Your Sweet Breath (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 9
“They were after your life, weren’t they?”
……What did I just hear?
“A lowly minor demon for whom suppressing hunger is harder than breaking taboos.”
“…….”
“That’s exactly what it was.”
My whole body prickled at the languid voice.
Unable to move even a fingertip, Kang felt as if she were pinned down under supernatural force, wide awake yet utterly paralyzed.
Before her stiffened form, San straightened his posture.
The distance between them, once nearly touching, widened. San quietly looked down into Kang’s eyes, trembling aimlessly with shock and confusion.
I should’ve known it would come to this.
It would’ve been better for both of us to remain strangers.
Having reached his conclusion, he decided it was time to wrap things up.
“Isn’t this enough?”
Where his lingering smile had been, only a cold shadow remained.
Still struggling to grasp the situation, she blinked and asked,
“……What do you mean by that?”
“The answer was already set from the beginning. All I needed to do was feed you a plausible one.”
Only then did she understand.
“You still seem to be in a lot of pain. Why not rest a little longer while you’re at it?”
“…….”
“And while you’re resting, get yourself proper treatment too.”
He clearly thought she’d lost her mind.
So his earlier words were just him playing along with a madman’s nonsense—humoring her like she was insane.
Of course, the trap was that it had all been far too specific—but he probably didn’t care.
Just from seeing how easily everyone around her had been swept up in this absurd tale, she could tell exactly how San intended to handle the situation.
And at the same time, she realized something else.
Whatever secret this was, he was going to great lengths right now to keep it hidden and undisclosed.
So this was how it would play out?
She quickly steadied her rattled mind and regained her composure.
“If you’re thinking of brushing this off now, stop.”
She wasn’t the only one teetering on the edge of a cliff.
He must have approached her for a reason of his own, after all.
“I’ve now clearly confirmed you’re no ordinary human.”
At her words, San slowly lifted his lowered eyelids and met her gaze once more.
“If I’m not human?”
A breathy laugh escaped between his crimson lips.
“What do I look like to you?”
His gentle smile was, in truth, closer to a threat—
a silent warning not to ask anything further or seek any more answers.
But that kind of intimidation no longer worked on her.
Her hand shot out and seized his retreating black tie, yanking it sharply to close the distance between them once again.
At the precarious closeness where their noses nearly touched, Kang opened her eyes sharply and spoke.
“Why? Are you scared?”
“…….”
“Scared I’ll expose your true identity?”
Her eyes, staring at him from mere inches away, held not a shred of hesitation—
as if she’d never been frightened at all.
San held her gaze for a long moment before laying his hand over hers—her pale knuckles now trembling beneath his.
Then he clenched it tightly.
“There’s only one thing I’m ever afraid of.”
“…….”
“Failing to protect you.”
Their gazes locked in sharp opposition, neither side yielding an inch.
The thick, heavy air between them shattered the moment Sam Young returned, scattering back to its original state.
“My goodness! How long has it been!”
The Orphanage Director, who personally handled Kang’s makeup, greeted her warmly.
“Director, have you been well?”
“I’ve been fine. Are you doing okay now?”
“Yes. I’m alright.”
The Director clicked her tongue sympathetically as she stroked Kang’s unnaturally pale face.
“Oh dear, you must’ve been so frightened. Why are there so many lunatics these days? Someone like that really needs to be locked up properly.”
Midway through her passionate rant, the Director suddenly spotted San and her eyes widened.
“Oops!” she gasped involuntarily, then quickly approached and whispered,
“Who’s that incredibly imposing guy standing over there?”
“Oh—he’s my bodyguard.”
“Your bodyguard? Really? I thought he was a rookie actor. He’s way too handsome.”
The Director couldn’t tear her curious eyes away, wondering why someone with such looks wasn’t in the entertainment industry.
“Director, please drop the ulterior motives and get to work. At this rate, I’ll be late on my very first day back.”
Sam Young stepped in smoothly to cut off her gawking.
“Oh my! Look at me getting distracted! Sorry, sorry. And how have you been, Manager?”
“Thanks to you.”
“Ohoho.”
“Hahaha.”
His smile, markedly mechanical compared to the warmth he’d shown Kang, matched the Director’s own soulless grin.
Soon, the Director introduced a hairstylist Kang had never seen before.
“Oh, this is our new hairstylist.”
The woman greeted her.
“Hello. I’m Ji Eun.”
She had a striking short cut in a red-orange tone and deep violet lipstick.
“Hello.”
“You’re even more beautiful in person. I’m honestly a huge fan.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Clearly quite friendly, Ji Eun warmly led Kang along.
“I’ll shampoo your hair first. Will you come up to the second floor?”
When Ji Eun offered to shampoo her personally, the Director chimed in supportively.
“You’ve got to try Ji Eun’s scalp massage. I don’t know where she learned it, but her hands are absolutely magical!”
Kang gave a small smile and followed her upstairs to the shampoo room, while Sam Young stepped out to take a call.
Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, San stared blankly after the two women as they disappeared upstairs.
Upstairs, she lay down in her usual spot.
The hairstylist covered Kang’s face with a towel to keep water off, then skillfully checked the temperature before beginning to wash her hair.
“How’s the temperature?”
“Good.”
“And the pressure?”
