“Captain, wake up. Come on, wake up!”
Kang Biso’s eyelids fluttered at the sound of a familiar voice. It had been so long since he’d slept this peacefully… he didn’t want to wake up.
“Ugh, seriously—get up already! Hyung!”
But with his body being shaken so persistently, Kang Biso reluctantly forced his heavy eyes open.
“…Where am I?”
“Hyung—no, Captain, are you insane?! Do you even know where you broke into?! If you were low on Guiding, you should’ve said something!”
“Guiding…”
Kang Biso blinked at the younger man ranting in front of him. His little brother, shorter by a head but always louder, was in full nagging mode again.
His head was already killing him—and now this shouting?
“Huh…?”
“There it is again! That stupid ‘Huh, huh, huh!’ I told you to quit that habit! What is wrong with you? Are you feeling sick? If you are, we need to get you some Guiding, fast. You’re really in danger like this. I just hope we can find someone compatible this time…”
Kang Biso shook his head slowly, still dazed.
“This is weird… Why do I feel like this?”
“What? What’s going on?!”
“I’m telling you—I feel fine. Seriously. Why do I feel totally fine?”
It wasn’t a lie to calm his brother down. He really was okay. He clenched and unclenched his fists, stood up, even bounced on the spot a few times.
Unbelievable. His body felt light. Like he’d gone back to how he was before awakening as an Esper.
The constant pressure, the splitting headaches—they were gone. He felt like he could use his powers nonstop without collapsing.
And then, suddenly, an image flashed in his mind—messy hair, thick glasses. A guy who’d introduced himself as a D-Rank Guide.
The one who hadn’t flinched, even after realizing Kang Biso was a Villain. That calm, unshaken demeanor had been… intriguing.
“Where was I?”
“Where do you think?! I saw the news and freaked out—ran all the way over and found you lying in an alley near the Guide Center. All spread out neatly on a newspaper, totally still. I seriously thought you were dead!”
“The news?”
“Yeah, the news! Emergency broadcast. Congrats, by the way—you’re even more famous now. A Villain stormed the downtown Guide Center, knocked everyone out cold, and then just disappeared. They’re calling it a total mystery. No one knows why you even broke in.”
It wasn’t a dream. The fog in Kang Biso’s mind cleared instantly.
“…That guy. The one with the glasses—where is he?!”
“Huh? Who? There was no one else. Just you. Anyway, are you really okay? Your body’s insanely sensitive, and your Guide compatibility rate is garbage. Isn’t that why you ran off to the Guide Center in a panic, trying to find someone?”
His sharp younger brother sat up straighter, eyes narrowing at Kang Biso’s sudden energy and clearer complexion.
“Wait… don’t tell me. You actually found someone? So it wasn’t a total bust?”
Kang Biso said nothing, just gave a slight nod.
“…Seriously? You found one? Who is it? Were they at the Guide Center? No, wait—if they were still there, you wouldn’t have ended up passed out on a newspaper in some alley. You would’ve dragged them out with you. Do you remember their face?”
“He was cute.”
“…What?”
“A cute guy with glasses.”
That man had lied—said he was just a D-Rank Guide.
But when he touched Kang Biso’s forehead… the way that euphoric rush swept through his entire body—he’d never felt anything like it before. Not even close.
He’d met countless Guides before, but none had ever made him feel that good.
The guy had offered to introduce him to someone else, but no way—he was the one. Kang Biso was sure of it.
And even if he wasn’t—it didn’t matter.
The guy had knocked him out cold. What kind of Guide had that kind of punch? Kang Biso had never met anyone so ridiculously powerful.
“…What’s with your face? Why are you blushing? You look like a total creep.”
“You’ve always been the best when it comes to gathering intel, right?”
“What? Why are you saying that out of nowhere?”
“I need a favor.”
“…What kind of favor?”
“Find a cute guy with glasses among the awakened at the Guide Center. He said he was D-Rank, but he was obviously lying. Got it?”
“…Got it.”
This wasn’t Kang Biso’s usual forced smile—it was bright, clear. For once, he looked genuinely refreshed. His younger brother, Kang Bijun, nodded. When his hyung latched onto something, he always went off the rails a bit. Best to just go with it.
Kang Bijun’s brain kicked into gear. If this really was the Guide his brother had been so desperately searching for… and they couldn’t recruit him, then kidnapping might be the only option left. That’s how serious this was.
Even if his hyung was a total manchild sometimes—he was still the leader of ZEC, the biggest Villain organization out there.
***
[“The Villain who broke into the Seoul downtown Guide Center has vanished without a trace. Authorities believe the incident was an attempted kidnapping of a Guide. But here’s the mystery—why did the Villain put everyone in the Center to sleep, only to disappear without doing anything else? Could there be another hidden motive behind the attack?”]
That same report played over and over on TV. News, media, even the Guide Center itself—it was chaos all week.
Guides working at the Center openly expressed their frustration, saying they couldn’t work under these conditions and questioning the Center’s security measures.
Things really blew up when Yoon Yi-hyeon—revered as the flower of the Guide Center—claimed he’d nearly been kidnapped. The public response was immediate and intense.
Eventually, the Center’s management promised a complete security overhaul. They even hired Esper bodyguards to ensure everyone’s safety and granted a brief, one-week break.
Of course, “break” was just a figure of speech—Guiding still had to continue.
