Breaking Up with the Heroine of the Female-Oriented Game - Chapter 102

Chapter 102

Dinner with Roxanne and the Villain Hunt (4)

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A back alley in Dongdocheon City, Gyeonggi Province.

A faint crescent moon hung high in the sky.

The night street, cloaked in darkness, was as quiet as ever. There was barely any sign of life. It was a rarely used alley.

Being an impoverished area, there were no CCTV cameras. No cars were parked, so there were no black boxes either. It was a place completely hidden from the human gaze.

Today, the alley seemed even more eerie.

Perhaps it was because of the murder cases that had occurred here over the years?

Primarily happening in deserted back alleys, slums, and outskirts, these mysterious murders took place late at night.

The victims had no apparent connections to each other, and the clean methods of the killings led the authorities to classify them as random, untraceable serial murders committed by the same culprit.

It had been quite some time since the first murder, but the investigation was still at a standstill.
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Since the killer struck only every few months, wandering across the vast Gyeonggi Province, identifying the criminal was exceedingly difficult.
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The case was stuck in a labyrinth with no way out.

“…Hiccup, ugh.”

Far down the alley.

A woman was stumbling clumsily through the street.

She appeared to be drunk, unable to maintain her balance, swaying precariously from side to side.

Her steps were so unstable that she looked as if she might fall at any moment. The woman eventually collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily.

As she hiccupped and buried her head in her arms, a young man passing by cautiously approached her.

It seemed he was concerned about a woman wandering alone and intoxicated in a dark alley at such a late hour.

Of course, one would worry if they saw an ordinary woman loitering in a deserted alley.

If, that is, she were an ordinary woman.

“Excuse me, are you okay?”

“…….”

“Excuse me?”

“…Ah.”

The woman slowly raised her head, her eyes dull and unfocused. She stared blankly at the young man. He had a rather sincere appearance. It seemed the sight of a drunken woman collapsed in an alley was too much for him to ignore.

The woman awkwardly tried to rise, but her body wasn’t cooperating due to her level of intoxication.

After a few more attempts, she finally managed to stand.

However, she immediately stumbled again.

As she was about to fall, the man instinctively reached out to support her.

“Whoa, are you alright?”

“Y-yes… thank you for helping me.”

“No problem, it’s nothing… huh?”

Stab.

The man could no longer speak.

A sharp, blood-red blade had pierced his abdomen.

The woman manipulated the blood flow inside him, wreaking havoc on his internal organs. His vital organs were shredded. This feels good. The sensation is satisfying.

“Haah~♪”

The man’s lips moved soundlessly as he died. The look on his face as he drew his last breath—how splendid.

The woman chuckled as she slowly withdrew the blade.

Though blood should have gushed out, thanks to the woman’s unique ability, she managed to keep the scene clean without spilling a single drop.

She had become all too familiar with murder. With an unsettling ease, she reabsorbed the red blade back into her body, liquefying it.

It was a blade hardened from her own blood, capable of being used and then reabsorbed at will.
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The murder weapon had disappeared without a trace.

“Why would you approach a strange woman like that? In times like these, don’t you know how dangerous people can be?”

The woman giggled.

She mocked the poor man’s kindness.

If he hadn’t meddled, he might not have died tonight.

His compassion had cost him his life.

Ah, but the feeling of taking a life… it was simply exhilarating.

As much as she wanted to savor the sight of life fading from his eyes, she couldn’t linger for too long.

If she wasn’t careful, someone else might discover her.

Of course, with her heightened senses, she could tell that there was no one within a radius of several dozen meters.

Still, she had her own set of rules.

The entire process, from killing to fleeing, had to be completed within 15 seconds.

It had only taken her around 5 seconds to kill the man. She had spent another 4 seconds messing around, so she still had 6 seconds left. Plenty of time to get far away from the scene before anyone arrived.

Her method of killing was primitive, but the chances of getting caught were low.

A night with limited visibility. A deserted alley with no CCTV or black boxes. A sparsely populated, rundown area. Her superhuman senses.

All these factors made it highly unlikely her crime would be discovered.

So far, her success had only boosted her confidence.

The woman glanced back at the man’s corpse and thought.

‘Ah… I’d love to collect some of his blood as a trophy… but leaving such solid evidence at home would be problematic…’

Like a protagonist in a certain crime drama, she wanted to collect the blood of her victims as a memento, but she had to be more cautious if she didn’t want to risk getting caught.

A sample of the victims’ blood linked to the serial killings?

That would be undeniable evidence.

‘How foolish. If I were really afraid of getting caught by the police, I shouldn’t have started this in the first place…’

But it was too late to stop now.

Murder was an addiction.

When was the first time she killed?

It was after she’d dropped out of the academy. She had been wandering through a back alley when an older man picked a fight with her, and she killed him.
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Back then, she’d been terrified of what she had done and fled the scene, trembling in fear for weeks, unable to leave her room.

Afraid that the police would catch her. Afraid that heroes would come for her.

She had lived in constant anxiety day after day, but, fortunately, the case went cold, and the police never found her.

Han Jihyo had buried the memory of that murder deep in her heart and tried to give up her dream of becoming a hero, focusing instead on becoming a novelist…

…But she could never forget the sensation of taking a life.

