DB Vol 4 Part 5

Won-woo thought he wouldn’t see Gye Yoon that day. It seemed like chaos had erupted due to abnormally growing monster trees, and the Gye family appeared busy all day trying to contain the situation and downplay it. He thought Gye Yoon would surely be preoccupied with cleaning up the aftermath in that distant region.

He had completed the guiding fully before Gye Yoon left, so even if he used a lot of power, it should be fine for a few days. But had he overestimated himself? As he lay in bed with the lights off, staring blankly into the darkness, he heard a knock at the door.

“Who is it?”

He asked, but there was no answer. Puzzled, he slowly got up from the bed to turn on the light when he heard a whisper.

“Don’t turn it on.”

Startled, Won-woo stopped in his tracks and looked around. The whisper had sounded right next to his ear. But there was no one in the dark room. Won-woo walked slowly to the door, trying to calm his racing heart. The knock had definitely come from the door. And when he opened it, as expected, Gye Yoon was standing there. But his eyes widened as soon as he saw him. Even without holding his hand, he could tell Gye Yoon’s energy was dangerously volatile. Was the situation that serious?

“Are you okay?”

He asked without thinking, then immediately regretted it. How could he be okay in this state? Sure enough, Gye Yoon’s answer came.

“No.”

His voice was lower and calmer than expected, but this seemed more like the calm before the storm.

“Come in. I’ll give you guiding right away.”

As soon as Won-woo turned around, he tried to turn on the light again, but once more, the voice by his ear stopped him.

“It’s better dark.”

Why? Along with the question, a small shiver ran down his spine. This time, the voice by his ear wasn’t from Gye Yoon using his ability. He had stood close behind Won-woo and lowered his head. Won-woo’s back, legs, arms, nape, and even his hair became sensitive, sensing the large body standing close behind him.

Click.

The sound of the door closing was heard, and a hand touched his waist. He should have moved forward to avoid the hand or turned to look at him, but the hand touching him through just a thin t-shirt was so hot that he missed the chance. The hand lingered on his waist for a moment before stretching out in front of Won-woo.

“I’m in a hurry.”

Despite his words, Gye Yoon’s whisper, still slow and low, mixed with his hot breath and seeped into Won-woo’s ear. His entire ear tingled. Won-woo hesitated for a moment, looking down at the hand stretched out from behind him. He felt he should step away and hold his hand from a distance even now. As if sensing his conflict, an impatient sigh was heard.

“Hurry.”

The moment Won-woo took his hand, a long, heated sigh escaped from behind him. Haa. And Gye Yoon’s body pressed even closer, felt at his waist. Something hot, long, and hard pushed against Won-woo’s waist as if leaving an imprint. It was even hotter than the hand he was holding.

All of Won-woo’s nerves instantly focused on his back. That’s why he couldn’t start guiding right away. Even though guiding was as easy as eating for Won-woo, it required concentration. The reason he finally came to his senses was because of Gye Yoon’s hand. The energy felt through his hand was as wild as waves in a typhoon.

Right, I need to focus and do the guiding. Fortunately, the power he needed to calm was so vast, like an ocean, that it naturally made him tense. But it wasn’t easy to concentrate. His attention kept being drawn to that heat on his back. It felt like the hardness pressing against his waist was spreading its heat to Won-woo’s back and buttocks.

Won-woo barely resisted the urge to swallow. He didn’t want to be caught being so aware of him. This was truly unlike himself. If someone had pressed their erect dick against his waist, he would have grabbed their collar and broken their jaw. But now, it wasn’t unpleasant. Rather, he wished that ball of heat would press against him even more.

And in reality, Gye Yoon started slowly rubbing his dick against Won-woo’s body. A shiver like a small tremor spread from the center of Won-woo’s lower abdomen. Even though this unfamiliar self made him uncomfortable and resistant, it was hard to push away the desire. He didn’t want to push him away.

So when the hard pillar pressing against his waist moved in short, quick motions, he tightly closed his eyes, trying to swallow the moan that threatened to escape. Though he couldn’t see anything, the rough breathing in his ear was enough to paint a picture. Of Gye Yoon behind him, unable to hold back, instinctively jerking his hips in small motions. A tingling heat spread through his body at Gye Yoon’s movements. The feeling was so good it was scary, and a red light went off in Won-woo’s head.

