Chapter 13 – GOY 13

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“I-I-It’s ​just… ​because ​I’m ​embarrassed…”

“Am ​I embarrassing?”

The end ​of ​his ​voice ​cracked, ​as cold as an ​Arctic ​glacier.

“No! It’s not ​that, but if ​people ​find ​out ​we’re ​dating, ​they’ll start asking ​things…”

“Is ​that ​so embarrassing?”

I hurriedly ​nodded. At that, Joo ​Seung-hyuk chuckled ​and rubbed ​my cheek.

“Lee ​Yeon-soo, you’re ​such ​a ​baby.”

I had just ​been called ​a baby by someone ​younger than me, but ​I didn’t find it ​unpleasant at ​all.

I ​was simply relieved that the chilling ​mana that had been ​constricting ​my ​body ​had ​vanished.

“Class is over, ​right?”

“Yeah.”

Even as ​I ​answered, I wondered ​how ​Joo Seung-hyuk knew my schedule.

Did ​he check ​my ​timetable while he ​was ​arbitrarily ​saving ​my ​number in ​his ​phone that ​night?

I wanted to ask, but I kept ​my mouth shut.

In ​mystery novels, supporting ​characters who stumble upon ​a clue ​often get killed ​by ​the culprit for ​acting like they ​know too ​much.

This ​world was ​a ​desolate confinement ​story, ​several times ​more ​brutal ​than any mystery ​novel.

Provoking ​an obsessive ​yandere ​in ​a ​BL story is a hundred times more dangerous than provoking the true culprit in a mystery.

“Then, shall we go on a date?”

“Mm-hmm.”

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The place we went to was a restaurant called ‘Poongyeon,’ located a short distance from the school.

It was one of the most famous restaurants in Seoul, and they said booking a year in advance was essential to visit.

Actually, since I was an S-Class Guide, I was used to high-end restaurants.

I had many opportunities to meet high-ranking officials, and it was common for them to suggest a quick meal at a nearby restaurant, only for it to be a hotel restaurant.

So, I had been to almost all the famous places, but I had never been here.

Following the waiter’s guidance, we entered a private room.

“The atmosphere is nice.”

“I originally planned to come the day before yesterday, but since Hyung said he was sick, I pushed it to today.”

I wondered if reservations weren’t actually that difficult—no, it’s probably only possible because he’s the youngest son of the Seong Han Group and an S-Class among S-Classes.

In truth, my current concern wasn’t the atmosphere or the taste of the food, but the price.

I had no choice but to accept the clothes this morning, but I didn’t want to be indebted to an obsessive yandere any further.

Knowing that in the original story, Lee Yeon-soo died a miserable death after abusing Joo Seung-hyuk’s wealth and power as if they were his own, how could I do something similar?

However, the moment I saw the menu, I realized it. This was not a price point where splitting the bill was possible.

The cheapest item on the menu, a Coke, was 50,000 won.

Is there gold in the Coke? Is it infused with mana? What kind of potion is this?

It was the most expensive Coke I had ever seen in my life.

Unlike me, who was spiraling into panic, Joo Seung-hyuk smiled brightly and pointed to a course meal with an astronomical price.

“This course is the best here.”

“Okay. I’ll have that then…”

I nodded blankly, staring at the numbers written at the end.

After ordering, Joo Seung-hyuk reached out and grabbed my hand.

“I missed you.”

How many hours had we been apart?

It had barely been three hours since he dropped me off at the dormitory. It was absurd, but my mouth instinctively sought a way to survive.

“Me too…”

The corners of Joo Seung-hyuk’s mouth curved into an arc. Fortunately, he seemed to like my answer.

“School is such a nuisance. Why don’t we just stop going?”

I swallowed hard.

Did I perhaps enter a dating simulation game instead of a novel?

Just as I barely managed one answer in a dating sim with no options, a more difficult question flew at me.

Furthermore, the human known as Joo Seung-hyuk was a habitual kidnapper by nature and had a history of confining Kim Joon throughout the entire vacation.

I had to answer this correctly.

“But attendance is important. There are many professors who won’t give credits if attendance is low.”

“Do you care about your credits?”

“Yeah. Of course I do.”

“Hyung is quite diligent.”

Was that a compliment, or was he sneering, calling it a clumsy lie?

High-ranking Ability Users usually didn’t care about credits. Since their affiliations were decided before admission and there were countless places willing to take them based on their rank alone, there was no need to obsess over grades.

An A-Class Guide with all Fs [Read on Read BL Novels]was far more unauthorized copyvaluable than a [stolen content]B-Class Guide with all A+s at the Esper Academy.

Therefore, the fact that I, an S-Class, cared about credits would sound like a poor excuse.

“Since I’m attending anyway, it’s better to have good grades. Besides, it’s not my money; I’m attending on taxpayers’ money, so I should work hard.”

Tuition for all students at the Esper Academy was waived. Dormitories and school meals were also free.

“You’re the first person I’ve seen who cares about something like that.”

“Haha. Really?”

I smiled as gently as possible. I wanted to look like a model student who genuinely cared about taxes.

“Then shall I just flip it over?”

“What?”

“If I destroy a building or two, the school will probably close for a while.”

“…….”

Crazy bastard. As expected, he’s not sane.

