His manner of speaking was extremely vulgar. With a fake, delighted “Ah, how nice,” Seo Jeongmin approached me with excessively fast steps.
‘This is an emergency!’
I wanted to run away, but perhaps because I was drunk, my body wouldn’t quite listen to me. Seo Jeongmin, who had already grabbed my waist tightly as if tying me up, whispered softly.
“If you’re doing this because you don’t want to be under me, hmm. I’ll call an omega too, so don’t worry. I’m quite a generous man in that regard.”
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be on the bottom—I hated his entire proposal from start to finish, but it didn’t seem to be getting through.
As I tried to overpower Seo Jeongmin somehow, my vision kept blurring repeatedly, and I ended up being dragged away helplessly.
“Fuck, let go… Let go…!”
“Heejae-ya, are you really drunk? What should I do? I’ll quickly take you to a guest room. That’s right, good boy.”
Seo Jeongmin whispered disgustingly as if treating a close friend while applying force to the hand gripping my forearm.
“Ugh!”
When I hurled curses like “son of a bitch” and “damn bastard,” he got excited and said it was good, encouraging me to continue. A bastard shorter than me—more precisely, shorter than Nam Heejae—was acting out in every way possible.
I was feeling wronged, thinking I might lose my chastity to a guy I was seeing for the first time, when it happened.
The previously refined atmosphere in the hall suddenly stirred, and two people, a man and woman with overwhelmingly attractive appearances that drew everyone’s attention, walked in from the entrance.
“…Baek Sahyun?”
The protagonist of *Excessively Brilliant*, who had told me to find him, was standing right there.
He was wearing formal attire, but because he wasn’t wearing a jacket and had only thrown on a shirt with the top buttons undone, an ascetic yet erotic feeling overflowed together.
The woman who entered receiving Baek Sahyun’s escort also had an outstanding appearance, naturally drawing exclamations. Both of them had skin as transparent as glass beads, making it seem like bright lights were flashing only around them.
‘Now that I think about it… Baek Sahyun did warn me.’
For some reason, I had the illusion that my gaze was tightly entangled with Baek Sahyun’s far in the distance as I thought. Perhaps the warning he had given me was related to perverted bastards like Seo Jeongmin.
“Don’t be jealous, Heejae-ya. I’ll go and treat you even more preciously.”
Interpreting my behavior of staring intently at Baek Sahyun somehow, Seo Jeongmin babbled as if I were cute. But I completely ignored him and shot only desperate looks at Baek Sahyun.
I meant to say I’d do everything he asked, so please help me, but Baek Sahyun only maintained a cold expressionless face. Anyone looking would think he was an ice statue. Damn it.
“Phew. Heejae really has a talent for pissing people off.”
When I stubbornly planted my feet and stood still, Seo Jeongmin spat out his irritation. Then, along with all sorts of harassment about how he’d fix my habits and that alphas like me have a taste when made to submit, he forcibly dragged me.
When we arrived on the second floor where guest rooms were laid out in a row, that damned Seo Jeongmin started humming. He deployed the twisted logic of checking compatibility in advance as he smoothly stroked my earlobe and nape.
“Get off, you crazy bastard!”
When I resisted with hands that wouldn’t put in much strength, Seo Jeongmin giggled gleefully.
“Yeah, yeah. Keep doing that. That’s why I’m attracted to alphas too. There’s a taste in trampling them. Don’t you think? Haa.”
It was a statement that would be justified even if he were treated not just as a pervert but as a criminal. Turning pale, I hurled curses at the author who created this kind of thing as a novel character.
To be suffering this humiliation from a guy I’d judged might be the only normal one—even life felt fleeting. However, as soon as we arrived in front of room 202, the impregnable situation began to change rapidly.
“Kheuk…!”
Because Seo Jeongmin let go of me and collapsed with a thud. Moreover, he even struggled violently, clutching his own neck with his hands as if having difficulty breathing.
Perhaps because of his face turning red as if in pain, it felt like that suffering was being transmitted to me as well. Why is he suddenly like this? Does he have some chronic illness?
“1, 119…”
Although he was a damn bastard who had tried to do wrong to me, I still couldn’t just stand by and watch a person dying, so I was about to call an ambulance.
“Thanks for the delivery all the way here.”
A gentle, friendly voice was heard from somewhere. Even without bothering to check who it was, I could immediately recognize it was Baek Sahyun.
“Nam Heejae, it must have been hard to move you while drunk.”
As I stayed frozen in the state of taking out my phone, low footsteps echoed. The moment I straightened my back, noticing Baek Sahyun was gradually getting closer, my nape was immediately pulled.
