NOVEL NEXT Chapter 67
067 – The Love’s Whipping Day
The day after the ridiculous incident erupted.
After school.
Wang Ja-hyeon headed towards his family home with a heavy heart.
The courtyard of the family home was already filled with his brothers and sisters, who didn’t hide their sneers and overt jeers upon seeing Wang Ja-hyeon.
“Oh look, our superstar has arrived.”
“You can’t hide your roots. Just look at all the trouble you cause every day.”
“A position won through luck can’t last long.”
Wang Ja-hyeon felt his anger rise.
How dare these mere mortals—non-awakeners—talk to him like that?
But he couldn’t create a scene in his family home.
After all, he was the one who caused the trouble.
They were no more than dogs or pigs who couldn’t ascend from the yard into the house anyway.
“Did you come?”
The eldest son, Wang Ja-geon, welcomed Wang Ja-hyeon in the living room.
His face was filled with undisguised disdain.
Wang Ja-hyeon found the elder brother, who was significantly older, irritating but forced himself to maintain his composure.
He then entered their father’s study.
Behind Wang Ja-hyeon, he could hear his elder brother clicking his tongue.
Puff-puff-.
In the study, a man sat lazily in a chair, puffing out smoke from a thick cigar while propping his legs on the desk.
It was Wang Ji-seok, the chairman of Je Wang Group.
“Ja-hyeon, your father is quite disappointed.”
“……”
Wang Ja-hyeon tightly shut his eyes and lowered his head.
Though he had many things to say, not a single word escaped his lips.
The only thing he managed to squeeze out was this.
“I took care of the public opinion issue thanks to Eun-byeol’s help with grandfather. As for Hanam-jin, I will resolve it myself, so you don’t need to worry too much.”
“Tsk. That’s not what I’m disappointed about. I wished you would have shouted out like that instead of Hanam-jin.”
“……”
“I always taught you that you must be the protagonist of your story. It doesn’t matter whether it’s good or bad. In this world, those who attract interest win. You lost to Hanam-jin.”
Wang Ji-seok closed his eyes.
He could overlook his children causing problems and causing trouble, but he couldn’t tolerate losing.
A child’s defeat was his own defeat.
Wang Ji-seok was a man who hated losing more than anyone.
“Wang Ja-hyeon, you inherit your mother’s trait of always retreating from important places. Now get out. And tell your elder brother to come in.”
“……”
Crack-.
Wang Ja-hyeon clenched his teeth tightly.
Only one child could enter their father’s study.
How much disdain had he endured to reach this place?
But if the eldest son claimed this position again, it meant that their father, Wang Ji-seok, was starting to turn his back on Wang Ja-hyeon.
Wang Ja-hyeon walked out of the study and past the living room.
He could hear his siblings mocking him from behind, but he didn’t pay them any mind.
Wang Ja-hyeon considered himself the “protagonist.”
He would show this in due time.
‘Hanam-jin, did you think you were the only crazy one? I’m about to go wild too. I’m going to mess with you in a way you never imagined.’
Just as he thought of various plans, his phone started buzzing violently.
Soon, his eldest brother came rushing out from the yard barefoot, shouting.
“Hey! Wang Ja-hyeon! Look at the internet! Check the internet!”
The internet?
Wang Ja-hyeon opened his phone, feeling curious.
“Team No Leftover Day’s Exorcism Broadcast”
“…What the hell is this?”
Wang Ja-hyeon tensed up, wondering what crazy scheme Hanam-jin was trying to pull this time.
His heart raced, but for some reason, he couldn’t look away from his phone.
“Hey, you little shits. All you haters, pay attention. I’m the one and only ‘Bread Pitt’ Hanam-jin. The reason I’m urgently broadcasting now is—”
The place where Hanam-jin was broadcasting looked familiar.
Realizing what they were after in an instant, Wang Ja-hyeon started running fiercely.
“Hanam-jin, you crazy bastard!”
