I Became the Husband of a Gender-Reversed World Idol chapter 11

11 – Bad b*tch (2)

“Yes… Calm down, Yeji!”

I thought Yeji would kill people like this, so I decided to stop her.

I don’t think my hand will get hurt since I’m hitting it with a cloth wrapped around my fist, but you never know.

“Calm down!”

I spit out a word and raise my fist.

“It looks like it!?”

Another fist.

I went in really strong.

“All these scumbags must die!”

It’s not wrong, so it’s a bit difficult to refute it.

Furthermore, it didn’t make sense for me, the victim, to refute Yeji, who protected me.

“But… Then that person will really die.”

“………Phew. Yes, if my life is ruined because of this trash, only I will lose.”

Yeji opened her shoe cabinet, rummaged through her tool box, took out her cable tie, and tied the thumbs of both her hands.

Then she connected her wrists with a slightly longer one and secured it.

Anyone can see that we look like kidnappers.

“Seonghwan. I’ll be watching this b*tch, so call the police.”

“Uh..Yeah. Okay. But what was the police station number?”

“112”

“That’s right, it was 112.”

I took out my cell phone and dialed the number.

This is my first time calling the police.

I ignored the emergency call and answered the phone.

“Hello?”

-Yes, this is the 112 emergency situation room. How can I help you?

“Well…Well…So what should I say?”

-Who is the reporter? You can speak slowly.

I told her everything, starting from turning on the washing machine to how the woman came back and rang her bell while I was eating with Yeji.

Then, a text message arrived saying that they would dispatch immediately.

-Your cell phone location has been searched for emergency rescue.

“Hey, is this location tracking or a machine?”

“Why? Ah, this… Is fascinating.”

Yeji looked at my phone while stepping on the head of the woman who didn’t know if she was a stalker, kidnapper, or rapist.

Then, suddenly, she pulled the woman’s hair and lifted her face.

As expected, a woman’s hair doesn’t fall out when pulled that much.

“Did you hear that? Your life is going to sh*t.”

“….f*ck you..”

Yeji let go of the hair she was holding.

And with a crashing sound the woman hit her head on the ground.

This must be sore.

***

“Then, please accompany me to the west.”

We boarded the police car to investigate the victim.

By the way, he must have been a red-light criminal, but even the forensic investigation team came and stuck at the entrance.

From what I’ve heard, it seems like these types of criminals mark the entrance with something like a marker so they can enjoy it for a long time.

Now that the culprit has been caught, she must be held accountable for all the incidents she has caused so far, so the pattern and traces left behind by the woman are investigated.

Wow, this is my first time reporting to the police and I have also ridden in all the police cars.

It’s amazing.

“That’s right. Sister Yeji, you don’t have to disguise yourself?”

“No one wears a disguise other than Ara. She’s special.”

“Hmm.. Is that so?”

Well, that’s up to you.

Even when it comes to personal privacy, it’s cool that she lives with pride in being a famous celebrity.

That means there is a lot of leeway.

We arrived at the police station and each went into the interrogation room.

Does it feel like a counseling center rather than a dark, single-lit place like you see in movies?

“So, when I came out, I saw that there was no invoice.”

“Yes. So I called her wife and she said she would send me sister Yeji…”

“Hmm.. I’m glad.”

“Yes?”

“Usually, if you fail on your first attempt, most people run away. If you try a second time, most of the crazy people have lost their minds, so you could have been in really big trouble.”

Definitely.

The first time, he was only carrying work gloves and duct tape, but the second time he came, he was even holding a kitchen knife.

Her hands and legs were tied and raped, and when she got tired of it, they stabbed her to death.

And secretly abandoning the body… Wow…

I suddenly became disgusted.

“Are you okay? Shall we stop now?”

“Yes… I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry. Is there anything in this world that the victim should feel sorry for?

Our police will take care of the rest.”

“U-eup…Please.”

I held back until the vomit came out and ran into the bathroom.

Then he stuck his head in the toilet and let the vomit out of his mouth.

I wasn’t even stabbed, but it felt like I had been stabbed in the back, and the feeling of cold, cold metal buried in my skin dominated my entire body.

Even though I know it’s just a delusion.

As I came out of the bathroom in a panic, Yeji handed me her handkerchief.

I took it and wiped around my mouth.

Sniff.. Fragrant smell.

“I’ll wash this and give it to you.”

“It’s okay. Give it to me.”

“Uh…”

It was taken away.

If this happens, the man is disqualified.

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“If you’re sorry, just cook me dinner tonight.”

“Are you okay with that?”

“Of course. Shall we go grocery shopping?”

Yeji came running to me right away when she heard that I was in danger.

In a way, he is a benefactor.

I laughed bitterly at the thought of asking me for dinner.

“How much do you like rice…”

“Honestly, I’d like to quit being an idol if I could just eat without working.”

“Huh?! You know that’s a statement that’s going to cause a lot of trouble, right?!”

“Kkkkkk, only you know.”

Suddenly it became a manly laugh…

It seems like he is sincere.

