I am not a Yandere chapter 78

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The 14th of February, the meetup date, arrived quickly.

Having attended a few meetups before, he was now used to meeting the girls.

Lightly dressed, Yeongdeok left his house.

Today’s meetup wasn’t at a cafe or a karaoke place but a movie theater.

[Rose: There’s a romance movie called “Sweet Baby” that’s popular right now! Everyone said they wanted to see it, so we’re going to watch it together.]

Recalling the message Choa had sent him, Yeongdeok arrived at the theater she had mentioned.

As he got off the elevator, the sight around him felt strangely familiar, and he found himself lost in thought.

“Mr. Dowon, this is your first time at a movie theater?”

“It is.”

“Wow… First time at a movie theater after chicken… What kind of life have you led?”

“I mostly spent my time at the office. Time is as valuable as gold.”

“Well, time is like gold, but… sometimes, you need to make time for yourself, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, let’s just focus on the movie today without thinking about anything else.”

Yeongdeok remembered Eungyeol’s figure beckoning him to hurry.

He soon disappeared like a mirage, and he was left with a peculiar feeling, as if his heart had suddenly grown heavy.

He tilted his head and sent a message to Choa.

[I’m here. Where are you?]

[Rose: Ah… Could you wait a moment?]

A little while later, Choa messaged him again.

[Rose: I’m near the pillar in front of the 4th-floor restroom.]

[Should I head over there?]

[Rose: Yes! There’s a big movie poster on the wall there.]

[Got it.]

Yeongdeok headed towards the spot Choa mentioned.

As he approached, he saw a familiar figure.

Initially, he thought it was just someone with a similar vibe, but upon closer inspection, the white-haired man looking at his phone was indeed someone he knew.

“…Baek Seonwoo?”

When Yeongdeok called out his name, Seonwoo looked up.

“Cha Yeongdeok?”

Facing Yeongdeok, the man dropped his phone in shock as if he had seen a ghost.

For a moment, he was too stunned even to think about picking it up, just staring with his mouth agape.

Eventually, he scrambled to retrieve the phone, bending down in a fluster.

Why was Baek Seonwoo here when he said he wouldn’t attend this gathering?

There were two possible explanations.

Either Baek Seonwoo had made other plans to see a movie separately, or… Baek Choa had deceived him.

To be sure, Yeongdeok asked him directly.

“What are you doing here?”

“Choa suggested we catch a movie to get some fresh air…”

So, it was the latter.

Realizing the situation, Yeongdeok trembled slightly with frustration at the idea of being manipulated by someone much younger than him.

He quickly pulled out his phone and messaged Choa.

[What’s the meaning of this?]

[Rose: You two are always bickering in the chat room.]

[Rose: I set this up because I want you to get along a little better!]

[Rose: Have fun and clear up any misunderstandings.]

It was a private chat with Choa, yet soon enough, the rest of the members in the “Beautiful Life” chat group, who shouldn’t have known about their conversation, started to chime in.

[Gwak Doopal: I hope you two really become friends this time!]

[DaerimdongFist: Here’s a list of places you can visit after the movie.]

[DaerimdongFist: “Best Spots for Two” compilation.xlsx]

[Natsuyama Soseki: Have a great time…!]

Yeongdeok clenched his phone so tightly that he seemed about to break it.

These kids dared to trick me…?

At that moment, Seonwoo, who was also standing there, grasped the situation and tightened his grip on his cracked phone screen.

[Baek Choa: Have fun, you two.]

[Baek Choa: Not sure why you’ve been avoiding Yeongdeok Chicken, but try to resolve it.]

[Baek Choa: Otherwise, I’ll never see you again.]

Ah… Seonwoo let out a deep sigh of frustration, staring up at the theater ceiling.

He couldn’t remember much from the night of Cha Heeseok’s party, except the undeniable memory of nearly kissing Yeongdeok.

He had wanted to avoid facing Cha Yeongdeok, but now he had no choice.

