Ch.107Angel Tip 11

When did I first see her?

Probably from the time the councilor ordered me to investigate her.

Since the councilor is someone who must obtain any ability they like at all costs.

As always, I investigated the target, my sister, as instructed.

I still remember it.

The moment I first saw her after hacking into the CCTV at Moment Bar…

It was probably when she first met the killer named Anna.

At that time, she must have saved Sehee from a notoriously cruel killer.

Even though Sehee had put her in danger.

I don’t know if that was the first time I felt curious about her.

In this world where you never know when you might die, people who care about others are rare.

Thanks to that, I even visited her bar in person.

Fortunately, I wasn’t caught sneaking in.

After meeting Anna, she became a star and was always surrounded by customers.

Even when the bar was extremely busy, she always greeted each person with a smile.

And even me…

At that time, I wore a middle-aged man’s suit to avoid being recognized.

But…

“Oh, you’re here again? Would you like a gin fizz this time too?”

“Yes…”

She remembered me.

Despite my suspicious appearance as an older man.

“You’re later than usual today.”

My sister, smiling brightly while wiping a glass.

She even memorized the time I usually came.

“Ah, I’ve been struggling with work lately…”

“Oh my… I thought you looked more tired today.”

“What? How did you know..?”

“I can tell just by looking at your eyes. They have no spark at all, they’re so—sunken.”

She pulled down her eyes like a panda, making a comical face.

Silly.

It’s because of this suit.

Still, thanks to that playfulness, I was able to gather courage.

“Excuse me, bartender.”

“Yes.”

“Do bartenders really keep everything customers say a secret?”

At that question, she fell into thought for a moment.

Then, with her pretty eyes half-closed, she said:

“Of course.”

“Actually, I… I’m doing something that weighs on my conscience.”

“Something that weighs on your conscience…? What kind of thing specifically?”

“I deceive people and steal what they have.”

“So, like fraud.”

Fraud.

I just smirked at her words.

Enough to make the corners of my suit’s mouth rise awkwardly.

“That’s right. I’m really a bad person, aren’t I?”

“Then, you don’t return what you’ve taken?”

“Of course not. I took it with no intention of giving it back in the first place.”

I drank the gin fizz she made for me with a cynical smile.

Sour and refreshing taste.

Even for a bartender, she would obviously click her tongue at my words.

She might curse me as a con artist or ask if I brought money to pay for my drink.

At worst, she might kick me out of the bar…

But she said something completely unexpected to me.

“That must have been hard for you.”

“What…?”

She looked down at me with sorrowful eyes.

That gaze wasn’t pity or sympathy.

It was ‘compassion’…

“How anxious and difficult it must have been living by deceiving others all this time.”

She placed a new glass in front of me.

A warm glass of Baileys milk.

“You must have suffered emotionally.”

I just clearly told her I’m someone who scams people.

And she’s comforting me?

I couldn’t understand.

She seemed so kind it felt almost stupid.

“You’re right. I always felt a heaviness in my chest. I’m trash.”

I just bowed my head in resignation.

Then she responded with a voice full of encouragement:

“Not yet.”

Her voice made me lift my head involuntarily.

Warm brown eyes, like Baileys milk, were looking down at me kindly.

“Having that feeling means you’re thinking about returning what you’ve taken someday.”

“If I return it, even if it’s late, will those people forgive me?”

“Well, it’s better than them losing it forever.”

She shook her head with a hearty laugh.

Come on.

What does she know about me?

Just a bartender…

I tried to think that way and avoided her gaze.

But…

The Baileys milk she poured for me was truly sweet.

Sweet enough to melt the hardened evil in my heart…

After that, I always went to see her after work, under the pretext of surveillance.

Today too, I was about to go see her, but Mother called me to her office.

The sudden summons filled me with anxiety.

And that anxiety soon became reality.

“Ah, there’s no need to monitor her anymore.”

“What…?”

“I’ve hired that girl at our research institute.”

The moment I heard those words, my happy days with her crumbled.

Because Mother had started to move directly.

And that’s practically a death sentence for her.

“How…?”

“I gave a Potion Master recommendation letter to someone close to her. She’ll think it’s just a normal job.”

“I see…”

“Make sure she feels at ease by being friendly with her. And once you confirm her ability, put her in a glass tube.”

In a glass tube…

Once someone goes in there, they become food in Mother’s refrigerator.

Never knowing when they’ll be selected to have their abilities extracted.

And after extraction… they’re sent to the incinerator.

The sister who always smiled at me would turn to ashes overnight.

The next day, she came to our nest herself.

Dressed in beautiful civilian clothes.

I wanted to bury myself in her sensual figure and comforting bosom.

But I tried to hide my body in the suit to avoid revealing myself.

My sister, who treated even that burly appearance kindly.

My sister, who loved even how I looked when I took off the suit.

Although she had walked into hell of her own accord, I was so happy then.

Happy enough to wish she would become Mother’s servant and stay with me forever.

But…

Living your whole life taking orders from someone is painful.

I didn’t want to put that collar on her too.

During that anxious happiness.

Eventually, an accident happened.

She went into the research lab.

