Chapter 96
Chapter 96
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 96
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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As soon as the car carrying Min Jua pulled away, he carefully tailed it.
The Silver Fairy had gone strange after eating the sirutteok.
But that rice cake had been thrown out long ago.
With no evidence, he couldn't just rush to the police.
More than anything, the CCTV had been installed right in front of the front door just moments before, so filing a report would only make him sound like he was spinning a ridiculous tale.
That was why.
In the end, he gripped the steering wheel tight and decided to follow Min Jua's car.
Once the car left central Seoul, the roads grew emptier.
Skyscrapers and bustling shops vanished, replaced by wide fields and scattered streetlights in his view.
The moment it veered off the highway onto a local road, his hands stiffened on the wheel.
'It seems like it's heading toward my neighborhood... Was she really moving in nearby?'
But.
That thought didn't last long—the car started moving in a different direction from his neighborhood.
'My hunch was right after all.'
As it turned onto a rural path, he tensed up even more.
The road narrowed further, the sun had already set, and even under the dim streetlights, the luxury sedan's taillights glowed red.
He kept pace at a steady speed, but it was clear now they were heading to some remote spot far from his house.
'...This place feels even more rural than where I live.'
The scenery outside the window was unfamiliar.
It looked like a small village nestled in distant mountains, but he'd never been here before.
Abandoned houses dotted along the roadside and overgrown fields added to the eerie atmosphere.
'Does she actually have a destination in a place like this?'
A sense of unease began to creep in.
Was it possible she'd noticed him? But Min Jua's car kept going steadily without a waver.
That meant this was likely her real home.
"Feels like I'm a real detective now, shaking like this."
He turned off his headlights and eased back slightly to keep a proper distance.
Too close, and she might get suspicious; too far, and he'd lose her.
He was maintaining it perfectly when suddenly, Min Jua's car swerved.
And so.
Even the paved road disappeared, giving way to a dirt path.
Gravel crunched under the tires with every advance, and even with headlights off, clouds of dust billowed visibly.
'...Is it heading into the mountains?'
Min Jua's car slowly vanished into a narrow, densely wooded path.
His heart pounded, but he had no intention of hitting the brakes.
Ever since he was a kid, the deeper the mystery, the more he dove in.
Screeech.
Just then, he spotted the taillights flick off in the distance, and his heart skipped a couple beats.
He immediately stopped the car and killed the engine.
Looking around, darkness and silence enveloped everything.
Moonlight barely filtered through the branches, hazy and dim, and every gust of wind made twigs scrape with a scritch.
'Damn, this is scary as hell. Could bury a body here and no one would know.'
He ducked low and quietly cracked open the driver's door.
Pressing it shut softly to avoid any noise, he crept forward on silent feet.
His eyes were fixed solely on the stopped car ahead.
A black luxury sedan.
The emblem on the trunk gleamed faintly in the light.
'Hoo...'
Tension choked his breath.
Fearful of being spotted by Min Jua, he hunched over and tiptoed lightly.
Even his breathing felt too loud.
He quickly ducked behind a tree, where a gentle breeze brushed his face and damp earth scent filled his lungs.
'Whoa... what the hell is all this?'
Lifting his gaze, a gasp escaped him involuntarily.
The sight before him was surreal, like a scene from a movie.
A single villa stood prominently beside a silent lake.
And moreover.
A faint mist clung to the lake's graceful curve, blending beauty with an ominous chill.
This wasn't just some countryside house.
He could faintly make out the interior: an old chandelier hung from the ceiling, and an oil painting adorned the mantel above the fireplace.
Not to mention the antique furniture...
'Did she rob houses with that sirutteok to afford a villa like this?'
With no clues, wild speculations swirled in his mind.
Besides, he couldn't just waltz into the villa.
If he did and got reported to the police, he'd be the one in trouble.
'...Why did I even follow her all the way here?'
He'd come in a huff, but now reality hit hard.
It felt like a waste of time.
Maybe he should've just grabbed coffee at a café and cleared his head.
