Godsent Top Star [EN]: Chapter 250

250. Twist after Twist (1)

Tick-tick-

A neat fingertip nervously presses the end of a mechanical pencil.

Tick tick tick!

The lead is already extended quite far, but the hand pressing the end doesn’t stop.

Tick!

“Ah.”

Only when the long, slender lead touched the paper, making a faint sound as it broke, did the owner of the pencil finally come to their senses.

The eyes were steadily staring at the paper, but the face was somehow blank, as if the mind was elsewhere.

Thud.

The pencil, held in a clean and neat hand, was thrown onto the workbook.

“Hoo…….”

A long sigh escaped as the person caught in the frame rubbed their eyes as if tired.

The camera, shining from behind, focused in turn on the shoulders, which were full of tension, and the workbook on the desk beyond.

The workbook, blurred as the shoulder moved.

The white and clean surface indirectly revealed how unfocused the protagonist on the screen was.

Swish-

The angle moved again.

A face was reflected in a small mirror hanging next to the desk.

The face of the person, which had only been partially visible, was caught diagonally on the screen.

Still a youthful and young face.

A school uniform jacket hanging beyond the mirror.

On the name tag attached to it, a name was clearly embroidered.

Kim Sun-woo.

The owner of the youthful face reflected in the mirror, and the name of the subject that the angle relentlessly scanned.

“Haa…….”

Kim Sun-woo let out a sigh for what felt like the tenth time.

He shook his head and scratched his head roughly, frowning several times.

In the end, he stood up as if he couldn’t bear it any longer.

Thud!

The chair was pushed back violently, making an unpleasant noise.

But compared to the sounds that had been heard from some point on, the noise made by the chair was nothing.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

“Be quiet!”

“Ugh, ugh, ugh!”

A chilling fricative sound, like popping a leather ball. [A fricative sound is a speech sound produced by forcing air through a narrow channel.]
A suppressed voice intermittently screamed.

Kim Sun-woo, who seemed tormented as if he couldn’t bear the sound, opened the door.

His face was covered with fatigue and exhaustion.

It was such a heavy fatigue that seemed too much to be felt by a student who was not yet an adult.

Hiding that weight behind expressionless eyes, Kim Sun-woo slowly walked out of the room.

Thud.

Thud.

Everything flowed slowly, from the slow-motion footsteps to the chest rising and falling as he took deep breaths.

The sound of a pounding heart filled the sound.

Everything seen and heard on the screen heightened the tension.

And.

“Father. Please.”

A low, sunken voice, eyes that seemed to flicker with anguish, were caught on the screen.

“Please. Stop it.”

Kim Sun-woo opened his mouth in a painful voice.

A nervously starting BGM [Background Music] reflected the situation in a chaotic way.

“That’s enough, isn’t it?”

Kim Sun-woo stood tall.

Kim Sun-woo’s father, with one hand raised high.

It wasn’t just that.

Rustle.

The floor Kim Sun-woo stepped on made a sound.

To be exact, it was the plastic sheet laid on the floor.

The plastic sheet, spread out as if to fill the living room, was not ordinary.

Even more so if a blood-soaked person was lying in the middle of it.

“Ugh…… Ugh!”

The person under his father twisted his body.

Then, blood flowed out, gurgling from the hideous wound that had been stabbed with a knife.

Even though it was clear that he was dying, the victim was desperate.

He desperately asked for help, somehow matching his bruised and bloodshot eyes with Kim Sun-woo.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

Listening to that sound, Kim Sun-woo covered his eyes with one hand.

“Sun, Sun-woo-ya…… so this is…….”

“Father.”

Kim Sun-woo’s voice coldly cut off his father’s voice.

“Why are you doing this? I’ve told you so many times.”

The music playing as BGM nervously went back and forth between the two.

“I. I told you so many times not to do this. Don’t you remember?”

Kim Sun-woo’s voice was thick with blame towards his father.

Disappointment and despair.

And the helpless feeling of seeming to be helplessly swayed by his father, who was repeating murder, seemed to envelop Kim Sun-woo in gloom.

The father’s hand, which had been raised high, slowly came down.

“Sun-woo-ya…… won’t you listen to me? This father…….”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

Kim Sun-woo, who cut off the words again coldly, took a step forward.

Rustle.

The plastic sheet made a rustling sound again.

“What the hell is this? Why the hell is this…….”

“Sun, Sun-woo-ya…….”

The victim’s eyes desperately looked at Kim Sun-woo approaching.

It was like looking at a savior.

A faint hope arose in his eyes, which had been filled with despair.

Save me.

Please save me.

It was as if those unreachable words echoed and reached his ears.

Looking at those eyes, Kim Sun-woo moved his lips.

The sound of the nervously played BGM reached its climax.

Finally, when the sharp sound created by the violin strings reached its peak.

“Father.”

“Dad.”

Two voices rang out at the same time.

Once again.

The screen switched.

“Dad…… Dad.”

It was Kim Sun-woo as a child.

The child actor, Han Tae-joo, called out to his father in a thin voice that seemed about to break.

“Stop it.”

It was a word to his father, but it was too small.

The father, too, as if he couldn’t hear it.

He only repeated hitting the already dead person violently and mindlessly.

“Dad…….”

Little Kim Sun-woo faltered and stood up from his crouched body.

Anyone who saw that pitiful sight would not be able to hold back their pity and regret.

