《Psycho X Psychic》Chapter 22 - Deserving Hits
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"Okay, that's enough evidence."
"T-Teren..."
The father suddenly stopped. He froze when he saw a stranger holding a phone as if filming him.
"Wha... what do you think you're doing in my property!" the father growled. That was the only thing he could think of to say.
"How about you? What do you think you're doing to your daughter?"
The father deeply frowned.
"What does it got to do with you? And are you filming me!? Not only are you an intruder but you also took unpermitted footage!"
"Hm.." Teren's eyes squinted, "I was just passing by and I heard some voice."
"Passing by...? We have a tall fence!"
Teren ignored him and looked at the pitiful state of Iesa, "Iesa... can you open the window for me?"
When she heard her name called. She fixed her clothes one more time and reached out for the windows.
"Hey!" the father was about to stop her but Teren put up his phone.
"One more move, one more year in jail, pervert."
Iesa opened the window and Teren casually walked in.
When he walked in, he took Iesa's arm and pulled her to his behind.
Iesa didn't resist and could only see Teren's back.
"You...! This is a matter between family! I was just trying to straighten her up!"
Teren flipped his phone and played the video.
Iesa shouts could be heard from it.
"Yeah, tell that to the police."
Seeing the glimpse of the video, the father paled and froze at it. When Teren placed his phone into his pocket, that was when the father got enraged.
"Give that to me right now, young man!"
In response to the father's shout, Teren whispered.
"Iesa, can you watch what I'm about to do?"
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Iesa who was still trembling heard this. She was confused and leaned to the side to see what Teren wants to show him.
At that exact moment, the father charged and jumped at him.
"Hold on tight."
Those were the last words Iesa heard before she saw her father, who should be charging forward, got blasted away, crashing onto the door and even breaking it!
"..." Iesa's eyes widened. At the same time, Teren lowered his foot.
Without even looking at what happened to the father, he turned to Iesa.
"You permitted me with one hit, right?" he smiled at her.
"..."
Iesa's grip onto Teren tightened as she felt dizzy from her heartbeat getting faster.
"Did he touch you anywhere?"
She shook her head.
"He... did touch my back earlier before I got into my room."
"Oh... can you permit me with another hit again?" Teren's face twitched from annoyance.
"... you could, how much you want to." Iesa whispered.
"Really? Then..."
"Wait!" Iesa held him back when she saw a glimpse of her father.
"He's... he's already unconscious..."
"So what? We can still hit him?"
"We?" Iesa looked at Teren.
"Don't you want to?" Teren raised an eyebrow.
"... I... I'll hit him once since you hit him once too."
Teren didn't expect her to agree. This made him smile and said, "Go ahead."
Iesa walked forward and looked at the mark Teren's foot was on her father's body.
Even though the father was already unconscious, foams dripping from his face, Iesa raised her leg backward and kicked.
"Fucking disgusting!"
Thud*
"I hate you!"
Thud*
"Die! Die!"
Iesa then hit her unconscious father so many times that he woke up and fainted again.
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She only stopped when she got tired.
"I thought you'll only hit him once?"
"Ah..." Iesa frowned. But when she looked at Teren, he was smiling at her.
"That was satisfying, ain't it?"
Iesa couldn't help but smile too.
"Super..."
The two stared at each other.
'She's so beautiful earlier.'
Fortunately for Teren, Iesa couldn't hear his thoughts.
Meanwhile, Iesa was mesmerized.
"Um... thank you for coming..."
"It's fine, actually, I was a bit late. Sorry for that. Wait here..."
Teren then went to Iesa's parents' room and came back.
"What... did you do there?" Iesa asked.
"Hehe... evidence."
Iesa didn't further ask, she just laughed along with Teren.
Before they finished laughing, they heard a knock on the door. That was when they realized that there are blue and red lights alternating outside.
"Hello! Please, open up!"
A man's voice came from the front door.
"Did you call the police?" Iesa asked.
"No, I was just about to. Maybe it's your neighbor. You've been pretty loud."
Hearing this, Iesa lightly punched Teren's side with her head turned down.
"I... was so scared."
Teren's smile faded. He patted her head and said.
"I know... Good thing, you texted me."
"Yeah..." Iesa smiled and blushed.
"Hello!? If nobody opens up this door, we will have to forcefully open it!"
The voice behind the front door shouted.
"Ah... we should meet them."
Iesa nodded and went to the front door.
"Wait, you're not going away? You're a criminal too, you know."
"I'm not a criminal in this case." Teren casually shrugged his shoulders, "Furthermore, I know how to handle the police. This time, I'm your witness" he confidently opened the door.
When the door opened, Teren immediately came out in panic.
"Finally! You've arrived, officers! T-the man there! He tried to assault his daughter."
The policemen then looked at Iesa who was shocked.
She nodded and followed.
"Yes" she pointed while wiping her tears as if she was crying.
But inwardly, she was trying to hold her laughter.
'This psychopath...'
After that, the policemen saw the father unconscious. The father was brought to the hospital while Teren and Iesa were brought to the examination.
Teren just repeated what he said to the father earlier.
"I was just passing by then I heard some screams..."
"No, officer, I didn't break inside the house. I asked the daughter to let me in..."
"I stepped on him because he was about to attack us. That's why there's a footprint..."
Afterward, he showed the video to them. It was enough to convince them.
Later on, one from the search team reported.
"We found some child pornography in the suspect's room."
Iesa heard this and looked at Teren.
Teren noticed this and scratched his head.
"Is that too much?"
Iesa slightly leaned onto him and answered.
"Deserves him right."
"Yep" Teren smiled.
"But you got to tell me where you got that ch-child... that evidence."
"Ah, it's not what you think. I just downloaded it yesterday in preparation."
"Hmm..."
"I'm not a pedophile....!"
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