Chapter 378

Episode 378

“What should I tell you first....”

Song In-myeong, an assistant who temporarily joined the team, told a story about an art teacher at Eonhak High School he knew.

“First of all, Jaeheon Lee seems to have noticed, but he is in the same business as me.”

“...What do you mean by a business in the same industry?”

“It means we are working in the same industry. Of course, our industry is not only filled with people who make art, nor are they chefs or farmers. There is no need for you to know this much in detail...”

It seems that it is divided into various fields, not just art.

It was a remark that showed that the ‘industry’ that Song In-myeong was talking about was more systematically organized than expected. Hong Gyeong-jun’s face, who had been following that ‘industry’, was already distorted.

“My real name is Seong Dae-young. Perhaps he uses a pseudonym as a teacher? Am I right?”

Maeng Na-eun, a student at Eonhak High School, nodded hesitantly at Song In-myeong’s words.

“...I knew it was Kim Jeong-un...”

“Really? That bastard is scary. “I remember they made a fake identity by frying the sponsor.”

In fact, Song In-myeong, who went to college under his real name while doing bloody things, may have been a crazy person outside the standard, but only two police officers tried to show a distorted face and no one pointed it out. The reactions seemed to be that there was nothing good about understanding the mindset of a serial killer.

Of course, Jaeheon Lee pretended not to be and listened with interest.

‘...Song In-myeong’s actions are so bold as to be foolish, but he is not a stupid person. Rather, it seems that he had the confidence and ability to conduct himself on his own even while going to college under his real name. However, Song In-myeong couldn’t have done everything on his own, so the person sponsoring that bastard must have paid a lot of attention... I think he was generous in his own way. If you put a guy like that out in the sun, there’s a good chance he’ll have a lot of influence...’

For some reason, Song In-myeong was strangely cooperative with the survivors, and even if it was the identity of a fellow businessman, he solved it without caring. Even though Song In-myeong’s life could also be in danger the moment he catches the art teacher. Lee Jae-heon happily accepted Song In-myeong’s eccentricity.

‘It’s like this, one by one, it’s piled up and interpreted.’

Song In-myeong is a character whose true feelings were not explained well in the original work. It looks like the writer wasn’t in the mood to describe the psychology of a serial killer, but thanks to that, Lee Jae-heon had to figure out the other person’s personality in this way. Because I didn’t know much about him other than that he was a ‘crazy bastard obsessed with ingredients’.

Fortunately, Song In-myeong did not try to hide himself due to his change of heart. Although it is not something that is revealed openly, it was a sufficient change for Lee Jae-heon.

“The author’s name is Pygmalion... It’s childish, but it’s really fitting.”

“...Isn’t Pygmalion the sculptor’s name? It’s a Greek myth about a man who sculpted a woman of his choice and poured love on her, ultimately bringing her to life... right?”

“As expected, you are so wise that you deserve to be ranked as my friend, Cha Seok.”

‘Lee Jae-heon’ frowned.

“Don’t play tricks. “Student Vivian, don’t give me constant answers either.”

“...Stop without even realizing it...”

I guess we’ve probably exchanged blows like this many times before. Vivian seemed disillusioned with her friend’s betrayal of friendship, but also confused by the familiar intimacy. Jaeheon Lee clicked his tongue and dragged Vivian behind him. If it were ‘Lee Jae-heon’, it would have been like that.

Song In-myeong, who was watching this closely, continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“...Then I don’t know if you know this, but Pygmalion was a sculptor and a king at the same time. Because I suffer from misogyny, I created a statue of a woman I liked. “He prayed to Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, to give him a wife like him, and ended up turning the statue into a human being.”

“Seeing as you evaluated the author’s name as being well chosen, it seems like we have a lot in common.”

“That’s right, that bastard also hates women.”

Hong Gyeong-jun and Kim Yeon-woo’s expressions became even more rotten. In fact, in this soft world, hate crimes targeting a specific gender, whether male or female, frequently occurred. Lee Jae-heon, who recalled his past life, also found it to be one of the things that he found very unique.

Yeonwoo Kim muttered quietly.

“I feel sorry for the people who would have been sacrificed by such a cowardly and scoundrel.”

“...Then you can just tell me what you know.”

Lee Jae-heon, who had inwardly flinched at the word ‘old man’, urged him calmly, and Song In-myeong, who was groaning as if he was worried, opened his mouth about a minute later.

“First of all, the way we work is... to put it simply, we stuff the preserved corpse into a plaster statue made to our liking. The higher the synchronization between the plaster statue and the corpse, the more he loved it. “It is said that life and death are contained within the plaster at the same time... I think so.”

“Over there.”

“huh?”

“Uh...”

The friends around him made a fuss when Kim Hee-chan bravely raised his hand. Ask, are you crazy? Still, aren’t you curious? You guys really turned around, etc. Kim Hee-chan quietly lowered his hand, leaving his quietly whispering friends behind, and asked Song In-myeong.

“...Have you ever seen that bastard kissing a plaster statue?”

Ha Seong-yoon and Jeong In-ho flinched for a moment. It was a bad memory from the previous episode when Kim Hee-chan confessed what a crazy pervert the art teacher was. Song In-myeong, who did not notice the signs of the returnees, opened his eyes wide and said.

“uh? Is it like that at his school too? “Are you crazy?”

“....”

“You look really bad. However, since you have already agreed to cooperate, if you give me the answer, yes. I always live like that. That’s one of the reasons it doesn’t suit me. I view my work as an object, not as a romantic object. “I think he’s a little crazy.”

In other words, the art teacher viewed the plaster statue with the corpse in it as an object of love.

‘Is that industry full of perverts?...’ It

was a way of thinking that was difficult to understand for Lee Jae-heon, who pursues an extremely universal image of beauty.

Baby are you watching? Why do perverts like this exist in a world created by a beauty like you? Don’t you think that an idiot dating a plaster statue is crossing a line?

Song In-myeong burst out laughing at Lee Jae-heon’s subtle expression.

“Isn’t this enough to say everything about the art museum? I mainly do works targeting women, and the works I make like that are my romantic partners until I get sick of them. Well, sometimes men go in, but this is really rare. And when you make a man into a work of art, you don’t see him as a romantic partner... you see it as a real work of art. Or maybe family or friends? Even if the taste is only aimed at women, when they see an ingredient that they can’t afford to miss, men also make it into a work of art.”

“...So, if there is a monster with the ego of an art teacher and a female survivor stands out, there is a high probability that she will be the first to die?”

“ah...? No, I won’t kill you. When dealing with materials that I don’t like, I kill them right away... but if I like them, I usually lock them in a plaster statue and wait for them to die. By the time he is locked up like that, he has already been treated harshly in one way or another, so he will die soon...”

Song In-myeong continued speaking, not paying attention to the sound of Hong Gyeong-jun sighing.

“So, do you think this will help?”

“what.”

“I don’t like that bastard digging in the water.”

“...the water?”

“They are afraid that high humidity will ruin their work. It seems like he himself has bad memories of water, but whatever. “Isn’t this helpful information?”

“....”

“I did well, mister.”

Well done, kid.

‘Even if the other chicks weren’t watching, I would have patted them on the head. How good is it to listen to what the fuck says? ‘I do pretty things like this.’

Thanks to this, Jaeheon Lee gained confidence.

I am confident that I can kill the final boss of Eonhak High School.

(Continued in the next part)