episode_0011

“Master, I’m here.”

The front door opened, and Hazel, who had finished going out for the day, entered the house.

But I couldn’t and didn’t want to greet Hazel.

My whole body is already in shambles.

It was no exaggeration to say that he was barely able to breathe.

I wasn’t even lying on the bed like that; I was left naked on the living room floor, tied to a leash that was connected by a cold chain that started from the leg of the sofa.

This goes beyond being treated as subhuman, and is at the level of abuse even for animals.

“I came and they didn’t welcome me… I’m a bit disappointed.”

Hazel walked toward me, upset that I didn’t welcome her.

“More than that, how about me? I decorated it in my own way…”

It is safe to say that I am now a lifeless corpse, almost on the verge of death.

But despite knowing this, Hazel didn’t care and stood in front of me to show off the clothes she had bought so that I could see.

“……”

“Hmm… Is the reaction not very good? Or is it because of your body that you can’t answer?”

It would of course be a lie if I said that the Hazel in front of me right now was not beautiful.

I think this is my first time seeing someone who looks so good in those clothes.

The clothes, body, and face are in better harmony than any other model.

However, despite its beauty, if the Hazel in front of you right now isn’t scary and creepy, that would also be a lie.

Because you are the one who made my body like this.

For the first time in my life, I was assaulted with a baseball bat.

And for the first time in my life, I was attacked by my own dog.

I never even expected that it would be women who are generally weaker than men.

“…..let me live…give me…”

“Ha… Master, how many times do I tell you that I will never kill you.”

Hazel always says the same thing when she sees me asking for help regardless of her questions.

The statement that he will never kill me is very unreliable in this situation.

If I had been hit a little more here, there is a high possibility that I would be a cold corpse now.

“Hmm… It looks like conversation is difficult at this point.”

Seeing me struggling to even say a word to save me, Hazel spoke as if she had finally realized my condition.

In fact, I think I knew it from the beginning, but I don’t really know what’s going on.

“Please rest a little. I’ll come back after washing and apply the medicine first.”

“……”

“…..Answer.”

Aside from the fact that I’m not feeling well, he seems angry that I just keep staring blankly and not even answering.

“Yes, yes…”

“Good job. Please wait a moment.”

Perhaps satisfied with the answer she got from getting so angry at me, Hazel gave me a faint smile and immediately left to wash up.

Once Hazel was out of sight, I relaxed again and began to relax, lying still and staring at the ceiling.

Apply the medicine and sleep, and honestly, I just hope Hazel doesn’t show up in front of me.

But Hazel wasn’t going to show up if I wanted her to.

After showering for about 30 minutes, Hazel approached me without any clothes on, wearing only a bra and panties.

I don’t know if it’s because I can’t be bothered to get dressed, or if I forgot to bring clothes to wear home.

“Phew… After taking a bath, I feel more refreshed. When I was a dog, I didn’t even want to touch water. Isn’t it amazing?”

Everyone knows that dogs hate bathing.

I don’t know why, but Hazel started to freak out whenever I put her in the bathroom to wash her, so I always took her to the pet shop to get her washed.

“……”

“Are you only answering if I ask you to? Or are you intentionally trying to make me feel ignored?”

I’m not not answering because I want to spoil Hazel’s feelings.

Hazel gets angry because her body is so damaged that it is difficult to even give a short answer.

It’s so unfair that I want to argue, but I don’t have the strength or the benefit to do so.

“S-sorry…I’m sorry…”

“Yes. How great is it that you answered so well?”

“Yes… Ugh..!”

Every time I speak, I have to put a little pressure on my stomach, but every time I do that, my stomach, which is covered in bruises, is stimulated and the pulling pain is so great that I can’t help but cry.

“Anyway, I’ll put some ointment on you. Because I need to get better quickly.”

“Thank you…”

“Lie down facing the ceiling. I’ll start from the front.”

I listened to Hazel and lay down on my stomach looking at the ceiling.

Then Hazel came up to me, sat next to me, looked down at me, opened the package of ointment, and put it on her hand.

“I’ll start from the chest area.”

“Yes…”

Starting with applying it to my chest, Hazel gradually expanded the range by applying the ointments to other parts of the body and successfully applied them to bruises all over my body.

Every time the cold ointment touched the bruise, I was startled and made a groaning sound, but Hazel applied it slowly and gently, so it didn’t hurt too much.

In this part, his delicate side stands out, but when he attacked me in a state of anger, it was truly rough.

Even now, just thinking about getting hit makes my body ache and gives me goosebumps.

The pain and fear I felt was beyond anything I could have imagined.

“Phew… It’s finished.”

“Thank you for your hard work…”

“Are you not hungry? You were starving.”

I don’t remember how long it has been since Hazel visited me, but I haven’t eaten anything since then, and I think it’s been a good two days.

