By Zephyria Kwon Mi-eon tilted his head slightly and looked back at Mo Yeon-hu. Before long, his face was bare. Despite all his fussing earlier, he had long since tossed aside his mask and sunglasses, perhaps because they were interfering with his gaming.
However, it seemed he couldn’t give up the blanket. He looked so cute, wrapped in the cozy fabric with only his rounded head poking out as he stared at the screen, that Mo Yeon-hu momentarily forgot his question and laughed…
“You’re laughing? I guess this is really funny to you.”
Whether that was misinterpreted or not, Mo Yeon-hu answered himself crookedly. A flicker of confusion crossed Kwon Mi-eon’s face at the sharper-than-usual tone, but he soon corrected it nonchalantly.
“Is it funny? Not particularly… I’m just doing it.”
Seeing him diligently wrap bandages around a teammate’s wounds as if he didn’t give it a second thought, Mo Yeon-hu opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it.
‘Did I overreact?’
He thought he hadn’t meant to go that far, but the moment he saw the following chat, he froze.
(Alliance) heyua: Wow, thanks for the healing!
(Alliance) heyua: As expected of Mi-yeong-nim hehehe
(Alliance) Oson-dosan: Look at those fast hands. Mi-yeong carry!
(Alliance) MidIsTheBest: The healing feels sweet lol
‘These guys are absolutely crazy about Kwon Mi-eon, aren’t they?’
People were throwing a fit, praising Kwon Mi-eon!
(Alliance) heyua: Mi-yeong-nim, want to go on a raid later?
(Alliance) MidIsTheBest: lol go go. Since we’ve met like this, let’s the four of us go together.
(Alliance) heyua: Go go. I’ll carry everything hehe
(Alliance) Oson-dosan: Good.
(Alliance) MidIsTheBest: Mi-yeong-nim, after this is over, do you want to do some variety games1) while on voice chat with us?
(Alliance) MidIsTheBest: lol we’re actually pretty good at LoL and PUBG.
Not only were they losing their minds over the “taste” of the bandages Kwon Mi-eon wrapped, but now they were asking him to leave Zombie Village and meet in another world!
‘If you met in Zombie Village, shouldn’t you just stick to Zombie Village? Why go as far as playing other games? Isn’t that a bit over the top?’
Mo Yeon-hu glared at the chat window, then eventually softened his gaze.
‘Well, whatever. No matter how much they fuss, Kwon Mi-eon probably won’t even blink.’
So, naturally, Kwon Mi-eon would also…
(Alliance) NotMi-yeong: Sounds good.
…Huh?!
“Hey, what are you doing?”
Mo Yeon-hu whipped his head around immediately. Kwon Mi-eon, who had been focusing on the monitor, paused the moment he turned back at the call. Mo Yeon-hu’s face was filled with irritation that anyone could see.
The moment their eyes met, Mo Yeon-hu began to explode with his accumulated anger.
“Is Zombie Village boring to you? Do you want to play games with those people? Even so, isn’t that a bit much? If you agreed to play Zombie Village with me, you should do that. Why are you like this? LoL? PUBG-uuu?”
“You told me to do that, Hyung.”
“When did I?”
However, at Kwon Mi-eon’s incredulous tone, Mo Yeon-hu had no choice but to stop pouting.
“You told me to heal diligently and be kind to people, didn’t you?”
That was true. …He wasn’t wrong.
“So that I wouldn’t arouse unnecessary suspicion from people.”
Because at first, Kwon Mi-eon hadn’t even glanced at other users whether they died or fainted, so Mo Yeon-hu, unable to watch, had earnestly warned him that ‘you have to provide some level of care so you don’t raise suspicion.’
“But I didn’t mean follow them to other games!”
When did I ever tell you to jump at the chance to go play other games! Unlike the exploding Mo Yeon-hu, Kwon Mi-eon seemed genuinely clueless as to why he was irritated.
“I didn’t actually have any intention of playing games with those people anyway.”
“Then you shouldn’t have answered like that!”
“But isn’t this better?”
Mo Yeon-hu, who had been fuming, was forced to shut his mouth again like a mute who had eaten honey.
“Since I’m acting like this, they don’t suspect us at all and actually want to get closer to us.”
“That’s…”
It was true. In the beginning, because Kwon Mi-eon answered coldly, the teammates used to walk on eggshells and avoid him, but…
(Alliance) Oson-dosan: lol wow, we actually have a healer with us now.
