STJ_16
"When you sit down, you will hear a 'beep' once. This is the initial sound of the measurement, so do not be surprised. Please do not break contact during the measurement."
Although there were no sexual overtones at all, the word ‘contact’ somehow seemed inappropriate, making Doyoung's eyebrows furrow for a moment.
After finishing his explanation, the staff member and Kim Hangyeol, who was vigorously cleaning the leather of the chair as if he was about to peel it off, left the room.
Doyoung felt like a maid in a historical drama preparing the bridal chamber before the wedding night as he looked at the two of them, which made him feel even more uneasy.
The door was closed. A strange atmosphere enveloped the room.
The door was closed and a strange air flowed in the sealed room.
"First… Should we sit down first...?"
Doyoung smiled faintly and went to his seat. He sat and waited, then Kangjun slowly approached.
Kangjun sat next to Doyoung on a chair that had been cleaned so thoroughly that not even germs could survive. He attached a device that looked like a blood pressure monitor to one of his arms. It was a device that only came with the Esper chair.
To break the awkward atmosphere, Doyoung asked first.
"What is it?"
"It's a device designed to mimic the circumstances under which a person uses their powers."
"Why is that?"
"When an Esper uses their powers, it's like an engine that burns out, leaving a residue that builds up inside. This is called ‘dark matter’. This device is used to measure how much dark matter the Guide can eliminate in a given amount of time."
Hearing this explanation, his curiosity resurfaced.
"So what is this number that determines the hit rate?"
"It would be more appropriate to think of it as time efficiency."
"Hm... Guides have ranks, right? So wouldn't an A-class Guide always have a high match rate?"
"Imagine there's a stain on Joo Doyoung-ssi's clothes."
He frowned for a moment as if he wasn't satisfied with just giving an example.
"No matter how good the detergent is, there are some things that can't be removed. For example, a detergent that works well on coffee stains will not work on blood stains."
"So that means, there is a match in guiding too?”
Kangjun, who was caught up in Doyoung's interview and kept giving answers, chuckled.
"People who don't know will think you're interviewing me. You have a lot of questions."
"Ah..."
Doyoung, who kept asking questions without realizing it, blushed. Meanwhile, Kangjun was silently staring at the support bar between the chairs they were sitting on.
When Doyoung saw Kangjun's eyebrows furrow slightly, he belatedly realized that he was feeling uncomfortable.
Staring at the pole, Kangjun looked like a person who decided to bungee jump only to be unable to take the final step.
The reason he reached out his hand first was because he saw Kangjun just as he was before boarding the plane and felt sorry for him.
"I will extend my hand first. How about you putting it on top of his?"
"......."
Kangjun nodded slightly instead of answering. His expression was flat as usual, but his face seemed a little softer, as if he had let go of the things that were weighing him down, Doyoung found this face a little funny.
Doyoung put the back of his hand down and opened his palm. Kangjun calmly looked at the hand. Soon, his hand, which was one segment longer than Doyoung's, slowly came down.
Kangjun's fingers intertwined with Doyoung's. The cool chill rubbed against the smooth flesh inside the joints.
The soft touch made Doyoung shiver slightly. Kangjun quickly noticed the reaction.
"You don't like it?"
"No, it's just a bit cold..."
Beep.
The test began with this sound. The loud vibration sound of the electronic device echoed, and Kangjun's eyes began to heat up and change color. Seeing this, Doyoung panicked and became confused.
"What should I do now? I don't know how to..."
"You've already done it. Now."
Kangjun looked at Doyoung with sapphire eyes.
"And very well."
"Really?"
Kangjun looked at Doyoung intensely, as if he wanted to devour him. He stuck out his tongue slightly and licked his lips like a starving person. Then, as if savoring it, he closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
"Haa..."
The sound of his breath mixed inexplicably felt so erotic.
The dry needles ran down Doyoung's neck in a tense and dangerous atmosphere, like a taut thread ready to snap at any moment. Doyoung swallowed. The sound was loud enough to embarrass him.
