By Zephyria Pick. Jin Mu-hae turned off the Link Watch screen and pressed his eyes long.
The newly registered data contained more information than expected. It contained a fairly wide range of records.
A group consisting of participants from various classes, ‘Return flight’.
They ultimately longed for a human life unconstrained by the Comfort zone, and their primary goal for this was the extermination of the Aberrant.
Everything started from one widely known common sense and a hypothesis classified as confidential.
‘The emergence of the Aberrant is related to Crystal Blue.’
‘Since the appearance of Crystal Blue, research to control it has continued for decades, and finally, a research institute found a clue.’
It was Jin Mu-hae’s father, Jin Seong-jo, who focused on this half-urban legend-like story.
He was someone who had extensively delved into theories classified as non-mainstream even before entering graduate school as a researcher.
Convinced of the possibility of the hypothesis with knowledge in various fields, he boldly began to dig into the theory with the support of Central under the pretext of researching the efficiency of Blue Energy.
Contacting intellectuals from all walks of life for research, the group, which was just a research group, quickly grew in size and became professional.
At some point, ‘Return flight’ was operated as a point-to-point organization. Safety devices were created one by one in preparation for any eventuality.
They introduced various methods of security so that they could not face each other without a fixed connection.
The design of some things was not even known in detail by Jin Seong-jo, the chief executive officer.
Still, some things remained in the records obtained as foundation stones, one of which was the information of specific parts that were most needed now.
‘I think I can do it.’
He couldn’t even tell Director Gil how he found it.
It was quite useful data for something obtained from an inappropriate place.
“Jin Mu-hae. This is worn out.”
While estimating the things he would face in the future, Joo-oh, who was sitting on someone else’s bed and playing around, called Mu-hae.
He was spreading out Mu-hae’s leather jacket. Perhaps because it was often rubbed while equipping and removing equipment, the back of the jacket was tattered.
“Why do you have that?”
I clearly hung it on the hanger and put it away. Joo-oh made a startled expression at the look in his eyes that contained various emotions.
“I was going to fix it.”
“Do you even know how to repair it?”
“……If I learn?”
He’s just saying he took it out. Even though quite a bit of time has passed since he settled in this house, he still accepted everything with wonder and was curious.
“Leave it. I’m going to throw it away.”
He’s definitely worn it for a long time. It’s not just the back that’s damaged, so even if I repair it by adding leather, I won’t be able to use it for long.
“Throw it away?”
Joo-oh embraced the jacket with a change of expression at the word throw away.
“I said throw it away. Not that I’m giving it to you.”
“I picked up something that was thrown away.”
“I haven’t thrown it away yet.”
Mu-hae stubbornly retorted childishly when he could have just ignored it, and Joo-oh made a disappointed face. The thought that he had done something unnecessary wandered through his head.
“Well. It’s time to upgrade.”
Fortunately, he muttered in a bright voice as if he had managed his emotions.
He still seems to have difficulty using vocabulary that is appropriate for the time and place, but one positive thing is a commendable advantage.
Come to think of it, the frequency with which he becomes dazed like someone on drugs has also decreased significantly. From some point on, he seemed to be thinking.
‘……Hmm.’
He’s been living comfortably with a warm back and a full stomach, so could he have any memories that have returned? Could he be pretending not to know after recalling one or two important things?
Mu-hae raised one eyebrow and stared at him intently. Joo-oh’s round eyes rolled down towards his toes.
“You. Don’t you have anything to tell me?”
Joo-oh’s smile stopped abruptly at the unexpected question.
“No.”
After shaking his head reflexively, he started to look around cautiously, thinking that this wasn’t right.
What is it? It was a word thrown out without expectation, but there really is something. As Mu-hae narrowed his brows and stared at Joo-oh, his round eyes rolled down towards his toes.
“Jin Mu-hae seems like he’s going to say something.”
He bit his lower lip tightly at the sound of his tongue clicking as he laid the groundwork in a barely audible voice.
Joo-oh soon made a gloomy expression and opened his mouth hesitantly.
“You know, Jin Mu-hae.”
“What.”
“I actually…….”
The low voice strangely suited Joo-oh. Mu-hae’s heart beat strangely at the sensation he felt in that moment.
I haven’t really felt these symptoms much except when fighting. It happens so often when I have Joo-oh in front of me that it’s strange.
As Mu-hae, who was also nervous, clenched his teeth, he began his confession with a serious face.
“Actually.”
“…….”
“I’ve collected all the Tinkle Friends.”
“Tin, what?”
The strength that had been built up completely disappears.
Jin Mu-hae glanced at Joo-oh with ambiguous eyes, then tilted his head to the right to see if what he heard was correct.
“I said it would take a long time because there were many duplicates, but I actually collected them all last week. Kukochi came out. I just…… kept eating it because it was delicious.”
“You…….”
“But you already ordered more. Jin Mu-hae can eat it too. Huh?”
