The Demon
The Part 21

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"You talk Park Jihoon!!" said Mr. Park raising his voice. The old jackfruit's face flushed red, his brown bead stoned looking at one of his sons.

Mr. Park took his family into a room, where only they would solve the family problem.

The Nakyung family was in the guest room.

Jihoon hissed in pain, the slap on his cheek was no joke. His cheeks turned blue and the corners of his lips gave off a fishy smelling liquid.

"I've never educated a child like you.. Ck, what? You said sickening? Is that how you speak to Woojin's future-in-law."

"Aeva!" call Woojin. Both of his hands clenched down there.

She's upset. Of course angry.

Woojin did not want the matchmaking, let alone her being betrothed without prior notice.

"Dad should have known if I liked Nakyung. Aren't you, as a father, aware of your son's feelings?" Jihoon turned his head, looking at his father.

"Do I have to betroth Nakyung to you while she never loved you Park Jihoon?!"

Jihoon rolled his eyes lazily. If Nakyung doesn't like it then what's the difference with Woojin not liking the girl. Is Woojin really that valuable in this family?

They only saw Woojin, and never saw Jihoon.

"Stop doing Park Jihoon's thing. Let tonight go according to my recan. If you want to be paired like Woojin, you just have to bide your time. There comes a time when I'll choose the woman you deserve."

"Why do you know that the woman you choose is the one who deserves me? You don't even know very well what your son's nature is."

The old jackfruit's eyes glared. The veins on his neck stood out strongly there. It was obvious that he was so angry with Jihoon's current nature.

"I've never had a child like you Park Jihoon. I feel like my son Park Jihoon is dead."

Black bead mistress Park round. Her tears flowed without telling, her heart breaking and not hearing Mr. Park say such a sick thing to her own son.

"YAKKK PARK SUN HO!!! Stop it, you're hurting my son's heart." the woman beat the old man's chest brutally.

That sentence hurt her too much that notabane is a mother.

How could the man call Jihoon dead while the young man stood firmly before him.

Jihoon raised his hair up. Exhaling his breath violently.

He did not expect. I can't believe what her father said to her.

Die off?

Jihoon shook his head.

His feet violently left the place.

It felt stuffy, and Jihoon needed air.

"You're so outrageous Sunho. He's your son, can you say such a cruel thing to him?!"

"Stop eomma.." Sungwon pulled his mother away from his father.

The woman roared. His heart still hurts.

Her husband is so outrageous.

;

"Jiunn.."

Jihoon stopped his movement by putting on his helmet. The beautiful woman with the pink mini dres stood beside her.

His eyes are red and puffy.

Jihoon raised next to his eyebrows. I was wondering why the girl was crying.

"What?"

"You like me, don't you?"

"Do I have to answer?"

Nakyung shook his head. Hearing Jihoon's declaration of love is something he always avoids.

For Nakyung, Jihoon was just a little friend.

No more and no more.

"Don't love me anymore Ji, I just love Woojin. Please don't stop me from having it."

"So easy for you to say that now Lee Nakyung?" jihoon asked, he placed his helmet roughly on his bike.

Her eyes were reddening withstanding the crying.

After hearing the hurtful sentence from his father, now Jihoon had to hear the rejection from Nakyung.

After that what will happen to him today? Was today a bad day for him?

Why things hurt him in a row.

"Don't be selfish Ji, however I can't like you more than a friend."

"Na, I never asked you to like me. As long as you're by my side I don't care, and if you love someone else I don't care if it's not my own brother..."

"...have you never thought about how sick I was to see the woman I liked turned out to like my own brother?"

Nakyung. Her tears fell back in her eyes.

"I'll still like Woojin even if you feel hurt. You're nothing to me Ji, it's nothing to me to think about your hurt feelings."

"Lee Nakyung!!"

Nakyung straightened her head, her thumb moving to wipe away her tears.

His gaze flatly looked at Jihoon before him.

"You get hurt or you don't I don't care about Ji, I just want Woojin...

...If you don't want to get hurt you can disappear from this world."

;

On this dark night, Jihoon drove his bike very fast. His tears were rushing down his chubby cheeks, even the chewy cheeks were turning blue and the corners of his lips were torn, looking like someone had slapped a punch on his cheek. Jihoon continues to carry his motorcycle through the city of Seoul, without a helmet and sim. Jihoon did not care if that night he was hit by a truck and died in the middle of the road or arrested by police because he was caught driving a motorcycle under the age and without a sim. That's his goal tonight, end his life or stay away from his family.