The thrill. Her pounding heart. The look in the victim’s eyes as their life drained away. The feeling of violating human dignity. The sense of superiority. She wanted to feel it all again.
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It was a thirst. A craving.

That first murder had awakened the villainous nature Han Jihyo had kept hidden deep inside.

‘It’s about time I got out of here… huh?’

Fizz.

Smoke began to rise from the man’s corpse.

With a strange, ethereal haze, the man’s form dissolved into dust.

As if he had never existed, his body completely disappeared—corpse, blood, clothes, everything.
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‘Could this be… a clone?’

A clone ability.

She had seen it a few times during her academy days.

It was the ability to create a clone identical to oneself in order to deceive enemies.

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‘Why a clone? Was this a trap?’

Realizing something had gone terribly wrong, Han Jihyo bit her lip and quickly tried to make her escape.

“You’re Han Jihyo, right? Surrender.”

“Y-yes… please surrender….”

“Is this woman really the serial killer?”

Several people, who had been concealing themselves with cloaking abilities, began to reveal themselves.

Almost ten people, all heavily armed. They were watching Han Jihyo closely, ready for battle.

They were all ability users. So, it was a trap after all. The concealment abilities had hidden them from her senses. Damn it, what the hell is this?

‘Who are these people?’

The police? The association? A clan?

Who on earth?

Had they been tailing her?

How had they identified Han Jihyo as the culprit?

There was no way to know at the moment.

But that wasn’t the important thing right now. What mattered now was finding a way to escape this situation.

“Han Jihyo, give it up. We’ve caught you in the act. We recorded you stabbing the clone.”

“…You know my name?”
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So, they knew something about her, huh?

Well, the fact that they had set up this trap and recorded her stabbing the clone was proof that they were confident she was the serial killer.

“Hah… this is troublesome.”

Han Jihyo sighed deeply.

It’s true, you get caught if you let the trail get too long.

Well, she had always anticipated that the police or heroes would catch on to her eventually.

She wasn’t optimistic enough to believe she’d never get caught. The serial murders had been reported on the news several times, after all.

The authorities were doing everything they could to find the culprit, so it was unreasonable to think she’d stay hidden forever.

But she hadn’t expected it to be today…

‘Getting caught so soon is a bit disappointing.’

But it couldn’t be helped.

It was time to give up her civilian identity.

From now on, she would be living as a full-fledged villain.

Well, at least she wouldn’t have to sneak around and kill people in fear of being caught anymore.

The thought of being able to freely kill without watching her back as a villain made her feel a bit more at ease.

‘Should I seek out Yoo Dahee…?’

She had been unsure when Yoo Dahee had first tried to recruit her into that strange organization called Rebellion.

But given the current situation, it seemed she’d have to rely on her for a while.

Well, she could think it over after getting out of this mess.

“Whoever you are, it’s best if you step aside unless you want to get hurt.”

Han Jihyo used the blade of her ring to slice her finger.

She reopened the wound from earlier when she had reabsorbed the blood weapon.

Soon, blood began to gush from the wound.

The blood droplets floated in the air around her.

The crimson liquid circled Han Jihyo, threatening those around her.

“So, it really is a blood manipulation ability.”

“It seems you’ve been doing your homework. You already knew this, didn’t you?”

Han Jihyo’s unique ability was Blood Manipulation.

It allowed her to control blood freely, making it incredibly versatile.

For example, she could accelerate the blood in her body to boost her physical abilities. She could expel blood and shoot it like a water cannon. She could coagulate or harden blood into weapons.

It was a nearly all-purpose ability, but most blood-manipulation users had one significant weakness.

They could only control their own blood.

A normal adult male has about 5.2 liters of blood in their body.

Losing even 10% of that can cause anemia, and losing 40% could result in death.

In other words, there was a clear limit to how much a blood manipulator could use their ability.

In a sense, it was like exchanging life for power.

But this limitation didn’t apply to Han Jihyo.

That’s because Han Jihyo could control not only her own blood but also the blood of others—whether it was dead blood or blood she came into contact with.

Her blood manipulation ability was on a completely different level from that of typical blood manipulators.

Her range of control was far broader.

That was why Yoo Dahee saw such great potential in Han Jihyo’s future.

The more Han Jihyo wounded her enemies, the more power she gained. She was an ability user perfectly suited for chaotic battles.

‘Though, this also gave her a critical weakness that other blood manipulators don’t have.’

A double-edged sword, if you will.

No one had ever discovered this weakness, but Han Jihyo’s blood manipulation had one fatal flaw.

And that was…

“W-wait a second?”

Fwaaah!

Suddenly, one of the men sprayed water.

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He seemed to be a water-type ability user.

As soon as the water touched the blood droplets, Han Jihyo’s control over them weakened, and the blood quickly lost its form and fell to the ground.
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Once the blood mixed with water, it became impossible to control.

“I’d heard about it, but water really is her weakness, huh?”

“No way, you? How did you…?”

Han Jihyo’s blood manipulation’s fatal weakness.

It was water.

Most blood manipulators could control blood regardless of whether it was mixed with water, but Han Jihyo was different.

Perhaps it was a side effect of her ability to control others’ blood, but for some reason, when her blood mixed with water, the osmotic pressure destroyed the red blood cells, making it impossible for her to control.

But how did they know about Han Jihyo’s weakness?

How could they possibly know?

She had hidden it so well. No one should have known.

End of Chapter.