Chapter 91: The Tiger Who Became a Cat (5)

“Before the day ends— I want to meet you again—”

“I want to meet you!”

Baek Yoorin loved singing.

She also loved dancing.

And she loved showcasing that even more. That’s why Baek Yoorin wanted to be an idol. It was a foolish dream, but she was a girl who longed for the stage more than money.

“So I’ll take the first step—”

“I’ll take the first step!”

Baek Yoorin beamed.

‘Ah, I really wanted to be an idol.’

‘I wanted to stand on stage.’

And in front of that man, she could be an idol again. Watching the man cheer and dance with a glowing lightstick, Baek Yoorin smirked.

It felt as though her heart was being filled.

It felt like she could finally affirm herself.

Energy surged through her.

So much so that she could dance with even more power.

No, it wasn’t just that. She wasn’t just regaining her strength—she was becoming stronger.

For that one audience member, Baek Yoorin gave it her all.

Of course, Yoo Hajin, who was watching the dance, could only think in awe.

When Baek Yoorin took a step forward, performing her bouncy “boing-boing” dance, all he could see was “boing-boing.” When she turned her back to finish the move, all he noticed was her beautifully defined back muscles.

And when she arched her back with her hips extended…

“Wow.”

Or swayed her hips gently before sitting down gracefully…

“Wowww.”

Or when she approached slowly, landing a soft, teasing kiss in front of his eyes…

“Ahh, I think my heart’s going to explode.”

Yoo Hajin was beginning to forget why he had come to the tiger’s den in the first place.

****

The assassination squad members were also starting to forget why they were there.

The tiger dances.

The tiger glints its eyes.

The tiger smiles.

The tiger sings.

“No, that’s Baek Yoorin.”

One assassin, holding on to his sanity through sheer willpower, muttered to himself.

He looked around, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.

The squad sent by the clans was tearing each other apart, wailing “Aaaahhhhh!” Meanwhile, the team from the Miruk cult was offering their own intestines in the hallway.

‘If it’s for the one who devours life, then I have no choice.’

‘ If I must present my offering, I have to do it now.’

“No.”

Far in the distance, the tiger grew more excited.

A creature that could only be described as a god—something so monstrous there were no words for it—spoke in an exhilarated tone.

“I want to kiss you—”

“Ah. Right.”

The assassin, barely holding on to his reason, looked down at himself. From his hands to his limbs, he was completely drenched in red.

Why is it so red?

“That’s right.”

‘To get out of here, I have to satisfy the tiger.’

‘ I better prepare a feast quickly.’

With that, the assassin drew his blade and charged at the nearest survivor.

****

“I want to kiss you—”

Baek Yoorin was truly beautiful.

I stared at her with a blank expression.

“Wh-what?”

Baek Yoorin slowly approached and sat on top of me. What? Is this part of the performance? Do idols do performances like this?

Baek Yoorin lightly sat on my waist.

She felt soft yet firm at the same time.

And there was a dampness—probably from the sweat she had worked up while dancing.

Baek Yoorin smiled sweetly and spoke.

“I want to kiss you.”

“A k-kiss, you say?”

Baek Yoorin was staring at me with a blank expression.

Her pupils were slightly unfocused, which was honestly creepy. Still, Baek Yoorin had lost her powers for now.

Which meant I could easily overpower her.

Without much concern, I asked, “A kiss? All of a sudden? Why?”

“Why? Grrr. Do I need a reason?”

“Of course, you do. Who just kisses someone out of the blue?”

Something felt off.

I subtly tried to push Baek Yoorin away.

But she didn’t budge.

“You kissed me earlier, didn’t you? And so passionately at that… pretending like you don’t remember…”

Muttering under her breath, Baek Yoorin began unbuttoning my shirt one button at a time. Damn it. At least she wasn’t tearing it off like she did with my pants the last time—that was a small blessing.

“You kissed me because you wanted to, didn’t you? Grrr.”

“That was to save you! Hey, wait.”

Suddenly, Baek Yoorin regained her strength.

No, maybe she had her strength all along?

Was she just pretending to be weak to fool me?

As she took off my shirt and pressed her body against mine, I could distinctly smell her sweat.

“You bad guy… You’re the one who seduced me first, weren’t you? Right?”

“What kind of twisted logic is that?!”

Yoo Hajin, you are being fooled again!

I’m so done with these kinds of endings!!!

Damn it. When strength levels are similar, escaping from the bottom position is no easy feat. If I ever get the chance, I really need to learn some ground techniques.

When I tried arching my back to slip out, Baek Yoorin clung to me, murmuring, “Ah, my lower belly feels so warm. Why is that…?” and grabbed both of my arms.

