While walking down the corridor, other people started coming out of their rooms one by one.
“I got goosebumps watching those bastards enjoying it to death.”
Park Geonwu shook his head and badmouthed the gagged ones walking ahead.
Certainly, their reactions were different from the other Crew members. Collapsing from the sudden electric shock wasn’t much different, but after that, they enjoyed the continuing pain.
They panted with excitement, their eyes rolled back in pleasure. Instead of crawling on the floor begging to be saved, they pleaded for greater stimulation.
Unlike Park Geonwu, who cried from the pain, they cried out of ecstasy.
“Fucking perverted bastards.”
Park Geonwu ground his teeth.
Jiwon also deliberately frowned, but in truth, he wasn’t much different from them.
His lower body still tingled.
The control of the electric stimulation’s intensity was so amazingly skillful that it felt like receiving the best oral sex of his life. Though later it was excessively strong, so the pain was greater than the excitement.
Didn’t Park Geonwu get excited at all?
He was curious.
“Hello.”
That’s when it happened.
When he turned his head at the greeting coming from behind, a guy who looked exactly like Lee Woojoo was smiling brightly.
“I’m Sailor 5, who joined yesterday. My name is—”
“Never mind. I’m not curious, so don’t bother introducing yourself.”
Park Geonwu blatantly embarrassed him.
Sailor 5 gave an awkward smile and bowed his head toward Jiwon.
There’s no need to go that far.
Instead of the cold Park Geonwu, Jiwon introduced himself first.
“I’m Kim Jiwon. I’m twenty-eight.”
“I’m Gwak Hyeseong. Twenty-four. Can I call you hyung?”
Gwak.
He naturally thought of Gwak Jun but immediately erased it from his mind. There was no more foolish and lazy thinking than associating every Gwak he met with Gwak Jun. If it were Kim, half the country’s population would be suspicious.
“Ugh, that hyung thing again.”
Park Geonwu acted as if he didn’t want to hear it, but soon told his name and age and relayed the same story he’d told Lee Woojoo and Jiwon.
The story of Gwak Hyeseong, who took Lee Woojoo’s spot, wasn’t much different from Lee Woojoo’s.
Thanks to his looks, he’d been an idol trainee since he was twelve, but lacking talent, he was kicked out without ever making an official debut. Because he was crazy about luxury goods, debts piled up, so he sold his body here and there and ended up here.
“You must have had a hard time from the first day.”
Park Geonwu consoled him half-heartedly.
“Well, it’s something I was prepared for, so it’s okay.”
Jiwon was the one surprised by the unexpected answer.
“You were prepared? Why?”
Jiwon hastily cut in.
Could this be his second time participating?
He couldn’t contain his curiosity.
“It’s my first day joining, so if they suddenly torture me, who could endure it? Of course they had to give me a heads-up.”
Gwak Hyeseong answered as if it was nothing.
Ah. That’s what it was?
Jiwon was somewhat disappointed but went along with it, saying, “Right. They showed some courtesy, at least.”
The conclusion he reached while conversing with Gwak Hyeseong all the way to the fitness room was that Gwak Hyeseong definitely lacked charm compared to Lee Woojoo or Han Seoho.
At first, he thought they looked like twins, but the more he saw, the more different they were. His height was taller than the two, but his proportions weren’t good, and his skin was bad too. Most of all, his voice grated on the ears. It was quite high-pitched for a man, and had a lot of the metallic sound characteristic of adult men who went through puberty poorly. Unfortunately, it was an unpleasant sound that irritated the nerves, far from being attractive. Somehow it overlapped with the voices of Gwak Jun and Toad, and perhaps because of that, he felt even more unfavorable toward him.
Jiwon, who had been analyzing Gwak Hyeseong down to the nano level, was surprised at himself.
Instead of picking up the other person’s characteristics, he ended up finding faults.
Who am I to evaluate whom?
Aren’t I the one full of shortcomings?
He felt unnecessarily sorry.
He really was sorry, but that didn’t make him like him any better.
How cunning is the human heart?
“Why is he so boring?”
Park Geonwu also seemed to dislike Gwak Hyeseong, acting increasingly indifferent.
“Out.”
He said this outright.
“Not quite out, but.”
“You don’t like him either, right?”
