Chapter 83 – GOY 83
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Even if that were the case, he probably just found it annoying that I was sitting right in front of him acting like this.
I straightened my back and looked at Park Geon-woo.
At that moment, our eyes met again. This time, it wasn’t a mistake. He stared straight into my eyes before officially beginning his lecture.
The content of the lecture was excellent. This kind of talk often degenerates into self-boasting or war stories.
However, his lecture was plain and without exaggeration. He explained the situation objectively while sprinkling in interesting anecdotes, ensuring it wasn’t boring.
Moreover, the content was substantial, covering the causes and strategies for tackling the Africa Gate incident, as well as how to respond if a similar situation occurred in Korea.
It didn’t feel like a lecture he [unauthorized copy]had taken on short notice, but rather like he was presenting a thesis he had prepared for years.
I had heard that geniuses are usually poor at teaching others, but he seemed to be an exception. He was truly a perfect sub seme in every way.
Even the students who had come just to admire Park Geon-woo’s face were completely immersed in the lecture.
Yet, while everyone else was focused, only one person—Joo Seung-hyuk—seemed uninterested and was fooling around.
He spent a long time fiddling with my left hand.
‘Play with it if you’re bored.’
I tried to ignore him with that thought, but then Joo Seung-hyuk took my pencil case.
‘Uh, that’s my favorite pencil case…’
It was a pencil case I had cherished since middle school. A fan had given it to me as a gift, so it would be troublesome if he broke it. As I watched him with concern, Joo Seung-hyuk opened the zipper, took out a permanent marker, and put it back in its place.
Right, no matter how much of an obsessive madman [stolen content]he is, he wouldn’t [unauthorized copy]just stolen contentdestroy a pencil case for no reason.
Just as I was about to relax, he began doodling on the back of my hand with the marker.
Is he testing my patience right now…?
Isn’t that a permanent marker?
Since the lecture was in full swing, I couldn’t speak, so I wrote a note in my notebook and showed it to Joo Seung-hyuk. He wrote a reply underneath.
That’s right.
And then he went back to doodling on the back of my hand.
No, I didn’t ask because I didn’t know; I meant that since permanent markers don’t rub off, he should stop…
But Joo Seung-hyuk had already begun drawing in earnest.
‘Fine, do whatever you want.’
Ownership of my body had long since passed to the obsessive madman anyway. If he wants to draw on my hand, let him.
I tried to listen to the lecture again. However, because of the sensation of the marker touching my skin, I couldn’t concentrate at all.
Before I knew it, I was watching Joo Seung-hyuk draw.
‘He’s practically an artist.’
As a man who was perfect in everything except his personality, Joo Seung-hyuk’s drawing skills were outstanding.
A rose bloomed on the back of my hand. It looked like graffiti yet remained delicate. Come to think of it, I believe my birth flower was a wild rose… A reporter had mentioned it during an interview once.
Could he possibly be drawing it knowing that? No, there’s no way. He’s probably just drawing without thinking.
As I watched the drawing near completion, I heard the sound of applause.
Ah, the lecture is already over. I was [unauthorized copy]so [unauthorized copy]distracted by Joo Seung-hyuk that I didn’t hear the latter part at all.
As soon as the lecture ended, high-ranking officials from the government and the Center approached him first, and reporters busily took photos of the scene.
They’re advertising that he’s one of their own.
Guild leaders, high-ranking ability users from the Center, and other students remained to see Park Geon-woo. Some students were taking photos of him with their phone cameras.
“Hyung, let’s go.”
“Yeah.”
We stood up. I intended to say goodbye to Park Geon-woo, but since he was currently surrounded by people, it would be better to do it next time.
As I was about to leave the classroom, I heard someone call me from behind.
“Yeon-soo!”
Park Geon-woo pushed past others and ran toward me. Does he have something to say?
“Hyung.”
“Did you listen to the lecture?”
“Yes. It was a wonderful lecture. I heard you prepared it in a hurry, but I was surprised by how well you did.”
“I’m glad you thought it was okay. It was all about Espers, so I was worried a Guide might find it boring.”
“Not at all—”
“Why did you call him?”
Joo Seung-hyuk cut me off, speaking in a cold voice. At that, Park Geon-woo’s brow furrowed.
“Joo Seung-hyuk, you’re as arrogant as ever.”
“And you’re as unpleasant as ever.”
Joo Seung-hyuk fired back, not backing down from Park Geon-woo’s words.
There really is something between those two. In the original story, they ignored each other like strangers until their emotions intensified because of Kim Joon.
Furthermore, Park Geon-woo wasn’t the type to reveal grievances in a public setting where people were gathered, no matter how bad the relationship was. For him to be snarling so openly, something must have seriously happened.
But could you two fight somewhere without me?
The reporters and everyone else were watching us. They might even think Lee Yeon-soo’s ex-boyfriend and current boyfriend are fighting.
Neither of them would want that. Moreover, I didn’t want the misunderstanding that Espers were fighting over me.
“Haha, it’s, it’s a good day. Please don’t fight.”
I forced a smile, attempting to change the atmosphere.
“Seung-hyuk-ah, let’s go.”
Since Park Geon-woo was the protagonist of this event, it was better to remove the obsessive madman before the atmosphere became more hostile.
“Yes. I understand.”
