Chapter 111 – This Wasn’t Planned
“…Ah bub…?! Uh, um…”
His head, which had been leaning on something, slipped and a light came on in front of his eyes.
The space that continues to shake, the sunset pouring in from the window where I was resting my forehead until just now.
While gently wiping the saliva from the corners of my mouth, I turn my eyelids forward, which have not yet dried up.
What I see in front of my blurry eyes is a man holding a steering wheel and a man sitting next to him in the passenger seat.
I hurriedly catch my spirit at the back I saw this morning.
These two men are from the Korean branch entrusted with my protection and supervision.
When did I get into the car? I don’t remember anything after I passed out in the bed of desire.
Even if you don’t know how the story unfolded, you naturally open your mouth first, pretending not to know, so as not to be suspicious.
“Uh, Assistant Manager Jung… I’m sorry. Did I fall asleep on the way?”
“…”
“Agent Jeong?”
I tried to talk as warmly as possible with a shy smile, but no answer came back.
Didn’t you hear? I repeat to myself and call out to Deputy Manager Jung once more, but he doesn’t answer.
Next to him, a man with a bad impression sitting in the passenger seat is also quietly looking ahead.
“…Hey?”
It wasn’t until about three seconds of inexplicable silence that I began to feel a sense of incongruity.
It was strange to see Deputy Jung, who was just concentrating on driving without any answers or even the slightest sign of popularity.
It’s not that they’re ignoring my voice, it’s that they don’t really hear it, and that’s how they look from the back as if they’ve fallen for something to that extent.
“…”
He slowly leans his body forward and approaches the seat in front of him.
I know very well that doing this while driving is dangerous, but in the current situation, do you want to know?
“Jeong Dae-ni–“
The moment I tried to place my hand on his shoulder while calling for Deputy Manager again.
“Huh!? Eh, uh…”
On the left side, which I hadn’t been paying attention to, I heard a small moan right next to me.
Just like me, my hair sliding out of the window and my sleepy eyes dreaming.
She stretched out while tidying up her disheveled hair, yawning pleasantly,
“Ooh man!! What a surprise…! What the best? Why are you riding here?!”
“Oh, are you awake… Whoa~ I just woke up too, so lower your voice… Goals ringing…”
Best was.
“…? Why are you so hardened?”
“Uh… Isn’t it more amazing that I’m not surprised at this part?”
On the contrary, Go-eun rubs her eyes and smiles with an expression as if there is something wrong with her.
It seems that I am the only one who can’t keep up with the situation.
Even if Deputy Jung’s wife did not recognize Go Eun’s identity, she is a suspicious outsider.
From an organization member’s point of view, there is no reason to put Choi Go-eun in a car to keep an eye on the owner of the mask.
However, the relaxed appearance of Go-eun, who was sleeping so comfortably in this car that she drool–
“Oh, is it because of these people?”
“…”
Deputy Jung’s reaction, which did not budge even when Go Eun’s hand was placed on her shoulder, explained everything.
“…What did you do when I passed out?”
The strange atmosphere in the car was all created by Go-eun, the saints, and fanatics.
“It’s nothing special, I just taught these guys a little about the master’s grace. Now, mister?”
The stiffened bodies of the men began to move at the sound of Goeun’s voice.
The faces of Deputy Managers Jung who briefly turned their heads and looked at me were not much different from the smiles I saw in the morning.
But the jade-colored lip marks on the men’s foreheads like a brand…
“Ah, the driver must look ahead! It’s dangerous…”
“…What else is that?”
“That’s the master’s grace! The liberation of desire, the stigma of the followers who have awakened to that joy.
Men engraved with the kisses of fanatics move only for the purpose of ‘pleasure’.
Obedience to their masters and saints is the only pleasure of a fanatic, so they only act according to our orders.”
“A man could become a fanatic…”
“Of course. Hyomin unnie helped me to turn these two men into fanatics.
When Hyomin unnie revealed her identity and approached her, she accepted without question.”
I did it anyway.
Even Deputy Manager Jung, who was in charge of my surveillance, and the dirty-looking man next to him became fanatics.
Just today, there are already three of them, and at this speed, I think I can rescue the saints faster than I expected.
“…But, Manager Jung is oddly quiet. Are male fanatics like this?”
“There is a slight difference in the way they are made. Making women into followers is exactly what you saw.
First, the method of corrupting the body by stamping the top and bottom of the womb, and then corrupting the soul by stamping it on the tongue.
But I wrote a simple method for men. If the followers give me one kiss on the forehead, that’s it.
This method blocks the will of individual believers and makes them move only at our command. Like a doll like that.
Don’t you hate it when the boys cling to you saying ‘Master~♡’? Or can you do that too?”
“…Fuck it, then what happens if you use it on men the way you did it on women?”
“…Well, it won’t be perfect, but the body will change like a woman, and the soul will change too?
Why, are you really interested in that? Then I might ask the followers to make one…”
“No, it’s okay, don’t ever do that, no. I’m regretting asking you for nothing, so shut up.”
I look out the window at Ko-eun, who muttered a little bit, ‘I’m going to ask you this question.’
