Chapter 149 – How About We Solve It Through Conversation?
“Sorry, I’ll be gone for a moment.”
As the sun sets in the evening, the atmosphere of the festival becomes more ripe.
We squeeze through the streets filled with people who came to see the guest singer’s performance.
“Are you sure it’s over there?”
“Yes, I feel desire near that shiny place over there.”
“They can’t hide their desires, they don’t seem to notice us,
“It looks like a mask that has just been introduced to this world.”
A star hanging on my back, pointing to a huge stage emitting light in the distance.
After all, there is a mask and its owner in a place where there are a lot of people.
It seems like it will take a while to even get close, but for now, I have no choice but to go.
“But brother, what are you going to do? Are you going to take the mask away from its owner?”
“…I guess that’s the way it should be, right? If you leave that person alone, he will dry up and die.”
Ordinary men die five days after becoming the owner of the mask.
Even if you don’t die, if you pursue your desires quickly, you will lose your humanity.
I’m a unique case, I’ve heard that most men fall victim to that.
“Wow, this is annoying, but can’t I just ask those girls who catch me when I go?
“Dal and I also bought meat… It doesn’t taste good when it’s cold…”
“Star, you said there was a game console you wanted, right? Should I buy it for you?”
“…Go straight ahead and turn right. There aren’t many people there.”
I turn around and follow Byeol’s navigation system, which works immediately thanks to an expensive bribe.
As Byul said, this job could have been left to the experts. I was actually going to do that.
However, Noah, whom she thought would be the first to arrive, was busy with work and lost contact.
Isabelle, who is captured as a saint, is unable to operate due to inspections from other branches.
Harumu, whom I contacted, said he is currently in Japan, so even if he comes, it will take quite some time.
As long as there is a decent door nearby, I can summon Harumu through the Sleeping Chamber of Desire.
It is very difficult to find the door through the crowd in the middle of this large campus.
“…So, you and I have no choice but to do our best.”
“Yes, anyway, the mask over there doesn’t seem to have had much desire, and the owner’s side is also overflowing with desire.”
“What Sister Dal-i means is that she is a novice owner who has only signed a contract with Mask for a day or two.
Because the mask has not yet absorbed the owner’s desire, you can feel the overflowing desire.
“If you do this, you’ll still have some sense of reason, so maybe you’ll be able to communicate well with your brother.”
“If we can resolve it with words, we should try our best to do so. I’m also scared of fighting.”
“You like getting fucked, right?”
“This is my sister Moon.”
“Both of you, be quiet.”
She relieves the tension by matching her twin’s flirtatious puns.
As a result, she was able to escape from the narrow and stuffy crowd of people and take a side road.
It wasn’t an easy path to walk because the grass was dense, but this was much better.
“Yes, just keep going straight, brother.”
Dal-i’s voice becomes quite serious, and she nods her head wordlessly and passes through the grass.
As I walked, bumping into and getting scratched by tree branches, I reached the stage that was right in front of me.
On the first day of the festival, it was a stage prepared for the singers who would finish the festival.
Numerous twinkling lights, a noisy audience, safety guards and staff moving in unison.
Just before the first performance begins, the speakers start playing preparatory music.
I cover both ears and look around at the high-pitched sound that quickly becomes overwhelming.
The fact that the stage is this close means that the mask is also close, but where is it?
‘Oppa, it’s a little further in. ‘It’s backstage.’
Dal-i speaks in her head, afraid that her voice will be drowned out by the loud noise from the speakers.
I look into the depths of the dark grass forest, following the fingertips of Dal-i, who is on my back.
Not near the stage, but behind the stage?
There must be a waiting room for singers…
Ah, I think I know what this guy is after.
Among the singers invited today, if we were to choose a female singer who would be overwhelmingly first in terms of popularity.
It is clear that he is trying to make a singer-songwriter named ‘Miho’ his saint.
A singer who rose to prominence through a music program aired this time and is currently gaining popularity.
Miho is famous for her innocent appearance, clear voice and singing ability, and even her amazing body.
From the time she was in the military until now, she has heard her sing so well that she is sick of it.
She said, “She’s targeting a guest singer for the festival, so she might be more insidious than I thought…”
‘Are you immediately accusing me of being a shady guy for targeting my brother’s favorite singer?’
Ignoring Dal-i’s words that pierce her core, she hides her body in the bushes and crawls away.
This is the only way to get inside through the ever-tightening security and safety fence.
‘Well, it looks like the owner has simple desires.’
‘She said she fantasizes about being with her favorite celebrity every once in a while?’
As Dal and Byul said, it is truly a simple desire.
A beautiful star floating in the sky so high that it can never be reached.
She was given the power to capture that star and make it her own.
If you’re a man, can you turn it down when you can have the woman you want?
A simple desire for the girl I have a crush on to like me, that’s the same case.
It’s just that the guy I’m chasing now has his desires running wild in a bad direction.
I also did it to Hye-mi and other women, so I have nothing to say.
Because I don’t know what will happen if I leave that man running wild.
First, I have to explain it well and get the mask…
Rustling──
The duck stopped waddling at the sound that wasn’t made by me.
‘Brother.’
‘Quietly.’
