KEG 38

“Don’t you go berserk?”

His class was undisclosed, and his skills were undisclosed.

Not only that, but his residence, age, education, family, and everything else were also unknown.

The only information exposed about this guy was his name and his ridiculous persona.

“Are you going to practice guiding me?”

“I want to beat the hell out of you.”

My reaction came out as a spinal reflex. It was because I had been chanting the mantra of wanting to beat him up so much.

“Do you know about this thing called ‘matching rate’ that came out recently?”

“Ah, that.”

It was the result of research on the compatibility between Espers and Guides. It stated that the better their compatibility, the more positive the influence they have on each other.

They said miraculous results were produced, such as Espers’ wavelengths stabilizing quickly and Guides’ mental contamination levels dropping drastically.

“They say the ‘pleasure chemistry’ is effective.”

“Pleasure or whatever, can’t they just develop another pill? One that cures everything.”

“Hyung.”

Baek Yejun grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him. As he did so, he stroked the inside of my hand where my pulse was beating with his thumb.

“Aren’t purification potions way too expensive?”

A shallow trick with an obvious ulterior motive.

But being easily swayed, I ended up falling for it.

“Are you just going to keep getting ripped off with the money you worked so hard to save?”

I looked him in the eye. I saw him smile gently, his eyes crinkling.

“It feels unfair, right?”

“Yeah.”

With a soft slur, the grip on my wrist loosened, and our fingers intertwined. I could feel his pulse through the gap between our palms.

“Then, try closing your eyes.”

I closed my eyes.

“Just think about me.”

Our hands moved, and I felt a warm breeze and a soft touch over my rough fingers.

My body flinched reflexively. With that recoil, I heard the sound of a water glass tipping over on the table.

“Hah… If you’re going to pull a fast one–”

Lick.

“Not a fast one, but mucosal contact.”

“Don’t open your eyes.”

His tone was no different from usual. His voice was so flat that it felt dry compared to his actions.

“If skin contact doesn’t work, then we have to try mucosal contact.”

It made sense, since mucosal contact was the only option left if radiation and contact guiding were impossible.

My head knew it, but my body wanted to escape this situation. I wanted to open my eyes right now and beat him.

“Don’t open your eyes, just try. I’m providing this much service.”

A thick, moist tongue slowly licked the second joint of my ring finger. Then he bit it gently. My brow furrowed, and my eyelids fluttered.

“…Didn’t you say I was like a monster?”

This time, I felt the inside of his mouth vibrate [unauthorized copy]as he bit my middle finger and sucked on it, making a squelching sound.

Is he smiling?

“Hngh, haa…. It’s still making my skin crawl right now….”

His voice was gradually getting lower and hoarser.

The accelerating pulse transmitted through our joined palms.

A vision filled with darkness, the stimulation of my peripheral nerves concentrated.

Is this really just simple guiding?

“Try to think… that you want to help me.”

I felt my fingers repeatedly sink deep into his throat and pull out.

“That you want to make me comfortable, that you want to stabilize me.”

My fingers, which had been bitten by his teeth and rubbed against his tongue and the inside of his cheek, came out of his mouth, soaked in saliva.

“Ha-Have pity on me, and save me.”

His lips moved their territory from my fingers to the back of my hand. Along with that, a warning light went on in my head.

It was a danger signal.

“If that doesn’t work, then at least…”

He bit my wrist hard enough to hurt and obsessively licked and sucked at it. As his fangs dug in as if to sever my arteries, I could no longer bear it and opened my eyes.

“Just imagine wanting to kill me.”

The bastard had the look of a higher being excited on the verge of death.

***

In this situation, subdued by the boss, I suddenly recalled a past that was less than a month ago.

How to deal with an Esper using a Guide’s body.

“Try guiding me, huh?”

I must either form a crowd or succeed in reverse guiding.

Since the former was impossible right now, I had no choice but to pin my hopes on the latter. I grabbed the boss’ wrist, which was pressing down on my shoulder. The wound throbbed, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

“Calm down.”

I pictured myself performing reverse guiding, shouting that I wanted to beat the hell out of him. In an instant, the corners of the boss’ eyes drooped.

Did it work?

“Stop acting all high and mighty and take it off before I tear you apart.”

Damn it, I knew it. I can’t even do guiding, let alone reverse guiding.

I couldn’t do it back then, and I failed again now.

I just got my wrist twisted for nothing.

“You only listen when you get hit.”

The boss stood up and unbuckled his belt. He pulled it tight, wrapped it around his hand like a whip, and swung it.

Crack!

“Ah, fuck…”

I rolled my body to dodge it by a hair’s breadth.

The sofa leather tore, revealing the yellow sponge underneath.

