Chapter 97 – All I Had to Do Was Put It Under Me
“Choi Woo-joo. Nationality is South Korea, 22-year-old male… Are you that person?”
“…Yes.”
As soon as I came out of the witch’s hut, he greeted me with a scary-looking man.
Wearing a black suit, looking blunt, and people surrounding me pointing guns at me.
In the middle of a composition that reminds me of a movie poster, I raise both hands above my head with Moon and Byul on my back.
“I will ask you to confirm first. Mr. Wooju is aware of your condition…”
“…I know what you all want to ask me.
What, is it a lifeline? Are you checking to see if it’s over? I’m sane.”
As soon as I returned to reality, I didn’t think it would happen right away, but the long-awaited event occurred.
Those who know my name and other information are agents of the ‘Special Phenomena Countermeasure Headquarters’.
The organization to which Isabel, Noah, Harumu and Hana belong, a group in the shadows fighting against the mask.
They are the enemies that I, the owner of the mask, must never face, and the hunters I, the prey, must avoid.
But why are you so bold? Because there is no need to be scared.
“…The saints you captured are different from the saints you’ve seen so far, aren’t they?”
“Mr. Choi Woo-joo, do you all know?”
Of course.
The fact that they are pointing their guns at me is just to get the head start,
Everyone knows that I caught Harumu, Isabelle, and Noah and obtained my information from them.
Because I ordered them not to resist the organization, to sell my information.
Time flows differently in the cabin and in reality, but it was unknown how long the brainwashing of the mask would take.
From the organization’s point of view, ‘Choi Woo-joo’ was a dangerous existence that turned four of its agents into saints.
It was to create a reason to keep me alive by leaking my information in advance and to raise my guard.
“Yes, first of all, I want to make it clear that I have no intention of resisting. Rather, I want to cooperate with you all.”
The plan seems to have been half-successful, but…
“…Would you like to cooperate with us? Isabelle Kang from the UK branch, Noah Kwon from the Korea branch,
You who made Harumu Yumekawa and even Natsuki Hana from the Japanese branch into saints?”
“…Uh, honestly, I don’t have anything to say if I don’t believe it. But, those things were self-defense.”
In order not to lose control of the situation, I sigh as I look at the agent who comes out forcefully.
”Don’t you all know?
You made four members of the entire organization into saints? If you knew my true identity, you could just kill me right away, right?”
“…”
“Because if you shoot me, you won’t be able to find out the information the ‘owner who created the mask’ has, right?”
I also said the mask that has now become my sister, the moon, but I am the goose that lays golden eggs.
The owner who maintains reason and life even after crossing the lifeline, the owner with various unconfirmed anomalies,
And I am the owner who gave birth to another mask in this world.
Killing this valuable bundle of information?
If the Special Forces Countermeasure Headquarters were made only of such idiots, it would have been ruined long ago.
“Anyway, as proof of cooperation… I missed the timing to say it, but these two on my back are masks.”
“…I beg your pardon?”
“One is the British mask you were looking for in Korea, and the other is the mask I made.
Call the jade-colored one on the right the moon, and the purple-looking kid on the left is a star.”
“Hello, bald black man.”
“No, wait a minute.”
The moon who fell asleep while hanging on my back, and the star who didn’t hesitate to post dangerous remarks.
The bald black agent, who was just staring blankly at the twins despite Byul’s rude comments, clears his throat for a moment,
I wink at the agents surrounding me on all sides. Then, the agents who immediately draw their muzzles——
Paper weave—-
“Uh…”
“…As you said, there are many things I want to ask you, but I’m in charge here.
You can’t lose your subordinates and colleagues by letting your guard down. Please forgive such rudeness.”
A burst of blue lightning flashed from the edge of the field of vision.
I was impressed by the meticulous consideration of holding a Taser gun instead of a live ammunition pistol.
“…Yes, well… If it’s like this.”
“Okay. Then, let’s sit down and talk about the rest.”
The tone has become softer, but the agent still takes the lead with a hard expression.
