## Chapter 27 – Yeji
“So, Dr. Luke, you still have some vacation left, don’t you?”
“Something I need to take care of came to mind.”
“….”
“Don’t look at me like that, Director. I’ll report anything that happens immediately.”
“…Remember, you are under close observation. We brought you in on the condition that we clean up after you, but you’re increasingly going too far.”
“How could I not know that, haha, then!”
With a nonchalant wave to the Director, I step out of the office and head straight to my underground private lab with quick steps.
I’ve been so out of it lately that I forgot, but today is the day the results of my research are finally out.
Humming a tune, I swipe my employee ID in the elevator.
A sophisticated mechanical sound rings out, and hidden floors appear.
[Basement 30F.]
-Welcome, Doctor.
“Yes, it’s been a week.”
I greet the automated voice that formally greets me.
It’s the first time I’ve felt this good, everything looks beautiful.
Entering the lab, protected by multiple security devices, I can see that the lab is brighter than the last time, when I couldn’t see anything.
“So this is what it looked like, huh.”
I had forgotten the internal structure of the lab because it had been kept dark for a long time while researching various subjects.
But there’s one thing I haven’t forgotten.
The special reinforced glass test tube in the center of the lab. Inside that space stands a long-haired woman wearing a restraint suit.
“Long time no see! You wouldn’t know since you haven’t seen my face, but you remember my voice, right?”
“….!”
Hearing my voice, she quickly perks up and lowers her stance without saying a word. It’s like a predator about to pounce on its prey.
I adjust my glasses and take out a notebook to write.
“…Suspect cognitive decline in subject…”
“Kyahhhh!!”
The subject lets out a sharp scream and starts hitting her head against the glass tube.
“…..”
The reinforced glass doesn’t even scratch, but her forehead is bleeding.
I can’t kill a valuable subject.
I manipulate the test tube to release a sedative gas. The effect is immediate, her violent movements gradually subside, and she loses strength and slumps down.
“…Still, it’s a success.”
It’s been a long time since I started this experiment. How many years has it been since I met the bald team leader who was the former team leader?
After such a long time, finally, a surviving subject.
Some unknown emotion wells up inside me, is it joy? Happiness? Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter.
With my whole body relaxed, I bring my palm to the test tube containing the subject, who is staring at me with hazy eyes.
“…Really, congratulations… on being reborn.”
She is a being that transcends humans.
Because she is, she must help me help humanity around the world. It hurts to do this, but I have no choice.
The subject loses consciousness due to the sedative gas.
I manipulate the test tube to stop the gas, then put the glass that was blocking her and me into the machine.
I pick up the subject and sit her on a chair in the corner of the lab with all sorts of instruments attached to it and restrain her.
I tilt her head back, push away her disheveled hair, and reveal her white nape.
Then, I set up the camcorder and start recording.
“From now on, I will begin the F-BW control experiment.”
I bring a vicious-looking machine to the back of her neck, which is defenselessly exposed.
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“So you were with Seohee unni yesterday?”
“Yeah, somehow.”
I sit in my room and talk to Chaeyoon.
Chaeyoon, who had been home alone all day yesterday, seemed worried because I didn’t answer her calls.
When I told her about what happened with Seohee, she understood easily, unlike what Seohee had said, unlike how worried she was yesterday.
“Aren’t you mad? If you think about it, he’s your boyfriend.”
“Um… not really? If you go by that, I’m oppa’s first girlfriend, aren’t I?”
It’s an absurd logic, but I nod and agree with her.
It’s because of Chaeyoon’s personality.
She has no sharp edges, and her life has been so easy that she hasn’t shown much inferiority or jealousy.
It hasn’t even been a year since I met her, but I’m sure that Chaeyoon is not that kind of person.
Simply put, she’s just damn positive.
“Ugh… but how can you take someone to an adult store on a date? Unni who likes this kind of guy is something else…”
“Didn’t you say you like this kind of guy too?”
