The Thug Hides the Villainess

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019 – Abduction, Like Waves Crashing Against a Cliff #2

Yu Yeoreum was quite pretty.

Her face could easily be described as handsome.

It’s surprising that someone like her likes me and shows me kindness.

Honestly, as a man, I felt happy, and my self-esteem shot up, but I had to reject her feelings with the heart of someone who’s cutting their own intestines out.

“Sorry, but I already have a girl I like! If you’re okay being my mistress or concubine, then I could consider it!”

“That’s such a shame.”

Saying this, Yu Yeoreum held out her phone to me.

I thought she was asking for my number, but a video was playing instead.

“I saw you causing a ruckus at the office building. It’s all over Star, and you’re incredible, handling both Sa Ma-jun and Jeon So-mi. I don’t think I could’ve done that.”

So, I’ve become famous?

It’s a bit puffing me up.

Thud-thud-.

Yu Yeoreum began lightly loosening her body, like a boxer stepping around.

“Huh?”

When I came to my senses, her wrapped fist was right in front of my nose.

Whew—.

The wind from her punch felt quite refreshing.

Yu Yeoreum retracted her fist and said,

“But provoking Wang Ja-hyeon’s group seems like a bad choice. So, if you want to avoid troublesome issues, it’s better to train hard enough to dodge my punch. ‘Madman’ Hanam-jin.”

When did she throw a punch?

As for speed, I’m confident; I couldn’t even see her move. Impressive.

“By the way, I’m not interested in men who are weaker than me.”

“Well, that’s the opposite of me. I like strong women. But ‘Madman Hanam-jin,’ seriously?”

“It’s your call sign. Didn’t you know? It was a toss-up between ‘Madman’ and ‘Tiger Panties’ before settling on that.”

It felt like the sky was crashing down.

My call sign is “Madman.”

Why not “Bread Pitt”? I could understand “Cha Geum-woo,” but “Madman”! Why?!

It truly was a silent scream. At the same time, rage began to boil inside me.

Right now, I felt like I could jump up to the 40th floor.

Actually, that was my plan.

To jump up to the 40th floor where the office building was located.

Can I do it?

If I fail midway, I’d plummet and become a flattened pancake.

In other words, I had to risk my life in this challenge.

Let’s take this seriously.

Swipe-.

The time on my smartwatch was just past midnight, around 1 AM.

Swoosh-.

I coiled my legs like a spring and leaped into the air.

That feeling of my body floating towards the sky was incredibly freeing. But before I could enjoy that freedom, I kicked off again toward the opposite building.

“Jump!”

Bang! Bang! Whoosh-.

The more I jumped between the buildings, the higher I soared.

Whoosh, whoosh-.

Count three, four, five jumps—

My thighs felt like they were about to burst, but stopping would mean death, so I squeezed out every last bit of strength.

After tasting my limits over and over, I finally had the targeted office building right in front of me. But then a problem arose.

Crash-!

The window of the Je Wang Group’s top floor couldn’t withstand my weight and shattered. I instantly lost my balance and was in danger of falling flat.

Damn!

If I stay like this, I’ll become a pancake!

Is this how it ends?

No way! With a mindset of “whatever happens,” I flailed about, and then something amazing happened.

Bang-!

My leg pushed off as if stepping on something in midair, launching me back up like I’d hit a springboard.

It could be called aerial jumping or a grandiose technique from a flashy Chinese movie!

Could my “Leap” do that too?

I don’t care!

With an excitingly pounding heart, I stepped onto the penthouse terrace.

My breathing became ragged, and I felt dizzy, but it was within the expected range of error.

“…”

Inside was so quiet that it hardly felt like there had been a party just hours ago. The most important thing was that the terrace windows were wide open.

Security wasn’t too tight. They probably didn’t think someone would break into the headquarters of a world-class corporation from the 40th floor.

Maybe because Seoga-eul herself was a strong awakened one, there weren’t unnecessary security personnel. Just as I had checked during the party, there were no indoor CCTV cameras either.

A stillness loomed.

I utilized the tiptoe skills I’d honed while robbing Manager Kim Jang-dong’s potato field and quietly entered the room.

Finally, I arrived at the door.

Click, creak-.

“…”

Wait, wasn’t that door opening too loud?

Luckily, Seoga-eul was quietly lying on her bed.

Zzz—

Hearing her steady breathing, she seemed to be fast asleep, but as I gazed at her, I lost track of time.

Did the prince’s heart feel like this when he saw Snow White, dead from the poison apple?

Just reaching out could mean I’d receive the “soft and squishy” I was looking for from Seoga-eul, sending my heart racing and my head spinning.

The sense of reality started to fade.

Then, I would start the abduction with the items I had prepared in advance—.

Ding-dong-.

