I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

Blood splattered again and again. At the time, kids who still had a proper sense of morality even vomited. Some of them tried to stop me.

“Hey, stop it!”

“Stop what?”

“That’s murder! If you keep this up, that person will really die…”

“It doesn’t matter if you die, but don’t force me to die too, you idiot.”

I pushed the kid who was trying to stop me and stepped on them. I was already in a hurry, and it annoyed me that they were trying to stop me. After stepping on them a few times, they quickly quieted down. That kid must have been somewhat popular, because other kids started trying to stop me too.

“Hey! You don’t need to go that far! How could you… to a girl…”

“Hey, do you think it’d be easier to kill these people who are all tied up here, or those guys outside the room?”

“Are you crazy? What are you saying all of a sudden?”

“It’s easier to kill the people tied up here than to fight people stronger than us outside.”

“What…?”

“Listen carefully, you idiots. There are three solutions. Do nothing, and we all die. Go outside and fight those guys, but those guys have guns, right? Or the last one: kill these guys and the women. The answer is simple.”

If it was for my own sake, if it was to survive, I didn’t care how many people I had to kill. At least at that time, I thought it was obvious, and anyone who didn’t do that was an idiot. That’s why the kids who were trying to stop me seemed like idiots. They didn’t want to kill, they didn’t want to die, but they didn’t want to fight the guys who locked us up either… In the end, they seemed like idiots who couldn’t make a decision.

The kids who were trying to stop me eventually pointed knives at me. Among them, the one who seemed like the leader, number 69, threatened me.

“Stop…”

Without care, I placed my index finger on the knife that number 69 was holding and provoked them.

“Does this mean you want to fight me?”

I intended to kill the kids who were pointing knives at me. I hadn’t planned to kill anyone else, but they were the ones trying to stop me, so I thought I could handle them easily.

When everyone else shrank back, number 69 raised the knife with trembling hands. It seemed like they had the courage to point a weapon at my face. But I laughed and mocked them.

“I don’t get the situation right now. If you don’t like killing, just shut up and watch. Shouldn’t you be grateful that I’m getting my hands dirty for you who don’t want to kill?”

“You… crazy bastard.”

“Why do you want to stab me? Go ahead, try it. But if you were really capable of stabbing, you would have stabbed these people already. Plus, even if you kill me and save these people, it’s still the same in the end, right?”

Number 69, unable to resist my provocation, closed their eyes tightly and tried to stab me. Since I didn’t want to die, I planned to stab them in the neck first. It was self-defense, so I thought the adults would forgive me for killing the attacker to some extent.

But suddenly, an arm appeared and blocked us. It was Baek.

“Hey, hey, let’s stop the fight here.”

“What? Are you thinking the same as that bastard?”

I had believed for a moment that we could communicate, but when she blocked me, I felt a bit betrayed.

“Are you going to stop me too, talking about how killing is bad like these idiots?”

“It’s not like that, so calm down, okay?”

But suddenly, number 69 shouted.

“You stop that bastard too! Didn’t you come out to stop him?”

“It’s not like that, what are you talking about?”

“What?”

“According to Baek, if we let all these adults die, we’ll owe our lives to him. I don’t want to owe anyone, so I came out to help stab them.”

At the time, I was somewhat glad that someone agreed with my opinion, but I was also a bit pissed off. The fact that they said we in front of the others made me feel embarrassed, and I wanted to die. Well, at that time, all the boys thought it was embarrassing to get involved with girls, and they arbitrarily decided that.

“Why are you saying ‘we’ in front of them? We’re not…”

“Oh, are you mad because I said ‘we’?”

“Do you want me to kill these people before you?”

“Go ahead, try it.”

Ignoring my inability to act, Baek moved forward and tried to stab the adult next to her. Our self-proclaimed hero, number 69, tried to stop her too.

“Are you crazy?”

“Are you crazy? If we keep going like this, we’ll all die! Are you telling us to just die?”

“No, I…”

“If you don’t have a clear answer, just shut up and watch. Don’t get in the way of those of us trying to get our hands dirty.”

