Chapter 88
Chapter 88
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 88
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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“What the hell is going on here?”
After roughly fixing the broken front door, we headed up to the rooftop.
His eyes bulging wide, King Yama let out an awkward cough.
“Cough cough! This is odd.”
“No, and why did you smash the perfectly fine front door?”
“W-Well, you weren't coming up at all, so I got worried and went down to check.”
“I might not even be home! Were you planning to wreck the door every time!?”
“...I'm sorry.”
Last time, his apology had surprised me, and I'd played nice to squeeze some settlement money out of him. But not today.
The stress I'd endured all day had reached its peak.
“And why has my body changed like this? I didn't even take the Celestial Pill!”
“...It seems like some kind of side effect.”
“A side effect from the Celestial Pill? Do they just release this stuff in the underworld without even testing for side effects!?”
At that, King Yama spread out his massive hand.
“Calm down first. Didn't I already restore your body to normal?”
“What if it suddenly turns me back into a little boy without warning? Will you take responsibility? Why did this side effect even happen?”
“I don't know that either. But there is someone who knows all the details about the side effects.”
“Who?”
“A guy named Great King Do-un.”
“Great King Do-un?”
“He's my subordinate who manufactures the Celestial Pills.”
“I thought you made them yourself, King Yama.”
I blinked at him in surprise, and King Yama shook his head side to side.
“I merely infused the Celestial Pills with the energy of your wish. The one who actually manufactures them is solely Great King Do-un.”
This bastard...
What the hell does he even do in the underworld?
Does he just delegate everything to his subordinates and jerk off with the Gold Fairy's sweat-absorbing clothes?
I let out a short sigh before speaking.
“Fine, then summon this Great King Do-un here.”
“I can't do that.”
“...What?”
“Do-un is like me—he can't descend to the mortal world right now.”
“Then what am I supposed to do?”
“You'll have to head up to the Celestial Realm for a bit. Lucky timing, really. I was planning to let you tour the Celestial Realm as a gift anyway.”
Me, going to the Celestial Realm?
Does that mean I get to take a quick peek at the underworld?
A hint of excitement flickered in my eyes as I spoke.
“...Let's go.”
“Not right now.”
“Why not!?”
“Bringing a human into the Celestial Realm would violate its laws.”
What the hell is this bastard saying?
He'd just said he was going to let me tour it as a gift.
And this guy, who trades the Gold Fairy's sweat-absorbing clothes with a human, was suddenly worried about following the Celestial Realm's laws?
It was utterly ridiculous.
I barely swallowed the curse rising in my throat and continued.
“...So you can't fix the side effect?”
“No, if you give me some time, I'll arrange a meeting with Do-un.”
“What if I turn back into a boy again in the meantime?”
I cocked my head sideways, and King Yama stroked his chin beard before pulling something from his sleeve.
Three Celestial Pills dropped into my palm.
“These are the reverse-aging Celestial Pills. I'll head up to the Celestial Realm and prepare the meeting, so take one in an emergency.”
With these pills, I wouldn't suffer any nasty surprises like last time, and I'd even get to tour the Celestial Realm.
No need to throw a bigger fit than necessary.
This had happened once or twice already—keep pushing, and the effect would surely wear off.
“...Got it. Considering all the grace you've shown me so far, King Yama, I'll let this slide one last time with no conditions. But you have to take me to the Celestial Realm.”
At my words, King Yama's eyes widened slightly, as if touched.
“Understood. And once this issue is resolved, I'll give you a fine gift as well.”
Last time, he'd seemed constantly annoyed with me, but now King Yama appeared genuinely apologetic.
Fine.
Pushing back further wouldn't gain me anything anyway.
I immediately gripped the Gold Fairy's sweat-absorbing clothes and thrust them toward him.
“Here. I didn't want to give them today, but you seem truly repentant, so this is a special treat.”
“Wh-What!? Repentant!?”
“You don't want them?”
Startled, King Yama snatched the Gold Fairy's sweat-absorbing clothes from my hand.
With that, his body floated into the air.
'He didn't sniff them right in front of me today, so he must really feel bad.'
A faint smile crossed my lips as I looked up—and sure enough, there was King Yama pressing the clothes to his nose, sniffing away as he ascended into the sky.
With a short sigh, I called out loudly.
“You have to take me to the Celestial Realm!”
“Wow... Oppa prepared all this himself?”
