Chapter 55: The Black Thread Of Fate (3)
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Chapter 55: The Black Thread Of Fate (3)
A well-prepared meal.
That was what one might think of this situation.
I stared blankly at her lying on the bed. She was breathing heavily, her face flushed, seemingly in discomfort from the black ropes.
Following her labored breaths, my gaze fell to the rope starting at her neck. It accentuated the sexual lines of her body.
Even standing still, her feminine curves were noticeable, but now, with the ropes, she exuded femininity.
She really was beautiful.
It was unbelievable that such a woman would casually suggest sleeping together or being tied up like this.
Far from a well-prepared meal, I had never even had a chance with a triangle kimbap meal. This situation was an enormous temptation.
But, of course, that didnt mean I wanted to bury my face between those massive peaks or silence her heavy breaths with my mouth.
Regrettably, I knew who she was.
It wasnt a woman trying to seduce me lying on the bed.
It was the Heavenly Death Star, a notorious killer.
If I indulged, I would suffer. If I dove in, I would truly die.
I was still alive because I had been acting like her childhood friend, not because I was her lover.
Yun-ho.
She still looked for me, her gaze lost.
I wont leave, little sister.
Having decided to play the role of her brother, I might as well do it until the end.
I mentally flipped over the lavish 12-dish banquet in my mind, dragged a chair from the desk to near the bed, and sat down.
Where are you?
Despite speaking right next to her, she couldnt find me.
This situation seemed serious. Was this rope really okay?
It was supposed to be used for sleeping, so there shouldnt have been any major risk, but her current state resembled someone intoxicated with strong liquor or drugs.
Hearing my voice beside her, the Heavenly Death Star reached out, but her hand only stirred the air.
Her searching hand looked forlorn, like a child lost in the world, seeking something to cling to.
Sohee, Im right here.
I gave her hand something to rely on.
Her hand, calloused from martial arts training, felt like a disheartened childslost and forlorn.
Dont go.
Perhaps she felt the comfort of my hand, for she turned to look at me. Life seemed to return to her once hazy eyes.
I wont leave you, Sohee.
Okay.
She nodded slightly and then gazed at our joined hands.
The act of holding her hand seemed to calm her. Her labored breathing slowly stabilized.
Youre sweating a lot.
I needed a towel and some water.
When I tried to release her hand to fetch a towel and a water bottle, she clutched my retreating hand tightly.
Dont let go. Stay here.
Her plea sounded like that of a child fearing their mother might disappear while being cared for.
She must be really struggling.
It was no time to provoke her in her unstable state. Still holding her hand, I leaned over as far as I could to bring a cloth and water bottle within reach.
I moistened the cloth with water and softly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
Its cool. Feels good.
The Heavenly Death Star, weakened, accepted my touch without resistance.
Wish she were always this expressive. Dont just say anything when ordering food.
Is the past that precious to you?
The decision of the Heavenly Death Star to bind herself, leaving herself defenseless beside me instead of taking my life, was an action that would make any martial artist shudder.
Her choice indicated how valuable her lost past was to her.
She trusts me.
The time I had invested in the past few days had not been wasted.
She had entrusted her life to me.
Although she was not entirely convinced that I was her childhood friend, she at least believed I would not harm her.
It was supposed to mildly suppress her murderous intent, martial skills, and emotions, but last night, its strength was overwhelmingly powerful.
The Qiyasheng, made especially for the great Heavenly Death Star, had accumulated the power of its enchantments over the years of disuse.
Fortunately, its effects seemed temporary, as she regained her senses by morning.
Using it lightly in another situation could have led to serious consequences.
She reflected briefly on the previous night.
Left alone in bed, she experienced an unfamiliar loneliness and helplessness, like being stranded on a raft in a stormy sea, feeling she could die at any moment.
This brother wont leave you.
The realization that this man had been by her side during such a time brought her a small sense of relief.
The Heavenly Death Star moved her thumb gently, caressing his fingers that she held.
His hand, unlike hers that wielded a sword, was delicate.
Yet this delicate hand had been a sturdy anchor, protecting her through the perilous night.
Sohee, are you awake?
Feeling her touch, the man awoke. His voice, still drowsy, was gentle as he inquired about her awakening.
The Heavenly Death Star did not let go of his hand as he awoke.
Im awake.
Do you want me to untie the ropes?
Please untie them.
She could actually untie them herself, but for some reason, she wanted him to do it.
Kang Yunho carefully helped her sit up and began to untie the knots from behind.
She felt his hot breath on the back of her neck but stayed quiet, sensing his cautious touch.
Sohee, shall I get you some water?
Okay.