Espers couldn’t stop fighting. Between dungeons and monsters, they were constantly on the front lines and constantly in need of Guiding. So the ones who were in urgent need reached out directly to Guides with high match rates and received their sessions at home.
I was no different. Our Team Leader had been on my case nonstop, yelling at me to keep Guiding no matter what. So I didn’t even let anyone inside—I just held their hand at the door and got it over with.
Even as a D-Rank Guide, I got a lot of visits.
Now I understood why Hwang Seol-bin collapsed. The flood never stopped. They were that desperate—desperate enough to take anything they could get.
After seeing off another round of rushed Espers, I sat back down with a book and a cup of tea, enjoying the rare quiet.
Espers who used to be short-tempered and snappy were slowly calming down—probably thanks to regular sessions. Some even brought snacks or meals as thanks.
I lowered the book and looked down at my clenched fist.
The first time I guided someone in this body, I thought I was imagining it. But I wasn’t.
My Guiding was definitely stronger than the original Hwang Seol-bin’s.
I’d always held back, keeping the power low and manageable. But there was one time I used my full strength. That was when I guided the Villain who broke into the Center and passed out in front of me.
It started off gentle—just a bit of power. But like pouring water into a bottomless pit, the energy kept flowing endlessly. And yet, I didn’t feel the slightest fatigue.
In fact, the more I poured in, the more intense the pleasure became. It got so overwhelming, I had to stop the session once I felt the Villain’s condition had stabilized.
If I’d gone any further, I’d have been in serious trouble.
Because I was fully hard.
When I gave tiny bits of energy to other Espers, I hadn’t noticed anything. But this… this was dangerous. It felt like I’d lost something vital as a man.
They say that when an Esper and a Guide have extremely high compatibility, both sides can feel intense pleasure during Guiding. I never thought I’d experience it myself—especially not with a Villain.
I’d have to be a lot more careful next time. One accidental hard-on caused by a guy with the same equipment as me was more than enough.
I wonder if he made it home safely.
I figured he might have allies nearby, so after the session, I wrapped him up in a newspaper and left him in an alley, just in case.
There hadn’t been any reports about him being caught, so he must’ve made it back okay.
“Oh? I finished it already?”
I stared at the empty coffee cup. When did I drink the whole thing? I was about to get up and make another when—BANG BANG BANG—someone started pounding on my front door.
My face scrunched instinctively. Who the hell hits a door that hard? It sounded like they were trying to break it down.
I turned away from the kettle and headed toward the door. The doorknob rattled violently, clinking and spinning as if someone were trying to break in.
There’s a doorbell. Why are they doing this? What a headache.
I checked the intercom. And sure enough, it was someone I knew well.
The guy I met right after waking up in this body. The man who filled up 99% of Hwang Seol-bin’s diary—Kim Hyun-joong.
I hesitated for a moment.
Did I really need to open the door and ruin this peaceful moment? Maybe I should just pretend I wasn’t home and drink another cup of tea. I’d already finished today’s sessions anyway. Even if we were close, this wasn’t okay.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
“…Ugh, fine.”
That loudmouthed maniac wouldn’t stop until I opened the door. Whether someone was home or not didn’t matter to Kim Hyun-joong—he just needed a target to unleash his anger on.
I opened the front door and stepped outside.
“Hey! You’re in there—why the hell did it take you so long to open the door?! My fingers are about to fall off!”
The moment the door opened, Kim Hyun-joong smacked my shoulder like it was his place, marched right in, and plopped down on the couch, legs spread like he owned the place.
“You’re not even gonna offer a drink? Ugh, forget it. Just come over and Guide me. I can’t stand being in this suffocating dump for one more second.”
No different from the first time we met—still self-centered, still entitled, still treating me like his personal servant.
But I didn’t react. My mind was already elsewhere.
What should I eat today? It’s Hwang Seol-bin’s body, so I guess I’ll spend his money. The pay from Guiding was solid enough. Spending a little wouldn’t hurt his finances.
“You’re quiet today. You okay?”
He held out his hand. Then paused—his brows furrowed slightly as he studied me. Suspicious.
Normally, Hwang Seol-bin would’ve clung to him, nagged, talked his ear off. But I just wanted to get it over with. Only now did I realize I wasn’t acting like the usual Seol-bin at all.
“Oh, was I? Yeah… I guess. How’ve you been?”
My voice was flat. Empty. No emotion. Kim Hyun-joong’s face twisted in annoyance. He probably sensed my lack of enthusiasm. But unlike before—I really didn’t feel anything. Just irritation.
“…Give me your hand. Didn’t you say you were in a hurry?”
Before he got any more suspicious, I needed to finish quickly. I took his hand.
Normally, I’d compress the energy into one stream. But today, to save time, I split it into two.
“Ah…!”
Even then, my mind drifted.
What should I cook for dinner? I liked cooking. It had been a hobby since my days as a Special Agent. I was craving something spicy—maybe dakbokkeumtang? Or tteokbokki? Maybe some fresh fruit for dessert.
The best part about being in this body? No surveillance. Back then, even going out to buy groceries was a hassle. Now, I could finally live freely.
And then—
“Hey! H-Hey! Stop! Ngh…!”
A panicked yell, followed by a choked moan, rang in my ears. Startled, I immediately stopped the Guiding and looked at Kim Hyun-joong.
It was a face I’d never seen before.
His entire face was flushed, redder than I’d ever seen it.
