Chapter 168
What if he thinks it’s some kind of skin disease? What if ahjussi dislikes it? If he sees it there, if ahjussi finds it disgusting, if he says he hates it because of that? Even now he always avoids me, flinching and showing dislike when we touch.
Before he knew it, his exposed lower body was being watched by those eyes. Amazement, admiration, and emotions beyond that welled up in breathless wonder. Seeing Yoo Siwoon unable to take his gaze away from below him, Eunseong’s heart sank.
It really is disgusting. Other people don’t have this kind of thing.
Just as he tried to close his thighs because of that strangely long stare downward, his face buried itself between his legs.
What do I do, what do I do… Ah, this is strange, strange, ah, strange. It’s strange but feels good… Ah, embarrassing. It’s shameful, this kind of thing is strange but good, good.
When the greedy feeling of burying his face in that shameful place and licking stimulated the sensitive area, his body jerked and his lower body couldn’t stay still, writhing and twitching.
Two arms held his thighs immobile and sucked below even more intensely.
Hot breath and slick sensations, the friction of lip flesh was vividly felt. From that part he had thought was shameful, so very shameful.
His whole body twisted and crimson moans burst out endlessly from his ears as his voice calling out to him echoed nakedly.
Ahjussi, ah, ahjussi, mmm, ah!
「It’s not strange. I actually… found it mysterious. How it turns bluish whenever I touch it. Do you know what animal that is?」
「What animal?」
「When you touch it… when you touch the skin, the color changes. Sometimes it changes to protect itself, sometimes to threaten enemies, sometimes to seduce a mate. For reproduction. For some animals, that’s a very natural phenomenon.」
「I didn’t dislike it. Even now I want to put my lips on it.」
“Gasp!”
Eunseong, who had been trapped in a nightmare and sweating coldly, opened his eyes. He bolted upright.
“Haa, haa, haa.”
As soon as he realized it was a dream, Eunseong rolled out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.
He grabbed the toilet and buried his head as if collapsing.
“Gaaak! Ugh! Gak, kak, kahuk, urk, haa, haa.”
He retched until there was nothing left to vomit up. After sitting slumped for a while, he lifted his exhausted body.
As if his clothes were restraining his body, he hurriedly stripped them off. He washed and washed and kept washing, but the mark that was evidence of being able to bear children kept coming to his consciousness. It felt like insects crawling over his skin.
The area between his legs that Yoo Siwoon had particularly devoted himself to caressing felt like a disgusting sensation of being covered with pustules oozing pus. He couldn’t rationally accept that the man who had taught him about constellations in the sky was a cultist with such irrational beliefs. When he recalled Mugeuk’s insane words about waiting for other breeders’ conditions to become suitable for mating with Eunseong, that sense of disgust covered his entire body.
Although he hadn’t properly looked at the disgusting part of his body since that day, Eunseong sometimes fell into a masochistic mood wanting to check it with his eyes and despaired thinking about the area between his legs that was hard to even look at in a mirror. He had thought it was just a simple skin lesion, but it had the appearance of reptilian scales so distinct it was disgusting. Moreover, when excited, it even took on a bluish tint. It wasn’t normal.
“Ugh…!”
That’s why he said he loved him.
Eunseong found all of this horrifying. The most horrifying thing among them was the fact that Yoo Siwoon wanted Eunseong more because he was a monster. He had cherished him so much because Eunseong wasn’t normal. And he was captured here because he was such a monster.
He washed and washed that area again. He scrubbed and washed until his skin turned red and hurt with stinging pain.
Like someone under a spell, the disillusionment with himself for being drawn to him and liking him made it hard for Eunseong to maintain his sanity.
After taking a long bath that exhausted both body and mind, a feeling of helplessness that made it hard to even move, let alone escape, pressed down on his entire body.
“……”
Eunseong lowered his gaze to his flat, thin lower abdomen.
Here… imagining that horrifying god would form here, fear welled up suddenly.
As Lee Joon-seung had said, such a thing couldn’t happen.
He had to escape from here somehow. With a sense of crisis rising urgently, Eunseong opened the window and leaned his upper body out below. It was a height he had already gauged several times. It wasn’t very high, but it seemed to be about three stories of a building.
