22. The Talent Dismissed by the Generation and Rejected by the Heavens (2)
The uncle, fueled by alcohol, spewed all sorts of curses.
“Our adorable nephew! Your parents had the exact same expression!”
“Ugh. Cough, cough.”
“Ahahaha. Honey, weren’t we supposed to keep this a secret?”
“Hehehe. What can a little kid do even if he knows!”
It was a murder plot for the inheritance.
Park Jinsung’s parents were bound by the aunt while asleep and were struck in the head by the uncle wielding an F-grade bat.
Just like Park Jinsung was being hit now.
“Nephew, thanks to the money your parents left after dying, you’re living well like this. Hic. You know?”
“Ahaha. Now, get up? You should clean the floor you dirtied, right? Huh? Eh? Right??”
“Did uncle and aunt kill the dog…? Whimper. Did uncle and aunt kill mom and dad…?”
“Hic. Yes. They were a very good punching bag. You wouldn’t believe how refreshing it was. Every day is hard for us as a couple, but how well they lived, what made them so great? That stupid mutt was the same. Beating it to death had its taste in many ways.”
The uncle with his mouth corners mercilessly raised and the aunt laughing bizarrely.
The loss of his parents and two years of abuse shook the young Park Jinsung to his core. It tormented and gnawed at his soul from the depths of his bones.
Eventually.
“Ah, so annoying.”
The tangled and distorted soul appeared through the death of the dog, his only support.
[Complete murderous intent.]
World Soul Grade System: S
It might have been that the Edeya originally destined had finally revealed itself. Perhaps the soul was always that of a cruel murderer.
But regardless of how things turned out, Park Jinsung’s Edeya was at the center of all murderous intents in the world.
“Ahahaha, grin.”
Jinsung spat out mimicking his aunt’s laughter, and chanted onomatopoeia spoken by his uncle.
[Complete murderous intent.]
Comprehensive Combat Ability: S
It was the moment a ten-year-old Jinsung, a murderer with S-grade combat skills, was born.
“……”
An F-grade dagger was held in Jinsung’s right hand.
Killing with an F-grade weapon, possessing S-grade murderous intent.
The dagger was a result of the abuse carved by the F-grade uncle’s family. The deeply ingrained abuse in his heart took form as rage towards his uncle’s family.
“Huh? Hic. What’s with that dagger? Weren’t you unable to use Edeya? Kr, Krh, Krhahahahaha!! To think that you, my nephew, were also an F-grade! Honey! This idiot was also trash that couldn’t be recycled!!”
“Ahaha! Seeing this, he really is our nephew, right? Isn’t he??”
“Grin.”
Jinsung, with his right eye swollen, only lifted the corners of his mouth in a smile, not forgetting to mimic the onomatopoeia.
“Congratulations, nephew. Your dead parents would be proud of you in hell.”
The uncle’s words, said with a wide smile, were effective.
Crack.
In an instant, the rope binding Jinsung snapped. Apart from the destroyed rope, the once boiled murderous intent did not disappear.
The uncle’s tongue, which was about to laugh heartily, rolled on the floor as fresh as freshly cut tuna flesh.
“Ugh!!”
“Honey!!”
Jinsung did not give the aunt a chance to attend to the uncle.
He scratched the aunt’s right arm, reaching out to the uncle, in order of wrist, biceps, and triceps.
“Aah! My arm! My, my arm!!”
The aunt’s arm was miserably severed.
Taking advantage of the aunt rolling around holding her arm, Jinsung also gouged out both of her Achilles tendons. Then, he stomped on her just as she had done to him.
“Ahaha! Ah, ahahaha!! Auntieeee!!”
“Aaaah! Aah, aaaaah!!”
A collaboration of groans and ecstasy.
For a while, he stomped on them, but how much could it really hurt from a child stepping on them?
To ensure the aunt could never bind him again,
“Wait! Waitwaitwaitwait, kiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!”
He ruptured all the major muscles in the limbs in the form of a cross.
“Grin. Uncleuncleunclelooooong??”
“Ugh, ughuhugh!”
Jinsung left the sprawled aunt behind and went to the uncle.
He wanted to repay him with the bat, but coincidentally, there was no bat.
“Huh? Uncle?”
Jinsung began to thrash the uncle with the dagger. He vigorously beat him so he could never swing a bat again.
Since there was no intent to cut, the cuts did not go deep into the body. However, as it was a dagger, there were numerous large and small cuts.