Yoo Soeun's eyes sparkled as she gazed at the neatly arranged dishes on the table.
Each plate of meticulously plated anju was visually tantalizing, whetting the appetite.
Mala shrimp glistening with red chili oil, beef tartare, and egg yolks harmonizing atop it all.
“Bought it all from the city.”
“You still went all the way into the city for me!”
Yoo Soeun took a sip of soju, her lips curving into a smile.
I watched her reaction quietly, a faint smile tugging at my own lips.
“Glad you like it.”
“Oppa, you eat too.”
“Right.”
A lot had happened after King Yama left.
With the front door already smashed, I'd reinforced security even further—even installing internal CCTVs.
But right now, the internal CCTV was turned off.
Why?
Because tonight, I was the top dog, and Yoo Soeun was going to be thoroughly on the bottom.
Clink—
The clear chime of glasses touching echoed through the living room.
I raised my glass with a soft smile.
But inside, entirely different emotions swirled.
The incident where she'd mercilessly raped me in a little boy's body.
I couldn't forget it for even a moment.
That's why.
Tonight was finally the time to pay Yoo Soeun back for that humiliation.
I'd rape her mercilessly right here, then force-feed her the Celestial Pill that erased three hours of memory, just like the one King Yama had given me before.
'A perfect crime.'
Of course, I didn't want to erase Yoo Soeun's memory.
But what choice did I have?
If I didn't, she might grab me by the ankle later.
No helping it—I had to vent my stress this way.
Only then could I start healing the trauma from that time, even a little.
Clink—
I tilted my glass again, gazing at Yoo Soeun.
She was simply delighted that I'd prepared this meal.
Utterly unaware of the hell awaiting her soon.
“Oh, right! A few days ago, I stopped by your place, but you weren't home.”
“Yeah? I must've been out in the city then.”
“You didn't pick up your phone either.”
“Ah... When I'm playing majiang, my mind's elsewhere. And I'm not the type to check for missed calls constantly.”
“...I see. I thought you were avoiding me on purpose.”
“Why would you think that?”
“Because I've been bugging you to drink with me a lot lately.”
Not that—it was because you're a crazy bitch. I barely swallowed the words threatening to spill out and plastered on a fake smile.
“Soeun, you're so pretty—why do you have such low self-esteem?”
“...Huh?”
“Just feels like you could use some more confidence.”
“Wh-Where am I pretty...”
Yoo Soeun gave an awkward smile, tucking her hair behind her ear.
I paused, taking in her flustered expression, cheeks flushed pink.
'I must be losing my mind.'
Fuck.
Even after what she did, I still thought Yoo Soeun was pretty...
Maybe I needed to grab anyone and start dating.
'But it's just so hard to understand.'
Girls who obsess over a guy they're secretly in love with? Unlike in movies and dramas, in reality, they're mostly ugly.
Lacking looks means low self-esteem, leading to crimes like stalking instead of confessions.
But.
Yoo Soeun didn't fit that at all.
With her looks, even if she'd been born with low self-esteem, her surroundings would've boosted it over time...
It was a total mystery.
♬♪♬
I was about to resume our conversation with Yoo Soeun when my phone started blaring.
It was the alarm I'd deliberately set for 9 p.m.
'Alright, time to get started.'
I rose from my chair, and Yoo Soeun looked up at me with a puzzled expression.
Without any warning, I approached her and roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair with my fingers.
“Aak!”
The sudden pain made Yoo Soeun's upper body lurch.
I believe in giving back exactly what you get.
I planned to rape her the exact same way she'd done to me.
“Come here.”
“O-Oppa! What are you doing all of a sudden!?”
While reinforcing the house, I'd paid special attention to soundproofing.
Meaning, no matter how much Yoo Soeun screamed now, nothing would leak outside.
Gripping her hair tightly, I dragged her straight to the bedroom and flung her onto the bed.
“Stay still!”
“Kyaaak!”
I stripped off all of Yoo Soeun's clothes without hesitation.
She resisted here and there, but it was pointless.
Whoosh.
I yanked off my own tops, bottoms, and underwear in one go.
Now it was time to meet Yoo Soeun's eyes, filled with terror.
But.
There she lay, naked on the bed—yet her gaze held a strange sense of anticipation.
She was even breathing raggedly, staring at my cock like she craved it.
A chill ran down my spine, and I swallowed dryly.
'Fuck... this isn't right.'