He was randomly searching the inside of his mouth, and at some point, Shinje pulled his hand out. The thumb part of his black glove was wet. A thin stream of clear liquid flowed from Yoo-geon's lips. The priest looked down at it, took the edge of his glove with his teeth, and peeled it off.
"… … So, I'm not going to do something corny like that."
The gloves I took off fell off haphazardly. A hand that seemed to be made of white marble was revealed. It was a contrast to Taein, who hated touching Yoogun with his bare hands and wore gloves.
"I want to painstakingly leave you with scars, Yugeon. "What do you think?"
"… … ."
"How many times does it take to rape you to be completely broken?"
"Ugh, wow!"
Once again, my finger was stuck in my mouth. This time it was the index and middle fingers. He looked at each molar and canine tooth, and even playfully rubbed his tongue between two fingers.
"Your mouth is narrow. The lips are also small. "If you pick it wrong, it will tear."
Yoo-geon's lightly fluffy cheeks protruded and twitched so gently that they were visible from the outside. Her throat rose and fell as she pleased, swallowing the saliva that had accumulated on the back of her tongue.
"here… … ."
I felt the smooth skin inside my cheek. Then, I pressed firmly on the part where the roof of my mouth became narrow and soft.
"I think it would feel good if I fucked my dick and cummed here with the tip on."
Suddenly, I felt nauseous. Yu-gun's shoulders shook slightly. Tears welled up around his bloodshot eyes. But there was no sign of his fingers slipping away.
"What do you think, Taein?"
Shinje asked curiously while stirring Yugeon's mouth.
"I feel like I can't even swallow half of it and I'm going to spit it out."
"Isn't it okay to slurp because you can't swallow?"
"I don't like it because it's dirty."
"My tastes are old-fashioned."
"I think it's better than being overly perverse."
A conversation passed quietly over Yoogeon's head, who was panting painfully. Yoo Geon stretched out his arm to push Shin Je. Taein grabbed his wrist and bent it backwards as if he had no idea what to do. The moan that couldn't come out was broken in my throat. Saliva was leaking from the corners of his mouth and chin.
Ash fell from the cigarette he was burning alone. The presence of the cigarette he had forgotten seemed to have occurred to him only then, and with a short exclamation, Shinje flicked his fingertips to shake off the ash. He pulled out his finger and instead bit into Yoo Geon's half-burned cigarette. Yoo Geon suddenly took a bite of the cigarette he was smoking. Shinje gently stroked Yugeon's head as he looked up at him blankly.
"You asked nicely. Would you like to try sucking it?"
"omg… … ."
Yoo Geon suddenly stopped breathing. Instead of the acrid and musty smell that usually comes from cigarettes, there was a strange scent that I had never smelled before. It was so strangely fragrant that it actually put me off. It wasn't a regular cigarette. It wasn't the cheap marijuana commonly smoked by low-level hunters to forget the pain. I don't know what it is, but I felt like I shouldn't smoke it carelessly.
Yoo Geon tried to spit out his cigarette. Shinje was faster than that. The hand that had been gently stroking his head suddenly changed, grabbed his hair and pulled it back.
"Tsk… … Hehehe!"
My mouth suddenly opened due to the pain that felt like my scalp was being torn open. A cigarette butt with teeth marks in the filter area fell down. But he had already reflexively inhaled a bit of her smoke.
The new cigarette was for S-class awakeners, especially those who had not received guidance for a long time and had developed resistance to drugs. It was too harsh for Yoo Geon. Even just one sip is enough to cloud your senses.
The effect of the drug took effect too quickly. Flames spread from the nose and throat along the airway. It was a fire as cold as death. The frozen, acidic flames seemed to be corroding my respiratory system and lungs.
"Ugh, ugh, no, ugh, no!"
Yoo Geon struggled as if he had a seizure. She was rubbing both arms that were grabbed by Taein, and even while kneeling on the bare floor, she was shaking her body and trying to somehow escape. He resisted so desperately that red handprints soon appeared on his wrists and bruises on his knees. My vision quickly became blurry. The ceiling was falling down and the floor was rising. I couldn't even see the deity right in front of me.
"ah… … Wow, uh, ah... … ."
Sounds that could not be made into language leaked out of Yoo Geon at will. The priest approached, crushing the cigarette butts lying on the floor with his shoe, holding an ember that seemed ready to go out.
He knelt down on one knee without hesitation on the cigarette ash-strewn floor, pulled the back of Yugeon's head and kissed it as if biting it. He swallowed up all the food he had been saving by deliberately not eating until now. He slid his tongue past the joined lips and sucked greedily at the heated mucous membrane. The wet flesh inside his mouth was rubbed as it was already soaked by his fingers.
