By Zephyria 
The people of Central generally do not engage in physical labor. It’s not so much that they consider it trivial, but rather, they are extremely averse to being exposed to danger.
Trapped in their Comfort zone, humanity is constantly plagued by external threats. As a result, the Blue Energy generation is more obsessed with safety than ever before in history.
However, unlike the security forces stationed throughout Goryeo City, the Defense Force has its headquarters in Central. Solely due to this locational advantage, the Defense Force has earned a kind of royalty.
Add to this the hollow honor of protecting humanity’s last fortress, and the bizarre phenomenon occurs where even those raised in affluent families often seek employment here.
In short, it’s a high-status job, so for a mere mercenary to serve as an instructor for the Defense Force, even temporarily?
‘Well, they must have a reason, since they hired me.’
Jin Mu-hae dismissed the question simply and checked his waist. He’s not lacking in skill, so he has nothing to be ashamed of.
Ironically, isn’t facing dangerous creatures like Beasts and Aberrants the same for mercenaries?
It’s just that, unlike the well-equipped Defense Force, mercenaries are always struggling and fighting for survival…
Yes. Strictly speaking, the best strategy for a mercenary is to avoid combat whenever possible, and they must conserve resources to make a living.
With a short career span, the mercenary’s survival instincts are notorious even to outsiders. So much so that if something goes missing at the scene of an Aberrant or Beast attack, nine times out of ten it’s said to be the work of a mercenary.
Still, the respected Defense Force and the lowest rung of society, rolling around in the dirt. The gap between these two professions, similar yet different, is solely determined by the choices available to those involved.
At least, that’s how Mu-hae felt. The problem is that there’s a disgustingly high concentration of low-quality individuals on the mercenary side.
“I like that outfit the best.”
“What? This?”
“Yeah. Jin Mu-hae looks better in that than in a suit.”
Joo-oh’s face brightened more and more as Jin Mu-hae put on the delivered uniform, layer by layer.
He kept glancing over, as if he was about to secretly take a picture. He was already fidgeting with his left wrist.
It was definitely good fabric. Flexible and tough top and bottom. Sturdy and mobile wrist guards, and a vest that would likely only get scratched even if struck with a sharp blow.
And how about these boots, so light despite having thick heels? Even the outer jacket he put on had as good a feel as Mu-hae’s custom leather jacket.
Ding-!
As expected, Joo-oh finally saved a photo of Jin Mu-hae in his Defense Force uniform. Even when he reached out his hand for the Watch, he stubbornly shook his head and scurried to the armchair.
It was a good-looking face, smiling softly while hugging his wrist, which made it even more annoying. Mu-hae rubbed his short hair and clicked his tongue a few times.
“Don’t do anything stupid and try it on. We need to get it resized if it doesn’t fit.”
“I know without trying it on. The helmet seems a little big. But it’s okay since I won’t be using it in Central anyway.”
Joo-oh, answering firmly, narrowed his eyes as if admiring him and scanned Mu-hae several times.
He’s the one being taken care of, so why does he look so proud, as if he’s watching a well-raised child?
“This time it’s Jin Mu-hae. Not Haemu or Jeong-mu.”
“Yeah. Since you’re going by your real name too, please only do weird things at home.”
“I didn’t do anything weird.”
“Don’t say things like ‘I want to mate’ outside.”
Lately, it’s become a habit, but Joo-oh gets strange whenever he wears different clothes and infiltrates, asking to be touched and hugged.
The embarrassing wiretapping incident in Bay City happened under a completely different identity, so the impact was less, but now it’s truly the mercenary Jin Mu-hae and Joo-oh combination, without a doubt.
It feels like there will be trouble if I don’t warn him in advance. Even now, he keeps licking his lips, as if he’s dying to cling to me.
“Then you should have done it at home beforehand.”
“Don’t talk nonsense and seriously, don’t cause trouble.”
“Hold me.”
“Damn it.”
Regardless, he was looking with a sad face, and he didn’t seem to be listening at all.
Fortunately, it wasn’t a difficult request to fulfill, so Mu-hae sighed and took off the jacket he was wearing.
“Wear that.”
“You’re kidding me, really.”
He tried to deny it, but it seemed he was really taken with this outfit. As he was about to change, he hesitated, and Joo-oh quickly ran over and reached out his arms.
The feeling of being embraced was not bad at all. Mu-hae bent down slightly, and Joo-oh eagerly clung to him, nibbling at his lips.
It was so cheeky that he probed the inside of his mouth with his tongue. The clinging mucous membrane felt soft and tickled his insides.
“Umm, haa… Jin Mu-hae. I like it.”
“If you like it, don’t cause… Keuk.”
The evening before heading to work in an unfamiliar place. He simply wanted to try on the clothes.
Once again, a strange atmosphere had taken hold. In the increasingly heated atmosphere, Joo-oh slid down and grabbed his pants.
“You, damn it.”
Zhiik, a soft hand opened the zipper. He fumbled clumsily at the opening of his pants, and when he failed to pull out the object, he blankly looked up at Mu-hae and bit the bulging front of his pants, underwear and all.
“Are you stupid?”
“Uung.”
A warm breath rushed in, and a familiar pleasure flowed down his spine. Jin Mu-hae inadvertently let go of the hand he was about to push away and flinched slightly.
Damn it. That’s not why he kissed him. The atmosphere had been set without him realizing it.
He wanted to just take off his pants, but when he waved his hand, Joo-oh shook his head with drooping eyebrows.
“Don’t take them off.”
He shouldn’t have touched him outside. It felt like he had corrupted an innocent guy.