“Step back.”

He barely managed to mutter in a whisper. Thanks to his habit of being wary of approaching people, a proper warning came out. His voice was quite cold too, enough that he wanted to praise himself for doing well. However, this satisfaction immediately disappeared at the other’s question.

“Do you really want me to?”

He should have answered firmly to the repeated confirmation, but the words didn’t come out immediately. Those few seconds of silence seemed to reveal his true feelings, and he felt ashamed. So his voice came out even colder.

“Of course I mean it.”

“Alright. Since you’ve allowed it this time too.”

Allowed what? As he wondered, Gye Yoon’s body moved away from his back. But he hadn’t moved far. The hand holding Won-woo remained the same, he had just slightly backed away. However, when the heat pressing against his waist disappeared, it felt empty, as if there was a hole there.

As Won-woo tried to focus on guiding, Gye Yoon slipped his fingers between Won-woo’s. The sensation of fingers sliding between his sent shivers down his spine. He almost stopped guiding. Won-woo held his breath, trying to prevent Gye Yoon’s energy, which he had been slowly extracting, from re-entering his body. Then he belatedly noticed the weight on his shoulder.

Gye Yoon had lowered his head behind him, resting his forehead on Won-woo’s shoulder. At the same time, he heard a small ‘thud’ as the door vibrated. This time, it took a moment to realize what was happening. It was the sound of Gye Yoon’s buttocks hitting the door as he stooped his tall frame. And then came the sound, ziiip. Won-woo’s eyes widened. It was the sound of a pants zipper being lowered.

“Haa, keep going.”

An urgent breath urged him by his ear. Won-woo barely managed to refocus on the guiding, but half of his mind was turned to what was behind him. Gye Yoon’s breathing became a little rougher. The interlocked hands gripped Won-woo’s painfully. But the loudest sound was the other hand rubbing flesh: shk, shk. He was doing what Won-woo had allowed.

Although the room was clearly shrouded in darkness, Won-woo lowered his head. He had never dreamed that someone masturbating behind him could be so breathtaking, fever-inducing, and exciting. As the rampant energy drained through guiding, Gye Yoon let out a groan that sounded like pain, as if the discomfort was being replaced by pleasure.

“Ugh… haa.”

His low breathing sounded erotic. The act of rubbing his forehead against Won-woo’s shoulder conveyed his excited impatience. The arousal transmitted through his ears and skin, far from being unpleasant, excited Won-woo. Won-woo bit his lip, suppressing the urge to exhale. He tried hard to think only about guiding, but it wasn’t easy to ignore the sounds from behind.

Now the sound from behind had changed to a sticky noise as body fluids mixed with the hand stroking the dick. The hot breath that had been warming his ear now changed direction. Hot breath touched the nape of his neck. Won-woo reflexively turned his head as if to avoid it. But he didn’t realize that this actually exposed his nape to him.

So when soft flesh touched his nape, his heart sank a little. Lips? Won-woo flinched. There was no further touch. Instead, he felt a gaze. As if he had raised his head and was looking at Won-woo’s face. But it’s dark. Moreover, Won-woo had turned his head to the side as much as possible, so he shouldn’t be visible to him. Even knowing this, it felt like his trembling eyes, shaken by confusion, were completely exposed.

The fact that no words came from Gye Yoon made Won-woo even more anxious. He desperately ignored both the gaze and the heat radiating from him, using the excuse that he had something else to focus on. Just guiding. Let’s just finish guiding quickly. Clenching his empty hand tightly, he began to carefully stack the power he had extracted back into Gye Yoon.

This too wasn’t a difficult task, so there was only urgency to finish quickly. But this time, the familiar task felt different somehow. Won-woo should have been in control, putting the power back into his body and building it up, but Gye Yoon’s power was so strong that it was difficult to control. It felt like even he, who was guiding the power through a small gap, might be sucked in along with it.

Won-woo instinctively gripped the hand tightly, trying to control the speed. He had never encountered a force that overwhelmed him to this degree in his life. He held his breath, gripping the hand even tighter as if it were the rampaging power itself. It felt like he could control that power more closely and directly through the touching skin.

