2.3 Dawn After This Night (2)
Quickly. Quickly. Geum Seoul’s eyes traced the wall again. A concrete wall, still flat, and a tiny crack. His slowly moving fingers stopped.
It should be around here.
Geum Seoul’s hand trembled. He wondered if it would turn just by touching it like before, but even after groping the area, it remained still. Perhaps a different method was needed to turn the door in the opposite direction. A dizzying stiffness seized his back, and his tense breath poured out. Meanwhile, a presence had drawn very close.
Geum Seoul set his trembling fingernails. As he lightly touched the bottom of the thin crack, the handle popped up with a click. He had it. A chill ran down his spine. Now, if he opened the door, he would be back where he was before. Just as he was about to pull it—
“How many people came from the NSSD?”
Thud.
Geum Seoul let go of the handle he had worked so hard to find. It was instinct. Instead of escaping, he chose to quickly duck his waist.
He lowered his body and hid under a nearby table. The moment he pulled down the white cloth that draped to the floor, the sound of footsteps stopped.
“About seven.”
“Haa… those bastards have nothing better to do.”
An irritated voice was heard once more. Geum Seoul covered his [visit our site]mouth with both hands. With the humming sound of music echoing beyond the wall, there was no way his breathing could be heard, yet he felt as if his heart might vomit.
“President. I think it would be best for you to lay low this time.”
“Do you think I can do that? This is Gwak Chun-young’s request; if I lay low, I’m finished.”
It was an incomprehensible conversation. Geum Seoul cast his eyes down, soothing his pounding heart. He wanted to leave this place quickly, but the moment he heard the word ‘NSSD,’ his hand had instinctively dropped from the handle. He couldn’t leave.
“Gye Do-hyeop has already started moving to provoke Gwak Chun-young.”
Three names he knew. Focus snapped sharply into his wavering brown eyes.
“What the hell is that all of a sudden? You said it was safe as long as No Pil-gyu was there.”
Thump. Thump. Thump. The heart that had been racing with anxiety until now began to sprint in earnest.
He pressed his body even closer to the floor. Under the pure white cloth. He could see two pairs of feet, both in identical black suits and dress shoes. There was nothing distinctive about their attire.
“I don’t know the details, but there’s a rumor that a piece of important data to take down Gwak Chun-young has fallen into Gye Do-hyeop’s hands.”
“Ah, fuck. I was supposed to connect him with a Chinese client next week.”
Step. Step.
One of the two stepped closer with long strides. Geum Seoul swallowed hard. Before he knew it, the dress shoes were right in front of his eyes.
Clink.
Crackle. Crackle.
He heard the sound of plastic shifting. They were likely drinking bottled water from the table. Footsteps were heard again as the other person also approached.
“Whatever it is, if Gye Do-hyeop moves, it’s over.”
“Does Gwak Chun-young’s side know?”
“I don’t think they know yet.”
“Ah! Am I going to be fucked too? I heard Gye Do-hyeop doesn’t budge even if you shove money at him.”
“Not just money… he’s the kind of guy a sashimi knife wouldn’t even penetrate…”
Now, Geum Seoul could hear the sound of his own heart.
Slide.
Despite that, he lifted a single index finger. The reason he began to peek under the edge of the white cloth was precisely because the two people were so close that he felt certain he wouldn’t be noticed. He wished he could at least see their faces. Cold sweat seeped out from his back.
“I’ll keep an eye on the situation for now, so please stay overseas until then…”
“And what if Gwak Chun-young pushes Gye Do-hyeop aside and seizes all the power?”
“I’m worried about that too, but…”
Very slowly. Geum Seoul lifted his index finger a bit more. Neatly cut trouser hems over black dress shoes. Slacks with creases here and there. Hands politely gathered outside the pockets. White shirt sleeves. And…
Cufflinks glowing faintly in fluorescent green.
Geum Seoul’s eyes widened as he covered his mouth. He practically collapsed backward, causing his mask to slip off and fall to the floor. The edge of the mask poked out past the table skirt, reaching the feet of one of the men.
Clap.
“President! All the VIPs have finished entering.”