Our strength was evenly matched, but I had better potential for a brawl.

Yet Baek Yoorin started using grappling techniques.

It was a chaotic back-and-forth.

“You’re the bad one here. Watching my performance with such a cute smile, cheering so earnestly. It’s no different from begging me to jump you. Why are you enchanting me like this?”

Squeeeze—

Baek Yoorin pressed her body tightly against mine.

And with that, my arms were completely restrained.

“You’re the bad one. Y-you… male gigolo. Oh no, was that too harsh? I mean, you… host.”

Baek Yoorin was sweating profusely.

It was even damp enough to feel around her pants area.

At this rate, my Neo Armstrong cyclone Jet Armstrong cannon was bound to react.

Actually, it already started reacting during her dance!!!

“Wait, is this… a man’s… thing? W-wow.”

Baek Yoorin’s eyes were filled with excitement.

Overcome by instinct, her hand slowly slid toward my pants. Which meant one of my arms was now free.

I immediately pushed Baek Yoorin’s face away.

“Again?! Is this happening again? I trusted you this time!!!”

“Trusted… me? Ugh, fine. Let’s just date. I’ll treat you well, okay? I’ll cook for you every day, dance for you, sing for you. And, I’m Baekdu of the Cheonji. That’s someone higher than Celestial Immortal! I’ll give you plenty of allowance too. You can buy anything you want!”

“W-what. You’re rich? I can buy anything? Wait, hold on—Baekdu?”

“So stop resisting. You don’t want to get hurt, right? Just listen to me, and I’ll be gentle. Grrr.”

Should I just date Baek Yoorin?

Not because of the money, obviously.

Anyway.

But Baekdu?

Does dating Baek Yoorin mean I get VIP access to the Great Demon Gate?

But I didn’t think of Baek Yoorin as someone I loved. Though, if we dated, I might fall in love eventually, right?

Or I could do the same thing she did—pretend. Pretend to love her while using her to infiltrate the Great Demon Gate.

At that moment, an image of my younger sister, crying alone in the burning ruins of Louisville, flashed in my mind. No, wait. Jamsuni. That’s not important right now.

In any case, seeing how obsessed Baek Yoorin was, pretending to date her might be the only way to survive here.

But then… what happens to Jamsuni?

Could I bring Jamsuni here to live?

Probably not.

It was absolutely impossible.

The moment Jamsuni saw the tiger, she’d wet herself and run for her life. After all, the tiger’s mere breath could kill her—an overwhelmingly dominant spiritual being like that was out of her league.

Pretending to date Baek Yoorin meant abandoning Jamsuni.

Damn it.

There’s no other way.

The Great Demon Gate is right in front of me.

I’m closer than ever to Harin.

I looked at Baek Yoorin and said, “I can’t date you.”

“…! W-why not?”

“I have someone to take care of.”

Tears started to fall from Baek Yoorin’s eyes, one drop at a time.

“You’re so mean. You blatantly seduced me, and now this. You’re awful.”

“I never seduced you!”

“You stole my first kiss!”

“It was my first kiss too.”

“Really? Truly? Ugh.”

Baek Yoorin suddenly smiled.

Even crying, she was a beautiful woman.

“Then… this will be your first time too, won’t it? Grrr. I love it so much it’s making my lower belly ache.”

But being beautiful didn’t mean she wasn’t insane. Baek Yoorin was still targeting my pants—specifically, my groin.

“Hehe, hehehe. I promise I’ll be gentle, so just stay still.”

“Wait, hold on—”

Damn it, I should’ve learned some ground techniques. All this time, I relied solely on my physical strength, and now I deeply regretted it.

Baek Yoorin, this crazy woman, was using grappling techniques right now.

Stop using those skills to pin people down!!!

“W-who is it at such a crucial moment?!”

Just then, Baek Yoorin suddenly stood up.

Thank goodness.

Finally, I was free from Baek Yoorin’s soft yet sturdy thighs and her full, firm chest. Though… I felt oddly disappointed.

“Disappointed? Am I insane?”

I must have gone completely mad. Why would I even feel disappointed?

At that moment, Baek Yoorin stared into the air.

She muttered something as she gazed into the void.

“Three Thousand Worlds Gate, Cheonji, the ruler of the skies and lands…!”

And then, a woman appeared out of thin air.

It was a woman I knew well.

Or rather, someone who looked very much like a woman I knew.

“Baek Yoorin. While the skies of Cheonji are toiling, you’re here having all the fun.”

The woman, who resembled Nayu, immediately grabbed Baek Yoorin by the back of her neck.

– – – The End of The Chapter – – –

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