Devil Returns To School Days - Chapter 200

Epilogue, Retribution (2)

The past few years.

How did Oh Hye-ji live?

Kim Hyun-seong had never visited her during this time, but her life was already in the throes of hell.

‘…Shall we go out? So what if I meet Kim Hyun-seong again? But you can’t live like this forever. ‘I’m still young.’

He had a haggard face.

She was once very popular, but her skin and bones were so worn that her former face was no longer visible.

A day ago, I secretly went to the supermarket.

Ever since she accidentally bumped into Kim Hyun-seong, Oh Hye-ji has not dared to go outside.

If Kim Hyun-seong found out that he could walk around normally, the devil-like being might come looking for him with a knife. Just thinking about it made me scared. Oh Hye-ji went into prison herself, locked the door, and trembled in fear as she repeated the nightmare of meeting Kim Hyun-seong every day.

Time passed.

Meanwhile, the family fortune was falling apart, and I could hear my father’s voice drinking in the living room every day.

“How did my life end up like this?”

“I wasn’t asking for the fucking Golden Circle.”

“Fucking bitch.”

I heard footsteps.

and.

Bang bang bang!

“come out.”

“It’s because of you.”

“Why do I have to live like this!”

My caring father, who was called “daughter-in-law” from a young age.

At some point, the criticism turned towards Oh Hye-ji.

At first, my wife screamed at me not to do that, but as time went by, I could no longer hear her dissuading me. Because the lives of two people were consumed by one child. There was a need for someone to blame for the miserable reality.

Then one day.

The Golden Gate broke out.

Oh Hye-ji became even more frightened by the news coming from her only communication channel with the world.

“…Kim Hyun-seong will kill me if I go outside.”

Think about it.

He is not an ordinary person, but a monster capable of sniping at the Taeyang Group, so dealing with him, who is just an ordinary person, would be nothing. I dug deeper into the ground. As Lim Cheol-hyung’s list of requests was revealed, Oh Hye-ji’s name was also revealed, but fortunately she was able to avoid punishment. Rather than proving her guilt, Kim Hyun-seong did not suffer damage and instead fought back, so there was no evidence of damage.

A case that ended in an attempt.

I was ordered to do community service, and when I was forced to go out into the world, I felt like I had some breathing room.

I used a wheelchair outside.

I was happy that I could walk around outside even if I had to act like a cripple.

A year has passed since the Golden Gate exploded, and as time passes, Oh Hye-ji begins to think that Kim Hyun-seong may no longer be interested in a small child like her. The fact that he never came to visit during that time proved it to him. Oh Hye-ji was able to muster courage in the hope that was creeping up.

Put on your hat tightly.

Like the day I went to the supermarket.

I wandered outside again.

I stopped by a convenience store and went to a coin karaoke room.

Although people looked at me with criticism at home, whenever I was outside, I felt at least alive.

It was the same today.

An outing that has already been repeated several times.

I deliberately went to a convenience store far from my house.

Oh Hye-ji thought that if she did that, she would never encounter Kim Hyun-seong.

* * *

My heart sank.

The store manager’s face, which suddenly became distorted, looked like a demon to Oh Hye-ji’s eyes.

“That’s right, that fucking bitch.”

Tuk.

I put the bag down.

As she threw away her hat, Oh Hye-ji’s hair, which had become brittle due to lack of maintenance, was blowing in the wind.

“Hey, did you think I wouldn’t recognize you? Ha-I never imagined in my life that Oh Hye-ji would stop by my convenience store.”

“I’m sorry.”

I suddenly turned around.

As Oh Hye-ji hurriedly ran out of the convenience store, the store manager’s angry voice was heard.

“Get out of here you bitch. “I have no intention of selling anything to an animal that doesn’t even look like a human.”

I was out of my mind.

I ran home out of breath.

My eyes were spinning, and on the way back, people glanced at me as if they recognized me as Oh Hye-ji. I went straight into the room and slammed the door. She covered her ears no matter what her father said or not, and the moment she met the store manager a little while ago was repeated in her mind.

‘How did you recognize me?’

He is a person with no face to face.

Even though I ran into Kim Hyun-seong, the fact that a complete stranger recognized me was so shocking.

I took out my phone with trembling hands.

I never checked the articles for the past year.

Oh Hye-ji spent time completely cut off from the world, fearing that there would be articles related to her.

[Oh Hye-ji]

I searched for the name.

And in the results that pop up.

“…Ahhhh!”

I screamed and lost my phone.

The face became contemplative.

I knew that the list of clients had been made public a year ago, but according to the search results I had just searched, the identities of the clients and perpetrators had been revealed by someone. In particular, Oh Hye-ji was the most popular among them. If you look at the crime alone, it was nothing compared to the others, but the problem was that she was the one who commissioned ‘Kim Hyun-seong’, who opened the Golden Gate.

-Crazy bitch-

Wow, how could you ask for such a heinous task with a face like this?

-Now that I think about it, it’s a snowball. I touched Kim Hyun-seong without knowing what kind of person he was, and I ended up suffering this fate.

Oh Hye-ji’s face.

Oh Hye-ji’s new portrait.

Everything about Oh Hye-ji.

It was dug out one by one.

People flooded the Internet with posts criticizing and ridiculing the perpetrator, as if their life didn’t matter. I felt like I was losing my mind. When my request to Kim Hyun-seong was discovered and I was thrown into a corner of the room, I had no idea that this hell would last the rest of my life, even though the reality was grim. My father told me that he could walk just fine, and he believed that one day he would be able to live a new life.

But now.

Groundless beliefs have collapsed.

Eyes that lost focus looked into space.

“…How am I supposed to live now?”

Then I realized.

