Chapter 128: If We Get Rid Of Them

Tae Hwan handed the kaoliang liquor he had secretly taken to a passing waiter and told him to just throw it away.

If Bodam found out, it wouldn’t have ended with just having his sideburns grabbed.

‘How dare he throw away alcohol. And expensive alcohol at that.’

– What are you talking about?

Hyo Rin, his third older sister, snapped at Tae Hwan, who had started talking to the waiter while on the phone.

She was the calmest of Tae Hwan’s siblings.

Tae Hwan, who had ignored his sister’s words, gritted his teeth and told her to stop calling him.

– Shut up. I’m going to call you until you go to America.

“Do you have nothing better to do?”

– You think I have time to spare?

Hyo Rin, who was taking business classes to take over the casino resort complex run by their eldest, snapped that she didn’t even have time to date.

Even so, she diligently tormented her youngest brother.

Even though she knew Tae Hwan didn’t welcome contact from his family, she clung to him until he made a decision.

– Why are you trying to rot in this tiny piece of land? Do you want to grow old and die in this shitty domestic Center? Break the contract and just move to America.

“I said I’m not going.”

America, which had a relatively high rate of S-class manifestations, had a much wider and freer living area for superhumans.

Unlike Korea, where those with higher ranks were strictly separated from the general public, they were even allowed to live with their families if they wanted.

As long as they met the most important condition.

– You could live while seeing your parents’ faces if you just get imprinted, you unfilial son of a b*tch. Is there no one for you to do that with? Do you not even date there?

In America, Espers with an imprinted partner were guaranteed freedom.

Therefore, most superhumans in America looked for a partner to spend their lives with from an early age.

Accordingly, the environment and welfare for guides were also properly established, so much so that their job satisfaction was very high.

It was an atmosphere where all Espers cherished and showered guides with affection.

To prevent gates from forming along with an Esper’s wavelength, Espers were not allowed to live together in areas not designated as superhuman zones.

Aside from that basic restriction, it was a paradise-like country for Espers.

Of course, not everyone could belong to the American Center just by wanting to.

– What’s so great about staying in Korea when you’re an S-class with American citizenship? Are you dating the Center Director?

“Wow- shit, don’t cross the line.”

Tae Hwan, who had lived in the United States until before entering middle school, had dual citizenship.

He could leave for America whenever he wanted, but he had no intention of getting the most important thing, imprinting.

Just the thought of settling down with one guide made him feel suffocated.

‘Never, unless it’s Yoon Bodam.’

– If you ignore my calls again, I’m coming to the Center.

“You’ll die if you come, seriously.”

– Just try ignoring me. I’m coming in a bikini.

Tae Hwan, who had responded with a string of curses, hung up the phone.

His brother and eldest sister had given up long ago.

But only Lee Hyo Rin seemed determined to keep contacting him until he actually went to America.

He was sure that she was taking out her frustration on him after her recent love life had gone down the drain.

“Ha, this psycho.”

A heavy fatigue set in after he ended the tiresome call.

Tae Hwan, who was experiencing stress he hadn’t felt even when destroying gates in succession, massaged the back of his neck for a long time before heading to the room.

Then, as he neared the entrance, his feet froze.

At the sound of Yoon Bodam’s voice coming from inside the room.

“I came because of you, Team Leader. To the toughest Center headquarters.”

Bodam chuckled at Seung Ho, who showed little reaction to his confession of having liked him.

‘I knew you’d be like this.’

“I came because I wanted to see you. Han Seung Ho, with my own eyes. For sure.”

Bodam, who made a V-sign with his fingers and pointed at his own eyes, then poked it towards Seung Ho, smiled even brighter.

When he was younger, his wish was to see Han Seung Ho’s face once before he died.

The first time he took the subway alone to Seoul was to loiter in front of the hospital where he had been hospitalized with manifestation pains.

He had heard that it was so painful to awaken as a superhuman.

He had never thought he would experience it himself and had only worried about others.

‘Why did I like Han Seung Ho so much back then?’

“I got dumped by my girlfriend because I was only looking up articles about Han Seung Ho.”

‘Why did I like a person who was so expressionless and frustratingly taciturn?’

Clang.

Bodam, startled by the sound of a fork falling to the floor, widened his eyes.

It was the sound of a fork that had been precariously perched on Seung Ho’s plate falling.

‘So Han Seung Ho drops things too.’

“Stay still! I’ll get it.”

Bodam rushed over, even waving his arms to prevent the physically uncomfortable Seung Ho from getting up.

Seung Ho just watched the drunkard, who was stumbling towards him as if dancing, without saying a word.

“You shouldn’t use things that have fallen on the floor.”

