# Chapter 42
Even though I knew this was Guiding, Lee Ha-min lying beneath me looked so transparently and purely beautiful…
I swallowed dryly as I stood up and took off my pants first. Then I removed the pants from his long legs.
We lay together with our bodies overlapping. I rested with my ear against his chest, our bodies pressed completely together without any gaps.
It was a little while later when his hand moved, touching my back and embracing me.
“Lee Ha-min. Are you conscious?”
I looked up at him, startled and moved.
He opened his eyes and looked at me. His face was flushed with heat, but he was smiling at me.
I felt like I might burst into tears, perhaps because I’d thought he might not open his eyes.
“Why are you crying, Eunwoo?”
“Lee Ha-min!”
I thought I’d barely held back my tears, but they spilled out anyway.
I realized that although I’d pretended to be fine, I hadn’t been fine for even a moment.
First entering the game and then the novel, I’d acted like it was no big deal since I’d done it once and could do it twice, but I now realized that wasn’t true.
I’d approached arrogantly, thinking I was going to save the abused protagonist Lee Ha-min in the novel, but I belatedly realized that I needed him, that I had clung to his warmth in order to survive.
“Lee Ha-min! I thought you were going to die.”
I threw my arms around his neck.
I did it.
I finally did it.
I finally completed my first Guiding successfully.
I felt proud and my heart swelled as I thought that on my own.
How did I come to think that it was over?
Ha-min looked at me with a gentle smile, seemingly having that thought.
“Eunwoo. I think I understand now. Other people’s Guiding.”
“Uh… yeah?”
I should be happy about this, so why does it suddenly feel like I can’t breathe?
“I did well too, right? I was really good to you, wasn’t I? I even did membrane Guiding. Don’t you think the wavelength is subsiding?”
Now that I thought about it, I’d never learned it from anyone, but I seemed to have done really well, so I took the moment to boast a little, and Ha-min laughed.
“Yes. You’re really good. But can you feel that my wavelength hasn’t subsided?”
“…Huh?”
But still.
Compared to the beginning, this is extremely subdued.
You almost died.
I thought you were going to die today.
There was no time to say such things.
I couldn’t tell when it had happened.
Just until a moment ago, our atmosphere was beautiful.
The atmosphere was warm and fairy-tale-like, and the whole world was in pastel tones.
When did I start feeling the heat in Ha-min’s eyes?
More than that…
More than that…
As I lay still on top of him with our bodies overlapping, I was startled by the touch on my thigh.
“L-Lee Ha-min…”
I was so surprised by the touch slowly moving from the back of my knee to my thigh that my body jerked forward.
I quickly realized how foolish that was, given how closely our bodies were pressed together.
“You’ve gotten hard.”
Could I have ever imagined that such words would come out of Ha-min’s mouth?
No. More than that…
What was truly shocking was my condition that had caused him to say those words.
He was right.
Why…
Why?
Why on earth am I hard?
I was so embarrassed and my face grew so hot that I tried to get up right away.
But Ha-min was in an unstable state for me to leave him.
He was an Esper I needed to protect.
I was his Guide and I was in the middle of Guiding.
“Ha-min. I’ll do the membrane Guiding again. Now that you’re conscious, I think doing the membrane Guiding again will work. From what I can see, I seem to have a real talent for it.”
“Okay.”
He closed his eyes with a smile.
His breathing was rough, though he had regained consciousness and awareness.
There was no need to say anything about his wavelength—it was raging out of control.
I knew how much Espers suffer when their wavelength is like this.
Some Espers can’t bear the pain and attack the Guide in front of them, and some even end up killing them.
But this guy was enduring that pain all by himself.
I caressed Ha-min’s cheek, overlapped our lips, and sucked his tongue.
Meanwhile, I diligently caressed his body with my hands.
I raised my leg to overlap with his, ensuring every part of our bodies was in contact.
For effective Guiding.
Hoping that his wavelength would stabilize that way.
But his wavelength only moved minimally.
Like removing a cup of water from an overflowing bathtub?