If someone hadn’t run over and shouted, Geum Seoul might have kept his head down. He remained frozen, even holding his breath. Only after the man, who replied “I’m coming,” and his companion moved away did he gasp for the missing oxygen. His palms were slippery with cold sweat.
Peeking his head out, Geum Seoul confirmed the auction house was empty, [unauthorized copy]then stood up and dashed toward the wall from before. His knees felt weak, and he [unauthorized copy]nearly stumbled for the first few steps, but he wanted to leave this space urgently.
Click.
Staying close to the wall, he pulled the handle he had partially extracted earlier. This time, the door swung open sharply, and his body spun around just as it had before.
Thud.
“Gasp, oh. Uh, you’re still, doing this… Uh, excuse me, I’ll just pass through…”
Clinging to the wall to avoid falling again, Geum Seoul encountered the same couple. Seeing that they were still sucking on each other’s lips regardless of a person suddenly appearing from a wall, he hesitated and moved past them. First, he had to get to the restroom and find Choi Da-ol.
“Ah, my mask!”
Geum Seoul hurriedly covered his eyes with his hand. He had been so startled that he dropped it under the table and rushed out in a panic. He didn’t dare go back, so he headed toward the restroom, looking ahead through the gaps in his fingers.
“He’s not here.”
However, Choi Da-ol was nowhere to be seen. He must have moved to search for him the moment he disappeared. In times like this, Yoo Jeong-ham’s words about looking for the cufflinks with the Luminescent Stones came to mind, but the man who leaked information about Gye Do-hyeop was wearing the same cufflinks. He didn’t know who to trust or how.
For now, he stopped two steps away from the restroom entrance and took a deep breath. Since their paths likely crossed, it might be better to wait here than to move recklessly. It was only a matter of time before he would return here. While he was calmly organizing what he needed to do, his vision was suddenly blocked.
Swoosh.
Startled, he tried to pull his head back and move away, but a hand reaching out from behind firmly gripped his waist. By the time he let out a small “Oh!”, a familiar scent permeated.
“I told you that you have to hide your face if you don’t want to be fucked.”
The reason he thought his vision was blocked was that the mask had been placed back on his face. When Geum Seoul quickly turned around, he saw Gye Do-hyeop, his face fully exposed, tilting his head crookedly. Geum Seoul’s eyebrows and the corners of his mouth dropped, and his lower lip poked out plumply. It was a sign of relief.
“Haa, found you…”
About five steps behind them, Choi Da-ol rubbed his forehead vigorously with his palm. The moment he realized Geum Seoul was missing, he had circled the area, run to report to Gye Do-hyeop, circled once more, and then Geum Seoul had popped back up in the same spot.
However, he couldn’t be fully relieved because Gye Do-hyeop’s face was exposed. Among the guests here, there were all sorts of people. Someone might recognize Gye Do-hyeop or remember that handsome face. Furthermore, since everyone was wearing masks except for those who had taken them off while drunk, the risk was too high—they couldn’t recognize the other party.
Choi Da-ol tried to approach and stop him immediately, but Gye Do-hyeop had already placed the removed mask on Geum Seoul. So, Choi Da-ol tried to quickly take off his own to give to him, but—
“Did my words sound like ‘woof, woof’ that you decided to wander off?”
Chief Gye’s eyes were half-gone.
“Chief, it’s not that…”
“If you wanted to be shoved with a dog’s [unauthorized copy]dick, you should have just said so. [visit our site]I could’ve even given you a knotting.”
At the whispering voice approaching Geum Seoul step by step, Choi Da-ol had no choice but to stop in his tracks. His lips were clearly curving into a smile, but everything else about him radiated temper.
Emergency. Do not touch that ghost right now. Having made his judgment, Choi Da-ol turned around to find Yoo Jeong-ham. However, Yoo Jeong-ham, who had already arrived beside him, let out a deep sigh and slapped his own forehead. He seemed to have read the atmosphere immediately.
“…It’s a ‘pin’ deployment, right?”
“He’s driving him into a corner for now, so just leave them be…”
As he said, Geum Seoul, who was hesitating and stepping backward, was standing at the entrance of the emergency exit. Just as expected, Gye Do-hyeop didn’t miss the timing; he pushed open the heavy iron door and drove Geum Seoul into a place where no one else was.