“Our Heejae is possessed by a ghost…”
Baek Sahyun’s chilling eyes fully reflected me.
“He’s been causing a lot of trouble lately. Right?”
As I just opened my mouth, unable to answer, he glanced at Seo Jeongmin rolling on the floor.
“What would you have done without me, Heejae-ya. It’s time to admit it now.”
“……”
“Your childhood friend is the best, right?”
As if his hand would immediately choke my neck if I answered no, I croaked out as if scraping my vocal cords.
“…Yeah.”
“That’s it?”
“You’re the best…”
“Right. Don’t forget that in the future either.”
“But… what about him? Is it okay to leave him like that?”
“He fainted from being overwhelmed by pheromones, so he’s fine. If we leave him, he’ll come to his senses on his own.”
Baek Sahyun added an unexpected comment as if satisfied, his eyes curving.
“I like the ghost-possessed Heejae better.”
After leaving that meaningful comment, the bastard finally let me go. Even without the brutal threats that Seo Jeongmin had suffered, I obediently followed him, shuffling my steps.
In my head, only the thought floated around: surely I’m not going to be water-tortured again, right?
‘Because I’m tipsy from the alcohol… if we have another breath-holding contest, I really might throw up.’
Then, if I ended up pouring vomit on Baek Sahyun’s clothes, wouldn’t I inevitably be buried in a mountain field? Rubbing my sweaty palms on my pants, as I entered the guest room, Baek Sahyun threw me onto the bed as if he’d been waiting.
“Wh-what?”
Since murderous eyes poured down from above my head, I asked with difficulty.
“…Are you angry?”
From Baek Sahyun’s movements loosening his tie as if frustrated, thick anger oozed out.
It was certain that something had irritated him, but it was hard to pinpoint exactly what. My mind was hazy because of the alcohol Seo Jeongmin had fed me too.
“Sahyun-ah. Are you angry?”
Even though I asked again, thinking my tone might have been too cheeky, Baek Sahyun had no reaction. Thanks to that, I felt wronged. I was the one who had almost been assaulted by some perverted bastard just now, so why was Baek Sahyun making a fuss?
Moreover, Baek Sahyun had seemed fine even when dealing with Seo Jeongmin.
“Hey, speak up. What are you doing this for? Huh?”
I wanted to criticize him, asking if he was really a dual-personality psychopath, but I held back. Of course, Baek Sahyun had appeared and I was able to escape the crisis. So I should properly convey my thanks, but…
“I don’t have to go to the bathtub again, do I?”
Because if I had to be water-tortured again, I didn’t want to give any words of gratitude.
Nevertheless, Baek Sahyun approached me without giving any answer at all. As I subtly pulled my back away, crushed by the oppressive feeling, I was already stuck to the bed headboard like a cicada.
Baek Sahyun approached with large strides.
“Baek, Baek Sahyun.”
His state was definitely strange. His pupils were murky and his eyes were dead—he seemed like someone one step away from losing their reason. My chin began trembling with ominous foreboding.
‘Don’t be scared, Jang Woohyun. At most, it’ll end with water torture. He wouldn’t throw me out the window, right?’
Just when I was barely soothing myself, Baek Sahyun, who had reached right in front of the bed, opened his mouth.
“Take off your clothes.”
At the sudden demand to undress, goosebumps prickled all over my body. Has this bastard lost it? Even if last time he’d threatened me to change because my clothes got wet, today there was absolutely no such reason.
“I said take off your clothes, Heejae-ya. Are you deaf?”
Baek Sahyun repeated. But instead of fumbling to undo my shirt, I chose to button it up more firmly. Because his persistent gaze was seriously burdensome.
It couldn’t be, right? It won’t be. It shouldn’t be. Baek Sahyun becomes gay because of Chae Eunwoo; he wasn’t originally gay. So he should never approach me with wicked intentions!
Did my anxious gaze touch his mood? Baek Sahyun finally placed one knee on the bed and reached out his hand.
“Hey, wait! Baek Sahyun!”
Without any agitation, he smoothly stripped off my shirt. His hands unbuttoning it were so quick that I urgently shouted.
“I’ll take it off! Wait, I’ll do it!”
“It seems childhood friends have to undress each other too. Can’t be helped.”
I tried to hold out, squeezing out even my suckling strength, but Baek Sahyun wasn’t easy. Is it a gay buff? If that’s really the case, anyway this body also belongs to a gay, so I wanted to shout for him to give me some stat points too.
