I sat in the back seat of a luxury car and drove for a long time.

    The person sitting in the driver’s seat and driving looked like a mafia to anyone who saw him. He was huge and had a scar on his cheek from a knife wound. He was perfect… I was so scared by that impression that I sat in the back seat and couldn’t even breathe.

    The car, which had been running for a long time, stopped in front of a large mansion.

    I can only describe it as an incredibly large house.

    In addition, a very high wall surrounded the mansion like a fortress. Mafia armed with machine guns and rifles walked around crookedly, keeping watch nearby.

    Hyeyoon lives in this kind of house and atmosphere. It’s no wonder she can’t sleep.

    I cleared my throat and got out of the car.

    After a brief body search with a metal detector, the large gate opened.

    So I entered the large mansion.

    ***

    “Welcome. How is my house?”

    Hyeyoon, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, raised one hand and asked leisurely.

    A spacious living room. A fire was crackling in the fireplace in one corner of the living room.

    After seeing Hye-yoon’s well-toned legs, I quickly turned my gaze and answered.

    “Good. It must be nice to live in a nice house.”

    Damn. Even at this moment, my eyes are drawn to that place. This guy is…….

    “I haven’t been able to sleep lately.”

    “Why?”

    “I have a lot of worries.”

    “What are you worried about?”

    “How far should I go and where should I stop? Who should I kill and who should I save? I worry about that. I have a lot of work to do. It feels like I’m tightrope walking. These days.”

    Hyeyoon jumped up and walked briskly to the large refrigerator. She opened the refrigerator door and threw the canned drinks inside at me.

    When viewed from behind, she has a perfect body. A slim waist, three-dimensional hips, and a height of about one hundred and seventy.

    I wonder how much Hye-yoon takes care of herself on a daily basis.

    As I opened the can, I was genuinely impressed by Hye-yoon.

    Hyeyoon, who came and sat down holding a zero-calorie cola, asked.

    “How’s the gym these days? Did you swipe your card there?”

    “Huh? How do you know?”

    “How would I know? It’s my card, so I know.”

    Kick, Hye-yoon laughed, poured the cola with a slurp, and drank it all down.

    “My body aches after working out for the first time in a long time. But I think I need to lose weight. My stomach has gotten bigger lately.”

    “Yeah. It’s good to exercise.”

    Hyeyoon, who was sitting on the floor, staring at me with both hands holding a can of cola, asked again innocently.

    “You’re here. Do you want to do it with me?”

    Phew, I spat out what was in my mouth.

    What the hell is this? Is the kid crazy?

    I quickly wiped my mouth and took out a tissue to wipe away what I had spit out.

    “What, what are you talking about? Are you crazy?”

    “Oh my. I’m just asking just in case. We’re still young. What do you think? Do you want to do it?”

    I glanced at Hye-yoon’s well-toned legs once more and answered honestly.

    “No. I don’t have those feelings yet. And I’m not a promiscuous guy who does it with just any woman.”

    “Ahem…… I’m just any woman.”

    “That’s not what I meant-”

    “What. It’s okay. I don’t want to do that with you either. You just….be a toy in my hands. What do you think?”

    “…….Do whatever you want. And I’m not a toy.”

    “I’m still having fun.”

    Hyeyoon, sitting with her long, slender legs stretched out, continued speaking in a voice that was half-pleading, half-forcing.

    “Tell me anything.”

    “Any story?”

    “Yeah. Any story. Seongwon, has anything fun happened to you recently? How is it? I think I’ll be able to sleep well if I listen to your story.”

    “Um…….”

    Should I tell you the story of when I met Yeonlim at the mart last time?

    No. I don’t want to bring up Yeonlim in front of Hyeyoon for no reason. My instincts were telling me that Hyeyoon wouldn’t like it if I talked about other women in front of her.

    I decided to bring up a different story.

    “I was voice phished a few months ago.”

    “Really? How much did you blow?”

    “About five million won…….. I really wanted to die. It was all my savings.”

    That was true.

    Just thinking about how foolish I was back then… I still get so angry that I can’t sleep.

    Hyeyoon asked with an interested expression.

    “How did you get hurt?”

    “I got a call from a bank saying my account had been compromised and asked for my password… At the time, my eyes went blank and I did as I was told, but later I found out that everything had been stolen.”

    “Really? That’s a common technique.”

    Hyeyoon scratched her cheek with a slightly embarrassed expression and added in a crawling voice.

