Godsent Top Star [EN]: Chapter 253

253. First Kill (2)

“You, you, what are you talking about……”

The reality he didn’t want to believe was gradually taking shape.

“You’re not asking because you really don’t know, are you?”

Rustle.

Kim Sun-woo moved, and the plastic sheet underneath made a sound.

“That’s just to confirm……!”

“Whatever the reason, it’s true that you go to the mountains often, right?”

That was right.

Around the time he started killing for the first time.

When he was still inexperienced in handling the aftermath, he went deep into the mountains to bury the remaining bodies.

After that, the man periodically went hiking.

To check if wild animals had dug them up.

Or if hikers picking herbs had discovered them.

The most reliable way to confirm was to see it with his own eyes.

“Thanks to that, I even got a reputation as a hiking enthusiast.”

It would also be strange to only go to the same place every time.

Therefore, the man had to continue hiking incessantly, even though it wasn’t his thing.

To become a person obsessed with hiking, the man climbed mountains several times, regardless of the weather.

People around him would click their tongues, saying he must have put honey on the mountain [meaning he was unusually drawn to it].

These past memories would serve as an excellent excuse in any way you look at it.

“It would be perfect to wrap things up by saying I went on a strenuous hike again after resting for a while, lost my footing, and went missing.”

For the past few years, the man had hardly gone hiking except when absolutely necessary.

This was thanks to Kim Sun-woo becoming more clever in handling things as he grew up, greatly reducing the need to go to the mountains.

Of course, that was just the superficial reason.

The more accurate reason was that the man had fallen into alcoholism.

But it didn’t matter.

The image he had built up over several years was quite strong.

“There’s only one good thing about Dad drinking.”

“……?”

“I can make the excuse that I went hiking while drunk.”

If he was drunk, the reason that he lost his footing while hiking becomes even more plausible.

“You, you…… are you really going to……!”

“Honestly, Dad isn’t great either. With the drinking.”

“What do you know to say such a thing!”

“Why wouldn’t I know? Isn’t it because you’re insulted by being ordered around by me?”

“Sun-woo, you…… you knew……?”

“Of course, I knew. Did you think I wouldn’t? You made it so obvious. You do things I told you not to do whenever you drink; if I couldn’t even notice that, we would have been caught already.”

As Kim Sun-woo said, the man began to fall into alcoholism as Kim Sun-woo’s head grew thicker [as Kim Sun-woo matured and became more cunning].

In the beginning, Kim Sun-woo’s existence was the man’s only salvation.

It was natural.

Without a capable son, he wouldn’t have had the means to enjoy killing like this.

No, not only that, but he wouldn’t have been able to walk around in society like this at all.

However, as goodwill continues, it becomes a right [people start taking it for granted].

‘I’ve been doing this for several years already! This kid still looks down on me.’

As the sense of crisis disappeared, what came was the inferiority complex that had been suppressed all along.

Would the man have enjoyed being lectured by a child?

Nevertheless, killing was incredibly addictive, and he couldn’t let it go.

So, he had no choice but to cling on like a parasite and continue killing.

However, his pride was still hurt.

Back then, he didn’t know anything and was flustered, so he followed the words of the young Kim Sun-woo.

He did so until he gradually became accustomed to the act of searching for targets and venting his murderous urges.

But that was already several years ago.

‘No matter what, I’m still his father, but he’s trying to win against me. How good is he that he’s telling me what to do? I can do well enough on my own!’

The inferiority complex the man had grew even larger when he drank.

The reason he did things his son told him not to do was also an expression of his inferiority complex.

He also had some confidence.

There were times when he acted as he pleased, thinking he had accumulated experience.

Those thoughts became even stronger when he was drunk.

Like the victim a while ago, he disobeyed Kim Sun-woo’s instructions and dragged anyone in to commit murder.

Forgetting that Kim Sun-woo was in charge of the cleanup.

The man was dissatisfied with the instructions Kim Sun-woo gave.

Without knowing that it was tightening the noose around his own neck.

‘This isn’t allowed, that isn’t allowed. Is he the adult, or am I the adult?’

A childish inferiority complex.

The inferiority complex shown by an incompetent father.

All of that was revealed hideously, but the man didn’t realize it.

Instead, the man rationalized it.

“Sun-woo, do you think you can do this without me?”

“……?”

Kim Sun-woo blinked and tilted his head.

A faint hope bloomed on the man’s face as he finally found a way out.

“You were actually enjoying it too. You can’t kill directly, so you’re enjoying killing people by sticking to this dad. Aren’t you?”

They were a kind of symbiotic relationship.

No.

Strictly speaking, the man was nothing more than a chess piece that Kim Sun-woo used.

However, Kim Sun-woo never committed murder directly in any situation.

The man persistently dug into that part.

“So, you need this dad, right? Huh? Sun-woo, think about it carefully. We’ve been good so far, haven’t we?”

“I don’t know.”

Instead of positive words, Kim Sun-woo fiddled with his hand wearing a black latex glove.

The hand, which had grown firm, clenched and unfolded.

The man’s eyes widened as he saw what the hand was looking for.

“Do you think you’ll be okay after doing this?! I’m going to report it to the police!”

The chilling smell of death rose to the tip of his throat.

The man desperately tried to control his body, trembling with fear, as if it were his last struggle, and shouted.

If persuasion doesn’t work, all that’s left is threat.

“Report?”

A snicker leaked from Kim Sun-woo’s lips.

“How are you going to report it? Are you going to confess that you’re a serial killer?”

