At first, it was merely guiding the size of tiny particles. But even that alone was so pure, so gentle, and delicious enough to make him thirsty… Heichi became desperately attached to that small guiding.
Then at some point, it grew uncontrollably in size. The guiding now circulated through a wider range of Heichi’s body and began to tenderly groom even the tips of his limbs and every strand of hair that he’d thought were relatively intact.
It was an intense pleasure that made his body tremble. The meticulous guiding that seemed to examine and touch his entire body made Heichi finally reborn as a complete creature. However, if it had only progressed this far, Heichi would have safely come to his senses and opened his eyes.
What came next was literally guiding pouring down like a waterfall. That was, in other words, close to merciless violence.
It pounded Heichi’s wavelength—torn, crumpled, and no different from trash—in an extremely violent form. Certainly it was very one-sided, rough, and merciless, yet…
He didn’t feel the slightest bit tormented.
Rather, he wanted to be buried in that guiding pouring down like a waterfall and drown just like that.
While guiding poured toward his body, Heichi couldn’t move a single fingertip even though he’d already mostly recovered physically. Because if he did, this glorious connection he was feeling now might break, this guiding that filled every joint of his body might disappear, so he couldn’t.
It was when he was trapped and floating in a universe of guiding whose end he couldn’t fathom at all. Heichi unconsciously moved his eye muscles to secure his vision. It was the instinct of a typical vision-dependent creature wanting to visually confirm the appearance of the one sharing guiding—no, a lifeline—with him. And their eyes met.
Black pupils whose depth couldn’t be grasped.
One small mole above the left eyebrow, one mole on the left cheek, one mole below the right eye.
Pink lips parting slightly and the bright red tongue occupying their interior.
Taking that sight into his eyes, Heichi instinctively had no choice but to speak. Come here. And even that moment of waiting for an answer felt like eternity, so Heichi adjusted the air density to make Heewoo tumble into his arms.
When Heewoo in his arms fidgeted, Heichi unknowingly almost moved his arms directly to break his limbs. The guiding flowing from the contact surface with him, with whom he was still connected, held onto Heichi’s last shred of reason.
“Stay still.”
If he hadn’t listened, the instinct that had overtaken reason would have just sliced off Heewoo’s limbs, so if anything was fortunate, that was. Heichi whispered a small compliment to Heewoo, who had made the right choice, with sincerity. Soon Heichi devoured Heewoo’s lips.
Mucous membranes contacting mucous membranes meant the internal epidermis invisible from outside directly touching. Within Epsilon, such contact was called second-level guiding and was defined as a slightly more intimate and direct guiding method.
This was also Heichi’s first time sharing second-level guiding with someone. Until now, he’d endured by injecting drugs extracted from guiding plants or lower life forms. So while he’d learned that second-level guiding through mucous membrane contact was on a different dimension from first-level, he truly hadn’t been able to imagine that degree.
“Hei, mmph, uh…”
Heichi clung to Heewoo’s lips, mouth, and oral mucous membranes, literally ravenously. If he’d had just a bit more time, he might have even tried to lick the uvula inside Heewoo’s throat with his tongue. More, more, more. He wanted to lick, suck, and swallow everything of him to make it his own.
His saliva wasn’t liquid containing guiding, and guiding wasn’t being sprayed from the mucous membranes, yet Heichi became strangely attached to kissing Heewoo. He even felt an existential threat that he might die if he separated their lips like this. That’s when it happened.
Heewoo… began transmitting guiding through the mucous membranes.
Heichi felt pleasure as if his entire body trembled from a thrill striking up from his toes to the crown of his head. It was ecstasy equivalent to space’s first-grade narcotic substances, incomparable to Earth’s. Unlike guiding exchanged through mere surface contact, guiding received through direct mucous membrane contact contained pleasure dozens of times higher than ordinary sex.
So that’s why.
That’s why they’d all babbled that it was a different dimension starting from second-level guiding.
Even in the midst of this, Heichi found laughable the words of Espers who would have received guiding from Guides of mediocre grades, White-grade or below. They would never feel the pleasure of mucous membrane guiding received from a Black Guide until they died. That ridiculous superiority tainted Heichi’s mind.