The ropes binding the Heavenly Death Star were completely untied.
She should have felt liberated, but oddly, she found herself caressing the areas where the ropes had been tight and where she had felt his breath.
Heres the water.
He handed her the glass.
The Heavenly Death Star tried to grab the glass with her dominant hand but, realizing something, quickly switched to her other hand.
Slowly drinking the water, she looked at the hand he had held throughout the night. It seemed to retain some of his warmth.
Feeling that residual warmth, a strange tingling sensation crept into the Heavenly Death Stars heart, but she deliberately ignored it.
She had exciting news to share with him.
The Heavenly Death Star opened her mouth to deliver the news.
My neck was really sore.
I should have just slept on the floor.
I had spent the entire day discussing various incidents and ended up falling asleep myself.
Could I even work today?
As I handed the Heavenly Death Star a glass of water and pondered this, she spoke.
I had a dream today.
Oh? What kind of dream?
Just as long as its not about killing me.
When I was little, I remembered my mom taking care of me when I had a cold.
That sounds like a precious memory.
Being cared for by a mother when ill was a common childhood experience.
Wait.
Memory?
It was a memory of my mom looking at me with concern, wiping away my sweat.
Her lips formed a faint smile. It was an expression of nostalgia mixed with joythe first time I had seen her smile.
But that smile made me uneasy.
When I was sick away from home, I often thought about my parents. Sohee, maybe you recalled that because you felt ill yesterday.
I sympathized with her while subtly trying to gauge her reaction.
Please, agree with me.
Contrary to my hopes, she didnt lose her smile but instead shook her head gently.
It was a memory that came to me for the first time. A forgotten memory from my childhood that resurfaced.
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Chapter 55: The Black Thread Of Fate (3)
A well-prepared meal.
That was what one might think of this situation.
I stared blankly at her lying on the bed. She was breathing heavily, her face flushed, seemingly in discomfort from the black ropes.
Following her labored breaths, my gaze fell to the rope starting at her neck. It accentuated the sexual lines of her body.
Even standing still, her feminine curves were noticeable, but now, with the ropes, she exuded femininity.
She really was beautiful.
It was unbelievable that such a woman would casually suggest sleeping together or being tied up like this.
Far from a well-prepared meal, I had never even had a chance with a triangle kimbap meal. This situation was an enormous temptation.
But, of course, that didnt mean I wanted to bury my face between those massive peaks or silence her heavy breaths with my mouth.
Regrettably, I knew who she was.
It wasnt a woman trying to seduce me lying on the bed.
It was the Heavenly Death Star, a notorious killer.
If I indulged, I would suffer. If I dove in, I would truly die.
I was still alive because I had been acting like her childhood friend, not because I was her lover.
Yun-ho.
She still looked for me, her gaze lost.
I wont leave, little sister.
Having decided to play the role of her brother, I might as well do it until the end.
I mentally flipped over the lavish 12-dish banquet in my mind, dragged a chair from the desk to near the bed, and sat down.
Where are you?
Despite speaking right next to her, she couldnt find me.
This situation seemed serious. Was this rope really okay?
It was supposed to be used for sleeping, so there shouldnt have been any major risk, but her current state resembled someone intoxicated with strong liquor or drugs.
Hearing my voice beside her, the Heavenly Death Star reached out, but her hand only stirred the air.
Her searching hand looked forlorn, like a child lost in the world, seeking something to cling to.
Sohee, Im right here.
I gave her hand something to rely on.
Her hand, calloused from martial arts training, felt like a disheartened childslost and forlorn.
Dont go.
Perhaps she felt the comfort of my hand, for she turned to look at me. Life seemed to return to her once hazy eyes.
I wont leave you, Sohee.
Okay.
She nodded slightly and then gazed at our joined hands.
The act of holding her hand seemed to calm her. Her labored breathing slowly stabilized.
Youre sweating a lot.
I needed a towel and some water.
When I tried to release her hand to fetch a towel and a water bottle, she clutched my retreating hand tightly.
Dont let go. Stay here.
Her plea sounded like that of a child fearing their mother might disappear while being cared for.
She must be really struggling.
It was no time to provoke her in her unstable state. Still holding her hand, I leaned over as far as I could to bring a cloth and water bottle within reach.
I moistened the cloth with water and softly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
Its cool. Feels good.
The Heavenly Death Star, weakened, accepted my touch without resistance.
Wish she were always this expressive. Dont just say anything when ordering food.
Is the past that precious to you?
The decision of the Heavenly Death Star to bind herself, leaving herself defenseless beside me instead of taking my life, was an action that would make any martial artist shudder.