    “…….Actually, our organization also does voice phishing. We do anything that makes money. I think you got ripped off by our organization?”

    “What? What?”

    “That’s the method our organization uses. Why? Are you going to be mad at me?”

    Hyeyoon opened her eyes wide and responded confidently.

    Ugh……. I want to get angry, but…….

    Damn… The opponent is Black Emily’s boss.

    Hyeyoon giggled when she saw my face turning red and blue because I couldn’t bring myself to get angry.

    “I gave you the card, so you’re a teacher, right?”

    “That’s true, but I was so upset at the time that I couldn’t sleep. I want an apology.”

    “Apple? I’ve never done anything like an apple?”

    Hyeyoon is really wild about everything. She wasn’t like this before… How did she end up like this?

    When I didn’t let go of my bug-biting expression, Hye-yoon laughed and took out her phone.

    “Okay. Then I’ll contact the guys below right now. Then I’ll tell them to find the guys who took money from you and kill them all. What do you think?”

    “What, what is it?”

    “Anyway, the kids under me did something rude to you. I don’t really feel like apologizing……. I’ll try to make you feel better. Just a moment.”

    Hyeyoon is pressing the phone number.

    “Wait a minute!!”

    I screamed in a hurry.

    “Huh?”

    “Don’t do that. It’s all in the past. You gave me the card. What are you doing? Are you crazy?”

    Hyeyoon laughed.

    “Just kidding. Just kidding. I just wanted to see how you react. No matter how much I try, I won’t kill my subordinates for something like this. Why? Are you surprised?”

    “No. That’s not it-”

    “You’re so weak-hearted. It really seems like you haven’t changed at all since your days at the orphanage.”

    Hyeyoon sat next to me and placed her hand on my knee.

    It’s a strange skinship.

    It doesn’t feel like it’s tempting… What is this feeling?

    As I sat on the sofa, frozen in place, Hyeyoon whispered in my ear.

    “The world is either with you or against you. There are only two. If you can kill your enemy, you should kill him. Why don’t you know that?”

    “No. That’s probably the mafia world. Normal people don’t do that.”

    “You’re talking nonsense. Seongwon? Do you know where I learned this? When I was learning from my adoptive father? When I staged a coup and killed all the mafia bosses? No way. I learned my life’s motto in orphanage. If you’re weak, you die. Kill before you die.”

    ……I have nothing to say.

    I certainly learned that in orphanage, but that was just back then.

    So I tried hard to forget and forgot a lot.

    But is it possible that Hye-yoon hasn’t been able to escape the wounds from that time?

    Hyeyoon, leaning on my shoulder, whispered in a smaller voice.

    “If you weren’t at the orphanage, I would’ve died. I would’ve been beaten to death, starved to death, or killed myself. I would’ve died a thousand, ten thousand times. This is no joke.”

    It smells good. Hye-yoon seems to be wearing expensive perfume.

    I didn’t answer. I suddenly felt really depressed.

    “What do you want to say?”

    When I asked calmly, Hye-yoon stared at me intently, smiled, and answered.

    “People call me a witch. They say I’m not human, so I’m a witch. What do you think of that nickname?”

    “Not really.”

    “Right? Well, since I have a nickname anyway… Even if you call me a witch, I won’t forget my gratitude. Thanks to you, the witch came back from hell alive.”

    Hyeyoon whispered like that and carefully kissed my cheek.

    It felt very clear that it was not a kiss of love or affection.

    This is……a curse.

    A kiss that was like a curse.

    A kiss like the kiss of an evil devil,

    I didn’t save the devil or the witch.

    I just helped the poor girl and became her friend.

    But fate took a completely unexpected turn. Maybe my good intentions really did give birth to the devil.

    What will the world be like now?

    Could it be that I did something wrong?

    ***

    The next morning.

    Yoo Seol-hee, the daughter of the chairman of Hwarang Group, was sitting at home alone, looking through documents.

    ……She is indeed a formidable woman.

    Bin Hye-yoon… Can there be such a person in the world?

    Judging from his recent actions, he is definitely not an easy opponent. Killing, purging, bribing, controlling high-ranking politicians, and expanding his power… Everything was going like a well-written scenario. Naturally, the main character of that scenario was Bin Hye-yoon.

    Bin Hye-yoon seems smart, as expected from someone who became the boss of a mafia organization at a young age.

    He’s at the level of putting everything on the palm of his hand and playing with it. Has there ever been a person like this?