“I’ll take the upper floor, you take the lower. If there are people in the emergency exit, clear them out. Put a chain on the front here.”
“Yes…”
“If the staff says anything, just tell them you don’t know and that you were ordered from above.”
Yoo Jeong-ham gave the instructions and ran off, with Choi Da-ol following behind. He had been happy thinking today would pass quietly, but it looked like he’d be leaving work late. And as punishment for losing Geum Seoul, he would probably learn about thirty-six new types of sarcasm he’d never heard before. He might even be assigned to the midnight basement for several weeks. Choi Da-ol looked like he was about to cry.
Slam!
The sound of the heavy emergency exit door closing violently. visit our siteThe cold wall touched the back of Geum Seoul, who was breaking out in a cold sweat. The man [unauthorized copy]opposite him ripped off the mask he had just put on. They were in a place with no one else.
“Chief…”
“Woof woof.”
That was the answer. Right in front of him, Gye Do-hyeop’s face, not imitating a dog but literally barking the words in a low voice. He was smiling. No, was he? His lips were curled up, but his eyes were fierce. Moreover, his voice and breath were like a growl. Terrified, Geum Seoul squeezed his eyes shut and swallowed a breath.
“The wall moved, and I spun around. Even though I was just leaning on it.”
Grab.
Immediately, Gye Do-hyeop’s hand gripped Geum Seoul’s chin. As if he wouldn’t allow him to close his eyes or drop his head, those pitch-black eyes held Geum Seoul’s gaze obsessively and clearly.
“The reason you didn’t come back immediately?”
“There was a hidden doorknob to turn it back. I found it quickly, but…”
“But.”
Geum Seoul had disappeared in the roughly 20 seconds Choi Da-ol had looked away. The time it took to quickly scout the 3rd floor: 93 seconds. The time it took to come to him for the report: 179 seconds. The time after that for him to arrive here and find Geum Seoul: 138 seconds. The things that could happen to Geum Seoul during a total of 410 seconds. Gye Do-hyeop knew about 4.1 million such possibilities.
Geum Seoul, clutching his trembling hands tightly, [stolen content]spoke very deliberately. Whenever he tried to avert his gaze, the grip on his [unauthorized copy]chin tightened, so he had to keep staring into those eyes.
“Two people were walking from afar, and it sounded like they were talking about the NSSD.”
One of Gye Do-hyeop’s eyes, which had been smiling the whole time, flickered slightly. It was a signal that his mood was souring.
“And?”
“I hid under the table to listen.”
“…What did you do?”
The man’s eyes flashed slightly differently than before. Geum Seoul was still intimidated by the aura, his fingers fidgeting, but even as his shoulders trembled slightly, he did not avoid the gaze.
“Among the two, there was someone called ‘President.’ The other person seemed to be reporting to him, and, uh, they knew that seven people from the NSSD had come. That the Chief was starting to move to provoke a man named Gwak Chun-young… And that he had important data…”
The humid and stifling air typical of an emergency exit, without a single window. Geum Seoul told Gye Do-hyeop everything he had heard in detail.
“So I lifted the tablecloth to try and see their faces…”
“Hah.”
Gye Do-hyeop’s irritation spiked at that part, but Geum Seoul, with a serious expression and knitted brows, whispered into the nearby stolen contentGye Do-hyeop’s ear as stolen contentif sharing a great secret, even lifting his heels.
“But that person was wearing the same cufflinks as you! The Luminescent Stones!”
Geum Seoul, his mouth hanging open as if surprised by his own revelation, quickly covered his mouth with both hands. Since his chin was still held, his protruding lips pressed against his white fingers.
“Haa…”
Gye Do-hyeop drew a twisted smile. Of course, the fact that there was a mole for Jin Go-hee among the people he brought today was an interesting story, but surprisingly, the round head in front of him triggered a surge of reverse anger.
Geum Seoul had a stubborn side. When they first met, despite trembling like an aspen, he had steadfastly lied that he hadn’t smuggled Lee Hee-jung out, and he had once fainted on a rooftop in the scorching sun just to grant a simple request.
