The pain I felt when my skin was mercilessly torn by a vicious saw blade.

    From the moment the blade first penetrated until the halfway point when the bone began to be sliced, the pain was so terrible that I could not even open my eyes and drool was flowing from my mouth.

    But after that, all the pain that seemed like it would never end disappeared like magic.

    I’m not sure why. My head suddenly became dizzy, and soon I felt as if my body was floating, and not only the pain but all sensation in my body completely disappeared. It was a feeling I had never felt before.

    It was truly magical, but not long after that, my vision went dark and I lost consciousness.

    And now, I don’t know how much time has passed, I slowly woke up from a deep coma, feeling my whole body regain its senses one by one.

    As I came to my senses and tried to regain my vision, my dark and blurry vision gradually became brighter and clearer. I turned my head and glanced at both sides, and the place I woke up was in our bedroom, where I always tried to sleep.

    After a short period of time, most of the sensation in my body returned, but there was one part where the sensation did not return.

    That part was the right leg.

    My right leg was the leg that was being sawed before I fainted, so I raised my back with a grunt and moved my gaze to my right thigh, hoping it wouldn’t happen.

    “Ah, ah…! My, my legs…!”

    Sure enough, the thigh where the right leg should have been attached was completely cut off and wrapped in bandages.

    At the unbelievable sight, I tried to trace the bandaged cut area with my hand, but every time I did so, only a terrible throbbing pain came up, and I couldn’t feel my leg at all.

    “Oh, no… iced coffee···. No way…!”

    I became crippled, unable to walk in an instant, and was immediately overcome with despair that I would never be able to walk again.

    The only consolation is that the left leg is still intact. Of course, this wasn’t much of a consolation to me because I could have to give it up at any time depending on Pino’s mood.

    -Dalkak,

    While I was tearing my head out from the loss of my leg, the bedroom door opened and Pino came in.

    He had taken off the pitch-black coverall reminiscent of the Chainsaw Massacre he wore when cutting off my leg earlier, and was wearing nothing but underwear. It was a bit embarrassing to look at in person.

    “It is best to refrain from excessive movement. The needle stuck in your arm may fall out.”

    “Needle···?”

    In response to Pino’s incomprehensible words, I immediately lowered the arm that was covering my head and checked the inside of my elbow.

    As Pino said, there was a needle stuck in his left arm and taped to it, and a dark red liquid was flowing through the tube connected to the needle.

    Perhaps this dark red liquid is blood. However, because the direction in which the blood was moving was unknown, it was impossible to tell whether this was a blood transfusion or a blood collection.

    But in context, there seemed to be no reason for Pino to kindly give me a blood transfusion. So what you’re going to have to do now is probably a blood draw.

    If that were true, I was destined to die soon, and I had nothing more to lose.

    And since I had nothing to lose, I immediately suppressed the anger that had been building up since Pino cut off my leg and shouted fiercely.

    “Are they even going to draw blood now…?! This crazy bitch really said let’s see-!”

    Contrary to the expectation that the moment he screamed, he would immediately be stabbed with a weapon such as a knife or saw, Pino just stood still and gave me a deep look.

    I shouted confidently and was prepared to die, but as I expected, it didn’t move and just stared at me, which intensified my fear.

    Eventually, Pino frowned slightly and sighed. Then he continued speaking in an irritated voice.

    “Ha···. It’s a blood transfusion. ”

    “What…? Damn… You can’t do that…”

    They cut off my leg with a saw without a moment of hesitation, and now they even give me a blood transfusion to save my life? This is a highly improbable action.

    “Master, if I really wanted to see blood,”

    -widely,

    Pino, who was standing in front of the door, reached out to the shelf next to the door. Soon, he slowly approached me holding an unidentified object the size of a palm.

    Every time Pino took a step, my heart instinctively sensed a threat and started pounding so hard that the sound escaped.

    I was ready to die and screamed at her, calling her a crazy bitch, but as I got closer and closer to Pino, I couldn’t help but feel fear.

    My thought was that even if I were to die, I should die less painfully.

    Therefore, hoping that Pino would stop walking, he immediately lowered his eyes and repeatedly apologized in a trembling voice.

    “I-I’m sorry…! I’m upset because my legs suddenly disappear…! I’m sorry if I made you feel bad…”

    However, Pino had no intention of stopping despite repeated apologies.

    -Tak!

    In the end, he grabbed my right wrist roughly, as if snatching it. He then gently lifted the object he had grabbed from the shelf upwards so that I could see it.

    A bright red, finger-sized object came into view. It was a folding knife with an oval frame and the Swiss flag engraved on it.

    Regardless of the type of knife, the fact that the object in Pino’s hand was a ‘knife’ touched my heart even more.

    It was difficult to stay sane as my wrists were snatched and an object called a knife came into view. Immediately after, I lowered my head like a crazy person and began begging for my life in a loud voice.

    “Please save me! Well, I was wrong-!”

    -Good!

    But Pino didn’t care at all, and immediately unfolded the knife and held it to his wrist.

    “Wouldn’t it be much more efficient to draw a line here?”

    “Well, I was wrong…! Please don’t do that-!”

    “No. Why would you drain all the blood again?”

    Soon, Pino took the knife and put it down next to me, and only then did I begin to catch my breath and regain my composure.

    “Yeah, right…? Sorry for the misunderstanding…”

    Now that I’ve calmed down a bit, I raise my head again and face Pino.