While excitement and anxiety crossed his mind, Joo-oh finally pulled apart his underwear and pulled out the thick flesh.
“Shit.”
His nose sniffed and tickled his pubic bone, and then, suddenly. His half-erect penis was slowly sucked into his slippery mouth.
His teeth scraped against it a few times, and then his licking tongue wrapped around the object.
“Where did you learn this kind of thing…”
It was unfair to say that he was the one who made Joo-oh like this. Mu-hae had never taught him this kind of damn thing.
He thought he washed quite diligently, even for a mercenary or an ordinary person, so what kind of smell was it that made him dig down there whenever he had the chance?
But the question didn’t last long. A strong stimulus washed over him, blurring his vision, and Mu-hae clenched his teeth tightly and grabbed his bristly head.
Holding his warm head and thrusting his hips up, Joo-oh made a difficult face, his neck bobbing.
Looking at his slightly furrowed brow, he felt a heat rising that made him dizzy. He didn’t know why, but that face was as good to look at as his smiling face.
“Stop, haa, let go.”
“Uung.”
He tried to avoid ejaculating into his delicate throat with a sliver of conscience. But like a seed that doesn’t listen to others, he didn’t budge even when pushed away.
Even when he rubbed and massaged his flushed face, his eyes only glazed over as if he liked it. Keuk, Jin Mu-hae finally ejaculated thickly into his gaping mouth.
“…Spit it out.”
“Heh.”
As expected. Even when he pushed his finger between his lips and stirred, all that came out was clear saliva.
He told him not to eat anything, but Joo-oh still tried to swallow everything that went into his mouth.
He picked up the resentful guy and put him on his shoulder, and he shook his legs and giggled. What was with making someone excited and then smiling so brightly?
Mu-hae forcibly stuffed his quickly stiffening object back into his pants and hugged him, sitting down on the sofa.
“Hua.”
Joo-oh took a small breath and leaned back, as if he liked the warmth on his back.
He lifted his clothes and slowly slid his hand in, and his relaxed body trembled.
“…I like it.”
“What?”
“Jin Mu-hae, rubbing me like this.”
He repeated it almost every day, as if he had completely forgotten the warnings not to do it, and he remembered and welcomed this kind of thing like a ghost.
Then he had no choice but to change his approach. He was already worried about going to work with him as a member of the Defense Force…
“Remember. When we go out, don’t ask me to touch you like this.”
Mu-hae rolled his fingertips over his flat chest and whispered in Joo-oh’s ear in a low voice.
“Uung, ung.”
“Don’t go around smiling brightly at other people. And don’t climb on other people’s legs like this.”
“Just, huu, even if I’m just sitting?”
“Don’t put your butt anywhere. Unless you want to get your ass kicked.”
Other people wouldn’t need to be told this kind of thing and would properly distinguish and avoid it. But for some reason, it seemed like he had to define even the smallest things for this guy.
Kwaak. He grabbed his butt with a grip that could easily crush most objects, but Joo-oh didn’t seem to feel any pain and only breathed heavily, panting.
In the meantime, he was moving his head up and down as if he had learned something, which was infuriating. Mu-hae bit his round ear and shoved his bare hand into the pants that stretched as he pulled them.
Soft and smooth skin. A sweet scent. The air he inhaled deeply pierced his heart so much that he couldn’t stand it.
He bent his shoulder and hugged him tightly, then massaged and groped the inside of his soft legs several times.
The body that trembled and clung closer was more than welcome.
“I didn’t ask anyone to touch me, uung, except for Jin Mu-hae.”
“If they touch you without saying anything, you have to smack them in the jaw.”
“Hic, euu… Even if Teacher Jung touches my head?”
“That’s… okay. Most of the time, if I see it and don’t say anything, it’s okay.”
Why did he have to bring up Teacher Jung when he was horny? Only then did his eyes, which had been half-turned, return to their place a little.
What a sight it was to touch a half-naked person while wearing black tops and bottoms, a vest, a jacket, and even boots without any gaps.
“That’s not touching, it’s stroking.”
“I know. Touching is, huu, only Jin Mu-hae.”
“Stroking is only for people I say are okay. Get it into your head.”
It was strange. It wasn’t anything he couldn’t say, but he felt like a scoundrel teaching him bad things. Mu-hae hugged the guy who was nodding obediently in his arms again.
He felt uncomfortable and satisfied at the same time, groping his inner flesh and educating someone, and a sense of being trashy washed over him after a long time.
Thanks to that, he forgot the burden of his newly acquired job. He would probably think of this scene every time he saw this uniform in the future…
“Yeah!”
He already felt the same way when he thought of the suits in his closet or the library in Central, so it wouldn’t be a problem if he added one more.
“There was a statue at the entrance.”
“Pretend you didn’t see it.”
This was his second time entering Central for work.
However, he was faced with an environment that was completely different from when he was an environmental worker, so even the calm Mu-hae raised one eyebrow.
“I’m Jin Mu-hae. This is my colleague…”
“I’m Joo-oh. I’ll be assisting Instructor Jin during the training.”
The main hall, where light poured down from the high glass ceiling. Joo-oh, wearing a black mask, introduced himself to the stiff-faced administrative staff.
Everyone had probably heard about the two of them from somewhere. Perhaps that’s why the staff who came out to greet them didn’t seem to welcome the new instructors.
Of course, regardless of that, Jin Mu-hae was more impressed by Joo-oh’s seemingly normal greeting than the cold reception he had already anticipated.
He wasn’t shaking his legs or arms, he wasn’t smiling foolishly or looking around, and he could act so sane.
He even seemed intelligent at first glance, giving him the illusion that he was meeting a different person.