“Identify yourself.”
The bright sunlight streaming through the window made the vibrant blonde hair shimmer as it swayed.
A pair of eyes, green as a lush forest, glowed.
Despite being surrounded by gunmuzzles, the exceptionally handsome man paid them no mind and focused entirely on Suhyeon.
Suhyeon blinked at the Westerner who had appeared so suddenly.
“Hey, um, cutie? Pretty person?”
A deep furrow appeared between Hajin’s brows.
‘Cutie?’
Suhyeon blinked again at the strange nickname, but the man didn’t look away, making it clear who he was addressing.
“Don’t you know me?”
“How would Suhyeon know you?”
It was Hajin who snapped back with the answer.
His tone was sharp, yet there was something subtle about the way he treated this intruder.
Suhyeon looked up, glancing back and forth between Hajin and the man.
Hajin’s brow was heavily furrowed, appearing extremely displeased by the man’s presence.
Were they acquaintances?
The guards seemed to sense the tension, as they cast quick, nervous glances at Hajin.
“Ah, so your name is Suhyeon. It’s a pretty name. Suhyeon, I’m Asher Delveron. Leader of Team 2. I’m an S-class Esper, just like Shin Hajin. Could you ask them to put these away? They’re useless and annoying.”
The guards holding the guns flinched at his words.
Finally, Hajin gave a sharp, irritable wave of his hand, and the guards instantly scattered back to their positions.
An S-class Esper and the leader of Team 2?
Since Team 2 had worked alongside Hajin to close the gate today, it meant this man held the same rank as Hajin.
‘Asher, was it?’
Sensing that the situation wasn’t immediately dangerous, Suhyeon watched the scene unfold blankly.
With the gate gone, the tension that had made his body stiffen began to fade.
With Hajin by his side, only his usual sense of calm remained.
Realizing he had forgotten he was supposed to be guiding Hajin before the sudden intrusion of Asher Delveron, Suhyeon regained his focus and took hold of Hajin’s arm.
A soft, bubbling energy knocked against Hajin’s arm before gently seeping inside.
The tension in Hajin’s brow instinctively began to ease.
“Oh, dear.”
However, the guiding didn’t last long this time either.
Asher Delveron, who had been observing Suhyeon intently even after the guards retreated, let out a soft exclamation.
His green eyes curved into an elegant, predatory arc.
“I see why you kept him hidden so tightly.”
And then—.
Whoosh!
Zzzap!
Suhyeon flinched and stepped back.
Asher Delveron, who had been standing at a distance, closed the gap in an instant.
Almost simultaneously, blue flames and purple electricity sparked violently in the air.
“Where do you think you’re crawling to?”
Hajin growled as he stepped in front of Suhyeon, but Asher only smiled, unbothered.
Crackling!
Suddenly, purple sparks flew with enough force to tear at Hajin’s throat.
Hajin whipped his head aside to avoid them, and in that opening, Asher Delveron stepped right in front of Suhyeon.
Before Suhyeon could even process the blur of motion, Asher Delveron carefully lifted Suhyeon’s hand. Hajin spun around.
“What are you—”
The flamboyant man gave a soft, charming smile and pressed his lips to the back of Suhyeon’s hand.
His eyes never left Suhyeon’s.
What flickered in those green eyes was unmistakable: desire, heat, and… ecstasy?
Just as Suhyeon’s expression began to harden, Asher spoke.
“Won’t you become my Guide, Suhyeon?”
Silence fell over the room.
Whoosh—!
Even for an S-class Esper, the killing intent was enough to make one’s skin crawl.
A flash of blue light lunged at Asher.
Zzzap!
As if returning the favor for the earlier distraction, Hajin wrapped his arm around Suhyeon’s waist the moment Asher dodged.
Asher’s eyes narrowed as he shifted his weight.
“Lee Jeonghyeon.”
“Y-yes, sir!”
They say the Espers of Team 1 are trained to the absolute limit.
While Team 2 was no different, the Team 1 Esper—who possessed only movement abilities—intervened in the middle of the chaos the moment his leader called, as if he had been waiting.
Then, pop!*
Before Asher could lift a hand, a white light erupted.
The Guide he had searched for so frantically, turning the whole Association upside down, vanished in an instant.
The room fell silent.
The remaining security personnel were in a state of confused panic, but Asher didn’t hear a word of it.
He stood still for a moment, staring blankly at the empty air where the Guide had been.
But soon, a laugh escaped his lips.
“Ha… Haha, hahahaha!”
A cheerful laughter echoed through the room.
Asher wiped away a stray tear of mirth and tilted his head.
He pressed a hand against his own neck, savoring the fresh, sweet scent lingering in the air.
It was an exact match for the scent of the guiding he had first encountered.
No, the scent tickling the tip of his nose just now was far more stimulating than the one that had first sparked his desire from the deep abyss.
It couldn’t even be compared to the mere lingering scent he had smelled before.
