I Became an NPC That Rankers Are Obsessed Over

Ilshim affiliated, Hope Hospital.

In room 404, a familiar name is written.

Before entering the room, Sang-moon dusts off his clothes.

Then he clears his throat lightly and opens the door to the room.

The bedroom is tightly covered with blinds.

Sang-moon solemnly speaks to the other side.

“Noona, it’s Sang-moon.”

After he speaks, a woman’s voice is heard from beyond the blinds.

“I want to be alone…”

“I came alone, without the kids. And I have something to report.”

Sang-moon calmly retorts.

The woman behind the curtain hesitates for a moment.

Then, seeming to gather her thoughts, she commands him to come in.

A man as large as a bull draws the curtain.

There, the Noona he had served all his life was lying.

She lay quietly on the hospital bed, staring out the distant window.

“Has your health improved…”

“Yes.”

An awkward silence fills the room.

Both of them remember what happened last night.

But Sang-moon was not disappointed by her, even after ‘that scene’ from yesterday.

He knows all this happened because of an aphrodisiac from Wi Cheong-san, the boss of Chinatown.

He courageously approached his Noona.

And he cautiously says.

“I’ve dealt with Wi Cheong-san.”

“How.”

Executor narrows her red eyes and asks.

Not with the eyes of a female he saw yesterday, but with the calm eyes of a killer.

Sang-moon takes out his phone and plays a video.

The background in the video is a port.

Executor knows it’s Incheon Port.

A place she often used to handle her targets.

Sang-moon’s subordinate rolls a drum towards the cliff.

Wi Cheong-san was inside the drum.

His limbs were all gone.

“Anna did the cutting herself. She’s really skilled.”

Executor strokes her neck, remembering her strength.

The strength to slice through a ranker dummy in one stroke.

“Well, it’s clean. It’s good to erase the traces since the Chinese will track down their dead colleague.”

“We’ve safely absorbed Chinatown into our territory. The chairman was very pleased.”

It’s good that the chairman is pleased.

He usually dislikes such unilateral actions, but he had always disliked Chinatown, so we were lucky.

“That’s good… I’m glad it’s been handled well.”

Executor takes a deep breath.

Her breath no longer has a pink tint.

Sang-moon looks intently at his Noona, who has returned to her usual self.

Then he brings up something he had been saving.

“The kids… understand too.”

“What, what…”

Executor finally stutters as if what was expected had come.

As a sister, her dignity must have fallen to the ground, having shown such an ugly sight to her subordinates.

A scene where a grown woman was pressing her lips against a girl’s groin.

A sacred sight that’s hard to see even in adult videos.

“That sight…”

He seems to recall that moment, and his face turns red.

Then he barely continues, with both hands in his pockets.

“The doctor said it was nearly a lethal concentration.”

“It might be fortunate that it ended with just that appearance. Otherwise, you might have… died.”

Executor bows her head deeply.

Her hands tremble as she clenches her fists.

“Noona…?”

Executor takes a deep breath and then narrows her eyes like a snake.

Her lips part and her sharp fangs growl.

“Get out–!!”

At the sudden shout, Sang-moon is startled.

The large man hurriedly runs out of the room.

“Haah…”

After the subordinate leaves, Executor sighs deeply.

Then she rubs her throbbing forehead with the back of her hand.

“Shit…”

Living her life as a dignified officer, only to lust after a girl like a dog in heat…

And even leaving a mark with a kiss out of jealousy towards Anna?

You’re really crazy…

She was so embarrassed that she covered her face with both hands.

Feeling her burning face, she groaned in pain.

She wants to believe it was just the aphrodisiac.

But still, the image of Si-ho, pretending to be completely innocent yet flirting in such a sexy costume, fills her mind.

It was too stimulating.

But still, to think that she, being older, would become the same kind of bitch.

It’s annoying.

It’s all that damn Anna’s fault.

Just because Si-ho had to call that name at that moment.

“—.”

She was thinking about the albino killer.

The blinds begin to sway softly.

Her black hair flutters.

Surely she had closed the window, but where was the breeze coming from?

Executor moves her bangs to the side.

And stares intently at the source of the wind.

It’s the window frame.

The silver-haired killer was already sitting there.

Her white eyes and hair glistened in the sunlight, creating a mystical atmosphere.

Anna slowly enters the room.

Her murky white eyes draw closer to Executor.

Silver and black hair intermingle.

Soon, Anna’s expressionless lips twitch.

