Callie holds the table tight and looks at Jack with gleaming eyes. It was just a puppy waiting for praise from its owner. I pressed down the smile coming up out of my throat. If people had tails, Callie's tail would be shaking invisibly right now.

"Really? You killed them all?"

"Yes! All of them! Leave nothing behind!"

I painted the crescent of the eye in the mask. An innocent child who had lived in a difficult family environment was reborn as a murderer. He's into his own tricks, too. It was as if he had truly become a demon.

'Did you lead us not into temptation?'

When I was a child, I heard a myth in the church where I followed my friend briefly. I suddenly remembered that verse because I thought I was the subject of the test. Jack, however, gives Callie a generous compliment without hesitation.

"Well done. That was really good. Yeah. because they're not worth living in the world."

Be friendly like a parent praising a child, gentle like a teacher praising a student. I complimented Callie's 'accomplishments' with a gentle voice. Callie is happy to run. Perhaps he is holding all the happiness of the world in his face.

"Just like Jack taught me! They won't bother me anymore!"

"That's great. So you killed them all?"

Callie pauses as she speaks as if she were a child telling her tale with a 100-point test paper. Jack tilts his head in response. You couldn't kill them all? I thought you said you killed them all. Callie glances into the mask and sees Jack's eyes. Then he hesitates.

"Hey · · · · · · ·, I didn't just kill the little guy."

How many witnesses have you killed? '

Jack thought it was unnecessary. If he didn't want to live as a criminal in reality, he should not have been found out, and then it was natural to kill witnesses. That's what Jack thought. But Callie's last words even made Jack pause for a moment.

"Him, too · · · · · · · · · ·."

This was unexpected. Jack looks at Callie. I felt a tingling sensation. I thought he was afraid of getting in trouble. What was interesting was that he was just afraid of getting scolded by Jack, but there was nothing wrong with killing his father.

"Man, I bet that went wrong, huh?"

Speak in a crawling voice. Jack shakes his head.

"No, you did well with that, too."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, it's true. I'm just a little surprised, so don't worry about it. I honestly didn't think Callie was gonna kill him. But it's not wrong. No, it's the right thing to do. He deserves to die because he abandoned his parenting obligations and abused Callie."

The more Jack speaks, the clearer Callie feels. It's invisible because of the mask, but it's clear that Callie's face is smiling brightly. Jack smiled happily.

'But I can't believe I killed my father.'

Of course, I didn't mean to offend Callie for killing her father. Others may still rebuke Callie for how she killed him, but comedy is no different if she blames her father for her murder.

"Why don't you tell me how you killed them?"

Callie's words turned pale. I still wanted to boast about my "successful accomplishments." Callie takes a short breath and begins to boast of her work.

A woman who proudly kills three people, including her father, and burns the building to death, and proudly unravels a horrific story about the body, and a man listening to it face to face. It seemed to be a scene from a great thriller movie that covered a dark background and dreary music.

Jack hears Callie's whole story, touching his jaw and thinking.

'I had a breakthrough variable, but I killed my father, too, and he went completely mad.'

Of course, what "crazy" meant was not a light-year with a flower on her head, but a similar type to her. You know, you're a natural, Callie's a form.

Is Callie the boss now? '

He only committed the act of killing in the game, but in reality he was a good man. But Callie was already a murderer who killed three people in real life. Callie was clearly ahead of herself in her career, but she didn't kill anyone in real life.

Callie crookes her chin and gazes at Jack, who is dazed. I felt my heart pounding, pounding, and my body's blood flowing faster. That was cool. Callie felt it.

'Surely this is love?'

I had never felt love before, but I was sure it was love. Haven't experienced it, so I couldn't know forever. But in addition to that, Callie felt another emotion. I want to follow the Humans in front of me. Like a follower of God. Callie ponders for a while. And I could barely figure out what it was.

It was worship.

A prophet who taught me how to get out of the spider webs he suffered. A Silver Man who has allowed his lifestyle to be used for his own happiness. The man in front of me was the object of love and the god of faith.

"Hey, Jack."

Callie holds her head together and opens her mouth.

"Do you mind if I meet Jack in real life?"

I can feel him looking at me. My heart flutters with the thought that a word of rejection might come from a dagger. What if I think it's offensive? Why don't we just get out of the room angry? If that's how you never see me again.

I started to think of all the stars because of the tension. Although I could not bear the feeling of being drunken, I immediately regretted it. As Callie waits for Jack's reply in such tension, he opens his mouth after a moment of silence.

"Well, I don't think I want to. '

I'm not angry, but I definitely refused to come back. Callie feels her strength draining.

"Well, why not?"

"Well, for one thing, I don't like to be told who I am. surprisingly cowardly. I'm very reluctant to reveal my identity."

"I will never teach anyone who you are! I promise!"

"Even so."

Jack shakes his head. Callie was corrupt because of herself, but she couldn't believe it revealed her true identity on her own. But when Callie saw Jack like that, she was heartbroken. Eventually, I had to use the final method I had in mind.

"Well, you can use the jewelry of the contract there."

Jack looks back at Callie.

"I heard that too. The jewelry of the contract can affect reality. A jewel in the contract would suffice."

"Hmm · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Jack rubs his chin and thinks. Okay, I'm thinking about it. Callie, who had hope, said her last words.

"Slavery is fine!"

Told you. Told you. Callie glances at Jack.

"· · · · · · · · · Is that true?"

I think it works. Callie nods loudly, wet with hope.

Hmm, is that gonna be okay? '

I didn't think about enslaving them. But if you want it that way...

'Because it's useful.'

You can carry it around for firepower support in the game or use it as a shield in times of emergency. That was good enough to enslave Callie.

"Would you like to take off your mask first?"

Callie quickly takes off her mask. Jack's eyes in the mask suddenly opened wide. I didn't expect much, but Callie's face was a stunning beauty. Even compared to his girlfriend Yurin, he was not impressed at all.

'Is it awesome · · · · · · · · ·?'

Jack laughed coldly. Blessing rolled into the vineyard. With this much beauty, we can use it on the other side.

"Good, but I have a condition."

Callie's face finally brightens with her permission. However, as soon as Jack made the conditions, he became tense.

"What, what?"

"It's no big deal. I just need to make sure that Callie handled the real world case well. You could even get me involved."

It wasn't hard. Callie nods in haste.

"Great, just sign the contract and call the address. We'll keep an eye on things around you, and if it's safe, we'll meet you in real life."

At last, Callie gets wet with emotion. You meet the idol you dreamed of in person in reality. To be honest, even in this masked world, such senses were no different from reality, but they were different from the fact that we met in reality. You see your own "God" in reality, not in this virtual world.

"So · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Jack clasps his hands and smiles delightfully and says to Callie,

"Can I hear your name first?"

Name.It's not a fake name you use in the game, it's your real name. Callie smiles with happiness revealing her name. Callie said her name, with a beautiful smile enough to make any man fall in love with her.

"Lee Eun-hee."