But he was a coward at heart. He had thought he was just a cunning sort because he knew how to grovel before Park Gil-pyeong, but it turned out he had simply adapted because Park Gil-pyeong’s violence was too frequent; in all other matters, he would widen his eyes like a rabbit and tremble. He would also flutter or shrink back in surprise at the smallest things.
He probably poured cold sweat while hiding under that table. A few strands of brown baby hair were stuck to his temple. Gye Do-hyeop’s brow furrowed.
Why did this kid hide there when he was scared to death?
Whether he thought digging up such information was the price for whatever he wanted to do while staying at the house, Gye Do-hyeop found that presumptuous behavior irritating. That naive belief in his convictions, not knowing how many rabid dogs were unleashed here.
After delivering the most important news in the world, Geum Seoul glanced at Gye Do-hyeop’s reaction, unable to shake off the hand gripping his chin. Gye Do-hyeop scanned every detail of his features and narrowed his eyes without loosening his grip.
“Who do you think you are, playing bait?”
“What?”
Gye Do-hyeop pressed his thumb firmly against Geum Seoul’s lower lip. Then, he pushed past the lip and rubbed the tip of his finger against the white teeth. A slow, grinding stimulation. To be precise, Geum Seoul wasn’t biting; Gye Do-hyeop was positioning himself to be bitten, but his black eyes were still full of rage.
“What if you’d been caught? Are you curious about how filthily those bastards play?”
“…….”
Kind brown eyes that couldn’t even fathom what that meant. However, the trembling shoulders now went still. After firmly pressing each of the lower teeth in turn, he removed his hand and tapped Geum Seoul’s cheek.
“Then ask me. I’ll fuck you dozens of times filthier.”
“…I’m sorry.”
The moment Gye Do-hyeop’s hand completely moved away, Geum Seoul’s eyelashes fluttered down. Blink. Blink. Of course, Gye Do-hyeop was still scary, but there was something he didn’t understand. While Gye Do-hyeop picked up the mask from the floor, Geum Seoul spoke.
“But, Chief.”
Despite the lingering irritation, the black eyes turned toward Geum Seoul at the call.
“You’re the one who told me to do it first.”
“Do what?”
“The, you know, playing bait part.”
Geum Seoul swallowed hard. The gaze that had fallen on the mask traveled up to the eyes.
“When you caught Im Gyun-il, you intentionally sent me to that house.”
Geum Seoul perfectly understood what role he had played previously. Even the part where he saw Im Gyun-il and said only a small fry had been caught. He had grasped the entire context.
“…….”
Once again, Gye Do-hyeop was speechless. The unknown emotion scratching at his solar plexus was absurd. Geum Seoul was right. The one who had thrown Geum Seoul as bait back then was him.
“…It was dangerous then, and it’s dangerous now, so why is it not allowed now? What’s the difference?”
Geum Seoul wasn’t blaming him. He wasn’t saying he felt hurt that he had been used as bait; he was simply asking why he was angry now when it was fine then. He was genuinely curious.
At this hour, Gye Do-hyeop should have been blending in with the party host’s VIPs. Whether Geum Seoul disappeared or not—even if he did—the original Gye Do-hyeop would have focused on achieving the objective.
In the fleeting moment after hearing visit our siteChoi Da-ol’s report and setting out to find Geum Seoul, a new circuit was [stolen content]designed in the brain that had been wiped clean of Jin Go-hee.
The 4.1 million things that could happen to Geum Seoul during 410 seconds. The 4.2 million things that could happen during 420 seconds. Gye Do-hyeop had planned to trigger the nearest fire alarm the moment 7 minutes passed. Gathering his few team members to search the entire building was an unrealistic plan. In the meantime, Geum Seoul’s lifespan would be shattered into hundreds of thousands of pieces every second.
It was a judgment that prioritized pulling Geum Seoul out from where he had vanished over the possibility of security finding the culprit who triggered the alarm or the host hiding further inside.
Ah. Is Geum Seoul no longer just a tiny thing?
That realization fished the consciousness out from the depths of Gye Do-hyeop’s mind.
“Hmm. Then it’s a bit different, fuck.”
“…Huh? Ah!”
