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When suddenly, Go Yeonwoo’s guiding energy erupted in response to the espers’ raging auras, engulfing them.
In an instant, Shin Heesung and Kang Taewon bowed their heads, bodies trembling as if caught in a storm.
“Hah—fuck…!”
“G-Go Yeonwoo…!”
Just as Han Jihyuk, also swept up in the guiding energy, let out a heavy breath—
Click.
“Huh? What’s going—khhk!”
Lee Dohoon, who had just returned with a silencing-type healing esper in tow, staggered under the violent rush of guiding energy.
The man he had dragged in by the collar was no exception.
“W-What the—hhuuurk…!”
The man gasped violently, his body convulsing as overwhelming guiding energy flooded into him.
His crotch even swelled obscenely, soaking his pants as precum leaked uncontrollably.
Seeing the man’s soaked groin, Lee Dohoon barely regained his senses before dropping him in disgust.
Thud!
Even as he hit the wall, the man felt no pain, just panting heavily as more precum splattered out.
“Hnngh—so good… haah, hahk…!”
Bent over and trembling, they all looked like a mess—especially the healing esper, who was now lewdly rocking his hips like some pervert.
It was absolute chaos.
It took a long time for them to fully regain their senses.
Because Go Yeonwoo’s condition was unstable, his guiding energy was far wilder than usual.
Even after the espers had all calmed down, the guiding energy showed no sign of stopping, gushing out like a broken faucet.
Because of it, every esper in the room was forced to kneel, gasping for breath.
If even S-rank espers were like this, the lower-ranked healing esper had it worse.
The man who had been drenching his pants the moment he entered the room barely managed to stay conscious, his body swaying like a drug addict before finally going limp.
Kim Sungchan, the A-rank healing esper Lee Dohoon had forcibly dragged in, was affiliated with the Center—but he was one of the many who held a grudge against Koo Hyukjun.
Most espers disliked the Center Director to some degree, but Kim Sungchan particularly despised him.
Among espers, healing-types were rare, making them highly valued.
The Center treated healing espers as precious resources—but the problem was the excessive workload.
With so few of them, each was burdened with far too much.
No matter how much healing espers complained, the Center refused to lighten their duties.
You get paid double what other espers do—what’s there to complain about?
Kim Sungchan, one of the higher-ranked healers, was no exception.
Being summoned left and right for treatments daily had pushed him to his mental and physical limits.
Today had been no different—until, on his way back to the Center after another grueling shift, he was kidnapped.
It was so absurd it felt like a bad joke.
And the kidnapper wasn’t some stranger—it was Lee Dohoon from the infamous Special Management Team 1.
The man’s face was practically public property, but Kim Sungchan never imagined he’d be the one abducting him.
To make it worse, he’d been outright threatened on the way.
Lee Dohoon had rattled off every single one of his weaknesses—things no one should have known—leaving Kim Seung-cho’s mind reeling.
If not for Lee Dohoon dangling a carrot in front of him (figuratively), he might not have regained his senses at all.
And now, dragged into their home, Kim Sungchan was forced to witness—no, experience—an overwhelming spectacle of guiding energy.
“Hah… haaah….”
Kim Sungchan stared down at the man panting beneath him, his body wracked with a high fever.
He could hardly believe the person before him was the same one he knew.
He had never imagined Go Yeonwoo could still be alive.
The man who killed Woo Jiyu should have been executed by Special Management Team 1.
That was the official report, after all.
But what shocked Sungchan more than Yeonwoo’s survival was something else entirely.
Having just experienced that violent guiding firsthand, his mind was still reeling.
‘Go Yeonwoo, who I only knew as an Esper… is actually a Guide?’
That was beyond absurd.
The fact that an Esper could even be a Guide was shocking enough, but the intensity of his guiding was downright insane.
“The fuck you staring at? You playing games with me?”
Suddenly, Kang Taewon snapped, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
He didn’t like how Sungchan was still examining Yeonwoo instead of treating him.
Seungchan flinched and instinctively hunched his shoulders, making Lee Dohoon shake his head in exasperation.
“Taewon, when are you gonna fix that temper of yours? I went through hell to bring this guy here, and you’re scaring him shitless. How’s he supposed to focus on healing?”
“Oh, so you drag in some half-assed bastard who can’t even do his damn job, and now I’m the problem? You’re the one who screws everything up!”
Seungchan felt a pang of indignation at being called half-assed.
No—scratch that, he was furious.
First, he’d been dragged here against his will, and now he was getting insulted right to his face?
His head was spinning.
“Says the guy who trashed the whole place and stormed out like a rabid dog because he couldn’t control his own temper.”
“The fuck you just call me? You little shit, I swear—”
“Enough.”
The argument was cut short by Han Jihyuk, who had been silently observing until now.
His icy glare made Taewon turn away with a scoff while Dohoon just shrugged.
“…Why aren’t you healing him? Are you stupid?”
Then, Shin Heesung—who had been studying Yeonwoo up close—finally looked up at Sungchan.
Unlike Taewon, his tone wasn’t openly aggressive, but somehow, that made it worse.
Who the hell keeps threatening me instead of letting me work?
Sungchan swallowed his frustration and stammered,
“I-I need to assess the patient’s condition first. My ability works better that way…”
“…You still haven’t figured it out? Wow, you really are useless.”
Heesung’s slow, deliberate words were like a knife to the gut.
And yet, he still didn’t forget to add,
“But shouldn’t you hurry up and heal my toy before he stops breathing? Or do I have to motivate you?”
The way Heesung muttered those words, his eyes eerily vacant, made Sungchan gulp.
He quickly tried to sort through the situation in his head.
So Yeonwoo’s fever started yesterday and still hasn’t broken?
Sungchan scanned Yeonwoo’s flushed body again.
Even to him, the man’s condition looked serious.
A full day of high fever would wreck anyone’s body—his skin was practically burning up.
Then Sungchan’s gaze landed on it—the spot where Team 1 had implanted the chip to suppress Yeonwoo’s Esper abilities.
He’s a Guide… but still an Esper too?
When they first explained it to him, Sungchan thought they were spouting nonsense.
He’d assumed Yeonwoo had fully transitioned from Esper to Guide, but no.
The sheer impossibility of it made Sungchan press his fingers to his temples, his brain overheating.
His body screamed for rest, but he couldn’t afford it—not with four pairs of murderous eyes locked onto him.
Trembling under their glares, Sungchan reached out toward Yeonwoo.
Physical contact was necessary for healing.
“Pull back that hand before I rip it off, you bastard.”
Before his fingers could even brush Yeonwoo’s skin, a killing intent spiked behind him.
Cold sweat dripped down Sungchan’s neck—he wouldn’t be surprised if his head got bitten off right then.
“I-I need contact to heal him…”
“Goddammit,” Taewon snarled, as if this whole situation disgusted him.
The hostility in the air thickened.
“Seungchan,” Dohoon said, his tone deceptively sweet.
“How much contact do you need?”
“…At least a full palm. Given his condition… probably more.”
Translator: We are now in the 3rd Volume. This novel has 7 volumes, 6 volume for the main stories and 1 for the sides.
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