Chapter 47 (1/2)

Myohan didn’t like any of it. The bully was laughing at Myohan’s lack of emotion, but he wouldn’t blink an eye even if he tortured him so. Between Miho who didn’t cry for his friend’s death and him who didn’t feel guilty for making fun of it, who was the evil one? The answer was obvious.

“You just didn’t like Miho from the beginning. So you started bullying him, using anything you could for it. Am I wrong?”

“What are you talking about? Do you know how he used to behave?”

“And what does it have to do with you?”

The bully frowned. Myohan went on without giving him time to counter.

“Whether he weeps over his friend’s death or not, what does it have to do with you?”

“That’s…”

He looked dumbstruck. But Myohan didn’t think he was wrong. Even if Miho was really a cold-blooded person who didn’t feel sorrow when his loved ones died, it had nothing to do with the bully. It wasn’t a good excuse for bullying him, and he had no right to say such insults.

“You can cry as much as you want. Why are you messing with him when he has nothing to do with you?”

Tears couldn’t be the only way of expressing sorrow. Myohan didn’t know what Miho had been like at the time. However, after examining him for a few days, he knew that the boy had emotions and was just not good at expressing them. The bully was stupid enough not to realize even that simple fact, and Myohan sneered at him for that.

“Just admit you want to bully him. Don’t try to justify it with stupid reasons.”

He just wanted to bully Miho. He could bring out all kinds of reasons to justify his acts, but what he was doing was just plain wrong. Excluding Miho from their classmates, destroying his gym clothes, saying all kinds of insults… Whatever he thought as he did all that didn’t matter at all.

“You should have at least come up with a plausible reason. Why did you bring up his parents?”

What Myohan hated the most was that he kept mentioning Miho’s parents. He cursed and smiled coldly.

“You’re making this orphan really mad.”

“What the…”

“You must have gotten great family discipline, right?”

Myohan smiled and knocked the bully’s cheek. He knew talking more would only tire him. He couldn’t expect the bully to realize his wrongdoings and repent. He angrily raised a hand, but Myohan looked into his eyes with hardened face.

“What, you want to hit me?”

“You…!”

But he couldn’t strike Myohan. He knew what Myohan was up to. He could hear faint sounds from behind the wall, where O Shin and Jagyeom were hiding. They were muttering among themselves.

“You can’t, can you?”

Myohan was really good at provoking. As he had done with Myo Cheong’s bullies, he well knew which expression hurt their ego and which words made them snap. As soon as he sneered again, the bully started to turn red with rage.

“Oh, words are all you’ve got, aren’t they?”

What he said to make fun of others had to be what would humiliate him the most. Myohan shrugged and sighed, trying to sound to pitiful.

“I really feel bad for your parents. They must have rejoiced when you came along, not knowing what kind of scumbag you’d turn out to be.”

“What did you say?”

Myohan was using the same plan again of doing his best to piss the bully off so that he would hit him. It was almost the same, but there was one big difference.

“Oh, no, I take it back.”

Back then, Myo Cheong had been there to knock out the bullies, but now there was no one to stop this bully.

“They’re your parents. They must be no better than…”

He didn’t even get to finish the sentence. He was hit by a fist and he staggered back. Oh, shit, I bit my tongue.

“Hey!”

Miho got surprised and took a step forward. Myohan was standing in front of him and he hadn’t been able to stop it. He got angry, but Myohan stopped him.

The metallic taste of blood spread in his mouth. He had clenched his teeth, which was good, but he ended up biting his tongue as he had been in the middle of talking. He spit out blood and grinned. It was good that the bully was so stupid. He looked down at Myohan with disgust.

“You think I’m the one who’s got words only? You’re too weak and can’t even punch me properly.”

“Can’t you see what’s going on here?”