Gye Do-hyeop abruptly pressed the mask onto Geum Seoul’s face and hoisted him up upside down. Don’t squirm. He gave a sharp smack to the buttocks that were flailing over his shoulder and began to stride briskly down the stairs. He needed a proper, from-the-start, perfect circuit design and education.
“Ha…. What am I supposed to do? The cursing I heard from Im Gyun-il last time is still appearing in my nightmares….”
“That’s why I told you not to let him get away, no matter what.”
“How was I supposed to predict a secret door in the wall!”
Yoo Jeong-ham and Choi Da-ol were conversing with profound expressions inside a large visit our siteCommand & Control (C&C) vehicle. Since the radios were off, there was no way Geum Seoul and Gye Do-hyeop in [Read on Read BL Novels]the lead car could hear them, yet their voices were kept very low.
“…They’ll probably cool off by tonight, right?”
“Who knows. I don’t know how much of a role Seoul-ssi will play….”
Yoo Jeong-ham muttered. Yoo Jeong-ham no longer dismissed the fact that Gye Do-hyeop took a considerable liking to Geum Seoul as a mere ‘maybe.’ Until now, he had stubbornly looked away and blurred his focus to avoid it, but now, there was no other explanation.
When they left the building, Gye Do-hyeop had Geum Seoul perched upside down on his shoulder. Choi Da-ol hurriedly handed over the mask he had been using, but Gye Do-hyeop had unleashed a full fit of rage, saying, ‘Why the fuck are you handing me something that touched your face?’ so he was still in a ferocious state. However, the look on his face as he climbed into the back seat of a minivan with Geum Seoul instead of the C&C vehicle didn’t seem too bad, making it utterly difficult to gauge his mood.
One thing was certain: Gye Do-hyeop’s twisted temperament could only be smoothed over by Geum Seoul.
“What did I tell you?”
“…That you, won’t, use me as bait, anymore.”
In the back seat of the black high-roof van. Geum Seoul, sitting on Gye Do-hyeop’s lap, was panting with a face flushed bright red. This was because Gye Do-hyeop had unbuttoned his shirt and was biting and sucking his nape from behind while pinching his chest.
“Again.”
“Again, the Manager is… Ah!”
As a thumbnail pressed into Geum Seoul’s soft areola, his upper body curled inward. Read on Read BL NovelsBut Manager Gye was not the type to let go. He moved [visit our site]his hand while chewing on the rim of the ear.
“Keep going.”
“The Manager is originally, …a bastard.”
“Fuckin’ bastard.”
“…Because he’s a fuckin’ bastard.”
“Yeah.”
“Instinctively, he might try to use me, but if he does….”
“Then what?”
“Slap, his cheek.”
“Good boy.”
Having managed to recall the words, Geum Seoul panted and twisted his body, rubbing his cheek and ear against Gye Do-hyeop’s chest. The skin, drenched in saliva, felt so ticklish that he seemed to be rubbing it just to soothe it. Above his head, Gye Do-hyeop muttered, ‘This little shit is at it again,’ and pulled Geum Seoul into a full embrace, making him bend one knee.
“You can bite me too.”
Gye Do-hyeop’s pheromones weren’t spread throughout the car. Geum Seoul was purely melting under Gye Do-hyeop’s touch, and only then did Gye Do-hyeop smile with satisfaction and take his hand off the slightly swollen nipple. He slid his large hand deep underneath Geum Seoul’s buttocks, which must have dampened his underwear just from a little touching.
“Ugh….”
Geum Seoul kept pressing his cheek against Gye Do-hyeop’s shoulder. A shiver ran down his spine.
He thought it was acceptable that he was used to catch Im Gyun-il. He was just a neighborhood errand boy, and the Manager told him to do as he was told because he would pay him. He thought of it as an extension of that.
That was why he had been confused when he saw the Manager getting angry today. The conditions were the same. He lived in that house because the Manager offered to employ him, and today, he hid under the table because he felt he could finally prove his worth. Yet, it was hard to understand why the Manager kept grabbing his chin and urging him so frighteningly.
Thump. Thump. His heart beat strangely. As soon as they got in the car, the Manager held him and said he would never ask him to be bait again.
‘Since I’m a born fuckin’ bastard, I might instinctively calculate how to use you.’