Out of all the Guides he had met, none provoked his hunger quite like this one.
He was undoubtedly a high-ranker.
He might even be S-class.
No, that would make more sense; otherwise, neither Shin Hajin nor the Association President would have gone to such lengths to hide him.
His body, which had been deprived of guiding while he chased after Shin Hajin, now throbbed with a demand for stability.
“……Ha,”
‘So you can stimulate me this much.’
Closing his tired eyes, the image of the fair man appeared vividly.
His light brown hair looked even brighter in the setting sun, matching the warm hue of his round eyes.
His skin was as white as snow, and his flesh peeked through the gaps in his hoodie.
His looks and his guiding made it perfectly clear why Shin Hajin had hidden him away.
The man himself seemed designed to set one’s desires ablaze.
A man so beautiful and white that one would want to swallow him in a single bite.
It wasn’t surprising that Shin Hajin, a man with severe mysophobia, could touch him so naturally.
The noble, white man seemed worth exactly that much.
‘That lucky bastard… If he could get rid of every other human in front of him, he probably would.’
“Fu…….”
Asher, stimulated to the point of cursing in his native tongue, slowly tilted his neck.
‘Suhyeon, Suhyeon.’
He repeated the name as it rolled smoothly off his tongue.
It was a cute name, fitting for his appearance.
What kind of bait did Shin Hajin use to get that lovely gem? Money? Power? Looks?
If he could keep that sweet guiding by his side at all times, if those eyes would look up at him as if he were the only person in the world, there was nothing he wouldn’t do.
He had more money than he could ever spend, he could let Suhyeon command his subordinates however he liked, and while Shin Hajin was handsome, Asher wasn’t exactly lacking in that department either.
Asher grinned.
It had been a long time since he felt this much desire to possess something.
Especially if it meant stealing a treasure from Shin Hajin—that would make it even more enjoyable.
His flashy jewel earring gave a cheerful jingle, as if sharing its master’s excitement.
In an instant, the world shifted with a flash of white light.
Suhyeon and Hajin were back in their familiar home.
Lee Jeonghyeon and Choi Taewoo, who had transported them, gasped for air for some reason and vanished again before they could even say goodbye.
A strange man had approached him and asked him to be his Guide, and then he had been whisked away with Hajin amid the sound of crackling energy. It all happened too fast.
Suhyeon blinked, feeling dazed, but then felt Hajin’s arm tighten around his waist.
He looked up.
Hajin’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he let out a low, rough growl.
Almost the same moment Suhyeon caught a glimpse of Hajin’s eyes glowing with a cold light, hot lips pressed down on his own.
A tongue forced its way between his lips, sweeping through Suhyeon’s mouth like a violation, tangling with his own saliva.
“Hgh…….”
Suhyeon’s arms, which had flinched instinctively, flailed in the air before gripping Hajin’s back.
He felt Hajin’s large hand gripping the back of his head.
Hajin’s mouth, sweeping over his teeth and hungrily exploring his mouth, was rougher than usual.
Suhyeon felt like he knew why.
Hajin’s aura had changed the moment that man, Asher Delveron, touched him.
Hajin’s tongue tangled with Suhyeon’s as if to steal his very breath.
Their saliva mixed, and heat naturally began to leak out.
“Haah, ngh……!”
But Hajin wasn’t satisfied with just a kiss.
After thoroughly stirring Suhyeon’s mouth, Hajin’s lips moved to bite his ear, then moved down to bloom red flowers all over his neck.
“Ngh, Hajin…… ah!”
Suhyeon let out an involuntary moan as Hajin bit him hard enough to leave bruises, but Hajin didn’t care at all.
Before he knew it, Hajin had laid Suhyeon back against the sofa and climbed on top of him.
He snatched Suhyeon’s slender wrist and pressed his hot, wet lips against the back of his hand.
A searing warmth tickled against the skin.
It was the exact spot Asher Delveron’s lips had touched.
Suhyeon winced at the ticklish sensation but looked up at Hajin.
Though he seemed slightly better than before, a savage light still flickered within his blue eyes.
Between Hajin’s lips, which were pressed against the back of Suhyeon’s hand as if in a kiss, a red tongue appeared.
“Hgh…….”
Hajin licked the entire length of the back of Suhyeon’s hand and pulled Suhyeon into his embrace.
Their positions shifted, leaving Suhyeon sitting straddled on top of Hajin.
Hajin continued to grip and lick the back of Suhyeon’s hand as if determined to erase every single trace of Asher Delveron, only letting go after a long time.
“He’s a filthy man, Suhyeon.”
Though he didn’t use a name, it was clearly directed at Asher Delveron.
“You won’t have to run into him, but if he tries to push himself on you again…….”
His blue eyes flashed dangerously.
“Kill him.”
A fierce battle-spirit erupted from him.
However, Suhyeon didn’t know yet—that this was only the beginning.