When number 69 had nothing to say and stepped back, the other kids who shared similar thoughts started gathering around us. Baek smiled widely at me.

“Let that idiot go. In the end, they’ll just comfort themselves by thinking they’re better than everyone else, and expect others to do things for them. What a fool.”

“But what’s ‘comforting’?”

At that question, Baek’s face turned red, and she knocked me out with a suplex. Looking back now, that was clearly sexual harassment. The fact that it ended at a suplex was her mercy. If I had asked such a question in society, I would have surely been sentenced to three years in prison. Of course, one could laugh and say that no one would get three years just for asking such a question. But the law, that stupid bastard, always did things like this.

“So those guys only gave us this in our room?”

“Yeah, they said they were impressed and gave it to us.”

I was the first to try to kill someone.

And Baek, who single-handedly took the lives of three people.

They served us special meals, saying it was a treat: chicken. The first time I ate chicken, it was indescribably delicious. It was a stark contrast to the usual stew with bread, or the cheap packed lunch they gave us. Maybe they were trying to teach us that good things happen if you kill people.

“Baek, Baek.”

“What?”

Baek, who was watching me tear into the chicken leg, lightly smiled. Then, she traced my lips with her finger. She showed me the bits of batter stuck to the corner of my mouth.

“Is it so good that you’re eating like this, with crumbs all over your face?”

“Honestly, I’ve never eaten food this good before.”

“Hahaha, eat more.”

Baek said that and brought the bits of batter from my lips into her mouth. At the time, I thought it was gross, but now looking back, I feel a little embarrassed. If adults did that, it would have definitely been a sexual appeal. Well, neither I nor Baek was aware of that back then. Actually, Baek might have been aware. She was very mature for her age.

Baek then handed me another chicken leg.

“You eat the two legs.”

“What about you?”

“I’m full just watching you eat.”

“Hey, what kind of nonsense is that?”

At that, Baek repeatedly hit my forehead with her hand. I’ve said this several times, but she never played around when it came to hitting. Every strike was intense, so it really hurt.

Baek, who was smiling while covering her mouth after seeing me grab my forehead with my oily hands, said in a sweet voice:

“So when your older sister gives you the leg, you should say thank you and eat it.”

“I’ve been wondering, why are you calling yourself ‘noona’ when you don’t even know my age?”

“Because I’m stronger than you.”

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

I knew the term “survival of the fittest,” but this new idea of “younger brother is weaker than older sister” was something I’d never heard of. But Baek was crazier than I could imagine.

“It’s like in gang movies, when the leader fights better than someone else, even if they’re younger, they call them ‘hyung’ or ‘older brother’? It’s the same thing.”

“I’ve never watched those movies, and I don’t want to call you noona.”

Then Baek suddenly put me in a chokehold. A rear-naked choke, at that.

“Keck… keck…”

In a surprise attack, I couldn’t react properly, and Baek forced me to submit.

“If you call me ‘noona,’ I’ll let go.”

“Keck… keck…”

Baek was really insane. Logically, how could I say “noona” while being choked? I kept yelling “noona,” but all that echoed was the sound of me gasping for air, as I was nearly dying. That day, I almost died while eating chicken.

They say ghosts who die eating are beautiful, and I almost became a beautifully dead ghost.

“Oh, I was choking you.”

Only then did Baek release the choke, and I realized the importance of oxygen. As I panted heavily, Baek patted my back.

“Are you okay?”

“Ai, you crazy bitch… And why are you patting my back when I’m not even throwing up?”

“Oh, right.”

Once I calmed my breathing, I grabbed Baek by the collar.

“You’ve tasted blood today and opened your eyes to murder, huh? Are you out of your mind, wanting to kill me too?”

“Hahaha, it’s not like that…”

Baek seemed to be looking for an excuse while turning her gaze away. But the fact that I almost died was clear evidence, so she didn’t have much to say.

Baek, giving up, smiled at me.

“Hey, if you let me finish the rest of the chicken, will you forgive me?”

“What do you take me for? Well, in that case, the story is different.”