He made Seoul open his palm and place it against his cheek. Then, he slapped it. Hit me like this. When Seoul gave it strength in surprise, he laughed.
A flashy face that looked playful and a light voice. His heart had been racing since then.
It was even more so because no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find the reason why the man treated him this way. He could have done it as many times as needed if such a situation arose. He had done it before Im Gyun-il, and he could have done it today. Of course, there was a difference in that he hadn’t known his role when catching Im Gyun-il, but regardless, repaying him to this extent wasn’t difficult. It wasn’t simply because of the errands; he wanted to do his part, even if it was like that.
However, the words that he wouldn’t ask him to do such things anymore planted a strange seed between his ribs. He didn’t know exactly what to call it, but it didn’t feel bad. Rather, it felt as if his insides were floating, and he vaguely guessed it was a kind of emotion like ‘expectation.’ stolen contentThat was why his heart kept [stolen content]beating as if it had grown four times larger. Even though it was a statement that he wouldn’t use him, it didn’t feel like it was because he [stolen content]was useless, but rather as if the man was worried he might be in danger. It was the first time he had ever heard such words from anyone.
“Manager, still…. Today, I.”
“Yeah. You did fuckin’ great.”
Closing his eyes tight at the hand rubbing over his pants, he lifted his head slightly. Before he knew it, the Manager’s nape was right in front of his mouth, and pressing his lips against that warm skin was purely an instinct to find the pulse and scent.
This virgin little shit is acting like a male prostitute again. It was the moment Gye Do-hyeop spoke as if grinding his teeth and rubbed the gap between the plump buttocks with four fingers.
“…….”
Geum Seoul’s pheromones dug in deeper than usual.
Normally, it was only enough to smell the scent of detergent on the clothes. It was a level that could only be felt by pressing one’s nose close and burying it, difficult to smell even two steps away, a pheromone so weak that only a Dominant Alpha could barely detect it.
But now, it had reached a level that any Alpha—no, any Trait-bearer—could smell. Gye Do-hyeop immediately slid his hand under his chin and made him lift his head. Brown eyelashes fluttered upward. He was red and soft overall, but he wasn’t in Heat.
Pheromones amplified to the level of a Common Omega, rather than a Recessive one. That was all.
“What is it?”
Geum Seoul blinked.
‘You did fuckin’ great.’
It was just a split second. The moment his usefulness was acknowledged. His pheromones leaped up cheekily. Like a tightly curled bud blooming open.
“Bullshit….”
An absurd laugh spread across Gye Do-hyeop’s face. What kind of brat is this? Geum Seoul still had a look of confusion, and Gye Do-hyeop narrowed his eyes, staring at the Omega before him.
Chirp.
At the sound of Yoo Jeong-ham’s voice from the radio pin, Gye Do-hyeop reached out and pressed a button on the door switch panel. Two monitors attached to the car roof lowered, covering the front seat headrests. The pitch-black screens turned on, and the video transmitted from the C&C vehicle right behind them appeared. This was the reason the two had stayed in the narrow alley near the building instead of going home.
“Do this first.”
“Ah, yes.”
Gye Do-hyeop sat Geum Seoul back up properly and buttoned his disarrayed shirt one by one. Geum Seoul rubbed his earlobe for no reason, his head tilted. He was embarrassed.
“Pick out the dog-bastard you saw earlier. Yoo Jeong-ham and Choi Da-ol will talk to them, so listen to the voices.”
“…Yes.”
Of the seven brought in today, only Yoo Jeong-ham and Choi Da-ol had been cleared of suspicion. Geum Seoul had to weed out the culprit from the remaining five based on the voice he had heard.
Now was the promised time to exit. They would come out naturally one by one, and the conversation they had upon returning to the C&C vehicle was important. The right monitor showed the entrance of the alley where the car was parked, and the left monitor showed the interior of the C&C vehicle. The faces of Choi Da-ol and Yoo Jeong-ham, the various seats, monitors, and papers stuck to the walls looked quite impressive, making Geum Seoul open his mouth slightly.
Yoo Jeong-ham looked up at the hidden camera and made a V-sign with two fingers. Beside him, Choi Da-ol also smiled brightly and waved two fingers in the same way. Geum Seoul’s lips curled up very faintly.
