These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy-Chapter 41Vol 2. : Turning a Corner, Meeting a Killer

This was already the second time a girl had pinned my head between her thighs—but neither time had taken me to heaven.

No, both times had dragged me straight to hell.

It was like the universe was mocking me: “Here’s your advance reward, because what’s coming next is going to be a nightmare.”

Last time, I nearly died.

And this time... she wants to cut off my finger?

What kind of sick joke is this?!

“MMMMMMM!”

At this point, I couldn’t afford to care about anything else. I struggled as hard as I could, moving any part of my body that could still move—like an insect caught in a spider’s web, desperately thrashing, trying to escape the bindings.

But Snowy Jiang wasn’t just holding me down by brute force—she was wrapping her limbs around mine in a practiced, deliberate way, using some kind of skillful grappling technique. No matter how hard I fought, she pinned me completely to the floor.

“Just... one.”

Even one is too much! You say you only want one finger now, but what about next time? Can you swear there won’t be a next time? You said the same thing last time—“just the nail,” right? And now look at you, coming back for more! And wait, didn’t you say it would be just the nail before? Now it’s the whole finger?!

I wanted to yell all that out, but my mouth was still gagged, so all I could do was grunt and glare at her with all my might.

Noticing my muffled protests, Snowy shifted her hips back, lowering herself to the floor, then trapped the top of my head between her thighs again—this time pressing the triangle of her lower body firmly against me.

“No way! When did it go from a nail to a finger?!”

As usual, she didn’t give me any kind of reason. She just looked down at me and offered her own idea of compensation.

“After... I’ll suck it.”

“...Huh? Suck what? You mean, like, suck on the wound? How long do you think you’d have to do that to make it better...”

“My saliva... heals.”

Wait, what?

Her saliva heals? Are you serious? Does she mean her spit has some kind of healing property?

But... no, she’s just a human girl... right?

“Why does your saliva have healing effects, Snowy? Are you not human anymore, just like Kan Tsukiyo?”

“...Maybe.”

What do you mean, maybe?! Do you not even know yourself?!

She seemed really close with Kan Tsukiyo, and I couldn’t forget that strange scene Kan Tsukiyo showed me... Snowy’s hair had turned completely white, her eyes red like blood. She was definitely connected to Kan Tsukiyo somehow...

Maybe they made a pact. Just like I shared spirit energy with Lili, maybe Snowy received some ghoul traits from Kan Tsukiyo.

That was probably the most reasonable explanation.

But even so, I wasn’t going to agree to her terms. I met her gaze, firm and unwavering.

“No way. It’s not about the pain—it’s just... no normal person wants to give up a piece of their body.”

“Even... if you can touch me?”

Cough cough cough! Don’t offer up your body so casually!!

“You little brat, you don’t even have all your body hair grown in yet! Don’t tempt me like that!”

Snowy Jiang tilted her head innocently and asked me in that soft voice:

“Ethan... doesn’t like me?”

Ugh, saying no would make me a liar.

But saying yes makes me sound like a pervert...

“I... I do like you, but...”

This isn’t about liking or not!

“Then... whatever you want.”

“...What?”

“My body... use it however you want.”

Pfft!

Did she just go straight for the nuclear option?! She really just offered up her whole body?!

The moment I met her eyes, dark thoughts surged up again. This time, the impulse was strong enough that my body actually reacted.

My heart was pounding. Wicked fantasies spilled through my mind like black ink, whispering to me:

Accept her. Just say yes. Then you can do whatever you want. No limits. You can break her if you want. No consequences.

Damn it!

No. No. No! Find some excuse. Any excuse. Say no—!

“...Just once, maybe...”

“As many... times as you want.”

She never hesitated. Every word was calm and decisive.

She never lied to me. She always showed me her raw, unfiltered self.

She was the same kind of person as me.

I felt it the first time we met—she and I were the same species.

And as they say, like attracts like. Maybe that’s why I found myself so drawn to her.

“Give me... your finger.”

There ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) was no emotion in her voice. It didn’t feel like a deal. More like a simple fact.

“Give me... a part of you...”

But still—

“...And I’ll give you all of me.”

It was a transaction.

She was offering her body in exchange for my mutilation. It wasn’t a fair deal—what she was giving was far more than what I’d lose.

But... if I gave her that finger, maybe I wouldn’t belong to myself anymore.

