I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 77

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77

Yushin’s tone was light.

Cheong-a found that even more frightening, making her breath catch.

“There’s so much blood coming out?”

“What’s with that expression? I didn’t know either.”

He didn’t know he’d been shot?

How could that make any sense…

Ah, no. Maybe it could make sense?

Min Yoo-shin. He was definitely someone who had only flinched after being deeply stabbed by a tanghulu skewer.

Even so, how could a skewer and a bullet be the same?

This might just be closer to not feeling pain due to being too shocked or excited.

“I’m naturally pretty dull. Hmm. But is there significant blood loss? I’m dizzy…”

Yushin slowly collapsed as if falling, leaning against the floor and breathing out slowly.

“Wh-what should I do? Are you okay?”

“Inside my sleeve… there’s a string. The one I used to tie the flash grenade… untie it and… tie it tight above where the bleeding is? If possible, it’d be good if you could press down with clean cloth… Hah.”

Cheong-a followed Yushin’s instructions, tying his forearm and tearing her skirt hem to press firmly against his wound.

As time passed and her vision gradually returned, Yushin’s face with deeply furrowed brows became clearer each time. Each time, her fingertips kept losing strength.

“You need to press harder.”

“It seems like it would hurt too much… You’re already frowning from the pain.”

“It has to hurt for the bleeding to stop. Like this, I’ll really die…”

At those words, Cheong-a had to cry even more sorrowfully.

“Then why did Min Yoo-shin come here! Someone whose body isn’t even well!”

“…Such nagging.”

“Is he the only person in the National Intelligence Service? That’s not right! They should have sent someone with intact ribs who shoots well and all that, why do you have to suffer like this!”

At that, Yushin let out a low laugh.

“That’s true. I really have no talent for physical work.”

“Then why…!”

Yushin pulled Cheong-a’s sorrowfully heaving shoulders into a one-armed embrace and patted her.

“There was a separate internal operation at the National Intelligence Service. But if we went to Plan B, the work would be done under your skirt. How could I just stand by and watch that? Of course I had to come. Plan C was even more serious. I could never let other guys do it.”

At those words, Cheong-a’s head snapped up toward Yushin.

“Under my skirt is important enough to risk your life…?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah…?”

“How could I just stand by and watch another person touch my girlfriend’s body?”

“Girlfriend?”

Cheong-a’s sniffling breath stopped abruptly.

Looking directly at Yushin’s face, all traces of laughter had completely disappeared, leaving only a rather serious expression.

“Are you and I da-dating?”

“…”

Instead of answering, Yushin just tilted his head slightly.

His expression seemed to say ‘why are you asking something so obvious?’

“Wh-when did this start?”

And at that moment, what flashed through Cheong-a’s mind was the scene of the farce-like conversation between Yeonhui and Chamkkae she’d heard just before boarding the ship.

−What did you eat wrong? Why would I date you?

−What? I asked you out!

−I didn’t answer though?

−Exactly.

−What does that mean?

−Since you didn’t reject me, we’re dating. Mes confessed like that, didn’t he?

Cheong-a took a moment to calmly catch her breath and asked Yushin.

“Um, Min Yoo-shin. Have you ever confessed to me?”

At that, Yushin’s pale face took on a very faint reddish tint.

In this situation?

Ridiculously.

“I said I wanted to confess. You didn’t specifically say it was a rejection either.”

After rummaging through her mind for a long time, Cheong-a was barely able to remember that incident.

Wujin’s story about how Min Yoo-shin and Park Bokseon had seen everything there was to see of each other, and that Yushin would have confessed if not for the provincial assignment.

“That was something you heard while pretending to be Min Woo-jin talking about Min Yoo-shin.”

“Anyway, you found out the provincial assignment wasn’t real and that Min Yoo-shin was me.”

“…?”

“So didn’t you accept the confession?”

Hmm, uhhm. Cheong-a’s face gradually hardened as she pondered.

“What’s with that expression? Rejection or anything like that isn’t confirmed at this point.”

