I Was Kidnapped By a Yandere Writer

Chapter 50: Going Out -3

Chapter 50: Going Out -3

Dokyun's mood was on the rise until the moment he passed the main banner.

'What is this'

Turning the page, in front of his eyes scanning the list of preferred works unfolded a feast of countless notices.

It meant serialization suspension. In other words, it was discontinued.

The screen reflected in Dokyun's eyes was showing him only a cruel truth.

The feeling of happiness he had just moments ago plummeted in an instant.

Dokyun hurriedly operated the device to save the remaining novels.

[This is the National Micro Association]

This too.

[I am feeling unwell, will take a break and come back.]

This too.

[Tomorrow is a break day] (Written 9 days ago)

This too.

[Planning to remake the early parts.]

This too.

All the novels he had his eyes on had been discontinued.

"Ah Ah"

In the shockingly dramatic scene, meaningless sighs poured out of his mouth.

His fingertips trembled, and his eyes became moist.

The emotions that had soared while reminiscing about happy times faded away.

Was it his fault, or did he end up like this after being kidnapped or something.

Regrets for the irreversible moment began to well up.

Just like aimlessly tending to an illusion, as he moved his fingers to flip through the chapters he had not seen, the words written in the postscript crushed his heart with sadness.

[Author's Note: Thank you for visiting today!] (13 days ago)

[Author's Note: One less comment today Is it my fault for being lacking. I will try harder so that even the remaining people can follow along!] (11 days ago)

[Author's Note: I don't know how today was. I did my best Writing is not easy] (7 days ago)

[Author's Note: The comments of support you give seem to give me strength. It's a lacking story, but If you found it enjoyable, please recommend and comment! (begging emoticon)] (4 days ago)

[Author's Note: These days, real life is a bit busy The serialization cycle may become a bit unstable.] (2 days ago)

Watching the endlessly tragic traces, Dokyun felt a sorrow as if his heart was about to burst.

The lingering embers that had not yet disappeared indicated that this story had not died long ago.

'Like that'

Having stubbornly pursued living like that, the small and fragile child who could not forget his own place and valiantly ended up being discontinued was too pitiful, bringing tears to his eyes.

'I'm sorry'

I'm sorry for not being able to watch.

'I'm sorry'

I'm sorry for not leaving a comment.

'I'm sorry'

I'm sorry I couldn't protect you.

"I'm sorry"

Trying to apologize out loud, but the sadness that pierced my heart choked him, and he couldn't speak anymore.

A pain that felt like my heart was being squeezed tightly.

'This is all'

Go Eunchae.

It was because of her.

The sadness that had been suppressing me began to heat up and ignite.

'Even if that woman didn't provoke Eunah.'

The heat that had started to ignite spread throughout my body, swelling as it spread.

'Even if I didn't have any ambitions.'

'The flames engulfed my entire body and still seemed insufficient, gradually intensifying as they added more heat in that state.'

'No, even if I hadn't been born!'

The name of this burning fire that seemed to consume his whole body was hatred.

'I will never, never forgive!'

Suddenly.

In that moment when anger overwhelmed me and he gnashed my teeth, he felt a presence behind me.

"What are you doing?"

As Dokyun turned around with a sharp movement in the flames of hatred, there was Eunseol looking at him with a somewhat troubled expression.

Watching him, Dokyun poured out emotions he couldn't control and confronted her.

"I was preparing myself."

"I see."

Avoiding eye contact. Watching her, Dokyun opened his mouth and asked a question.

"Is the job done?"

"More or less."

Saying so, she leaned back on the backrest while sitting across from Dokyun and spoke.

"Is everything organized?"

"I've more or less finished as well."

Yes. It was a time to finish organizing and preparing.

Watching her with that sentiment, he saw wrinkles forming on her face.

For a moment, as they locked eyes. Soon after, she turned her gaze away and spoke.

"Check your account."

"What?"

"Just check it."

Momentarily puzzled by her sudden request, Dokyun turned on the banking app, checked his account, and was engulfed in a shocking daze.

"Huh?"

Strange.

It was certain, absolutely certain that his account was correct. But the number of digits of the money shown was odd.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand

Continuing up to the hundred million unit.

There was money amounting to 500 million in his account.

With a dumbfounded expression, he looked across the room, and the woman who had been staring at him intently until then opened her mouth.

"It's an advance payment."

"Yes?"

"50 billion. That's the advance payment."

"Ah."

Upon hearing the explanation, he finally understood the amount.

At the time he heard the proposal, he couldn't realistically feel the enormity of the amount, but now that he had received a portion of it directly, he began to truly feel it.

If he removes Go Eunchae, he will receive ten times this amount.

Gulp.

Saliva went down his throat.

"How about it, does your suspicion ease a bit?"

When he raised his head to look at her with a relaxed tone, he saw her smiling back at him with a smirk.

"Yes, yes"

With a foolishly blank face, he replied to him and looked at the account again, and at that moment, a flash of insight crossed his mind.

"I'll go to the restroom for a moment."

With a flash of insight passing through his mind, Dokyun got up with a sudden change back to a troubled expression, hurriedly passed by the woman looking at him, and rushed to the restroom to activate the novel app.

"If it's this!"

With this money, it might be possible.

With movements oozing impatience, he deposited money into the novel site's secondary account.

Immediately after, confirming that the coins were charged, Dokyun quickly turned the page and entered the main page of the novel he had been reading, then pressed the [Support] button displayed prominently in one corner.