“…Well.”
Jiwon answered ambiguously.
They ran into Son Geonwoo at the entrance to the fitness room. He acted as if he couldn’t see the newly joined Sailor 5 and put his arm around Jiwon’s shoulder.
“Are you okay?”
He asked affectionately.
“Who are you to act all friendly when we barely know each other?”
Park Geonwu playfully acted like he was pushing Son Geonwoo away.
Jiwon removed his arm at an appropriate moment and stepped inside.
“So uptight anyway.”
Son Geonwoo’s voice was full of laughter.
As soon as they entered the fitness room, exclamations burst out. Jiwon, who had expected an ordinary gym, widened his eyes, Park Geonwu, who followed, said “Crazy,” and Son Geonwoo whistled.
It was spacious, and all kinds of latest exercise equipment lined the place. Equipment for strength training was a given, and they also had ten each of cardio equipment like treadmills, bicycles, stairmasters, and rowing machines. There was no need to wait because someone was hogging the equipment. Equipment was overflowing.
Since it was a gym, there was a locker room with lockers and shower facilities, but all the walls and doors visible were made of glass. Rather than the meaning of doors and walls, they were more like transparent partitions. Moreover, the glass was so transparent and clear that everything could be seen through.
One couldn’t help but think it was perfect for voyeurism.
When it became exactly 7:30, the fitness room entrance door closed.
Twenty-nine.
Jiwon counted heads out of habit and didn’t make a mistake this time. Then he looked at faces. He started with Crew Zero, the sailors, who had the smallest number and had even exchanged names. It seemed the easiest, but surprisingly, catching characteristics was difficult. Because everyone looked too similar.
Even if he drew a composite sketch later, he’d likely hear “Isn’t that you?” So for the sailors, he paid attention to things like speech patterns, habits, body structure, moles and scars, and so on. Park Geonwu was no exception. Honestly, he was the easiest prey.
The next key figure was Sailor 2, Kim Yunho. He happened to be the same age as Jiwon and right after him in number, so they ran into each other often. From brief conversations and observations, Kim Yunho had a personal friendship with one of the gagged ones, and thanks to that, he got along well with the rest of the gagged ones too.
Just as reviewing is important in studying, he didn’t pay too much attention to each person one by one in this task either. They were faces he’d have to see every day anyway, and if he stared at just one for too long, he’d naturally catch someone else’s eye. Jiwon’s goal was to quietly do his job without catching anyone’s eye.
After finishing identifying the sailors, he moved on to the gagged ones, who had practically revealed their entire faces. Since they were the only ones with heavy exposure, it was definitely easier to pick out characteristics. Especially on their exposed thighs, four out of eleven had tattoos. Each design was different, so remembering them was a piece of cake.
Now only the most difficult part remained—the police officers. Among the twenty-nine Crew members, only they wore hats, so it wasn’t easy to remember their faces. Even a blatantly handsome guy like Son Geonwoo looked similar if their lower face was alike. Especially in the case of guys who pressed their hats down deeply, even their nose bridges were covered, making it quite agonizing.
Let’s not rush.
It’s a long-term battle anyway.
Jiwon, who locked eyes with someone he mistook for Son Geonwoo, realized he was wrong and awkwardly turned his head, then opened his eyes wide.
Someone with a familiar lower face caught his eye.
Where have I seen him?
The guy dressed as a police officer like Son Geonwoo was over 190 cm tall and had a wonderful jawline. It was angular but sharp rather than rough. The shape of his lips and mouth line were graceful as if painted in, and their size was also moderately plump and refreshing. Even though he wore his hat too deeply, covering half his nose bridge, it was obvious he wasn’t ordinary-looking.
Where have I seen him?
Since even the slow-witted Jiwon noticed, he received the gazes of many Crew members. Especially the sailors of Crew Zero, to which Jiwon belonged, were in an uproar.
“Was he here yesterday too?”
“Of course he was. He’s been here since orientation, didn’t you know?”
“Hey hey, I called dibs. Don’t covet him.”
He raised his eyebrows at the words that he’d been there since orientation.
Jiwon hadn’t seen that man here for the first time.
Where did I see him?
Where?
44가0826-3.
Should I casually ask Son Geonwoo later?
Ah! He remembered now.