But now I have no appetite at all.

I’m busy struggling with the pain I feel in my body and trying to put it to sleep, but having an appetite is just a luxury for me.

“Yes….”

“Hmm… I understand. If you are hungry or need anything, please call me.”

I can’t raise my voice loudly now, and I can’t go to Hazel whenever I need something.

To begin with, he was tightly chained to the sofa, so of course there was no way he could crawl over to Hazel.

“Oh, you’re not in a position to do that right now… Wait a minute.”

Hazel also knew my situation well.

So Hazel got up from her seat, disappeared somewhere for a moment, and then reappeared before my eyes.

Hazel brought something, and I couldn’t hide my embarrassment when I saw it.

“If you need to call me, just click this.”

The item Hazel gave me was a clicker used for training dogs.

It was something called a tick.

When the dog does something that deserves a reward, you press the button and give it a treat, but I had no idea it could be used for this purpose.

“……Yes.”

“Then I’ll just go take a rest. There are guests coming later.”

“So, customer…?!”

No, you put me through this situation and still have a customer to call?

Is there anyone who would be okay with showing me in this state?

Unless Hazel’s neighborhood outbreak is a friend or something, no one will remain silent after seeing me.

I’d probably call the police, or at least run away from home.

“The owner knows me very well. He is probably the person who knows the master better than anyone else, except the master’s family.”

Who on earth knows me better than my family?

First of all, excluding family, what about your boss or friends?

This is all I can think of.

However, there is absolutely no reason for Hazel to want to show this side of herself to her boss or friends.

There is no benefit for Hazel by showing these people like this.

She’s such a wicked bitch that she might have a plan, but at least as of now, I don’t think there is one.

“How on earth…what…”

“Hehe… You’ll find out later. It may not be all that sweet, though.”

Who wouldn’t be happy with me?

I am not at all pleased with anyone who greets me in this way.

If I get this upset, I’m reluctant to show it to my mom.

“Yes…”

“See you later then. I’m going to take a break too.”

Leaving me full of questions, Hazel tied me up on the cold living room floor and went into the bedroom to rest.

I am a patient right now, and I think I should lie down in bed as a priority over someone who is tired just because they went shopping.

So, it is inevitable that there will be considerable dissatisfaction with this treatment, but it must end at the level of dissatisfaction.

There’s no benefit in arguing with Hazel, and it’s obvious that if I confront her, I’ll just get punished.

Any further rejection is absolutely prohibited.

As the sun set around 7 PM, Hazel came out of the room to greet the ‘guest’ and approached me while I was sleeping.

“Wake up. You have to prepare to welcome guests.”

“Ugh… Yes…”

I thought I would be fine when I woke up, but my head hurt like it was going to explode and my body felt creepy.

Still, perhaps thanks to the right ointment, the pain in the bruise area was greatly reduced, and when I woke up, I was able to have a conversation with difficulty.

I think rest is the best thing when you’re sick.

“But… in this condition…”

“It doesn’t matter. Because this is someone I know.”

Anyone who comes knowing this condition is, in my opinion, not an ordinary person.

“Now it’s time to arrive…”

-Ding-dong-!

Just as Hazel predicted that it was time to arrive, someone rang the doorbell.

“Ah, I see you’re here.”

And Hazel went to the front door and opened the door to greet the person.

“Welcome, sister.”

Hazel referred to the guests who came to her house as ‘sister’.

The only person Hazel could call her sister… Wait.

The only person Hazel calls her sister is my ex-girlfriend?

I quickly glanced at the front door, hoping that my ominous premonition would not be confirmed.

“Our Goldang, have you been keeping the house well?”

And her voice comes next.

I hoped that my expectations would not come true, but no matter how much I listened to it, the voice did not escape my ex-girlfriend’s voice.

Even after hearing that voice, I kept praying in my head that it wasn’t true.

Even if I die, I never wanted to show this side of myself to that bitch.

“Of course. Please come in.”

“Yes.”

After greeting each other, Hazel and the mysterious woman… no, the woman, who I strongly assumed was my ex-girlfriend, entered the house together and walked towards me.

A familiar silhouette, and along with that silhouette, a familiar face and appearance gradually caught my eye, and a woman who perfectly met what I had guessed came closer and closer to me.

“No way..!”

“No way. It’s been a while, Jeong Ha-on?”

I kept praying in my head that it wouldn’t happen.

I prayed that it wasn’t just him because anyone would be fine.

I hoped that I wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to see this side of me more than anyone else,

“Bae, Baek…Ha…”

“Yes, Baek Harin is correct. It looks like you haven’t had a good time… looking at your tail.”

In the end, the identity of the person who appeared in front of me with an eerie smile as if she was in a good mood was my ex-girlfriend, Baek Harin.