Chapter 42

EP.42 The End of Betrayal is the Demon Realm #3

Seunghyun, quickly check Twinkle.

There are two videos!

I’ve set up a perfect environment for you to catch her with a backshot and a handjob.

Don’t you want to see Sehwa’s stretched erector spinae and her lower back dimples?

The backshot video has some incredible moans, so you’ll be satisfied.

Ah, I slightly altered the voice just in case you might notice, and I blurred Sehwa’s face.

Now’s not the time to wait for Sehwa’s call. I plan to delete it in a few days, so hurry up.

By the way, Sehwa’s bikini outfit is really sensual.

Her chest is above average, her figure is perfect, and her face, recently filled with allure, made the bright red string bikini look absolutely stunning.

Her ponytail was the finishing touch, making her entire body look like a photoshoot.

“What are you doing! Get in here!”

Lying on the beach bed by the private pool in the suite, I was admiring Sehwa swimming when her shout snapped me back to reality.

I got up and jumped into the pool.

Splash! Water splashed everywhere, and Sehwa, with water on her face and hair, got annoyed.

“Ah, geez…!”

Geez? Cute way to swear.

How turned on would I be if words like “idiot” or “bastard” came out of that pretty mouth?

I should tell her to try it when she’s badmouthing Yoo Seunghyun later.

I raised my tone slightly, my eyebrow twitching.

“Geez?”

“No… You could have just come in quietly, but you had to make a scene…”

“Make a scene?”

“…You’re the one who’s wrong!”

Since the incident on the bench, she’s been sulking, and her sassy attitude is so cute.

“You told me to come in.”

“Sorry…”

She quickly pouted and tried to hug me, which was adorable.

I grabbed her head and pushed her underwater.

Sehwa, panicking, flailed briefly before surfacing with a “Puhah!” and a scrunched-up face.

“Hey! You wanna die?”

She’s showing her true colors more and more. Even when she transformed into Leona, she acted like this.

If humans act up, she cuts their heads off with a sword.

I spread my arms wide and smiled.

“Come here.”

Sehwa’s expression changed suspiciously.

With wary eyes, like a wild animal sizing up a stranger, she backed her head away as she approached. But when I stayed still, her expression softened, and she snuggled into me.

As I gently stroked her wet hair, I said,

“What should I do? You’re driving me crazy.”

“…Me too…”

“It’s supposed to rain tomorrow, so let’s just enjoy a staycation in the hotel.”

“Okay…”

**

The next day,

Wanting a lively atmosphere, she canceled the reservation at the restaurant and was talking to Yoo Seunghyun at the buffet-style restaurant.

Sehwa, placing her plate down a bit forcefully, spoke into the speaker.

“I fell asleep because I was sick.”

-Is that so… I was worried because you didn’t call for a long time.

“So you called? Why?”

-No, I thought it was okay to contact you since you unblocked me.

“Don’t make excuses.”

-Sorry… Is your cold better?

“I took medicine, so I’m better. I’ll contact you when I’m ready to meet. I’m out for breakfast now, so I’ll hang up.”

-Okay, got…

Before Yoo Seunghyun could finish, Sehwa ended the call and sat across from me.

Her cold expression during the call melted the moment she saw me.

That duplicity turns me on again.

I spread butter on a morning bun and moved it to Sehwa’s plate.

“How long are you going to pretend to be mad? It’s getting chilly with your coldness.”

“I was about to eat breakfast when he called, so it’s annoying.”

“Then just don’t answer.”

“If I don’t, he’ll keep calling. Are you taking his side now?”

“How could I? Let’s just eat breakfast.”

This comfortable atmosphere where I can focus only on the present.

It’s so good. I want to throw away world domination and just live with Sehwa.

“Hehe…”

Sehwa giggled and brought the bread to her mouth, watching a little girl running around with a cute expression.

But…

Thud!

As I was buttering the next bread for Sehwa with my elbow on the table, the little girl accidentally bumped into our table, causing me to move my arm and prick my finger with the butter knife.

The blade was dull, but it still drew a bit of blood.

The wound wasn’t big. Almost cute, really.

Sehwa, startled, got up and rushed to me.

“Are you okay? What should we do… It’s bleeding.”

“It’s fine…”

I tried to calm Sehwa with a smile, but her expression changed.

Sehwa turned to the panicked little girl and shouted,

“Hey!”

Her loud voice echoed through the restaurant.

Everyone stopped talking and stared at our table.

The frightened little girl ran to her mother, and the parents, a couple in their early 30s, hurried over to apologize.

“Sorry… We took our eyes off her for a moment…”

“Keep your kids in line in public places! Do you think this is your home!?”

“We’re really sorry. We’ll make sure to keep an eye on her.”

“She’s bleeding! What if she had poked his eye!?”

The couple kept apologizing sincerely, but Sehwa’s anger didn’t subside.

As Sehwa was about to say more, I reached out and cut her off, giving the couple a kind smile.

“It’s okay. Enjoy your meal.”

“Sorry… Sorry.”

“It’s not a big cut, no need to worry.”

“If it’s not too much, we can cover the medical expenses…”

“Have a nice family trip.”

My words carried the meaning that I didn’t want to talk anymore.

The couple, understanding, bowed their heads and took their daughter to a corner.