# # #
“Alright. Everything’s set.”
Model Jeon Som-i announced the emergency live broadcast.
As she had many subscribers on MiTube, over a thousand viewers tuned in right from the start.
The chubby guy, who had been rolling his eyes wondering if they could trust her, froze like a raccoon caught raiding the kitchen once the broadcast began.
Choi Chang-sik and Deok-soon were both equally tense in front of the camera.
Soon, Jeon Som-i, who was operating the camera, shouted softly.
“Hey! You have to say something! The broadcast has started!”
“Oh right? Ah, hey, you little shits. All you haters, pay attention. I’m the one and only ‘Bread Pitt’ Hanam-jin. The reason I’m urgently broadcasting is in the title.”
Swoosh-.
The speed of the chat flying up was rapid.
It was hard to read.
The number of viewers was steadily increasing.
“Horned Horse has donated 1,000 won.”
“Miseon: I’ll donate 50,000 if you share the story of touching Jin Eun-byeol’s breasts, lol.”
What the hell?
50,000 won?
How many instant noodles is that?
Just thinking about it made my tailbone tingle and my heart race.
“Jin Eun-byeol’s breasts were A-cup.”
Ding-!
50,000 won deposited!
Holy crap, making money was this easy!
More missions kept coming in afterward.
“Mission: If you do breakdance, I’ll give you 100,000 won.”
“Mission: Are the friends nearby just backdrop? If you each introduce yourselves, it’s 10,000 each.”
Holy crap, money was pouring in…!
Capitalism is the best!
While I was lost in that feeling, Jeon Som-i said.
“Hey! We’ve passed 10,000 viewers! We need to get to the main point soon!”
“Ah, the main point, right.”
I had gotten so mentally lost in my first bout of attention.
Anyway, there was only one thing I needed to do.
“From now on, I’m going to play a video titled ‘6’, so enjoy it. Kids, watch it with your parents. Elderly people, please refrain from watching recklessly.”
Click-.
Deok-soon, who was good at handling computers, broadcasted the video live.
“Say your name!”
“Say your name!”
“What’s your name!”
“Your name!”
“Ha-ha-ha-.”
The chat exploded.
“Is that Jin Eun-byeol? Is that a young Jin Eun-byeol?”
“Squirrel Lover: Captivity and bondage play, holy moly.”
“Do-ral-dorong-water: What the hell, Jin Eun-byeol’s head is spinning 360 degrees, what is that?”
“Hanam-jin, you bastard: Is this fake?”
The video was only about three minutes long, but everyone seemed surprised in various ways.
Chang-sik was just as flustered.
“Friend, is this really the right method?”
“Yeah, trust me. As you just saw, Jin Eun-byeol is possessed by a terrible ghost or demon. The men in the video failed the exorcism. They’re all dead now.”
“Seriously?”
The chubby guy looked at me in astonishment.
I quietly answered.
“Just kidding.”
Do we even know if they’re dead or alive?
But it just made more sense if they were said to be dead due to a curse, so let’s go with that.
“Jin Eun-byeol was possessed by Satan. It’s no wonder the country has gone to waste with those people calling her a fortune teller and giving her accolades like a congressman or minister. So now we’re going to exorcise her.”
We stood in front of Jin Eun-byeol’s villa.
The iron door was solid, but that was fine.
“Open, sesame!”
Boom-!
I kicked the iron door with all my might, and the door flung open.
“Churi churi mic heels: Open sesame, screaming.”
“Candy Lover: This is way too blatant illegal entry, lol.”
“Gold Local: Is it possible for awakening persons to break doors with their legs?”
“Graduates of 2nd year: Hanam-jin has a concept of jumping enhancement, so surely, lol.”
Unlike the loud chat, the villa was eerily quiet, much different from the crowd yesterday.
“Hey, friend, look at that!”
Chang-sik pointed to the roof of the villa.
Countless crows sat on the villa’s roof, staring at us with their black eyes, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a famous haunted house or abandoned building.