If I gave in to her body, wouldn’t I be selling myself completely?

So in the end... it was an equal exchange.

An exchange of bodies. Of selves.

“I’ll give you... everything I have.”

I knew this was wrong, but her voice was so seductive it was like a devil whispering in my ear.

Why? Why did her voice always shake me like this? Why did her every word awaken such desire in me?

Suddenly, nothing else seemed to matter anymore. If I could just hold her in my arms, nothing else mattered at all...

Give in to desire. Abandon resistance. Sink into it.

“Ah... ahh...”

My body stopped struggling. I didn’t even say yes—but I had already accepted.

Snowy smiled sweetly. She released my wrists, cupped my cheeks with her hands, then slowly leaned down...

I placed my hands over my chest and closed my eyes, ready for what was coming...

But then—heat. A searing heat, blazing through my chest. Like a fire had been lit inside me!

Wait—no. Not just heat.

It was hot. Too hot. Burning.

Can body temperature really go this high?

I couldn’t take it anymore—I winced, opened my eyes—

—and saw flames. Actual fire on my chest!

“WAAAAHHH! HOT HOT HOT HOT!!”

What the hell?! Am I spontaneously combusting?!

Wait, I was soaked in Snowy’s pee just a minute ago—how is this fire even burning?!

Where did it come from?!

“Mm...”

Snowy’s leg touched the flames, and she flinched, frowning, then backed away from me.

With her no longer pinning me down, I shot upright and tried to pat out the fire on my clothes—but it was useless. The fire spread fast.

I had no choice—I ripped off my jacket—

Wait—my gift!

It was still burning, but I gritted my teeth and shoved my hand into the flames to dig into the inner pocket for the magatama.

Found it!

I yanked it out and blew hard on my hand—

“Whoooo! Haaaa! Haaaaahhh...?!”

My hand wasn’t burned.

I could feel the heat, sure—but there was no injury.

The magatama in my palm had turned a fiery red... Was the flame coming from this?

Does this thing have some kind of mystical power?

Whatever it was, it also burned away all those twisted desires clouding my head.

And Snowy—she clearly didn’t want to get near those flames. The moment the fire sparked, she’d pulled away.

Now’s my chance!

I yanked the short knife out of my thigh, pushed off the ground with my right foot, and sprinted!

Snowy Jiang recovered fast and threw a dagger after me.

But I’d already predicted that—so I jumped, dodging the blade mid-air. She wasn’t trying to hurt me—just stop me from leaving. Once I understood that, it was easy to read her moves.

I didn’t pause. I threw myself against the window frame, braced on one arm, and leapt outside.

As I soared through the air, I flung the dagger away, hit the ground in a tumble through her overgrown backyard, and scraped my bare chest on the grass—but nothing serious. I could still run.

Scrambling up, I grabbed the fallen knife and looked back toward the window.

Snowy stood there, watching me. She didn’t jump after me. She just looked...

...and turned away.

I didn’t wait. I stuffed the knife into my waistband and bolted from the yard.

Back to square one. She’s chasing. I’m running.

Now where the hell do I hide?

I didn’t dare stay on the main streets. I stuck to side roads, searching for a clothing store.

Still shirtless, still rattled. I’d totally blown that golden opportunity... Or no, not blown it—I just couldn’t bring myself to hurt Snowy.

I always hesitate. Always soften.

And that’s why I almost got turned into the prey again.

That damn magatama saved me. Where did that flame come from, anyway? And why didn’t it burn me?

I raised the magatama close to my face.

The heat had vanished. It had turned back to its usual soft green.

Could this be... one of those legendary—

My train of thought got cut off when I slammed into something soft and squishy.

The rebound knocked me straight onto my butt.

“Ugh? What the...”

Two long legs stood before me.

I’d just run into someone.

Wait—a person? A real person?!

Thank God! Someone else is still alive!

I looked up in surprise, ready to beg for help, when the figure spoke.

“Oh my~ Little boy, your eyes are just so pretty~”

A sharp, feminine voice. Grating on the ears.

I rubbed my nose and looked up—just in time to see something that made my blood run cold.

Because what caught my attention wasn’t her face...

...but the name glowing in crimson red.

“I just wanna dig them out and have a taste, heehee~”

“!!!”

【Eye-Gouging Killer】

Tong Jialin

...Goddamn it.

Why the hell did I have to run into another killer?!