But it wasn’t enough. He needed something closer, something more definite to hold onto. And he realized that the tighter he gripped the hand, the closer he could get to Gye Yoon’s power. Without realizing it, he pulled Gye Yoon’s hand, embracing the strong arm as if holding it to his chest. This allowed him to approach Gye Yoon’s power more surely, and control became possible.

There was just one problem. Reaching so deep into the other’s interior made him feel as if he was mixing with Gye Yoon’s power. Every time he suppressed that ferocity, a tingling sensation spread. Flinch. Won-woo almost let go. He inhaled unconsciously at the unfamiliar sensation he was experiencing for the first time. What, what is this?

“What is this? It feels incredibly good.”

A question was heard by his ear. Only then did Won-woo realize that Gye Yoon had pressed close to his back again. The reason was the arm he had pulled. He belatedly noticed and thought about letting go of the arm, but if he did, he felt he might lose the grip on Gye Yoon’s power that he had barely managed to hold. At that moment, something hard and long rubbed against Won-woo’s waist.

“…What do you mean, it’s guiding.”

Won-woo tried to speak as if it was nothing, but he too was inwardly flustered by this unfamiliar feeling. It was the first time he had felt such a stimulating tingle while guiding. His lower abdomen tingled so much that he wanted to shake his hips against the body pressed to his back. At the same time, he heard the other’s excited curse.

“Haa, fuck.”

Unable to hold back, Gye Yoon put his lips to Won-woo’s hair and asked.

“Can I kiss you?”

“No.”

The answer came reflexively. But the more he controlled the mixed power and guided, the more excitement built up, and he had to bite his lip hard.

“Can I touch you?”

“No.”

The refusal was meaningless given that he was already pressed close behind him, but the other didn’t mock him. Breathing heavily, he too seemed to have no composure. As if only the will to get Won-woo’s permission remained, he asked again.

“I want to rub against you. Can’t I?”

With these words, he again rubbed his hot dick against Won-woo’s waist as if bouncing it.

“…No.”

The refusal barely came out this time too. However, he didn’t stop Gye Yoon’s lips from sucking on his ear as if biting it. No, it would be more correct to say he couldn’t stop it. As the moist, hot lips bit his earlobe and slowly moved down to his earlobe, a tingling sensation spread to his toes, stronger, like an electric shock.

The strange thing was that now, even without concentrating on guiding, he instinctively began to stack Gye Yoon’s energy firmly. Once he caught the flow, it was as if it flowed naturally like a river even if he let go. However, this strong current was accompanied by stimulation.

Won-woo noticed his own dick painfully erect inside his pants. He wanted to take it out, grip it, and rub it. No, he needed an even stronger stimulation. He had never enjoyed sex before, but in this moment, he wished for a hot, hard dick to thrust inside him.

“Then, can I put it in?”

Flinch. Won-woo snapped back to his senses. He opened his eyes that had somehow closed and exhaled the breath he had been holding. The guiding was more than halfway done, so there was no danger in letting him go now. However, just as the large hand gripped Won-woo’s hand and wouldn’t let go, Gye Yoon’s power wouldn’t release Won-woo. The excitement stimulating his insides had grown too large to forcibly break away from. The desire to continue enjoying this pleasure like a drug erased his reason.

“No.”

As soon as Won-woo whispered his refusal, the question was heard again.

“Can I rub against you?”

Gye Yoon’s hand entered Won-woo’s pants and brushed across his bare skin. Goosebumps spread hotly like a burn where he touched.

“…Alright.”

As Won-woo muttered, the hand touching Won-woo’s body paused.

“You’re saying it’s okay?”

And towards Gye Yoon, who had stiffened in disbelief of his own ears, Won-woo turned his body.

“Just a little.”

Whispering this condition, he raised his head. His eyes, accustomed to the darkness, could clearly see Gye Yoon’s outline. He could also tell that Gye Yoon was staring intently at him. Although it was dark enough that only shapes were barely visible, strangely, Gye Yoon’s black eyes shone uncomfortably bright. Within that light, sticky desire and excited breath were mixed.