“Hehe. Uncle did this too, right? Didn’t you??”
“Ughughugh…!!!”
He also ruptured all the major muscles in the uncle’s limbs.
“Ah… It’s too easy…”
There were too many routes to murder visible only to Jinsung. It was harder not to kill and just let them be.
“Why are people so easy, Uncle… Huh? Eh? Right? It’s too easy, Aunt!”
Jinsung deliberately avoided the lethal routes and stabbed the uncle and aunt.
He provided agonies that were not fatal but terribly painful.
“Sigh…”
A mere ten-year-old child let out a deep sigh. It was a thrill that rose from deep within.
Complete murderous intent dominated young Jinsung for hours. In other words,
“Ahuh. Sa, save me…”
“Ughughugh. Ughhhhh.”
It meant that the uncle and aunt suffered for an eternity in their perception.
Grin.
For hours, the child, a natural-born killer, kept the corners of his mouth raised.
“Ah… nice….”
The thrill that naturally seeped out was a bonus.
* * *
“Ugh. Where is this?”
“Oh. You’re awake?”
The first floor of Haeun High Special Training Battalion, now turned into a nurse’s office.
The place where Jinsung opened his eyes was where Korea’s top treatment specialists, boasted by the battalion, worked.
“Cough. Uh. Nurse? Then this is…”
“Yes. This is the nurse’s office. Oh! Don’t get up yet. It’s better to rest a bit more.”
“My head hurts so much… Ugh.”
The expression ‘feeling like one’s skull is being split open’ was made precisely for moments like this.
Pressing.
Jinsung pressed his temples firmly to hold onto his fleeting consciousness.
The white ceiling, the white blanket, and the white gown.
The surroundings that came into view were incredibly comfortable. It felt awkward for him, who was covered in blood all over his body.
“Covered in blood…? Hey, nurse!!”
“Oh… I thought this might happen. Could you try to calm down a bit more?”
The nurse, now called a military doctor, said with as much of a relaxed smile as possible.
It was a smile that had surely captured the hearts of many battalion members at least once. But, unfortunately, it didn’t work on Jinsung, whose eyes were flipped.
“The bank! What happened to the bank?! What about my squad members?! Lee Seunghwa?! And… Kim Seyun, the corporal…!!”
Suddenly.
Jinsung, who was almost frantic, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
All the events he had experienced flashed through his mind.
The not-so-disadvantage of complete murderous intent.
“……”
The experience of using Edeya enveloped Jinsung with a tingling sensation.
The feeling of his hands tearing through the hoodlums, the standoff with Kim Iljeong, the chase and fall after Byun Kiyoung.
He wished he could forget every action he took with a smile, as if it were all painted in black.
“Nurse… How are the others?”
“You were the only one who collapsed like this; all the other members of the 10th Platoon are fine.”
“All of them?”
“Yes. So don’t worry too much.”
“Ugh! My head!”
Jinsung was engulfed in panic once again.
For some reason, he couldn’t easily recall anything about Kim Seyun.
Specifically, it felt as if the last scene had been deceitfully erased. Whether he had slashed Kim Seyun or not was blurred like a foggy memory.
“Oh… Please, try to calm down. I might have to revise my opinion about you if this continues.”
“Where is the third squad leader?! Corporal Kim Seyun?!”
“If you’re talking about the White Jade Goblin, don’t worry too much. She’s probably at the school’s main gate.”
“Argh! Damn it!”
Having learned of the location, Jinsung hurriedly got out of bed.
His movements were as if a bomb was strapped to his body. Pushing aside the nurse, recognized by all battalion members as a beauty, he flung open the door of the nurse’s office.
“Sigh. She’s coming here right now… I only sent her to buy something to eat because she looked tired from taking care of you…”
The nurse added a note in the corner of the treatment chart, “Interrupts frequently. T_T”.
“Huff huff huff!”
Jinsung ran like a madman, literally out of his mind. It was hard to find a more fitting description since his mind was indeed elsewhere.
His run, with limbs flailing as if they had minds of their own, would have been quite a sight if a ghost were drawn behind him.
By the time Jinsung reached the center of the parade ground, a female student fitting the description of “White Jade” was passing through the battalion’s main gate.
Her fine hair, long and flowing, fluttered in the gentle breeze. Despite holding something bulky in both hands, the impression of her paleness couldn’t be erased.
“Huff huff huff…”
“Hm? Trainee?”
