Chapter 0: The end of a failed author

At 8:00 PM, at Narita International Airport, a man was waiting for his flight.

In the reflection of the glass, one could see the man’s haggard and pale face, looking like a vampire who had lived underground for a long time. However, he knew he wasn’t a vampire, but a human.

He looked around to see if he was being followed.

After ensuring there were no monitoring eyes around him, he dragged his suitcase into the restroom.

First, he threw his SIM card into the toilet and flushed it away. Then, he took out a prepared baseball cap and a fake beard from his suitcase. He used a bit of makeup to make his face look as old as possible.

In front of the mirror stood a man who looked like a 40-something artistic uncle. He let out a long sigh, seemingly relieved.

“We can go home soon. I’m so happy.”

A three-person family sitting nearby had a lively and cute daughter. They seemed to be travelers who had come to the country for a trip and were now preparing to go home.

Once, the man had been just like them, thinking it was a simple trip.

But the reality had far exceeded his expectations.

‘Home…’

Opening his slightly dry lips, his eyes grew a bit red.

The simple word “home” carried an incredibly heavy meaning.

“Gao, from now on, this is your home.”

Sweet and crazy words, accompanied by the clattering sound of chains, echoed in his ears.

The man jerked his head up as if he had received an electric shock, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot.

A few travelers looked at the man with some confusion.

‘Whew, it was just a hallucination…’ The man clenched his fists and whispered, ‘No matter what, I, Gao Sijin, must return home again…’

Let time pass a little faster.

Let the plane take him home quickly.

Gao Sijin, who appeared calm on the outside, was already experiencing a storm of emotions within.

He really didn’t want to be imprisoned anymore. Even if he were provided with fine clothes and food and didn’t have to worry about life, he had to obtain his freedom.

Ten minutes.

In ten minutes, the plane to Modu would save him and take him away from this hell.

He counted 600 seconds in his head. Finally, after reaching “600,” Gao Sijin stood up and lined up in order to check his ticket and board the plane.

Looking back, that woman still hadn’t chased after him.

‘Tsukiyuki Rio, I finally beat you once. Go to hell.’

For an author obsessed with yandere and reverse-push novels, being imprisoned by a beautiful girl for one year might have been good material for a story. But at the thought of the countless desperate cries during that year, which only resulted in countless days and nights of tireless humiliation, Gao Sijin’s heart sank to the bottom again.

Some wounds might never heal in a lifetime…

Following the information on his ticket, Gao Sijin found his seat.

Next to him was a kind-looking old woman. Her danger level was low, and it seemed she wasn’t an informant for the Tsukiyuki Foundation.

Furthermore, no matter how powerful Tsukiyuki Rio was, it was impossible for her to board a plane to catch someone.

This country was, for the time being, a place ruled by law. His worries were unnecessary.

The plane began to taxi on the runway, and it was about to take off.

Gao Sijin revealed a smile of relief.

Now, even if the plane crashed, he wouldn’t regret it.

He would rather die while charging forward.

But at that moment, everything that happened before his eyes caused his relaxed expression to freeze into a daze.

The plane did not take off. Instead, after running halfway down the runway, it suddenly stopped.

The sound of sirens came from outside. Several police cars blocked the front of the plane. Gao Sijin suddenly felt it difficult to breathe and struggled to pat his chest with his hand.

“Good day.”

A beautiful girl with a classic appearance, black hair, red lips, and skin as white as snow, walked onto the plane wearing a black kimono and geta.

Her words and actions appeared to be very well-bred.

What was most remarkable was that she had a peerless face, even far surpassing that of popular actresses.

Witchcraft and mystery were hidden within her beauty, making her look like a demonic blade that had been unsheathed to draw blood.

“Tsukiyuki Rio…”

Behind the young girl was a group of men dressed in police uniforms.

Gao Sijin didn’t know if they were real or fake police.

In any case, the outcome would be the same.

Gao Sijin was about to be captured.

He tried his best not to let his eyes meet Tsukiyuki Rio’s and decisively picked up a magazine to read.

A disguise like this shouldn’t be discovered.

Tsukiyuki Rio walked slowly through the plane.

This woman intentionally walked very, very slowly, like a traditional lady.

However, every time her geta stepped on the floor of the cabin, it made a loud noise.

This was her twisted hobby. She didn’t like to kill with one blow; she liked the torture of a slow blade cutting flesh.

Tsukiyuki Rio passed by Gao Sijin.

“Eh, how strange. Where did Gao go? Did the Gao who wrote so many wonderful novels just vanish into thin air?”

Her fluent Chinese, which sounded almost authentic, was as pleasant as a yellow oriole’s song. But that didn’t change the fact that she was a predator.

Suddenly, a slender hand pressed down on Gao Sijin’s shoulder.

“Say, mister, do you know where Gao went?”

“How should I know?”

Gao Sijin, disguised as an uncle, said in a lowered voice.

At this moment, for some reason, Gao Sijin thought of the legend of the werewolf.

It was said that if someone tapped your shoulder from behind, you must never look back, or your throat would be bitten through…

However, Tsukiyuki Rio was a woman more terrifying than the werewolf in legends.

Gao Sijin swallowed. Time passed second by second.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Gao Sijin’s forehead.

Under such pressure, Gao Sijin finally couldn’t take it anymore. He jumped to his feet and tried to push past the police to escape.

“Qingxue, if you would.”

“Yes, Lady Tsukiyuki.”

Just as Gao Sijin pushed a policeman aside and tried to leave the cabin, a woman wearing a classic maid dress arrived behind him with the speed of lightning. A cold hand suddenly twisted Gao Sijin’s wrist behind his back, while the other hand pressed his head firmly against the floor.

The pain made Gao Sijin scream. The entire process took less than three seconds, and the maid had already subdued him.

“Behave yourself.”

“Damn it, let me go! Don’t force me to fight back! Once I get serious, I’ll knock you all down in an instant!”

However, Gao Sijin’s threat only resulted in a more intensified joint lock.

He felt like his bones were about to break.

“You’re playing for real, aren’t you? Fine, I apologize! Wait, wait, wait, miss, my arm is going to break!”

“Qingxue, just a little lesson is fine. If there’s an actual fracture, the medical expenses will be deducted from your salary.”

Only then did the maid relax the pressure on his joints.

Tsukiyuki Rio walked up to Gao Sijin and took off his baseball cap and fake beard.

“You even wore a mustache? Are you imitating Bishop Myriel from your novel? You’re so cute, like a child who won’t grow up. But you’re a bad boy, and bad boys must be punished. Now, come home with me obediently, Gao.”

— Click.

Tsukiyuki Rio used handcuffs to lock Gao Sijin’s hands together, and then he was dragged off the plane by the maid.

As the daughter of the Tsukiyuki Family, Tsukiyuki Rio was somewhat of a public figure. She glanced at the passengers she regarded as “commoners” and bowed gracefully to apologize.

“I have caused everyone trouble. My sincerest apologies.”

After the apology, the young girl disappeared from the cabin like a gust of wind, as if she had never appeared.