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Bang! Bang! Baaang!!!

As usual, I was exercising and hitting the sandbag to finish up when I heard the vibration of my phone.

Who would be contacting me at this late hour other than my mom? Did something happen inside the house?

Curiosity piqued, I stopped hitting the sandbag and checked my phone screen, confirming that an unexpected person had sent me a KakaoTalk message.

[Taemo Baldy]

My poor balding younger brother’s pitiful friend at an early age.

The guy who I never know what he’s thinking, for some reason, contacted me first.

Could it be that he found out where my brother lives?

Suppressing my excited heart, I checked the KakaoTalk message.

>Because it’s going to be more than you imagined.

What on earth happened to my precious younger brother?

Taemo Baldy, who is not a lying friend, nor an exaggerating friend, spoke in such a way. How serious must the situation be for him to talk like that?

I found my brother’s contact in my phone and immediately called him.

[Precious Sandbag♡]

-♬♬

The annoying K-pop song still playing, unchanged.

I took the time to confirm my precious brother’s consistent taste, but he didn’t answer my call.

“Huh, not answering? It’s a bit awkward if he doesn’t.”

Being a coward, a shut-in, or a geek, he wouldn’t have blocked family contacts at least.

I moved to my brother’s address received from Baldy and left a KakaoTalk message for my brother.

>I’m on my way to your house, if you don’t answer, I’ll kill you.

>No, damn it.

>Why is my sister coming to my house?

>More importantly, how did Nunna know my address?

>There are ways to know everything.

>Anyway, if you don’t answer, you’re dead. Even if you’re not home, you’re dead. Even if you don’t open the door, you’re dead. You’re just dead.

>Why is the only option to die?

Despite my brother’s resistance, I ignored his opinion and called him again.

I’ve threatened enough by now, he’ll probably answer soon.

If he doesn’t, well, I can always give him a mental education session at home.

I called my lovely Sandbag, no, my brother again, and not long after picking up the call, my brother answered.

“Hello…?”

But what I heard in my ear wasn’t the annoying voice that made me irritated just by listening to it, but a charming voice that seemed to melt my ears.

Starting to curse but getting flustered, I cautiously checked the recipient.

[Precious Sandbag♡]

…The number is my brother’s, right? Why is a girl answering?

Could it be.

Was the reason this bastard left home because of that?

I suppressed my boiling anger and asked the woman on the phone to switch with my younger brother.

“I don’t know who you are, but just switch with my brother. I need to hear his voice right now.”

“Uh… really sorry, I’m Sung-hoon.”

“I’m not in the mood for jokes. Change quickly. If I come to your place, I’ll kill both of you.”

“No, I’m not joking…”

Despite the voice on the other end expressing frustration, I coldly spoke and hung up the phone.

“It’s okay, I’m almost there. Let’s meet in a bit to see what kind of woman you are.”

Glancing briefly at the shabby building in front of me, I pondered how to deal with my brother and that demanding woman as I stepped inside.

—–

Damn it.

I could feel how furious the woman on the phone was.

A stern voice threatening to beat someone up, even though I didn’t know who it was.

Feeling fearful of that voice, I asked my tough friend for help.

“This really sucks.”

“What can we do? It’s something that will eventually come to light. Isn’t it better to deal with it now rather than later?”

“Yeah, getting hit by the right fist hurts a little less.”

Agreeing with him, I pleaded with him with desperate eyes.

“Hey.”

“Why?”

“I’ll take the hit, can you take it for me?”

Friend Shield – that’s his name.

I asked him to take the brutal beating for me, but my friend firmly refused, licking his lips and whispering to me.

“If I take the hit for you, will you let me do something once?”

“You son of a b****.”

Normally, I would have rejected the proposal by smashing a frying pan over his head.

But this was a matter of life and death, so I began to seriously consider between death and sex.

I really don’t want to get beaten by that woman.

The problem is, getting hit by her is so painful that I’d rather die.

Should I just close my eyes and try it once?

The pain of being hit in a messed up story is only temporary, right? At least it would hurt less than getting beaten by that woman like a dog.

Damn it.

Should I do it? Or not?

As I continued to ponder with a serious expression, my friend urged me with a voice full of fear.

“Hey, you’re almost there. Make a decision quickly. Are you going to use Friend Shield or not? Speak up?”

At his urging, I made a decision with a relieved face.

“I won’t use it. But since it’s a woman’s body, I’ll try to be gentle.”

“Hey, I’ll give you one more chance to choose. Do you really want to be equal with everyone, regardless of gender? Don’t regret it, make your choice again.”

“Why, are you regretting not getting hit? Sorry, but I’d rather die than get hit by you. I know I’ll die if I get hit, but it’s still better than getting hit by a man. Right?”

Although I expressed my stance, the real reason was a bit different.

I don’t want to get hit by a guy, but more accurately, I feel like once I get hit by that bastard, it’ll be like crossing a river that can’t be turned back.

So, even though it’s going to hurt like hell, I chose the option of getting slapped in the face.

“Don’t regret it, seriously.”

“I’m not the type to regret. You know that, right? I’m the guy who’s never regretted anything.”

“It’s not ‘guy,’ it’s ‘girl.’ Yeah, you’re thick-headed. You bastard.”

The guy and I sighed deeply, waiting for Nuna to arrive, and just as we waited for a moment, a voice that instilled fear just by hearing it from outside the front door.

“Open up.”

“Should I open it?”

“No, I still can’t open it.”

I was planning to open the door to get slapped a little less, but when I heard the voice, I changed my mind.

No, I shouldn’t open it after all.

If I open it, I’ll end up in a state worse than death.

Thinking this, I distanced myself from the front door, but I couldn’t help but open the front door obediently when the voice continued.

“If I open it myself, you’re really screwed. If you want to get slapped a little less, open it now.”

“…Are you going to spare me?”

“Based on your actions.”

Yeah, at least they won’t kill me.

It’s not very reassuring, but I have no choice but to believe it.

Yeah, I guess I have to open it.

I grinned and opened the front door, and at that moment, the fox god urgently said to me.

– Bow down!

“What?”

When I briefly questioned the fox god’s voice, Nuna’s fist came through the front door and coolly grazed my chin.

Crack!!!

I heard the unbelievable sound of the chin and fist colliding, feeling a sharp pain in my chin, I muttered a curse quietly.

“…Damn it.”

Getting beaten up so mercilessly by someone I’ve never met before.

Of course, she must have worked for a criminal organization without her family knowing, right?

Feeling my consciousness fading away, the last thing I saw before losing consciousness was.

“Ahhhh!!! Nuna! Why are you hitting me!”

It was the sight of my close friend getting beaten up like a dog by my older sister.