If I had just recorded it and uploaded it to Yeji’s fan cafe, I probably wouldn’t have lost a year’s worth of money.

When I came out of the police station, there was a huge crowd of people.

I’m holding a camera and a microphone…

Are those people reporters?

“Mr. Yeji? This is KGS reporter Lee Il-hwa! Can I interview you for a moment?!”

“This is reporter Kim Je-hee of The Shilla Ilbo! Please interview me about the reason you visited the police station!”

“Mr. Yeji!!!! This is reporter Kim Jae-woo of Jejung Ilbo!”

“Unhwa Ilbo’s…..”

“Nobel Newspaper…”

Numerous handshakes poured in for Yeji.

Like her professional self, she only answered moderately and pushed the reporters away.

It seems that even the reporters don’t know what happened.

“Seonghwan! Sister Yeji!”

At that time, we heard a voice calling us and a huge exhaust noise.

This is it.

Porsche Boxster GTS exhaust sound.

“Eunji? What are you doing here?”

“What’s going on? Ara told me to come here! Hurry up and get in!”

“This car seats two…”

“Um… I see.”

Should I say it’s Eunji-like that she doesn’t even care about that and drives a Porsche?

Then she suddenly started making bombshell remarks that she had never imagined.

“Yeji can ride it, and Seonghwan can ride on top of it!”

“…….”

“…….”

You’re suggesting that as a solution.

I wouldn’t know if I were a little kid.

He is a married man in his twenties.

No matter how close you are to your wife, sitting on her lap…

“Well, there’s no way! If I let you take a taxi, Ara will kill me!”

“No way, until I kill him…”

“No, I think it’s possible with Ara’s personality.”

Umm…

I can’t help it.

There is no choice but to ride.

“Okay. Don’t ever put the lid down. Okay?”

“Okay, okay. Instead, make me dinner!”

“Okay… Let’s stop by the house first and then go shopping.”

It seems like they really enjoy eating these women.

Yeji boarded first and sat on it.

I was thinking of suggesting sitting in the opposite direction, but I decided against it.

Posture, location, etc.

Because I felt like my big, big dragon would touch that place.

Once the two of us got on board, Eunji started stepping eagerly.

I feel like I’m dying of embarrassment, so please run slowly…

***

“Seonghwan! Are you okay?!”

When I arrived home, Ara greeted me with an anxious expression.

I guess I was worried all the way from Busan to here.

I’m shaking like this…No, I’m not shaking.

“It was okay because I had Yeji.”

“Yeji…No, Yeji, thank you so much.”

“Ahahahaha.. I even thanked Ara, and I feel lucky today.”

Yeji smiled shyly.

I smiled bitterly as I watched Ara repeatedly say thank you as she even took her hand and shook it.

“Ara, unnie! Don’t you thank me!?”

“Thank you so much, Eunji. I don’t know what to do for you.”

“Um… Can’t I come whenever I want to eat the food Seonghwan makes?”

“Oh, as long as Seonghwan is okay, it’s okay. But don’t come often.”

“……”

It looks like it won’t work on weekends.

And if it’s okay with me…

I never thought Ara would pass the blame on to me.

Eunji looks up at me with bright eyes.

Looking at you with such a cute face.

This is actually a threat. A threat.

“Ugh…Okay. Yeji, you can come anytime you want to eat too.”

“Don’t come here often.”

You are quite firm.

It looks like they are probably on guard.

There is no need for that…

Anyway, those two don’t think of me as a man and only think of me as Ara’s husband.

I just think of myself as Ara’s co-worker.

Eunji, Yeji, and I

Ara laughed when she saw that appearance.

That too in a big way.

***

“Phew… It’s over.”

“Good job.”

“Sister, aren’t you tired from going back and forth to Busan?”

I stroked Ara’s cheek.

This is because I was so thankful and sorry to this pretty wife who immediately came running to me saying she was worried about me.

Ara stroking her hand that I am stroking.

And then he hugged me tightly.

I can feel myself shaking a little and sniffling.

“I.. Was surprised.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I thought she would get angry with that woman if she heard those words… I was even more scared of what would happen to Seonghwan…”

“……..”

I pushed Ara’s shoulder as she was hugging me, putting a little distance between her.

Although she resisted a little, Ara couldn’t throw me away and had no choice but to show me her face with tears and snot running down her face.

I kissed her on the mouth without saying anything.

I inserted my saliva into her tongue and tasted Ara’s saliva.

Strongly yet gently, he played with her tongue like a cat playing with a small ball.

Is it because I shed all my tears and snot?

I could even taste the snot.

But I didn’t feel bad at all.

When I thought it came from Ara, instead of feeling disgusted, I was excited and wanted to taste it even more.

Then, he stroked her breasts and caressed them, matching the strong yet soft deep kisses.

The soft breasts that seem both small and big make me excited every time I touch them.

Only ‘Ara’ can make me excited.

I have already become unable to live without Ara.

“Sister, please take responsibility.”

“Yes… I will feed Seonghwan.”

“No… Ah…”

And Ara pushed me and made me fall.

That day, I somehow felt even more loveable because Ara coveted me more intensely than usual.