Transmigrated as the Side Top used as an Emotional Trash Can - Chapter 60.2
“Hanrim-ah, what are those suitcases?”
“They contain things I need.”
“What the hell is Baek Hanrim saying?”
I gave a suitably vague answer.
Normally, I would have casually lied my way out of the situation, but when that wasn’t possible, this was the best I could do.
“What the fuck? That sounds suspicious as hell.”
“Now I’m curious.”
“Huh…? Guys, there’s nothing interesting inside…?”
Instead of losing interest after hearing my dull answer, Kim Jihwan and Cha Gwonhyeok became intensely curious. Cold sweat gradually formed on me, and my face grew red. Since I already felt terrible from the cold, my physical reactions were about twice as intense as usual.
“Can’t you just not look…? Please?”
“Move. I’m opening them. Hey, Cha Gwonhyeok. Hold Baek Hanrim.”
“Okay, like this?”
“Huh? Wait? Huh?”
As though they had planned it in advance, Kim Jihwan and Cha Gwonhyeok suddenly began working together perfectly. They moved like a single body. Cha Gwonhyeok restrained me while Kim Jihwan rolled the suitcases into the middle of the room.
Struggle, struggle.
“Gw-Gwonhyeok-ah, could you let me go? You work out, don’t you? Your strength… Haha…”
I was flustered, but I tried my best not to show it. I tried, but it didn’t work very well. Cha Gwonhyeok was much stronger than I expected. I couldn’t pull my arms free. This was bad.
“Let go, let me go, release me…!”
“Cha Gwonhyeok, you’re dead if you let him go.”
“Haha, I won’t-.”
I gradually began to feel a sense of crisis. The kids were genuinely curious, and I genuinely wanted to stop that curiosity. I could understand myself, but why were you two taking this so seriously…?
Ziiip-.
Kim Jihwan finally began opening one of the suitcases. Of all things, he started with the black suitcase containing the bundles of money.
Red warning lights flashed inside my head. That one was absolutely off-limits!
“The white one! Just open the white one! Please! I’m begging you!”
“Is there something dirty in the black one?”
“Now I want to open the black one first.”
One was a budding obsessive top who never listened, and the other was a budding foul-tempered bottom who had been rotten from birth.
I wished I could at least lie at a time like this. I really had lived while telling a lot of lies. I didn’t know how to escape this situation without lying.
“Urgh, ngh…!”
Bite-!
“Ugh.”
“You’re practically an animal.”
In a desperate struggle, I pulled down my mask and bit the arm of Cha Gwonhyeok’s school uniform shirt as he held me. Even while biting him, I worried that I might leave a scar, so I couldn’t bite with all my strength. It would hurt me if the protagonist got injured.
“Don’t ophen it! Pleash…!”
I’m saying I had no idea how to explain the hundreds of millions of won inside the suitcase.
If I became the subject of a tax investigation or even a police investigation, I truly had no idea how I would smooth things over.
Honestly, if they wanted to investigate the source of the money, I could somehow endure that. The real ordeal would be explaining the death game I had experienced, like the mafia game. My classmates were shot to death, and I survived by lying. That money was those kids’… Right, that was it.
‘The price of their lives.’
“Ugh, huff… Ngh…”
As I desperately continued biting him, my nose was blocked from the cold, making it hard to breathe.
My face grew even redder, and I became an unsightly mess, smearing saliva and snot all over Cha Gwonhyeok’s sleeve. My breath was so constricted that tears even welled up in my eyes. Through my blurred vision, I desperately hoped that the opening black suitcase was only a dream.
“…Jihwan-ah, let’s not open the black one. Hanrim might collapse.”
“Hey, I won’t open it. Baek Hanrim, wipe your face.”
“Puh, haa…”
When I released my mouth, his sleeve was predictably soaked. Teeth marks remained, and a silver strand stretched between my mouth and his sleeve before snapping. I worried for no reason that I might have left marks on his skin too.
“…Sorry for getting it dirty. I’ll lend you some clothes.”
Would you like to restart?
Yes / No
Concern was concern, but the truth was that I wasn’t particularly sorry. Still, did it have to kill me immediately?
Was the system really this inflexible? This was driving me insane.
“…Why did you h-hold me down… and make me bite you? Now I’m worried.”
Unable to lie to hide my embarrassment, I had no choice but to speak honestly.
“Hanrim, you seem even weirder than usual today.”
For a moment, it felt as though my heart dropped.
It was only after hearing Cha Gwonhyeok’s words that I realized the Bad Liar penalty didn’t merely prevent me from lying. It was stripping away the Baek Hanrim mask I had barely managed to maintain.
I had been surviving inside this novel by playing a liar game.
I was the liar.
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
