I Was Kidnapped By a Yandere Writer
Chapter 31

It was not a funny situation. Even though the hands that had clenched his cheek and ripped his wrist were touching him, he did not feel scared at this moment.

The hands that were wrapped around his waist somehow felt cute.

The little body clinging to him looked fragile.

It was dangerous situation. The mind that needed to work for his escape was now focused on her.

All the nerves in Dokyun’s body were focused on the warmth he was feeling from her.

Dokyun noticed that his condition was somehow strange, and opened his mouth to shake off the strange feelings in his body.

“Do you like it that much?”

“Yes…”

Eun-ah, who had buried her head in Dokyun’s arms, replied with a drowsy voice.

“It’s s-soft… a-and warm… I-I like it…”

Suddenly, in Dokyun’s mind, the contents of the diary he had seen the day before overlapped with her voice.

[My mother praised me and hugged me tightly.]

[I really liked that it was soft and warm.]

At that thought, Dokyun’s fingertips trembled.

The sentence he had tried to erase from his mind shook him again.

As expected, he had read some very unnecessary content.

The crooked, bouncing letters that were buried with emotions, and the traces of her in the past stabbed Dokyun’s mind.

“Haha…”

He really had read something unnecessary. The feelings that made him feel uncomfortable seemed to raise their heads again.

‘Think of something else, something different.’

‘I had to find a way to escape, I had to find a clue to escape.’

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Fortunately, Dokyun had a good excuse to divert his attention.

With a deep breath, Dokyun’s mouth began to open.

“Miss Eun-ah.”

“Yes…”

“Aren’t you curious about me?”

“Yes…?”

Her head, which had been resting on Dokyun’s chest, lifted. Above her lifted head, her questioning eyes stared at him.

Dokyun met her gaze and spoke again.

“Coming to think of it, I think we still don’t know a lot about each other.”

“Ugh…”

At Dokyun’s words, her head tilted to the side. Her eyebrows furrowed as if she didn’t want to admit it.

“No?”

“Euhh…no, you’re right.”

When Dokyun asked her again, Eun-ah expressed her affirmation, as if she had no words to refute. Dokyun felt that his idea had worked, and spat out the word he prepared for her.

“So, how about we ask each other questions one by one?”

“A Q&A game…?”

“Yes, a Q&A game.”

“Euhh…”

At Dokyun’s words, Eun-ah rolled her eyes and took on the appearance of contemplation, then nodded her head broadly as if she had finished her thoughts and replied.

“T-that’s good…!”

Dokyun, who was watching her, silently rejoiced to himself.

‘Done!’

It worked.

Fortunately, it seemed that she did not have any suspicions about why he was asking this question.

Dokyun didn’t bring up this topic just to avoid the situation and change his thoughts.

It was for the password to the front door, a clue he got from her going out the previous day. It was a method that he came up with while thinking about finding out those 8 numbers.

When it came to 8-digit numbers, people usually use the date of birth a lot, so he thought it would be a good excuse to find out about her, so he planned this question and answer game.

Even if the 8-digit number wasn’t her birthdate, he thought this Q&A would be a good excuse to get to know her a little better so that he could avoid triggering her in everyday life without even realizing it.

Dokyun raised the corners of his mouth feeling amused and then said to the woman who was looking at him.

“Then shall I ask you a question first?”

“Yes…!”

“Then… how old is Eun-ah?”

He started with the age question. As it felt unnatural to ask for the full dates of birth at once, so he had to slowly ask them one by one.

Dokyun put on the kindest expression he could think of and looked at her.

“Uhmm…”

Eun-ah lowered her head and glanced at Dokyun, who was looking at her, and then said while holding up her index and middle fingers.

“Twenty-two?”

Her head nodded slightly. Dokyun felt a small surprise.

‘She is younger than I thought.’

He had thought she was a bit older because of the tone of her writing. Plus, she was so skinny and her hair covered most of her face, making it hard to see.

Dokyun hid his emotions of surprise and spoke in a malicious tone as he looked at her with her head lowered.

“You are a kid.”

“Oh no, I’m not…”

Her arms around Dokyun’s waist tightened. Her face, which had been facing him, was buried in his chest.

“I’m an adult…!”

Apparently, it seemed like she was feeling humiliated by being younger than him.

Although her reaction was amusing, Dokyun thought it would be better to stop here before it turns into a trigger.

After thinking about it, Dokyun gently stroked her forehead to soothe her and then asked her a question.

“Miss Eun-ah, do you have any questions for me?”

Since it was in a question-and-answer format, he had to follow the rules and ask and answer one question at a time, without making her feel strange or losing her attention.

Soon, her mouth opened, and a question popped out.

“Um, what is your favorite color…?”

Favorite color… It was not the best for the first question of game, and if it was a blind date, it would have been a question that would make the favorability rating plummet, but since this was not a blind date and he was in a state where he couldn’t read her mind, he had to hide such thoughts and answer truthfully.

“I… I like white. It feels clean and cozy. How about Eun-ah?”

He answered the question and tried to maintain the flow of the conversation.

When Dokyun returned the question to her, Eun-ah seemed to be thinking for a moment, and she answered while putting more strength into her arms around him.

“Th-the color of Mr. Bee…”

“Aha…?”

‘What color is that?’

‘What is it? What color is my color?’

‘Is she asking about my skin color? Is this woman a racist who judges people by their skin color?’

Numerous questions passed by Dokyun’s mind, but he, who endured them, continued with a smile.

“Another question? What else do you want to know?”

“Well… What’s your favorite food?”