Fortunately, Joo Seung-hyuk complied with my words obediently.
“Park Geon-woo Hyung, I’ll be going now. I really enjoyed the lecture today.”
As I tried to lead Joo Seung-hyuk away, Park Geon-woo grabbed my hand.
“Yeon-soo, can we talk for a mo—”
But before Park Geon-woo could finish his sentence, Joo Seung-hyuk slapped his hand away.
“Get your filthy hand off.”
“Joo Seung-hyuk, there’s a limit to being rude.”
“You’re the one.”
The mana of the two men surged instantly and clashed.
When Joo Seung-hyuk and Park Geon-woo collided, the people were horrified.
The reporters’ eyes widened at the prospect of a scoop, but they couldn’t even lift a finger in the face of a dangerous wave of energy that even ordinary people could feel.
If two S-Class Espers fight, a single classroom would be easily blown away.
For reasons related to me, I did not want the large lecture hall to be destroyed following the ‘examination room.’
I hurriedly grabbed Joo Seung-hyuk’s arm.
“Seung-hyuk-ah! We’re going to be late for the movie!”
Damn, I just told all these people that we’re going on a movie date…
Still, it worked. Joo Seung-hyuk’s black mana, which had been billowing, subsided. Before his obsessive madman mode could switch back on, I quickly pulled his arm and said goodbye to Park Geon-woo.
“I have a promise with Seung-hyuk, so I’ll be going first.”
“Yeon-soo!”
I heard Park Geon-woo calling me. At that moment, the original story came to mind.
If it were the original Kim Joon, he would have hesitated and eventually turned back to choose Park Geon-woo. And then he would have been immediately imprisoned by Joo Seung-hyuk.
I had no intention of repeating the mistakes of the original main uke.
Keeping my gaze fixed forward, I exited the classroom.
“Was the lecture that good?”
As soon as we got into the car, Joo Seung-hyuk’s cold voice flew at me.
The moment I say it was good here, I’ll become ‘Clueless-soo.’
“No. Actually, I couldn’t listen properly. Because I was paying attention to you…”
“To me?”
“Yeah. You drew a picture on my hand. I was just looking at that. Seung-hyuk-ah, you’re really good at drawing.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah. You could be a painter.”
I looked at the rose drawn on my hand. It wasn’t empty praise; it really was well-drawn.
“I wouldn’t do it unless I was drawing Lee Yeon-soo.”
Does that mean I’m the rose…?
“Haha. I’m honored. But Seung-hyuk-ah, how was the lecture for you?”
“I didn’t listen either.”
“I see.”
Even if he had listened, he probably wouldn’t have given it a positive review.
Park Geon-woo was an idealist who believed everyone should join forces regardless of rank, but Joo Seung-hyuk viewed such words as hypocrisy and pretense.
In today’s lecture, Park Geon-woo shared his experience of struggling to conquer the Akar Gate with lower-ranked colleagues. The people in the classroom seemed moved by him. But if Joo Seung-hyuk had listened, he would have cursed him for being stupid and incompetent. If it were him, he would have excluded anyone who wasn’t helpful to the combat power and formed a team only with those who were.
Aside from being S-Class Espers, the two were different in every single way from one to ten.
“And from now on, if you’re curious about Espers, ask me. Don’t listen to some other bastard.”
No, that’s because you’re too scary… Moreover, since Joo Seung-hyuk [stolen content]was an outlier in every sense even among [Read on Read BL Novels]S-Classes, I didn’t think visit our sitelistening to him would be particularly helpful.
“Yeah. I will.”
Instead of answering honestly, I gave a beaming smile.
Perhaps because it was Friday evening, the movie theater was crowded with people.
“There are a lot of people.”
“Yes.”
“I booked the tickets in advance.”
“Then I’ll buy the popcorn.”
“Okay.”
We went straight to the snack corner.
“What flavor do you want?”
“Whatever Hyung wants.”
Giving me the choice actually made it more difficult.
What kind of popcorn does an obsessive madman eat? I didn’t have any data on that.
Strawberry flavor is out, melon flavor is out. Banana is out too. Why are the menus here so experimental!
Consommé is better than strawberry, but it was still ambiguous to eat with an obsessive madman. Onion or cheese flavors were also a bit off.
Caramel obviously wouldn’t be it, right? Ah, but caramel is delicious…
“Ca, Cara… No, should we just go with the basic?”
The words slipped out before I could think. I corrected [Read on Read BL Novels]myself visit our sitein a panic. There’s no way an obsessive madman would touch something like caramel popcorn!
“Let’s go with caramel.”
“But are you sure it’s okay?”
“It’s fine. But Hyung, you seem to really like sweet things.”
“Ah, yeah. I have a child’s palate…”
“From now on, only eat them in front of me. Don’t eat anything given to you by another guy.”
Is he talking about the time Kim Joon gave me chocolate? Because he’s an obsessive yandere, it seems he can’t even tolerate a gift from a hubae.
“Yeah. I’ll be careful.”
As I answered with an awkward smile, it was our turn to order. I quickly paid for the popcorn and drink set and handed over the check card.
It was a check card linked to another account unauthorized copythat didn’t contain Joo Seung-hyuk’s money.
As we walked away with the popcorn and drinks, he whispered in a low voice.
“Hyung, you’ve never once used the card I gave you.”
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