Knowing that his flushed face wouldn’t be visible in the darkness, Won-woo still couldn’t meet his gaze and averted his eyes. Then, under the pretense of undressing, he unfastened his belt buckle with trembling hands. He couldn’t lower the zipper. Before he could, long fingers enveloped Won-woo’s crotch as if covering it, then stroked upwards.

Aah, a pleasure like goosebumps spread over his taut dick. Even though the touch was felt through cloth, the stimulation was intense. When that hand lowered his underwear and grasped his dick, his knees nearly buckled. Won-woo barely managed to hold on by grabbing Gye Yoon’s arm. In doing so, he belatedly realized that Gye Yoon had already withdrawn his misaligned hand.

“Hold it.”

It was clear he wasn’t talking about his hand. When Won-woo hesitated for a moment, Gye Yoon took Won-woo’s hand and placed it directly on the part he wanted held. The hot dick that had been asserting its presence behind his back was now in his hand. It really was hot. It was hard to the point of being rigid, and its thickness that filled his hand was almost overwhelming. But was it because this too was part of the other’s body? As soon as he grasped it, the guiding automatically started again. Gye Yoon threw his head back and let out a curse that sounded like an exclamation.

“Ha, fuck.”

Won-woo raised his eyes, half-dazed with heat, to look up at him. It was a shame that the darkness obscured his face from clear view. If it had been bright, he could have seen all of him breathing roughly, not knowing what to do with the pleasure. As Won-woo slowly moved his hand, the dick in his hand twitched as if alive.

Every time he rubbed the shaft, already wet with bodily fluids, the protruding veins pulsed. That throbbing beat was transmitted directly to his palm. Won-woo observed him while suppressing his own roughening breath. Gulp, Gye Yoon’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

“Ungh.”

A swallowing-like moan resonated from Gye Yoon’s throat. To Won-woo, that sound was quite erotic.

“Is it always like this?”

The enchanting voice asked, cracked. Well, it’s my first time too. Since Won-woo had never felt this way from guiding before, he had no answer to give. But it felt so good that this must be why Espers and Guides were so crazy about sex, rolling around shamelessly.

“Yes.”

At the short answer, Gye Yoon’s hand gripped Won-woo’s arm hard enough to hurt.

“Is that so?”

The voice asking back was still husky, but a sharp edge mixed in, revealing displeasure. It strangely felt good, as if he was jealous, taking Won-woo’s answer as experience. But this small victory was pushed aside. Gye Yoon lowered his hand and without warning, grasped Won-woo’s dick. Won-woo barely swallowed the moan that tried to escape, but the stimulation that made his head spin remained like a trace, heating his blood.

“Haa…”

As Won-woo exhaled with his head lowered, Gye Yoon grabbed his buttocks and pulled him close. Then, grasping both their dicks together, he asked,

“How about guiding like this, touching? Have you done it before?”

If he had heard this question in his right mind, he might have sneered, asking what nonsense that was. But ridiculously, he really could guide through their touching dicks.

“Wow, it works.”

Before Won-woo could answer, a rough breath mixed with admiration escaped Gye Yoon’s mouth first. He started moving, keeping their two dicks overlapped. The surface where the shafts touched couldn’t be that hot. The stimulation of being rubbed together, coupled with the strong hand, was so intense that Won-woo couldn’t breathe properly. He grabbed Gye Yoon’s arm to support his body that felt like it might fall.

Huff, huu, haa… Rough breathing, whose it was unclear, echoed loudly. Two dicks, covered in fluids of unknown origin, shook and squelched within a large hand. As the excitement increased, the guiding progressed surprisingly quickly.

The stimulation, never before felt during guiding, grew frighteningly intense. The sound of rubbing hard flesh pillars, squelch, squelch, squelch, mixed with the air that had become hot and humid like a tropical night. His head felt fuzzy. Haa, haa. Won-woo had lowered his head, breathing heavily through his mouth before he knew it. He really felt like he was about to cum.

“Haa, haa… ungh, haa…”

As his lower abdomen tingled more intensely, his heartbeat echoed in his ears like a drum: thump, thump, thump. So absorbed in the rapidly rising orgasm, he didn’t notice the lips fumbling at his ear. He only knew that when Gye Yoon’s energy, which had been frantically absorbed, finally filled to the brim and the guiding ended, he and Gye Yoon climaxed simultaneously.

