Chapter 76
Chapter 76
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 76
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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"The inside of the house has changed a lot more than I expected?"
"Ah... Back then, I'd only just returned, so there was a ton of stuff to sort out."
Soeun-i settled into the chair across from me, her head swiveling busily as she took in the room with wide-eyed curiosity before her gaze finally landed on me.
"Oh, right! But today I noticed you've blocked off the stairs to the rooftop with a steel door. Why'd you do that?"
Yoo Soeun, playing innocent even though she'd checked the door out days ago, tossed the question my way.
I gave a faint smile and opened my mouth.
"Once I started setting up all sorts of things up there, I ended up with some pretty valuable stuff. Figured I'd better seal it off in case someone swiped it."
"Pfft, who around here would steal from you?"
"You never know. Plus, we've got a bunch of new neighbors moving in lately."
"Hmm... Yeah, I guess you're right. Wanna have a drink?"
"Sure, let's do it."
A small bottle of soju and two glasses sat on the table.
I eyed the soju bottle intently.
Through the clear glass, a limpid liquid gleamed inside, but my mind was a whirlwind of suspicion and distrust.
The soju Soeun-i brought was definitely unopened.
The cap was sealed tight, with no signs of tampering anywhere.
So, no chance it'd been spiked, right?
'But what if they pierced the cap with a syringe needle and injected something?'
Having been through it once before, every wild theory raced through my head.
A chill prickled down my spine, and I swallowed hard without realizing it.
"Oppa, what's wrong?"
"N-nothing!"
I jerked my head up.
Soeun-i looked just like always, but somehow the fear gnawing at me was several times worse than usual.
I already had a pretty good grasp on what she really was, after all.
That said...
How the hell was I supposed to bring this up?
She was a type I'd never dealt with before, so I had no clue if I should be blunt and firm or gentle and coaxing.
As my insides burned with anxiety, Soeun-i flashed a bright grin.
"Want me to pour for you?"
I snatched up the soju bottle before she could.
"No, I'll pour."
The moment I gripped the bottle and twisted the cap, a familiar click echoed out.
Definitely a fresh bottle.
I let out a small sigh of relief, but the unease didn't fully fade.
'Sigh.'
I carefully inspected the cap.
Checking for any sneaky needle marks.
Nothing.
At the same time, Soeun-i slid her empty glass toward me.
"Pour me some."
"Y-yeah."
I filled her glass to the brim, and she lifted it first.
I picked up mine too, watching her fingertips closely.
Just in case she hesitated or her hand trembled.
Clink—
Unlike my wariness, Soeun-i brought the glass to her lips without a second thought.
The soju slid smoothly into her mouth.
No tricks, it seemed.
"It's been so long since I had a drink—it tastes great. Or maybe it's 'cause I'm drinking with you, oppa?"
"Yeah?"
"But you're not drinking yours?"
"...Guess I have to."
No helping it—I tossed the shot back.
Soeun-i's face flushed a bit as she raised her voice.
"We can meet up like this more often now, right?"
"Yeah, let's."
My usual indecisive self was nowhere in sight, so why couldn't I just spit out what I wanted to say?
Should I draw the line right now, tell her I knew everything?
Swipe.
I looked at Soeun-i again.
Her bob haircut framed her jaw perfectly, and her eyes were deep and sharp.
Even without makeup, her face had this stunning natural beauty.
And on top of that...
Just like the Silver Fairy, her slim frame had perfectly balanced curves, her full breasts straining provocatively against her shirt.
'With looks and a body like that, why...?'
She could've had guys lining up without lifting a finger, welcomed and adored anywhere.
If she'd confessed back when I was clueless about her true nature, I'd have at least wanted to go out once.
"What're you thinking about so deeply?"
"Just that it's been a pretty long time since we last saw each other."
"To be precise, it's been twenty years."
"...Huh?"
"I was four when I first met you, oppa. So yeah, twenty years."
"You remember being four?"
"Weirdly enough, my memory from when I was little is pretty good."
"...I see."
Even casual chit-chat now sent chills down my spine for some reason.
I nodded silently, and Soeun-i pointed at the acorn jelly with her finger.
"Oppa, I made this myself, but you haven't touched it."
I set down my glass and glanced over.
There on the table, in a small dish, sat the acorn jelly.
It glistened with a soy sauce dressing soaked in deep, sprinkled with thin scallion slices, and a subtle sesame oil aroma tickled my nose.
It looked damn good.
