<h4>Chapter 145: Chapter 145: That Time of the Month…</h4>
[What do you guys think about the terrorist attack?]
[I’m so angry that it happened. This also means that even Korea isn’t safe from terrorist attacks. I hope our government does something about this soon.]
[Well, that’s obvious. Anyways, who is that vignte? Doesn’t anyone else think that it’s weird that someone was able to apprehend those criminals all by themselves?]
[It really is strange. When did she even show up?]
[What are you talking about?]
[Watch this video. See that person that just shows up at the entrance? I don’t think that it’s a ghost.]
[Wow, you’re right. I have goosebumps now.]
[I got so scared watching this. Like, the terrorist attack itself was bad enough. What’s even more shocking is that the person got all four terrorists by themselves.]
[But wait…is that a woman?]
[Can’t you tell? I thought it was obvious. Really sexy as well.]
[Yeah, I can see that now that I’m taking a closer look.]
[I don’t even need a closer look. I can just tell.]
[Why is she covering her face?]
[She probably didn’t want to be recognized. Maybe she’s famous?]
[That could be it, but I heard she crippled all the terrorists. Can she get charged for that?]
[Of course. Even if it was all done with good intentions, thew still exists.]
[Maybe thewmakers will see it as justified.]
[I’m sure herwyer and the judge will do what they think is best. I used to study politics...]
[Oh, you’re not awyer?]
[I am awyer.]
[Oh, sorry. I was confused for a second. My bad.]
[....]
“Sian, is that you?” Jia asked, pointing at the girl in the camera. Her nose and mouth were covered by a scarf while her eyes were covered by a pair of sunsses. I did my best to look innocent.
“No.”
“I think it is. She’s even wearing the same clothes as you.”
“No, she’s not,” I said stubbornly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. What would I be doing there? Besides, I’m not a ghost.”
“Um…” Jia looked even more confused. As for me, I did my best to stay calm. I didn’t even think that I could get caught by a ck box camera. If I hadn’t covered myself up…then again, I must say, I look pretty hot.
“I think she’s cool,” Hainan spoke up, gazing at the screen with admiring eyes. By she, of course, she means me. Not that she knows that it’s me. Hmph.
“Right? She’s like a heroine in a movie. She made all those guys pay for what they did,” Jia agreed.
“But she really looks like you, Sian.”
“Where?”
“Her butt. Look at it. It’s so full and curvy. Just like yours,” Hainan said, staring at my own butt. I did my best to tuck it in.
“All girls have butts like that.”
“Do they? But even the chest size looks the same,” Hainan said, moving her eyes to my chest area. I quickly crossed my arms.
“A lot of girls have boobs that big.”
I know that that’s not true. I fluctuate between a C-cup and a D-cup. This sort of chest is not normal.
“Is it really not you?” Jia asked me suspiciously.
“It’s not,” I said with a shrug.
The problem was that everyone else seemed to be thinking about the same thing. All thements online are saying that it’s me. Not to mention that the theory about me secretly being an alien is gaining more and more traction. Even Jinwoo came looking for me.
***
At a nearby café. At night on top of that. Ugh.
“Sian?”
“What?”
“....”
Jinwoo sipped his coffee in silence.
“I saw the news.”
“Awful, isn’t it? I can’t believe something like that happened here.”
“Six people died. It could’ve been more, but there wasn’t, thanks to you.”
“Yeah, well…” I said with a shrug.
“So it’s true?”
“What?”
“You’re the Shero vignte that showed up on the news?”
Oh yeah, the vignte has a name now. She and herobined. Shero.
“Yeah, right. It’s not me. What are you talking about?” Iughed, but Jinwoo didn’t stop staring at me. In fact, he seemed all the more determined.
“Everyone is saying that it’s you though?”
“You can’t even see her face. What proof do they have?”
“That’s your body.”
That’s true. A truly sexy and filled-out figure.
Jinwoo then continued, “Not to mention, her fierce fighting skills. Who else could it be? Besides, it’s not the first time you’de to someone’s rescue.”
“Hmm…”
Yeah, that’s true.
“You can at least tell me. Think of me as your father.”
Why would I do that? Crazy bastard.
“It’s the only way I can help you.”
“Um…”
Should I tell him? The only person who knows my full capabilities is Nayoung. Oh, and Gap-chan Lee from Han Entertainment. The thing is that I’m worried that Jinwoo will go and leak my story to every reporter he knows. Nothing good wille out of it and it will just get more annoying after that.
“It’s you, right?”
“Um…”
“Just tell me. I know that it’s you,” Jinwoo said, sounding certain.
“Okay, fine.”
There. I said it. If he’s going to protect me, he might as well know. And if he tells everyone, then he tells them. Then I’ll kill them for it.
“What?”
“It’s me.”
“Really?!” Jinwoo said, sounding shocked.
What the heck? And here I was, thinking that he already knew. What was he suddenly so surprised for?
“Wow! I mean, I always had my suspicions, but…wow~!”
‘You fucking asshole.’
I was sorely tempted to punch him at the moment.
“Is it really you? Really? You’re the Shero on the news?” Jinwoo asked one more time.
