warning signs before something like this?
Yet the Beopdo Hyeonnyeo had just rambled drunkenly about some pervert Yama King stealing her clothes.
So why was she suddenly seducing him so provocatively?
"W-wait a second..."
His throat suddenly went dry.
Undeterred, the Beopdo Hyeonnyeo reached behind her back without explanation, untying her undergarment strings.
Snap—
The silk cord loosened, the sound echoing in the quiet room.
One strap fell, parting the fabric over her breast and exposing a pink nipple clearly.
"How's this?"
'How's what?' or 'Why are you doing this to me?' tickled his throat, but he swallowed them and spoke.
"Are you... drunk?"
"No. I'm perfectly sober."
"Is it okay for the Beopdo Hyeonnyeo, attendant to the Jade Emperor, to be intimate with a human?"
"Can't Haeseong take responsibility for me?"
The moment he tried to get off the bed to defuse the situation, the Beopdo Hyeonnyeo took another step toward him.
Her steps were light and graceful, like walking on clouds, yet carried an inescapable weight.
Her undergarments fell completely to the floor, baring her stunning figure.
Her body was perfectly proportioned, like a marble statue.
"This is all too sudden..."
"Is there a problem?"
The Beopdo Hyeonnyeo's voice remained calm as she approached fully nude.
Her breasts formed perfect hemispheres, quivering slightly with each breath; even her toned abs and long legs surpassed any sculpture.
Reason teetered on the brink of surrendering to desire.
The lingering buzz from the alcohol vanished in an instant.
"This... at least needs some explanation, right?"
"What explanation? Am I not beautiful?"
"You are beautiful, but... didn't we just meet today?"
"Strange. I heard humans sleep with strangers all the time... Not you?"
His cock was already rock-hard.
But his mind refused to budge.
No matter how strong his libido, sleeping with the Beopdo Hyeonnyeo now?
Too many complications.
But.
Regardless of his conflicted reason, the Beopdo Hyeonnyeo stepped closer, twisting her upper body seductively.
Her breasts jiggled with the motion, casting shadows.
'Fuck...'
Normally, he'd be entranced by her looks and body, diving right in—but not now.
Too much to lose from one night.
Swish.
Cold sweat beaded as he swallowed hard a couple times.
His heart raced, but not from arousal or lust—it was pure tension.
After steadying his breath carefully, he spoke in a low voice.
"I'm... different from other humans. I don't sleep with women I've just met."
Of course, it was a lie.
How many times had he recently hooked up with women he'd just met?
He'd even done it with a virgin ghost and one that looked like a middle-aged auntie.
Silence fell over the room once more after he finished.
"...Am I not attractive enough?"
"It's not that you're unattractive. I just don't know much about you—how could we be intimate?"
"I don't know much about you either, Haeseong."
"So, don't we need time to get to know each other?"
The Beopdo Hyeonnyeo said nothing.
Instead, her piercing gaze seemed to say more than words.
Then, she slowly bent down.
She carefully gathered her scattered outer and undergarments from the floor.
"So you're rejecting me now...?"
"...I'm sorry."
As he bowed his head in sincere apology, the Beopdo Hyeonnyeo, clutching her clothes, turned just before leaving the room and met his eyes.
Then, in a quiet voice, she said briefly,
"...You pass."