His eyes, which always glinted cynically when dealing with Espers, would endlessly soften kindly when looking at Gu Seohyun. His voice was also markedly different.
‘Seohyun.’
When he called her softly, Gu Seohyun would look at him with intelligent eyes filled with respect. But no one could challenge Kwon Hyeokun’s favoritism.
‘My son has been acting distant lately, hasn’t he?’
‘Distant? He’s always the same Jeonghoo.’
‘Even for my sake, you with your big heart should cover for him.’
Gu Seohyun was an Esper with the merit and value worthy of receiving such treatment.
So she harmonized splendidly with Kwon Jeonghoo like a pair of lovebirds. Yeo Dowoon inwardly wished Kwon Jeonghoo would pour his passion into her instead of showing obsession toward him.
Gu Seohyun was a woman who shared many similarities with Kwon Jeonghoo.
Sometimes Yeo Dowoon would predict that if she had been a man, she would have had a perfectly similar appearance and perfectly similar personality to Kwon Jeonghoo.
Additionally, one interesting point was… she too would jokingly throw out this question every time she met Kwon Jeonghoo.
‘Is Father doing well and staying healthy?’
‘Father?’
‘He gets so happy he can’t help himself when I call him Father.’
‘You really…’
Then Kwon Jeonghoo would laugh shortly as if he couldn’t deal with it and give a cheerful answer like ‘He’s making a fuss about wanting to see his daughter-in-law.’ So it seemed only a matter of time before their hearts connected.
Rather, it was unbelievable and seemed like a lie that there had been no news until now.
But Gu Seohyun in her own way dated small, pretty lovers like larks, and Kwon Jeonghoo in his own way dated lovers with pure and delicate styles.
Like this, the two people’s tastes were clearly different. They would never associate with the same type as each other. Yeo Dowoon found this very suspicious and would sometimes ask.
‘Why don’t you date Seohyun noona?’
Then Kwon Jeonghoo, who had just finished showering, threw a towel at him and retorted with murderous intent.
‘Call her instructor. Where do you get off rudely calling her noona?’
‘Once you graduate from the training center, she’s not instructor but noona.’
‘You want to call her noona and get close to her, you bastard.’
‘Who? Me?’
‘Is there anyone else here besides you?’
Even though his cadet days were already far in the distant past, he twisted like a pretzel as if uncomfortable with Yeo Dowoon and Gu Seohyun’s relationship becoming familiar.
‘Keep the line. Unless you want to cause unnecessary trouble.’
That Yeo Dowoon naturally came to guess.
The Captain is quite jealous. He must be acting like this because he secretly admires Seohyun noona.
But when he learned that his affection was directed in the completely opposite direction, his mood became bitter.
“Dowoon.”
Yeo Dowoon was pulled back to reality by Gu Seohyun’s voice calling him. Her expression showing through the ice wall looked quite solemn. Yeo Dowoon confirmed out of the blue.
“When are you getting married?”
“……”
“With Jeonghoo hyung.”
Gu Seohyun shrugged her shoulders and rejected it without giving a moment for audio to be empty.
“As you know, types without charm like Jeonghoo aren’t my style.”
“You never know. He might look cute when you’re wearing rose-colored glasses.”
“There might be that tendency. Jeonghoo seems to be wearing rose-colored glasses quite badly for you too.”
When he heard about Kwon Jeonghoo and his relationship from Gu Seohyun, Yeo Dowoon felt complex and subtle emotions. It felt like he had become an impurity stuck between people who would soon develop into lovers, making his mouth bitter and stale.
“Just how much do you know, noona?”
“I haven’t been watching Kwon Jeonghoo for just a day or two, so wouldn’t it be more disappointing if there was something I didn’t know?”
Gu Seohyun said while loosening her tied hair, as if she had exhausted all interest in fighting. Yeo Dowoon, who discovered several wounds that seemed to have just appeared on her hands, asked.
“Were you out catching monsters?”
Swoosh… The ice wall melted defensively. Yeo Dowoon even snatched her hand.
Then she looked down at the back of her hand caught by Yeo Dowoon and answered.
“Even though it’s short-term, I’ve taken on the duty of moving from the suppression squad to the mobile squad, so I have to prove my usefulness. I caught a few and brought them.”
Yoon Minoh, who had been excluded from the situation, noisily looked back and forth at them having a conversation that seemed intimate yet not intimate.
Yeo Dowoon didn’t show interest in that fidgeting, but Gu Seohyun reacted meaningfully. She looked down at Yoon Minoh with a strict gaze.
“You. What’s your type?”