“Bitch.”

Just two sharp words.

The moment she hears them, Executor feels as if she’s been hit on the head with a hammer.

“What…?”

“Did you wake up, whore?”

The Russian-origin killer kindly repeats it.

Her consideration makes Executor’s eyes quiver.

“Hey, I’m telling you, it’s really just the aphrodisiac…”

“Whore. Slut. Bitch. Bitch.”

Where she learned those words, she fiercely jabs at Executor’s chest.

The killer has grown more than before, now knowing how to kill not just the body but the heart as well.

“Stop it… I get it.”

Executor mutters with her face turning red.

Satisfied with her response, Anna finally shuts her mouth.

“So why did you come here? Si-ho is downstairs.”

The woman with red eyes tries to change the subject.

She wondered if Anna was expecting a reward for helping clean up Chinatown.

But unexpected words come out of the killer’s mouth.

“Si-ho’s guardian is needed.”

“Guardian?”

“Yes, a guardian has to administer the antidote. To the patient for a week.”

Anna crosses her arms and leans against the wall.

“Some women intentionally refuse to take it, wanting to keep their swollen bodies.”

She clicks her tongue, wondering where such women could be.

“I can’t be the guardian. I’m a wanted person.”

Executor listens to Anna’s words calmly.

It’s not particularly a difficult task.

Just administer the medicine on time.

But there’s one problem.

Just as Anna is a wanted person, Executor is also a member of the organization.

If the guardian’s name includes ‘Ilshim,’ Si-ho’s future might face problems.

Being involved with the organization can lead to various injustices.

Neither of them was suitable for ‘protection.’

They might be suitable for killing someone, though.

Executor falls into thought for a moment.

She suddenly remembers the words Si-ho said in the Jasmine Room.

The first thing she said after escaping the influence of the aphrodisiac.

Anna was more important to her than anything.

Executor snorts emptily.

And realizes that who should be the guardian was decided long ago.

“You do it, guardian.”

Executor looks up at Anna with a flat voice.

Then Anna’s eyebrows twitch.

“Why? I’m wanted. If I get involved, I’ll only be monitored by the Association.”

“I know. But right now, that child needs you more than me.”

Executor gives a bitter smile.

“Go see Si-ho. She said she has something to tell you.”

Executor carelessly covers herself with the blanket.

And completely turns her head away.

“Bitch, always saying what you want to say.”

The killer with red eyes finds the words very irritating.

But she forcefully keeps her mouth shut and closes her eyes.

Soon, the clicking sound of Anna’s steps can be heard.

Her worker boots trample over the windowsill and leave through the window.

“Why go through the window when there’s a perfectly good door…”

The Executor grumbles and covers herself with the blanket up to her head.

And then she slowly drifts to sleep.

“…”

But soon, her blanket violently shakes.

Every time the blanket twists, a foot shape thumps visibly.

Anna sneaks into the hospital corridor.

And she opens the door to Si-ho’s doctor’s office.

A doctor in a white coat leans back in his chair leisurely.

He soon jumps up in shock when he sees the Black-eyed Killer.

Because Anna approached with a chilling, expressionless face like a doll.

“What’s the matter?”

“Guardian.”

“Yes…?”

At the sudden remark, the doctor’s eyebrows furrow.

Anna only gets closer and repeats herself.

“Han Si-ho. Guardian.”

“Ah… are you the guardian of the patient in room 304?”

The doctor finally seems to understand and asks.

The Killer slowly nods.

“Then, please sign here on the guardian’s signature line.”

He temporarily sticks the antidote in his coat pocket while pulling out various documents.

“And… your hunter’s license and ID…”

He then places everything on the desk and pushes forward a pen.

“…”

However, Anna does not grab the pen.

She just stares at the antidote intently.

Did I say something strange?

The doctor, sensing a proper procedure was proposed, scratches his head bewildered.

Anna moves right up to the doctor’s face.

Her fragrant soap scent captivates the attending physician.

Seizing the moment, the Killer pulls out the antidote from his chest.

And whispers softly.

“Anna. Anna Danilova.”

She then gracefully exits the hospital room.

The doctor can only blankly watch the Killer’s retreating figure.

He has just realized that the person he encountered moments ago was the Grim Reaper.

The psychopath killer often mentioned on TV.

The doctor has no choice but to sign her name on the form himself.

(Sign) Anna Danilova.

Holding the antidote, Anna slowly reads the dosage instructions.