Jinsung fell to his knees in front of Kim Seyun.
“Ah, Ki, Kim Seyun…?”
“Hmm. You seem to be okay now? But why suddenly kneel?”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!”
It was like a dream. Jinsung burst into deep sobs right there.
The last scene was particularly blurry, but when he tried to recall, the sensation of having slashed felt overwhelmingly intense.
Had he killed a fellow student, he could never trust himself again.
“Why, why are you crying? Let’s not do this here, okay? If people see us, they might misunderstand.”
“Ughughuh!”
“Hey! I told you not to cry?! It looks like I’m breaking up with you! Stop! I’ll really hit you if you don’t stop!”
Regardless of Kim Seyun’s shaking or threats, Jinsung couldn’t stop his tears.
Fortunately, there was no one around in the battalion. Following the incident with Kim Iljeong, the battalion had declared a temporary week-long stand-down.
At the time of the incident, Byun Kiyoung, who had fled first, successfully called for backup.
The squad members left on the first floor somehow managed to capture one of the hoodlums who was groveling.
Casualties.
There were 27 security guards and 13 bank employees on duty at the time.
All the students from Seo Middle High and the squad members were physically okay. However, having experienced such a tragedy at a young age, some decided to drop out of school.
The teachers, notorious for their negligence, secretly agreed to self-harm amongst themselves.
“Absolutely! It’s a secret, teachers!! Otherwise, we all die!!”
The fact that Pest had attacked the teachers as well.
Since Pest had controlled all the nearby cameras, there was no way to verify independently.
Jinsung was the only one who had been unconscious for days. Even this was a cause for concern among those around him since Jinsung hadn’t sustained any injuries.
Of course, those around him were limited to the nurse and Kim Seyun.
The media widely covered Kim Iljeong’s incursion.
[Kim Iljeong’s first direct provocation! What will be the fate of the Korean Peninsula?!]
[Pest = North Korea. A inhumane group becomes a inhumane nation.]
[The children who drove away Kim Iljeong. About the members of the 2nd Company, 10th Platoon of Haeun High Special Training Battalion.]
While all the children received attention, Kim Seyun was undoubtedly the most highlighted.
Especially the battle on the first floor appeared to some as if she was on par with Kim Iljeong, which naturally brought her to the forefront.
Those who remained on the first floor were unaware of Jinsung’s presence. Everyone believed that Kim Seyun was the one who ultimately drove away Kim Iljeong.
[Young Hero, Kim Seyun]
[A Goblin to follow in the footsteps of Lee Shin appears.]
Kim Seyun felt that the interviews she had been giving for the past few days were far more exhausting than the battle at the bank. Therefore, she deliberately chose not to mention Jinsung based on her experience.
It was clear that no one would believe it even if she mentioned Jinsung. There was no need to make things difficult for Jinsung unnecessarily.
After all, even Kim Seyun herself found the situation hard to believe.
Jinsung, who had been targeting her neck, changed his strike to the horn at the last moment.
[Complete murderous intent]
It could only be turned off by taking the target’s Edeya or life.
Was it Kim Seyun’s misconception that she saw a moment of sadness in Jinsung’s expression?
To Kim Seyun, it seemed like Jinsung only felt relieved after slashing the horn.
“Hmph.”
In reality, Kim Seyun couldn’t properly react for even a moment to the last slash.
It had nothing to do with the difference in stamina or the presence of a weapon. She simply couldn’t see the dagger Jinsung was swinging.
Jinsung, after splitting the horn in two, lost consciousness as if he had collapsed.
The reason he had been lying in the nurse’s office was due to the damage from the fall, as far as Kim Seyun was concerned.
“Hey, trainee. Grab my hand already. How long are you going to sit there?”
“Sob! Thank you. Really, thank you, Corporal.”
“Hmph. I don’t know what you’re thanking me for, so just get up. Ouch! You’re heavy! It’s already hard enough with all the food.”
Kim Seyun helped Jinsung to his feet, his face a mess of tears, snot, and sand.
“Corporal… I…”
“Ah, stop it. You didn’t cut me. Okay? Isn’t that enough?”
“Thank you. Sob.”
“Sigh. The nurse, no, the military doctor would be shocked to see this. What a mess…”
Kim Seyun slung Jinsung’s left arm over her shoulder to support him.
The kind White Jade Goblin didn’t mind whether her clothes got stained with tears, snot, or dirt and sand.
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