Chapter 46: It's an accident

Did I bicker with Noona for a long time?

Realizing she wasted too much time at my house, Noona immediately brought a huge delivery box and duct tape and placed them in front of me.

"Stop bullshitting now and get inside the box quickly. If you're late for dinner, there's really no answer, you know Dad who hasn't eaten is the scariest, right?"

"Hungry Dad is scary, his nerves are sharp so his actions are unpredictable. Okay, getting in quickly."

I grumbled and went inside the box, squatting down, and carefully threw a question at Noona who was about to seal the box with duct tape.

"By the way Noona, I have something to ask."

"Say it quickly, no time."

"What method should I use to buy even a little time from Dad? I want to use the safest method possible."

If I do nothing, the moment the box gets unboxed, I'll be caught by Dad's pot-lid-like hand and dragged to the Room of Truth.

If dragged to the room without anyone stopping him, I'll really get beaten like a dog on dog days and undergo mental re-education.

Since I did many wrongs, won't I be mechakucha (messily) trained for days?

Then the time to see Fox Beastkin pics or manga will disappear that much, and this could lead to a huge loss in life.

Absurd words, you say? Just wait a few days and binge-watch those pics or manga?

In those few days, a super hot Fox Beastkin manga might be uploaded and then taken down due to a warning.

What if that Fox Beastkin manga taken down was a new masterpiece of my life?

If it was a tremendous work that could guarantee Happy Time a whopping ten times?

I might come to hate Dad shedding tears of blood.

So.

"I can't get mentally re-educated by Dad, Noona. Please, tell me a method."

"For free (With bare mouth)?"

"You have more money than me, what free? Just help me out considering it saving your younger sibling once."

When I begged earnestly with twinkling eyes hard to refuse, Noona seemed to ponder something deeply, then slowly opened her mouth.

"Well, first just secure Mom somehow. If you hold Mom hostage, Dad will turn from a monster into a gentle sheep."

"I know that too, but the process of holding Mom hostage is the problem, right? I'll get dragged to the big room before I even approach Mom after getting unboxed, there's no way!"

"So you have to think of a way to stop Dad even for a moment. Prepare a tremendous comment to shake Dad's mentality, or use someone else as a substitute to block Dad's action."

Noona smirked and approached me closely, whispering quietly.

"How about taking Hyeok-jin too? He's your reliable boyfriend, right?"

"Don't bullshit me! Why would I date a bastard like that?"

Of course, lately he seems reliable, and kinda cool too, but...

"I am a man! That bastard is a man too! Such a relationship cannot be established!!!"

"But you're a woman now? Isn't it sufficiently possible?"

"Talk sense! Rather than doing it with that bastard, scissoring with Noona who has firm abs is... Ke-hek!!!"

Noona struck my crown strongly once again silencing me, punched a few breathing holes on the side of the box, and completely sealed the box.

"From now on until I say okay, shut up. If you open your mouth, I go to the police station, you might go straight to the lab. Understand?"

"..."

"Understand?"

"Yes."

After a while, I felt a floating sensation as if Noona lifted the box.

At the same time, the sound of the door lock opening was heard, and outside air began to flow in through the breathing holes.

Very refreshing outside air, different from the damp air inside the house ventilated once every few months.

Addicted to that freshness, I took a deep breath.

"Cough cough... Ku-heup...?"

I ended up coughing because of the cigarette smell coming in through the breathing hole.

...Fucked.

What if the person smoking reports it?

Dragged to the lab, having my fluffy, soft, and luscious tails disassembled one by one, filming misery porn while undergoing all sorts of experiments?

While arriving, I even wrote a misery novel in my head due to extreme fear, but fortunately, nothing happened as I heard the sound of a door opening and felt being thrown onto a seat.

And, the sound of the car starting was heard along with Noona's nervous voice.

"Fucking bitch! What if you cough there? Almost got caught!"

"I couldn't help it either! Do you know how torturous it was to smell cigarette smoke with a body that never smelled it before?"

What feeling should I say?

Should I say it felt like entering a burning house and inhaling smoke with all my might?

Maybe because the body's senses are so sensitive, the cigarette smell smelled like smoke from a fire, so barely holding back the cough was my best.