“Cute….”
“Seems like you’re having fun?”
There was no way Manager Gye would let that slide.
“If you’d just done the fuckin’ job right from the start, we wouldn’t be in this ‘fun’ situation where I have to come out without a mask, would we?”
“Yeah. Correct it again? Is this some kind of fuckin’ group hobby? A company club?”
As the sparks began to fly, the shoulders of the two people in the monitor stiffened. Geum Seoul tilted his head toward Gye Do-hyeop and lightly tugged at his sleeve.
“Leaning against the wall, dropping the mask… it was all me.”
His whispering voice was small. Gye Do-hyeop, who had Read on Read BL Novelstaken his hand off the radio pin, brushed away [visit our site]the hair that had fallen over Geum Seoul’s forehead.
“If I hadn’t taken my eyes off you, I would’ve seen you go over the wall, and then some other bastard would’ve crawled in instead of you.”
“Still. Da-ol-ssi said he’d let me go to the bathroom,”
Poke.
“What the fuck are you doing right now.”
Gye Do-hyeop, who had just put a black plastic cigarette in his mouth, poked Geum Seoul’s cheek. Brown eyes rolled.
“Yes?”
“It’s more annoying for me if you take another bastard’s side, right?”
“I wasn’t taking sides….”
“If you want to save someone, do something pretty.”
As he spoke, he leaned the back of his head against the seat, bit the thin plastic end, and exhaled white smoke.
“Yes….”
Geum Seoul, who obviously had no such intention, shut his mouth tight. It really wasn’t like that. Honestly, if he were to take a side, it made more sense to side with the Manager than with Yoo Jeong-ham or Choi Da-ol. That’s why he was trying to say it was really his own mistake…. A slightly discouraged Seoul looked up at the monitor. A couple of people were leaving the building and approaching the vehicle. Geum Seoul narrowed his eyes slightly. On the right monitor, he saw the two people stop in front of the C&C vehicle and put cigarettes in their mouths.
“Can we see this a bit larger?”
“Zoom in on the right monitor.”
Geum Seoul leaned his upper body diagonally toward the monitor, and Gye Do-hyeop turned on the radio so that Geum Seoul’s voice could be heard in the rear vehicle, then stared quietly at Geum Seoul. Since the microphone was installed inside the vehicle, the voices of the two people smoking outside hadn’t come through yet. However, a smile slowly bloomed on Gye Do-hyeop’s face. Geum Seoul’s brow furrowed and relaxed repeatedly. Then, he straightened his upper body. A white index finger pointed pointedly at the monitor.
“It’s this person. On the left.”
As expected. Gye Do-hyeop’s lips curved into a wider arc.
“The reason?”
“The direction of the creases at the bottom of the pants is the same. The shoes too….”
Gye Do-hyeop nodded with a satisfied expression. His large palm reached up to stroke the back of Geum Seoul’s rounded head.
A flustered Choi Da-ol asked again, but Yoo Jeong-ham stopped him first and rose from his chair. Belatedly, Geum Seoul muttered, ‘Ah. Maybe I should have listened to the voice,’ and Gye Do-hyeop shook his head firmly and wrapped an arm around his waist. It was to put this cute little shit back on his lap.
The hospital had the same scenery as always. A large lobby and flashy interior. This time, Geum Seoul, wearing a [Read on Read BL Novels]ball cap and a hood pulled deep over [stolen content]his head, followed Yoo Jeong-ham into the Bio-Medical Center from last time.
“Today we’ll focus on examining the eyes; please let me know immediately if you feel uncomfortable.”
“Ah, yes….”
Having received a devoted welcome from the center director since early morning, Geum Seoul changed into a top with a wide neckline and had to visit three different rooms. He placed his chin on a large machine and rolled his eyes around, or he lay flat and waited inside a machine that scanned everything from his neck to his entire head. He was told it was equipment for examining the eyes of a Jewel Omega; it was fascinating, but he was equally nervous, so Seoul had to rub his sweaty palms against his pants a couple of times. It was a relief that there were no other people around.
“Everything is finished now. I’ll explain once you change your clothes and come out.”
