Ch.143Giving My All! (7)

#143

The man following the three of them was an ordinary-looking, seemingly weak young man who could be seen anywhere.

‘I think I could take him down in three shots, not just Id-ya but Judy too.’

Except for Aisha, Dexter’s group consisted of people in professions that required physical ability—people who knew their stuff.

So Dexter wasn’t contemplating whether he could subdue the young man or not, but was looking at him from a completely different perspective.

‘How can I take this bastard down in one go without the three of them noticing?’

He didn’t want to disturb the three who were having fun, and he wanted to show only the good side of Earth to Aisha and Id-ya.

Dexter first checked what he had on hand.

‘A few coins and a wallet… wallet has cash, credit cards, business cards, and a mobile phone… that’s it.’

With what he had, he could throw a coin to forcibly lodge it between the man’s skull, or flick a business card to pierce his arm or neck.

‘If I do that, this bastard will definitely scream his head off.’

In the end, it meant he needed to subdue him directly at close range.

Thinking that he had to do something similar to work even though he was out having fun, Dexter sighed deeply, then carefully approached the man, making sure his footsteps made no sound.

Being taller than the man, Dexter could see over his shoulder at the mobile phone screen he was looking at.

It wasn’t explicit, but the composition had clear intentions.

‘He’s focusing on taking pictures of Id-ya, and doesn’t care about Judy or Aisha at all.’

Id-ya was wearing tight jeans and a thin short-sleeved t-shirt.

Dexter was angry seeing this, but he was also curious what would happen if he told the man, who was focusing on filming Id-ya’s backside, “The ass you’re filming isn’t a real ass.”

‘Of course, I won’t say that.’

Instead of revealing the truth that Id-ya was a cephalopod alien, Dexter raised his index and middle fingers and jabbed them into the man’s back while saying:

“Don’t move.”

Having not sensed anyone behind him, the man was startled by Dexter’s low voice suddenly in his ear and tried to turn around, saying:

“Huh? W-who…?”

“Turn around and you die. Scream and you die too.”

Thinking that what was jabbing into his back was a gun, the man stopped turning his head and began to tremble.

“P-please don’t shoot…”

Hearing the man’s voice, which sounded like he was about to collapse, Dexter lowered his tone even more than usual and said:

“One more thing. Say anything else and you die. Move to the trash can on the right now.”

“Y-yes…”

As Dexter tried to move the man elsewhere, Id-ya among the three noticed something unusual and glanced back slightly.

Noticing that Id-ya was looking, Dexter nodded in silent response.

Being a bodyguard herself, Id-ya knew Dexter wasn’t standing behind the sweating man for no reason.

The trash can Dexter mentioned was in a secluded corner where people rarely came. After leading the trembling man in that direction, Dexter said in a cold voice:

“Put your phone on the ground.”

As the man crouched down to place his phone on the ground, Dexter kicked him in the head.

Without even a single cry, the man collapsed, and Dexter left him there, picking up the phone and starting to look through the album.

“Look at this bastard.”

As if he had been waiting in the amusement park, there were detailed photos of Id-ya from the moment she entered to riding the attractions.

The problem was that it wasn’t just videos of Id-ya taken today.

There were plenty of other women captured as well.

Those women were dressed similarly to Id-ya, and for women wearing skirts, it wasn’t just their backs that were photographed.

“This guy is a real piece of shit.”

While Dexter was going through the phone, two security guards from the amusement park slowly approached him.

“Sir, please stop right there.”

Judging by the rather grim expressions on the two security guards trying to stop Dexter, they seemed to view him as an assault suspect.

Not wanting to repeat what had happened at the expo before, Dexter smiled lightly and took out his OSA universal ID from his wallet, saying:

“FBI. I’m out on a holiday, and I caught this man illegally filming my acquaintance. I’m sorry, but could you call the police? And please detain this bas—this person.”

“What? Oh… yes! Understood.”

The two security guards nodded and accepted Dexter’s natural response.

In case testimony might be needed, Dexter gave his phone number to the security guards, and the two guards dragged the unconscious man away to a detention area.

Having easily dealt with the man who committed the crime, Dexter approached Aisha’s group waiting in line for an attraction, and Aisha, still enjoying herself, looked at Dexter and asked:

“Where did you go?”

“I had something to take care of, so I did.”

“Why don’t you ride the rides, oppa?”

“My shoulders are too big, so I get stuck on the rides.”

“Liar!”

With those words, Aisha burst into laughter.

Since it was an attraction where people rode in pairs, Id-ya stepped out briefly while Judy and Aisha rode together. During this time, Id-ya casually asked:

“What happened?”

“Some guy was filming your backside, so I had him locked up.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“It was for sexual purposes.”

“What does that… Oh, ohhh…”

Id-ya is an adult too.

Understanding immediately, Id-ya nodded.

“You handled it well without making a sound. As expected of Team Leader Dexter, the Chairman’s closest aide…”

“Spare me the elaborate praise. Don’t tell Judy and Aisha about this.”