His lower abdomen twitched like a spasm, and a pungent smell arose. As his hand rubbed their dicks a few more times as if squeezing them, Won-woo dug his nails into his arm. It felt dizzying, like white fireworks exploding in his head. Gye Yoon muttered something along with a beast-like groan, but he couldn’t register it either.

“Let’s do it one more time.”

***

“The cleanup is all done?”

Ji Yoon-im frowned at the report she received in the early morning. The one reporting was her husband’s secretary, but he mainly took orders from Yoon-im. The Yang family was currently divided into two factions, and unlike her husband who claimed neutrality, Yoon-im openly supported one side. She had no choice. That side was Yang Cheon-hyo, her father Ji Geun-oh’s partner.

“The North Center is trying to hide the extent of the damage as much as possible, but according to our inside source, the deaths don’t exceed two.”

“Ha.”

Ji Yoon-im let out a laugh as if dumbfounded, then her eyes suddenly sharpened.

“One place must have been swarmed by the North Center, another desperately defended by Gye Min. The last one was the biggest, right? The one who stopped that… don’t tell me it was Gye Yoon?”

“We couldn’t find any testimonies of seeing him, but there are eyewitness accounts of monsters dying off as if a barrier was instantly erected over the entire mountain. Since Gye Yoon is an S-rank Esper, there’s a possibility he stopped it, but…”

There was doubt in the secretary’s voice. Well, who would believe that even an S-rank could cover an entire mountain with their ability? Even Yoon-im found it hard to believe, but she couldn’t rule out the possibility. Because he was S-rank. People only think of the symbolism of the S-rank rank, but Yoon-im, who saw Espers up close, clearly felt the ability that S-rank Espers possessed.

The Yang family also had that very S-rank Esper. Despite Yang Cheon-hyo’s efforts to ally with the Ji family and take over the Yang family, the reason he still couldn’t completely possess it was because of that one S-rank Esper. There were still many in the Yang family who looked up to that old ghost.

That’s what an S-rank was, and that’s why Gye Yoon was dangerous. He was even more of a target for caution because he had never fully revealed his abilities due to guiding issues. Yoon-im tapped the table with her fingernails, lost in thought for a moment. After a long while, her mouth opened.

“Not bad. I was planning to make Gye Yoon go berserk anyway. Where is Gye Yoon now?”

“As you know, most of the spies in the Gye family have been eliminated. Moreover, I hear that the control over the Gye family’s living spaces has become even stricter for the past few days.”

“So?”

At Yoon-im’s cold inquiry, the secretary bowed his head.

“I’ll send more people to investigate.”

“No. Monitor the Guides around the Gye family head. See if anyone is being called to the Gye family, or if there’s a new…”

Check if a new Guide appears. This order got caught at the tip of her lips and didn’t come out. Mentioning a new Guide reminded her of someone. Her brother, who had a wavelength that could guide Gye Yoon despite being D-rank.

Of course, it was nonsense since it would take over a year for a D-rank guide to guide an S-rank Esper, but her missing brother had been bothering her for the past few days.

“Madam?”

At the secretary’s voice, Yoon-im came to her senses and gave a different order.

“Check the cave too. If Gye Yoon is on the verge of going berserk, he would have crawled into the cave.”

Of course, crawling into the cave without receiving guiding would only result in writhing in pain. While it might prevent a complete rampage, he would still have to deal with the raging energy. So it would be better to find a Guide with even a low matching rate and receive guiding. But she dismissed this assumption.

Currently, there are no Guides compatible with Gye Yoon. For a long time, the Ji family had been finding and eliminating Guides that matched the Gye family. If nothing else, there was no possibility of the Gye family receiving proper guiding.

“If the cave is empty, should we look for signs of a rampage?”

Ji Yoon-im tilted her head.

“If it was Gye Yoon who stopped the monsters in the mountains, there might be a risk of rampage… but, well, it might not be at that level yet.”