“Anyway, the reason you went to the adult store was…”
“Of course, I went because I needed to use something. Seohee broke a few, though…”
I’m planning to use them one by one slowly the next day. Two weeks is longer than I thought.
“…Who are you going to use that on?”
“Our department professor.”
The next day, I arrive at school much earlier than usual and sit on the sofa in the professor’s office, waiting for her.
I’m waiting with a bag full of something next to me, and I feel someone approaching from outside the door.
The owner of the presence grabs the doorknob, and as soon as she does, she seems to know who is in this classroom, and she hesitates for a moment before opening the door and entering.
“Good morning, Professor.”
“….”
A look that isn’t very welcoming. It would be a relief if it was just not welcoming.
“You’re here early too, Professor?”
“…You told me to come.”
“Oh, did I?”
I shrug and open my bag, deliberately showing her the adult products inside.
“..What are you going to do today..”
“Who knows? What will it be?”
I shake a bottle filled with a liquid that I didn’t see yesterday in my bag, and the blue liquid sloshes around.
“Here, drink this.”
“…”
The professor receives the bottle from me and looks back and forth between me and the bottle with a suspicious expression.
“That’s right, it’s as weird as you think it is.”
She closes her eyes tightly, takes a deep breath, and drinks the unknown liquid in the bottle in one gulp.
“…Tell me what this is.”
“It’s a pretty strong drug.”
“Drug? What do you mean drug… don’t tell me you..”
“What’s wrong with drugs now? Professor, you’re not in a position to lecture me right now.”
The pride and duty as an educator that she still can’t let go of hold her back, but she reminds herself of the situation she’s in once again, and she can’t say anything, closes her mouth tightly, and lowers her head with a complicated expression.
Anyway, it should start working soon…
“Ugh…?! What is this….?”
The professor staggers for a moment, grabs the wall with one hand to support her lost center, and covers her head with the other.
The drug I gave her was a love potion made by Seohee. It was much more diluted than what I used on Seohee, though.
Judging from the situation unfolding before my eyes, the love potion seems to be a great success.
“…Why are you doing this…♡”
“Didn’t I tell you last time? To be honest, I’m not really interested in your body. What I’m interested in is what’s in your head.”
I tapped my head with my index finger to help her understand.
“There are plenty of younger and prettier bodies than you.”
“Then why me…!”
“You don’t understand.”
I take a deep breath and approach her.
“Why would I waste young bodies? I can use someone like you for experiments.”
To be honest, the professor is also beautiful for her age. But I’m definitely not attracted to her.
A lot of things have happened so far.
I’ve met women in my life that I wouldn’t have been able to get close to otherwise, and I’ve had them.
My standards have risen.
That’s all.
I’ve changed a lot, too, I’m doing clinical trials on people.
Thinking about it makes me laugh.
“Then, shall we continue?”
“….”
The professor, whose pride has been crushed, grits her teeth as if she’s resentful that she can’t even resist.
Slowly, I reach out to her.
“Kyaaaaaaaah!”
A sharp sound that tears through my eardrums and pierces my brain, but it’s not the professor’s.
Rather, the professor is also surprised by the sound and opens her eyes wide, looking around and focusing on the sound.
‘Danger.’
‘Danger.’
‘Danger.’
‘Different from us.’
‘Something’s different.’
‘Strange.’
‘Dangerous.’
“Ugh!”
The warning given by this unknown voice.
Originally, the pain would have subsided without even screaming, but this time it’s different.
Damn it, what’s going on?
I push the professor away and violently open the door.
Then, the screams echoing off the walls of the hallway become clearer and clearer.
“Kyaaak!”
“Uaaaaaaak!”
It’s not one person screaming. Several people, at least dozens, are screaming.
I run quickly down the hallway and out of the building.
“….What are you?”
Something is pooled at my feet, soaking my shoes with a squishing sound.
Chunks of meat and red, fishy liquids are scattered on the asphalt floor.
In the center of it all stands a girl with long hair and a restraint suit. She looks at me with a dreamy voice and says softly.
“…You’re the same as me.”
“What the hell are you talking about.”