Her choice indicated how valuable her lost past was to her.
She trusts me.
The time I had invested in the past few days had not been wasted.
She had entrusted her life to me.
Although she was not entirely convinced that I was her childhood friend, she at least believed I would not harm her.
It was supposed to mildly suppress her murderous intent, martial skills, and emotions, but last night, its strength was overwhelmingly powerful.
The Qiyasheng, made especially for the great Heavenly Death Star, had accumulated the power of its enchantments over the years of disuse.
Fortunately, its effects seemed temporary, as she regained her senses by morning.
Using it lightly in another situation could have led to serious consequences.
She reflected briefly on the previous night.
Left alone in bed, she experienced an unfamiliar loneliness and helplessness, like being stranded on a raft in a stormy sea, feeling she could die at any moment.
This brother wont leave you.
The realization that this man had been by her side during such a time brought her a small sense of relief.
The Heavenly Death Star moved her thumb gently, caressing his fingers that she held.
His hand, unlike hers that wielded a sword, was delicate.
Yet this delicate hand had been a sturdy anchor, protecting her through the perilous night.
Sohee, are you awake?
Feeling her touch, the man awoke. His voice, still drowsy, was gentle as he inquired about her awakening.
The Heavenly Death Star did not let go of his hand as he awoke.
Im awake.
Do you want me to untie the ropes?
Please untie them.
She could actually untie them herself, but for some reason, she wanted him to do it.
Kang Yunho carefully helped her sit up and began to untie the knots from behind.
She felt his hot breath on the back of her neck but stayed quiet, sensing his cautious touch.
Sohee, shall I get you some water?
Okay.
The ropes binding the Heavenly Death Star were completely untied.
She should have felt liberated, but oddly, she found herself caressing the areas where the ropes had been tight and where she had felt his breath.
Heres the water.
He handed her the glass.
The Heavenly Death Star tried to grab the glass with her dominant hand but, realizing something, quickly switched to her other hand.
Slowly drinking the water, she looked at the hand he had held throughout the night. It seemed to retain some of his warmth.
Feeling that residual warmth, a strange tingling sensation crept into the Heavenly Death Stars heart, but she deliberately ignored it.
She had exciting news to share with him.
The Heavenly Death Star opened her mouth to deliver the news.
My neck was really sore.
I should have just slept on the floor.
I had spent the entire day discussing various incidents and ended up falling asleep myself.
Could I even work today?
As I handed the Heavenly Death Star a glass of water and pondered this, she spoke.
I had a dream today.
Oh? What kind of dream?
Just as long as its not about killing me.
When I was little, I remembered my mom taking care of me when I had a cold.
That sounds like a precious memory.
Being cared for by a mother when ill was a common childhood experience.
Wait.
Memory?
It was a memory of my mom looking at me with concern, wiping away my sweat.
Her lips formed a faint smile. It was an expression of nostalgia mixed with joythe first time I had seen her smile.
But that smile made me uneasy.
When I was sick away from home, I often thought about my parents. Sohee, maybe you recalled that because you felt ill yesterday.
I sympathized with her while subtly trying to gauge her reaction.
Please, agree with me.
Contrary to my hopes, she didnt lose her smile but instead shook her head gently.
It was a memory that came to me for the first time. A forgotten memory from my childhood that resurfaced.