It was the atmosphere of an instructor thoroughly grasping cadets. Perhaps because of that, Yoon Minoh had no choice but to be a bit flustered. She was the first person to suddenly ask about his type.
The answer shot out quickly.
“Fuck. What are you going to sell that information for?”
Yeo Dowoon had no doubt that Yoon Minoh’s completely empty head was probably filled full with meager courage. At his useless spirit, Yeo Dowoon whispered as if chewing.
“Just answer instead of doing something you’ll regret, you bastard.”
“I don’t want to talk with someone who acts like a dog wagging its tail at a person they met just a few minutes ago. I’m getting curious when hyung became such an innocent person.”
When Yeo Dowoon, who had thought he was fundamentally different from trivial bastards, showed himself being pushed back from the nerve war, Yoon Minoh seemed to feel personal disappointment.
But Yeo Dowoon wasn’t ashamed.
“You’ll be wagging your tail soon enough too.”
Yoon Minoh just didn’t know Gu Seohyun’s scariness because he joined the team immediately without going through the cadet stage. If he had experience being educated on hierarchical relationships by her, it was clear he couldn’t muster the will to talk back beyond a certain level.
“You’ll think ‘Was I a yellow dog in my past life?'”
Yeo Dowoon was newly impressed by Yoon Minoh’s good fortune. Just entering the team without the cadet process could be an excellent point of pride.
Yeo Dowoon pressed down on Yoon Minoh’s side with his elbow.
“Ow!”
And he introduced him himself.
“As you know, he’s physical-type. His specific ability aspect is…, probably something like centrifugal force.”
“It’s not probably something like centrifugal force, it really is centrifugal force, you know?”
Yoon Minoh declared clearly as if unsatisfied. Even though he had taught him so diligently, Yeo Dowoon seemed unable to accept the concept of centrifugal force.
It probably wasn’t that he found it difficult to understand, but it was clearly an attitude of having no motivation to understand at all.
“So you can utilize net force.”
So the unfamiliar woman’s voice recognizing his ability came more welcomingly.
Gu Seohyun’s whip quickly wrapped around Yoon Minoh’s ankle. But immediately the middle part was cut as if severed and loosened powerlessly. Naturally, it was Yoon Minoh’s doing.
Gu Seohyun added without being surprised.
“Your manifestation can be instantaneous?”
From the beginning, it was because she had wrapped the whip to see him demonstrate his supernatural ability. She was interested in the ability to apply net force in reverse. Gu Seohyun asked, clearly pointing out the core.
“Did you make my whip rotate? How?”
Yoon Minoh, as if excited for the first time in a while, panted, even forgetting to breathe.
“I just need to set coordinates and concentrate. It’s probably not that different from the principle of using electricity.”
His expression was somewhat flushed. At the same time, it seemed like he had pent-up resentment. Yoon Minoh honestly had many points he wanted to question.
Think about it carefully. Yeo Dowoon was an Esper who unusually handled two types of supernatural abilities. It was an inexplicable ability, but no one expressed doubt when watching him use his abilities.
For example, doubts like these.
‘By what means do you control glaciers?’
‘Does fire come out of your hands, or is fire created from an inorganic state?’
‘Did such an ability even exist in reality?’
But he faced such questions countless times.
Why did everyone express such disbelief whenever they saw centrifugal force? To say it wasn’t discriminatory treatment would be wrong – centrifugal force always received shabby treatment.
Everyone without exception set high standards only for centrifugal force. It was probably because the image of it being ‘fictitious’ was severely overlaid. But what could he do when it was real?
The feeling of having both the existence and origin of his supernatural ability thoroughly doubted was extremely unpleasant.
“If you treat a physical force that existed all along as non-existent just because your abilities were inadequate and you didn’t know about it until now…, listening physical-types get fucking pissed off.”
When he revealed it without concealing his personal feelings, Gu Seohyun glanced at Yeo Dowoon and opened her mouth.
“…He’s a friend with tremendous pride. Did Jeonghoo just leave that friend alone?”
He didn’t leave him alone and mobilized painstaking efforts, but it just didn’t get fixed. If he himself had been tamed with handstands, Yoon Minoh had been disciplined with back flips and duck walks.
Espers who had lived knowing only their own ability was an ability would usually become powerless before psychic-types, then shake off their arrogance. At least symptoms of pretentiousness could definitely improve.
But Yoon Minoh couldn’t meet a change in attitude even after suffering while sweating buckets. He repeated the same mistakes to the point where even Kwon Jeonghoo, who was punishing him, became bored, smashing the other party’s fighting spirit.
“Delta has also seen its day. Or Jeonghoo has really lost it.”
