Chapter 177
Chapter 177
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 177
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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As the faint light of dawn seeped through the window cracks, the room looked like a battlefield after a devastating war.
The bedsheets were crumpled and scattered across the floor, and the pillows seemed to have vanished into thin air.
"Haa... haa..."
I lay in the middle of the bed, panting heavily as I stared blankly at the ceiling.
I looked utterly drained, like a defeated soldier staggering back from the front lines.
'...Fuck, I nearly died.'
My face was pale, my lips swollen from all the time I'd spent down there licking away. Dark circles carved deep hollows under my eyes, and my arms dangled limply at my sides.
Even my breathing was growing faint and shallow.
Smooth.
Meanwhile, in one corner of the room, the Donghwa Fairy and the Gold Fairy gazed at each other with bright smiles, as if nothing had happened.
They both looked like they'd just neatly dressed moments ago. Sweat-absorbing clothes lay discarded on the floor, and they wore their celestial robes, the hems shimmering softly in the dawn light.
"Sis, I'm really sorry about earlier."
"No, it's fine. We should've just taken turns like we did today, but I feel like I snapped at you for no reason."
"Sis..."
The Donghwa Fairy straightened her robe and lightly touched up her hair in front of the mirror, while the Gold Fairy twirled gracefully on her tiptoes, her robe fluttering.
"Donghwa, isn't this kind of fun in its own way?"
"...Yeah, it was fun."
"Should we do it together again next time?"
The Gold Fairy beamed at the Donghwa Fairy.
Her eyes held a mischievous glint, and a playful smile tugged at her lips.
"I liked it too..."
The Donghwa Fairy nodded shyly with a smile, and the Gold Fairy's gaze shifted to me lying on the bed.
"No reaction today. Isn't he a bit too wiped out?"
"Ha, Haeseong?"
"He wasn't usually this exhausted before. Has he not been sleeping well lately?"
Fuck.
Not sleeping well?
They'd taken turns draining me six times in a short span—how could I have any reaction left?
It felt like I'd stirred up a hornet's nest for no reason.
As I gasped for breath, the Donghwa Fairy hesitated for a moment before approaching me cautiously.
"Haeseong..."
"...What?"
She sat gingerly on the edge of the bed with a shy expression, looking down at me quietly.
"Today... was really wonderful."
"Well... glad to hear it."
"Are you okay?"
I slowly turned my head at her words.
My unfocused eyes twitched my shoulders as I shook my head feebly.
The Gold Fairy burst into laughter and lightly draped an arm around the Donghwa Fairy's shoulders.
"Donghwa, don't worry too much. Humans are just a little fragile by nature."
"R-Really...?"
The Donghwa Fairy looked a touch dejected, but she soon smiled at me again.
"Still... I was so happy today."
I clutched the edge of the blanket and shook my head once more.
And amid the dizzying fatigue that threatened to carry my mind away, I made a firm vow.
I'd never again be foolish enough to take on both of these fairies at once.
*
♬♪♬
A few days after that threesome with the two fairies, on a late morning.
A sudden electronic chime shattered the silence of the quiet house.
♬♪♬
♬♪♬
The doorbell rang insistently, breaking the room's stillness.
I pulled the blanket over my head and scowled, brows furrowed.
The exhaustion still weighed me down days later, and my eyelids felt like lead.
♬♪♬
♬♪♬
I fumbled for the phone on the bed, barely extending my arm.
My fingertips grazed the corner, and without fully opening my eyes, I unlocked the screen.
Through bleary vision, I saw it was 10:30 a.m.
My face hardened instantly.
"Sh-Shit!"
I'd set the alarm for 9 a.m., but somehow missed that blaring noise...
The doorbell rang again, jolting me upright.
'Fuck, the aftereffects are lasting forever.'
Every joint creaked like rusty hinges.
I roughly ran my fingers through my messy hair and headed for the front door.
My body sagged heavily, but the thought of someone waiting outside forced me to rally my senses.
