Instead of a Villain, I'm a Model Prisoner Chapter 5
Chapter 5
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907, white.
After subtly checking the number tag pinned to Hae-seo's chest, Mu-jae swallowed hard and steeled himself.
If he was wearing white like him, he probably wasn't a terrifying criminal. He had greeted him politely and even answered kindly.
Just a little, enough to grasp the situation, let's try to have a conversation.
"...Was I moved here from the infirmary?"
"No."
Hae-seo, still smiling, shook his head.
'I coughed up blood and collapsed, and they didn't even take me to the infirmary once?!'
Even if he was the main villain here, a criminal, an inmate, shouldn't they at least give him some medicine when he's sick? He felt a slight disappointment in the guards he had seen as beacons of hope.
Mu-jae felt a strange sense of resentment at this point.
"Why was I suddenly moved to a two-person cell?"
As he spoke again, his dry lips cracked and bled. Mu-jae wiped it away with the back of his hand, looking at his blood with increasingly weary eyes.
'If my body is going to spill this much blood, I'd rather donate it.’
It was a futile attempt to deny reality. Mu-jae was scared of the criminals in the prison, but he was also scared of Si-Mujae's body, which was bleeding like a faucet.
Having lived until now, the first time he had seen this much blood was after he died in a car accident.
Whatever Mu-jae's inner thoughts, Hae-seo quickly gave him an answer this time as well.
"Because I came."
It was an answer that couldn't be understood right away.
"Because you, Yeo Hae-seo, came?"
"You can call me whatever you're comfortable with. Yes, Lee Cheong-mun sent me as Si-Mujae's doll, so your room was moved to a two-person cell."
"Lee Cheong-mun......"
Even if he didn't know the name Lee Cheong- mun, he knew the person who said the word 'doll.' Mu-jae could identify who Lee Cheong- mun was without much thought.
'Why didn't I notice right away?'
Maybe he was too caught up in the word 'handsome.' White hair, white suit, red eyes. He was a character with a powerful setup from his appearance.
-Lee Cheong-mun is a perverted psycho character.
-He's the president of the Hunter Association, but he's a psycho? Can someone like that be the president?
-I'm telling you, he's not just a psycho, he's a perverted psycho!!
-Huh?? So in the end he's a psycho after all.
-Sigh... you really don't know anything. A perverted psycho is not just a psycho. Lee Cheong-mun sees humans as trash, treats them like dogs or toys, and enjoys it. He thinks everything will go his way and makes it happen by any means!! On the outside, he's a paragon of hunters, but in reality, he has villainous ideologies! That's why he took the position of president of the Hunter Association and has a connection with the main villain, Si-Mujae!!
- .........
Isn't that just trash, not a perverted psycho? Is the Hunter Association a trash group in fantasy novels?
Once a memory was opened, it even brought back Mu-jae's comments that he couldn't say at the time. Like that, the final setting.
-The reason he likes white suits is because blood shows up well on them~! On days when the suit is completely stained red, he keeps the clothes as they are and writes the date on them. He commemorates interesting days.
Including the reason for wearing a white suit, the character 'Lee Cheong-mun' was neatly organized in his head.
The visitor who came yesterday was not God or Buddha, but a perverted psycho trash.
Mu-jae was speechless. Seeing that, Hae-seo got up from his seat and approached Mu-jae, wondering what he was thinking.
“Lee Cheong-mun was worried, saying, 'You couldn't even stand a day and hurt yourself to see blood.’”
Just in case, Cheong-mun wasn't worried, he was amused. Well, either way, it was a terrifying thing for Mu-jae to hear.
'I had a nosebleed, coughed up blood, and fainted, and you think I did it to myself? Are you crazy??'
What crazy person would self-harm like this? It was an incomprehensible way of thinking.
'Perverted psychos are scary...!'
Hae-seo, kneeling, placed his hand on top of Mu-jae's. The light blonde hair, which seemed as soft as his voice, smelled good, and a warm heat was transmitted through the joined hands.
"From now on, you can play with me without hurting yourself."
“........?”
"You can kill me right away, but since there are two months left, I recommend playing with me for as long as possible."
Hae-seo, who was looking up at Mu-jae, smiled even brighter.
'Who's playing with what? Are we going to play house together?'
If so, Mu-jae wanted to play the role of a dog. Not just any dog, but a very loved dog.
'... Damn it.'
No matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to ignore the answer that had already come to mind. The red system window floating at the end of Mu-jae's vision, looking at Hae-seo, continued to make him aware of reality.