'Should I just go...'
Even amid his swirling thoughts, the moonlight rippling on the lake and the villa's soft glow held an oddly captivating beauty.
Beautiful enough to draw admiration despite the tension.
That was when it happened.
—Guh, aaagh—!!
A faint scream from a man echoed from inside the villa.
His heart dropped in an instant.
The scream didn't last long.
It cut short and sharp, then silence returned.
'Wh-what was that?'
A chill seeped through his veins, an ominous sensation crawling up his spine.
Was it his imagination?
A hallucination?
But in the still night air without a whisper of wind, he'd clearly heard a man's cry.
'Something's definitely going on...'
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the villa.
It remained quiet, no changes visible through the windows.
Tsk.
The villa was close, and the scream had seemed loud, yet it was barely audible.
That meant it was likely soundproofed.
He'd recently soundproofed his own bedroom and tested it multiple times, so he was certain.
The man's scream matched the faint echo he'd heard during those tests.
'If that wasn't a hallucination, this could be a crime scene.'
Like a detective in a novel, his mind raced.
What was happening in that villa?
What on earth was Min Jua doing inside?
Grip—
He bit his lip hard.
Should he wait it out, or get closer to check?
But acting rashly could get him caught—and in danger.
'Yeah, let's just watch for now.'
He crouched lower, eyes glued to the scene, ears straining for any more screams.
That's when one of the villa's windows slowly creaked open.
Creak—
The sudden sound nearly stopped his breath.
Through the gap, the interior became clearer.
And within, a shadowy figure moved faintly.
It looked like it was dragging something along.
A few seconds later, dull thuds resumed.
Thud—
Thud—
The sound of something heavy scraping across the floor echoed faintly at regular intervals.
Like shifting a massive object.
His heart raced faster.
'M-murder scene?'
He felt sweat slick his palms unconsciously.
This was beyond mere suspicion.
'I have to go in.'
From behind the tree, he took a deep breath.
The Heavenly Peach Pill was already in his hand from his pocket.
'It'll hurt to use it, but I can get another one later.'
He hesitated briefly, but there were no other options.
Charging in blindly wasn't viable.
Steeling himself, he popped the pill into his mouth.
"Hup!"
A sharp tang hit his tongue, followed by a bitter aftertaste sliding down his throat.
Instantly, a cool energy spread through his body, transparency starting from his fingertips, creeping up his arms to his shoulders and throughout.
He raised his hand to check himself.
'H-holy shit, I'm really invisible.'
The awe was short-lived; anxiety flooded in.
Invisible or not, his clothes still clung to him.
Going in like this would look like floating clothes—he'd be busted immediately.
'Gotta strip.'
He ducked quickly behind the tree.
Carefully, he shed his clothes and hid them under a rock.
Standing naked in the woods felt strangely alien and thrilling.
Panting roughly, he curled up, then checked his arms and legs again.
Now, even his eyes couldn't detect his presence.
'Fuck, should've used this in a women's bathhouse.'
Shaking off the regret, he stepped forward cautiously.
Mindful not to crunch leaves, he crept silently toward the villa.
The villa exuded a cool beauty beside its garden and lake.
But now wasn't the time to admire it.
He edged closer, scouting the surroundings.
Swish—
The window he'd seen earlier was still open.
He eased it wider and slipped inside.
Invisibility made him extra cautious; he focused intently to make no sound.
Thud—
Over the sill, soft carpet cushioned his bare feet.
He scanned the room calmly.
The villa's living room lay hushed under soft lighting, with a study, fireplace, and the oil painting he'd glimpsed from afar on the wall.
That's when faint voices drifted from a door opposite.
Ears perked, he cracked it open gently.
And there.
"I, I made a mistake..."
He witnessed a shocking scene.
Wasn't Min Jua there, lounging seductively on a chair in nothing but a red bra and panties?
Meanwhile, a naked man knelt before her, begging desperately with hands clasped like paws.
'...Fuck, what the hell is this?'