“With water. Take one pill a day.”

“Ensure the proper intake every day. Check daily.”

The Killer articulates each syllable child-like.

She then looks around the corridor for water.

But there was no water dispenser in the corridor.

Only a vending machine was present.

And even that machine had no water.

The Killer blankly scans the drinks and then stops her gaze at the iced tea.

Among the vending machine beverages, it is the only one without carbonation.

Besides, its name is tea.

Tea is good for the body.

Anna searches her pockets.

But she had no money.

The Killer pauses, lost in thought.

Then suddenly, she remembers a claw machine she saw at the department store.

Si-ho had always been pushing the machine to get a plushie.

The vending machine is just another machine.

After a brief calculation, Anna clenches her fist.

And she violently smashes the iced tea button.

“—!”

The machine made of metal crumples like tofu.

Soon, Chinese iced tea spills out like a pachinko machine from the outlet.

Anna picks one up.

And then heads back to the hospital room calmly.

The door to the VIP single room opens.

There was a very faint aphrodisiac scent inside.

It must be a remnant still inside Si-ho’s body.

Anna silently steps closer and slowly pulls aside the blind.

A short-haired girl lies soundly on the white bed.

She opens her eyes thinly and looks up at the arriving Killer.

“Hello…”

With a dry voice, Si-ho greets.

Despite all the hardships, she is smiling faintly.

Like Sun-ye.

“You look ridiculous.”

Anna approaches the bed nonchalantly.

Up close, it seems Si-ho still hasn’t fully recovered her body.

Her slender body remains somewhat enlarged compared to before.

Of course, it was much better than how she looked in the Jasmine Room.

“Just go home, why get stupidly kidnapped.”

Anna mumbles as it comes to her.

Then, Si-ho smiles and replies.

“That’s right… I really am stupid.”

Si-ho slowly sits up.

And, sitting on the pillow, she looks at Anna.

“I still have something to tell you. That’s why I couldn’t leave.”

“Something you couldn’t say?”

Anna repeats Si-ho’s words.

Si-ho looks at her with a sad expression.

More serious than ever before.

“I’m sorry.”

It was a brief remark.

Anna calmly processes the ‘sorry’ trying to understand.

But when no answer comes, she asks Si-ho again.

“What are you sorry for?”

“For deceiving you as a powerless one. And for looking through your memories without permission.”

Si-ho looks at Anna with wavering eyes.

“And… for digging up memories I wanted to forget.”

Anna calmly listens to her apology.

Has the always impulsive Anna ever listened so calmly to someone before?

“If I didn’t deceive you, I thought you might kill me.”

Si-ho murmurs with her head bowed.

Anna stares at her intently.

Responding to the apology, the Killer speaks in a calm voice.

“That’s right. If you hadn’t given me the Black Velvet then, I would definitely have killed you.”

Anna nonchalantly picks up a glass from the table.

She unfolds the bed footrest, placing the glass on it.

“But such a sullen expression isn’t worth killing.”

She throws a lethal remark.

The Killer opens the iced tea she brought.

The transparent glass fills with an amber-colored beverage.

Over it, black antidote drops precisely.

Soon, the black potion slowly mixes with the iced tea-like paint.

Rating: ★★★

Effect: Neutralizes toxins.

Info: Mixed Chinese iced tea with an antidote. The originally bitter and awful-tasting antidote is neutralized by mixing it with iced tea. Sweet and slightly bitter.

The first drink Anna made for someone else.

“Drink.”

Anna hands the glass to Si-ho.

The bartender is surprised at the Killer who made the drink herself.

She cradles the glass with both hands.

“Thank you…”

Si-ho looks at her with a touched expression.

Anna turns her head away from that affectionate face.

“Get well soon. I don’t want to see your face every day for a week.”

Si-ho grins at Anna’s grumbling.

And she slowly sips the sweet iced tea.

“…”

Si-ho licks her lips after drinking half the tea.

Her look somehow catches the eye.

“It tastes good? You might have a talent as a bartender.”

At her words, the Killer grimaces as if incredulous.

“What’s so good about cheap iced tea? It’s all sugar taste.”

Today, Anna found it hard to face Si-ho.

Her demeanor had changed since Chinatown, no longer just child-like.

Si-ho gently sweeps her bangs behind her ear.

Her subtle white skin stands out.

At that sight, Anna’s lips twitch.

The Killer turns around in surprise.

It wasn’t just Si-ho who was changing.