“Why not?”

“We came here to create good memories. Do you think they’d feel good knowing a sex offender was filming them from behind?”

“You have a point.”

Id-ya nodded at Dexter’s words, then raised a question.

“Then, what will be his punishment?”

“Who knows? I’m not the police. Well, I’ll ask them to hit him as hard as possible.”

“Is that so? That’s disappointing.”

“Disappointing?”

“In Yogsothoth, sex offenders have their genitals cut off.”

Hearing this, Dexter nodded with interest.

“That’s… clean.”

“I think so too.”

Dexter and Id-ya watched Judy and Aisha screaming while riding the roller coaster.

* * *

“I feel like I was the only one who was comfortable.”

“No, I enjoyed it too.”

Judy, holding the passed-out Aisha in her arms in the back seat, said in a small voice.

“Aisha’s leaving tomorrow, right?”

“Yes, probably around 3 PM tomorrow.”

“I’ll be at work, so I won’t be able to see her off.”

Judy stroked Aisha’s hair with a regretful expression.

“Will she come again?”

“Well, I’m not sure. She has to go to school, and it’s uncertain if her parents will allow it again.”

Dexter shrugged and said.

“But once is difficult, twice isn’t that hard, is it?”

“If Aisha comes again, please let me know.”

“Of course I will.”

Dexter smiled lightly and looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror.

They looked like an affectionate mother and daughter.

When Dexter’s pickup truck arrived at Summerin, Judy, who was holding Aisha, had a genuinely regretful expression.

“I’m so sad to see her go.”

With those words, Judy lightly kissed Aisha’s forehead.

“I’ll be going now.”

“Mmm…”

Aisha mumbled in a small voice as she stirred.

“Don’t go…”

“…What can I do.”

Judy hugged Aisha tightly.

“Really, I hate to part like this…”

“This is tough even for someone watching.”

Dexter felt a bit awkward too.

“We’ll meet again someday.”

“Yes, I’m sure we will…”

At Id-ya’s serious voice, Judy reluctantly laid Aisha down on the back seat.

Still unable to hide her sadness, she let out a deep sigh.

“Aisha… don’t forget your unnie, and please come back next time. Really.”

“Me too…”

“Look at Aisha, she answered in her sleep. Oh my goodness, really.”

Judy suddenly got excited and didn’t know what to do.

“I never dreamed I’d be so obsessed with a child.”

Dexter looked at this previously unseen side of Judy with curiosity.

Anyway, it was time to say goodbye.

“I really had fun today. Even more than when I first went to Disneyland at age 10.”

Judy sighed and continued.

“Maybe it’s because of Aisha. Really, um, I’ve never felt this way before…”

Judy looked at Dexter, then turned her head slightly and said.

“We’re not yet… in a deeper relationship, and I know men feel uncomfortable when women talk about these things when they first meet.”

“…?”

As Dexter turned to look at Judy, not sure what she was going to say, Judy continued hesitantly.

“If, if I want to have a child, I’d like to have one just like Aisha…”

“Hmm.”

Dexter briefly acknowledged this, thinking it could be possible, and Judy blushed as she said:

“It’s strange, right? I know it’s weird.”

Dexter and Judy hadn’t yet had a physical relationship.

If Dexter hadn’t known Judy’s personality, he might have felt a bit put off, but Dexter knew how seriously Judy thought about children.

“Aisha can be a bit too demanding at times, but she’s cute.”

Dexter smiled slightly and said.

“And well, you like children, Judy. I completely understand that feeling. If I get married, I’d also like to have a daughter like Aisha.”

Id-ya, sitting in the passenger seat, was frowning as if she didn’t understand what Dexter was saying, but the two naturally paid no attention to her.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you too.”

Id-ya seemed uncomfortable listening to their sweet conversation and trembled slightly.

“Oh, and please give this to Aisha.”

“What is it?”

What Judy handed over was a palm-sized chick doll she had made herself.

It was made of durable fabric and meticulously stitched, so it wouldn’t easily tear or wear out.

“It’s handmade so it’s a bit crude, but I wanted to give her something memorable.”

“It’s well-made.”

Dexter held the doll up to the moonlight coming through the car window and said.

“I’ll make sure to give this to Aisha.”

With those words, Dexter got out of the driver’s seat and opened the back door.

“I had a great time.”

“Me too.”

As Judy got out of the back seat and approached Dexter, he supported her back and gently kissed her lips.

Judy flinched momentarily but soon placed her hands on Dexter’s shoulders, carefully caressing them as she accepted his tongue.

After exchanging heated breaths and warm sensations several times, the two naturally distanced themselves and looked into each other’s eyes.

“Dexter, you’re greedy.”

“Greedy?”

“You have everything. Body, family, friends… and me too.”

“Hahaha.”

At those words, Dexter laughed softly, then whispered in Judy’s ear:

“Why do you think I have you?”

Judy lightly countered Dexter’s words.

“Because… I gave you my heart directly.”

It was a bold statement that the usual Judy wouldn’t have shown.