The secretary still looked incredulous, but Yoon-im didn’t apply common sense when it came to S-rank. S-rank isn’t just a matter of raising ranks. Even with the Alpha seeds that are said to raise ranks, becoming S-rank is difficult, so that says it all. Well, it’s not entirely impossible, but…

“But if Gye Yoon stepped up, we should push him to the point of rampage in this opportunity. We might need to move up the plan…”

Ji Yoon-im’s voice disappeared because of the secretary suddenly raising his hand to warn her to stop. Just as the secretary turned around with sharp eyes, the door opened and a man entered.

“Huh? What’s Secretary Lee doing here so early in the morning?”

As the man with a sleepy face blinked his eyes, Yoon-im smiled at her husband.

“Go back to sleep. I was just checking on something the Director asked me to do.”

“Uncle Cheon-hyo?”

Ji Yoon-im approached her husband with a picture-perfect smile. He had a docile personality that disliked conflict, but he was also picky. Fortunately, Yoon-im knew better than anyone how to handle him.

“The Guide Center burned down and a lot of data was lost, right? The Director is helping out. Oh, isn’t it time for you to change your Guide too? I’ll send you a list of new Guides later. Take a look.”

At the mention of a new Guide, her husband’s face flushed like a child’s. But Yoon-im wasn’t fooled, knowing that the reason he was excited about a new Guide was because he expected guiding sex. Dirty bastard. While cursing inwardly, she didn’t let her smile towards her husband falter.

One more time. Won-woo realized the meaning of these words because of Gye Yoon’s hand. Swoosh. He stroked the dick he was still holding. A tingling sensation spread through his body, sensitized from the recent ejaculation. Won-woo pushed him away with his hand and quickly stepped back.

“The guiding is over.”

“I know.”

The answer was truly brazen, but the situation wasn’t good for criticism. For Won-woo, tidying up his exposed dick took priority. Thank goodness it’s dark, he thought with relief, when suddenly he remembered Gye Yoon telling him not to turn on the lights at first. Could it be that he was embarrassed too?

“Can I turn on the lights?”

…He’s not embarrassed at all. Won-woo raised his eyes in disbelief. He hadn’t even finished cleaning up yet?

“No.”

Won-woo quickly replied, wondering what to wipe his wet dick with, then pulled off his t-shirt. He thought he heard a sharp intake of breath, but escaping this situation was more urgent. He hastily wiped his soiled dick with the shirt when he felt a hot presence, and Gye Yoon was right in front of him. As Won-woo tried to step back again, Gye Yoon grabbed his arm tightly. It hurt, but Gye Yoon’s fingers were so hot it felt like they might brand his skin.

“Then can I kiss you?”

The excitement underlying the low voice sounded quite dangerous. He had heard the same question earlier, but he felt tense as if hearing it for the first time. Won-woo had never felt threatened or afraid of anyone, but instinctively, something inside him flinched. At the same time, a sense of defiance welled up.

“No.”

He tried to coldly push away Gye Yoon’s hand, but it didn’t budge. As he was considering whether to grab his wrist and twist his arm, another question came.

“Why not?”

“Because the guiding is over.”

“That’s why we should do more.”

What? He almost slipped into informal speech.

“Without guiding, there’s no reason for us to touch.”

The man with dangerously shining eyes in the darkness twisted his mouth.

“But it felt good.”

Won-woo disliked his own honesty that couldn’t deny it.

“Guiding naturally makes you sensitive. That’s why it’s easy to get excited…”

“Let’s test it. See if you don’t get excited without guiding.”

“…Do that kind of thing with someone you like.”

Gye Yoon’s hand gripping Won-woo tightened. He moved even closer to Won-woo. Won-woo reflexively tried to step back, but a whisper came first.

“So if I like you, it’s okay?”

“No.”

Won-woo reflexively gave the same answer he had been giving, then swallowed. And Gye Yoon twisted his mouth again, as if he had predicted Won-woo’s response.

“…Why are you smiling?”

“Because you’re cute.”

Haa, Won-woo sighed. He never dreamed he’d be called cute by someone younger and less experienced than him. Right, he’s a novice, isn’t he? Belatedly realizing this made him feel a bit embarrassed and defiant.

“Does that upset you?”

Contrary to the considerate question, his hand suggestively rubbed Won-woo’s arm. Won-woo resisted the urge to step back and replied gruffly.

