Chapter 50
Chapter 50
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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"Haeseong, it's been a while."
The woman's voice, arriving at my door without warning, was all too familiar.
Standing there was none other than Kang Jua.
The woman who had once been my wife.
Whether she'd spritzed on perfume or not, a strangely sweet scent mingled with the frigid air.
'Sigh.'
The moment I saw Kang Jua, I drew in a shallow breath.
It had been ages since we'd last met, but there was no stirring of emotion.
With a cold, dry gaze, I spoke from the doorway.
"What brings you here out of the blue?"
"I just wanted to see you."
"We're not on those terms anymore, are we?"
"Aren't you being a bit too cold?"
Kang Jua still wore her signature brazen smile as she stepped over the threshold.
I let out a short sigh and opened my mouth.
"You took the painting last time—got anything else you want to grab?"
"Nah, I was nearby at a friend's place and it popped into my head, so I swung by."
"Popped into your head?"
"Wow, that hurts. Even after the divorce, I thought we could at least catch a quick glimpse of each other."
With that, Kang Jua plopped down onto the sofa.
I shook my head side to side and settled onto the sofa opposite her.
"You're not the type to show up at my place for no reason."
"Well... yeah. I heard you got yourself a car? At the class reunion last time, I figured it was borrowed."
I curled my lip into a sneer at her attempt to change the subject.
"So you came to check that out? Whether it's mine or borrowed?"
Kang Jua just shrugged wordlessly.
Her attitude was casual, but her intentions were plain as day.
She must've heard rumors that the man she'd expected to crash and burn after the divorce was thriving instead, and couldn't resist coming to see for herself.
"...You've really haven't changed a bit."
"People shouldn't change. They die early if they do. But..."
Kang Jua trailed off, then gazed at me seductively before continuing.
"Why's our Haeseong changed so much?"
"After the divorce, I just got my life back."
"Hmm, is that so? Truth is, I don't mind you like this. Know why?"
"Do I have to?"
"I don't have to put on airs around you. You know everything about me anyway."
"I can't stand you. Seeing you brings back that hellish married life."
As I let the words spill out unfiltered, Kang Jua faltered for a moment, then averted her eyes, scanning the interior of the house as if to shift topics again.
"Looks like Dad left you a pretty penny, huh?"
"What's that got to do with you?"
"Just wondering why you'd bother living out here in the sticks if that's the case. And this place isn't exactly prime real estate, is it?"
I stared at her in disbelief.
She'd always been like this.
Subtly tearing people down without even realizing it.
If she'd respected me even a little, would she have talked like that about the house my father had lived in?
"Got it. Mind leaving now? I've got enough complications without you here."
"Complications? Talk to me. I'll listen."
"Pass."
At that moment, Kang Jua slowly shrugged off her coat.
She wore a skin-tight red dress underneath.
The deep V-neck plunged down past her collarbone, boldly exposing her cleavage.
'Here we go again.'
Even back then, Kang Jua would act like this whenever she wanted something.
Start with subtle seduction to rattle the other person, then close in with some convenient excuse.
As if anticipating my gaze, Kang Jua gave a faint smile.
"How about we have a drink together? It's been forever."
No doubt scheming to muddy the mood with booze, tangle up my feelings.
Her personality was the same as ever, and so were her tricks.
"Not drinking with you. Just go."
Suddenly, at my lukewarm response, Kang Jua ran a hand down her nape and muttered with a grimace.
"Ugh, why's it suddenly so hot in here?"
With that, she stood and headed toward the bathroom as if it were the most natural thing.
Her abrupt move made my eyebrow twitch.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Gotta shower. I'm sweating buckets; can't stand it."
"This isn't your house."
Before I could finish, Kang Jua opened the bathroom door and slipped inside.
Soon, the sound of running water echoed from within.
'She really tries everything.'
A moment later, the water noise tapered off. A few minutes after that, the bathroom door swung open.
Kang Jua emerged amid a cloud of warm steam, wrapped in a white towel.
The towel barely clung to her body, stretched taut, while droplets beaded from her damp, hanging hair.
