CHAPTER 21 – I BARELY SAID ANYTHING.

2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.

HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.

☠️ SORA ☠️

It’s more like prisoners are waiting for me to be away from A-Jun. I can see them quietly watching, looking for an opportunity to strike when A-Jun isn’t close to me.

That opportunity… I won’t be giving it to them.

Yesterday was a close call to my death. I should be more professional and avoid bumping into him today. I’d just stay close. At least a foot away.

“I’m going to stay close to you, either you like it or nah, A-jun,” I say to myself. “So my life is kinda in your hands now.”

I feel A-Jun moving from the lower bed. I slam my eyes shut, pretending to be asleep.

As soon as he gets up and walks out of the cell room, I climb down from the bunk and follow.

A-Jun walks into the dining hall, and I’m right behind him. Just one foot away. Jane is also in the dining hall, and she grins, putting her index finger and thumb together, with the rest of her fingers facing up; she okays me. She also winks with her left eye.

A-jun gets in line, and I do too, squeezing right into his front, if I'm behind him, someone could easily, quietly stab me, and I'd bleed to death.

Since I cut in line, everyone stares at me angrily, but they don’t dare to speak since A-Jun is right behind me. I grin and push out my tongue, and that only seems to vex them more.

Soon, prisoners begin to push on the line. They push me, and my back presses against A-Jun. I try to move, but I can’t because the line is too tight, so tight I can feel every part of him pressing every part of me.

“These fucking prisoners have the mannerless behavior of a pack of wild hyenas and zero professional training in how to stand on a straight line,” I curse under my breath, laughing awkwardly.

They are aggressively shoving me backward, and now, I am literally back to dick with my absolute worst enemy. I can literally feel him glaring at the back of my head. We are supposed to be ignoring each other, but these fools are forcing us into an uncomfortable situation.

I clear my throat. I still feel like A-Jun is going to split my skull open from behind.

These dumb prisoners need to back up and wait for their rice and kimchi like civilized human beings.

Why does that thing feel so big against my back? God, this is so embarrassing. I’m going to die from embarrassment.

It finally gets to my turn. I hold out my tray, get served, and I move without glancing back. Sitting in front of Jane

“I swear your plan is horrible,” I say to her in a soft tone.

“It seems to me it’s working just fine. This is the first peace you’ve had in this prison since you came here.”

“Really? Because I have a feeling he’s going to choke me to death anytime soon,” I lament. “Did you see us back there on the line? Those fools were pushing me backwards, and I swear I felt his dick press on my back.”

Jane chuckles, shoving a spoon of rice down her throat.

Suddenly, someone calls my name from behind. It’s not a voice I recognize, and I don’t really want to know.

I see Jane trying to speak to me with body movement.

“Just say it, Jane, stop twisting like a worm thrown into salt.” I snap, and she drops her head to the table dramatically.

Sighing, I turn my head to see who it is, and I roll my eyes, “It’s you again. Must you always harass me when I eat?”

King Kaito gawks at my food, takes it, and flings it to the ground.

My blood boils. I push my chair back to get up, pointing straight at his nose. I can see Jane shaking her head vigorously, but nope! I’m speaking sense into this fool.

“Oh… You did not just do that.” I say, turning to face King Kaito as I grind my teeth together vexedly. “Did you really just throw my breakfast on the floor? Wow, absolutely shocking behavior. And they call you ‘king’? You’re not a king, you’re just a rude, mannerless toddler having a tantrum in a prison jumpsuit!”

I look at my breakfast, which was now scattered on the ground, smacking my lips together… I was really starving.

I feel my anger double, and I glance back at him. Yep… I just started speaking, and unlike the last time… I won’t keep quiet. “Look at this!” I say, pointing at the food on the ground. “This is completely unprofessional behavior for a prison boss. A real leader manages his territory with power and respect, not by wasting perfectly good, terrible prison rice and kimchi! What’s your policy on food waste? Because right now, your leadership style is absolutely bankrupt, ‘your majesty’!”

He raises an eyebrow, and I raise both of mine, “I don’t know why you keep thinking you’re scary. You’re not! You look ridiculous! Now I have no breakfast, you have zero manners, and everyone here is watching you act like a spoiled child. Pick up a broom and clean up your bad attitude, because your performance today is completely unacceptable.”

I fold my hand underneath my breast, “Even though my mother is the Don of Hell Morgathor and actively controls this prison from the outside, I’ll show you mercy, so you can leave after you’re done cleaning.”

“I expect you to start immediately, before I take back my mercy,” I add. “I’m not always generous.”

King Kaito walks away from me and walks to the center of the hall.

“I told you to stay low!” Jane whisper-scream at me. “How many times do you want to make the same mistake? Can you not just shut up and choose not to react?”

“That was what I did the last time, I can’t always keep quiet and watch him act funny.”

“Nope! last time… you said more than this…”

“Relax, J.” I interrupt. “I didn’t say much. Plus, most times, I really can’t stop my lips from running…”

“Relax??? You’ve killed us both by speaking.”

We glance at King Kaito and see him saying something to someone. After that, he takes his seat and is given six trays of food.

That’s not fair. I got only one tray, and this rat king just threw it off the table.

The person he whispered to earlier climbs one of the long tables; he seems to want to make an announcement.

Is he going to beg for my forgiveness? He doesn’t have to… I’m still feeling a bit generous.

He hits his tray on the table three times, and everyone immediately stops talking and eating, “Straight from King Kaito… the only King in this prison,” he begins. “Anyone who gets me the head of the Don’s daughter, Sora Hell Morgathor, shall find favor in my eyes. And from now until they leave this prison, they shall be under my protection.”

The head of the Don’s daughter… isn’t that me?

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Jane panics. “The hunting has begun. Get. Out. Of. Here.”

I really just wanted one peaceful meal in this prison.

Now, I can't even have one peaceful deep breath. Someone should please remind me next time I open my lips... to shut it.