I made eye contact with Byul, who was yawning on my back, and decided to follow him.
“…With this I have told you everything I know.”
“…You haven’t told me anything about the ‘cabin’ yet?”
“Of course. Really, if I tell you everything, I will be useless, right?
This is a man with guns everywhere, so I should have insurance. Do you understand?”
“…”
The blonde female agent in charge of my interrogation looks at the bald agent standing behind her and shakes her head.
“…I know very well that Mr. Woojoo is the master who succeeded in controlling the mask.
However, until I see the evidence with my own eyes, I will have to hold off on granting Mr. Woojoo’s request.”
“…Evidence? What can I show you roughly…?”
“…I’ve confirmed that the wavelengths coming from those children match 100% with those of the mask.
I don’t know how this is possible, but I believe that these children’s identities are masks.
However, according to Mr. Woojoo’s words, the mask that is about to become a powerful being called a ‘witch’ acquires a body…
Conversely, we cannot rule out the possibility that Mr. Woojoo is being dominated by those masks, right?”
Oh, what a suspicious man.
I can see why you don’t have hair.
I let out a light sigh so as not to be noticed by the man in charge,
I look at the sleeping moon lying on the cot behind me and the humming byeol.
“…Can I just show you the evidence?”
“…You’d better not do anything suspicious.”
“It’s nothing suspicious.”
The female agent and the man in charge exchange glances with each other again.
The agent jotted something down on a notebook, and the cameras in the room started to whirl.
“…Star, that.”
“Yeah-“
With my voice, Byul’s small body, which emits purple light, begins to shrink even more.
In an instant, a piece of purple that had shrunk to the size of a person’s face fit into my hand.
Bring it to your mouth and pray for your desire.
“…Choi Dal, wake up.”
“Choi. Moon, Sun. Uh. Me.”
An interrogation room prepared in a tent, dominance spreading in that narrow space.
“…Huh..? Uh, what is it… This place…”
Surprised by the wave, he approaches Dal-i, who got up as if jumping out of bed.
“Uh, oppa? Where is this place? And that foreign man and my sister… Are you kidding?!”
In front of Moon, who doesn’t understand why, he pulls down the zipper, revealing his non-erect cock.
“Put it up with your mouth.”
“Brother, are you crazy?!
Slam!
“Ahh!?”
“It’s an order.”
He slaps the moon, who is paying attention to the eyes of the man in charge and the female agent, and orders it again.
“…Ugh, ah, I get it…! Bah, my brother’s cock in heat… It’s not enough to suck it…! It’s just…♡”
Even though he was slapped on the cheek, he smiled strangely and seemed delighted.
The moon glared at me with forced eyes and began to kiss his cock in submission.
She soon becomes obsessed with her blow job, rolling her tongue and stimulating the cold cock in her mouth.
“…Can this be evidence?”
“…Kuhm…”
She was covered in sunglasses so I couldn’t see her eyes,
The man in charge, who must have been quite embarrassed, is fixing her neck.
“…We will listen to Mr. Woojoo’s request after sufficient discussion with the superiors.
But until then, Mr. Woo Joo is also living in this quarantine center, and I hope you will keep what we said.”
They asked me for three things.
First of all, until the order comes down from the top, you will live in this temporary quarantine.
Perhaps they intend to keep close and monitor me to see if I am really friendly to them.
And second, don’t increase the number of saints indiscriminately anymore.
I took this as something to be pointed out, so it wasn’t a big hit,
I intend to keep this promise unless it is scratched from the outside first.
Finally, the third request was to transport my saintess to a nearby branch in Japan for investigation.
Of course this was rejected. In this current situation, Harumu, Isabelle, and Noah are like my lifeline.
Handing them over to the organization would be like slicing my head with a guillotine.
I confirmed that the rest of the saints Harumu had subdued were in the room right next to me.
Hyemi’s older sister, her mother, Yun Sol-yi and Luna, until the last one.
All of them looked limp like dolls with broken threads, probably because they lost their ruler, the mask.