(Alliance) heyua: This is awesome. Is this what power feels like? K-euuu.
(Alliance) MidIsTheBest: fr I was so jealous of people who always had a partner healer TTT
(Alliance) Oson-dosan: Agreed agreed. Where should we go for the next raid??
Now, such behavior was nowhere to be found.
“Everything is going well, so why are you so irritated?”
Thus, Kwon Mi-eon’s question was valid.
‘I wonder…’
Just as he pointed out, why was I so irritated right now? If things continued like this, ranking up would be smooth, and having a rapport with Alliance Members would mean less suspicion and easier information gathering.
“Hyung.”
“I don’t know.”
Why was this situation so hard for him to bear?
“I said I don’t know. What am I supposed to do about just feeling irritated right now?”
“Yeon-hu Hyung.”
Kwon Mi-eon called him as if to soothe him, but Mo Yeon-hu didn’t even answer now, only biting his innocent lip. Kwon Mi-eon stared intently at that sight, then narrowed his eyes.
“Are you perhaps feeling bad because I’m getting close to them?”
At those words, Mo Yeon-hu froze in his pouting posture.
“…What, did you say.”
Of course, it was only for a split second. As if he had never frozen, Mo Yeon-hu began to pour out a passionate argument, overacting with a loud voice.
“Why would I feel bad because you got close to them? It’s just that this place is, well… a strange Alliance. Even so, I felt like you were starting to get attached to them, so I was just trying to give you a slight warning. We’re only here to get what we need, after all.”
Did Mo Yeon-hu know?
“But, you, huh? You forgot that and kept… talking about useless things with those people, and that went on for a long time, and then earlier, that Oson-dosan wasn’t even hurt but you went and wrapped bandages on him…”
As he spat out each word as if venting his sorrow, his eyes blinked incessantly.
“Actually, I… was a bit hurt because I got shot. My HP was slightly lower than Oson-dosan’s… but you didn’t heal me… I’m not saying I’m sad, of course! But since I’m closer to you than them, you should have… no, since we’re on the same team, shouldn’t you take care of the team first? This is enemy territory! Anyway, you know. I wasn’t trying to scold you or anything…”
His fingers were busy squeezing the blanket tightly.
“Just… that’s all…”
Above all, that his face was burning bright red.
If one just looked at that face, the content of his speech became completely inaudible, and only those mumbling, moving lips were visible, making it feel like one might truly go crazy. Did Mo Yeon-hu really know that?
Kwon Mi-eon turned away without a word. Forcing his gaze, which he wanted to pin on Mo Yeon-hu, back to the monitor, he placed his hands on the keyboard.
(Alliance) NotMi-yeong: But what should I do, I can’t go on a raid with you guys.
(Alliance) NotMi-yeong: Because even if I go, I’m not going to heal.
(Alliance) heyua: Huh?? Why?
(Alliance) MidIsTheBest: Eh, why wouldn’t you heal? You’re on the heal-board, aren’t you?
(Alliance) NotMi-yeong: Because my healing is for Oppa only.
(Alliance) Oson-dosan: Oppa??
(Alliance) NotMi-yeong: Yes.
Clatter!
Mo Yeon-hu, who had been looking at the screen because he had nowhere else to look, flinched violently. Regardless, Kwon Mi-eon did not stop typing.
(Alliance) NotMi-yeong: Because I’m only Oppa’s healer hehe
Oppa? Who…
“…Me?”
Mo Yeon-hu murmured as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Did you just call me Oppa?”
He blinked his eyes in shock, but the letters did not disappear. Rather, the sentence referring to him as ‘Oppa’ became clearer, as if etched into his retina…
“Are you crazy?!”
Startled, Mo Yeon-hu whipped his head around and paused. Kwon Mi-eon was already looking at him, as if he had been waiting. He spoke in a very low, deep voice.
“Yes, Oppa.”
With his large body that radiated intimidation just by looking at it, he crinkled the corners of his eyes.
“What is it, Oppa?”
He said it in a coquettish tone!
Right now, he looked like the most inappropriate creature to utter the word ‘Oppa,’ but regardless, he continued to call him ‘Oppa.’ Of course, there was a time when hearing the word ‘Oppa’ was a romantic fantasy, but now…
“You like being called Oppa, don’t you, Oppa?”
This is not right!