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As soon as Han Se-gun finished his part-time job, he changed his clothes and threw himself toward the motorcycle. The RX-125, which had been parked in the middle of a wide empty lot in front of the distribution warehouse, was slightly damp from the autumn rain.
It was not particularly good weather for riding a motorcycle, but Han Se-gun did not hesitate and climbed onto it. At that moment, his colleague from the part-time job, Kim Seong-ju, rushed out and shouted.
“Hey! Se-gun-ah! Where are you going?”
“Don’t tell me you’re asking for a ride?”
“Why wouldn’t I be? Just take me as far as the subway station.”
Giving someone a ride on the back seat was not something highly recommended. This was especially true on a rainy day. However, Han Se-gun said nothing, and after climbing onto the motorcycle, he simply pointed toward the back.
It was Han Se-gun’s creed not to stop someone who wanted to die. With the somewhat irresponsible thought that it would be their own fate if they died in an accident, he started the motorcycle.
As if something was so exciting, Kim Seong-ju chattered away busily while hugging Han Se-gun’s waist.
“Ahahaha. Hey, what are you doing after work?”
“I have a place I need to go.”
“Really? Are you meeting a girlfriend or something?”
“What do you need to know that for?”
Han Se-gun replied bluntly and stopped the motorcycle in front of the station. Along with a screeching sound, water splashed from the ground.
“We’re here.”
“Ah, right. Thanks. See you tomorrow!”
“…”
Han Se-gun watched Kim Seong-ju run up toward the station and immediately turned the motorcycle around.
While claiming it was a partnership, Silvester had ordered Han Se-gun to run to Arjuna as soon as today’s work was finished. Was this not employment rather than a partnership? However, he knew well that Silvester had no interest in the blood of lower-class vampires, and Han Se-gun needed money.
“Damn it. A vampire hunter struggling for money!”
Han Se-gun vented his dissatisfaction regarding several vampire movies and drove the motorcycle along. Seeing that the fuel was almost at its bottom, it seemed more money would be going out again.
But… Han Se-gun suddenly brought the motorcycle to a halt. For some reason, he felt that Jin Yu-mi would be waiting in front of the convenience store today as well.
‘What does that idiotic woman… matter whether she lives or dies?’
Furthermore, she was dying because of the sins she had committed herself. The reason Han Se-gun became a vampire hunter was not solely to take revenge on vampires. However, it would be a lie to say he had no will for revenge.
The reason he, who was still a minor, could endure the harsh training was thanks to his intense will for revenge.
Yet, Han Se-gun was turning his motorcycle back toward the convenience store where he had met her yesterday. Regardless of what she had done in the past, her current state was not whole. Living as an idiot might be more cruel, but he could not simply let her die.
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When Han Se-gun arrived in front of the convenience store where he had met her, there was no one there. After all, it was raining, so there was no reason for her to be out here, and Han Se-gun and she were neither friends nor lovers; they were nothing.
“Hahahahaha.”
Han Se-gun laughed like a madman in front of the convenience store. To think he had raced through the rain like a lunatic only for her to be absent…
“Sigh.”
However, Han Se-gun soon shut his mouth. He, who had been laughing like a person who had lost their mind just a moment ago, had returned to a cold expression as if he had never done so.
Should he call it a premonition? There are times when a person feels a conviction for no reason at all. Han Se-gun suddenly lifted the front wheel, spun the motorcycle 180 degrees on the spot, and headed up the hill.
Since he had given her a ride to the front of Jin Yu-mi’s house yesterday, he had not forgotten the way.
“…”
Han Se-gun reached into his jacket without a word. He felt the cold touch of the Tokarev. Originally, it was something he kept enshrined inside the wardrobe in his room at the gosiwon, but he had decided to carry it with him following Silvester’s return to the country. He prayed that he would not have to use it as much as possible… but what if there was a vampire?
Han Se-gun considered getting off the motorcycle and walking, but he decided against it. This was a residential area. It wouldn't be strange for one or two motorcycles to pass by. Rather, if he got off early and walked halfway, that would arouse more suspicion.
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At the top of the hill, there was an old house reminiscent of an abandoned building. It was a filthy building that looked like it had never been cleaned and was covered in spiderwebs, making it hard to tell if someone lived there or not; however, it was a bizarre house that occasionally produced many trash bags packed haphazardly and butane gas canisters that hadn't even been punctured.
People were definitely living there. And as delinquent students from the area flocked there, the place was becoming a high-crime area to the point where even the police gave up on patrolling it.
“Ah-ha-ha-hmm.”
A delinquent student slumped at the entrance let out a sound that was ambiguous between a yawn and a sigh, blowing cigarette smoke from his mouth. Although they were simply referred to as delinquent students, precisely speaking, they were nothing more than mere thugs.
Most of them had already quit school, and among them, there were quite a few who had been through juvenile detention for theft, violence, or rape. Because those who gathered in this empty house were the particularly bad sort even among delinquents, the neighbors all kept quiet and avoided the house.
“But is this really okay? That girl is the owner of this house, isn't she?”
“Leave it. Her head’s got holes in it, she’s not sane. And it’s something we’ve always done anyway.”
Yang Su-hyeon, who was once in the same circle as Jin Yu-mi under the common name of the ‘Seven Princesses’ faction, said that while bumming a cigarette from the thug at the entrance. At that, the man shrugged his shoulders.
“By the way, how much are they giving?”
“About a million? They said anything more is impossible.”
“Hmm. Even if her head has holes in it, her looks are pretty good, aren't they? Ah. Should I say I’ll film a video too?”
“Forget it. What kind of video are you going to film with that small thing of yours?”