    Still expressionless, not showing a single emotion. Even though he just raises his eyes, his face is so scary that it feels intimidating.

    I’m not saying that the appearance is scary. The sharp eyes, jawline, and sharp nose combine to give a cool-headed impression. It is a face reminiscent of a typical psychopath.

    However, these characteristics are also those of a typical beauty. Her appearance is so impressive that even in situations where life and death are at stake, the thought ‘she has a beautiful face’ never leaves my mind.

    “I wish it was resolved.”

    Pino left only a short answer and sat down on the edge of the mattress with his back turned.

    He seems to be confident in a fight, as he leisurely shows his back to someone who cut off his own leg. An average person would be cautious no matter how disabled the other person is.

    “More than that, is it because of money?”

    “Uh…?”

    A random question that came out of nowhere. I couldn’t explain what the question was because I just asked the reason.

    “What I threw away.”

    “Ah… Yes.”

    I never directly told Pino that I threw it away because of hospital expenses, but he seems to have found out somehow.

    First of all, what kind of person would say that they are abandoning a dog because of hospital bills? He’s not a psychopath either.

    “Did you even receive a loan?”

    “Jo, I got a lot…”

    After surgery and hospitalization, it usually costs about 300, but since I had to pay this three times, taking out a loan was virtually inevitable.

    As someone whose monthly salary was around 300 after tax, it was obviously a difficult amount to afford, and even though I had the surgery three times, there was no guarantee that it would not recur. That’s why I abandoned Pinot.

    There was an option called euthanasia, but I wanted to save even that money.

    And the biggest reason. In simple terms, this was an action taken under the belief that abandonment, which could at least save Pino’s life, was better than euthanasia, which would ‘kill’ Pino.

    However, if I had known that he would come back alive and cut off my legs, I would have had him euthanized.

    “Could you please let me know by tomorrow when I have settled my hospital bills and loan interest.”

    “Huh…? Why is that…”

    “Even small things such as the cost of making a prosthetic limb, the cost of a wheelchair, the cost of hiring an activity assistant, or living expenses. We will settle everything and deposit it as soon as you let us know.”

    “Thank you, but… Where is your money?”

    I’d be happy if they offered to return the money, but I don’t know if that’s true. How on earth does Pino, who has no qualifications or job, come up with that much money?

    “You don’t have to worry about that. I came here to say this in the first place.”

    “Ah, no… Just by hearing about it, it’s worth more than billions…”

    Moreover, if you become disabled, the government provides a lot of support for various things, so there is actually no need to receive all that money from Pino. I wonder if I will even be able to receive it in the first place.

    However, Pino’s words were firm and he seemed confident.

    “Don’t worry because it is enough, just let us know at the settlement. It will disappear completely after you deposit it.”

    “Disappearing…?”

    “Who would want to live with something that crippled them? I solved it too, so I’m satisfied with it.”

    Pino, who seemed to have finished what he had to say, stood up. I haven’t even answered yet.

    “I’ll come back later. Please rest.”

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    “How do you feel? Doesn’t Hazel suddenly look like an angel without wings?”

    “No… It’s so fucking shocking.”

    A story about a man told by Seo Yu-chae. I couldn’t help but be astonished the whole time I was listening.

    Even though he tried to pay the hospital bills to the best of his ability, he ended up abandoning the case, leaving him crippled from the waist down. Even Hazel, who was abused and abandoned by me, did not cripple me.

    However, rather than the man who was crippled from the waist down, I was a unique case with all my limbs intact.

    What a terrible end for other people who are abused and abandoned.

    “But then, did he just take money and end the relationship?”

    “No? The man caught her and said she is getting married this winter. I was amazed when I heard it too.”

    “Why on earth…? No, why did they even cut off the leg…?”

    Could it be that the broken head could not be sewn up even after the leg was sawed off? How can news of marriage be heard in the relationship between those two?

    It’s astounding that a man, and not a woman, caught her first.

    “But think about it? Even though his job is as a contract killer, he earns hundreds of millions of dollars a month, and his face and body are just perfect. Isn’t it pretty good?”

    “I am very reluctant to become a contract killer as a job…?”

    I feel like I’m married to a hitman and have children. Honestly, I don’t know.

    Even putting aside moral issues, would you live in fear of not knowing when you might be caught?

    “There are differences in values ​​from person to person. Anyway, how about waking up the dog sleeping on the sofa and bringing him to bed right now? Do you always think about the things you couldn’t do during pregnancy?”

    “Ah… That’s how it should be. I understand.”

    They say that the sad things that happened when you were pregnant will be remembered for the rest of your life. It is quite possible.

    Among my friends who have children, my wife has been scolding me for coming home after a day of drinking, so it doesn’t hurt to be careful.

    Even if something like that happens to me, isn’t I in a position where I have to just listen and not even be able to argue? Of course, there is no harm in being careful.

    “Okay then.”

    -Just!

    When all the conversation had been sufficiently completed, Seo Yu-chae raised her hand and flicked her thumb and middle finger together.

    “What is it…?”

    “Ah, if I do this, I’ll wake up from my dream. Goodbye.”

    “No, what… Uh-huh?!“

    About 3 seconds after Seo Yu-chae snapped her fingers, my vision was covered with pitch-black darkness, and soon after, I felt my body floating, and I opened my eyes again in the bedroom.

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