“If I confess, you won’t be safe either, Sun-woo!”

“The police will believe that? That I’m the culprit of those unsolved cases. They’ll probably think I’m crazy, right? Besides, there’s no evidence. How are you going to prove it?”

“The evidence is…… in the mountain……!”

“Ah. It is in the mountain. But…….”

Rustle.

Kim Sun-woo, who had taken another step closer, tilted his head.

“Really. You must think I’m an idiot, Dad.”

“What do you mean…….”

“How are you going to get out? Do you think I’m going to let you out?”

A sneer settled on his kind face.

The man’s eyes widened at the unfamiliar appearance he had never shown before.

The man asked without realizing it, due to the alien sensation that covered his instinctive fear.

“Sun-woo, are you really Sun-woo?”

“Have you even lost your mind now…….”

Kim Sun-woo erased the sneer from his face.

Instead, he erased his expression and held up what he was holding.

Zziiip.

As he tore off the sticky duct tape, the man began to beg again.

Death was right in front of him.

The man knew that his son had never committed murder before, but he was more closely related to murder than anyone else.

“Sun-woo. Please…… I’ll do better, Dad……!”

If his mouth was blocked, even this plea would be impossible.

The man begged desperately, to the point of looking pathetic.

He curled up and trembled, crawling down to Kim Sun-woo’s feet.

“I’ll, I’ll quit drinking as you said, huh? I’ll do well from now on. I’ll do whatever you tell me to do, Sun-woo!”

The man looked up.

The eyes looking down at him were cold.

“Unfortunately, I don’t need chess pieces that act as they please. That hand. It keeps trembling. Doesn’t it?”

The man, whose alcohol dependence had worsened, would shake his hands whenever he didn’t drink.

The man quickly hid his trembling fingertips.

However, Kim Sun-woo’s cold gaze had already confirmed everything.

“Useless people deserve to die.”

Kim Sun-woo lowered his waist and said quietly.

The man stopped breathing when he heard those words.

“Sounds familiar, right?”

“Familiar……?”

“Yes. It’s what you said when you committed your first murder, Dad.”

The first murder he committed unintentionally.

At that time, the man muttered that to rationalize himself.

‘That guy deserved to die. Useless people deserve to die. He was a hopeless piece of trash who wouldn’t be of any help to society.’

The other person’s fault was just that he had an argument with the man.

The man had already been the worst as a human being.

The words ‘useless human’ that the man, who had been cut off by all his close friends and family, were just a rationalization of a loser who couldn’t self-reflect.

‘I’m not wrong. It’s not me who’s wrong, but the world that doesn’t recognize me. Other people’s eyes are wrong!’

The reason for the fight was also very trivial.

In a crowded restaurant, he was heavily drunk and caused a nuisance to the people at the next table.

It doesn’t happen every time, but it’s not uncommon.

That day was like that too.

“Oops. I’m sorry.”

A cheap barbecue restaurant where people who were heavily drunk from coming for the second round were lined up.

There, the man was covered in food.

Because a drunk person at the next table hit the server and the tray was overturned.

The other person sitting across from him apologized, but the tone was not at all sincere.

That was because he was also drunk.

It just so happened that the man was with a few friends who hadn’t cut him off yet.

“Ah~ damn it. You’re so unlucky. Hey. That’s dirty. Go wash your clothes!”

“You’re so unlucky. That’s why you got divorced. You spineless bastard.”

In fact, looking back, they were a bit ambiguous to call friends.

The man was always the weaker one in his relationship with them.

“I’m sorry. Huh? I’m sorry.”

The person who caused the accident also tried to gloss over it with words instead of a sincere apology.

It seemed like the situation was being resolved.

“You son of a bitch…….”

If the other person hadn’t managed to hear the man muttering so quietly, the man wouldn’t have said it out loud.

“What? What did you say just now? Did you curse just now? What? Son of a bitch? Did you say son of a bitch? You little bastard, where are you saying son of a bitch, son of a bitch!”

The man, startled by the drunk man who suddenly got angry and stood up, curled up.

Seeing that, his friends burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Look at that bastard cowering.”

“That’s why your wife ran away. You spineless bastard.”

It is also not uncommon for friction at a drinking party to turn into a fight.

The man was able to be safe thanks to his friends stopping him after he was grabbed by the collar.

Frankly, it was so one-sided that it couldn’t even be called a fight.

Thanks to that, the man was able to get off the suspect list based on his friends’ testimony in the subsequent investigation.

If it had been a normal day, the man’s anger would have ended there.

The man had no courage to harm others.

Perhaps that day would have ended with the man’s sense of defeat growing even bigger.

‘A piece of trash who doesn’t know how to apologize even after causing harm to others…….’

If the man, for whatever reason, hadn’t brought a weapon from home while drunk and waited for the other person to leave before attacking him.

It was a twisted anger, but the man didn’t think deeply.

-Dad.

A thin voice called out to the man.

Only then did the man come to his senses.

With his hands covered in blood.

“Useless people deserve to die.”

A cold voice pulled out the man’s mind.

“You always said that, Dad. Now I’m going to follow those words.”

“Sun-woo? Sun-woo?! No! Please! Ze…… Euuugh! Euugh!”

The tape ruthlessly covered the man’s mouth.

The man’s eyes, widened with fear, were zoomed in.

Kim Sun-woo’s hand approaching was reflected in his glassy eyes.

“I told you to listen to me.”

Uuuugh!

The man screamed.

A sinister voice covered it.

It was Kim Sun-woo’s.

First kill.