"Yes… … "Black."
The guiding flowed out with such force, as if the stopper had suddenly been pulled from the bottom of a bathtub full of water. Every nerve in her body swirled. The medicinal energy crushed all my senses and only sharpened my sense of pleasure. Even that felt creepy enough now. Yoo Geon let out a groaning sound through his blocked mouth.
The response was more enthusiastic than expected. Although I just rushed at him without any tact, like a child sucking on a baby bottle. Still, I was satisfied with this. Shinje's hand, which was preciously cupping Yugeon's cheek, moved down. Without stopping his kiss, his fingertips traced the outline of his hard collarbone. I brushed his chest muscles and took his nipples between my fingers, twisting them lightly.
"ah!"
Yoo Geon's waist trembled. The tip of her nipple flicked back and forth. It wasn't long before blood rushed to the soft nipples and they became erect. His penis raised its head between his thighs, which were strained as he knelt. He was terribly ashamed.
Yoo Geon took a step back. But it wasn't long before I ran into an obstacle. Behind his back was the man's chest, hard as a wall. That wasn't all. A ferocious figure stood up and pressed down on Yu-geon's buttocks, over the neatly ironed fabric of his suit pants. He thought he was going to rip through several layers of thin fabric and go straight through.
Yoo Geon inadvertently tried to look back. Before he could do that, Taein's arms that were hugging his waist gave strength. As if to tell you not to do anything foolish.
"Ugh… … ."
Shinje took advantage of the gap between her lips and moaning to entangle his tongue deeper. I wrapped my hot, melting tongue around it and mashed it from my lips to the inside of my throat without any hesitation. My shivering body, sitting on the cold floor, gradually warmed up.
Shinje's hair, which had been neatly organized, was also disheveled as he was pulling Yoo Geon and clinging to him tightly. The bridges of his nose crossed, his forehead touched, and his bangs of different colors rustled and mingled. His tangled lips barely separated. Yoo Geon must have come to his senses a little later, as he reached out his hand and grabbed the lapel of Shin Je's shirt. His eyes were wide open and he was struggling with his tongue, which was not moving properly.
"Fuck, what did you feed me… … Ugh."
"I told you not to use such mean language."
"You really, ugh, kill me, throw me away…" … ."
"ah… … . "Be scared."
Shinje placed his forehead against Yugeon's sweaty forehead and smiled. Her white cheeks turned red and she literally looked like a flower in full bloom. Is it because of the guiding, or is it because of the guide itself?
"Please look at me because I'm pretty. huh?"
Yoo Geon was dazed even though he was not in his right mind. What did that person just say?
"Mr. Taein. "Don't brush your teeth alone; cooperate."
The two men's eyes met over Yu-gun's shoulder. Taein sighed slightly. The body, which had been fixed like a rock and had not moved, moved for the first time. He looked down at Yoo Geon, who was leaning against his chest. He was told to cooperate, but he had no intention of biting, sucking, and tangling as passionately as Shinje. It was unpleasant to even imagine.
The person Baek Yoo-geon himself had no emotions. To be honest, I felt a little discouraged because I thought he was going through a hard time at such a young age. However, the guide, Baek Yu-geon, did not like it. She was disgusted beyond words. She wasn't just Yoo Geon. She said that all guides were like that to Taein.
Actually, there was something I hated more than the guide. He was himself. If he doesn't hold on to his guide and beg for mercy, he won't be able to live a proper life. How inferior and ugly he is. Parasites would be in a better situation than this.
Tae-in's gloved hands spread Yu-geon's thighs. It was an emotionless hand that was not rough but not soft either, as if it were handling an object. The penis located between them was half erect. Taein held back her eyebrows from furrowing, and reluctantly stretched out her hand and wrapped it around her pillar. It was a relief to touch her beyond her gloves.
"Huh!"
A reddish-colored glans protruded from the black leather gloves. I gently circled the hollow part in the middle of the glans with my thumb, put some fluid on it, and swept the glans down and then up again.
"Ugh, shit, stop."
A sound of teeth grinding came from Yoo Geon. I tried to get up and move away from him, but I had been on his knees for so long that his legs were trembling and not responding. Tae-in, who was watching, grabbed Yoo-geon by the waist and lifted him up, making him sit on his thigh.
"Guide Baek Yu-geon, relax. Even if you hold on, it's a waste of time."
Taein tapped the inside of Yugeon's hardened thigh, close to the groin area, with the back of his hand. The fully erect penis became moist and bulged with the movement.
"I don't want to do this for too long, so let's finish it quickly instead of dragging it on."
