Whisper Chapter 18

I want to go outside more, but I don’t know what kind of ghosts might be out there. Thinking about the ones I saw at the hair salon earlier in the day, I shivered all over.  

 

-“Oh-ho, I like your hair.”  

-“Me too. Where did you get your hair done?”  

 

The bob-haired ghost twisted a strand of her hair and asked, while the twin-braided ghost clicked her tongue as if telling her to get a grip.  

 

-“She always loses her mind at least once.”  

-“Tch, I just want to be pretty too.”  

 

Regardless of what the two were saying, the pretty ghost stood with her arms crossed, glaring at Lee Heewoo. While organizing her clothes, she found many things she hadn’t even noticed before, letting out a sigh. It was fortunate that he had a lot of money.  

 

“You are going to lose your mind at this rate.”  

 

– “You are a gold digger.”  

 

Even though she said that, she wasn’t a bad ghost. That much, Lee Heewoo could instinctively tell. The three ghosts in this house weren’t evil or malicious spirits. She was lucky in that regard.  

 

“I don’t know what that means. If a gold digger is a pretty snake, are you saying I’m pretty?”  

 

– “You are crazy… I’m speechless.”  

 

As Lee Heewoo and the pretty ghost bickered, the other two ghosts continued chattering non-stop while looking at the shopping bags.  

 

– “Is this what’s trending these days?”  

– “She doesn’t have a single skirt. She must be crazy.”  

– “You’re the one who likes skirts.”  

– “And you like floral patterns.”  

 

With their chatter so close by, her ears were nearly ringing.  

 

“Haa, it’s not like you all died because you couldn’t talk. Can’t you be quiet for a bit?”  

 

– “Talking is our only joy. What else do we have for fun?”  

– “How did you know? I did die without being able to speak.”  

 

Haah. Lee Heewoo let out a deep breath. So this is what it meant to be drained of energy. Just listening to them made her feel exhausted. After quickly finishing up, she shut the wardrobe door firmly and stood up.  

 

She wished the guest would arrive soon. Hurriedly, Lee Heewoo dashed toward the entrance.  

 

***  

 

The door to the Giwon opened, and a few men who looked completely out of place walked inside. One of them quickly moved forward and pulled out a chair to make it easier to sit. The empty Giwon showed no signs of use.  

 

T/N: Giwon is a place praying to God or a supernatural power for something to happen. 

 

Im Kyung-jin sat down and loosened his tie. Thanks to the air conditioner that had been turned on in advance, the room was pleasantly cool.  

 

“He says she’ll be arriving soon.”  

 

At the words of Im Kyung-jin’s aide, who was checking his phone, two men standing nearby stepped outside. Now, only Assemblyman Im and his aide remained inside the Giwon. Since his previous appointment had ended earlier than expected, he had arrived a bit ahead of schedule.  

 

This place, called Giwon in name only, was where Assemblyman Im secretly met people.  

 

A little while later, the door opened again, and a middle-aged woman with an unusual air about her entered. As soon as she stepped in, she bowed deeply.  

 

“Assemblyman, it’s been a while.”  

 

The woman sat in the chair indicated by the aide.  

 

“The shaman Heo Gwiryeon will collapse soon.”  

 

Assemblyman Im got straight to the point.  

 

“Of course. How could she be fine after losing so much flesh? It’s impressive that she’s lasted this long.”  

 

The middle-aged woman, just as unusual as her presence suggested, was a shaman. Assemblyman Im had found her through inquiries, knowing her reputation for powerful rituals.  

 

A sly smile formed on the glossy face of Assemblyman Im.  

 

Previously, using a spell that Heo Gwiryeon had cast, the son of a certain assemblyman had suffered a major accident. That assemblyman had since flown to the UK to be with his son.  

 

“If that bloodline exists, can her relatives really inherit her divine power?”  

 

Assemblyman Im lowered his voice as he asked. Human greed knew no bounds. When he first sought out Heo Gwiryeon, it had simply been out of curiosity to have his fortune read. The general election was about three months away, and Assemblyman Im, who hadn’t been receiving much attention, was feeling anxious.  

 

That day, the fortune-telling result was that Assemblyman Im would not win the election.  

 

“What’s the point of having so much ambition? You’re carrying too much resentment on your shoulders.”

 

At first, he thought it was just something shamans typically said. He had come here through a recommendation, expecting an accurate reading, but it only made him irritated. However—  

 

“It wasn’t an accident, was it? Tsk tsk, that person was still alive.”

 

A shiver ran down his spine. His back felt icy as he suddenly became aware that he had come alone. Glancing around nervously, he checked if anyone had overheard.  

 

“W-what nonsense is this?!”

 

“The woman on your shoulder. Blonde hair, green eyes.”

 

For a moment, he forgot his dignity and knelt before Heo Gwiryeon. That was something that couldn’t be guessed or deduced. No one knew about Assemblyman Im’s German-American mistress.  

