Chapter 18

“Whoa.”

The room was a sight to see. Bottles of alcohol were already displayed across the table and Chun-ah was sitting in the center. The bastard was already canoodling with two girls on both sides, making out with them and touching them.

The moment he saw me, he stood up and waved his hand at me to come closer, moving the girls next to him to make room for me.

“Why are you standing over there? Come here.”

We’ve only met and he’s already speaking informally, very different from how he was in the text messages. My desire to attack increased.

“Hello.” I approached him with a bright smile and sat diagonally from him.

“Good to see you. You know me, right? Chun-ah Lee, leader of the boy group Heaven and Earth,” the bastard said with a shrug.

“Yes, I do know who you are,” I responded shyly. I turned the device on.

“Cool, cool. But you know…you look completely different from the show. You look fatter on TV.”

“I lost a lot of weight,” I said with a giggle. During the first episode, my weight was 93 kg. Now, I’m at 72.8kg. I’ve lost nearly 20 kg. Of course I look different.

“You really lost a lot. I didn’t expect that!” the bastard spoke as he openly scanned me up and down. As soon his eyes were on my chest, I slightly bent forward for maximum effect. He gave a lustful smile.

“But, you know…”

“Yes.”

“You came out because you liked me, right?”

“Of course.”

I was lying. But it turned out to be more entertainment than expected. It was like I was acting. Should I go for that? There’s a lot of actors who started out in idol groups.

“Yeah, I understand that feeling. No girl has been able to resist me yet.”

“Jihyun Yoo.”

“Oh, her. Forget her. She and I clash.”

“Pfft.”

I giggled. This guy is arrogant to the point of clueless. The only good thing about him is that he’s tall. I don’t understand how this guy is so popular with that girly courtesan-like face of his. Then again, I’m a man so what do I know about what girls think?

“To be honest, I’m not that into you.”

“Then why did you call me out…?”

“I hear you’re good friends with Yoo-young Lee. And Hainan.” Chun-ah got up and moved to stand behind the sofa I was sitting in. Then he stroked my hair and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

“The ones I want are Yoo-young and Hainan. I want you to set me up with them.”

“Get your mouth off me,” I spoke without thinking. I was so disgusted that I was thinking of ripping the bastard’s tongue out.

“What, are you mad? You upset that I’m not into you? Okay, fine. Let’s have sex. I’ll let you worship my body as much as you want,” the bastard spoke as he jumped onto the sofa and sat next to me. He placed his hand on my thighs. This guy is far worse than I thought. I wanted to punch him in the face, but now wasn’t the time.

“You’re a little too fat but your skin is really good. You don’t look so bad…”

“Hainan is 18.”

“So? I like minors. They’re more fun,” As the bastard spoke, he kept sneaking his hand further up my skirt.

“Don’t touch me.”

I pushed his hand away. But this guy roughly pushed his hands further up my leg.

“What’s wrong, huh? Isn’t this what you wanted? I’m fuckin’ Chun-ah Lee. Chun-ah Lee, the leader of Korea’s most popular boy group. Don’t you know that girls fall at my feet in seconds? I could fill a truck with the number of girls I’ve taken to motels. You know that, don’t you? All the girls love me. There’s no one who can resist. You have no idea how fucking grateful you should be.” The bastard began to squeeze my thighs as he spoke. He continued.

“I’ll sleep with you so you need to introduce me to Yoo-young and Hainan, got it?”

“Absolutely not. I’m not going to set them up with a worthless guy like you.”

“Nice guys finish last. Don’t you know that bad boys are more popular? I bet they’ll like me too. Even more so if I take them to a motel.”

“Hainan is a minor.”

I reminded him again that Hainan was underage.

“Didn’t you hear me earlier? I like underage girls. I bet most of my fans are minors.”

“You’ve taken underage girls to motels?”

“Of course. One word from me and they trip over their feet. The young ones are the easiest. And of course, motels aren’t the only option. I can just play with them at my place.”

He continued to brag. Then he added, “You know, your boobs are amazing. I could suck on them all night.”

The bastard put his hand on my chest.

“Stop it!”

I pushed his hand away and quickly got up.

“Pfft, where do you think you’re going? The door’s locked. You can’t run away.”

The piece of shit continued to approach me so I ran into the bathroom. And he followed me in!

“Why the hell are you following me to the bathroom?”

“Why? What? You don’t know? I’m about to do you a favor,” the bastard said as he locked the bathroom door.

“Why did you lock the door?”

“Come here, you bitch!”

The bastard grabbed both my shoulders and dragged me to the toilet. Then he started to take his pants off.

“Ah! Don’t do this! Please!”

“Quit moving! I’m gonna give it to you!”

I pulled out the recording device from my waistband and held it up for him to see. I clicked on the button to end the recording.

Click.

“Wh-what? What is that?”

Chun-ah tried to grab the device, but I pushed his hand away and stood up. Then I began to stretch.

“Ugh. Acting is so hard.”

“Hand it over, you bitch!”

His hand came towards me. I grabbed his neck and pushed him against the bathroom wall as hard as I could.

Boom!

***

“Kya…argh….ka…”

The bastard started choking as if he couldn’t breathe. So I loosened my grip on his neck. He tried to punch me, but I caught it easily in my hands.

I covered his fist entirely with my hand and began to squeeze.

“Aaah! Eeeuk! Aaaaah!!!”

The moment the guy’s wild screams started, I began to pummel his nose with my other hand.

Tok! Tok! Tok! Tok!

Then I threw the trash to the ground.

Thud!

The bastard grabbed my left arm and tried to stand up with a murderous look in his eyes.

“You piece of shit…What the fuck are you!”

“I’m not telling~ If you’re curious, try and guess~”

My response made the bastard furious and he ran at me again. I gave him a hard kick in the chest.

Thud!

Boom!

The bastard crashed against the wall and went down.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“You…pig…fucking bitch….”

“Get up,” I said as I shook out my hands. I’m thinking of using a special form of martial arts developed by commoners called the Tagukwon. Tagukwon was a special form of the Tagubong developed by a leader of a commoner group named Jeonman Gae. The man and I were friends, which is how I was able to learn this technique. Just as Tagubong is a special technique of hitting with a bat, and Tagukwon is a special technique of hitting someone with your fists. To put it simply, it’s a way to significantly injure someone with just your hands. One of its advantages is that while the blow is strong, it never kills the mark. The best part is that it leaves no visible wound, it only affects the bones underneath. Also, it’s only enough to break it.

“Let’s get started, shall we?”

I contemplated a bit more. Should I use my inner force or not? If I use it, it will most likely mean instant death for the guy. But even so, I want to hurt him. I may have been acting, but this guy was seriously fucked up. When he touched my legs, I was thinking about breaking his fingers one by one and pulling out his nails afterwards, because breaking his bones wouldn’t be enough.

Was I getting cold feet? The bastard snatched the plunger next to the toilet bowl and aimed it at me.

“You bitch! Get out!”

“Oh?”

This is the first time I’m being threatened by a guy with a plunger. How fun.

“You plan to hit me with that?”

“Give it to me! The device!”

“Guess you’re not that stupid.”

I picked up the recording device and slipped it into my cleavage. That thing was so slippery, it slipped right down.

“If you want it, come and get it.”

“Yaaaaaaah!!!”

At my words, the bastard raised the plunger and ran forward. I aimed a low-kick at his right leg and gave a satisfying blow.

Bam!

“Argh…”

His right leg went down, making him stumble, and I stood in front of him. I smiled and gave him another hit.

Thud!…Thud…