Every slight movement sent her tossing her wet hair back—and with one such motion, the towel suddenly slipped loose.
Thud.
"Oh my!"
As the white towel slid down to her feet, Kang Jua let out a short yelp and hastily crossed her arms over herself.
But her reaction was far too composed.
As if she'd orchestrated the whole thing—no hint of genuine panic.
Ha...
What, did money drop on the floor or something?
She'd clearly come prepared today.
Still seated on the sofa, staring blankly at my phone screen without reacting, I watched as Kang Jua strode right up to me.
I lifted my head at the sound of her approach.
Ignoring my gaze, she boldly wiped the water from under her arm with the towel.
Then, leaning in close, she whispered in my ear.
"I want to suck you off. It's been so long."
With those words, Kang Jua casually reached for my pants to pull them down.
Along with that, the soft press of her ample breasts against my knee.
'What nonsense.'
Back then, being a man, I might've fallen for it with some lame excuse like 'Just this once.'
And gotten snared by her all over again.
But.
Now, my dick didn't even twitch.
Especially not for Kang Jua—and after seeing the bodies of such stunning fairies up close?
We hadn't gone all the way yet, but situations like this had cropped up plenty.
Bzzz.
Bzzz.
Just as I was about to push her hand away, my phone buzzed.
Perfect timing, really.
She froze in surprise too.
I pulled out the phone and glanced at the screen: 'Junseok.'
A golden chance to escape—I quickly racked my brain and picked up.
"Hey, Junseok! When you coming over?"
The moment she heard that, Kang Jua's brow furrowed.
Soon, Junseok's baffled voice came through from the other end.
"What? What the hell?"
"Almost there? Where exactly are you right now?"
"You drinking? When did I say I was heading to your place?"
"Ah... so like fifteen minutes?"
"No way—are you acting for someone right now?"
"Yeah, drive safe."
Click.
I hung up with forced cheer, and Kang Jua's face visibly stiffened.
"Who's coming over...?"
"Oh, Junseok's actually dropping by today."
"Why bring that up now? Planning to embarrass me in front of him?"
"You didn't ask. And who showed up uninvited without permission?"
"You could've mentioned it even if I didn't ask."
"That's why I told you to go home."
Kang Jua's expression sharpened, her lips pressing thin as she glared at me.
She'd realized the atmosphere she'd so carefully built was shattered.
"...Tell Junseok something came up and not to come. I've still got plenty to talk about with you."
"Nothing's come up—why lie?"
"I just said—we haven't had a real talk since the divorce. Even now—"
"Hey, Kang Jua."
"...Hey?"
Anger surged to the top of my head.
But maybe from our time married—holding back had become habit.
Cool composure hit me before any explosion.
"Is it normal to show up naked after a divorce and say you want to suck my dick?"
"Ah... Is this about Juwon from the reunion? Nothing happened with him. I know you—picky as hell."
"Cut the crap."
"Speaking of, why'd you two bail with Yerim all of a sudden? Trying to make me jealous?"
I ground my teeth and checked the time on my phone.
"...Junseok should be here in about ten, fifteen minutes."
Kang Jua clamped her lips shut.
Her face screamed offense taken.
She'd never been humiliated by me like this before.
She always held the reins when going after what she wanted, and I'd always played along.
However.
Kang Jua wasn't one to show her feelings easily.
Forcing calm, she let out a casual scoff, playing it cool.
"Hmm. Guess today's not my day."
Too proud to let Junseok see her like this, she hurriedly dressed and headed for the door.
Pausing there, she added,
"See you next time."
Thud.
The door shut, and I let out a brief sigh.
At the same time, the thought hit me: better call a security firm soon to pest-proof the place against cockroaches.
Still.
Kang Jua's pathetic display felt somewhat satisfying.
It was nowhere near enough payback for those suffocating hellish days, though.
...Wonder when I'll get to properly get revenge?
Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Then came the sound of water from the rooftop.
The fairy's arrival chime—essential for my revenge on Kang Jua—rang in my ears.
I grinned widely and rose from the sofa.
"Alright, time to go collect today's payment?"