A girl who lived a sturdy life alone
even after losing her mother and father.

                                                                                                                                                                               
Now that she's of marriageable age,
the bastards who ignored her when times were tough
are now flocking to her, every single one of them.


Her period had started long ago,
and she was well able to bear a child,
but if I say I don't want to, what are they going to do?



The joke about becoming a Dokkaebi's bride.

It's not even funny.

To hell with those filthy men.



As usual,
to avoid the cold floor,
she was sitting on a cushion
mending clothes with holes in them...

Into her one and only cushion,
like a brand,
blood soaked in.

Dammit.
How unsightly...

She just clicked her tongue once.


Thinking she'd wash it with water,
she tossed it outside,
but who could have imagined
it would turn into a Dokkaebi overnight?