The air felt heavy and damp. The only sound in the closed room was their breathing. Their clasped palms began to break out in cold sweat.
An anxious Doyoung tried to loosen his grip a bit for fear that the other would be disgusted. However, Kangjun's fingers, which were secretly covering himself, gripped Doyoung's hand even tighter.
Kangjun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Doyoung. There were huge waves in those shining blue eyes, waiting for an opportunity to attack.
As the guiding reached its peak, Kangjun let out a shaky sigh, his eyelashes flashing rapidly.
"Haa..."
Doyoung bit his lip and immediately looked away.
For some reason, he had the feeling that he was watching Kangjun climax in bed.
***
"Hey, you! Stop shaking your legs like crazy!"
Tae Guhyeong, who had easily lifted 100kg several times, lowered the barbell and sat down. He glanced at someone sitting on the machine next to him.
Sa Iijun, who was sitting at the end of the chest exercise chair next to the bench press, instead of exercising, he was biting his nails and shaking his legs endlessly.
This place was a gym in the west wing equipped with various exercise equipment, training rooms, a 50-meter five-lane swimming pool, a yoga room, a Pilates room, and a meditation room.
Esper may have natural strength, but they also need constant physical training. This is because they must have the ability to overcome muscle fatigue in order to survive long battles.
"What's the problem?”
“......”
Guhyeong put both hands on his waist as he questioned Iijun, but he received no answer. No, he didn't even seem to have the energy to listen to anyone's questions.
"Stop it, you bastard! You're disturbing others!"
Guhyeong forcefully took Iijun's hand, which was biting his fingernails, and put it on his lap. But as soon as he removed his hand, Iijun's hand returned to its original state.
Across from them, Im Harin leaned against the mirrored wall and looked at them. She gave a small smile, as if she didn't care, and lowered her eyes back to the cell phone in her hand. Then she spoke in a harsh tone.
"Do you really not know why that bastard is acting like that?"
"What?"
Gohyeong immediately looked at Iijun after hearing that. Iijun was still staring dazedly into the distance.
"I heard that his Master is giving a matching test today."
"Ah, that new person? But how did you know that?"
"Isn't there an announcement? Go and see. 'Im Harin-nim, a matching test has been scheduled. Your partner is Guide Joo Doyoung’."
Harin operated the watch she was wearing and displayed the announcement that came in the morning on the screen. Hearing Doyoung's name come out of her mouth, Iijun showed only one reaction.
"...Fuck."
A curse word came out of Iijun's mouth as he bit his nails.
However, the conversation between Guhyeong and Harin continued.
"Joo Doyoung? Is that the name of Sa Iijun's Master?"
"Yes. I wonder. Is he really so beautiful?"
Iijun's head bowed helplessly as he heard her words filled with a teasing tone.
"Hey, it's just procedure. Why are you so worried?”
Harin answered Guhyeong's question as if she knew it well, even without seeing it.
"The problem may not be with me."
"So?"
"Who do you think his current Master is with?"
"Huh? With whom? ....Ah."
Guhyeong immediately thought of Lieutenant Colonel Sa Kangjun and nodded as if he understood. There was not a single member of the team who did not know about Iijun's animosity towards him.
Guhyeong, who replaced the dazed Iijun, asked Harin.
"You said he participated in the matching test?"
"It seems so?”
Iijun did not know what the cause of this burning fear was, and was only confused.
Was it because the Guide he immediately recognized did not acknowledge him, or was it because the person he was with now was Sa Kangjun?
One thing was for sure, if it weren't for Sa Kangjun's presence, he wouldn't be in such a state of panic. Confusion, fear, jealousy, and inferiority complexes were all tangled up in Iijun's mind.
Iijun wiped his face with his dry palms and muttered under his breath.
"That bastard, why did he do something he wouldn't normally do, fuck..."
Frustrated, Iijun lowered his head again. Blood dripped from the tip of his badly bitten thumb onto the floor.
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