After saying those words, Taein kept his mouth shut and concentrated on his task. He wiggled his penis with a careless, mechanical movement. His gloves gradually became shiny and wet.
"Huh, huh, ah! ah… … !"
Yoo Geon's reaction was clumsy and honest, even considering the drug's strength. As Shinje said, it was to the point where I wondered if I had even masturbated properly, let alone had sex. Every time I massaged his cock, his waist bounced arbitrarily and his buttocks moved without my knowledge.
In Tae-in's field of vision, all he could see was Yoo-gun's back. The pinna of the ears and the nape of the neck, visible from under the round, black head, were red. Every time Yoo Geon twisted his waist and flinched, Tae In's genitals underneath him were stimulated and he raised his head at will. The part with the buckle and zipper was pulled taut. It felt wet as if the Cooper fluid had leaked out and soaked my underwear. However, Taein ignored the changes in his body with a wooden face.
Shinje grabbed Yugeon's nipple and twisted it. I touched it a little and it immediately turned red and plump. A reflexive cry erupted.
"I sucked the lips and touched the nipples as much as I could, and Taein was touching the front. So where is left?"
Asking a question with no expectation of an answer as if he were talking to himself, Shinje tapped Yugeon's sloppily spread thighs with his knee. His naked, trembling legs spread wider as he knelt down. He held Yoo-gun's shoulder with one hand and Tae-in's hand, which was holding his genitals, with the other hand, and traced further down. The hole between the well-shaped and firm buttocks was tightly closed without any moisture.
"omg… … ."
I was touched in a place that no one had ever touched before. Yoo Geon was startled and shook his head. However, Shinje's hand was holding tightly on his shoulder, so his resistance was limited.
"It's so thick I can't even put my finger in it. I feel like it would bleed if I just pierced it. My ex-partner is also pretty good. "How have I tolerated this all this time without touching anything like this?"
Taein raised his eyebrows as if he heard an unpleasant sound.
"I heard they are real brothers."
"What use is that between the Awakened and the Guide? Taein knows very well that if you are hungry for guidance and turn your eyes upside down, you will lose your parents, children, siblings, and everything else."
"… … ."
A look of anger appeared on the face of the man who had been so innocent as if he were a stone Buddha. His grip that was rubbing Yoo-gun's genitals suddenly gained strength.
"Ugh... … . "Huh!"
Yoo Geon's spine stiffened with pain. Sweat appeared on the back of my trembling neck. Taein, who was looking down at it, slowly relaxed his strength. As if to comfort Yoo Geon, he gently rolled his pink, heated penis in the palm of his hand. Soon a gasping moan escaped again. It was a moan that was devoid of any signs of fawning or coquetry, and was closer to the breathing of a wounded animal.
"In any case, there will be no bloodshed. Are you going to make the guide you worked so hard to find fall ill in just one day?"
"What does it matter to you, Mr. Taein, whether I kill the guide or keep him alive? … … Yes, that's right. kind."
Shin-je accepted Tae-in's words indifferently and gently stroked Yu-geon's head as if caressing a pet. He lightly rubbed the tip of his nose against his sweaty forehead. Contrary to his extremely gentle voice, he is still groping the dry hole below.
"Hee-soo wants to see a new guide. I've been saying this since last night. Still, shouldn't the first greeting be done in a normal manner? "Then, at least use lubricant."
"Why? Just try to make me cum quickly. "At least put that on and it will sting."
The priest closed his eyes and smiled.
"Taein, don't you think your hand skills are a little off? "Yoo-geon says he won't be able to cum like this?"
The expression on Taein's face, which had been showing signs of discomfort, disappeared again. He even let go of the hand that was holding Yu-geon's wrist and used both of his hands to focus on caressing him. With one hand, he wrapped his thumb and index finger around his glans and rubbed them. He even gently prodded the urethral opening with his gloved fingertips. At the same time, he wrapped his other hand around the entire pillar and shook it until it made a crackling sound. Clear copper liquid dripped down the back of Taein's hand.
Yu-gun's eyes, which were struggling to focus, became blurry again. The pitch-black eyelashes over his half-closed eyes trembled. I was so focused on the feeling of my dick being massaged that I didn't even feel Shinje's fingers digging into my hole.
"Huh, ah, that, Maan, ugh, ugh!"
The moans got louder and louder. It seemed like Yoo Geon didn't know where he was or who he was dealing with or what he was doing. He lifted his pelvis and applied force to his thighs, squeezing Shinje's forearm between his legs.
Hateful, disgusting, pitiful guide. Did he know he would end up like this until a few hours ago when he followed me into the car down a narrow, dirty alley. What if he knew? Even if he knew, did he follow him? Taein bit his lower lip. With his arms, which had become stronger from the exertion of his strength, he wrapped Yoo-geon tightly in his arms and spurred him on.
