On the Way to Anhui – 1

With a blissful expression, Namgoong Soyeon looked at Inho.

Inho, who was sitting on the floor, looked up at her with bewildered eyes.

“Namgoong… young lady?”

Why was she here?

And what was that from before? More than that… what happened to the other cult members?

Many questions arose sporadically, rummaging through his head.

Inho felt the blood in his head drying up.

“Namgoong young lady?”

Namgoong Soyeon tilted her head at Inho’s address.

As if something displeased her, she pouted her lips and waved her hand as if to say no.

“Aww, Gang Gongja. Why are you being so distant? You have to call me Soyeon~ like you always do.”

“What… do you mean?”

Saying things he couldn’t understand, Namgoong Soyeon approached Inho.

“You spoke to me so kindly yesterday too. Please say “Soyeon~” quickly. Because kind Soyeon came to save Gang Gongja?”

Inho tried to pull his tightly held hand away a little, but it was no use.

“Hurry~”

The more she urged, the stronger her grip became.

With his hand going numb, Inho awkwardly spoke the name.

“So, Soyeon…?”

“Yes~ Kind Soyeon is here.”

Namgoong Soyeon rubbed her hand on her face again.

Inho felt strange at the sight of her making groaning sounds and indulging in his scent.

A chilling sensation ran down his spine.

As the one-sided expression of affection continued, the confusion in Inho’s head was slowly clearing up, like sediment slowly settling.

“I love you.”

If only Namgoong Soyeon hadn’t thrown a rock into the lake of thoughts that was trying to stabilize.

“Huh? Huh?”

Inho’s eyes widened at the sudden confession.

“I love you. We promised to say it every day, didn’t we?”

“What… does that mean?”

“Why aren’t you telling me you love me? You told me so sweetly yesterday and the day before too, didn’t you?”

As the turbid golden eyes stared at him, Inho trembled without realizing it.

“Tell me. Say you love me.”

“Namgoong young lady. I don’t know what’s going on… but why are you in the Black Heaven Cult… Keuk!”

The hand that had been holding his hand grabbed his neck.

-Thud

Pressed down by the brutal force, Namgoong Soyeon climbed on top of Inho, who had fallen to the ground.

Sitting on his stomach, Namgoong Soyeon slowly strangled his neck with both arms.

“Tell me. Say you love me.”

“Keuk…! Namgoong young lady!”

“Soyeon!!!!”

An angry voice echoed through the stone chamber.

-Squeeze

The force on his neck intensified.

As it became increasingly difficult to breathe, Inho, who was pinned underneath, flailed his feet.

“Say it! Say it! Say you love me!”

The gentle appearance from before had disappeared, and Namgoong Soyeon, with bloodshot eyes, drove him into a corner.

“Keo-keo…”

As Inho resisted, exhaling all the remaining air in his lungs, her face contorted.

Namgoong Soyeon released the hand that was strangling his neck.

“Heo-eok… Heo-eok…”

As the sensation of being strangled disappeared, Inho instinctively gasped for breath.

Was it around the time his breathing became a little more even?

Namgoong Soyeon’s hand strangled his neck again.

“Keuk!”

“Say it.”

Namgoong Soyeon urged him in a commanding tone.

Namgoong Soyeon continued to strangle and release his neck.

And she gradually reduced the time he had to breathe.

Fading consciousness, pain and fear felt in his body, and so on.

Dominated by his survival instinct, Inho continued to kick his feet in an attempt to escape the unyielding restraint.

His eyes turned bloodshot due to the increased blood pressure, and blood flowed from his nose.

“I, I… love… you.”

Lost in reason in his fading consciousness, he barely mumbled.

“Hehe…”

Hearing his voice as small as a mosquito, Namgoong Soyeon finally released his neck.

She brought her face to Inho’s chest, who had lost consciousness from the brutal torture, and climbed up his body.

“As expected… it seems like the Black Heaven Cult caused a mental disorder. I’ll educate you to return to normal.”

Looking at his face with a nosebleed, Namgoong Soyeon smiled benevolently, licked her lips, and brought her face close to his nose.

-Lick lick

Licking his nosebleed with her tongue, she fondled her lower body with her hand.

“Ah… I’m so happy.”

The sight of Namgoong Soyeon muttering as she smacked her lips looked truly happy.