Ding! Dong!

“…!”

I was startled by the sudden loud noise and hurriedly hid under Seoga-eul’s bed.

Just like a cockroach, scurry!

# # #

Ding-dong-.

The bell chimed again.

Now that I noticed, it seemed someone had arrived outside.

Could it be security?

Did they have some CCTV in this office building that detected the intruder? Countless thoughts flew through my mind when I heard the sound of something rustling above me.

Softly-.

A white foot touched the floor where I was hiding.

Seoga-eul slipped her feet into soft indoor slippers and left the room.

“Who’s there?”

—Open the door. It’s me.

“Wang Ja-hyeon?”

Wang Ja-hyeon?

Why is he visiting Seoga-eul’s office so late at night?

Click-.

The sound of the door opening echoed.

“What’s going on? This late at night?”

“Seoga-eul, do I need a reason to see you?”

“Then I do. We’re not really anything special, right?”

Seoga-eul’s voice from the living room was chillier than I expected.

It felt like the mask she wore at the party was being ripped off.

Ja-hyeon seemed nervous, unable to hide his feelings in front of her.

“Are you doing this on purpose? That guy.”

“That guy?”

“Hanam-jin. Are you trying to provoke me by being nice to him?”

“Ja-hyeon, you’re overly self-conscious. Why would I do something like that because of you?”

That was a harsh statement.

If I heard it, I’d probably cry for days.

But Ja-hyeon didn’t appear easy to handle either; he added to his words, as if trying to overcome her biting insults.

“Seoga-eul, you shouldn’t treat me like that. You know how hard the Je Wang Group worked to get the president re-elected. From now on, it’s going to be the Je Wang Group’s world. And I’m the one inheriting that!”

“…”

“You and I are a great match, aren’t we? Honestly, I think you’d agree. There’s no other guy who suits you better than me! You know that better than anyone else!”

That guy, Ja-hyeon.

Chattering away with that mouth of his.

I wanted to jump out and give him a piece of my mind, but I kept quiet, fearing things would get messy.

Fortunately, Seoga-eul seemed fed up with Ja-hyeon’s nonsense and shouted.

“I’m sleepy, so just go!”

“Seoga-eul!”

“I said go. I won’t say it three times. Or, do you want me to show you again if you really are a guy who matches my ‘level’? Wang Ja-hyeon, you can’t beat me with your skills, you know that?”

Suddenly, the air turned suspenseful.

How would Wang Ja-hyeon react now?

“…”

It seemed he had a lot to say but hesitated like he had lost his tongue before turning sharply.

Click. The sound of the door closing was heard, and Seoga-eul returned to her bedroom, lying back on her bed.

“Dumbass. Stupid son of a concubine.”

That was quite a vivid insult.

Was this what Baek-Yeoul meant by Seoga-eul’s “true nature”?

It’s refreshing; I rather like it.

The important thing was that Seoga-eul was lying right above me.

I felt slightly excited about this bizarre situation. My heartbeat was so loud I worried she might hear it.

About ten minutes passed.

“So annoying. I barely fell asleep.”

Seoga-eul seemed unable to fully fall into slumber.

She got up from the bed and started pacing around her room, and no one would ever guess that the perfect Seoga-eul had insomnia.

An hour.

Without a doubt, Seoga-eul had been pacing for an hour. Then, as if she had made a decision, she headed to the bathroom, turned on the water, and began to shower.

Is she really not going to sleep?

If the sun comes up like this, it could get messy in every way.

Just like Seoga-eul had said to me, the opportunity only comes on nights when the full moon rises.

Should I back off and wait for the next full moon?

No, that would take too long.

If a man draws a sword, he should show something.

Splash-splash-.

Having made my decision, I crawled out from under the bed like a cockroach and headed towards the bathroom.

Holding the blanket I had taken from Seoga-eul’s bed in my hands.

Thump, thump, thump, thump-.

My heartbeat grew so loud that I felt like I was going crazy, but I grasped the bathroom doorknob and opened it.

Click-.

As I opened the door, Seoga-eul turned to look at me.

The white mist obscured many things, but her expression of shock was crystal clear.

“You—!”

It was the rawest expression I had ever seen.

Seoga-eul immediately showed me her palm, and with a voice that was brutally fierce, she shouted,

“Pervert! If you come any closer, I’ll kill you.”

Is she trying to blast an energy beam from her palm or something?

It was hilarious.

“Kill me? How? I know your strength weakens during a full moon.”

“…What?”

As Seoga-eul stumbled, looking flustered, I dashed forward like crashing waves and covered her mouth with my palm.

Then I wrapped her hands and feet in black tape, sealed her mouth with tape as well, and used the blanket I had just brought from the bed to wrap her body completely, turning her into a kimbap.