Frowning my dizzy vision in the feeling of having heard something I shouldn’t have heard because of vain curiosity,
I deliberately turn the topic in my head. Enough of the fanatics, go back and go unnoticed——
“Wait a minute, but why did you follow me…?”
It was, of course, Go-eun who entered my head without a moment’s rest.
Even though I was released, as the owner of the mask, I am under surveillance by the Korean branch.
A month of freedom gained through active cooperation, today I was going to see my parents for the first time in a while…
No matter how you look at the scenery passing by outside the window, it was not the way back to our house.
“Huh? Weren’t you going to rescue my seniors? I mean Hyemi unnie and other saints.”
“…Then are you on your way to the Korean branch right now? You too?”
“Huh.”
Go-eun, who is trying to carry out my plan to rescue the saints by dragging it out by a month.
I barely swallowed the swearing that was about to come out again.
However, it is still possible to deal with it before it happens.
“…Let’s turn the car around. It’s dangerous right now, so we can go back today and leave it to Hyomin.
It’ll be much safer if you wait until the fanatics spread out there.”
Even if you are a creature that has surpassed humans, even a saint, it is dangerous to push right into the middle of enemy lines.
Another mask owner and the holy woman, Yumekawa Hat, whom he saw in Japan also died after being pierced in the head by a single bullet.
Tens of thousands of guns and countless bullets would be there, but they would all be pointed at us.
It’s a reckless plan that puts Hye-mi’s sister, Go-eun, and even me in danger.
“I’ll take you to your house. I’ll call you when the time comes for rescue, so then…”
“Can you do enough today?”
“…What?”
“I heard that you can save it today with just me, the nun, Isabelle, and two or three fanatics?
That too without being noticed. Isabelle told me not to worry about the owner and to stay still.”
Trustworthy Isabelle’s words delivered through the mouth of the unbelievable Go Eun.
Before my question about what the hell was going on came out of my mouth,
Go Eun took out my wallet and the ‘402’ card from my bag and smiled.
“This is enough.”
“…Nice to meet you, Mr. Woojoo. It’s been a month since you went out today, right? How was school?”
“…As I told Deputy Chief Jung, it was the same feeling when I took my first leave from the military.”
A closed room with a hard, businesslike atmosphere.
A table, two chairs, and a large mirror on the left side of the room.
I’m sitting in the middle of the interrogation room as seen in crime movies, and a woman wearing glasses on the other side.
This was the Special Phenomena Countermeasure Headquarters, Korea branch.
“You mean good? If so, I’m glad. Then, I’m going to ask you a question. Is that okay?”
“…Yes.”
“Have you felt a strong sexual desire for female students in your life today?
Or are you more attracted to a certain age group? Don’t be afraid to answer.”
It’s a question with a clear intention, but I told you not to be burdened,
I couldn’t lie or be relieved by the lie detectors on my wrists and the nape of my neck.
I felt like I was about to burst out laughing at any moment, but I managed to hold it in and answered with a straight smile.
“No.”
“…”
The agent turned to my answer and looked back at the woman in the white coat standing behind.
“…False.”
Fuck.
An uncomfortable silence that cuts off and resumes the short voice of the researcher woman who was staring at the device’s screen.
“Mr. Woojoo? Could you answer me honestly and in detail?
Were you sexually attracted to a woman in your 20s at school and felt the urge to let it out?”
“…Yes…”
He bowed his head and answered the tyranny that was no different from a public execution.
I’m ashamed to die, are Luna and Isabelle still far away? I wish I could do something sooner…
“…”
Similarly, an agent with his head turned backwards, but—
“…Keep, oh…?! Ah, heh, ok…♡”
“… Ji-hye? Quick results… Ji-hye?”
“…Yes… False, it is.”
“…Yes? False? It seems to contradict the first result… But is it correct?”
The female researcher the agent was looking at was somewhat strange.
As if possessed by something, I was staring blankly at the empty space, not at the screen of the device.
A jade-colored ring glittered in her narrow eyes, and a loose smile lingered on her lips.
“…Wooju-san, his desires are filthy lies, can’t be so…?
It seems that Agent Boyoung lacks trust…”
“…Yes? What is that…”
“It’s okay… I’m sure Sister Luna will save you too…♡”
“────!!”
As expected, Bo-young looks back at me as soon as she feels something strange, perhaps because she is an agent of a special organization.
The moment she was about to shout something of her own, the shiny thread that came down from the fan above her head——
Pooh–
“Ohh—?!♡”
It burrowed into both of Boyoung’s ears.
“Big, oh… Oh, huh?!♡ Ah, big…!!♡”
Boyoung’s joints grotesquely twisted whenever that thin thread twitched.
The pupils swaying under the trembling eyelids, a crackling light rises above them.
“Ah–♡”
And, Boyoung’s arms drooped in the air.
Her face, mangled by her tears, straightened again, and she slowly raised her head—
“…I see, Mr. Woojoo… Having a sexual desire for a woman was a blessing, not a danger…”
I knelt down with my dazed eyes in a sparkling jade-colored ring above them.
Boyoung bows with a steady, businesslike expression,
Likewise, the researcher, even wisdom, kneeling beside him.
Blessed to become ‘good people’, they lowered their heads and spoke in unison.
“…Please make us your followers.”
“…Please make us your followers.”
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