Chapter 95: ...there are more ways to get a cure besides drugs
It was bold of me. Very bold of me to mention the drugs, but I couldn’t stay quiet and do nothing about it.
Even if we get to minimize his cravings for blood and killing, if he continued taking those drugs, then it would eventually make him go crazy, and so many people, including the innocent, AKA me, would die.
I don’t care how I was going to do it, but I would make up some sort of explanation to get him to stop taking those drugs.
"Jo-Pil," he called.
But first, I’d have to make up an excuse as to how I knew he was taking drugs.
"There are signs of you taking drugs, master. And it’s causing the sparkle in your eyes to go dim." I said. It was the truth. "I like your eyes so much, master," I said with a soft tone and a soft expression. "So much that I got so angry that there was something that wanted to destroy the sparkles in your eyes. Did I act out of place?"
Jin-Yeok simply stared at my face, and I stared back at him, trying to figure out if there was any doubt in him, but there was none.
He simply... Looked guilty.
"Is it something that you can’t live without?" I asked, feigning ignorance. "Is it something that supports your life? Are you terminally ill?"
"No, Jo-Pil. I’m not terminally ill," he said, and I breathed out a sigh of relief.
"In that case, you’ll be able to stop it, right? I feel it will ruin you."