 

It was from that moment that Assemblyman Im began to have blind faith in Heo Gwiryeon and sought her out frequently.  

 

Every time, he told himself, “This will be the last time. The last time.” But his desire for power continued to grow in size.  

 

Last time, Heo Gwiryeon told him that the position he wanted did not belong to him. Now, with Heo Gwiryeon’s usefulness nearing its end, she could no longer fulfill Assemblyman Im’s wishes to the very end.  

 

A new substitute was needed.  

 

  

 

“Yes, it can be transferred. Since shamans have a unique bloodline, as long as there is a relative, the god can be moved.”  

 

At the woman’s words, Assemblyman Im burst into a satisfied laugh. He had long known that Heo Gwiryeon had a granddaughter. She may have wanted to keep it a secret, but having lived as a shaman, there was nothing else Heo Gwiryeon could do. How perfectly could she have hidden it?  

 

She must have been too preoccupied with hiding it from the god within her body.  

 

  

 

“Then, I’ll leave that to you, Shaman.”  

 

“Does she have a blood relative?”  

 

“If not, we’ll have to bring one in.”  

 

  

 

Assemblyman Im spoke slyly, glancing at his aide. The girl must be brought when Heo Gwiryeon’s energy was nearly depleted. Otherwise, she would do whatever it took to stop them.  

 

  

 

“Contact Chief Kim. Tell him there’s an extra two thousand if he brings the granddaughter.”  

 

“Yes, Assemblyman.”  

 

“Keep it quiet. Just say her grandma is looking for her and wants her to come.”  

 

“Understood, I’ll do that.”  

 

  

 

There was nothing that couldn’t be solved with money. Using money was the easiest method. He had already found Heo Gwiryeon, so that granddaughter would be no trouble.  

 

Assemblyman Im let out a pleased smile, not knowing that the reason Heo Gwiryeon had been so hard to find was because of that granddaughter, Lee Heewoo.  

 

Like a snake, Assemblyman Im believed everything was going smoothly. It wouldn’t be long now—until the day he became the nation’s highest authority.  

 

***  

 

While Lee Heewoo was crouched in front of the entrance, waiting for Cha Gyeol, Cha Gyeol was in a hotel room with a woman. The woman he had called in advance was already prepared, wearing only a gown over her bare body. As Cha Gyeol entered, the woman, having been instructed beforehand, silently removed her gown.  

 

Cha Gyeol stared at the naked woman sitting on the bed, then sat down on a chair in front of a small table. The image of Lee Heewoo, who had been looking at him with such pitiful eyes, kept surfacing in his mind, unsettling him.  

 

His gaze slowly scanned the woman’s body.  

 

Not bad.  

 

Her body, simple yet sophisticated, was more than enough to entice men. Her ample chest and the large curves of her figure showed clear signs of careful maintenance.  

 

Normally, he would have gotten right to it, but strangely, he didn’t feel like it at all. Unlike when he was with Lee Heewoo, when his blood ran hot, irritation gradually crept up inside him. He had thought that sleeping with a woman, releasing the built-up tension, would make things better.  

 

“Get on all fours.”  

 

At Cha Gyeol’s dry command, the woman shyly turned around, placing her arms and knees on the bed.  

 

She had made a career out of selling her body, meeting countless men, yet this was the first time she felt embarrassed and nervous. Among all the men she had encountered, this one had an unparalleled appearance. His physique was flawless, and from what she’d heard, he was wealthy as well.  

 

A unicorn of a man.  

 

Selling her body meant she couldn’t be picky about clients. She had spread her legs for ugly men, bald and potbellied old men, even for threesomes, as long as they paid. But to think that she was now getting paid to have sex with a man like this—it was sheer luck, plain and simple.  

 

Her face turned red as she lay on her stomach. Honestly, she was looking forward to this. The hole that would be exposed to the man’s gaze twitched with anticipation.  

 

She had done it all—the dirty, the depraved.  

 

A body that had experienced countless sexual encounters was already prepared.  

 

“You’ve used your back hole before, haven’t you?”  

 

Cha Gyeol’s gaze coldly observed the vertically stretched back hole. Both the back and front holes were loosened, quivering. A body that knew the taste of a man’s cock was already tightening in anticipation.  

 

W-where are you going? Can’t I come with you? I’ll be quiet, I promise.

 

Unlike this worn-out woman, Lee Heewoo—his little one—kept lingering in his mind. Damn it, just go away. 

 

Cha Gyeol’s expression twisted in dissatisfaction. The woman in front of him was nothing more than a lump of flesh, and his cock wasn’t responding. He had no desire to shove himself into that mass of flesh.  

 

  

I’m sorry. I won’t be a bother. I’ll really stay still. I’m really good at being quiet, like I’m not even there.

 

 

Damn, did she have to sound so pitiful? In the end, Cha Gyeol got up from his seat. There was no point in sitting here like this.  

 

  

“I’m just not feeling it. Take a break before you go.”