"Haaak, ah, ah!"
The penis wrapped in thin epidermis wriggled. It was a foreshadowing of the situation. Yoo Geon stopped struggling aimlessly and opened her eyes wide. The glans, which was heavily crushed and leaking thin fluid, throbbed vigorously in the large, hard man's hand.
"ah… … !"
Yoo Geon's head tilted back. The back of his head rested against Taein's shoulder, and his thick black hair was rubbed against his neck exposed through the collar of his shirt. Yoo Geon's scent was evident in his rising body temperature. The young man, who was sharply raised like a captured wild animal, had a soapy scent, reminiscent of a baby's anger.
"ah… … . Ah, huh... … . Hmm… … ."
The heat that had been gathering somewhere in my lower abdomen pooled at the base of my genitals, and then gushed out through the urethra. Yoo Geon couldn't even make a proper moan, opened his mouth, trembled, and shot out semen. The thin liquid squirted half onto my chest and stomach and half onto the back of Taein's hand. Then it dripped down and pooled on the smooth marble floor.
Taein furrowed his eyebrows. Even though I was wearing gloves, the feeling of someone else's semen, and that of the guide, being sprayed on my hands was extremely unpleasant. I wanted to take off my gloves right away, throw them in the trash can, and take a long shower.
Seeing his expression, Shinje laughed silently. As if he had been waiting, he stretched out his hand and stroked Yugeon's chest and stomach. His long, white fingers were soaked in semen and ran down the back of his hand. He lifted the soggy back of his hand and licked the semen. He casually looked as if he would not eat anything unless it was cooked by a chef at a high-end restaurant.
"You've cummed a lot. It tastes good... … . Well, it's nice to see you looking healthy."
He commented on Yu-gun's semen in a generous tone. It was a remark that would have made Yoo Geon gnash his teeth in disgust and shame if he had heard it, his cheeks stained red and his eyes drooping in Tae In's arms. If only he had enough reason left in him.
I probed the hole again with my middle finger, which was soaked and glistening with semen. Earlier, I was wondering if a single word would go in or not, but thanks to the slippery semen, it was slowly inserted.
"Ugh! don't do it… … ."
"You have to get used to it. "In the future, I will receive many things bigger than this."
My knuckles were caught in the thickly tightened entrance. I patted his twitching buttocks and pushed him in with force. Hold, hold, hold. My middle finger got stuck in the narrow inner wall several times.
"evil… … !"
Yoo Geon's insides were extremely stiff. The elastic, curved inner wall clamped down on Shinje's fingers. Rather than consciously tightening it, it seemed as if I was just shaking in shock at the sensation of a foreign object suddenly poking in.
Fingers stuck to the roots pried through the inside mercilessly. She smeared her own semen onto the inner walls, gently scratching and rubbing them. Without even giving me time to adjust to my middle finger, I pushed my index finger in as well. I scratched one spot with two fingers, then spun around and scratched another spot. I tried spreading my index and middle fingers apart as if I were using scissors to widen the inside.
"ah… … "Black."
Yugeon stirred painfully as he felt his stomach opening. Unable to open her eyes and only breathing heavily, she desperately grabbed Taein's forearm over her shirt as if to tell him to stop. She didn't seem to be able to tell whether it was Shin-je or Tae-in who was probing inside her. A well-ironed black dress shirt was wrinkled in the shape of a hand.
I closed my spread fingers again. A wet sound came from the lightly moist inner wall. She pulled it out once and then plunged it deeper until the very bottom of her finger, the joint connecting the back of her hand, was pressed into the hole. In that state, she lightly flicked her fingertip and pressed inside.
"Huh!"
At that moment, Yoo-geon's body jumped as if convulsing. The priest's finger that he was biting on became tight enough to make it tingle. Beneath his slim stomach, where the outline of his abdominal muscles was vaguely visible due to tight tension, his penis, which had already ejaculated once, was half-standing again. Taein reached out and grabbed his penis as if he were possessed.
Shinje deftly unbuttoned his buttons with one hand and rolled up his sleeves over his forearms. He stopped groping and rolling it here and there and started just thrusting it back and forth. Because he was repeating the same movements so quickly, his arms also had muscles and blood vessels standing out.
Puck, puck, puck. Two straight fingers stuck in and out of the foot hole one after another. At the same time, a semen-covered gloved hand was shaking the cock. The sound of jumping up and down was loud. There was a breathless moan on top of that.
"Uh, yes, ah… … iced coffee! ah!"