“The current time is 7 PM.”
It was slightly late for dinner.
Perhaps because summer was approaching, the sun set later, and the sky was still dimly dark.
The villa building below appeared unusually black, causing Deok-soon, Chang-sik, and the chubby guy to hesitate and pause.
“The atmosphere is creepy with all these crows.”
“Isn’t this all just a hoax?”
“Calling crows a hoax is rich since they’re both birds, lol.”
“It really feels like a ghost might come out.”
“Dome Huang-cha!”
It seemed this chilly and eerie atmosphere was felt even through the camera.
Creak, eerily-.
At that moment, the entrance door of the villa opened outward on its own.
With no one around, it opened by itself.
“Expensive houses are nice.”
I admired the performance of the expensive house and stepped inside without hesitation.
Everyone hesitated but followed me inside. The villa’s interior was multi-leveled and oddly dark.
Jin Eun-byeol was somewhere in this house.
It seemed she hadn’t moved an inch from the villa since yesterday.
So I was looking around, wondering where to find her.
Click-.
The light on the third floor turned on.
As if trying to guide us, I climbed the stairs to the third floor, where at the end of a long corridor, I saw a lighted door ajar.
I walked in without restraint.
“Nam-jin! Come with me!”
“Don’t leave me behind!”
The room was spacious.
There was a bed, a dressing table and a wardrobe neatly arranged, but the distinctive feature was the numerous crosses on the walls.
Jin Eun-byeol sat in front of the dressing table, brushing her hair, seemingly indifferent to my arrival.
“Hey, Jin Eun-byeol.”
“━──.”
Despite me calling her, Jin Eun-byeol continued to brush her hair in front of the dressing table. Her hand movements grew rougher, and her hair got increasingly tangled, yet she didn’t stop.
“Shit, did Jin Eun-byeol really get possessed by Satan?”
“What is she even saying? What language is that?”
“Sounds like Latin, whoa.”
“Jin Eun-byeol.”
I called her again.
But still, she just mumbled, talking to the mirror.
That was fine with me.
“I found an opening!”
I grabbed Jin Eun-byeol’s hair and yanked it down to the floor.
She screamed and fell over.
Thud, crash-!
“Ahhhhh! You crazy bastard!”
Her reaction was sharp and fierce, exactly what you’d expect from a girl possessed by Satan. But compared to the chaos I had witnessed from Seoga-eul, this was nothing.
In some ways, it was even nice.
“Ah-ha! The time when I get cursed from rude girls is the most thrilling!”
I tied Jin Eun-byeol’s body to the bed tightly with the steel chains I brought.
Originally, my goal was to take her to our house’s basement, but that didn’t seem necessary.
Just as Chang-sik, who had been dazed, finally regained his composure, he mustered up the courage to shout.
“Y-yes, what is your name?”
“…Hee-hee-hee-.”
Jin Eun-byeol laughed wickedly.
It signified she had no intention of answering.
But that was fine.
I didn’t come here to hear her name anyway.
I pulled out the “Love’s Whipping” that I had always cherished from my bag.
And then, I slapped her soles with it.
“Ugh!”
Jin Eun-byeol leaped with a strange scream.
Her expression was one of confusion, not knowing what had just happened to her.
“Name: Jin Eun-byeol”
“Possessions: View in detail ☜
《Demon Lv.3》 – Evil like a demon from a scary tale.
《Prophetic Skill Lv.2》 – Possesses foresight akin to ancient shamans.
Condition: 《Surprisingly startled》 – Shocked from the pain!”
Even Seoga-eul, the most vicious of all, found the “Love’s Whipping” painful.
How could Jin Eun-byeol bear it?
“Hehehe, you don’t need to tell me your name. From now on, your name will be Dae-sik.”
In truth, the exorcism wasn’t my goal.
It was to make Jin Eun-byeol reveal everything she knew.
In front of the broadcasting camera.