Lovely Monsters Chapter 61

[Poor Kim Heejo. For the first time, I felt something called compassion. My heart feels tingly, numb, and as heavy as if it were filled with dozens of stones. I wish he would give up staying in the human world as soon as possible and come here to live happily. Lion Head seems to like Kim Heejo too, but I still think that among the monsters, I am the one who treats Kim Heejo the best. Kim Heejo also likes XX with me. I hope he quickly forgets about that lover or whatever he left behind in the human world.

However, the choice I made today was not a very good method. During XX, I showed him a magazine printed with the face of an actor said to be famous for being handsome. Since they say humans get excited by visual things, I opened it to a page with some exposure, but Kim Heejo only looked at me with an expression like, ‘Hey, you fucker, what are you doing?’ Hmm, perhaps he wasn’t his type, so I will try again next time.

And as expected, I like Kim Heejo’s character the most. Every time I feel him quietly standing behind me holding a knife, it is thrilling. But Kim Heejo! It is no use no matter where you stab with that knife! How cute.]

After finishing today’s writing, Stacked Books put down the pen with satisfaction and went to shuffle the guest rooms. So that Kim Heejo could never reach Room 1. After that, he had time to manage the monsters and remove moisture from the books, just as Chains, Statue, and Lion Head did.

Recently, Stacked Books had been exposed to various types of moisture. This was because he would bathe Kim Heejo, or because he would take the body fluids Kim Heejo discharged head-on, even though he knew the books would get soaking wet. However, this was something well worth the risk of the pages becoming wrinkled, so Stacked Books waited for it every time.

After finishing the drying process like that, he was about to go look for Kim Heejo, but as luck would have it, Kim Heejo entered the guest room where Stacked Books was first.

[“Do, Dojin-ah, hello! Have you been well?”

Park Heesang talked to him, looking noticeably happy as soon as he saw Jung Dojin.]

Kim Heejo didn’t even accept the greeting. Instead, he reached out to Stacked Books and pulled out three books from the middle. Although it was a pity, it was good just having him sit nearby and read quietly for a long time.

What is with him today? Stacked Books decided to write in detail in today’s portion about how good Kim Heejo’s picture-perfect profile looked as he focused on reading without a word. And because one also had to observe diligently to write good prose, he turned his body forward, but kept the books turned toward Kim Heejo, staring at Kim Heejo ardently.

But why was it? Even though Stacked Books has no eyes, Kim Heejo suddenly stiffened as if he felt the gaze and looked over here.

“…!”

The moment Stacked Books flinched inadvertently, Kim Heejo spread the book he was reading with a cracking sound and sneered. He didn’t even stop there and began to fold the book backward with all his might. You shouldn’t do that…! When the spine of the book was ruined and on the verge of splitting in half, Stacked Books felt like he was about to faint. Nevertheless, Kim Heejo went a step further, and while staring at Stacked Books, he spat in the center of a page of another book. Furthermore, he crumpled and tore another book at random… and finally went to another guest room holding several pages in his hand so that they couldn’t even be repaired.

“….”

Heaven turned into a wretched hell. Stacked Books, who inadvertently slumped to his knees on the floor, was in deep despair and was unable to stack books for a while.

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[425. To be sad. To shed tears. To grieve. To be distressed. To tear one’s hair out. To wail. To scream. To sob. To have a hard time. To cry. To whimper. To be in pain. To shout. To be sorrowful. To mourn. To be mournful. To be pessimistic. To lament. To snivel. Tears like chicken droppings. Soundless crying… How mean, how mean, how mean, how mean… To fold a hardcover in half like that… To spit… If you were going to spit, you should have done it when you were on my side… It might have been a bit better if you had done that instead… And to tear the book apart like that…]

Stacked Books wrote today’s entry with trembling hands. However, he could not just keep being sad forever. He was a monster with a positive, strong spirit and a flexible way of thinking. Moreover, no matter how much he despaired like this, no answer would come out.

After much deliberation, he decided to read books such as <Hopeful Human Relationships>, <Speaking Carefully>, <Communication Without Regrets>, and <Conversation Methods of People on the Move>. Fortunately, a case similar to the current situation appeared in one book.

[Q: I have often felt greatly embarrassed or hurt by the minor actions of others since a long time ago. But these days, it has gone beyond that, and I am suffering as I repeatedly wonder if the other person had some other intention. What should I do in this case?

A: You must accept the action as it is. In other words, if someone gave you body wash, do not worry, ‘Do I smell?’ You should just end it by thinking, ‘That is a thankful thing.’ If there really was a problem, the other person will let you know again later, and it is not too late to worry starting then. Do not worry about things that haven’t happened.]

Accept the action as it is. Let’s not worry before things happen.

Stacked Books, who closed the book tightly and began to meditate, looked back at the things that happened with Kim Heejo one by one. What happened before Kim Heejo committed the eccentricities? He came to possess a knife. After that, he went around stabbing other monsters to death with it for a while, but he had never done such an act to Stacked Books.

He had merely stood behind him holding the knife. If he had wanted to stab, he would have stabbed long ago. If so, rather than putting meaning on the knife, he should focus on the fact that Kim Heejo watched him intently.

Why did he look?

…He probably looked because he wanted to look?

…At me?

Stacked Books’ pages fluttered. Kim Heejo stared intently at Stacked Books every time he spat on a book and gave it to him. Then, after closing the book with a sound… he handed it to Stacked Books without dropping it on the floor.

“….”

Spitting is an act of contempt. But Kim Heejo spat while looking at Stacked Books. And that was by even spreading the book open. Furthermore, when they did XX, he yelled as if he liked it.

Kim Heejo, who likes to do XX with Stacked Books, spread the book to both sides and then spat, and with such an intense gaze—!

“…!”

Stacked Books, who had been frozen for a moment, gained enlightenment and his body trembled.

…Ah, he’s sad because he wants to kiss me but can’t! Once he found the answer for the first time, all the questions began to connect like a lie. Tearing up the books and giving them also seemed to be an act stemming from a desire to leave his own mark.

No, certainly. Because Kim Heejo didn’t just tear them apart on the spot, but even took the books with him every single time. This was clearly an expression of a heart that wanted to possess a part of Stacked Books. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. To think I didn’t even know Kim Heejo’s heart until now…!

As he came to realize it, a sensation he had never felt in his life traveled a long way through Stacked Books’ body. Stacked Books, who inadvertently clutched his chest, got up to meet Kim Heejo. And luckily, not long after, he found Kim Heejo sleeping in a guest room.

The monsters were staying far away from Kim Heejo, but they were dripping saliva and ichor. Stacked Books took out a book while revealing his uncomfortable feelings exactly as they were.

[“Could you please clear all those things over there? Ah, they are no longer needed.”

When Han Yooseok ordered with a nonchalant expression, the organization members who entered through the door carried out the men who were still surrounding Choi Heeju as if they were objects. It meant to dispose of them.]