Chapter 103: Want Me To Go?

The Director, not missing the momentary gap Yi Jun showed, dug in.

With the hand that had been busy blocking the cane, he pushed Yi Jun away and immediately created distance.

Even with the muscles of his face completely torn off, he maintained an unshakable posture.

Even if he was a has-been, he was still an Esper.

The Director, who was holding his lower jaw and waiting for the torn flesh to regenerate, pulled out the handle of the blood-covered cane.

Inside the golden handle, a poisoned needle was hidden.

It was a powerful poison, enough to paralyze an Esper, and had the power to kill a normal person with just a scratch.

It would inflict a fatal blow even on Kang Yi Jun, whose physical condition was not currently intact.

“Maybe… I should have just taken everything.”

Yi Jun, who was muttering as if possessed, showed no reaction to the Director’s presence approaching from behind him.

Without any thought of fighting back or avoiding it, he just quietly waited for the needle flying towards the nape of his neck.

He wanted to fall asleep again.

Before hyung hated him even more.

“Heup…!”

The Director’s arm, which had been aiming for Yi Jun’s neck, froze in mid-air.

Even as he did his utmost, blood streaming from his torn mouth, his arm showed no sign of moving.

He even put his weight into it, but the cane, stuck in an intangible barrier, was immovable.

‘It must be Han Seung Ho’s barrier.’

Seung Ho, who had placed a barrier around the slumped Yi Jun, opened the hospital room door and walked in.

His barrier, which had blocked the attack, broke the tip of the cane with the needle.

“……”

The Director, who had not yet regenerated enough skin to open his mouth, only glared at Seung Ho.

Seung Ho, who pushed the broken cane back to the Director with his foot, maintained a cold gaze.

He read the situation, alternately glancing at the depressed Kang Yi Jun and the Director with the torn mouth.

The Director, who was panting with veins popping, looked ready to throw Yi Jun into the Esper detention center right away.

“We will decide on Esper Kang Yi Jun’s disposition after confirming the recorded video.”

The Director’s expression hardened at Seung Ho’s low voice.

‘Recorded video.’ He quickly scanned his eyes, looking for a camera, but saw nothing.

‘If it was a surveillance camera Han Seung Ho installed separately, the sound would have been recorded too.’

The Director, who had many things to hide in his conversation with Yi Jun, quickly reached out his hand.

To prevent his own statement, where he tried to forcibly form an imprint without the guide’s consent, from being leaked.

“Al, righ.”

The impatient Director even spat out incorrect pronunciations and blocked Seung Ho.

‘That’s enough. Just let it go.’ He mumbled through his barely open mouth and quietly retreated.

Because all his attention was focused on Kang Yi Jun, he didn’t even notice Seung Ho’s un-regenerated left arm.

The Director’s shoulders, hunched to hide his guilty conscience, didn’t straighten.

Not even until he left the hospital room.

Seung Ho, who picked up the needle that had fallen inside the barrier, looked down at Yi Jun.

A deep sense of depression emanated from Yi Jun’s heavy wavelength.

Seung Ho was aware of his unstable psychological state.

The place for an Esper who belonged to the high-risk group and couldn’t control their own emotions was the detention center.

But Kang Yi Jun was a person who would get out in no time even if put in the detention center.

“Are you going to kill me?”

Yi Jun, who lifted his head towards Seung Ho, asked.

Even though he couldn’t see, he sensed that the needle Seung Ho was holding was aimed at him.

“You won’t die from that.”

As Yi Jun had expected, Seung Ho aimed the tip of the needle at the black cloth covering his eyes.

It was a distance where he could burst Yi Jun’s eye with just a little force.

Seung Ho, who slowly turned the tip of the broken cane, answered.

“I can tie you up for life.”

“What are you going to do with me tied up.”

“I’ll keep you alive until your ability is useful.”

Seung Ho revealed Yi Jun’s eyes by pushing aside the black cloth with the needle.

He applied pressure, watching Yi Jun who furrowed his brow at the suddenly brightened vision.