“Get off my bed.”
Kwaak. As he pushed him away with his feet, Joo-oh shook his head and clung to the mattress.
He’s disgustingly strong, so even Jin Mu-hae couldn’t take him off and throw him away.
As Joo-oh’s face touched the blanket and was pressed and rubbed, he felt something unbearable.
Mu-hae defined the sensation of turning on the strings with a nerve cord as annoyance.
“If I get off now, you won’t let me come back!”
“I never told you to get on in the first place.”
“I’m sorry, so let me hit you.”
“Aren’t you going to get lost?”
Joo-oh held Mu-hae’s arm tightly. As his smooth fingers without a single scratch touched his skin, Jin Mu-hae shook him off as if he was having a seizure and scratched the top of his head.
“Ugh! You really hit me.”
“Take the Tinkle or Tangle box and go out. Go out and exchange it for something else.”
“Heeu, what else? Cereal?”
“Anything. Something that’s not sugar-coated.”
Joo-oh flinched and got up at the excessively glaring eyes.
He breathed heavily several times as if he wasn’t feeling well, then he ran out and picked up a house-sized box.
“Aren’t you wearing a hat?”
“I was going to wear it!”
This was the first time he had sent Joo-oh out alone, but he wasn’t too worried.
He now knows the way to the grocery store. There’s no way a grown human being can’t even do the simple task of exchanging things.
“Hmph.”
Joo-oh, who lowered the corners of his mouth as if he wasn’t feeling good, left the house, following Mu-hae’s usual habits, saying damn it, damn it, damn it.
And…… silence came.
For the first time since picking up Joo-oh, Mu-hae was left alone.
“Damn it.”
Only after Joo-oh disappeared in front of his eyes did the surge of emotions that had been welling up stop.
He felt uncomfortable because it seemed like he had raised his voice over something trivial again this time.
Mu-hae was organizing the messed up blanket when he suddenly felt a throbbing sensation below.
As he slowly lowered his gaze, he thought as he looked at his twitching leg muscles.
Come to think of it, when was the last time I pulled it out?
It seems like it’s been at least a month.
“Huuu.”
Jin Mu-hae was originally a dry person. He had a bit of a temper, but since he had jumped into the harsh world early on, most of his emotional reactions had worn out appropriately and he was calm.
However, the physical reaction of his prime was not listening to his head, so when he returned from a long assignment, he had to release the accumulated desires.
A battle to kick off the ground to avoid the Aberrant and plant bullets in the Beast’s neck. A fight to crush someone’s jawbone while fighting back against the provocation.
All acts that made his blood boil added heat to his vibrant body. Jin Mu-hae, filled with excitement in various senses, could solve everything just by touching it without any special imagination when he remained at home.
He had been putting it off for several weeks now. It’s more accurate to say that he didn’t even think about it because he didn’t have the mental capacity. Now that he realized it, he felt like his stomach was hardening.
Mu-hae glanced at the door. The quiet house where no one’s presence was felt gave a dull impulse to his stiff back.
Come to think of it, it’s been a while. Being alone.
Jalgak.
As he unbuckled his pants and opened the front, a thick volume touched his hand. Jin Mu-hae pushed down the bulging underwear and walked into the bathroom.
The moment he closed the door and leaned against it, a strange sense of stability washed over him.
His penis, which had gained a lot of strength, pushed out over the half-pulled-down gray cloth.
“Keuk, huu.”
A thrilling pleasure rushes in just by rubbing the head of his penis a little. The feeling that comes into contact is different, so there was definitely a lot accumulated.
Mu-hae slowly shook his penis, stroking the shaft as he always did. Thick blood vessels bulged over the already hardened object.
“Shit…….”
The crimson-red lower body felt hotter than usual. It was already slippery at the end even though he hadn’t touched it much.
Kung! Jin Mu-hae banged the back of his head against the door he was leaning on and groaned softly. The penis he was holding squirmed at the strong stimulation that tightened his waist.
The more pleasure he felt, the more impatient he became. As he shook it with force to the point where it made a clacking sound, a tight sense of ejaculation penetrated him.
Then, at the moment when his breath stopped, his penis, which had risen to its peak, spurted out semen.
The amount was so large that the liquid he couldn’t catch with his hand flowed over his pants.
“Haa, fuck.”
His ribs swelled as he took a deep breath. He was barely able to breathe only after taking one shot, but it was still far from enough.
As he rubbed the object that had grown back to its original size, Mu-hae tried to release his unresolved desires.
The stimulation rushed in to the point of pain as he continued to touch something that still hadn’t faded.
At the moment when he tightly grasped his penis from the root with his convulsing hand.
Why? He suddenly thought of a pure white hand. Delicate fingers grasping a bright red imitation penis.
Come to think of it, how did it hold and shake the object that was as fierce as his own, except for the ridiculous protrusions?
Tteok. He felt something snap in his head, and soon his pupils rolled over his half-closed eyelids.