“No, yes. Huh?”

“There’s no way to treat a boyfriend who got shot trying to save you like this.”

A weak smile appeared on Yushin’s face.

However, the blush that had remained until just before had completely disappeared.

“If you’re going to reject me, could you do it after I die…”

“What are you saying! Why would you die! Don’t say such ridiculous things.”

“I don’t know. I’m cold and dizzy.”

Cheong-a placed her hand on Yushin’s forehead.

His forehead was cold enough to be chilling and damp. Cheong-a moved her hand to his cheek, then his nape, feeling down his body with a troubled expression.

“Why is your body temperature so low? Your body is damp.”

“I guess the blood loss is more than I thought.”

“What? Isn’t this serious?”

“…Hold me.”

It was a request quite unsuited to this serious situation.

“Are you joking right now?”

“Uh… I’m not joking. If my body temperature drops like this, I’ll really die…”

Min Yoo-shin, a doctor. He wasn’t someone who would joke around with his life.

So Cheong-a quickly began unbuttoning his coat. After climbing on top of Yushin’s body, she even rolled up his shirt and pressed her body against his.

Carefully, with pressure, so that his fractured bones wouldn’t be compressed by her body weight.

“What? Why is your body so cold?”

At the body temperature that was low enough to never be called normal, Cheong-a buried her face in his nape and had to cry for a long time.

“You can’t die.”

At Cheong-a’s sobbing voice, Yushin very slowly raised his hand to wipe away the tears flowing down Cheong-a’s cheeks.

“Okay. I won’t die, so don’t cry.”

But why was even the breath carrying his voice so cold?

Cheong-a’s tears dripped down onto Yushin’s face.

After crying like that for a while, Cheong-a suddenly raised her head.

“Um. I think there’s a bit of a problem.”

“What?”

“I think we need to check this.”

Yushin slowly opened his closed eyes and met Cheong-a’s gaze.

“What?”

“The thing in your pocket. It’s the remaining flash grenade, right? It seems to keep getting hot. It’s not going to explode, is it?”

“…”

Yushin’s head turned weakly to the side.

“That’s force majeure…”

Yushin weakly pressed down on Cheong-a’s hand as it reached into his pocket.

“Ah, Kim Chung-a… Cheong-a. Haha, ahahat…”

“What?”

“You keep saying there’s been problems down there or something’s broken.”

“…?”

“It’s not like that…”

Yushin trailed off and wiggled his fingertip, gesturing for Cheong-a to bring her ear closer.

When he whispered something in a very small voice, Cheong-a’s face turned bright red in an instant.

“Eugh?!”

“When males feel a life-threatening crisis, their intelligence drops and their reproductive instincts kick in.”

“What kind of nonsense are you spouting!”

Yushin shook his head just a little.

“I didn’t know I had this kind of preference, but I’m getting excited seeing you cry. The thought that someone who seemed like they’d never cry is crying because of me makes me feel strange. Can I say more dirty things?”

Cheong-a slapped Yushin’s lips as he spouted nonsense.

“Mmph!”

“No! You can’t! Seeing you talk nonsense like this, you’re perfectly fine. Put strength in your brain. Focus and endure! Don’t regret it later when you come to your senses thinking ‘Why did I act like that back then?’ The Coast Guard will break down the door and come in soon, you know?”

Then a small sigh escaped from Yushin.

“How can the Coast Guard get in… You said this structure can’t be opened if it’s locked from the inside.”

“Then hurry up and get up to open the door for them…!”

“What are you saying. We don’t know if it’s safe outside yet.”

As Yushin said, the sounds of several people’s footsteps and metal being knocked could be faintly heard from all directions.

“We need to wait a bit more. Getting off after the ship reaches the port will be sufficient. But what’s important isn’t that…”

“Isn’t that?”

“Since I locked the door, the important thing would be that only I know the password.”

“…?”

“If I die, you can’t get out of here? So hug me a bit tighter.”

“G-give me the password, you pervert!”

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