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Inside the Cho mansion, Ciara and Youngjoon were very tense. They were in their bedroom, wondering what to do.

"Did we do the right thing, dear?" Ciara questioned her husband. "Letting the shaman bring back our son? What if we never find Jisoo?"

"What nonsense?" Youngjoon snapped at his wife. "We need an heir to the business! We can't rely on Baekha! She's a girl. One day, she's gonna get married and our business will be taken over by her husband. The Cho's will be gone and her husband will take over! We can't let that happen."

"But Sungki only wants that bitch!" Ciara exclaimed. "God knows where she is. Maybe she got remarried or has other kids? Or she might have died! Whatever the thing is, she's not in our lives anymore. Besides…"

A bitterness seeped into her tone as she recalled Jisoo and what she did to their family.. "My son is dead because of her!" she spat. "You really want that wrench to give birth to our heir? She only bore a girl last time and we managed to get rid of that brat! But she went against us and had our son killed! I'm not going to let her give birth to another curse…"

"We have no choice!" Youngjoon said. "That cursed son of ours is obsessed with her. He only wants her, even in death. I'm going to send my men to find her. It's the only way to-"

There was a movement outside the door. He was startled and rushed towards it to fling it open.

Baekha stood there. She was glaring at them, having listened to their words.

"Didn't you guys learn a lesson at all?" she demanded. "Why are you trying to meddle in Jisoo sis' life again?"

"You ungrateful little brat!" Youngjoon cursed at her. "What are you doing, listening in on us? Don't you have any shame?"

"Don't you have any shame?" She snapped back. "You married her off to a psych who tortured her everyday and now that she's finally free from him, you want to fnd her again? Who can't you let her live? What has she done to you?"

"She killed your brother!" Ciara screamed.

"That coward killed himself!" Baekha retorted. "He was a fucking fool! He not only tormented Jisoo sis but also killed their baby simply because Yeonjoo was taking up attention from Jisoo sis! That's just sick! And you two idiots are using a fake shaman to bring his spirit back? Are you insane?"

Youngjoon raised his hand to slap her but Baekha grabbed his arm and shoved him aside.

"I'm not a child anymore!" she shouted at them. "You can't threaten me into submission!"

Her parents glared at her in anger but she no longer cared about what they thought. She was way past that stage. These two were supposed to be her parents. They were supposed to love and protect her.

Instead, they only despised her. The only person who was kind to her in the family was Jisoo but now that she was no longer around, Baekha only felt lonely.

"You two are going to suffer a lot," she predicted. "You might think that Jisoo sis is weak but I don't think so. Eight years have passed and I know that she's no longer that weak girl who used to be scared of her own shadow! Just you wait. You guys will face your karma and your darling son will be the end of you!"

"You fucking bitch-" Ciara cursed but faltered under Baekha's intense glare.

"You two sicken me!" she spat. With that, she turned on her heels and walked away, leaving her parents to their fates. 

"She's barking too much!" Youngjoon snarled at his wife. "Make sure that she doesn't blab her mouth elsewhere!"

"She never listens to me!" Ciara snapped. "She's stubborn and arrogant. I thought school would help her focus but she's as adamant as ever. We should send her abroad."

They were arguing about what to do with Baekha. Unbeknownst to them, a three headed creature was hiding behind a pillar, watching them.

"Ugh, these two idiots summoned a demon!"he growled. He had been keeping an eye on Baekha all day and followed her to this mansion. After keeping an eye on them for a long time, he came to the conclusion that the family elders were a bunch of morons who dabbled in things they had no clue about.

"I can feel the presence of a demon," he muttered. "And it's not a good one."

It had to be a Kistris, he thought. A very strong one.

Ever since Magrod entered the Cho mansion, he had been feeling the presence of a strong demon. Even though it was not a very old demon and was probably newly formed, he knew that it was dangerous. The more obsessive a demon was, the more dangerous it became. It was the same demon which attacked Baekha at the boat but currently, it was elsewhere. But its mark was profound on the house.

Its human version must have conducted the ritual here and died, he concluded. A Gate of Hell opened here only a few years ago. This is bad…

"Shaman, huh?" he muttered. "These two idiots made a pact and now, the shaman must have made them sign an agreement to bring the demon to this world. Ugh! It just had to be a Kistris demon!"

He thought hard. There was only one way to kill a demon but with the Butterfly Priestess dead, there was no one else who could kill this demon. 

"I'll go back for now," he sighed. "This girl is doomed without the Priestess anyway. I can't even break the rules to stop a contract from being fulfilled."

I just hope the girl can survive on her own, he added in his thoughts. Miyoo seems to be attached to her.

With that, he disappeared into thin air.

…

Jina stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Hobin's handsome face turned towards her, peacefully sleeping. Last night, they had fallen asleep in each other's arms without any hesitation. It felt nice to feel his warmth against her body and she blushed at the thought of being even more intimate with him someday.

She leaned forward and kissed his nose before nuzzling it.

"Wake up, Doctor Ohm," she mumbled. He slightly frowned and hugged her even closer.

"I don't want to," he said in a sleepy tone. "You feel comfortable."

Jina shook him but he was enjoying their closeness. Instead, he was acting like a child, only embracing her even more closer. He was unwilling to let the moment go, making her giggle.

"We have work," she reminded him.

"Work can wait," he said. "I'm with my girlfriend now."

He cocooned her against his body, feeling at peace. Jina sighed and tried to tickle him into releasing her but to her annoyance, he was not ticklish.

"Not gonna work," he muttered, his eyes still closed.

"What can I do to wake you up?" she groaned. With his eyes still closed, Hobin leaned forward.

"Kiss me awake," he said.

"Huh? I have morning breath!" she protested. "No!"

"So what? All couples cuddle and kiss in bed. It's normal!"

Hobin grinned at her, waiting for the kiss but Jina made a counter offer.

"If you let me go, then I'll make pancakes and feed them to you myself," she said. "For that, you must wake up."

Hobin was now at a crossroad but an idea struck him. Pancakes huh?

"Fine!" he conceded and opened his eyes. "I'm awake. And I want pancakes!"

"Go and freshen up," Jina laughed. "I'll make them and come over to your place."

Hobin flashed her a mischievous smile and let her go. "I'll be waiting, Tinkerbell," he winked before heading out.

Jina sighed and got up. She brushed her teeth and watched herself up before going to the kitchen. Within a few minutes, she was whipping up soft, fluffy pancakes for breakfast. The aroma was delicious and she concentrated on making them as perfect as possible. She even made hot cups of coffee and put them all on a tray. 

Opening the door with one hand, she carefully walked towards Hobin's flat. The door was kept unlocked and Hobin was in his kitchen, already fresh as a daisy. He was wearing a casual white shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. Even in such casual clothes, he looked...yummy.

Jina blushed and shook off all perverted thoughts. He came forward to help her with the tray.

"Looks like you're not a bad cook, Tinkerbell," he remarked.

"I'm the only good cook in the family," she said, beaming with pride. "After my mom, of course."

"What about your dad, brothers and the old geezer?" Hobin asked. "Can't they cook?"

"The last time they tried to cook, they made the kitchen explode," she said warily. "Minyoon learned after a lot of hits and misses though. The rest of the men and my aunt Mina are just terrible at it."

"Aunt Gayoon's cooking really is something," Hobin said without any thought. "She made the best crab cakes."

Jina frowned at him. It took Hobin a few seconds to realize that he had made a slip. This was something Shinho knew. But Hobin was not supposed to know this.

"How do you know that mom makes really good crab cakes?" she questioned him.