“There are much better things to say than that.”

“What do you want to hear?”

“I’m turned on.”

The hand rubbing his arm stopped. His silence stretched on for quite a while, and just as Won-woo was about to say it was a joke, Gye Yoon moved belatedly. He stepped away from Won-woo and hastily grabbed his own shirt, pulling it off over his head.

Won-woo understood why he had inhaled sharply earlier. Even though he couldn’t see clearly in the dark, he was acutely aware of Gye Yoon’s bare skin. He could see the broad shoulders and the movement of his chest heaving with rough breaths beneath.

He suddenly felt how big Gye Yoon was, blocking him like a wall. Won-woo almost reached out to touch that body. He had thought himself far from pleasure, but he wanted to touch Gye Yoon’s body.

“I’m turned on.”

The low voice cracked huskily. The words Won-woo had said to tease him backfired. His heart sank a little at those words.

“Can I do it?”

“…Do what?”

“Anything.”

His whispering voice couldn’t be that sweet. He almost pulled him close, but before that, he caught sight of Gye Yoon’s eyes. Those dangerously shining eyes revealed raw instinct, as if ready to devour him. A warning flashed in his mind. Won-woo uttered the words he felt he had said dozens of times that night.

“No.”

Can people change? In the Gye family, only Jae-hak believed so. It was partly due to his optimistic nature, but also because of his belief that if you keep affirming something, eventually your life will change in that direction. Someone close to you with such an attitude might influence you, but Gye Min’s distrust in people only grew stronger over time. That’s why she couldn’t help but suspect her brother’s intentions when he barged into her room early in the morning.

“…What?”

“I asked if there’s any work for me to do.”

“…Work?”

“Are you deaf? Do you have dementia?”

Seeing her much younger brother’s rude way of speaking, she knew it was that rascal. But work, out of the blue, early in the morning?

“What kind of work?”

“Anything. You said Espers are in short supply.”

“They are. But why are you…”

“Give me everything.”

“What?”

By this point, she could interpret the curse rising in Gye Yoon’s eyes, but he managed not to spit it out and instead kindly explained to his suspicious sister.

“Work for me to do.”

“…”

“Hurry.”

At her brother’s urging, Gye Min, still looking at him with disbelieving eyes, called for the chief secretary and Chief Jung. Fortunately, Chief Jung’s reaction wasn’t much different from Gye Min’s, so she didn’t feel alone.

After Chief Jung made a few responses similar to Gye Min’s, a warning about getting his tongue cut off flew out of Gye Yoon’s mouth. Only when faced with the prospect of bodily remodeling did Chief Jung hand over the pile of scattered work. But as soon as Gye Yoon checked the workload, he frowned. Just as she thought, he was just talking big, but when actually given work…

“Shit, this will be done in a day.”

He grumbled, then warned before disappearing.

“Find more work that requires physical strength.”

After the door closed and he vanished, silence lingered in Gye Min’s office for a long time. Only after a while did Gye Min finally open her mouth.

“Why is that bastard acting like that?”

“…Should we look for an Esper who can transform into other people?”

When Chief Jung suspected an ability that doesn’t exist in the world, Gye Min shook her head.

“It’s not someone else. He’s still rude as ever.”

“That’s right. It’s clearly the Vice Head’s characteristic prickly way of speaking.”

Then why on earth is he acting like that? The two fell silent in rising doubt. At that moment, the Chief Secretary, who had been quietly tilting his head, cautiously brought up the speculation he had made before.

“Now that he’s received satisfactory guiding, could it be that he’s trying to properly help with family affairs? His kindness that was covered by pain may have been revived.”

The same emotion arose simultaneously in Gye Min and Chief Jung’s eyes. Don’t say such horrible things. Kindness? It gave them goosebumps. The Chief Secretary gave an embarrassed smile at the disbelief shown by the two.

“With the unguided pain gone and his body at ease, his thoughts might have changed. Look at yesterday. Thanks to the Vice Head stepping up so quickly, wasn’t the monster tree problem resolved? The Vice Head has changed now.”

He asked the two who still couldn’t believe,

“Otherwise, what reason would he have for voluntarily seeking out tasks that drain all his energy like that?”