Ch.81081 – Crazy Woman 4

# 081 – The Crazy Woman # 4

I hid in the closet.

It was a closet filled with women’s clothes.

Beep beep-.

Soon I heard someone unlocking the door and entering the atelier.

It was Kwon Suho.

“Kim Yujeong, why weren’t you answering my calls today? Do you want to die? I told you I don’t care about anything else, but don’t see other guys or ignore my calls. Do you really want to die?”

I had heard that Kim Yujeong and Kwon Suho were dating.

Everyone around said so.

But is this the kind of conversation people in relationships have?

And Kwon Suho seemed like someone who wouldn’t hesitate to use violence against women. That made me even more confused.

How could someone who treats women so carelessly be so popular? And why isn’t Jeongseok, who gives women his liver and gallbladder, popular at all?

For me, this was harder to understand than ghosts.

“Kwon Suho. Are you thick-headed? I told you I don’t answer any calls when I’m painting. Seriously, stop being such a pain.”

“You were painting? All day since school ended until now?”

“Yes. You know better than anyone that what I’m saying isn’t a lie.”

Kwon Suho was a man with an uncanny ability to detect lies.

His girlfriend, Kim Yujeong, seemed well aware of this fact and appeared to be telling only the truth to avoid arousing unnecessary suspicion.

What if… things go wrong and I’m discovered hiding here?

Actually, I hadn’t done anything wrong.

I just modeled for her painting, right?

Why should I have to hide?

But whether the unhinged Kwon Suho could make such a rational judgment was another matter.

And if he asked whether there was really nothing between Kim Yujeong and me, that wouldn’t be true.

The truth is, I’m the victim here. I was the one who was pounced on.

Nevertheless, I felt a strange guilt about almost having an affair with someone else’s girlfriend. The human mind is truly ridiculous.

In this situation, if Kwon Suho asked me, “What’s your relationship with Kim Yujeong?” could I really say nonchalantly, “We’re nothing”?

Kwon Suho would detect that lie.

I couldn’t even imagine what would happen next.

So for now, hiding seemed like the right choice.

“You’re saying you painted this all day? You’re still drawing weird pictures.”

“I told you not to judge my art so carelessly. Anyway, I want to focus only on painting for a while. So could you please leave?”

“Hey. I’m still your boyfriend. I came all this way late at night, and you’re just going to send me away? You’re so cruel to me. Don’t you feel sorry for me? Isn’t it a girlfriend’s role to comfort me warmly?”

“Get comfort from those great women of yours. Are you in any position to say that when you sleep with other women right in front of your girlfriend?”

Despite the situation, things were getting more and more intriguing.

It felt like I’d stepped into a makjang drama.

So this is what fights between a delinquent chaebol heir and his girlfriend look like.

“Kim Yujeong. So that’s how you want to play it? Fine. Anyway, you never liked me in the first place. You only agreed to date me to use me, right?”

“Watch your mouth.”

“Am I saying anything untrue? I know you don’t like me. You don’t actually care whether I cheat or not, do you? And yet you put on those crocodile tears. Are you really a psycho?”

“You’re such a bastard.”

“You’re the one who should watch your mouth. Calling someone a dog? You’re the dog. I don’t understand what makes women think they can defy me. Do I look like someone who goes easy on women?”

“You son of a bitch.”

“You bitch!”

Thud, crash-!

There was a loud noise of things breaking and falling over.

Until now it had been intriguing, but now I was starting to get scared.

“You bitch! Do I look that easy to you too? Huh? I don’t understand why women think they won’t get hit. I just don’t get it!”

Thud thud-! Crash, bang-!

Oh, shit…

Should I go out and stop them?

What should I do?

My mental state was in complete earthquake mode.

If I burst out of here, could I defuse the situation?

It would clearly only make things worse.

What if I were in Kwon Suho’s position?

My girlfriend had hidden another man in her closet?

This was a ticket straight to the Nightmare Corridor for both of us.

“Hey. Open your eyes properly. Do you want to end up like Gu Hyena?”

Gu Hyena!

I never expected Kwon Suho to mention Gu Hyena’s name.

I suppressed my surprise and listened more carefully.

“If I want to, making people disappear is nothing to me. Kim Yujeong. It’s fine if you want to rebel against society by playing artist, but be careful who you mess with.”

“……”

“Besides, why do you keep looking over there? What’s over there?”

“…!”

Flinch-.

I felt like Kwon Suho was pointing in my direction.

“Why are you so startled? There must be something over there. What is it?”

“……”

“Not talking? Because you don’t want to lie? So there is something there. What is it? Shit. Did you hide a man? No, that can’t be. You’re a lesbian.”

“What nonsense are you talking?”

“Don’t try to lie. I know everything. You like women. Did you think I wouldn’t know? I knew that when I asked you out. I’ve never slept with a lesbian before.”

Thump, thump-.

Heavy footsteps began approaching the closet where I was hiding.

In movies, people always manage to narrowly escape in these life-or-death moments!

Creak-.

“…Who the fuck are you?”

Unfortunately, my life wasn’t a movie.

I had been discovered hiding in the closet.

“Suho. Please listen to me first. I just came here to model for her painting because she said she needed a model, and then she told me to hide here, so I did. You know I’m not lying, right?”

