
"What the hell are you, "
"Detective"

I hate saying things twice
Again.. that feeling again. The feeling of being pressed. What kind of guy is he?
Is this the kind of aura that it gives off?
"I knew you would do that, detective, so I prepared another gift."
"I don't need that kind of thing."
Choaaaak-
When Park Jimin gave a signal with his hand, a cloud-like thing appeared from somewhere.
White gas was coming out and I quickly covered my mouth and nose with my sleeve.
After blocking it, I succeeded in breaking the doorknob with my foot.
I released the arm that was covering my mouth and nose from behind.
" ..shit... "
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When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a ceiling I had never seen before.
It was a light that looked expensive but was bright for a few seconds.
I was staring at the ceiling in a daze when I suddenly got up.
I was lying on a bed I had never seen before and then I remembered
I passed out after drinking that gas back then
Squeak-..
I heard the door opening and turned my head to see
Park Jimin was standing there looking at me and smiling creepily, just like before
He was wearing the same suit and black dress shoes without saying anything.
He came walking while making a noise and when the female protagonist told him not to come,
The sound of footsteps became as quiet as death.
" ..You're killing those people to bring me one now.
"Did you steal the jewels and other items from the store?"
" huh "
"You're so pretty,"
however?

What's wrong with that?
The heroine was speechless and let out a hollow laugh, which soon came out of her mouth.
The word came out
"People are dying because of what you did.
People have been hurt, so what's wrong with that?
"What on earth do you know about human life!!"
Jimin looked at Yeoju for a moment and then chuckled.
He walked slowly, laughing, and then backed away.
I tried to avoid it, but as I walked around the room, there was an end.
My back hit the cold wall and I leaned forward.
When I turned around, Park Jimin's face was already close
"Detective, when I'm looking for something, I mean, "

I got it by any means necessary
"But...it wasn't easy this time.
It was a bit difficult to get you out since you had to join the police force. "
Park Jimin's right hand touched the rest of Yeoju's hair.
I swept my jawline, tucking my hair behind my ear.
"So, why did you come looking for me?"
" ..You don't know how much I've been looking for you.. "
Park Jimin lowered his head and leaned against Yeoju's shoulder.
"I know you were born in an orphanage."
" !! "
"You...now you're going to do it, huh?"
We are left there

We made a family out of abandoned friends.