Like someone who had been backed into a corner, Seonwoo buried his face in his hands.

Yeongdeok wasn’t inclined to play along with the absurd setup orchestrated by Choa and the other chat members.

If they had tricked him, he could simply leave and go home.

As he was about to turn and leave, he received another message from Choa.

[Rose: Please, Yeongdeok Chicken.]

[Rose: I don’t know what happened with my brother…]

[Rose: But I don’t think he entirely dislikes you. He’s just not honest about his feelings.]

[Rose: I hope you use this chance to talk things out.]

[Rose: It would be a waste not to take the opportunity to improve your relationship, right?]

They thought they could get away with anything just by asking? They’re underestimating me.

Even as he thought this, Yeongdeok continued staring at Choa’s message.

Just then, Seonwoo tugged on the hem of Yeongdeok’s clothes.

“What now?”

When Yeongdeok turned his head, Seonwoo let out a sigh so deep it seemed to reach the floor.

Fidgeting with the fabric in his hand, he spoke with a serious tone, as if he had made a difficult decision.

“Since it’s come to this, why don’t you play along?”

“Give me one good reason why I should.”

“Choa said that if I don’t make up with Cha Yeongdeok, she’d never see me again.”

And how is that my problem?

Yeongdeok thought, exhaling slightly as he looked at Choa’s message once more.

Well, if he had to suffer, making the situation a bit more uncomfortable for PetitRolang seemed like a fine idea.

Without a word, Yeongdeok put away his phone and headed toward the ticket counter.

Seonwoo, looking like a guilty party, followed closely behind.

“Are you really going to join in?”

“Didn’t you ask me to do just that? Or are you changing your mind now?”

“No…”

When they reached the kiosk, Yeongdeok checked what movies were currently playing.

Seonwoo, who was standing quietly as if he had accepted his fate, watched in fascination as Yeongdeok expertly operated the kiosk.

“Have you been to the movies before?”

“Yes.”

It didn’t seem like Cha Yeongdeok would have come to a movie theater alone.

Seonwoo asked cautiously, “With who? Seo Jihoon?”

“No. Lee Eungyeol.”

“Oh, Eungyeol…”

Hearing Yeongdeok mention Eungyeol so nonchalantly made Seonwoo feel compelled to speak up again.

“So, you’re not interested in Eungyeol anymore…”

“This one.”

Yeongdeok pointed to a movie titled “Blood Mansion.”

Seonwoo gulped, remembering all the reviews he had seen online.

It was said to be a grotesque horror film so intense that even people with strong stomachs would feel nauseous.

Some had even fainted.

“Blood Mansion…?”

“Yes.”

Next to the title “Blood Mansion” was a bold 19+ rating.

Seonwoo, his face drained of color, grabbed Yeongdeok’s wrist and pulled him back from the kiosk, standing in front of it himself.

“What are you doing? I’d prefer it if you didn’t grab my wrist like that.”

“How about this one instead?” Seonwoo suggested, pointing to “Sweet Baby,” the movie he had planned to watch with Choa.

But Yeongdeok was already fixated on the title “Blood Mansion.”

A mansion of blood—it sounded thrilling just by the name.

“No, thank you.”

“So, you’re really going to watch ‘Blood Mansion’?”

“What? Are you scared?”

At Yeongdeok’s taunt, using a slang term he’d picked up from games, Seonwoo’s eyes lit up with determination.

The challenge had reignited his competitive spirit.

“Scared? Of course not. I just hope you don’t end up crying when we leave the theater.”

Yeongdeok’s eyes glinted in response, and a spark seemed to fly between them as they locked gazes.

“We’ll see. Just don’t end up clinging to my leg like you did when you were drunk.”

“I wasn’t in my right mind then, but don’t make things up. I never clung to your leg…”

Seonwoo trailed off, a memory surfacing in his mind of him indeed holding onto Yeongdeok’s leg in a pitiful state.

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