Shinje penetrated Yugeon's insides as if inserting his penis. He moved his hand, imagining how to play with his dick, where to hit the inner wall that was constantly tightening and loosening to make Yugeon cum, and what it would feel like to scratch the inside that his fingers couldn't reach with his glans.
If you pull out your finger, which has been inserted all the way to the root, a little bit of flesh around the entrance will come out. Insert it again with force. Because the inside of the hole is so short, it closes back up, so you have to push it in as if you are trying to pry open the gap. If you shake off the pressure and go in, the firm, smooth mucous membrane wraps around your knuckles and makes you squirm.
"Who do you prefer to do it for? Yoo Geon. Do you like the front or the back?"
The priest asked. Every time I penetrated it deeply, my palm hit my buttocks and a clanking sound was heard.
"Hmm… … ."
Instead of an answer, a broken sob came back. The red, wet lips that moved intermittently reminded me of the hole he was currently digging through. It was pretty lame. Next time, I'll definitely have to put it in my mouth.
"I think it would be a bit unfortunate to say that the front is better."
As he continued speaking, Shinje leaned closer. I dug into Yoo-gun's weakly widened thighs, pulled his calves, and made him wrap his legs around my waist. The outline of his genitals protruding above his pants threatened to crush Yugeon's groin. It was almost pitiful to see so many bruises on his knees.
"… … "Because you're going to get sick of me from now on."
Pow! A finger bent like a rake scratched the inner wall and crushed the prostate. That was the final blow to burst the dam. The itching heat spread uncontrollably. It was a pleasure close to pain. The thighs that had clumsily tightened the priest's waist twitched spasmodically and then became stiff. His toes in the air turned white and curled up.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh."
Yoo Geon, who was swaying between the two men, swallowed his breath repeatedly. Her tightly closed eyes were wet and blood appeared on her neck. The hole in the center of her glans bulged as it hardened to its limit. The penis in Taein's hand jumped out. Every time, semen gushed out and flowed down her pole.
"Ugh… … ."
Yoo Geon was tossing his head back and forth as he suffered from a sharp climax. His tangled hair kept tickling the back of Taein's neck. That was very annoying. Tae-in impulsively grabbed Yoo-gun's chin and turned his head. He was clearly just trying to clean up the back of his head, but... … . The next moment, he was kissing Yoo Geon. Because he had just experienced an orgasm, Yoo Geon's mouth was helplessly dry. His tongue, the roof of his mouth, and the inside of his cheeks were all hot. Strangely enough, it tasted sweet.
Taein was completely reluctant to have physical contact with the guide. It was not extremely difficult for him to find a guide as compatible as Shinje, but he did not receive guidance of his own free will. He had the appearance of a monk who practiced asceticism and seemed to despise illegal substances such as drugs. He spent every day addicted to drugs.
Then, the guiding experience I experienced was dizzying to the point of being dangerous. How should I compare this? When a cigarette was passed on to a smoker suffering from severe withdrawal symptoms, or when a sumptuous feast was served before the eyes of a person who had starved for ten days. It was about a thousand times more pleasure than it was back then. Did you say that Shinje's compatibility rate with other guides has never exceeded 2%? So what is the compatibility rate with Yoo Geon? 10 percent? 20 percent? More than that? I don't know. I can't even guess.
Where has a guide like this been found before? Did his real brother have someone like this next to him 24 hours a day? Awakened people who did not receive guidance would have lived a peaceful life without knowing or needing to know how they were going crazy by the minute.
If it was level F, just holding hands or hugging over clothes would have been enough to have a guiding effect, but no, in fact, because of that, having sex would have been like heaven. You were planning to keep this to yourself for the rest of your life? A jealousy that was beyond reason rose up.
Tae-in naturally became curious as he held and kissed Yoo-geon's chin, who was breathing heavily. Does this feel like this inside his intestines? What if instead of putting your tongue in his mouth, you put your penis in his hole? The moment he thought about that, his mind came to his senses. He realized what he was doing and he parted his lips as if they were on fire. He was disgusted to death with the person he was kissing just moments ago, and with himself.
"Huh, huh. Ugh… … !"
As soon as he let go of his hand, Yoo Geon fell to the floor. He lay down helplessly and nauseated. His chest heaved dangerously. Aside from the overuse of his legs, even his hands were shaking. It was a side effect of drug overdose.
"You told me not to make you sick from the first day as a guide?"
The priest gave a rebuke, pretending to be mild. Only her tone of voice was refreshing, and her face was not smiling at all. Her eyes, hiding the madness beneath her pretty features, were creepy.
"sorry."
Shin Je stood up and tapped Yoo Geon's thigh with his shoe. As if checking to see if he was dead or alive.