Still, Ha-min continued to keep that pain in his own domain.
I could sense his determination that if someone had to endure and bear it, he would do it himself and never pass it on to me.
When I kissed the unconscious Ha-min, it was one-sided, but now I was getting a response from him.
Like someone with a burning thirst craving a sip of water, Ha-min sucked my tongue.
It started polite and respectful, but at some point it became passionate.
His fingers dug into my hair and held my head gently.
As I subtly noticed his responses changing little by little, I flinched involuntarily, wondering if this was okay.
Whenever I did that, he would stop quietly.
As if to say he wouldn’t do anything if I didn’t want it.
Each time, it was me who moved again, who approached him.
Even if this wasn’t Guiding, even if Ha-min wasn’t in a difficult situation, I didn’t want to stop.
If I had known even a little that I’d had these feelings before, my confusion might not be so great, but I felt like I’d been thoroughly deceiving myself.
‘Ah… I don’t know. My head hurts. It’s too complicated.’
Let’s just focus on the fact that Ha-min needs me and I can give him what he needs, I thought.
It’s not like I’m being forced to sacrifice something I don’t want to do, and I liked being with him in this moment.
I wanted to deceive myself again by thinking it was good that Ha-min had regained consciousness and opened his eyes after I thought he might die, but now cracks kept appearing.
“Eunwoo…”
His voice sounded distant.
He stroked my thigh, and I realized that his touch wasn’t just about touching my body.
He spread my legs to the side.
Initially I was lying on top of him, overlapping, but somehow I ended up straddling his waist.
It was Ha-min who wanted me in that position, but I still had no idea why he did it.
Once my knees touched the floor, it became easier to move.
Wondering if that was his intention, I left his lips and kissed his cheek and jaw before moving down to his neck, continuing the Guiding.
I took time to kiss and suck his collarbone, which had captivated my gaze wonderfully without my awareness for a long time.
Each time, Ha-min let out moans.
He grabbed my ass.
When I first felt his touch, I froze in panic and he quietly removed his hand, but after stroking my ass several more times, he now gripped it quite firmly.
At first, even just slapping the back of his hand would make him remove his hand with a smile, but now he hardly listened.
“Hup!”
When his finger languidly stroked the cleft of my buttocks, I was so startled that I glared at Ha-min.
“Keep going, Eunwoo.”
This bastard…!
Whenever I thought he might be pretending to be in pain when he was actually fine, his wavelength took his side.
It was a mess to the point where it was remarkable that he was even conscious.
Could Ha-min possibly control his wavelength at will?
Just as Shim Woo-jin could distort and show mental images, could Ha-min make his wavelength appear this way?
Is there absolutely no possibility that he’s actually completely recovered and only I perceive his wavelength this way?
I had such thoughts at times.
I knew better than anyone that this was nonsense, having conquered the dungeon with him, but Ha-min’s touch was so skillful that such thoughts would suddenly occur to me.
At Ha-min’s urging, I kissed him again.
Then our gradually swelling members hardened and touched each other.
It was a really strange feeling.
I should have been repulsed, but it…
Wasn’t like that at all.
At some point, he firmly embraced my waist.
The kissing stopped too.
Without realizing it, I sought Ha-min’s lips, but he looked at me with a smile and lifted my body up.
Until just a moment ago, we were face to face, but now I could see his forehead in front of my eyes, and his face was touching my neck.
What’s going on?
What is he trying to do?
Our members, which had been touching each other until then, separated.
Ha-min’s went much lower.
My legs were naturally spread, and I was straddling his waist, when suddenly something hard brushed against the cleft of my buttocks.
It wasn’t his finger.
It felt much harder and hotter than that.
Startled, I reached back and felt his rigid member there, even more swollen than before.
“…!!”
I tried to say something, but I was so shocked that I couldn’t speak.
“…Hey. What are you trying to do?”
“It’ll be fine, Eunwoo.”
“W-What? You? You’re saying you’ll be fine?”
No.
No, fuck.
The one who needed to be fine was me, and Ha-min…
Ha-min, that son of a bitch!
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