Since I didn’t want to be investigated as an accomplice in the [Read on Read BL Novels]destruction of visit our sitethe Esper Academy, I tried to [stolen content]persuade Joo Seung-hyuk as rationally as possible.

“What if someone gets hurt because of that?”

“If I make sure no one gets hurt, can I destroy it?”

Crazy bastard.

“The buildings were built with taxes too.”

“I’ll pay for it. Whatever.”

He’s truly a madman.

“Don’t do that. What if you go to jail?”

I gripped his hand tightly.

Mr. Obsessive Yandere, I’m begging you, please don’t cause any major accidents. You must not cause an accident for a reason related to me. I just want to live quietly.

“I suppose so.”

Fortunately, he seemed convinced. Even an obsessive yandere who fears nothing in this world apparently hates jail.

“If I had to go through the hassle of an [stolen content]investigation, [visit our site]the time I spend with visit our siteHyung would decrease.”

“…….”

“I don’t want to be apart from Hyung for even a single second.”

“…….”

That was the scariest thing I’d heard all day.

“Hyung thinks so too, right?”

“Yeah.”

I nodded, feeling a chilling gaze. Joo Seung-hyuk smiled and interlaced his fingers with mine.

“It’s fascinating every time I touch Hyung. You’re a Guide, but I can’t feel any mana at all.”

When I wasn’t Guiding, I completely blocked the flow of mana. This was a unique ability that only I possessed.

“Do you want Guiding?”

Joo Seung-hyuk shook his head.

“No. If I do it now, I feel like I’ll get too excited. visit our siteIt would be troublesome if I unauthorized copy[unauthorized copy]got any more excited here.”

“…….”

That means he’s already excited!

Startled, I yanked my hand away.

Without thinking, I had shaken off the madman’s touch. I realized my mistake instantly, but the door opened at the perfect timing and the food arrived.

“Looks delicious.”

I wasn’t just making conversation; it really looked appetizing. The dishes were neat and clean, and the aroma was wonderful.

I momentarily set aside my fear of the obsessive yandere and tasted the food.

“Wow.”

An exclamation burst out the moment I ate.

“Is it good?”

“Yeah. It’s incredibly delicious.”

Indeed, it was a taste worth waiting a year for.

Actually, after seeing the price of the Coke, I thought the chef—whoever they were—was a total highway robber, but since the food was this delicious, my mind changed.

This wasn’t just food; it was art. It was the best dish I’ve ever eaten.

Perhaps the chef set the price of the Coke at 50,000 won to tell people not to ruin their palates with carbonation while eating such magnificent food?

It wasn’t that he was greedy for money; he simply had no intention of selling it. There’s no way such a brilliant chef would charge 50,000 won for a Coke just to make an excessive profit.

As I continued to marvel at the taste, even wanting to defend the price of the Coke, Joo Seung-hyuk let out a sigh of relief.

“What a relief.”

“Huh?”

“This is our first date. I worried a lot about where to go. I’m so glad Hyung likes it.”

“…….”

Joo Seung-hyuk’s face flushed slightly. Seeing him speak so shyly made him look so innocent that I felt strange.

“I like it. It’s really delicious. I could eat this every day.”

“I’ll make sure you can eat it every day.”

“Ah, no! I didn’t mean it like that.”

He smiled broadly without answering. This brat… surely he isn’t planning to kidnap the chef?

“You should eat a variety of foods considering nutritional balance. It’s good to eat Korean, Western, Chinese, and Japanese food evenly.”

“I get it. Then tell me when you want to eat it.”

“Yeah. I will.”

“Go ahead and eat.”

“You eat too.”

“Yes.”

Throughout the meal, Joo Seung-hyuk stared intently at my face.

Feeling a gaze so intense it made eating burdensome, I realized one thing for certain.

Whether Joo Seung-hyuk truly placed meaning in the relationship from that night, or whether he was trying to get revenge for what happened seven years ago, or if there was some other reason, he clearly had no intention of letting our relationship end as a one-time thing.

In the original story, Joo Seung-hyuk had relationships with many people. While the primary purpose was usually Guiding, there were many cases where he unauthorized copyslept with unauthorized copyothers simply to release desire or to provoke Lee Yeon-soo.

Even now, there were numerous rumors that Joo Seung-hyuk had slept with Guides. Thus, I thought his interest in me was for the purpose of mockery or a brief amusement. I hoped it was.

Even when I felt signals that I might have taken the position of the main uke after that night, I tried my best to ignore them.

But I couldn’t do that anymore. I decided to accept reality.

Joo Seung-hyuk was hooked on me. The madman’s obsession was currently directed toward me.

It was a desperate situation where I might end up trapped in a cozy trash can, but a sliver of hope still remained.

“Seung-hyuk-ah.”

“Call me again.”

“Huh?”

“I said, call my name again.”

Did I say something wrong? I felt anxious, but I carefully called his name once more.

“…Seung-hyuk-ah.”

“I love it when Hyung calls me.”

His eyes crinkled softly. Seeing that gentle smile made my heart flutter strangely again.

But I must not be fooled by that expression.

That guy was an obsessive yandere whose daily life was assault, whose hobby was confinement, and whose specialty was murder. I steadied my mind, recalling the atrocities Joo Seung-hyuk had committed in the original story.