By Zephyria Bay City, which I visited for the first time, was a glamorous but not flashy city. Everyone I passed had a quiet vitality.
It felt a little more peaceful and stable than other Comfort zones. Although there were some difficulties in supplying Blue Energy, it was a city where Aberrants rarely appeared nearby.
Mu-hae slowly soaked into this unfamiliar tranquility. Perhaps it was because he was being treated as a VIP upon his arrival.
After unpacking his luggage in a high-rise hotel overlooking the city, the fact that he had come to chase a suspicious group didn’t feel so dangerous.
“Why do you keep staring at me like that?”
“I don’t know.”
Joo-oh, who kept licking his lips even after buttoning up his shirt, fidgeted and swung his legs as if complaining.
It seemed that attending the meeting tomorrow was a burden for him. He had to memorize a thesis and act, so it was understandable that he, with his simple logic, would be nervous.
Mu-hae eventually called Joo-oh over and sat him between his legs. He had originally intended to sit him next to him, but it was a bit awkward to push away Joo-oh, who had already burrowed in on his own.
Joo-oh wriggled around, settled in, and leaned back comfortably. A pleasant scent emanated from the body that fit snugly in his arms.
―Comfort for your weary life! The Goldenwood Full Body Massager offers cool and comfortable peace.
He was intently watching the TV, which had no subtitles. Even though he couldn’t understand what they were saying, the flashing screen seemed to catch his eye.
He promised not to do anything weird at the meeting place, but Mu-hae was worried that what Joo-oh considered weird might be a little different from social standards.
Well, he did say he wouldn’t talk, so maybe it wouldn’t matter.
“Hold me tighter.”
Even after seeing him order so presumptuously, Mu-hae willingly embraced him. He had an important task tomorrow, and it wasn’t a difficult request.
He heard a chuckle, so he seemed reasonably satisfied. Mu-hae tried to please him by ruffling his fine hair a few times.
In the evening, he took Joo-oh around Central. Eating, drinking, and sightseeing in a place where no one knew them was a better pastime than he had expected.
There was no record of his father’s criminal history or Mu-hae’s job in this place. That fact gave him a strange sense of liberation.
Jin Mu-hae became more generous. Even when Joo-oh occupied the bathroom and splashed around for a long time, he pretended not to hear and only prepared for the meeting the next day.
Again, he left Joo-oh alone as he burrowed into the bed wearing only a gown, while Mu-hae repeatedly went over the welcoming ceremony’s agenda and expected conversations in his head.
“Haha. It tickles.”
As he leaned back against the head of the bed, Joo-oh hugged his legs and rubbed his face against the gown, making a fuss. When he pulled on the round ear that was revealed through his wet hair, Joo-oh slid down without any force.
Lick. Joo-oh licked the other’s lips with his tongue. Perhaps he liked kissing during their ‘mating’ session before. Since then, he kept trying to kiss him whenever he had the chance.
Mu-hae felt a subtle warmth and grabbed his soft nape. He pressed him closer and kissed him, and as their tongues intertwined, Joo-oh’s moist lips fluttered and emitted a pleasant moan.
He really was a sight to behold. Even though he was constantly acting up, Mu-hae still found him cute.
Before he knew it, Joo-oh, who was straddling his lap, wiggled his butt and groaned. He slipped his hand into Joo-oh’s gown and pulled him closer by his slender waist.
It hadn’t been long since he had washed, but his lower abdomen, where he was touching Joo-oh, was gradually getting wet. He had only intended to rub their lips lightly, but Joo-oh was incapable of restraint.
“Faster…”
“Shh. Stay still.”
There was no one to hear, but he couldn’t help but lower his voice. Mu-hae parted the gown of the demanding one and bit down on the reddish nipple at the tip of his breast.
“Uhh… Hyung.”
The honorific that followed the moan struck his heart. Mu-hae rolled the erect nipple with the tip of his tongue and breathed hotly on his chest.
Joo-oh twisted his waist and struggled. He grabbed his soft buttocks and pulled down his underwear, causing his stiff penis to pop out.
Gathering the contrasting objects in one hand, Mu-hae slowly began to thrust. The face of the one who was trembling with his eyes closed was maddeningly sexy.
“Good, uhn. Mu… Haemu Hyung.”
However, the honorific, which was over-immersed in his given role, was not to his liking in many ways.
The problem was that even though he had made it up himself, it sounded like someone else’s name. It was also troubling that his excitement rose to a strange degree whenever Joo-oh opened his mouth and called him Hyung.
After biting his soft lips a few times to interrupt him, Mu-hae warned him in a husky voice.
“Don’t call me Hyung when it’s just the two of us.”
“Hoo, uhn… then?”
“Speak informally. Like usual.”
“Lee Haemu.”
That wasn’t what he meant. He didn’t want to bother arguing further, so he let him call him whatever he wanted. No matter whose name he called, his eyes would eventually turn to Mu-hae’s face.
It wasn’t long before he ejaculated as Mu-hae caressed him. Only after Joo-oh had shot three times on his lower abdomen did Mu-hae grope his body and ejaculate as well.
He still felt a lingering regret in his aroused body, but this was enough for now. He couldn’t just knock him over anywhere, considering the schedule ahead.
Fortunately, Joo-oh was also satisfied with this much and obediently followed the hand that dragged him into the bathroom. He washed off the sticky skin and handed him a towel…
Thump!
He heard a noise from outside the door, which should have been empty. Mu-hae tightened his new gown and hurried out to the living room.
One of the table lamps in the living room was lying on the floor, its head buried.
Someone had come in. Inside the tightly closed hotel room.
He immediately looked around, but he couldn’t see anyone hiding. It seemed they had run away as soon as they made a noise by mistake.