[Current Status - Dangerous]
"Haha.”
Mu-jae laughed emptily and quietly closed his eyes.
Right now, the person named Yeo Hae-seo actually thinks of himself as a doll and is telling him to hit and torment him as he pleases. The saddest thing here was that Mu- jae needed someone like Hae-seo.
'Okay, good.'
Mu-jae made a decision.
'Let's just die.'
No matter how okay he was, Mu-jae was not the type of person who could harm others.
'How can I hit someone! I'd rather be the one getting hit!!'
In addition, the minimum level of play that Cheong-mun and Hae-seo were thinking of was not just beating, but acts that could draw blood.
He wanted to cry again, but no tears came out.
"Haha, ha......"
Mu-jae was like a broken doll, letting out soulless laughter. What did the perverted psycho trash Lee Cheong-mun do to make Yeo Hae-seo so crazy?
Ah.
At this time, one of the world settings gave Mu-jae a glimmer of hope.
'Isn't this a skill?'
That's right. This was a world with transcendental abilities. Si Mu-jae only had curses, so he had forgotten for a moment.
Unless he was a huge masochist, there was no way a handsome person with all his limbs intact would say these things. No, even a huge masochist wouldn't ask to be killed.
"Are you speaking of your own free will right now?"
Mu-jae gave Hae-seo a burning gaze.
'If you're being threatened or in a dangerous situation, blink your eyes, shake a carrot, give me some kind of hint!'
Or he could accept the sci-fi setting that Yeo Hae-seo was actually a doll and Lee Cheong-mun was controlling him. In fact, the blue eyes that Hae-seo had were like clear glass beads containing the clear sea, rather than human eyes.
If he wasn't a doll, then a robot, or even an artificial human. Anything was good!
In fact, Mu-jae was more of a movie person than a web novel person.
'No. Even if he's an artificial human, hitting him is a bit......'
Unlike Mu-jae, who was playing all the instruments by himself, Hae-seo opened his mouth calmly.
"Of course. I came here voluntarily."
Wow, he had a scary roommate who voluntarily came to prison.
A huge chaos that was never revealed outwardly disturbed Mu-jae's mind.
"There's no way Lee Cheong-mun would give Si Mu-jae a defective product."
Fresh comments came out every time he opened his mouth. He didn't know if his heart was beating like crazy because of his low vitality or because he was overwhelmed by the madman with clear eyes.
'You can't judge a person by their appearance.'
Mu-jae, who was already exhausted due to his terrible condition, even felt like his brain was overloaded.
"So you came here without committing any crimes?"
"Yes, I haven't committed any noticeable crimes. Shall I go do some?"
"No."
Absolutely not!
Mu-jae urgently raised his voice. He didn't know how he was going to commit a crime in a room blocked by iron bars and iron doors, but he didn't want to know.
'Did you really come to prison voluntarily? Because of me?!'
A small lump of stone was stuck in his overturned heart.
'You already look like you're not in good mental shape, and you're getting a criminal record because of me...?'
The foreign substance stuck in his chest was none other than guilt. Mu-jae asked urgently.
"Hae-seo, are you really an Awakened?"
Even a perverted psycho trash character would have a shred of conscience
....He had to.
Mu-jae felt the second greatest anxiety in his life during the few seconds that Hae-seo's mouth opened. The first was when he overslept on the day of the college entrance exam.
"I'm an A-rank."
"...A-rank."
A-rank??
Second out of S, A, B, C, D, F? I'm an F-rank??
He hadn't expected it at all... No, he hadn't expected anything Hae-seo had said so far. This answer was even more shocking.
"Thanks to that, my body is quite strong, so I can last quite a while no matter what you do."
Hae-seo looked closely at Mu-jae's lips. Mu-jae's lips, which were torn every time he opened his mouth, were so messed up that it made even the person looking at them feel pain.
Hae-seo's hands, which were as white as Mu-jae's but had thicker bones, were carefully raised and narrowed the distance.
Mu-jae, who was looking questioningly at Hae-seo's hand approaching him, soon tensed up at the warmth he felt on his lips.
[Skill 'Straw Doll (A)' is activated.]
Perhaps because his lips were so dry, the soft skin was clearly felt every time Hae-seo's fingers moved.
"Blood."
"Ugh...."
The moment he touched the wound, a slight pain and tickling spread to the back of his neck. Soon, Hae-seo withdrew his hand and brought it to his lips.
[Yeo Hae-seo has taken Si-Mujae's wound.]
"It's a pity.”
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