    Seol-hee, who graduated from a prestigious university in the United States, was confident that she would not be defeated by anyone in a battle of wits.

    But Bin Hye-yoon is a little scary.

    Your father is right. She is a dangerous woman if left alone.

    Seol-hee thought so and bit her lips tightly.

    Seol-hee, who had carefully read all the documents, took out her phone. She called the secretary of the group that had researched the materials.

    “Secretary Choi, I’ve read the documents carefully. Is there anything else?”

    “Huh? Anything else?”

    “Usually, human weaknesses come from their private lives. There is a lot of information, but I think it lacks some details. Doesn’t Bin Hye-yoon have a family and friends?”

    “Bin Hye-yoon was adopted when she was fifteen. Her biological parents died in a car accident right after giving birth to Bin Hye-yoon.”

    “Ah…… Bin Hye-yoon was adopted. Oh my. I didn’t know that.”

    “Yes. Bin Hye-yoon learned the job while working as a secretary under her adoptive father. And as soon as her adoptive father died, she immediately launched a coup. Her adoptive father was the boss of Black Emily. All the executives who worked with her adoptive father were executed.”

    “It’s scary. Then……. Does Bin Hye-yoon have no friends or a lover?”

    Secretary Choi hesitated for a moment, then answered.

    “I know she doesn’t have a lover. She doesn’t really have any friends either. But recently, Bin Hye-yoon seems to have someone she meets and contacts occasionally…….”

    “Huh? Really?”

    “Yes, Miss. I understand that there is a man that Bin Hye-yoon is in personal contact with. Shall we look into that information?”

    “Yes, of course. Please investigate quickly and send me the information. Hurry up.”

    “Okay, Miss.”

    So the call ended.

    That witch-like Bin Hye-yoon is the man who contacts me personally…….

    Who the hell is it?

    ***

    That moment.

    I opened my eyes.

    It’s morning.

    I was talking to Hye-yoon late into the night… and I think I fell asleep on the sofa.

    Where is Hye-yoon?

    I jumped up and looked around.

    I can hear water dripping from a bathroom far away.

    It looks like Hye-yoon is taking a shower.

    Should I go back to my house? I fell asleep here for no reason. I didn’t really want to sleep at someone else’s house…..

    I yawned and picked up the socks I had left over there.

    Right then.

    “Are you up? You should eat breakfast before you go, right?”

    Hyeyoon, who covered her body with just a towel, walked out of the bathroom naturally.

    Huh? What, what is this?

    I quickly turned my gaze away.

    I can’t even fathom what that kid is thinking. He just covers his face with a towel and goes into his room… Do I have no awareness that I’m a man?

    …….One thing is certain: she has big breasts.

    I put on my socks and replayed the large size in my head again.

    Yes, it’s a mid-size that you can confidently show off.

    Hyeyoon, sitting at the dressing table in her room naked and applying lotion to her face, asked naturally.

    “What are you going to do now?”

    “Huh? Of course I should go home.”

    “No. I mean future plans.”

    I glanced at Hye-yoon’s white back and answered in a loud voice.

    “Put on some clothes instead. Why are you naked?”

    “I’ll put everything on my face and wear it. You’re not going to cover me up.”

    “Huh? Well, that’s true, but……”

    There was silence for a moment.

    I gathered my thoughts and continued speaking.

    “I’m going to find a job. I have to get a job to make a living.”

    “I gave you the card. You don’t have to do any work, right?”

    “No. People have to work. And I don’t want to live relying on you.”

    I raised my head slightly and looked at Hye-yoon’s room.

    Over there, far away, was Hye-yoon’s room.

    Hyeyoon put on her underwear without a care. Was it fortunate that I only saw her from behind…?

    “That’s right? That’s strange. Why would you work when you can live comfortably?”

    “I’m going to look up job sites as soon as I get home today. You have a lot of money. How about you live without working?”

    Hyeyoon answered my question by poking her head into the living room.

    “I love my job. I’ll work until I die.”

    …….Is the mafia my calling?

    As I got dressed and prepared to go home, Hye-yoon sprayed perfume on herself and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear.

    “Anyway, I said it’s foolish. Why would you take the difficult path when you can take the easy path?”

    “Don’t say that. I hate being indebted to others.”

    “It’s not someone else. It’s us.”

    Huh? What?

    Hyeyoon said with a confident tone, throwing the towel she had used to wipe her body at me.

    “You are not someone else. You shouldn’t think of me as someone else either. Got it?”

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