The fact that no matter how much time passes, not a single ounce of hope will be allowed in your life.

Even if it was an immature mistake from childhood.

The price of malice was too cruel.

* * *

Some prison.

A man rolled around on the floor.

Quadang!

“…Off.”

I swallowed a moan.

My cheeks were tingling.

An angry voice rang out over his head as he was still unable to come to his senses.

“Fuck you, you bastard told me to clean my room properly. Can’t you see this with your eyes? “Can’t you see these hairs?”

It was a raw house.

What the man called the head of the room caught with two fingers was a few strands of hair, and in a harsh environment like a prison, any further cleanliness was impossible. But the man knew how to act now that he was exposed to violence. I was in a position of recognition in society, but not here now.

“sorry. “I will do it right.”

“Yes, Youngcheol.”

Tuk-tuk.

I slapped my cheek.

The head of the room, who looked 10 years younger than him, made eye contact and chuckled.

“If you keep doing that, I think you’re going to die. okay?”

“…Yes, I will reflect on it.”

People around me giggled.

It was a pattern that always repeated.

Kim Young-cheol returned to his seat and when it was time to go to bed, he pulled the blanket up to his head.

“Wow.”

I covered my mouth.

If the sound of crying leaked out, you might get beaten up in the middle of the night for bad luck.

Kim Hyun-seong’s revelations.

Not only did Kim Young-cheol’s family fall apart, but he also suffered violence every day since he was taken to prison. At first, I kept my neck stiff and tried not to lose. However, there was no way to beat criminals who were accustomed to violence, and on the first day, they were beaten so hard that their teeth were broken, and the ranks were clearly organized.

Tears came to my eyes.

How did he end up in this situation?

When Kim Young-cheol thought that he would have to continue to live like this in the future, he was completely unconfident.

‘If you have to accept reality. I need a way to survive.’

I swallowed my tears.

There was a plan conceived in my imagination.

When watching TV programs, I heard that even serial killers these days live and are treated like human beings because of ‘this’.

That’s right.

It was to be reported to the Human Rights Commission.

* * *

A few days later.

A prison guard came to visit.

“I received a call from the Human Rights Commission yesterday. No matter how many criminals there are, I heard that the violence inside the prison is very serious, so everyone be careful. You are all criminals alike. “It’s a dog anyway, so don’t make a problem.”

“All right.”

“Then disperse.”

I took a step back.

Seeing the guard trying to leave, Kim Young-cheol became thoughtful and asked.

“Is this the end?”

“why. “What more do you need?”

“No…”

he trailed off.

Due to the eyes of those around him, he could not say that he had reported it to the Human Rights Commission.

The prison guard laughed.

“If you have any inconvenience while incarcerated, you can come visit me at any time. No matter how much influence the Human Rights Commission exerts here and there, ultimately, the working-level officials are the answer. Do you understand what I mean?”

“…All right.”

Kim Young-cheol was not stupid.

I knew it instinctively.

Even though the prison guards knew that Kim Young-cheol had reported it, they just buried it like it was nothing.

Squeak.

thud.

The door was closed.

Kim Young-cheol couldn’t look around.

He heard footsteps approaching him.

“Did you just hear that? The Human Rights Commission is a mess. Did you think we wouldn’t mess with you if you reported it there? This guy. “I knew you were Saenim, but I didn’t know you knew this much about the world.”

Sigh.

I was grabbed by the collar.

Kim Young-cheol looked up with a puzzled face.

“I’m sorry.”

“no. You don’t have to be sorry. I plan to keep tormenting you in the future. Usually, the longer you stay in prison, the less frequent the harassment becomes, but you are an exception. Until I am released from prison and even after I am released. “The harassment against you will continue until the handover.”

“…!”

The pupils shook.

I couldn’t figure out why I was doing this.

In the end, they could only say that they were all criminals, but could not say it out loud.

“You look like you don’t understand. You stupid bastard. You can tell just by looking at the prison guard’s reaction. If the prison guards ignore the words of the Human Rights Commission, it means that someone is using force to harass you. Thanks to this, my permanent deposit also increased significantly. And more than anything, the social perception of school violent criminals these days is very poor. “I wonder if they hate bastards like you more than gangsters.”

All doubts were resolved.

Malicious violence.

Prison neglect.

There was someone behind it.

Just as Kim Young-cheol ignored students’ violence, there was no way for Kim Young-cheol to escape the cruel reality of violence. The Human Rights Commission, which rushed over, was like ‘the person’. As a homeroom teacher, he crushed the student’s reality for personal gain. The last hope I held on to survive was cut short.

that day.

Kim Young-cheol was beaten like a dog.

I lost so much blood that I needed to be treated in a medical room.

The prison doctor did not ask any questions.

I didn’t know where I was hurt or what happened, but they just looked at me calmly and treated me like a machine.

And the next day.

It’s exercise time.

Everyone moved to the playground in unison, and Kim Young-cheol trudged along with a mess on his face. There was no longer any hope for him. He had to endure violence until he was released from prison, and even if he did get out, there was no future for him. While I was in prison, I became a complete stranger to my wife. I lost what little assets I had as alimony and lost my job, so I had no idea how to make a living.

Dozens of times a day.

The desire to commit suicide was intense.

However, Kim Young-cheol was a man who did not even have the courage to take his own life.

It was then.

On the way to the playground, Kim Young-cheol spotted a familiar face.

“…!”

Daehwan Oh.

It was him.

It seemed like he, who had been holding out until the end due to his chronic illness, had finally been moved to where Kim Young-cheol was.

Oh Dae-hwan, who was heading to a place other than the playground, had a messed up face, just like Kim Young-cheol.

So the two of them passed by.

They looked at each other with vague eyes, as if reminiscing about the past.