The shock of facing his father’s murder scene right in front of his eyes at such a young age.

The horror of being forcibly exposed to a dying person, no, a corpse.

That pitiful and unfortunate child gathers all his courage and takes one step at a time, slowly moving forward.

“Dad…….”

The frail voice calls out to his father once again.

The father, who had been soaked in madness, slowly turns his head.

Even the child, who had barely mustered up the courage, might be seriously injured if he was careless.

The background music, which had been creating anxiety since earlier, greatly amplified that tension.

What will happen to that child?

Will he be able to stop his father, who had just killed someone?

But the father is too big to stop, and the child is too small.

Since the grown-up Kim Sun-woo came out, we know that he was not killed.

But the human mind doesn’t work so rationally.

How harsh will the violence be that the father, whose eyes have turned to that small child, will pour out?

You don’t have to imagine it to guess.

But.

Fortunately or unfortunately, that didn’t happen.

Instead.

“There are too many traces left behind.”

A soft voice hit him in the back of the head.

Very hard, too.

*

What is this absurd sound?

Perhaps anyone who properly heard what the child actor said would think so.

However, if you look at the following scene, you probably won’t even think that.

Because you will be shocked that everything you have thought so far is turned upside down.

“What……?”

Kim Sun-woo’s father seemed to be the same, and the hand that had been hitting the corpse stopped.

“Why do you keep hitting him when he’s already dead?”

The voice was the same thin and frail voice as before, but the feeling was completely different.

The child, who had seemed endlessly weak and pitiful until now, was nowhere to be found.

“If you keep doing that, there will be too many traces left behind. What are you going to do if you get caught?”

The child, who seemed to have just entered school, approached his father, leaned over, and said that.

“If you leave a lot of traces by hitting him so much, everyone will suspect it, right? If there are many traces of being hit, you can assume that he had a bad relationship with the person.”

As much as it was a word spoken by a child who seemed to have just entered school.

The vocabulary and expression were poor.

But the meaning was very clear.

He’s not scared, and he’s not shocked.

He’s not blaming his father for committing the terrible act of murder.

The child calmly pointed out only objective facts.

In a situation where it is absolutely difficult to maintain objective reason.

“How many times do I have to tell you? Do you know how many times this is?”

The screen changed once again.

Kim Sun-woo, wearing a school uniform, frowned.

Not because he was afraid of his father committing murder in the middle of the living room.

Or because this situation was terrible.

“You should have developed learning skills by now. Why are you still so emotional?”

The frowned eyes were due to nothing other than displeasure.

“Ah, ah……. Sun-woo-ya……. it’s not like that…….”

Blink.

The victim, looking up from under them, blinked.

It was a sign that he couldn’t understand this conversation at all.

However, no one in the house had any intention of answering the victim’s question.

“The smell of alcohol…….”

“Sun-woo-ya! Wait a minute!”

The father urgently called out to Kim Sun-woo.

But Kim Sun-woo only looked at his father with cold eyes.

“Did I tell you not to drink alcohol or not?”

“I, I did. That’s, you see, Sun-woo-ya. I felt a little good today…… so I had just one drink. Just one drink. I didn’t drink any more.”

The person holding the weapon is Kim Sun-woo’s father.

It was none other than Kim Sun-woo’s father who stabbed the person to death with a knife.

But strangely enough, Kim Sun-woo’s father was desperate for Kim Sun-woo.

In any way, the power was on the father’s side, but the father even put down the knife and looked around.

“One drink? Do you see me as a moron who can’t even distinguish smells?”

“No. I didn’t mean to…….”

“I told you to quit if you’re going to act like this. Who’s going to clean up the mess, and why are you making things so troublesome again like this?”

“Tsk!”

Kim Sun-woo, as if dissatisfied, clicked his tongue and looked down at the floor.

He managed not to forget to lay down the plastic sheet, but his aim was a mess because he was drunk.

The plastic sheet that had been laid out was torn here and there, and blood was pooling on the floor of the room.

It was in a state worse than not laying it down.

“What am I supposed to do if you leave traces here and there so stupidly?”

The child, who had grown up a lot, criticized his father with clearer words than before.

“I’ve told you so many times that unnecessary traces increase the risk of being tracked. Do you even know how many lacerations I have to deal with thanks to you stabbing him so hard? You can find the knife my father used by the length and width of the knife. Do you think that’s all? I told you that if you calculate the force or angle applied when you plunged the knife, you can find out what age range, what gender, and what physical condition this person had when he committed this act.”

“I know. I know, but…….”

“If that happens, the probability that my father will be suspected will also increase.”

“Sun-woo-ya…….”

“You know that, but you’re doing this? Haa…….”

Now even his voice was filled with annoyance.

“I told you so many times not to drink because I was worried about this.”

“…….”

“Just move as I tell you to, Father.”

The middle-aged man, covered in blood, lowered his head.

He didn’t look like someone who had been happily hacking people to pieces just a moment ago.

And.

“I don’t know where to use you since you’re still so clumsy.”

“Sun-woo-ya…….”

“Just move as I tell you to, Father. Do you understand?”

“…….”

“Did you understand?”

“Y, yes…….”

Kim Sun-woo, who was urging in a cold voice, also.

The figure of the young child who had to witness his father’s murder pitifully in his childhood was nowhere to be found.