Pain and pain come at the same time.

It felt like Jihoon was shouting, releasing that pain.

But, no. He can't.

Not because he was ashamed to do it halfway.

It's just that it's too hard for him.

The pain is incredible.

His chest was crumpled with a working robot.

Forced, he continued to push without stopping.

Never had Jihoon felt this much pain before. He didn't know love clapping one hand felt so sick.

*pipp

Piiipp*

The car lights blinked in front of Jihoon, so he was surprised and slammed his steering wheel, lucky he could keep his balance. Damn it ...

Blammm

Jihoon bumped into someone who had been standing at the bus stop.

His body rolled over, while his big motor narrows both of the man's legs.

The man with his dense black mane screamed painfully and tried to pull his foot out of an unusually heavy object.

"Adrrghhh"

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"Aeboji?!"

Woojin clenched both of his hands tightly. Make his knuckles whiten.

Sunho turned his head, his anger subsiding as his manic looked towards Woojin.

He did not realize that a murderous aura was emanating in the body of one of his proud sons.

"Dad can explain later. But can we continue this match? Dad's worried about leaving Lee's family"

"I won't be engaged to Nakyung. All this time I've only seen her as my sister."

"Park Woojin, please stop here. Let's go out and greet Uncle Lee." he said.

mr. Park stepped closer, grabbing Woojin's arm. But before Mr. Park had a chance to hold it, Woojin first brushed off the hand.

His eyes looked at his father.

"I said I didn't want to get engaged to Nakyung."

"Park Woojin."

"I just want to choose my own partner. Can't you give me permission?"

Mr. Park combed his hair rough. He was confused why his children suddenly became swollen like this.

"You know, Nakyung's father has helped a lot of dad's company. We are indebted to him." said Mr. Park in a low tone full of emphasis. His brown bead glared at his son. "Listen, this time I'm trying to forgive you, because you can help me right now. Your words that I thought didn't exist" he continued.

The old man paused his words, breathing heavily before he breathed rough.

His hands clenched, with the index finger now pointing towards the door of the room.

"Don't be a dissident child like your twin. I'm pretty sick of seeing his presence all this time" he said. "Be a good boy, a child who has been my pride all this time" he continued, patting Woojin on the shoulder.

Woojin hisses in pain as his father's burly hand gripped his shoulder. The old man nodded his head, his warm breath so felt on Woojin's face.

"Let's get out." said Mr. Park pat Woojin on the shoulder before he finally stepped his foot first to leave the room. The middle-aged woman follows in her husband's footsteps, but while in front of Woojin, she stops her steps.

"If you don't want this match, then go, let eomma arrest your father."

"Eomma.."

The woman smiled sincerely, her hands raised up to touch her son's cheeks.

"Eomma doesn't want you to get hurt. And, can you protect your sister?"

Woojin was silent for a while before finally nodding his head in approval to his mother's request.

"Eomma trust him to you."

Woojin turns to Sungwon, the boy smiles and turns his thumb at him, after which throws the black leather jacket at Woojin.

He put on his jacket and ran out of his house.

Only one time Woojin wants to dispute his father's request.

This crazy matchup, Woojin disagrees.

He did not want to hurt Jihoon who loved Nakyung so much.

And, Woojin wants to protect Park Jihoon is not difficult for Woojin. All this time he had been protecting his sister who was born 10 minutes after.

Trust me, Woojin always protects Jihoon. Until tonight, though,

For the first time Woojin fails to protect Jihoon.

Blammmmm

Woojin's big motor slips, his body falls to the point of rolling on the asphalt. His motorbike continued to be dragged closer to a bus.

***Piipppp piiiiippp

Vrenbw***

Too close and suddenly. The driver slammed his steering wheel until his bus rolled onto the asphalt.

All the bus passengers were seriously injured, some of them conscious until they tried to get out.

But different from that guy.

His legs were narrowed in the chair, and he was unconscious.

The sound of agonizing screams from the passengers, and the crying sounds from the babies began to fill the room. The noise did not make the jet black mane aware of his stings.

While Woojin, his head that hit hard made him unconscious. His legs and arms were abrasive and gave off a fishy-smelling liquid.

Bus passengers scattered out, calming themselves from the calamity experienced.

Different from that guy..

He was still lying down, with his legs squeezed by a chair and blood flowing from his head.

Drrrrttt drrrr

The flat object in his hand continued to tremble, asking the owner to immediately receive his call.

My Angel Sso 💞 is calling