The ecstasy that was maddeningly euphoric stirred his entire body and wavelength, and he even felt the desire to remain in this inseparable state with Heewoo. No, that’s not it. If he could feel this much pleasure from mere second-level guiding, then what about the next? If he were to possess all of Heewoo…
It was pleasure so enormous it was frightening. Yet greed filled up more than fear, so his hands and feet moved before his brain’s commands. The five fingers that burrowed under Heewoo’s clothes struggled to somehow make contact with even more intimate places. As his entire body and mucous membranes stuck together like this, Heichi came to think he wanted to taxidermy Heewoo just like this.
Swallow him.
Put him whole inside me…
“Guide Lee Heewoo!”
His closed golden eyes snapped open, seeking the intruder who had ruined this ecstatic moment. At the thought that someone else might intrude between them and steal Heewoo away, Heichi began putting strength into the arms holding Heewoo. As if being robbed as much as Heewoo was visible in the other’s field of vision, he tried to press down his head and fold his arms and legs to completely put him inside his embrace.
Meanwhile, he was thrusting an invisible blade at the intruder before his eyes, strangling his throat. If he’d been there just a bit longer, the intruder probably would have been sliced soundlessly.
“Um, Heichi…”
Heewoo, who had been quiet until then, spoke softly. Heichi instinctively rejected him. Heewoo must stay in his arms. For a lifetime, stuck to him like this, living without separation.
Was it because he’d let his guard down for a moment captivated by that thought? Tremendous heat poured behind Heichi’s back. Heat enough to melt the recovery room pod. At that moment, the thought of protecting him took precedence over needing to stick with Heewoo. His flesh was weak, so very weak. If exposed to this heat even a little, he might melt away to nothing.
And like that, Heewoo was taken away.
By the time he came to his senses, handcuffs were already being fastened to Heichi’s arms. Confirming that Heewoo who had been before his eyes was held in the intruder’s arms, Heichi became excited as if his head would explode. However, when Heewoo before his eyes looked at him, he soon regained his reason.
The barely regained reason made him realize what the current situation was and what he had done. While being dragged away caught by familiar enforcers, Heichi finished organizing his thoughts. AJ wasn’t an intruder but his trustworthy aide, and he would safely protect Heewoo.
“Esper registration number 88-960102, Heichi.”
“…”
“Epsilon Military Law Article 2, Clause 1. Espers shall not infringe upon Guides’ rights. This includes all other interests including physical, property, capability, etc. Do you acknowledge violation of said law?”
Heichi, who had been silently listening to the enforcer’s mechanical recitation, looked down at the handcuffs firmly binding his arms and answered quietly.
“Yes.”
Though they were called handcuffs that restricted abilities, for Heichi, loosening or tearing them off was entirely possible. Because Heichi’s physical abilities weren’t included in his supernatural abilities but were purely his own physical capabilities. His physical abilities rivaling physical-type Espers had far exceeded ordinary Esper standards in the last test results.
Nevertheless, the reason Heichi complied obediently was because all of this was a device to protect his Guide.
Just moments ago, he had been blinded by the guiding his Guide bestowed, trying to oppress him, extort him, and make him his own. While he should apologize to his Guide, he had to receive lawful punishment first.
“Then we proceed according to procedure, considering it as consent. The punishment level is…”
“I wish to raise the punishment level.”
“…”
At the statement that suddenly flowed out, the enforcer sent a dry gaze toward Heichi. There were occasionally Espers like this. Because the higher the punishment level, the shorter the imprisonment time, and then they could return to their Guide even faster. It was a very foolish thought.
“Setting punishment level to maximum, proceeding. The level cannot be adjusted again during punishment. Please note.”
Heichi silently closed his mouth as if agreeing. Soon the handcuffs fastened to his limbs began being replaced with slightly sturdier forms.
“These are handcuffs prepared for escape situations that may occur during punishment. Do not attempt to forcibly release them. The relevant area will explode.”
As he was obediently listening to the explanation, he suddenly felt a gaze. When he raised his head, he could see a man with a familiar complexion looking this way from far away. It was Dumor with his lips pulled up crookedly. Though the punishment room was designed so prisoners couldn’t communicate with the outside so no voice could be heard, it wasn’t difficult to know what he was blabbering.
You’re no different from me.
Heichi blinked his eyelids looking at him, then stepped into the prepared punishment room.
And he laid his massive body inside the narrow cylindrical pod. It was a pod of the exact same form as when he’d stayed for experiments when he was young.