“Yes.” Geum Seoul answered politely and entered the dressing room. In truth, he didn’t even know what tests he was receiving today. Yesterday, he had been carried straight home and sucked all over by the Manager. He didn’t know what exactly he had done ‘well,’ but the Manager had bitten strange places like his eyebrows, elbows, armpits, and knees while saying things like, ‘You’re fuckin’ admirable.’
Since it didn’t seem like praise for the information he’d overheard, he asked what he meant, only to be told, ‘Since you have that, just let me suck your nipples. We have to leave soon,’ so he couldn’t ask any further. Then, he had to leave in the middle of the night after receiving a call saying they were ‘ready,’ so while they didn’t go all the way to penetration, his skin stung every now and then throughout the night.
Tap.
While changing into a T-shirt, he tilted his head while staring at the provided mirror. He didn’t have heat rash anymore, but his whole body was mottled as if it had recurred. His chest stung slightly when it brushed against the clothes, and it even seemed a bit swollen, so Seoul stared into the mirror for a long time with his mouth agape. He didn’t usually look in the mirror much, so he only looked closely at times like this.
Slide.
After pulling down his clothes, he carefully opened the door and stepped out. Closing the door silently behind him, Seoul looked up and his eyes widened with joy. Gye Do-hyeop was sitting crookedly on the sofa, smoking a plastic cigarette and smiling.
“Manager?”
“Hi, Baby.”
Seoul’s ears turned slightly red. Since this was the first time he’d seen him since leaving last night, such a sudden appearance was naturally welcome.
“Come here.”
Last time, they at least sat side-by-side, but this time Gye Do-hyeop sat Geum Seoul directly on his lap and nodded as if telling him to begin. Oh Ga-on cleared his throat and turned on the monitor, bringing up the test result sheets that had been pushed to one side one by one.
It was filled with medical terms that would take some time for Geum Seoul, who had read newspapers since he was young, to understand. Unlike him, who tried to read carefully, Gye Do-hyeop quickly read only the numerical values.
The pheromone secretion index, which had hit 6 last time, was now 35—today it had changed to the average for a Common Omega.
“For now…. As you mentioned yesterday, the numbers really have gone up. I could feel the pheromone energy from the moment I saw him today.”
“Mm-hmm. I told you it was fuckin’ crazy.”
Gye Do-hyeop nodded. What he felt yesterday wasn’t temporary. Geum Seoul was no longer a Recessive who was close to a beta. He was emitting a scent at a decent level, like a Common Omega. It wasn’t at a level where he was leaking it everywhere, but it meant that if someone intended to smell it, it would be revealed as a Common Omega. It was natural for Gye Do-hyeop to be displeased.
Normally, there were options like using pheromone deodorants or medication. However, Gye Do-hyeop hated the idea of Geum Seoul’s basic natural scent disappearing, and he didn’t even consider medication as an option. Geum Seoul was a bud just beginning to bloom toward a normal trajectory.
“Ah, and I have separately prepared the test you mentioned.”
Nodding at those words, Gye Do-hyeop finally let Geum Seoul off his lap and stood up. He sat him in a wheeled chair and pulled him right in front of the monitor. After receiving the remote, Gye Do-hyeop called him.
“Geum Seoul.”
“Yes?”
“I’m going to show you a photo, so look.”
“A photo? Uh. Yes.”
Sitting with his back straight, Seoul blinked and stared at the monitor. The windows where the result sheets had been disappeared one by one, and instead, a white background filled the monitor. What photo is it? Is it an important photo?
Click.
“…….”
However, he couldn’t actually see the photo. To be precise, he couldn’t recognize it. It was a mere instant. In a very short time, seemingly less than a second, a photo of several people each doing something flashed and disappeared. Geum Seoul’s eyes widened as he turned his head toward Manager Gye.
“It disappeared.”
“Describe the clothes the person on the far right was wearing.”
“…Huh? Please show it to me again.”
“No. Try to recall it.”
Clothes or whatever, how on earth was he supposed to remember a photo that flashed and vanished without warning? A bewildered gaze clung to Gye Do-hyeop, but the man only shrugged and smiled. With no other choice, Geum Seoul bit his lower lip and stared into the air, searching his memory.
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