He showed the thick needle, implying that he could blind him or paralyze his limbs right now.

“You can cooperate, or not. It’s your choice. And you’re responsible for the consequences.”

Seung Ho didn’t even put a restraining barrier on Yi Jun.

For an Esper, the difference in power was the greatest shield.

“Where’s Dam-hyung?”

Yi Jun, who averted his gaze from the needle, said something else.

At this, Seung Ho’s foot flew out.

Thump.

Seung Ho, who placed his foot on the dark chest, stood on Yi Jun’s body.

He pressed down on his chest until he couldn’t breathe, silencing the muttering mouth.

He had already expected that Kang Yi Jun would not cooperate.

If he wasn’t helpful, he had come to tie him up so he wouldn’t be a threat.

“Team Leader Han, stop.”

Just before the needle was about to be plunged into Yi Jun’s head, Team Leader Baek, who had appeared via teleportation, stopped Seung Ho.

Her clones grabbed Seung Ho’s wrist and pulled him away from Yi Jun.

“I told you to persuade him, who told you to punish him.”

Team Leader Baek, who collected the Director’s broken cane, placed a restraining barrier around Yi Jun’s entire body.

She helped Yi Jun, whose eyes were covered with the black cloth again, up and said to Seung Ho.

“We’ll take over Kang Yi Jun from now on.”

Seung Ho did not stop the transfer of management authority over Yi Jun to Attack Team 1.

He knew well that he would be the one at a disadvantage if he opposed it here.

He had to remain stably in his team leader position.

At least, while Yoon Bodam was at the Center.

“Guide Yoon Bodam is our exclusive.”

“Who said otherwise? I won’t touch him.”

Team Leader Baek, who was left as the main body after sending out Yi Jun surrounded by clones, snickered at Seung Ho.

Having understood that he meant not to demand Yi Jun’s guiding from his guide.

***

Connection established with Attack Team 3’s exclusive guide, Yoon Bodam-nim.

“Why?”

Tae Hwan, who had been repeating the same question for a while, confirmed it wasn’t a dream by hitting his head with a dumbbell.

After that, he ran recklessly without even the presence of mind to change out of his training clothes.

He decided to ask the person directly, certain that his watch had malfunctioned.

Of course, the reason that he wanted to see him was bigger.

“Yoon Bodam!”

Tae Hwan, who threw open the door to Bodam’s hospital room, was sweating as if he had been caught in the rain.

He was even panting from running all the way from the fitness center to the medical center building at once.

Bodam, who had been dozing off on the bed, looked at Tae Hwan, who was dripping with sweat, and then checked the window.

‘The day is cloudy, but it’s not raining yet.’

Tae Hwan, who was catching his breath, stuck his head out the door.

Then he even held his breath.

‘The gatekeeper is gone. That bastard Team Leader Kim is gone too.’

“Why…”

Tae Hwan’s eyes, his mind frozen from the shock, trembled.

‘Could it be true? It’s not a watch error? So they lifted his personal protection too? Really?!’

“What, punk. Say something.”

Bodam said casually to Tae Hwan, who was just staring with his mouth wide open.

As he blinked his sleepy eyes and tried to open a water bottle,

“Ah, you scared me.”

“I, I’ll open it for you.”

In his haste, Tae Hwan snatched the water bottle with his psychokinesis.

“Give it back.”

Then, scared by Bodam’s sharp gaze, he quickly returned the water bottle.

Bodam, who could open a measly cap like this with one hand, drank the water with ease.

“I appreciate you helping, but. Don’t use your psychokinesis recklessly.”

Bodam, who had quenched his thirst, conveyed the precautions to Tae Hwan as if he had been waiting.

They were words he had said while facing a wall just a few months ago.

He couldn’t bring himself to say it to his face, so he had really said it to the wall.

“Especially lifting me up or moving me without asking. Never do that again. It feels bad. I’m not a piece of luggage.”