I desperately racked my brain to remove any words that might arouse suspicion.

What I just said was the clear truth.

Soon Kwon Suho looked at me and smiled.

“Well, this is a refreshingly funny guy. Wow. Kim Yujeong. I really didn’t think you’d do this to me. Wow. It doesn’t seem like a lie, but that doesn’t mean I’m not angry, you know?”

Clench-.

I saw Kwon Suho’s fist tighten.

“You need to get hit first.”

I was someone who could sensitively detect bullying and violence. I sensed that his rock-like fist would soon fly toward my face, so I moved first.

Whoosh-!

I headed for the trash can.

The trash can where Kim Yujeong had thrown away the remains of the steak she had grilled for dinner!

Just as I rummaged through it and pulled out the meat, holding it up like a talisman toward Kwon Suho—

“Ugh, uwaaaaagh, guaaaaaaagh! Shiiiiiit! Urgh, ueeeeegh!”

Kwon Suho vomited all over the floor as if trying to expel everything inside his body, then struggled even to breathe.

It looked like a severe meat allergy reaction.

“…Guhuck!”

Kwon Suho finally clutched his throat and rolled his eyes back.

Was he dead? No, fortunately he had just passed out.

Dead meat had defeated Kwon Suho, known as the biggest troublemaker in Gaeryong City.

# # #

We tied up Kwon Suho tightly.

Tying up a third-generation chaebol heir.

It was the kind of story that could make the news.

Shit.

What do we do now?

While I was feeling perplexed in many ways, Kim Yujeong laughed.

“This is really funny. I don’t even know what’s happening. It feels like I’m having a nightmare.”

I thought so too.

What should we do when Kwon Suho regains consciousness?

Should we negotiate well?

The problem was whether I, now marked by a chaebol heir, could continue living a normal life.

If Jeongseok were here, he might say, “Just get rid of him. Without a trace.”

“Did you hear everything?”

Kim Yujeong asked me while cleaning the floor.

I nodded.

“Yes.”

“I actually like women. I don’t know why. But I’m not even sure if I really like women. I can tell about other people just by looking at them once, but I don’t know anything about myself.”

Is this about sexual identity confusion or something?

The artist who prided herself on seeing through others was actually full of worries and anguish about herself. But everyone is like that.

I was also worrying so much about what to do now that I thought I might develop alopecia.

“You’re just normal, that’s all. Everyone has those kinds of worries. If they’re normal people.”

Honestly, Kim Yujeong was largely to blame for how things had turned out.

I was slightly mocking her by saying, ‘You’re not a special artist, you’re just a normal person.’ I was telling her to stop pretending to be an artist.

But my words seemed to sound different to Kim Yujeong.

“I’m… a normal person?”

“Yes. I’m certain. You’re a normal person. So you can worry as much as you want. Now, what do we do? Won’t we be in big trouble when he wakes up?”

“Right. Then we should make sure he doesn’t wake up.”

Kim Yujeong picked up a plaster statue nearby.

She brought it down on Kwon Suho’s head.

Crash-!

Blood flowed from Kwon Suho’s forehead.

Seeing that, I felt dizzy.

I had made a mistake.

Kim Yujeong was definitely not a normal woman.

She was clearly a complete psycho!

Kwon Suho had called Kim Yujeong a psycho, and his judgment was spot on!

“What if he really dies? We’ll be in serious trouble!”

“He’ll try to kill us without caring about that. Do you know Gu Hyena? The girl who went missing earlier this year and only her torso was found. That was probably this bastard’s doing.”

“How… do you know that?”

“I don’t know the details. But he said it himself, didn’t he? ‘Do you want to end up like Gu Hyena?’ Kwon Suho is a psychopath. Since things have come to this, let’s bury him, you and me. If we don’t, we’ll die.”

Are you crazy?

Me committing murder and hiding a body?

Even with my status window, that wasn’t something I could cover up.

But Kim Yujeong was almost certain.

In this situation, there was only one way.

“I’ll take care of this.”

“You? What are you going to do?”

“At times like this… it’s best to get help from an adult…”

I picked up my phone.

I didn’t expect to be calling again after just a few days.

“Um… Teacher. This is Yeongwon. Something’s happened… Could you come with your car to the address I’m about to give you? Yes. Noona, what’s the address here?”

It’s true that Kwon Suho’s power, backed by the Oseong Group, seems so overwhelming that no one could stop him.

But I knew from the Nightmare Corridor that there was a clear hierarchy between Hong Miri and Kwon Suho. Hong Miri, a minion of the Cheon family, would be able to handle this situation well.

“The teacher says she’s coming. Phew, we’re saved. Noona, please don’t get involved in this anymore. I’ll take care of everything. You don’t need to worry about it anymore. Really. Just stay put. Please.”

Kim Yujeong is not normal.

Reminding myself of this fact, I resolved never to get entangled with Kim Yujeong again.

Looking at me, Kim Yujeong chuckled.

“You’re really funny. I’ve never met anyone as unusual as you. If I were going to date a man, I should have dated someone like you first.”

I felt a chill run down my spine.

Somehow, it felt like Jeong Sojin was looking at me.