Bodam, who had picked up the fork with a tone of voice as if he were dealing with a child, became curious about the price of the expensive-looking fork.

The wide plates and even the liquor glasses all looked like high-end products.

As he was wondering how much it would all cost and about to sit down on the floor,

“And now?”

Seung Ho grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

“Do you not like me anymore?”

Bodam, who had lost his balance at the pulling force, grabbed Seung Ho’s shoulder and leaned on him.

At the sudden question, he held out the fork in his hand and asked back with his eyes, “This?”

“Not that, me.”

Seung Ho, who had spread his legs, replied, closing the distance with Bodam even more.

He supported him between his legs so that Bodam, whose body had gone limp, wouldn’t fall.

His right hand alone was not enough to hold the swaying Bodam.

“Ah, Han Seung Ho.”

Bodam leaned his body completely against Seung Ho and moved his head up, down, left, and right.

While cupping the handsome face he had fallen asleep dreaming of meeting every night in his fresh school days with both hands.

“Now…”

He mulled over the question with his slowly turning head and examined Seung Ho’s eyes, nose, and mouth one by one.

‘That guy is really handsome. To be this tall with this face.’

“Hmm… now.”

Meeting his calm black eyes, the nausea in his stomach from the alcohol subsided.

He was a person with the talent to calm even the surrounding atmosphere.

He was scary, but cool to the point of being annoying, and Han Seung Ho, who seemed to stand alone above the sky.

“I feel sorry for you.”

The fluttering feelings were gone, but the anger that had made his blood boil was also gone.

When he thought of Han Seung Ho now, his heart just ached to the point of being warm.

“I feel so sorry for you… I’m scared you’ll actually die.”

Moisture welled up in the voice of Bodam, who was quickly overcome with emotion.

He felt as sorry for Han Seung Ho as he did for Kang Yi Jun.

And Lee Tae Hwan too.

All of them.

“Why is everyone so pitiful? It’s so annoying.”

He didn’t feel like leaving them and leaving the Center.

‘I only have a happy path left for me. But these guys, really.’

“Team Leader.”

Bodam, who had always received Seung Ho’s cold gaze whenever he cried in the past, unconsciously hugged the back of his neck to hide his reddened eyes.

As if his body remembered the emotional scars.

“Don’t force yourself to do things you don’t want to do.”

It made him even sadder to learn the limits of his healing ability.

‘A person who extremely dislikes contact with people. How terrible must it have been?’

“I’ll help you. Don’t do it.”

Bodam lowered his head and whispered, his lips against Seung Ho’s ear.

‘I’m actually quite rich.’

He encouraged him to quit, saying that he would make sure he wouldn’t have to worry about starving, so if he didn’t want to do it, he should just quit like him.

Seung Ho’s lips, deeply immersed in that small voice, parted slightly, then closed.

He just hugged Bodam tighter.

Bodam didn’t push away Seung Ho, who was hugging his body to the point of making his chest ache.

As if he were pleading for help.

He could feel it without Han Seung Ho saying it, because he now knew that he was a person who was clumsy with his expressions.

‘Don’t go.’

At the low voice that brushed past his ear, Bodam’s eyes rolled.

…‘Should I not go?’

Bodam, who was leaning his cheek on Seung Ho’s head, thought it over as he quietly hugged Seung Ho, who was clinging to him.

It was fun to live with them, who had changed 180 degrees.

There was no way a life of playing, eating, and then working for a bit wouldn’t be happy.

He also had to move to a safe apartment and needed more money to become a building owner.

The greed of a human.

“But I…”

Bodam trailed off.

A sigh came out on its own.

Honestly, it was a waste to let his excellent guiding skills go to waste, and it was nice to live with them, who had turned over a new leaf, but.

“I don’t like the Center.”

Bodam’s first workplace, the Center headquarters, was a place filled with bad memories.

There were many ill-natured Espers, and especially their leader, the Esper Director, was a person steeped in a thirst for power.

Outside the Center, he pretended to be a good person, but he ignored guides and treated weak Espers like trash.

The people from Attack Team 1 weren’t great either…

“Say more.”

“Huh?”

“I said, say more about what you don’t like.”

Bodam tilted his head at Seung Ho’s words.

He was just thinking to himself.

Bodam, who was practically lying on Seung Ho’s body, began to list the shortcomings of the Center one by one.

“If we get rid of them.”

Bodam’s head turned at the sound of Tae Hwan’s voice coming from behind him.

Tae Hwan, who had approached without a sound, pulled Bodam to his feet and asked.

If he could stay if only the old pig bastard and the old geezers from Team 1 were gone.