And then the twins, who felt something like me, sent a warning.
I hear the sound of movement coming from right in front, and I try to quietly move away the bushes that are blocking my view.
“Haa…! Ah, ah!! Fuck, fuck! You said Miho would come by this time, right?!
But why aren’t you coming? “Can’t that bitch named Manager Miho get that one thing right?!”
Snap──!
“Hi♡ I’m sorry… Miho said I needed to fix my makeup… So…”
Standing some distance away from the tent that appeared to be a waiting room was a pair of men and women.
A woman fell down after being slapped by a man while leaning against a tree, white mucus leaking from her crotch.
She knelt down in front of him, her eyes shining bright jade, as if she was happy.
The fat man who looked like the woman’s owner got angry and then sighed and adjusted his glasses.
“Whoa, that’s it, that’s enough…! Stop talking and clean my dick.”
“I understand, master…”
Was that man trying to approach Miho’s manager by turning her into a saint?
Still, listening to what you say, it seems like the work to make Miho a saint is still in progress.
‘…Yes, the saint’s symbolic color is still light, so she is not that strong.
I think just me and Byeol will be enough, so you go out first and try to resolve it through conversation.’
Um, well… It doesn’t look like we’re in a position to communicate right now… Should we wait a little longer?
‘Wow, that guy really looks like a pig. ‘You weren’t ugly, were you?’
Star, don’t say anything strange, just wait and once things calm down…
“…Sniff, sniff…? Wait a minute, master…”
“What, why are you doing this all of a sudden?
“In the grass over there, there is a smell similar to the owner…”
Before I could even finish thinking that they had recognized me, the hand flew out.
The moment a hand suddenly came in front of my eyes at incredible speed and blocked my vision,
“Stop.”
Jiing──!!
“What?!”
Byul’s quick reaction stopped the hand that was trying to crush my head.
“What?! Who are you?!”
“Uh… Choi Woo-joo, 22 years old… A college student at this school. Are you…?”
“Fuck…! Are you kidding me?! Sister, get rid of this bastard!!”
“Uh, right now that saintess over there can’t move because of my mask…
There’s no need to be this harsh, but let’s at least have a conversation for now──”
Boom!!
The saint’s hand, which must have stiffened due to Byul’s amplified desire, flew toward my head again.
“Brother!”
The moon pulled on the hem of my tuxedo, causing it to fall down onto the grass,
She was able to avoid at least having her head explode from the attack of that wild saint.
“What are those kids…? And you, a saint with a mask…? How do you know that?”
“…Master, for now, behind me… That human is also a ‘master’ like you.”
A saintess who constantly flows out tremendous hostility and anger, and is much quicker.
She was definitely a saint with pale jade-colored eyes, as Dal said, but something about her was different.
Sharp, jade-colored nails growing on ten fingers.
A fox-like tail wagging behind its buttocks.
Her hair turned white in an instant, and even animal ears perked up on top of it.
An external change that cannot be seen in humans or even in level 1 saints.
In an unusually unexpected situation, Dal and Byeol blocked my path.
“…Brother, quickly find a door nearby that can open the bedroom.
And if there is a saint who can fight, summon it quickly.”
“…Wow, that’s level 2. A new owner who hasn’t been around for a while has already reached level 2?”
The succubus mode of the saints who reflected my desires, that man also has the same thing.
Level 2 saintification, which increases all of her physical abilities as well as her sexual ability.
It meant that the fat man’s desire was not at a level that would just disappear.
“Huh…? Oppa, what are you doing?! Are you saying we should run away?”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, so don’t push. It’s slippery in here…!”
Moon and Byeol stood up while rubbing their chins and walked forward.
Dal-i, startled, whines and pushes my leg away.
‘If I have this power, I can do everything I want, and I don’t want it taken away!’
Maybe he didn’t like me trying to approach his own desires and his own world?
The man who was stamping his feet also raised his finger at me and ordered the saint again.
“What are you doing, get rid of that quickly!!”
“Yes, yes! Master!!”
The saintess was startled by her master’s urgent cry and lunged at me again with her claws raised.
I don’t even know her name, let alone know her, but she looks really pretty.
She is so beautiful that I would have wanted to steal her if it weren’t for that man.
I think something like this other than a succubus would be okay.
“Oppa, what are you doing?! Quickly bow down──”
Also, I had a desire for the saint who rushed right in front of her.
And that was much bigger than the man’s desire instilled in her.
This is a rule established in the ‘hut’, so neither the owner nor the saint can ever disobey it.
The saint obeys the source of her desires, her true master.
“Kneel.”
Whisk──
“…What…?”
Everyone in this room, except me, froze when they saw the scene unfolding.
And the fat man, who seemed to be more surprised than anyone else, jumped up and screamed.
“…Sister, what are you doing now? Kill that thing quickly!!”
“Well, that’s it, Master… Your body is speaking…”
The saint’s body is obeying the commands of a man who is not her master.
At this ridiculous sight, both Dal and Byul, with little change in expression, open their mouths.
He passes by patting the shoulder of the saint who has fallen to her knees, and approaches the fat man who is trembling.
“…That’s why I said let’s do it verbally.”
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