Thud—thud—
Half-lidded eyes glanced at the intercom screen as I left the room, sharpening a bit.
There stood a familiar face in a neat shirt and jacket.
Detective Yoo Seongjae.
Creeeak.
I opened the door and bowed deeply at once.
"Sorry. I set an alarm but didn't hear it."
"You look exhausted still. Everything okay lately?"
I couldn't exactly say I'd weathered a storm of a threesome with the fairies a few days ago.
Scratching my head, I replied.
"Haha... I've got insomnia these days."
"I went through that once because of my little brother... Want me to recommend a good clinic?"
"If it gets worse, I'll take you up on that. Come in for now."
"Thanks, then."
Detective Yoo Seongjae stepped slowly inside.
"Glad you opened up. Might've had to break it down otherwise."
"S-Sorry."
"Kidding. Anyway, the place looks totally renovated. Did some remodeling?"
"The building's old, so I just spruced up the interior."
"Looks way better."
"Yeah? Worth the investment, then."
I grinned awkwardly and headed to the table.
"Coffee okay?"
"I drink anything."
"One sec. I'll get it ready."
I quickly prepared coffee and set it on the table. Detective Yoo Seongjae inhaled deeply and took a sip.
He carefully set the cup down and shifted in his seat.
His eyes were serious and sharp, unlike his usual cheer.
"Victim's name is Lee Youngjun. Twenty-eight years old, certified with level 1 visual impairment."
"V-Visually impaired?"
"Yes. Lee Youngjun is currently at Jaehundae Hospital for treatment, then transferred to a psychiatric ward. He was fine with speech before, but now he's barely saying a word due to psychological trauma."
"Family?"
"No family. He was a basic livelihood recipient living alone in a government-subsidized apartment."
I'd gotten a rough rundown over the phone yesterday, but not that the victim was visually impaired.
Frowning, I spoke up.
"Go on."
"A volunteer who visits occasionally discovered him. His condition was dire."
"What about the apartment?"
"That's the mystery. No signs of forced entry at all."
My eyebrows twitched faintly.
Familiar pattern. Cases tied to the fairies always left these inexplicable 'mysteries.'
Physical evidence blurred or vanished, victims mumbling tales detached from reality, chalked up to mental issues.
"So, Lee Youngjun was raped by someone?"
"No hard evidence, but strong suspicions. And..."
Detective Yoo Seongjae cautiously pulled photocopied documents from his bag.
"During neighborhood canvassing, one resident gave this statement."
"What kind?"
"The witness said, 'A few evenings ago, I saw a woman follow Lee Youngjun into his place as he went home. Thought she was an acquaintance at the time, no reason to suspect, but I definitely saw her go in.'"
I picked up the paper and read the statement slowly.
Not much on the woman's appearance, but 'long, flowing hair and an unrealistically beautiful face' stuck out uncomfortably.
"Hmm. Checked the CCTV?"
Detective Yoo Seongjae leaned forward eagerly.
"Problem is, the lobby CCTV from that time shows no woman at all."
"But Lee Youngjun is on it?"
"...Yes. No record of him leaving until the volunteer found him."
I set my coffee cup down heavily.
My already throbbing head grew more tangled.
"Too many oddities."
"All other residents from that timeframe show up normally. CCTV was working fine. Just that 'woman' is missing."
"Witness mistaken?"
"We suspected her early on, but she has no connection to Lee Youngjun and a solid alibi."
"No motive, you mean."
"Exactly."
That implied—if the witness was truthful—the perpetrator might not be human.
Leaning back, I chose my words carefully.
"Definitely needs looking into."
"Want to... meet Lee Youngjun?"
"Won't change anything if I do. Better to talk to the witness."
Bzzz.
Bzzz.
As we spoke gravely, my phone vibrated nonstop.
Caller: Junseok.
"One moment."
I excused myself to Detective Yoo Seongjae and answered.
Junseok's voice exploded in my ear.
-Hey!! You fucker! It's out!!