“I’m sorry…”

Tae Hwan, who nodded his head along with his rapidly beating heart, took Bodam’s words to heart.

‘Psychokinesis forbidden. Psychokinesis forbidden on Yoon Bodam. Absolutely forbidden from now on.’

“…From now on?”

As he carefully mulled over Bodam’s words, his eyes flew open at a specific word.

‘From now on. From now on.’ To think these words could make a person’s heart flutter so much.

“Is, is it true? Are you coming?”

Bodam delayed his answer, drinking water at Tae Hwan’s reaction of asking with a flushed face.

As Bodam rolled his eyes and let out a small “hmm,” Tae Hwan gulped.

He wanted to tease him a bit more because his reaction was fun, but he held back.

‘Because that guy is my friend now.’

“Yeah. I’m coming. You got a problem with that?”

He had expected a booming “No!!” but an even greater reaction returned.

Tae Hwan, who covered his mouth, staggered, shaking his head so much that his bangs fell.

Because his legs had given out.

“Well, it’s not that serious…”

Bodam, who was rather flustered by the intense reaction, soon composed his expression.

‘I have to be strong. Strong. The initial impression is the most important.’

“Listen up. I’ve already talked to the team leader, so I’m not taking any objections. No more mucous membrane guiding.”

“Okay. Don’t do it. You don’t have to.”

Tae Hwan, who had corrected his posture, casually walked towards the bed.

He approached, nodding his head like a bobblehead doll, until Bodam told him to stop.

“Only for a set time each day, and that’s it. Of course, I’ll do it in an emergency. Take care of your own condition so that doesn’t happen. And be more careful. Got it?”

“……”

“I said, got it? Why, are you like this.”

In the end, Tae Hwan’s legs gave out again and he knelt.

As Yoon Bodam’s ticklish voice continued firmly, even standing was hard on his heart.

It didn’t matter what the content of that voice was.

Even if he said he wouldn’t give guiding.

“Say more.”

‘As long as you’re by my side. No, it’s fine even if you’re just in front of my eyes.’

“Tell me. I’ll listen to everything.”

As soon as Tae Hwan’s words finished, Bodam’s tears burst out.

It was definitely not of Bodam’s own will.

‘It’s Kang Yi Jun again.’

“Why, why are you crying. Why, I’m sorry. I’m sorry!”

At the sight of him suddenly bursting into tears, Tae Hwan pushed forward an apology first.

Bodam waved his hand.

He had been sad enough to make his chest ache even before dozing off.

The feeling of relief after preparing to leave the hospital room was definitely good, but really, out of the blue.

The hospital room, left alone, felt excessively lonely.

“Were you offended because I told you to say more? Is that it? Does your chest hurt? Does it hurt here? Are you uncomfortable?”

Tae Hwan endlessly poured questions on Bodam, who was swallowing his tears while stroking his empty chest.

Bodam, who wiped his tears with his sleeve and teared up even more for no reason, furrowed his brow.

‘Damn it, this is a new shirt.’

“Should I get lost?”

“Lee Tae Hwan.”

“Yeah.”

“Hug me.”

As soon as Bodam’s command fell, Tae Hwan reflexively shot up from the floor where he had been kneeling.

He stood up as if his legs had never given out and hugged Bodam.

Not forgetting to naturally pat his thin back.

At the feeling of Tae Hwan’s dependable palm stroking his back, Bodam gradually calmed down.

He was like a guy who had a knack for comfort.

So actually, he had been waiting for Tae Hwan to come.

He had expected him to come running as soon as he got the notification that the exclusive guide connection had been made.

He had hoped he would soothe his sinking emotions.

“I won’t be here long. I’m going back in 3 months.”

“Stay as long as you want.”

Tae Hwan, who tightened his arms around Bodam, murmured like a prayer.

“You don’t have to do anything, just do whatever you want.”

“…I was going to.”

Bodam, who leaned on Tae Hwan’s firm shoulder, subtly buried his face.

A strangely good smell came from his sweat-drenched body.

‘Well, that’s strange.’