Trembling my voice in injustice and growling, Noona tapped the box as if telling me to stop.

"No matter how I look at it, this bitch is not a Gumiho but a Chihuahua? Personality is dog-level (Ji-ral-gyeon), how is this a Gumiho?"

"Compare what's comparable! A Chihuahua tail isn't this fluffy and luscious..."

"Just shut up! You tail fetishist bastard!"

Enraged Noona shook the box crazily with her right hand as if telling me to be quiet, and at this, I had no choice but to give up unfolding the Introduction to Fox Tail Studies and shut my mouth.

Motion sickness was so severe that if I spoke, I would vomit, and then my precious tails managed diligently for 2 hours would obviously be contaminated by vomit.

Awkward silence visited again like that.

Perhaps disliking such awkwardness, Noona spoke to me seriously yet carefully.

"By the way, you, are you going to keep living like that?"

"Telling me to shut up then suddenly picking a fight? Are you dissatisfied with me living like this?"

"Well, precisely speaking I don't want to interfere, but should I say it bothers me a little."

"What bothers you? Living like a hikikomori? Or, living giggling while drawing lewd pics?"

Isn't it fine if I'm sufficiently satisfied?

Besides, living like this helps others if anything, it doesn't cause harm, right?

Is doing the noble work of providing fap material to others a problematic life? I don't think so.

When I tilted my head and stared at Noona, Noona sighed and shook her head.

"Never mind, seems I said unnecessary words. Even if not living well, you're living satisfied, so pointing it out is weirder."

"In the first place, isn't there nothing to point out?"

"That's not it, in your case, there's too much to point out so I can't point it out."

Noona tapped the box telling me to have a conscience, and feeling grumpy at those words, I said.

"So, when is Noona getting married? Found a decent person?"

"This fucking bitch?!"

Added a word needlessly and got hit by a ruthless fist piercing through the box.

"Kkaeng!!!"

...Damn Noona, being this violent is why you don't get a boyfriend.

I thought about confidently telling her the reason she doesn't get a boyfriend, but since killing intent was flickering in Noona's eyes.

I buried that reason in my heart and didn't open my mouth until arriving at the main house.

"Arrived, when inside the house, I'll tap the top of the box twice, so you must be quiet until then?"

"Noona, can't you help just one more time?"

"If you're thinking of using Sister Shield, abandon hope. I don't want to get mentally re-educated for blocking needlessly."

"I'll give you 100k, no 200k as hiring fee! Please block him!"

"I won't do that even for 1 million won. Am I crazy to block Dad?"

"Wasn't Noona a crazy bitch?"

"..."

Seeing no words, seems Noona's help crossed the water (is gone).

Didn't expect it but still a bit disappointing.

If Noona helped, it would have ended easily.

Short time going from Noona's car to the main house.

I started quickly searching for a plan to stop Father's rough hands.

A way to shake Father's solid mentality...

If I use 'that word', wouldn't it make Father's mentality dust for a moment?

Finding a method, I laughed despicably, and Noona hearing that laughter asked me trembling in anxiety.

"You aren't thinking weird thoughts, right? Please end it normally, yeah?"

"It's okay, Noona. One word can stop Father, albeit briefly."

Though I might die afterwards.

When I spoke confidently, Noona whispered to me with a voice mixed half with curiosity and half with worry.

"Scarier because you speak so confidently, bastard. Before telling Dad, give me a hint just to me. What on earth are you planning to say to Dad?"

"Just wait a little and you'll know, endure until the finale."

I refused to answer, and Noona, eventually giving up on hearing the answer, must have arrived in front of the front door as she started pressing the door lock password.

Sound of the door opening heard after a while, and simultaneously Father's gruff voice heard.

"Did you bring him? Put it down in the living room."

Goosebumps rose at Father's voice inducing fear just by hearing it, but I tried to maintain composure and waited for Father to unbox the delivery box.

And, right before Father's rough hand touched my golden hair after the box was unboxed.

I, acting a wistful expression, said quietly with a voice only Father could hear.

"Father, I caused an accident (got someone pregnant/made a huge mistake)."