Sometimes, even the smallest things can make you snap.

Like trying to open a vacuum-sealed jar for the first time.

Have you ever felt the urge to just throw it away after struggling to open it?

Hot-tempered people usually have this trait.

Sehwa was like that now.

Even though I, the one involved, said it was okay, Sehwa still wanted to confront them.

“Where do you think…”

But I stopped her.

“Enough.”

My low, stern tone.

Sehwa paused and let out a huff.

She looked at me, gritting her teeth, and sat back down.

After a while, the quiet buffet restaurant became lively again.

Sehwa kept venting, and the way she angrily tore and chewed the bread was incredibly cute.

As I wiped the blood off my finger with a napkin, I called her softly.

“Sehwa.”

“Shut up.”

“Are you done eating? Should we go?”

“Can’t you see there’s still food left?”

Hehe… Good, good.

Keep going. Admit to yourself that you overreacted, but keep being angry.

I’ll handle it. Don’t worry.

I nodded silently and waited for Sehwa.

Then her expression softened a bit.

She let out a deep sigh.

“Haah… I’m done eating.”

“Okay. Let’s go then.”

As we got up and left the restaurant, the manager approached and offered to provide all the buffet meals for free today.

I subtly touched Sehwa’s waist, making sure no one noticed.

She knew I wanted her to say it was okay herself.

“We’re fine. We’ll go to the reservation-only restaurant for lunch…”

“If that’s the case, I’ll arrange for you to dine for free at all the hotel’s restaurants. I’m really sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it. I was just upset, and my boyfriend isn’t seriously hurt, so it’s really okay. I’m sorry for shouting…”

“Not at all.”

The manager bowed deeply.

Taking this chance, I slipped my card into Sehwa’s back pocket.

Sehwa glanced at me, took out the card, and handed it to the manager.

“Please apologize to the little girl and her parents on our behalf. We’ll cover their breakfast.”

“Uh…?”

The manager looked puzzled but brightened upon seeing the card.

It was the highest-tier premium card from Korea’s most famous bank.

He must know it’s a card only issued to the ultra-wealthy.

Sharp eyes. Must have been in the hotel business for a long time.

Isn’t Sehwa nice? You won’t get in trouble either.

So treat us well.

You know we’re staying in the suite.

If you make wealthy guests like us regulars, your performance will improve, right? Put some premium ice cream in our room and treat us royally.

Make a big show of apologizing to that couple. So everyone in the restaurant can hear.

We might not meet again, but a good image is always nice, right?

“We’ll do that. Thank you. We’ll return the card after processing the payment.”

The manager bowed repeatedly and left, and we returned to our room.

Sitting on the sofa, Sehwa examined my finger closely, then subtly raised her eyelashes.

“You don’t like being scolded by strangers, so you did this, right?”

“What did I do?”

“Don’t play dumb.”

I shrugged, giving an ambiguous answer.

Then Sehwa’s lips trembled, and she suddenly said,

“…You bad boy…”

Did she just swear at me?

Did I hear that right?

Sehwa, you should swear at Yoo Seunghyun, not me.

“Why am I a bad boy?”

“You knew about Seunghyun but still seduced me. You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”

How did she know?

But she’s deflecting because she’s embarrassed.

The old you would have said thank you or sorry.

“You’re mistaken. You seduced me first. Remember at Ganghwa Island? You charmed me with your fox-like moves.”

“Shut up. Because of you, I’ve become trash.”

She’s not calling herself trash because of the restaurant incident.

It’s because she cheated on her boyfriend with me, and deep down, she loves me.

“Shift the blame all you want. I don’t care.”

Thud!

Sehwa punched my chest.

Not a playful hit. She meant it, putting all her strength into it.

Is she doing this because she was moved by the restaurant incident?

That’s why I pushed her to resolve it herself. To love me more.

I calmly took her punch.

Then Sehwa bit her lower lip and raised her finger at me.

“You’re trash too. You know that?”

I know. I know very well.

But what can I do? Being trash is so fun, I can’t stop.

It’s so lovable how you’ve changed, you who used to control your emotions so well.

“If you say so, then it must be true. That’s why we’re a good match.”

“I love you.”

Sehwa confessed to me with intense eyes.

I also widened my eyes like Sehwa.

I said it. The keyword she holds sacred, without checking her reaction.

I can hear it. The sound of the barrier Leona created in Sehwa’s heart crumbling,

The sound of a part of Aiter turning black and screaming in pain.

I can see it. The dark energy rising from Sehwa’s body,

The malice I’ve been steadily injecting into her bursting out and seeping into her navel.

I swallowed hard and just looked at Sehwa, and she spoke again.

“I love you more than anyone in the world. So don’t leave me.”

“…I won’t leave.”

A short, serious answer.

Sehwa spread her arms and hugged me tightly.

Taking this chance, I secretly… very secretly erased the demon realm mark that had formed on her lower abdomen.

A mark of ownership. This can’t be shown now.

It’s a pattern that looks ominous to anyone.

The mark that’s formed now is faint, barely visible unless you look closely.

But the more we have a relationship or do immoral things, the darker it will become.

The day this mark becomes fully dark is the day Sehwa falls.

To be continued―――――――――――――――――――――

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