I’m worried about the girls who don’t respond even when I talk to them and don’t even blink when I wave my hand…
If someone secretly stole it or did something like that, Dahl or Byul will notice it right away, so it should be fine.
“As long as you keep your promise, I will do my best to comply with your request.”
“…Wooju-san, I don’t believe in you. It’s not enough that Isabel Kang, an agent of our branch, has been made into a saint.
From the Yumekawa Mansion incident to the creation of a new mask… The branch leaders will not stand still.”
“…”
“Do you think I would believe things like you? I lost my wife to you guys…
Wait and see, follow the branch manager’s instructions and forcibly open that mouth…”
“Chief! The British branch manager gave instructions…”
When the bald man who had been blatantly loathing from his first meeting was snoring at him,
A female agent who was sitting at a table tapping on her laptop interrupted him.
But the bald head looked at me without a hint of displeasure, licking his lips.
“What do you say?”
“That’s it… Let the owner Woo Joo Choi return to Korea and conduct on-site surveillance…”
“…What?”
A bald head looking back at the female agent with a look of disbelief.
In an unusual atmosphere, I remove the moon that is sucking my cock.
“Hey, Olivia. That guy is the owner of the mask, the only one who survived this incident!!
Just send him back to Korea? Not even an arrest investigation, but on-site surveillance?! Does that make sense?!”
“Even if you say that… It’s a matter unanimously agreed upon by the heads of each division, including the branch manager…”
“What…?! What the fuck…!!”
The bald man starts to make a phone call while spitting excited curses.
He glared at me once, then opened the door to the interrogation room, which was firmly closed, and left.
“…Brother, what is that bald man talking about?”
“…I don’t think there’s anything to worry about.”
“That’s right. Master♡”
During the conversation with the annoyed Moon, an unexpected voice interrupted.
“…Uh, agent?”
“…Our team leader is an ignorant and pitiful human being who does not know the greatness of the master.
Sooner or later, he will become your faithful follower, so please forgive me for today’s rudeness.”
The female agent who had been interrogating me until just now, the blonde agent from England, bowed her head in front of me.
“…A believer, I can’t believe…”
“Huh? Why are you looking at me, oppa?
Moon’s left eye and hair were shining in a light jade color.
As if resonating with the sparkle, the eyes of the agent emitting light were also the color of jade.
“Fanatical… How to get to England…?”
The condition for becoming a fanatic is for a human woman to accept my semen into her body.
But why are there fanatics in England, where they have never been? Huh? Why? How?
“And don’t worry… We’ve got everything Master wants from us.
The head of the branch in England, and the head of the headquarters are already under the master. They are our brothers and sisters…♡”
“…Uh.”
I’m a bit confused, and I don’t know what happened…
Eased the effort
If fanaticism has spread to the British branch, there’s no need to go through the trouble of negotiating.
“…Agent? Then the things I asked for…”
“Yes! Of course♡ Please follow me! A private plane is prepared for the master and the saints.
And everything you wish for, I will come true and dedicate it to you…
“…”
I only found out when I followed the ecstatic agent clinging to my leg,
The temporary headquarters of the organization built in the mansion, where 60% of the researchers and agents had already become my fanatics.
What the hell am I doing to suffer like that…
Still, thanks for reminding me of something good.
At first, I intended to guarantee the safety of me, the saintess, and my family in exchange for cooperation with the organization, but
There was an element of anxiety in the organization that could hit me in the back at any time, like that bald head.
Yes, that means…
If so, let’s make them mine too.
Masks, and hunters who hunt masks, let’s all be under my control.
Wouldn’t that be safer?
“This way, Master♡ The saints are already on board, so please.
Please leave the cleaning up here to me and my brothers and go back in peace!”
When I finished my short plan revision, I was standing in the middle of a large runway.
In the thick darkness, I climbed the stairs as if I was being led by something, and I looked at the Yumekawa mansion that was far away before I knew it.
“…”
Okay, let’s try something.
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