“Fuck? So you want to fight now?”

“You threw the first punch out of nowhere, How am I not supposed to curse?”

The boss swung his arm again.

Crash! Bang!

“Ugh.”

I rolled my body, knocking the boss off balance, and fell under the sofa. Because I had fallen on my left shoulder, pain shot up my spine and spread through my entire body like lightning.

“Hey, aren’t you coming over here?”

I don’t know what kind of abilities this opponent possesses. I don’t know what might happen if I run away. I must calm him down first. Fighting him is a last resort.

“You shouldn’t… touch the merchandise.”

My jaw trembled, unable to recover from the shock. Needle-like cold sweat surged from my pores. My body’s reaction was abnormal.

“It looks good. That look.”

Was it this shop, not me, that was abnormal? I had a bad feeling; it must be one [visit our site]of those establishments where they enjoy getting hit and hitting others.

I didn’t want to associate with perverts. I came to the wrong place.

“It looks good?”

I tried to buy time by striking up a conversation. In the meantime, I tried to lift my knees, but failed. I couldn’t put strength into my legs.

“Yeah, I’m curious what kind of expression you’d make with something inside you.”

“Do you want to bang on me?”

I lifted the hem of my t-shirt slightly to show my stomach.

“With a body like this?”

It was a stomach where gruesome scars were faintly visible.

“It looks like it won’t be noticeable even if I add a few more marks. Good.”

The boss gave a disgusting smile. I lifted the t-shirt a little more and put it in my mouth.

Then I pointed to my solar plexus with my hand.

“If you hit me here, I won’t be able to breathe. Hit me.”

I provoked him to get him to come a little closer. Even as I did, I doubted whether it would work.

“Hehehe.”

Fortunately, the guy seemed pleased and strutted closer until he was right in front of me.

It would have been awful if it didn’t work, but it was fucking awful that it did.

Whoosh!

“What?!”

Crash-!!

I skillfully pulled the carpet the boss was standing on away. The unsuspecting bastard tumbled down. I seized the opportunity to brace myself and stood up.

Bang!

I opened the door to the boss’ office and ran down the long hallway.

It was a maze-like space. Without a guide, I had no idea where to go. I tried opening three or four random doors, but none of them led to an exit.

“Ugh…!”

My knees buckled in an instant. At the same time, intense pain pierced my right shoulder.

It felt like being roughly torn apart while still alive.

Is this the aftereffect Go Seokhee had talked about?

“Damn it…!”

In a hurry, I entered the nearest room. Leaning against the door, I plummeted to the floor.

I crawled desperately across the floor and under the bed inside the room. Then, I fumbled through my pockets for my cell phone.

“Who should I contact in a situation like this…!”

I had barged in completely defenseless. Only now did [Read on]I understand what Go Seokhee meant when she said she wouldn’t treat a reckless bastard.

Because even if she treated me, I would just die again soon.

Bang-!!

“This bastard went over here.”

The boss entered the room. I simply held my breath.

I bit down on the cast on my left arm with my teeth to stifle a groan.

“I think he’s around here.”

Step, step.

The boss’s shoes went back and forth just two handspans visit our site away. My whole body was drenched in a miserable mess.

Like submerging in black water.

The sensation I had tried to escape returned.

Thud-

The bed swayed.

It looked like the boss had sat down on it.

His legs were right in front of my face.

“Hello? Yeah, the guy who came for the interview ran away.”

A phone call started.

“Check the CCTV. Which room did he go to?”

My heart pounded. It was only a matter of time before I got caught.

I’ll be discovered. I’ll be caught.

“Huh? A raid?”

Suddenly, the flow of the conversation shifted. The voice that had been grinding with anger cracked in confusion.

“Why the sudden talk of a raid? Damn it…”

A brief silence.

“Tell the guys not to come to work for now, and wait. I’m on my way.”

The bed trembled slightly once again.

The lights in the room went out, and the sound of the boss’s shoes faded away.

“…Haa…”

Because I had been tensing my whole body, even my toes were numb.

“…Ugh, ugh, …ha.”

The situation had improved, but the aftereffects on my right arm were far from over.

The thought that it would be better to just cut it off if the pain was this excruciating crossed my mind. The cast I was biting into began making tearing sounds as it broke apart.

“Hyung-ssi, are you in here?”

Just then, a man entered the room. It was the same man who had guided me to the boss’s office.

“We’ve turned off all the electricity in the rooms because of the raid. Come out quickly.”

Was he an ally or an enemy?

Was this a calculated diversion tactic?

“I said come out.”

His head came down from under the bed.

The man looked directly at me and urged me to come outside. It was clear he had come knowing I was here.

Besides.

“I know Go Philip.”

There was no reason not to come out.