To escape from here, he had no choice but to go through the window, but jumping from three stories high didn’t give him the courage readily, no matter how urgent the situation.
“…Huh, what time is it now?”
Eunseong, who had been thinking only about how to escape for a while, suddenly felt puzzled and checked the time.
The time was approaching ten in the morning. It was late if you could call it late. The executors were frantic about not being able to feed Eunseong anything, but they would bring meals precisely at nine in the morning.
They would bark at him to eat immediately in front of them, and if Eunseong didn’t eat, they would even glare at him coldly with their small pupils rolling around. Though they were scary and repulsive-looking people with unusually small pupils as if wearing special lenses, the people who had been consistently kind and polite in the mountain villa had instantly become monitors threatening Eunseong with food.
But no one had come even though it was almost ten o’clock. This morning was unusually quiet.
He couldn’t know what kind of conspiracy they were plotting, but he couldn’t hear their conversations that they usually carried on quietly and endlessly among themselves.
Eunseong grabbed the door handle and quietly tried to turn it.
“…Huh?”
The door was unlocked. The door that had been firmly locked and wouldn’t open no matter how obsessively he shook it opened right away. He instinctively realized that now was the only opportunity.
Eunseong hurriedly went back inside, opened the drawer, and frantically grabbed gold bars and cash, stuffing them into his pockets. He needed money to be able to escape.
Taking the money and his parents’ photo, Eunseong quietly came outside and tiptoed through the corridor that was as silent as if no one was there. He was looking for a way to slip out without being caught by anyone.
Eunseong, who had been looking around like a thief, was startled. The executor who had first knelt upon seeing Eunseong was lying on the floor bleeding. Surprised, he stepped back and turned his gaze, then froze in place.
His eyes met with Yoo Siwoon, who was sitting at the living room table peeling an apple. He had been elegantly cutting the apple into a rabbit shape when he discovered Eunseong and stopped his hands.
“……”
“……”
Behind the living room table where he was sitting, another executor had also fallen, and he too was sprawled there bleeding, whether dead or unconscious.
“Are you awake? I was just about to wake you up.”
Yoo Siwoon asked. Eunseong’s surprised eyes looked alternately at Yoo Siwoon in an unusually black suit and those fallen behind him like a scene causing cognitive dissonance.
“…What happened?”
“……”
“Those people, are they dead?”
“I’ll have them cleaned up.”
Yoo Siwoon gave a look to a man who had just entered. The man glanced at Eunseong, then grabbed the legs of the fallen executor and dragged him out, not caring if his head hit anything, and subsequently strangers came in and dragged out the remaining executors in a similar manner like dragging sacks. Only ominous bloodstains remained on the floor and walls.
“What happened? How did you know I was here?”
“I knew where you were from the beginning.”
“Are those people dead?”
“……”
“…Is ahjussi originally that kind of person? Killing anyone… like that?”
“Why would I kill just anyone?”
He answered nonchalantly. A murderer was confessing his own crime, saying he killed because they deserved to be killed. Eunseong got chills at Yoo Siwoon’s casual response. He was a man who wouldn’t let anyone touch a wren’s egg, who missed his white dog so much that he made a memorial stone from its remains and kept it preciously with the collar for years, who liked gardening.
All the appearances he had known were fabricated and false from the beginning. This was his true form.
Yoo Siwoon was silent for a moment, then calmly explained why he had committed such acts.
“It seems they were trying to take you to other breeders.”
“…So?”
“They were trying to hand you over to other guys.”
“Those people were trying to hand me over to bastards who would use me as a breeding mare? To people like ahjussi?”
“……”
“What’s the difference between ahjussi and those bastards? I think it’s the same thing.”
Even as Eunseong felt relieved that Yoo Siwoon had appeared to save him, on the other hand, resentment toward him rose harshly.
He wasn’t grateful at all for being saved from those who tried to throw him to others to impregnate him. He wasn’t happy at all. Rather, anger rose up in outrageous indignation, asking why he saved him, why he of all people saved him.
Yoo Siwoon swallowed dry saliva. His throat moved with difficulty. Yoo Siwoon looked down at the peeled apple and asked.
“Did you eat anything?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