She spat out phlegm while giving him a rebuke. Perhaps she wasn't the only one doing such things, as the inside of the entrance was covered in cigarette butts and phlegm; still, it was a relief they had enough sense to come outside when smoking after inhaling gas, otherwise, a major incident would have occurred.
“What’s the deal? Why is she opposing it so much? She wasn’t that kind of girl originally, was she?”
“Well, I don’t know. She was talking about Kurt Cobain or whatever.”
Su-hyeon replied like that and shrugged her shoulders. She had known for a long time that Jin Yu-mi liked Kurt Cobain of Nirvana, but what the hell did that matter? Liking celebrities or idol singers was close to a religious faith.
Just as love for God and love for humans are separate… idol worship does not inherently reject the union of bodies.
Vrooooom!
At that moment, the roar of a motorcycle reached their ears. Soon, an RX-125 revealed itself before them.
“What…”
Pow!
The person riding the motorcycle slammed into the man sitting in front of the entrance without any warning. He stopped the motorcycle in front and didn't even spare Su-hyeon a glance.
“Uuuuugh. K-uuuugh.”
The man hit by the motorcycle was naturally in a lot of pain, but the one who had pushed in with the motorcycle stepped over him as if it were nothing. Then, he pulled off his helmet.
“Is it inside?”
He looked back at Su-hyeon while parting and brushing back his hair along the green bleach.
“Ah. Wh-what are you doing? You crazy…”
However, she could not finish those words. Before she could, the man’s kick slammed into her stomach. As a clean front kick landed, all the strength drained from her body, and her internal organs screamed from the impact.
The shock that penetrated into her torso surged up her spine, drawing out tears. She slumped forward without being able to offer any resistance.
“…”
He kicked the door open and looked inside. Just as he had feared, it was not a vampire, but a situation not much different was unfolding.
“Wh-what?”
Several men and women were standing at the entrance of the room. The man swung the helmet he was holding in his hand to knock a man down and kicked the women. Then, the voices of startled people were heard from inside.
“What’s going on?!”
The person who opened the door and came out was a man in his early fifties wearing a red hat. Except for the fact that he was holding some kind of notebook in his hand, he looked as if he had come out to a fishing spot.
“What are you, you brat?”
Once again, words were unnecessary. The youth, who had already knocked down six people, slammed a terrifying low kick into the man’s thigh. Along with a strange tzuk-eok sound, the man could not steady his body and fell forward.
“What?!”
A man walked out from inside the room while holding a small digital camcorder. In the room that was partially visible… there was a staff crew busy producing a Korean-style porno. It was obvious what was happening without even looking. They were likely filming a video using Jin Yu-mi, who was close to being a legally incompetent person, saying it was something that would make money.
Pow!
He struck the man holding the camera with a Te-kan-go (high roundhouse kick) and struck the young man who was acting as an AD with a Ti-sok (spinning elbow strike).
The people who were hit so accurately that it wouldn't have been this perfect even if it were staged could only wriggle while collapsed on the ground.
“Heh. I-I’m sorry! I just did what they told me to…”
A man retreated naked without even thinking of covering himself, seized by fear. However, as a downward kick landed on top of his head, everything around became silent.
“Sob… sob, sob, sob.”
Jin Yu-mi was crying like a child. Rather than crying because she was frustrated at being victimized, it seemed she was crying simply… because it hurt. Since her stillbirth, she had suffered from agonizing pain every time her period arrived as a lingering effect.
And… as luck would have it, that period had started today. Those who knew nothing of such circumstances had sold her for money to an internet adult video site to exploit her.
“…”
Han Se-gun let out a sigh as he looked at Jin Yu-mi crying like a child.
What was he supposed to do?
He could not discard his feelings of pity.
If he just pretended not to know and moved on, it would certainly be as if nothing had happened. But why did he not move on and instead come all the way here to beat up these pathetic humans? It wasn't as if this woman with holes in her brain would get better because of it.
The fluorescent light was shaking, scattering light and shadow here and there. Han Se-gun grabbed the fluorescent light with his hand to steady it and glared at the camera.
It was a Samsung digital camcorder that used Hi-8mm tapes. However, perhaps to operate the internet porno site, this camcorder was connected to a laptop via a USB port.
Kwajik!
Se-gun stomped on the laptop with his foot, smashing it completely, and helped Yu-mi up.
“Sob… Se-gun. It hurts. It hurts…”
“…”
Se-gun took out one pill of Psychedelic Moon and opened the capsule. Then, he brought it to Jin Yu-mi’s nose. Her throat and respiratory tract were likely already completely damaged by glue and such, but since he had no syringe right now, he could not choose any other method of administration besides mucosal inhalation.
“…Aaaaaah.”
Strength drained from her body, which had been writhing in pain just a moment ago. It was reminiscent of the process where a dying person exhales their last breath and finds peace. However, it was not heading toward peace, but rather an act of plunging her into a pit of even greater pleasure and pain.
Jin Yu-mi was smiling while lounging her body, intoxicated by the hallucination. It felt as if a multi-colored kaleidoscope was spinning before her eyes.
Even though the colors were blurred and her reason felt as if it were about to fly away, her vision had actually improved, and the outlines of objects remained sharply alive. The vision of a vampire, the sensation of a vampire, is a peerless drug for a human.
Just as vampires feel an orgasm while killing humans and sucking their blood, humans heal their pain and fall into pleasure with Psychedelic Moon refined from the blood of vampires.
Click.
Despite Se-gun’s attempt to stop her, she activated the mini-component system attached to the wall.
……
My favorite inside source
I‘ll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You‘ll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
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Ironically, “Rape Me” by Nirvana was flowing from the mini-component system. The sound of rain drifted in, mixing with the sound of the mini-component.