'Already on our third bottle of soju...'
Despite downing that much booze, I'd deliberately avoided the jelly.
Because Soeun-i hadn't touched it either.
I scratched the back of my head with an awkward chuckle.
"Got so caught up talking to you, I forgot about the snacks."
"I tried a bit at home, and it's seriously delicious."
"Yeah?"
I picked up a spoon casually.
Keeping a relaxed face, though I could feel my fingertips trembling faintly.
'What if it's not the booze, but the jelly that's spiked?'
I couldn't rule it out.
No, it was more likely.
She made it herself, and hadn't touched it despite three empty bottles.
Plenty of reason to suspect.
I racked my brain as fast as I could.
Swipe.
Maintaining a calm expression, I scooped up some jelly and held the spoon out toward Soeun-i.
"Here, Soeun-i. You first."
"...Huh?"
For a split second—
Her expression flickered oddly before vanishing, but I caught it.
Her pupils wavered, lips quivered ever so slightly.
"Why?"
"N-no reason! I'll eat first!"
Soeun-i carefully took the jelly from the spoon and chewed.
Then swallowed.
"Whoa, I made it, but it's seriously good."
"Ah... Tasty?"
"Your turn now, oppa."
"...Huh?"
She grabbed the spoon right away, scooped the rest, and pressed it to my lips with an innocent smile.
"Say ahh."
Since she'd eaten some already, I took it without worry and chewed.
The spicy aroma bloomed in my mouth.
And yeah, it really was good.
"It's seriously tasty."
"Right? I went shopping downtown this morning and made it myself."
"You went shopping this morning? You should've called ahead."
"Wanted to surprise you, oppa."
That's when my heart started pounding weirdly.
Thump. Thump!
Not just a normal heartbeat.
Some ominous energy washed over me.
My body was heating up strangely, chest racing, blood surging through my veins.
'Fuck... This feeling...'
Just like last time.
Breath quickening, heart pounding, body subtly feverish.
'But Soeun-i ate the jelly too...?'
I clutched my chest and slowly raised my head.
There she was across from me, breathing raggedly.
Her pale face flushed red, lips glossy.
"Haa... Oppa..."
"What the..."
Soeun-i panted heavily, a wicked smile curling her lips.
"...You're feeling it too now, right, oppa...?"
With that, Yoo Soeun licked her lips.
Overheating, she fanned herself with her hand, unbuttoned her shirt, and shrugged it off without hesitation.
Then, furrowing her brow, she struggled out of her bra, and her breasts jiggled right in front of me.
"W-what are you doing..."
I shot up from the chair.
My head spun with a ping, legs went weak and wobbly, but I gritted my teeth and held firm.
Fuck.
She spiked the food and ate it herself!?
I'd underestimated Yoo Soeun.
Vision blurring, a buzzing filled my ears.
'Gotta get out of here first.'
I staggered toward the nearest spot to hide: the bathroom.
Clenching my teeth, I lurched forward unsteadily.
Screeech. Bang! Clank—
I dove into the bathroom, locked the door, and fumbled with shaky fingers into my pocket for something.
The Heavenly Peach pill King Yama had given me to take when I needed to hide.
Hated to use it now, but no choice.
A crazy bitch who'd dosed herself with aphrodisiac was right outside that door.
"Oppa! Oppa!! Open the door!!"
Cursing inwardly nonstop, I crunched the pill with a crack.
Then.
"Urk!"
Bitter taste hit, followed by scorching heat spreading through my body.
Heart thumping, veins tingling.
My foggy mind cleared.
But something was off with my body.
Not turning invisible—shrinking, maybe?
'What the hell...?'
Panic hit briefly as my whole body contracted with a jolt.
Fingers thinned, feet shrank, skin smoothed out, body sinking lower.
The world felt gigantic.
No, the world wasn't bigger...
I was smaller.
Swipe.
I stumbled toward the bathroom mirror.
And looked.
'King Yama... You fucking bastard...'
A familiar face stared back.
I couldn't believe it—I touched my cheeks.
Chubby little cheeks, awkward small fingers, petite frame.
Hide? By turning me into a damn kid!?
And right now, in this crisis!?
Bang— Bang—!
The door pounded like it might shatter, ramping up my anxiety.
What if she caught me in this shota body, helpless, and had her way?
The thought flashed through my mind.
Bang—! Bang!
The door shook with every hit, the handle bending bit by bit.
Cold sweat dripped as I muttered under my breath.
"Now... I'm really fucked."