"Call someone and take care of it. Wash him well, take him to his room, treat him, buy him some pretty clothes, including a uniform, and dress him up. "He is the exclusive guide for Erewhon Team 1, but you can't let him wander around like he was just rolling around on the street."
"yes."
After finishing what he had to say, Shinje left without any regrets. It was an attitude that was hard to believe that Ira, who had been passionately rushing in and sucking on Yoo Geon just a little while ago, was having fun.
Taein took off his gloves, which were covered in various bodily fluids. He took out his cell phone and was about to call his employee, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he stopped his hand. He slightly opened the collar of his shirt and looked inside. His chest, which had been in a terrible shape due to self-harm due to self-harm whenever he could not bear the madness and pain, was completely healed.
The wound disappeared without a trace, but a new feeling of self-loathing was engraved in its place.
* * *
Yoo Geon, who lost consciousness, was taken to an unknown location by someone who did not know who he was. His memories of being caught between Shinje and Taein and being subjected to something shocking became blurred like a randomly mixed palette. Because of his drug energy, there was no time to think about anything else.
The cigarette he had inhaled before even a single puff had wreaked havoc on his body. The roof of my mouth and airway were destroyed along the path of fragrant and poisonous smoke. My head felt like it was going to explode, I felt nauseous, and it was so cold.
It's too much to even call it a drug. It was deadly poison. If an ordinary person who doesn't know anything touches it incorrectly, it can easily end up in trouble. The image of Shinje smiling casually with a cigarette in his mouth came to mind. If he smoked this habitually, how long must he have suffered from extreme pain?
Finally, he opened his eyes in a dark, unfamiliar room. I was wrapped in a cozy blanket that I had laid down for the first time in my life. There was a nice scent from both the blanket and the pillow. It felt like my body was buried in clouds and floating aimlessly. It was a world away from the cheap bed in the old studio he lived in that made a squeaking sound every time he breathed in and out.
"… … ."
Rustling, I felt a small presence next to me. Yoo Geon blinked his watery eyes a few times and then looked away. There was another person in the dark room with all the lights off. I couldn't tell who it was. It was dark everywhere, and all I could see was the silhouette vaguely like a black mass.
The unknown opponent did nothing. He entered Yoo Geon's room and came to his bed, but did not speak to him or touch him. He just stood motionless. Who is it? When things got scary without knowing why, he moved a little. There was a faint sloshing sound. It was the sound of bottled water shaking.
The moment I recognized the presence of water, the thirst I had forgotten suddenly rose up. It was so terrible that she wondered how she had never known about it. Every time I took a breath, the dry airways stuck together and fell apart. Her throat felt sore and burning. I felt like I was going to die if I didn't drink water right away. Yugeon muttered hoarsely while still lying down and turning his head towards the other person.
"water… … ."
Just that one syllable made my throat feel like it was stabbing. Normally, he would never have pleaded with a suspicious person whose identity he did not know, but now he had not completely regained his senses.
"Do you want to drink water?"
It was the first voice I heard. It was neither Woo Shin-je nor Zhou Tae-in. The man's voice was soft and gentle, but seemed a little young.
"… … ."
Yoo Geon took a deep breath and nodded. He didn't even have the strength to reject a stranger. On the other side of the darkness, the other person laughed breathlessly.
"I'm Hee-su. Kwon Hee-su. "I turn 20 this year."
It was truly unexpected timing. Why would he suddenly introduce himself in front of a patient who was so thirsty that he couldn't come to his senses?
"Please call my name, bro. "Then I'll let you drink it."
Yoo Geon quietly frowned. What else is this supposed to do? I tried to glare at the other person, but the room was so dark that I couldn't see his face.
"Can't you do this much? "I kept waiting to say hello to my brother."
Hee-su immediately became sullen. The attitude of not hiding his emotions was very cute. But Yoo Geon did not relax his nerves. He said this was Erewhon. This place is full of people who have gone a long way even if the outer shell is fine and the inside tastes good. No matter how cute he looks, the man in front of me is already far from being an 'ordinary cute boy'.
Should I call your name or not? Yoo Geon was conflicted for a moment. He didn't want to give in to what the other person asked, but he couldn't ignore the consequences of not complying with his demands. If you think about it with common sense, you might be tempted to punish me for not calling you by my name... … . Judging from the precedents of Shinje and Taein, it was quite possible. Those tribes still remained.
"Kwon, Hee-su."
Yoo Geon barely touched his lips as he endured the burning pain beyond his neck. The sound split to the point where it was difficult to hear. He listened to what he wanted, but Hee-su showed no sign of letting him drink water. Instead, he hid the water bottle he was holding behind his back.