He was thoroughly searching to see if anything was missing when Joo-oh, who had followed him out, made a sound as if he had found something.
“Is something missing?”
“Uhm. Bugging devices. I took them all off and put them together.”
“…What?”
If there were such things attached, he should have said something sooner. Why did he secretly throw them away and then get robbed?
“I was going to tell you. But Jin Mu-hae…”
Joo-oh quickly made excuses at his darkening expression. In short, he forgot because he was clinging to him. He was the one who had been all over him first, yet he was blaming others.
No wonder he kept calling him by a fake name. Mu-hae felt the blood drain from his head when he heard that someone had been listening.
Who could it be? Someone from NPS? Or maybe just some crazy person who installs that kind of thing in hotels.
The thought that the latter might be better filled him with unpleasantness.
“Damn it, you… haa.”
However, he couldn’t just scold Joo-oh, who looked clueless.
In the first place, if it hadn’t been for him, he wouldn’t have even known that there were bugging devices attached.
“…From now on, if you find anything like that, tell me immediately, no matter what the situation.”
Joo-oh nodded obediently and rolled his eyes. Even though he looked like it was nothing, he was trying hard to read Mu-hae’s mood, as if trying to please him in any way he could.
“Is there anything else left? Bugging devices, cameras, anything that other people might have installed.”
“No. I took them all off.”
Whoever it was, they must have realized that their attempt had been exposed and ran away with the evidence.
For a moment, he had been intoxicated by the exotic city and had forgotten his duty. Mu-hae tightly grasped the fading tension and looked around.
Should he change rooms? No, unless the other party was an idiot, they wouldn’t do the same thing again. If he couldn’t identify the target, it would be a more plausible warning to the other party to pretend not to know and confront them.
Damn it. He was wide awake now. Mu-hae pressed his temples and reached out to Joo-oh.
“Give me the thesis.”
“For Jin Mu-hae to read?”
“Then who else would read it but me? And what’s with that look?”
He snatched the tablet from him and read the annotations that Teacher Jung had added one by one, when Joo-oh suddenly asked from the side.
“How many pieces of equipment can you fit in your cardigan?”
It was a random question. If he wore a loose, long cardigan over a fitted shirt, he could probably attach a small firearm or a couple of blades to his waist.
“About two. Why do you ask?”
“Oh. Then I don’t have to choose.”
Joo-oh muttered as if he was amazed and climbed onto the bed. It wasn’t the first time he had asked strange questions, but for some reason, the words he had just heard felt meaningful.
―…everyone! So today’s guest is, drum roll-! The inventor of Luckystraw, Renata Costa!
Joo-oh’s gaze was soon drawn back to the TV that had been turned on again. As a loud fanfare rang out, Mu-hae also stopped paying attention and filled his head with complex theories.
The NPS welcoming party was held in the Witz District, right next to Central. The building, which had removed the rooftop space and raised a blue tile roof, retained the old-fashioned charm of the pre-Crystal Blue era.
In contrast, the interior was so modern that it felt like he had entered a different building. After getting off the cylindrical elevator and walking down a short hallway, he saw an entrance with intricate decorations.
“This way, please.”
Hawkins, who had been guiding the two of them from the hotel, gestured towards the inside of the lounge. It was definitely 4 p.m., but there were already about five people inside, sharing refreshments.
As soon as they stepped inside, everyone’s eyes were on Mu-hae, on Joo-oh, and even on Hawkins. Jin Mu-hae deliberately acted awkward and hesitantly walked towards them.
“Chairman. I’ve brought him.”
A man with a mustache beamed at Hawkins’ greeting. He even put down the glass he was holding nearby and hurriedly greeted them.
“I’m Dunham, the president of the Society for Natural Phenomenology. I set a rather tight schedule due to personal reasons, but I can’t tell you how grateful I am that you were able to attend.”
“…Lee Haemu.”
Joo-oh, looking pathetically uneasy, fidgeted with his side. Pretending to take care of him, Mu-hae also played the role of Lee Haemu, who was not good with words.
“As I mentioned in advance, this is Mr. Lee Haemu, our NPS’s new member.”
Dunham turned slightly and introduced him in a loud voice.
“We sincerely welcome you to NPS. I hope we can continue to have good research and exchanges together in the future.”
With Dunham’s words, the few members present greeted them one by one. Mu-hae awkwardly responded to each of them, holding onto Joo-oh’s sleeve with one hand.
When his arm was tugged, Joo-oh, who had been staring at the colorful finger foods, shook his head slightly with a wronged expression.
“I sincerely thank the members who have gathered here despite their busy schedules. I hope that this event will be a meaningful time to share each other’s research and expand exchanges…”
Dunham raised his glass again to announce the start of the small event. He had thought there were a few people who had arrived earlier, but in fact, the five attendees included the chairman.
At this rate, it would be difficult to find an excuse to slip out of the conversation. Mu-hae glanced at Joo-oh as he listened to the welcoming speech.
Fortunately, he was now looking around at the fancy lounge and the members’ faces. Thanks to that, Mu-hae was able to answer the questions that came his way with a little peace of mind, and even changed the direction of the conversation at the occasional touch to his side.
Contrary to his worries, people didn’t try to test Mu-hae’s knowledge. The NPS members were so gentle and considerate that they even greeted Joo-oh, who was following him like a tail.
That image changed when the exchange session began. As they followed the others and sat on the sofa, one of the members with her hair tied up displayed a hologram in front of everyone.
[The Ultimate Light: Humanity’s Eternal Yearning and the Advent of Miracles]
‘Are they gathering researchers and taking drugs as a group?’
Teacher Jung’s voice floated into his head.
Mu-hae realized that everyone’s eyes were on him instead of the presenter.