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“If things get dangerous, I’ll be the first to run.”
“And we’ll bring Poppi back safely.”
Jaeyul’s voice keeps flowing into my ears, but it’s hard to properly process it.
It’s like it goes in one ear and straight out the other.
But honestly, if someone hugs you from behind and says things like that, wouldn’t anyone’s mind wander elsewhere?
Jaeyul’s solid body wraps around me, his fingers absentmindedly tracing my arm, and every time he speaks, warm breath spills against my neck, tickling it.
The pheromones lingering like faint perfume, mixed with body wash and shampoo.
There are far too many reasons to have trouble focusing on his words.
“…Jaeyul….”
I think I know his real intention.
This conversation probably isn’t what matters to him right now either.
If I just tilt my head a little, our lips will meet, and then…
I think this is my moment to be brave.
There isn’t much time left before deployment, but somehow, it’ll work out.
The heat builds layer by layer until I can’t take it anymore.
Grabbing Jaeyul’s arm, I close my eyes and turn my head.
Now his lips should touch mine—
they should—
“I almost made another mistake.”
The sensation against my lips feels strange.
Too rough to be lips, too smooth to be a cheek.
When I open my eyes, I realize what touched me.
“It’s my hand.
Until we properly define our relationship, we agreed not to do things like this….
Sorry, hyung.”
It’s Jaeyul’s palm.
In that brief moment, he blocked my lips with his hand, released the back hug, and stepped far away.
No—seriously, what has that been about since last time?!
This thing or that thing, anything is fine!
This is driving me crazy.
Every time the mood starts leaning that way, Jaeyul flips the table.
Sleeping close together is out of the question, kissing too.
At best, it’s a peck like little kids.
I didn’t think my libido was particularly strong, but with how often he stops things right in front of me, I’m starting to feel seriously frustrated.
At this rate, the day I pounce on Jaeyul myself might actually come.
“Just wait a little longer.
Once this is over, we’ll do it properly.”
I don’t understand why all these complicated steps are necessary.
If our feelings are mutual, shouldn’t that be enough…?
What I want isn’t a confession—it’s Seon Jaeyul.
Why doesn’t he get that?
Or am I just terrible at dating and missing something obvious?
“W-who said anything…?
I wasn’t trying to do anything either….”
And yet, pointless words spill out of my own mouth.
That’s not how I really feel, but I say it anyway to hide the embarrassment of having my kiss blocked.
As if I never meant to kiss him in the first place.
Maybe the real problem isn’t Jaeyul—
maybe it’s my mouth.
It’d be better if it only opened when I’m eating.
A loud siren blares as the assembly order comes down.
Honestly, good timing.
Things were about to get unbearably awkward.
Thanks to that brief incident, the pressure in my chest eases a little too.
I’d been so restless—worried someone might get hurt, worried we might fail to save Poppi.
“Be careful.
The most important thing is you, Jaeyul.
No matter what happens, you have to come back.
Got it?”
“Don’t worry.
I’ll bring Poppi back and return soon, so you wait somewhere safe.”
Why does he say that with such certainty?
It’s confidence with no real basis, but hearing it still makes my heart lighter.
It feels like Jaeyul will really keep that promise.
“Okay.
Let’s go together until the rally point.”
I deliberately act nonchalant so Jaeyul can leave without worry, and step out of the tent first.
—or rather, the moment I take one step outside, I’m yanked straight back in.
My wrist is grabbed hard, and as I stumble forward, something pitch-black fills my vision.
“Mm—!”
Something hot and soft presses against my lips, and a smooth body forces its way in.
Like someone parched for ages, a tongue savagely licks and prods inside my mouth.
When that invading tongue pulls back, impatient lips rush in as if to swallow mine whole.
It’s a kiss I never expected, and my body doesn’t react properly at first.
It’s definitely good, but shock hits before pleasure.
Still, the heat rises fast.
Breath and saliva mix, lips and tongues rub together, and my heartbeat accelerates with every movement.
Yes.
This is what I wanted.
Just as I gather myself and try to respond more actively to the sweet, clumsy kiss—
“Sorry….
I really couldn’t hold back.”
Jaeyul pulls away and speaks.
I lean forward to continue the kiss, meaning I don’t mind, but his face keeps retreating.
“I’m sorry, hyung.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
I’ll be back.”
Still apologizing, Jaeyul slips out of the tent.
The heat he left behind is mine alone to deal with.
“Jaeyul!”
Who told you to hold back, you idiot?!
Why are you doing this to me?
This is driving me insane.
I feel like going out there and killing X myself, just to pick up where we left off.
“Everyone, be careful.
Even if you feel good physically, don’t overdo it.
Don’t rush in just because you see an opening.
Try to attack together as much as possible.
If you try to handle things alone and get counterattacked, it’s far more dangerous.
Especially you, Bomyeong.”
“Ugh, enough with the nagging already.
My ears are bleeding.
Give it a rest!”
I’m just worried and offering advice, but the light seems to drain from the team’s faces.
Their eyes are losing focus, like dead fish….
Sigh.
Kids these days are all the same.
“Are you that worried about me?
Don’t worry.
I’ll come back without a single hair out of place.”
“You—just…
shut up….”
Ah…
I really wouldn’t mind if he came back with just his mouth injured.
Song Jihan’s nonsense feels especially irritating today.
Still…
This lighthearted mood is better than marching out weighed down by dread.
Everyone’s probably pretending to be calm for each other’s sake.
“We’ll be moving separately from the main force, so we’ll depart a bit later.
Put these in your ears and get ready.”
Jaeyul hands out in-ear communicators and gives the final preparation order.
As if by magic, the atmosphere turns serious.
Not just us—the entire suppression force spread around us falls silent, utterly focused.
The gravity of the moment tightens my chest.
“There he is.”
X appears in the distance, no bigger than a fingernail.
Floating in the air atop a flying monster.
Is he panicking right now?
Or… does he not care at all?
He hovers there alone, showing no movement.
A silent standoff ensues.
Neither X nor the suppression force surrounding him attacks rashly.
Though everything looks frozen like a still frame, it feels like a fierce battle is already underway.
The tension of what might truly be the final battle seeps across the battlefield.
WEEEE—!
Sirens wail from all directions, and countless agents charge toward X at once.
Nearly a thousand people rushing toward a single point—it’s a spectacular sight.
No hesitation, no doubt.
Everyone runs straight toward the target.
Combined with the suppression force’s various skills, the scene is strangely moving.
Even I, who felt detached from their fight, find myself rooting for them.
Seeing a thousand people move as one, I start to believe victory might not be impossible.
If things go well… maybe we really can defeat X.
“Why aren’t there any monsters nearby?”
“At this rate, won’t we end up with nothing to do?”
The team seems to think the situation isn’t entirely against us.
I don’t know exactly how strong X is right now.
But judging from his recent attacks, he’s definitely no longer the absolute being I once knew.
That alone gives hope.
A massive suppression force burning with resolve, and a weakened villain.
It looks possible.
But it seems we raised our glasses too early.
A bright mass of light begins to gather above X’s head, rapidly forming into a sphere larger than the sun itself.
That’s…
a Light Bomb on a scale I’ve never seen before.
He was hiding that much power…?
The hope filling my chest collapses in an instant, replaced by blaring alarms in my mind.
This is a trap.
“R-run away!”
My shout comes far too late.
The Light Bomb X created fires off in a single direction.
A beam of light shoots straight ahead without a sound.
Where that brilliant glow passes, nothing remains.
Nearly a quarter of the special agents charging in that direction vanish in a single attack—
without even having time to scream.
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