Guiding the Rampaging Sub Male Protagonist chapter 18

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Jin Seyoung didn’t get a direct promise that Wonho would come tomorrow, but he let him go anyway.

Not like Wonho had anywhere left to run.

He went home, but he spent the night wide awake.

The next morning, he lay in bed, unmoving, until Jin Seyoung’s call came.

Ever since becoming an esper, this was the first time he’d lazed around like this.

He usually preferred a structured routine—waking up early to train, even when there were no scheduled calls.

With his runaway potential so high, he was at risk of losing control if he overused his abilities.

That was why he focused so much on improving his physical strength.

Lately, he’d been trying even harder to avoid using his abilities.

He was sick of seeing Choi Yoonseo cry.

No matter what he thought about, the conclusion always led back to her.

He knew he needed to break that habit, but it wasn’t easy.

It wasn’t something he could change overnight.

For a whole year, his life had revolved around her.

In the end, he received a message from Jin Seyoung.

Dragging his feet, he got ready and left.

It took him less than a minute to throw on his uniform and arrive at the center.

After listening to Jin Seyoung’s orders to behave during the test, Wonho walked into the compatibility testing room.

But the moment he saw the man sitting calmly on the sofa—

BANG!

He slammed the door shut.

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“What the…?”

Haebom blinked his large eyes in confusion.

The door remained firmly shut, as if it had never been opened in the first place.

Time passed, but there was no sign of it reopening.

Beyond that door was Wonho, the novel’s Sub Male Protagonist and the person he was supposed to take the compatibility test with today.

Haebom had been looking forward to seeing Wonho speak with his eyes open.

But he hadn’t expected him to just shut the door and refuse to come in.

Pushing aside his confusion, Haebom stood up and grabbed the doorknob.

He wondered if it had been locked, but with a slight push, the door slid open effortlessly.

And there, standing beyond the doorway, was Wonho—looking much tidier than yesterday but utterly flustered as he stared at Haebom.

His eyelids flickered up and down so quickly, it was obvious just how panicked he was.

“…Hello?”

Haebom hadn’t expected Wonho to be this shaken just from seeing him.

So, he greeted him first.

When he slightly bowed his head in greeting, Wonho immediately took a step back.

It made Haebom feel like he was some kind of villain who had done something terrible to Wonho.

But if anyone had done something bad, it was Wonho, not him.

After all, he was the one who had dragged Wonho out of the gate, barely keeping him alive.

The least he could’ve gotten was a thank you, not this kind of reaction.

Still, looking at him now, Haebom couldn’t help but think—he really was handsome.

His sharp eyes and tightly pressed lips made him seem like he had a terrible personality, but his face was attractive enough to make up for it.

His pale skin stood out against his dark hair.

Wait—dark hair?

That wasn’t right.

Just as he was about to question it, a voice rang out from the speaker.

― Wonho, get inside already. You might have all the time in the world, but other people don’t. Hurry up.

It was a familiar voice—for both Haebom and Wonho.

At the sound of Jin Seyoung’s voice, Wonho, who had looked like he was ready to bolt, finally moved.

From the way he looked, Haebom wouldn’t have been surprised if he tried to run.

But instead, he stepped into the examination room.

Haebom, already seated on the sofa, quietly observed him.

Wonho was so restless, he looked like a dog that desperately needed to go to the bathroom.

No—rather than a dog, a wolf?

Either way, he was huge.

― Close the door. And sit next to Yoon Haebom. Do I have to spell out everything for you? Wonho, this isn’t your first time taking a compatibility test. Stop making this difficult.

Jin Seyoung, who had been speaking politely to Haebom the entire time, finally snapped through the speakers.

Wonho clicked his tongue, annoyed, but followed her instructions.

His steps were painfully slow—almost like he was moving in slow motion.

Eventually, he made his way over.

After hesitating for a moment, he sat down as far from Haebom as possible, making sure not to touch him.

If anyone saw, they’d think Haebom was some kind of pervert who had done something to him.

“I already said hello earlier. My name is Yoon Haebom.”

He knew Wonho’s name, and Jin Seyoung had just introduced his, but he still formally introduced himself.

After all, while he already knew about Wonho, the same wasn’t true the other way around.

Wonho, sitting stiffly on the edge of the sofa, gave him an unenthusiastic glance.

“…Wonho.”

Haebom half-expected him to ignore him, but he responded.

It was a short answer, but that was enough.

Haebom smiled brightly, satisfied.

Wonho had no status, no money.

Until Haebom returned, he was basically the lifeline ensuring his survival in the center.

So, a short answer was fine.

― Yoon Haebom, please begin the guiding.

“Alright.”

Haebom turned to Wonho, who was sitting as far away as humanly possible.

He reached out his hand.

He still wasn’t used to the idea of being a guide.

But he had already received a brief explanation from Jin Seyoung and had learned about it through the novel.

Besides, just like the female protagonist, he would be receiving two weeks of training soon.

The real question was—could he actually do it?

If he couldn’t, what would happen then?

“…Aren’t you going to take my hand?”

“…Take it.”

Wonho glared at Haebom’s outstretched hand for a moment before finally placing his own hand over it.

It wasn’t like he was being dragged to a slaughterhouse, yet Haebom felt as if he were forcing this on Wonho against his will.

Regardless of what Haebom thought, Wonho desperately hoped that whatever change had happened to him yesterday had just been a mistake.

“I’ll do it. The guiding…”

As soon as Wonho spoke, he averted his gaze elsewhere.

Haebom muttered to himself and focused on searching for the so-called guiding energy inside him, just as Jin Seyoung had instructed.

‘Oh? Is this it…?’

He had worried about what would happen if he couldn’t find it—if it didn’t exist, that would be a disaster.

But his concerns were unfounded.

Haebom instantly detected a foreign energy within his body.

It was so overwhelmingly present that he found it ridiculous he hadn’t noticed it before.

It felt like it was spread throughout his body, yet also concentrated in his heart.

Haebom directed the guiding energy toward the hand he was holding.

The energy responded, flowing as if it were blood coursing through his veins, moving exactly where he willed it to go.

Feeling this energy within himself was fascinating.

The fact that he could locate it so easily was astonishing, and for a brief moment, he was excited by it.

“Ah!”

Smack.

The sound of a hand being forcefully slapped away rang out.

The impact was so strong that the noise echoed sharply.

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