Descent of the Demon Master

d to men—the lack of customers was so acute that Kang Jin-Ho could even feel it on his skin.

If Kang Eun-Yeong were here like before, male customers would have completely filled up the cafe, but how lamentable it was.
She was focusing on the TV show at the moment and couldn ’t come to ’work ’ at her father ’s establishment.

“You think it ’s really a serial killer?”

“Well, I heard the MO was the same.”[1]

“This is big news, so why are the media not covering it, I wonder?”

“I heard there was a report, but I think it ’s being buried.
You know what this suburb is like, right? What if a rumor about the murders gets around, causing property prices to crash? A crap ton of people will go up in arms, you know? No media house would want to deal with that.”

“You do have a point there.”

Kang Jin-Ho walked up to the two female customers chatting with each other and asked, “Would you like to place your order, ladies?”

“Ah, yes~.
For me, a cup of Americano, and…
What about you?”

“I want a cup of…
latte.”

“Okay, please get her a cup of cafe latte.”

“Would you like them to be warm, ladies?”

“Nope.
Please cool them first, thanks.”

“Understood.” Kang Jin-Ho finished taking the orders and turned around to head back to the counter.

But then, a woman sitting closest to him called out to him.
“Excuse me.”

“Yes?”

“I heard that the victim was in this cafe on the day of her murder.
Is it true?”

“…!” Kang Jin-Ho couldn ’t immediately reply.
He didn ’t even know what to say, anyway.
Should he be honest and say that was the case or deny the truth?

’

“I also heard she was a regular here.
Is that also true?”

“…Not sure, miss.” Kang Jin-Ho blurted out a vague reply and resumed walking back to the counter.

’Is this…
gossip? ’

A person had died.
But to these people, such a thing was no more than some random gossip floating around.
Of course, Kang Jin-Ho had no plans to criticize that woman or anyone else for gossiping.

Kang Jin-Ho was also not the type to sympathize and shed a tear for every case of murder reported on the news bulletin, after all.
He wouldn ’t act any differently from these people if the crime were not connected to him in some way.
But this time…

Clink~!

His thoughts were interrupted by the cafe ’s doorbell announcing the entrance of a woman.
Everyone ’s attention was focused on her next.
That was because they couldn ’t take their eyes off her fashion sense, which was so vintage that it might even be called anachronistic, and her hair combed up into a bun.
However, this mysterious woman seemed used to such attention as she didn ’t even get flustered once.

She leisurely headed toward the counter, then stood before Kang Jin-Ho.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Dear customer.
I ’ll come to take your order after you find yourself a seat first.”

“Mister Kang Jin-Ho.”

“…?” Kang Jin-Ho furrowed his brow when this woman suddenly called him by his name.

“Did I surprise you? My apologies, sir.
I ’m merely someone who ’d like to speak to you on some matters,” said the woman.

Kang Jin-Ho wordlessly observed her for a moment or two before shaking his head.
“I ’m at work, miss.”

“Isn ’t it possible to spare me just a few moments of your time?”

“I believe I said I ’m still at work, miss?”

“Is that so?” The woman smiled softly despite his firm refusal.
She slightly leaned her head closer and whispered in a quiet voice so that no one else could hear her.
“Don ’t you want to know?”

“…?”

“Who was responsible for that crime?”

“…!” Kang Jin-Ho clamped his mouth shut and didn ’t say anything.

However, that only made the mysterious woman smile as if she could read what was on his mind.
“Allow me to introduce myself properly.
My name is Lee Hyeon-Ju from the Korean Martial Assembly.
I was hoping to steal you away for a moment to discuss this event as well as what happened in the past.”

While saying those words, Lee Hyeon-Ju ’s expression was filled with confidence.
She was confident, knowing that Kang Jin-Ho wouldn ’t be able to refuse her after she said all those things.
Unfortunately…

“…I ’m still at work, miss.” Kang Jin-Ho replied flatly, his response unchanging.

“Listen to me, Mister Kang Jin-Ho,” Lee Hyeon-Ju spoke in a slightly exasperated voice.

But Kang Jin-Ho abruptly raised his hand to cut her off, then pointed at the exit.
“If you ’re not here to buy our drinks, I ’ll have to ask you to leave, miss.
My apologies, but this is a workplace, not a living room where people can discuss private matters.”

“Ah?” Lee Hyeon-Ju stared dumbfoundedly at Kang Jin-Ho.
“The information I wish to share with you isn ’t something you can find without my help.
This could even be a great opportunity for you, Mister Kang Jin-Ho.”

“If you wish to speak to me in private, please come after our closing time, miss.”

’

“Listen to me, Mister Kang Jin-Ho!” Lee Hyeon-Ju ’s decibel level went even higher, making Kang Jin-Ho frown a little deeper.
“I ’m here to help you! Don ’t you understand that?”

Kang Jin-Ho slowly took off his apron, then turned his head toward Kang Yu-Hwan.
“Father?”

“Yes, son?”

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“May I step outside for a minute?”

“Okay.
But don ’t take too long.
Me serving the customers seems to decrease the number of customers for some reason.”

“…Understood.” Kang Jin-Ho nodded, then tossed the apron behind the counter.
He then took the lead and exited the cafe.

Lee Hyeon-Ju could only stare in stupefaction at Kang Jin-Ho walking away without saying a word, then hurriedly chased after him.
“Wait! Excuse me!”

Kang Jin-Ho continued to ignore her and walked toward the side street until finally descending the steps leading down to a dark basement parking lot.
Even at a casual glance, anyone could tell there wouldn ’t be a lot of people down there.

“What is he doing?” Lee Hyeon-Ju bit her lip.
She had never been ignored so brazenly like this until now! Her stubborn streak now fully engaged, she quickly followed him down into the parking lot.

’By the way, why is it…
so dark down here? ’

Even if this was an underground parking lot, it felt like the darkness down here was too excessive, considering it was still daytime.
Lee Hyeon-Ju sucked in a deep breath, then continued her way deeper into the parking lot.

Click…

A lone flicker of flame from a lighter came to life in the midst of the darkness.
Kang Jin-Ho standing in the corner of the parking lot was lighting up his cigarette.
After he was done, he stared at Lee Hyeon-Ju and quietly asked, “So, you wanted to talk to me?”

Lee Hyeon-Ju couldn ’t reply to that question.
She obviously wanted to say yes, but her lips remained sealed tightly shut as if someone had applied some super glue.
However, it wasn ’t just her mouth.
The rest of her body didn ’t want to budge an inch, as if paralysis had taken a hold of her.

’W-what ’s going on?! ’

Only the crimson ember of the cigarette light and Kang Jin-Ho ’s eyes were vividly burning in the darkness.

He felt different, even though he was still the same person as before.
The same person who had been talking to her back in the cafe.
But now, he…
He was no longer a human.

All he was doing was staring at her from within the darkness, yet he gave off a completely different vibe from the ’Kang Jin-Ho ’ she had been talking to only a minute ago.

It was as if…

“You want to talk?”

The one shrouded in darkness began to slowly close in on Lee Hyeon-Ju.

1.
“MO” is an abbreviation of “modus operandi”, a Latin phrase that means “mode of operating”.
It ’s usually used in criminal law.
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