In the small blank space that appeared afterwards, Dokyun wrote the number 10000 and without hesitation pressed the confirm button to send the donation.

"If it's the power of the Necromancer!"

Necromancer.

If the novel donation reaches 10,000 coins, in other words, if it reaches a cumulative donation of 1 million won, the name of the title given was Necromancer.

With this power, it might be possible to revive the little child who had not been dead for long.

Tension rose. After a short loading time, seeing the popup confirming the donation was completed, Dokyun closed his eyes tightly and prayed to the sky.

"Please Please save our child!"

The prayer held a fervent wish.

***

Coming out of the restroom and confirming the direction where she was, he saw her sipping coffee and gazing out the window.

Always being close, he didn't realize it, but seeing her from afar like this, it dawned on him that she was definitely a human living in a different world on her own.

"It's just oozing inevitability."

Glancing around, he noticed a few people in the cafe glancing at her.

She didn't seem to care at all, but her unique appearance combined with the atmosphere around her was indeed an eye-catching form.

Certainly, as he had thought when he saw Eunah on the first day of her abduction, that face was indeed a cheat key.

Dokyun glanced at her for a moment, then quickly brushed off distracting thoughts and moved his steps back to his place to speak to her.

"Sorry. Something urgent came up."

Her gaze, which had been looking out the window, shifted to me, and with a slightly puzzled expression, she quietly uttered a word to me.

"Don't get caught by Go Eunah."

A shiver.

She seemed to have caught on.

Startled by the sharp words that pierced through, Dokyun quickly replied with a puzzled expression on his face.

"You did well not to get caught."

'I purposely donated under a fake account for lurking, so there's no chance of getting caught.'

As he said that and looked at her, she sipped her coffee and spoke again.

"Okay, finish this and let's go eat."

"What are we eating after?"

"A movie."

As he looked at her with a hint of confusion at her answer, she casually added an explanation.

"The movie I wanted to see has been released."

"Oh, okay."

Dokyun replied briefly and gazed at the coffee she was holding.

An drink with green specks scattered throughout.

'Mint chocolate too?'

Mint chocolate in coffee. She was quite diverse.

***

Due to her taste that was evident until just now, he wondered if she would choose something strange for the meal, but fortunately, she went into a handmade burger shop next to the cafe.

Despite the wide variety on the menu, she ordered with a familiar attitude as if she had been there more than once.

After a simple meal, when Dokyun arrived at the movie theater and entered the screening room, he realized what the movie she wanted to see was when the movie started.

A ghost suddenly popped out in a dark landscape on the large screen.

"Ahh!!"

Startled by the ghost suddenly appearing, Dokyun, who was trembling with fear in a horror movie, screamed in surprise.

Startled, he grabbed her arm, and along with the trembling, a small voice could be heard.

"Don't cling, it's annoying."

With a threatening tone, as he looked up at her, even in the darkness, it was clear that she was frowning and looking down at him.

It was unfair. It was too unfair.

'Horror movies suck!'

Where is a horror movie released in the middle of winter.

Logically, horror movies are supposed to be released in the summer.

'If I had known it was this kind of movie, I would have politely declined. I would have rather stayed at the cafe alone and read another novel.'

Tears seemed to well up. Even with eyes closed and ears covered, the ghost's scream echoing throughout the theater shook him.

With nowhere to lean on, he tried to hold onto her arm, but as soon as he grabbed her arm, she got angry, so there was nowhere to lean on.

'Please, please end quickly!'

The heartbroken Dokyun just closed his eyes and plugged his ears, fervently wishing for this moment to pass.

He couldn't bring himself to face that screen.

Doo-woong.

How long had he been like that? When he cautiously opened his eyes at the gentle music filling his ears, he saw the ending credits rolling on the screen.

"Is it over?"

As Dokyun trembled and spoke, a cold response came back.

"Tsk, yes, it's over."

Raising his head slightly to look at her, he saw a face staring back at him as if he were pitiful.

Slowly coming back to his senses, Dokyun, recalling his behavior just moments ago, cleared his throat and she subtly mocked him.

"Tsk"

"You pathetic loser."

Her words felt like daggers piercing his chest.

He tried to defend himself, but adding more words to his already embarrassing situation seemed futile.

"Just"

"Don't say more. You're getting more pathetic."

"Okay"

He felt defeated.

He may have shone brightly in Marine Corps 1181, but he just couldn't catch a break.

As he sat there with a defeated look, watching her leave the theater without a word, Dokyun quickly got up and followed her.

Catching up to her without a word, Dokyun looked down at her and asked a question.

"Where are you going now?"

"To buy a gift."

A brief response.

Then, an explanation followed.

"For Go Eunah."

"Ah."

He briefly pondered what she meant, but soon understood.

Go Eunseol to Go Eunah, was a completely separate entity.

As she was recognized as a close older sister who occasionally came to the house from outside, she seemed to be adjusting to that role.

'Huh?'

Dokyun suddenly felt a question arising.

'Does she not dislike it?'

Based on her previous attitude, he had thought she disliked Go Eunah.

'Buying a gift like this doesn't seem to match that'

Even if she perceives them as separate individuals, there doesn't seem to be a need to buy a gift like this, right? This thought led to the subsequent question.

Watching her walk ahead with his gaze fixed on her, Dokyun felt his head spinning at her inexplicable behavior.

'I really don't understand'

'Really, he was a person who was unknowable even though I knew him.'