"What is your name?"
"Are you asking because you really don't know?"
The Hunters of Erewhon, as well as the Espers at the Awakened Management Headquarters, all knew the details of Yoo Geon's personal details that were not even disclosed to them. Strangely, I have never officially belonged to any group and am not active on the Internet at all.
Hee-soo must have already known enough to know because he purposely came to Yoo-geon's room and called him brother. However, it was disgusting that they pretended not to know and asked my name first.
"I know, I know. I've read that guy's profile over 30 times. I memorized my height, weight, foot size, date of birth, constellation, and blood type. Oh, I also memorized the lunar birthday, just in case."
"… … ."
"Still, I want to hear it directly from my brother's mouth. That's what self-introduction is all about, right? "That makes it meaningful."
It was a sight to behold. Let's say that the date of birth and blood type are easily known because they are expressed as a guide and submitted when registering at the center. key? weight? foot size? How on earth did you find this out? Did he secretly conduct a physical examination while he was unconscious?
At this point, I couldn't sit still and listen. Yoo Geon bit his lower lip and raised his upper body. The legs that were shaking helplessly around Shinje's waist, and the wrists that were tightly held by Taein's large hands were in excruciating pain. My teeth chattered again.
With difficulty, I stretched out my weak hand and pressed the switch that had been blinking the small LED light earlier, signaling my presence. Click. The mood light next to the bed turned on. The other person's appearance was revealed in soft lighting.
Hee-su stood next to Yoo-geon's bed with her hand holding the bottle casually hanging down. He seemed to be much more normal than I had imagined just hearing voices in the dark. I actually felt a sense of discomfort because I was sane and not like a crazy person who told nonsense about the lunar birthday to a person I was meeting for the first time.
A soft-looking round neck knit, cotton pants, slippers worn on bare feet, and brown hair covering the forehead. He was like a painter's muse standing in front of a canvas. There was a spot on the bridge of his nose with a light orange glow. Even that looked like it had been painstakingly taken by an artist.
"it's okay."
"yes?"
"Water, that's it."
Yoo Geon gave up water. Although he was extremely thirsty, he was not desperate enough to play to Hee-su's rhythm. The only water in the world is not the only bottle containing Hee-su. You can get water from somewhere else later. If you can't decide, just drink tap water from the bathroom sink.
"Are you really not going to drink it?"
"uh."
"really? I worked so hard to save you for my brother? Put it in a bottle with care... … ."
"I said there was no need."
Hee-su immediately became depressed again. He took a step forward and held out a water bottle. Has the prank become boring and decided to stop? Yoo Geon inadvertently tried to grab the water bottle.
"Hyung, ah."
Heesu threw the water bottle back. Yoo Geon's hand cut through the air senselessly.
"Ah, do it."
"what?"
"I will feed you."
"under… … ."
Yoo Geon burst out laughing. Her whole body hurts as if she had been hit by a metal club, and she is still dizzy and her vision is blurring. What are you doing now? I just wanted to throw it all away.
"Let's stop."
Hee-su smiled brightly.
"no? drink. "You're thirsty."
Suddenly, a hand came up and grabbed the back of my neck. Hee-su's hands, which seemed better suited to writing, drawing, and playing musical instruments than to fighting, were surprisingly strong. A short groan erupted from Yoo Geon.
"Ugh… … !"
Opening the water bottle by pushing the cap open with the thumb of one hand, Hee-su briefly admired Yoo-geon's face in her grasp. The cool face that had maintained its composure no matter what he said cracked. The black eyes wavered back and forth, unable to hide their embarrassment. Hee-su suppressed laughter inwardly. Oh, fuck. Brothers. If the new guide looked like this, you should have told me a long time ago.
"drink. "You're thirsty."
He repeated the same words without changing his expression. The spout of his bottle stuck between his slightly parted lips. Yoo Geon made a sound out of breath. Either way, he tilted the bottle and let the water flow.
"town! Hmm, wow... … "Wow!"
Yoo Geon's neck rose and fell steeply, with his head tilted back due to his own will. A stream of water leaked from the corner of the lips and flowed over it.
"Drink more."
The steady gush of cold water filled my throat. The tip of her nose was sore, and she couldn't breathe properly. I felt like I was going to die, and I had to quickly push the other person away, but my body didn't have the strength to do so.
"Drink more."
He grasped the back of Yoo Geon's neck, turned his head slightly, and whispered. It is similar to the action of adjusting the angle right before kissing. Hee-su's voice remained consistent no matter how many times she repeated it.
"Drink more."
