SOS! I’m Being Forced to Be a Villain - Chapter 47

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Episode 47

“Again, why! What!”

I turned my head irritably. Then Kwon Tae-min, who had been gently caressing my cheek with just one finger, flinched in surprise and trembled at his fingertips. After hesitating, he quietly withdrew his hand.

I looked up at Kwon Tae-min with eyes blazing with heat. When had he been following my gaze as if he’d chase me to the ends of hell, and now he was rolling his eyes and avoiding me – it wasn’t even funny.

I was about to withdraw my interest, thinking he had just touched me for no reason without anything to say. That’s when Kwon Tae-min slowly caught my gaze that was trying to move away and opened his mouth.

“Don’t you hate it?”

It was a sudden question. As I just blinked, not understanding, Kwon Tae-min added.

“If you really hate it and it’s too stressful, you can just go back to doing what you want.”

“…”

“You have a very weak body. I don’t want to force you too much.”

Kwon Tae-min, who had been speaking quietly while staring down at me, suddenly seemed to remember something and looked down with quite a flustered expression. At his sudden timid scholar-like behavior, I flinched at the corners of my eyes, then recalled something from the back of my memory.

“I wasn’t trying to brag about being tall. I’ll be careful not to look down at you from now on.”

‘Still, being the top student in school, his memory is uselessly good.’

Since he can’t kneel down here right now, he’ll at least lower his eyes for now – what’s that about.

Am I some delinquent thug who grabs people and threatens them? What’s with acting all pitiful like that?

‘And damn, what do you mean I can go back if I’m stressed!’

Who were the ones who dragged someone who said they didn’t want to go to the bookstore, restaurant, and even the park in the first place. Now that they think they went a bit too far, they’re acting nice and trying to back out?

‘Playing with people and tormenting them like shit should have limits too…!’

Tormenting. Is this really tormenting?

I bit down hard on my trembling lips.

Although it was an appointment I was notified about, it was my own will to go outside and face these two people.

The bookstore I was dragged to was unfamiliar but exotic, so it was quite interesting, and although something happened briefly in the middle, it wasn’t enough to ruin my mood.

The same went for the famous Korean restaurant the two led me to after leaving the bookstore, and the same for the park where I’m standing now. I definitely resisted and struggled before going, but once I actually went, I experienced unfamiliar emotions and gained experiences that weren’t bad for my eyes, mouth, and overall.

Most of all, I was born with a body that shows stress outwardly when I receive it. Haven’t I often had nosebleeds or felt anemic, and even collapsed before?

But throughout today, I showed no such signs. It seemed like my condition wasn’t very good until this morning, but coming outside like this actually seemed refreshing.

But could I really dismiss all these situations as ‘tormenting’?

‘…Exactly since when?’

Am I receiving stress to an unbearable degree, truly hating it?

Only then did an unknown emotion suddenly surge up. It seemed like displeasure, or fear and anxiety, or perhaps just something churning nauseatingly inside.

“Shall we go eat ice cream?”

I lifted my gaze that had been blankly unfocused and stared at Seo Jung-hoo.

“Hm? Baek-hwa.”

“…”

“Don’t you like ice cream?”

After blinking several times, I irritably frowned.

“Where in the world is there a person who doesn’t like ice cream?”

“There could be. Baek-hwa, you should keep an open mind without prejudice.”

“Bullshit, you do better first!”

I raised my voice and grumbled. Soon I turned my body around and moved with stomping steps toward the ice cream truck parked on one side of the walking path.

I heard laughter bursting out behind me. At the blatant voice as if meant for me to hear, I became even more angry and kicked the ground.

Soon Kwon Tae-min followed beside me as I reached the ice cream truck. He rummaged through his coat pocket as if it were natural and pulled out his wallet.

“I’ll buy it.”

“You’ve been treating me like a beggar since last time. Think you’re so great.”

Since I had wrestled and lost at the restaurant earlier, I absolutely couldn’t back down this time. When I glared at Kwon Tae-min and pulled out my card to hand over, he hesitated, not knowing what to do.

Still, Kwon Tae-min was a bit more reasonable than Seo Jung-hoo. To be precise, it wasn’t that he was reasonable, but closer to being more easily swayed by my pushiness, but since the result was the same either way, there was no point in distinguishing.

After staring at him for a while, Kwon Tae-min reluctantly closed his wallet and pushed it back into his pocket. A triumphant smile spread across my lips.

“What flavors do you guys want to eat. Choose.”

“Our Baek-hwa seems really simple. Just because things went your way, your mood improved already.”

Seo Jung-hoo didn’t miss the timing and interjected to irritate me. He really never let anything slide just once.

Do I want to act like a child whose emotions swing like a seesaw?

‘It’s all because of that damn System.’

Of course, my innate impulsive temperament and personality aren’t completely unrelated, but in a situation with two main characters by my side, the System’s coercion is much stronger…

“Baek-hwa, what flavor are you going to eat?”

Seo Jung-hoo asked, subtly pressing his body against me. I glanced at him and shifted my gaze to the menu board following his fingertips.

After a moment’s consideration, we decided to buy vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate ice cream respectively. Of course, we didn’t make that choice to share after consultation. When I said I’d choose vanilla flavor, Seo Jung-hoo and Kwon Tae-min just chose non-overlapping flavors on their own.

‘…It must be a coincidence.’

“Don’t tell me you’re going to disgustingly tell me to taste your ice cream too.”

“Our Baek-hwa is smart.”

Seo Jung-hoo smiled brightly. He had already received his cone ice cream and carefully brought what he held toward my lips.

“Try a bite.”

I scrunched up my face.

“No. Why should I.”

“I haven’t even put my mouth on this ice cream yet, so it wouldn’t be disgusting, right? Or do you perhaps hate chocolate flavor?”

“What’s wrong with innocent chocolate flavor? It’s you I hate, Seo Jung-hoo!”

Despite my fierce rebuke, the ice cream in Seo Jung-hoo’s hand came even closer. Startled that it might touch my lips if I wasn’t careful, I quickly pulled my head back.

As I glared at that shameless face that didn’t know how to give up, Kwon Tae-min, who couldn’t know my inner thoughts, brought up a completely different topic.

“Seo Jung-hoo, what’s wrong with your hand?”

“My hand? Ah…”

Seo Jung-hoo, who had been sighing quietly, trailed off and subtly curved the corners of his eyes. Then, as if showing off, he raised the hand holding the ice cream high.

“It’s a medal of honor.”

Kwon Tae-min’s eyebrows twitched as if asking what nonsense that was.

“Yu Baek-hwa gave it to me.”

Then at Seo Jung-hoo’s words, Kwon Tae-min relaxed his expression as if he understood.

“How did it happen.”

“While having physical contact. It’s an expression of affection.”

At Seo Jung-hoo’s triumphant expression, Kwon Tae-min’s face twisted slightly again, but it was different from before. Kwon Tae-min’s eyes, which had seemed to look at someone who had gone crazy beyond understanding, became more gentle and unbelievably seemed to show strange envy.

Watching the two people playing both sides by themselves in a way that wasn’t even funny, I let out a small sigh. No matter how I thought about it, birds of a feather was science.

However, for me, this was an opportunity while those two were absorbed in their own conversation. I quietly stepped back to avoid Seo Jung-hoo’s ice cream wandering in the air. Soon I planned to turn my back completely to preemptively block the threateningly approaching ice cream.

But before I could turn around, Seo Jung-hoo shifted his gaze to me. He raised the corner of his mouth diagonally as if he knew this would happen, just like a hunter discovering prey caught in a trap.

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