Chapter 7: Villain Luna (2)

Chapter 7: Villain Luna (2)

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"......Mister, I'm so hungry, could you please buy me a meal?

After saying this, Song Soo-yeon immediately regretted it.

It was her first time expressing such a combination of words, and she hadn't expected it to feel so awkward.

She realized she was begging others based on the hallucinations in her mind.

It was like waking up from a dream, becoming suddenly aware of her own awkward behavior.

Why did she do it?

She wished she could take back her words.

Why did she lower her guard, imagining that a stranger might have warm thoughts for her?

".....You.."

The man's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at her.

He seemed taken aback by her beauty.

Then his gaze shifted, rolling down towards her legs.

".......

Any hope remaining in Song Soo-yeon's gaze shattered.

She felt irritated.

"...Mister, stop staring at my legs."

Of course.

Men are all the same.

Why did she think he would be any different?

She should have trusted what she saw with her own eyes, not the hallucinations.

He was no different from any other man.

"....Sorry. What were you saying?"

"....Ah...never mind. What am I even doing..."

Looking at the people comfortably seated in the soup restaurant, she might have momentarily let her guard down.

She had hoped to receive kindness from someone who didn't view her body as an object.

Perhaps her subconscious, weakened by hunger, bullying at school, or stress at home, was desperately reaching out for help.

Song Soo-yeon shook her head.

She couldn't afford to be this weak.

Hadn't she been holding up well until now?

She hypnotized herself.

Not lonely, not struggling.

She didn't need help.

"No, tell me. Are you hungry?"

His kindness reached out, but now she didn't want it.

If he used this as an excuse to make a physical demand, she would feel disgustingly dirty for falling into that situation.

"Forget it. What do I expect from a pervert who just stares at legs..."

And she turned away.

His intentions now seemed suspicious.

Song Soo-yeon was no stranger to such experiences.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

There had been many men who confessed to her after just a few words.

Maybe he, like the others, was smitten with her at first sight.

As she turned away, his voice reached her.

"I noticed your stockings were torn. I wasnt admiring your legs."

Song Soo-yeon looked down at her legs.

There it was, her stockings torn open with holes like water droplets.

She hadn't even noticed it, being so hungry.

The emotion she felt at that moment was indescribable.

Just when she thought she couldn't feel more pathetic, she found a new low.

Begging for food, exposing her vulnerability, while wearing torn stockings like a beggar.

Exposing her weaknesses so easily was especially difficult for her.

Why was the world so cruel to her?

She found herself blaming her circumstances, something she had never wanted to do.

If only her parents had been normal.

If only her appearance didn't stand out so much.

...If only someone had offered a helping hand without any ulterior motives.

I'm-

The moment the man began to speak, Song Soo-yeon could no longer stand to be there.

She ran away.

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Song Soo-yeon desperately needed money.

Not only was she unable to afford a meal, but now she also had to buy stockings.

Even the cheapest stockings cost as much as three or four convenience store rice triangles.

-Gurgle...

A loud noise resonated throughout the shop.

......

.....

Ah. Sh*t.

She thought.

The sound from her stomach echoed in the empty restaurant, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Her face reddened with embarrassment.

Her fists clenched tightly.

But he spoke to her considerately.

"Feel free to sit anywhere."

Even using formal language he hadnt before.

This kind of consideration actually made her feel worse.

Was he pitying her?

Who did he think he was?

Why did she always end up showing this side of herself to him?

How foolish must he think she is?

Of course, his intentions were clear.

He must be attracted to her, like all men.

Pretending otherwise, but if she just waited a little longer, she was sure she would hear his true thoughts, likely filled with lewd fantasies.

As she contemplated this, Song Soo-yeon's twisted sense of self reared its head.

She must have looked foolish to heroes in the past, and to her school peers.

She didnt want to appear foolish to a stranger as well.

She desperately wanted to ruin his mood.

It was the only way to alleviate her own shame.

She wanted him to feel the embarrassment she felt.

"....Give me a bowl of black bean noodles."

She sat down, concealing her anger.

Of course, there was no real reason for her to be angry.

He had done nothing wrong.

But Song Soo-yeon, who was stressed everywhere she went, didnt want to bother with that.

After confirming the meal was indeed free, she waited for her black bean noodles.

Eventually, the food arrived.

........

Her mouth slightly opened in disbelief.

It was hard to believe this was free.

The aroma and presentation were excellent.

And the portion was very generous.

She was tempted to let her guard down.

If she didnt go through with her plan, her future would surely be easier.

She could continue to eat here.

But she closed her eyes and steeled her resolve.

Without her pride, she had nothing.

Continuously showing him her shameful side and now eating like a beggar here, what would he think of her?

This was about protecting herself.

She didnt want to appear pitiable.

She wanted to live a normal life.

If she hadnt held onto her pride, she would have given up years ago.

She would have clung to some strong man who confessed to her, fluttering her lashes to protect herself.

But she disliked that idea, which is why she had struggled so hard until now.

She wasnt about to give up here.

Song Soo-yeon put a mouthful of black bean noodles in her mouth.

It wasnt exactly a fantasy taste, but... it was good enough to justify a high price.

It was delicious.

........

She resisted the urge to chew and swallow.

She hoped his dirty thoughts would surface soon.

If they did, it would make it easier for her to act, without feeling guilty.

But in the end, she heard nothing.

Finally, Song Soo-yeon gathered her strength.

Ready to reject his false kindness and strike at the pervert she imagined hiding beneath his pathetic guise.

Ptuh!

She spat out the food with all her might.

His pathetic face turned to shock and disappointment.

"Damn it... This tastes awful."

She lied.

Just to ruin his mood.

It was her first blatant act of malice.