I nodded.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, you…Sir.”
Hey, he’s still the agency president. I need to watch my manners.
“Wow…I don’t believe this,” Jinwoo said, shaking his head in wonder.
“So that’s it, right? Then, I’ll just leave…”
“Wait.”
“What now?”
“Are you…I’m just asking…are you really a…an alien…?” Jinwoo asked. His face seemed rather hopeful as he leaned in for my answer.
“Yes,” I said.
“What?!” Jinwoo jumped out of his seat as he backed away from me.
“I can go now, right?”
I waved at Jinwoo, but he didn’t respond. So, I continued.
“Make sure to keep my identity a secret. Otherwise, there’s no knowing what might happen to you.”
“What?!”
“I’ll be leaving then. Bye.”
And so, I turned to leave. But then, he did it again.
“Wait!”
“Ugh! What now?” I snapped.
Jinwoo immediately ducked under a table. After a few seconds, he peeked out from under and gave me a sheepish look.
“I want proof!”
So, I gave him proof. I sped up and ran next to him in a sh, showing up behind him.
Tap tap.
Jinwoo turned around and at the very moment he saw me, he shrieked.
“Aah!”
His eyes were practically bulging out of his sockets.
“Do you want more?” I asked with a smile. Then, without waiting for an answer, I brought my hand down on the table.
Crash.
Crack.
The table split in two. Just then, Jinwoo ran to the entrance, opened the door, and sprinted out.
“Help!”
“You’re the one who wanted to see…” I muttered with a shake of my head.
***
The news about the terrorist remained a hot topic for the next few days. It was soon revealed that the terrorists were members of an active group from the Middle East. Meanwhile, the girl who apprehended them all still remained a mystery. For a while, people kept asking if it was me, but as there was no proof, the incident eventually died down. As I knew it would.
But one day, a strange man came looking for me.
“Are you Sian Lee?”
“Yes?”
“Please, sit.”
“Okay.”
I sat down at a table across from him.
“Do you like Americano?”
“No, I hate it.”
“Oh. What about a caramel mhiato?”
“I hate those as well.”
“Then what…”
“Red bean bingsoo,” I said, pointing at a bowl that costs 15,000 won.
“Isn’t it cold outside?”
“We’re not outside.”
Besides, I was hot. I’m always hot. Seething, really. Especially since I’m forced to physically be a girl. Not fair. I’m a man.
“Oh, okay. I’ll go order it.”
The man went to the counter and ordered bingsoo. Anyways, who is this man? He was Byungjoon Yoo and he worked for AV Entertainment, which was in charge of production and distribution of adult films. How did he get my number? I wish I knew. I was surprised to get a call from him, but I agreed to meet with him anyway because I was so curious.
“So why’d you want to see me?” I asked.
“Well, I figured if I spoke to your agency president, he’d definitely say no. So I wanted to speak with you directly.”
“Yeah, yeah. So what is it?” I asked bluntly. Honestly, my patience was wearing thin these days. Everything seemed to piss me off. Is it that time of the month? Oh yeah, I got my very first period today and it wasn’t pleasant. My head hurts and I’m just annoyed with everything.
“I wanted to schedule a photoshoot.”
“A photoshoot?”
“Yes.”
“Then, you should’ve just talked to Mr. Park. He’d allow anything if you pay him enough,” I said, sneaking in that little jab at Jinwoo.
“Well, I know that, but…um…the thing is…it’s a nude…photoshoot.”
“What?” I snapped.
“A nude photoshoot. You have such a beautiful body. I’ve never seen anything like it…and you’re so beautiful yourself…”
“Does it pay a lot?” I asked.
“Of course. You get paid 5 times more than a regr one.”
“That’s not enough. You expect me to expose my body to the world for only 5 times the pay?”
“I can give you up to 8 times,” Mr. Yoo said in a desperate manner.
Well, it’s not like my body is a dime a dozen. Not to mention, I’m in a popr girl group as well. If I did a nude photoshoot, no guy would be able to resist. But ugh, I’m a guy too, you know.
“Bastard.”
“W-what…”
“Even 1000 times is not enough, you fuck!”
Yeah, I mean, for 1000 times the pay, maybe. But 8 times? This guy is real funny.
“W-what? Why are you suddenly so angry…” Mr. Yoo said, looking rather offended, but it couldn’t be helped. I was on my first period and I wasn’t happy about it…or anything else. Add in the fact that he called me out here for this was just making me angrier.
“I’m not doing it, so don’t call me again.”
“Look. Sian…can I call you Sian? You’ll make so much money from this. It’ll be a huge win for the both of us.”
He didn’t know when to stop, did he? I began to stretch out my shoulders.
“You know I’m good at fighting, right? I’ll give you three seconds. One…two…”
“Okay, fine. I’ll go for now, but I’d like you to reconsider. Now’s the time to do a nude photoshoot. All you have to do is take off your clothes and close your eyes and…”
“You want to close your eyes forever?”
“N-no!”
With lightning speed, the man got out of his chair and ran out of the café. Coward. Although the fact that some of my murderous wrath had something to do with it. This period, man, I swear…