It was a safe question.

Dokyun had a suitable answer for it.

“Hmm… I’ve lived alone for a long time, so I like food that someone else makes for me.”

“Uh-huh…?”

Eun-ah tilted her head to the side. Dokyun looked at her and stroked her hair again, then continued.

“The rice cooked by Eun-ah is the best.”

“Heheh…”

Eun-ah blushed and lowered her head.

He decided to answer the questions in a way that would make her happy and comfortable.

Dokyun smiled lightly at Eun-ah, who was embarrassed, and then opened his mouth to asked another question.

“Then what kind of food does Eun-ah like the most?”

“I-I…”

Her lips quivered as she looked down.

“Y-you, Mr. Bee…”

“Yes?”

“Mr. Bee is my favorite…”

“That…I-I’m not food, though?”

Dokyun said with a look of bewilderment at the words he heard.

“Hehe…”

The sound of laughter echoed softly. Eun-ah pulled her arms away from Dokyun, who she had been hugging, and quickly replied while brushing her chest.

“Y-yeah, you’re right…”

Chills ran down Dokyun’s back.

‘Is this girl…?’

Only then did Dokyun understand exactly what she meant.

This woman couldn’t hold back and was trying to make a move on him again. He felt a cold sweat running down his back.

Dokyun forced a smile, pulling up the corners of his trembling lips, and responded to her words.

“Hahaha…”

“Hehe…”

The fingers rubbing his chest moved in the direction of his nipples.

“Well then!”

“Huh…?”

“Now it’s Eun-ah’s turn, right?”

Dokyun hurriedly spoke out at the feeling of her fingers on his nipples and turned her attention away.

“Umm…”

Her face was once again filled with concern.

That woman had just given him a warning. It was a sharp warning that couldn’t be taken lightly. He almost ended up going to bed with her.

‘Ugh, This lewd…’

As Dokyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the top of her head, the next question popped out of her mouth.

“What… what’s your favorite book?”

“My favorite book…”

This one was a bit unexpected. His favorite book…

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If I said that it was a fresh unpopular novel, the light would disappear from that woman’s eyes, so it would be correct to spit out a different answer.

“[The Bug Catcher Girl].”

“Hehehe…”

A roar of laughter was heard.

‘Sorry, my dear babies…’

‘I couldn’t bear to speak the truth, so I let you guys down.’

Dokyun felt a bitter feeling and tears were about to fall, but he somehow managed to shake it off and came up with a question.

Watching her behavior, it seemed like it was okay to throw a bait.

After thinking, Dokyun’s mouth finally opened.

“When is your favorite season?”

“Ugh… summer…”

“Ah”

Dokyun asked while smiling warmly at her as she stared at him.

“It’s the season you were born.”

Her face, looking up at him, blushed shyly and nodded.

‘I knew you’d answer that way..’

It would be strange if the woman who already knew his personal information and address didn’t know his birthday? He was worried about what to do if she answered a different season, but luckily, she gave the answer he wanted.

Now it was time to pick up the bait.

“Come to think of it… When is your birthday, Miss Eun-ah? Oh, does that count as two questions?”

Dokyun made a face as if he realized something and laughed awkwardly. Eun-ah looked at him and answered hastily.

“It’s April 16th…!”

“Oh… it’s in the spring?”

“Yes…!”

’22 years old… April 6th.’

‘20000416’

If the calculations were correct, that would be it.

‘Next, I had to create an opportunity to verify that number.’

Recognizing that his actions had worked, Dokyun felt a sense of satisfaction welling up inside him and continued talking to her.

“Sorry. Since I asked two questions, Eun-ah should asks two questions too.”

“Yes!”

After a short time, Eun-ah, who started to think about it, opened her mouth again.

“Well, then what’s clothes you like and…”

“Clothes?”

“Um…”

Her face turned red as she struggled to find the right words, and her hand, which was holding onto her collar, was trembling.

Dokyun patted her back with a smile and comforted her, who seemed to be tensed.

“Just tell me. I’ll answer everything for you.”

Gulp.

It seemed like she was swallowing her saliva. Eventually, Eun-ah closed her eyes tightly and asked her question.

“What’s your ideal type…?”

Dokyun had the illusion that there was a gulping sound. After her words, Eun-ah’s face turned as red as it possibly could. Her eyes were wandering, and her face seemed like tears would burst out if she was poked.

It was a face that screamed “I’m so embarrassed I could die!” to anyone who saw it.

It was an awkward face. Dokyun tried to hold back his laughter and gave her an answer.

“Um, the clothes I like… I like neat clothes.”

“Yes, yes…”

“My ideal type is…”

Gulp.

In the silence created by Dokyun, Eun-ah’s swallowing sound echoed loudly. When he lowered his head, he saw her staring at him as if she was holding her breath.

Seeing Eun-ah like that, Dokyun put a small smile on his lips, narrowed his arms, and hugged her tightly before spitting out an answer.

“Eun-ah is my ideal type.”

“…”

There was no reaction. Dokyun wondered if he had done something wrong, so he hurriedly raised his head and looked at her.

“…Miss Eun-ah?”

Eun-ah’s face reflected in Dokyun’s eyes.

‘…What is it?’

Her lips were melting and trembling. Her pupils were shaking as if there had been an earthquake. Her tiny nostrils were quivering.

Literally, her face was completely melted.

“Miss Eun-ah?”

When he pressed her cheeks with his fingers, a burst of laughter erupted from her mouth.

“Hehe…”

Watching her, Dokyun muttered a phrase that came to his mind.

‘It was fucking easy.’

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