Yu-geon's hand, which had been wandering on the blanket desperately, twitched and stiffened. And slowly climbed towards his water bottle. Regardless of his own will. Yoo Geon grabbed his water bottle, his hands shaking. The surface of the water shook violently and overflowed.
At first glance from a distance it would appear that he was drinking water voluntarily. But he was in a panic and couldn't do anything. I never thought losing control of my body would be this terrible. I was more scared now than when I was beaten to death or when I was humiliated.
While my vision was completely black, the pieces of the puzzle were put together one by one. Kwon Hee-soo is an awakened person. Awakened people with mental abilities are rare compared to the physical world, so they are treated as precious, but it is not at all strange that there is at least one mental awakened person in Erewhon, where all kinds of talented people gather.
The conclusion was not difficult to come to. Hypnosis, suggestion, mind control. It was Hee-su's ability. Next, an eerie hypothesis emerged. What if Heesu had given another command instead of telling him to drink water? for example… … . Like hold your breath. In that case, Yoo Geon would have died without even being able to offer proper resistance. The cause of death was probably murder disguised as suicide.
A loud ringing sound rang in my ears. Even my consciousness became blurred as the water kept flowing into my nose and mouth.
"Oops! "Cluck, clack, clack."
Hee-su let go and stepped away. A water bottle with almost no contents left rolled on the blanket that covered Yugeon's lower body.
"Brother, I'm sorry. Did it hurt a lot? The blanket is all wet. What should I do? My clothes are wet too. "I'll clean it right away."
Yoo Geon lowered his head and coughed repeatedly. His shoulders and back were shaking convulsively. Water dripped down the tips of her wet black hair and down her jawline.
"I got angry without even realizing it. I feel sad because my brother pushes me away so much... … . Ah, you shouldn't be like this from the first meeting. "I promised myself that I wouldn't break it this time and that I would take good care of it."
Yoo Geon raised his head and glared at him. The bloodshot eyes were so red that they were visible even under the dim lighting. It was even worse down there. My nose, cheeks, and mouth were soaked as if I had just washed my face. Hee-su reached out as if she were possessed and wiped the area around his eyes with her thumb. Yoo Geon gritted his teeth and slapped him away. Heesu didn't even blink, although it was likely to be painful since she hit him with all her might.
"What on earth are you guys up to? "What do you want to do by bringing me here?"
"brother?"
"Are you going to abuse me and play with me until I die, then replace me with another guide when I die? "If that guide dies, replace it with another guide?"
"… … ."
"Is that fun? "Is it fun to do something like that, you bastards?"
Yoo-gun's voice was filled with anger as he poured out sharp words through his rough breathing. It was the anger of the weak who had to endure injustice. Hee-su listened to him with wide eyes. The way he opened his lips slightly and blinked his eyes in succession seemed innocent enough. Then she opened her eyes brightly and smiled.
"Of course it's fun, right?"
Yoo Geon was speechless. For some unknown reason, my heart tightened. I wasn't even angry.
"It's fun, but I didn't bring you here just to have fun."
"then?"
"Didn't you hear from the leader? You have to die with us. "That's what he came here for."
Yoo Geon could not believe his ears. It was a shocking story. It was never something he would say out loud like that.
"That's our leader's life goal. Kill everyone and die yourself. To be honest, I don't really understand... … . Is it difficult to understand him for a day or two? "I don't really want to understand."
At the same time, he tries to touch Yu-geon's cheek with a bright smile.
"I just need to understand my brother. I want to understand my brother. My brother understands me too. yes? Let's take time to get to know each other."
Yoo Geon just nodded his head expressionlessly and avoided his touch.
"What does that mean?"
"You mean we understand each other? That's what it is. First, let's lie down together… … ."
"He's going to kill everyone and kill himself too."
"… … ."
Hee-su remained silent. I decided to pretend not to notice that his expression had completely changed in a short moment. Instead of answering, he quietly smiled.
"Anyway, welcome to Erewhon."
Then their name is called. Naturally, as if he had known it from the beginning.
"Please take care of me, Yoo Geon."
The voice of a man who was not present was overlaid on top of that.
〈Become a guide to Erewhon and obey my orders. Endure anything. and… … . Follow me into the gate.〉
The new emperor was looking for a huge mutant species floating in the sky. Even though I was suffering from side effects and was half out of my mind, I persisted. He also called the mutant species 'Al Muten' and immediately asked Yugeon if he had seen it. He also said that he would visit Yoo Geon again someday.
He tried to take Yoo Geon with him because he knew that even experienced hunters would die in large numbers. like… … . As if there was an enemy there that could only be killed in that way, and that must be suffocated even at the risk of one's life.
I felt like I knew the meaning of what he said without having to hear an answer from Hee-su.