Winter Rabbit in Wonderland

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Dee was lying on the sofa. He looked like the lazy son that warranted a back smashing from mothers, but he was so good looking, even his sweat pants and jacket attire made him look like a piece of art.

His wavy dark-blond hair was ruffled over the arm of the sofa, and his eyes glazed over as he stared at the ceiling. He looked like a tortured prince. But SoYoon knew that this expression just meant he had nothing on his mind.

He glanced over at her a second then went back to his blank expression.

“You hurt?” Dee asked her blandly. She didn’t look to be injured but the smell of blood was potent. He sniffed the air then mumbled.

“F*ck, you are a girl.”

He would be better off keeping his mouth shut. She ignored Dee and put the ingredients for lunch into a pot. Dee grabbed his side and walked over to her. As if he had found his toy, he smiled widely with his plump lips. His crescent-shaped smile made the dark room shine.

“You’re like a suckling baby, so I didn’t know. So, you are a girl? But, didn’t you say you were my age? Then you’re all grown up? Wow, holy sh*t. Blondie, your life is really...”

Dee put his arm over SoYoon’s shoulder and glanced at her chest. She didn’t react to his teenage teasing and continued to prepare lunch.

She had not been particularly well developed, but when she jumped dimensions, her chest got smaller. Still, with this small stature, it was lucky she wasn’t an AA cup. It wasn’t like she was living a life fit for a girl anyways, but she still muttered to herself.

Dee observed SoYoon as they ate lunch. They say small breasts still taste good, but she was not his type. He liked his woman to have full breasts so that when he put his fingers to them, he could feel the curves and squeezable skin. So that during climax, when he put his teeth to the breasts...

Dee’s eyes glowed red. When he bit down, the rare steak’s soft meat fell away.

The smoky tenderness of the beef was wonderful, but he wanted to bite into something else. Since I have little choice, maybe she won’t be that bad. She looked at him. He couldn’t see her eyes because they were covered by her hair, but he was sure her head was turned toward him.

Could I take her on in my state? Dee moved his gaze back to his plate.

That night, Dee had a dream. It was a familiar small and dark room. He was alone, huddled in a corner. Where was Dum? As he looked for his brother, the door that had been locked slowly opened. Dee flinched in surprise. Through the crack, he could see the silhouette of a long, dark shadow. Dee started to hyperventilate. The time for pain had arrived.

“Ah!”

Dee’s eyes flashed open. He saw the dark ceiling above him. His breathing was fast. He didn’t like the dark. In a room without a single window, he was beaten half to death by his mother. Dum was no longer there. It hurt. It was horrific.

His breathing calmed and returned to normal. Dee jumped in fright. Mother? Was it mother? Did she come to kill him? Then he would kill her first like last time. He raised himself up and quietly crept toward the place where he heard breathing.

The person he found was not his mother but SoYoon. Her white hair resting on the pillow shone like stars in the night sky. “Let’s do what we like and do best,” Dum whispered in his ear.

They buried their nose between her neck and breathed in deeply. She smelled sweet and bitter, and it made his mouth water. He swallowed hard as he slowly removed the blanket from SoYoon’s body.

Underneath her T-shirt, they could see her chest. They took out a knife and ripped the shirt. The smell made his appetite grow, and that’s when he saw the small but curved breasts.

They licked their lips and opened their mouth toward her chest. Their teeth glistened with saliva as they touched her nipple. A little more, just a little more, then I will taste the warm, sweet, and succulent thing in my mouth. They smiled.

And then, they were violently stopped. Unable to get to the feast inches away from them, saliva dripped down their lips in betrayal. They rolled their eyes to find SoYoon awake. They had failed again.

They pushed SoYoon away, and she, in turn, kicked them in the head. Slam! With a racket, they hit the wall hard. They went in and out of consciousness. Through their blurred vision, they could see her washing off her hands with a towel, then throwing the towel back at them.

“You’re not a child, so what are you drooling for? You need a bib?”

That was the last memory of that night.

When Dee opened his eyes, it was late afternoon. Dum must have been asleep because he was quiet. He wasn’t sure if what he remembered was a dream, but he was surprised to find himself not on the couch but crouched in the corner of the room.

“That bitch!”

It was the second time he had failed. This was embarrassing. When he stood up, the towel that had been over his wound fell. That reminded him of last night...”Do you need a bib?”

“Bib...,” Dee cursed.

There was no one in the house other than him. You’ve run away now, have you? Just wait until you come back. I’ll chew you to pieces.

Where was it that girls felt the most pain when bitten? Chest? Arm? Thigh? He remembered a girl who cried when he bit her cheek. Okay, face it is. Let’s see what you think about having a big hole in your face.

The door opened as his lips cracked into a smile. SoYoon returned with both her arms full.

“You’re awake...”

Dee sprinted toward her. He couldn’t even feel the pain in his side. Three meters, two meters—he ran toward the face covered by her bangs and mask. Finally, he was down to one meter.

Dee reached out for her neck and bared his teeth. The next second, he lay crumpled in the corner of the kitchen from a full blow to the stomach. He grabbed his chin and stumbled back up, coughing and gasping for air. SoYoon grabbed Dee by the collar and dragged him back to the sofa.

“Ah! You crazy bitch! Do you want to die? Let me go now!”

However much Dee resisted, he was unable to break free from her grip. She tossed him onto a sofa and sat on his legs.

“What are you doing now? Get lost! F*ck!”

Dee lifted his upper body. SoYoon swung forward with him and slammed into him. The two heads hit each other with a crack, and Dee fell backward.

“Ow....”

It hurt so badly, he could barely make a sound. SoYoon, on the other hand, casually reorganized her hair and went back to what she was doing. She lifted Dee’s T-shirt to check the bandaged area.

“It seems to be healing well.”

“You...useless rockhead...”

“Your head is just soft. Eat.”

I will kill you eventually. Dee ground his teeth. And in the middle of the night, he attempted it four times, but each time he sorely lost.

***

The next morning, Dee pretended to be asleep. SoYoon told him to eat then left the house. As he heard her footsteps retreat, Dee threw off the blankets and sat up.

“Where did a girl like you come from?”

However much he thought about it, it didn’t make sense that she had that much strength in such a little body. Did she eat some weird medicine? His deduction wasn’t wrong. Unable to find an answer, he flung himself back onto the couch and decided to sleep some more.

SoYoon was in his dream during his morning nap. The Twins were in a room with a large window and were sitting, admiring the sunlight.

All of a sudden, SoYoon was sitting next to them. Beneath the white hair, they could see her brown eyes. Within the sun-filled brown eyes were specks of silver. Dee and Dum stared at that blankly, thinking it looked like the fairy dust that they’d heard about in fairytales.

When theTwins woke up, they cursed themselves for their actions in the dream.

While Dee and Dum were having fairytale dreams, SoYoon was at Heart’s house. Coffee and a tart filled with smooth diplomat cream and strawberries were laid out before her. SoYoon pinned her hair back and took off her mask.

Heart’s eyes suddenly flashed. He stole the fork away from SoYoon, grabbed her shoulder, and turned her to face him.

“What’s this on your forehead. You have a bruise?”

Heart’s voice was sweet but annoyed. SoYoon stayed still as he lightly pressed his finger against her forehead. At the slightly painful touch, she remembered what had happened the previous afternoon. Heart read her expression easily.

He pressed on her forehead hard and said, “The dog must have made a scene?”