Chapter 55: The Black Thread Of Fate 3A well-prepared meal.That was what one might think of this situation.I stared blankly at her lying on the bed. She was breathing heavily, her face flushed, seemingly in discomfort from the black ropes.Following her labored breaths, my gaze fell to the rope starting at her neck. It accentuated the sexual lines of her body.Even standing still, her feminine curves were noticeable, but now, with the ropes, she exuded femininity.She really was beautiful.It was unbelievable that such a woman would casually suggest sleeping together or being tied up like this.Far from a well-prepared meal, I had never even had a chance with a triangle kimbap meal. This situation was an enormous temptation.But, of course, that didnt mean I wanted to bury my face between those massive peaks or silence her heavy breaths with my mouth.Regrettably, I knew who she was.It wasnt a woman trying to seduce me lying on the bed.It was the Heavenly Death Star, a notorious killer.If I indulged, I would suffer. If I dove in, I would truly die.I was still alive because I had been acting like her childhood friend, not because I was her lover.Yun-ho.She still looked for me, her gaze lost.I wont leave, little sister.Having decided to play the role of her brother, I might as well do it until the end.I mentally flipped over the lavish 12-dish banquet in my mind, dragged a chair from the desk to near the bed, and sat down.Where are you?Despite speaking right next to her, she couldnt find me.This situation seemed serious. Was this rope really okay?It was supposed to be used for sleeping, so there shouldnt have been any major risk, but her current state resembled someone intoxicated with strong liquor or drugs.Hearing my voice beside her, the Heavenly Death Star reached out, but her hand only stirred the air.Her searching hand looked forlorn, like a child lost in the world, seeking something to cling to.Sohee, Im right here.I gave her hand something to rely on.Her hand, calloused from martial arts training, felt like a disheartened childslost and forlorn.Dont go.Perhaps she felt the comfort of my hand, for she turned to look at me. Life seemed to return to her once hazy eyes.I wont leave you, Sohee.Okay.She nodded slightly and then gazed at our joined hands.The act of holding her hand seemed to calm her. Her labored breathing slowly stabilized.Youre sweating a lot.I needed a towel and some water.When I tried to release her hand to fetch a towel and a water bottle, she clutched my retreating hand tightly.Dont let go. Stay here.Her plea sounded like that of a child fearing their mother might disappear while being cared for.She must be really struggling.It was no time to provoke her in her unstable state. Still holding her hand, I leaned over as far as I could to bring a cloth and water bottle within reach.I moistened the cloth with water and softly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.Its cool. Feels good.The Heavenly Death Star, weakened, accepted my touch without resistance.Wish she were always this expressive. Dont just say anything when ordering food.Is the past that precious to you?The decision of the Heavenly Death Star to bind herself, leaving herself defenseless beside me instead of taking my life, was an action that would make any martial artist shudder.Her choice indicated how valuable her lost past was to her.She trusts me.The time I had invested in the past few days had not been wasted.She had entrusted her life to me.Although she was not entirely convinced that I was her childhood friend, she at least believed I would not harm her.It was supposed to mildly suppress her murderous intent, martial skills, and emotions, but last night, its strength was overwhelmingly powerful.The Qiyasheng, made especially for the great Heavenly Death Star, had accumulated the power of its enchantments over the years of disuse.Fortunately, its effects seemed temporary, as she regained her senses by morning.Using it lightly in another situation could have led to serious consequences.She reflected briefly on the previous night.Left alone in bed, she experienced an unfamiliar loneliness and helplessness, like being stranded on a raft in a stormy sea, feeling she could die at any moment.This brother wont leave you.The realization that this man had been by her side during such a time brought her a small sense of relief.The Heavenly Death Star moved her thumb gently, caressing his fingers that she held.His hand, unlike hers that wielded a sword, was delicate.Yet this delicate hand had been a sturdy anchor, protecting her through the perilous night.Sohee, are you awake?Feeling her touch, the man awoke. His voice, still drowsy, was gentle as he inquired about her awakening.The Heavenly Death Star did not let go of his hand as he awoke.Im awake.Do you want me to untie the ropes?Please untie them.She could actually untie them herself, but for some reason, she wanted him to do it.Kang Yunho carefully helped her sit up and began to untie the knots from behind.She felt his hot breath on the back of her neck but stayed quiet, sensing his cautious touch.Sohee, shall I get you some water?Okay.The ropes binding the Heavenly Death Star were completely untied.She should have felt liberated, but oddly, she found herself caressing the areas where the ropes had been tight and where she had felt his breath.Heres the water.He handed her the glass.The Heavenly Death Star tried to grab the glass with her dominant hand but, realizing something, quickly switched to her other hand.Slowly drinking the water, she looked at the hand he had held throughout the night. It seemed to retain some of his warmth.Feeling that residual warmth, a strange tingling sensation crept into the Heavenly Death Stars heart, but she deliberately ignored it.She had exciting news to share with him.The Heavenly Death Star opened her mouth to deliver the news.My neck was really sore.I should have just slept on the floor.I had spent the entire day discussing various incidents and ended up falling asleep myself.Could I even work today?As I handed the Heavenly Death Star a glass of water and pondered this, she spoke.I had a dream today.Oh? What kind of dream?Just as long as its not about killing me.When I was little, I remembered my mom taking care of me when I had a cold.That sounds like a precious memory.Being cared for by a mother when ill was a common childhood experience.Wait.Memory?It was a memory of my mom looking at me with concern, wiping away my sweat.Her lips formed a faint smile. It was an expression of nostalgia mixed with joythe first time I had seen her smile.But that smile made me uneasy.When I was sick away from home, I often thought about my parents. Sohee, maybe you recalled that because you felt ill yesterday.I sympathized with her while subtly trying to gauge her reaction.Please, agree with me.Contrary to my hopes, she didnt lose her smile but instead shook her head gently.It was a memory that came to me for the first time. A forgotten memory from my childhood that resurfaced.