Worse, she entered Room 09, where people were often kidnapped and killed.

Yes.

Please, take this opportunity to learn everything.

Learn all our secrets and run away.

And never come back.

I revealed Lab 3 to her, where our secrets were hidden.

Then I came out and waited for her.

To give her a chance to choose.

I thought she would naturally run away out of fear.

I desperately hoped she would.

Because that was the last way for her to survive.

I even took out a syringe to scare her as much as possible…

But she didn’t run away.

Instead, she came to work at the research institute even more diligently.

Moreover, she offered cocktails containing strange drugs to me and my colleagues.

At first, I didn’t know what that green liquid was.

But when I discovered she knew the kidnapped test subject “Jisoo”…

I realized she was planning to escape from here with her.

Then I fell into a dilemma.

Whether to help her or make her pay for her betrayal.

I couldn’t make that choice right away.

Because in the short span of a month, she made her move first.

Her reckless escape plan with the test subject began.

I watched her entire escape operation through CCTV.

Unlike the warm appearance she had shown so far, she was very cold and calculating.

And she was impressive.

Poisoning Rankers much stronger than herself and escaping with someone precious to her.

I secretly hoped her operation would succeed.

But… Mother, who was watching with me, naturally didn’t want it to succeed.

She intended to capture the insolent girl, extract her ability immediately, and kill her.

I had to stop Mother.

I broadcast in the most evil voice I could muster, pretending to stop her.

And I begged Mother to wait at headquarters while I handled it personally.

But Mother eventually went out herself to capture her.

And as expected…

Her operation couldn’t succeed.

In the end, she was caught by the councilor and even branded with the servant’s mark.

Once branded, she could not escape from Mother’s embrace on her own.

So somehow, this fact had to be made known outside.

So I opened the second floor shutter and let Jisoo escape.

Hoping she would bring Anna and Jeoksa to rescue my sister.

Meanwhile.

My branded sister was tied to a chair.

And received orders to have her ability extracted immediately.

The process of extracting abilities is very arduous.

Extracting it raw would destroy the subject’s mind.

Mother wouldn’t care about such circumstances.

Rather, she would be pleased if my sister broke, as it would make her easier to manage.

So finally…

I directly injected the Hypnos she had made into her neck.

If she temporarily lost her memory and her mind reset,

She wouldn’t be damaged during the ability extraction process.

I had no choice but to turn her into a foolish fox.

And then I began to collect her tears.

In the first drop, the ability to give buffs.

In the second drop, the ability to make potions.

In the third drop, the healing ability.

In the fourth drop, the ability to read memories.

And in the fifth and final drop…

I extracted her “memories.”

But I couldn’t hand even this last tear to Mother.

Because this was closer to my sister’s memories than an ability.

So I hid it.

Inside my body.

Someday when she regains her Angelic Hand,

I’ll be able to return these memories safely.

And now.

I’ve returned some of her ability through 09’s arm.

She fainted briefly with her eyes closed.

And during that time, a white radiance climbed up her arm and entered her body.

Thanks to that, she was able to open her eyes again.

Her memories haven’t returned yet.

They will return only when I give her the last tear.

And even then, very slowly.

“Sister…”

I approached Siho.

Close enough for my golden hair to touch her shoulder.

“Hmm…”

Having regained her ability, she opens her eyes drowsily.

She sees me and smiles gently.

Just like when I first saw her.

“Will you kiss me…?”

“Kiss…?”

Siho doesn’t know.

What a kiss is.

A kiss is a kind of mark that says the other person belongs to you.

Do I have the right to mark her like this?

Probably not.

So I decided to think of this kiss not as “possessing” but as “leaving a trace.”

That a person like me existed in her life.

White breath rises from my mouth.

Eventually, that breath touches her lips.

Siho instinctively opens her mouth.

I can see her elongated canine teeth, influenced by her fox ears.

I want to die being bitten by those fangs.

I inserted my moist tongue between those teeth.

Soon her wet tongue meets mine.

I left as much of my saliva in her mouth as possible.

And violated every corner thoroughly.

Our lips lock completely.

I inserted the tip of my tongue deep into her throat, almost cutting off her breath.

Siho’s final Angelic Hand.

Its essence was deep inside my body.

And that essence was transferred to her body through the tip of my tongue.

Eventually my white saliva stretches like a thread.

She, with the same turbid saliva on her, was momentarily dazed as if in ecstasy.

In three hours, Siho will recover all her memories.

And she’ll forget all the time we spent together at the villa.

I put my lips to the ear of the unconscious woman.

And whispered softly:

“Will you remember me, sister?”

“Please don’t remember me.”

“Because I don’t want to remain a bad person in your memories.”

I kissed the fox’s cheek.

Then Siho returned to having the eyes of a kind fox.

“Misha…”

“Yes, sister.”

“I’m sleepy.”

“That’s a problem. We were going to play hide and seek.”

“Hide and seek?”

The fox’s eyes, which had looked tired, sparkle again.

Siho’s eyes, with her animal instincts now awakened, are full of vitality.

“Yes. We start now.”

“Hide as far away as you can.”

“So I can’t find you…”