“Yes. It’s fine.”
The Director hadn’t exaggerated—Ji Eun truly did have remarkable hands.
Kang’s tense muscles loosened pleasantly, and she nearly drifted off to sleep without realizing it.
But gradually, the hands that had been silently massaging her scalp began to press harder.
‘……This is starting to hurt a little.’
Just as her brow furrowed slightly from the pain—nails digging into her scalp like sharp points—
the hairstylist’s previously dazed eyes began to cloud over, her breathing growing heavier.
She inhaled deeply, as if savoring a scent.
“Haa……”
Her parted lips glistened with saliva, and her half-lidded eyes rolled back as she murmured softly,
“Delicious smell.”
The right hand that had been kneading Kang’s neck slowly withdrew.
Her black-painted nails reached toward the tool belt at her waist—and a sharp pair of hair shears appeared in her grip.
“I want to eat……”
I’ll eat it. I’ll eat you……
With an indistinct mutter, she raised the shears into the air—the blades glinting sharply.
The cold steel shot swiftly toward Kang’s throat.
And at that exact moment—
“Ugh!”
A large hand swept from behind, clamping over the hairstylist’s open mouth, muffling her.
In an instant, her body vanished into the shadow along the wall.
It happened so fast and silently that it seemed as if she’d been swallowed whole by the darkness.
Kang remained lying there, towel still over her face, oblivious to everything except the sound of hot water pouring down.
She hadn’t heard the hairstylist’s whispered words over the water.
Yet a strange chill crept over her.
“Teacher?”
She called out quietly, but received no answer.
After a long stretch of silence, she began to sense something was wrong.
……What’s going on? Did she go get something?
“Teacher? Where are you?”
Kang called again—but still, only silence answered.
At that very moment,
Inside the dark, unlit storage room,
“If you make a sound, I’ll kill you.”
The gentle voice carried chilling menace.
The shears she’d been holding were now pressed against her own throat.
The finely honed tip hovered dangerously close to her pulsating carotid artery, threatening to pierce it at any second.
Cold sweat trickled down her spine.
Her instinct screamed that death was imminent, and under the overwhelming pressure bearing down on her, her body locked up—unable to move even a finger.
“……Uuu.”
Her eyes, trembling with near-tears, flicked desperately toward her left.
Behind the crushing hand pressing against her jaw, a face emerged partially from the shadows.
“This is exactly why I hate vulgar creatures like you.”
“…….”
“You don’t know your place and try to devour anything indiscriminately.”
His crimson eyes bore into hers as he whispered into her ear,
“Pretend nothing happened. Then nothing will happen.”
Terrified, she nodded frantically—her eyes bloodshot with fear.
Moments later,
The hairstylist, her face slightly flushed, stepped out of the storage room and approached Kang.
Though her legs felt boneless and she could barely stand—let alone walk—deep-seated terror forced her onward.
“……I’ll finish shampooing you.”
Kang, her vision still blocked by the towel, couldn’t see the woman’s ashen face.
She only sensed an inexplicable urgency in the hurried motions of her hands.
CEO Hwang showed no leniency just because it was her first day back.
He was far too preoccupied with recouping losses from projects delayed or scrapped due to her sudden hiatus.
After leaving the shop, Kang began her first schedule with a magazine interview.
She returned to the office right away for a brief meeting, then had to accompany CEO Hwang to a dinner with industry contacts that evening.
It had been a very long day.
Had she not managed even a short nap earlier, she might have collapsed in the car already.
Sam Young, having safely concluded her schedule, encouraged her and hurried things along so she could get home quickly.
“Kang-ah, your fridge is probably empty, right?”
When he offered to buy her something simple to eat, San stopped him.
“Wouldn’t it be better to let her rest early tonight?”
“You’re right—she should.”
With just those words, Sam Young immediately gave up and turned to leave.
Kang didn’t even find the situation surprising anymore—she simply accepted it as normal.
After he left, the two of them entered the elevator side by side.
Once the card was scanned, floor buttons for both their levels were pressed in sequence.
For some reason, the silence in the enclosed space felt heavier than usual.
Kang broke the quiet first.
“You said you’d come whenever I called for you, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then… how should I call you?”
It might have sounded like a strange question.
But San answered without hesitation.
“Call my name.”
“…….”
“Because if you call, I won’t have any choice but to come.”
It was as strange a reply as the question had been.
Call his name.
Ding—
The heavy elevator doors slid open with the arrival chime.
Kang stepped out slowly and turned to look at San.
He was already gazing back at her.
“I need you.”
“…….”
“Enough that it wouldn’t matter even if you weren’t human.”
Whether he were an alien, a goblin, or something beyond imagination—
she hoped her desperate longing would reach him.
Of course, if Han San truly were an ordinary human, her words would be nothing but meaningless rambling. Yet he offered no reply—only a quiet, steady look.
“So wherever I am, whenever it may be—when I cry out your name in desperation…”
“…….”
“I hope you’ll never let it slip past you.”
At Kang’s earnest plea, San offered a smile as graceful as a painted figure.
Then, parting his tightly closed crimson lips, he bid her farewell.
“Good night.”
As the elevator doors closed, time seemed to stretch into slow motion.
Their gazes remained locked together until the doors shut completely.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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