# Chapter 22
However, Yoon Minoh continued speaking as if teaching a clueless student.
“Some dumbass motherfuckers keep saying there are only four forces in the universe, right? Gravity, electromagnetic force, strong nuclear force, weak nuclear force. But that’s not true. There’s one more. Centrifugal force.”
“……”
“Those bastards don’t know because they’re not Espers, but I can feel it. Once I lock onto coordinates, it’s easy as pie to bind something in place. I can even make things go boom by exploding them. Just need to reverse the direction to create centripetal force.”
He must be in a particularly good mood, as the corners of his mouth were twitching like dog’s-tail grass.
Yeo Dowoon tensed all his muscles in shock at that sinister expression. But the more he tensed, the stronger the binding force became, giving him the unpleasant feeling of sinking deeper into quicksand.
Yoon Minoh, grinning like an idiot, asked in a casual tone.
“You must have felt it too, right?”
“Felt what, you filthy bastard.”
“The… killer tension between us.”
It was impossible to follow this bastard’s train of thought.
In this bizarre situation where using his ability seemed to work in the completely opposite direction, Yeo Dowoon narrowed his eyes sharply and responded.
“If you’re begging me to kill you, let’s sort out the contract first. Are you changing it or not?”
“Were you still talking about that, hyung?”
He had been talking about this from the beginning.
But Yoon Minoh put on a fake sad face and scolded him like he was dealing with a greedy petty person.
“Why do people here want so much? Do this for me, do that for me…”
‘Opposite direction.’
If he could just get used to this unfamiliar sensation, he might be able to counterattack effectively, but he wasn’t sure if he could stall for that long.
Noticing that Yeo Dowoon’s attention was drifting away from him, Yoon Minoh snickered and took a step.
“But I only want one thing. To be thoroughly fucked by you tonight, hyung. Haa.”
“How old are you? Aren’t you a minor?”
When Yeo Dowoon expressed his disgust, Yoon Minoh smiled brightly and happily. He emphasized a certain part of himself that seemed different from before as he answered.
“My date of birth is printed in Gulim font, 10-point. Would you like to check, sunbaenim? You’d like it.”
This is getting more ridiculous.
Yeo Dowoon couldn’t understand the psychology of Yoon Minoh, who was striking poses as if he was proud of himself. The thought of retiring and designating this kind of bastard as his successor made him feel pangs of conscience toward his remaining colleagues.
But even that feeling was quite minimal, so he was satisfied with his limbs that were starting to twitch gradually, and he took aim.
“…A bastard who hasn’t even signed the contract is calling me sunbae.”
Swoosh!
A glacier stem that seemed to pierce through the hotel floor narrowly missed Yoon Minoh’s center. “Eek!” Startled, Yoon Minoh jumped back and covered his crotch.
Though his directional control was still awkward, it seemed like it would naturally become more familiar with practice. Yeo Dowoon ignored the tingling nerve stimulation and targeted the weakness in the centrifugal force.
“Aack, hyung! Wait a second!”
Just by twisting the energy he poured into his aim in the opposite direction, he could easily attack Yoon Minoh. As vast flames rose behind him, Yoon Minoh asked impudently.
“Ha, are we doing a circus act here?”
“Since your comprehension seems to be at the level of a carp’s brain, I’ll explain it more simply than before.”
Yoon Minoh thought. He couldn’t tell if the burning heat he felt was from the flames pressing at his feet or from the gaze of a man stronger than himself.
Just as he was rolling his eyeballs around as if searching for coordinates, Yeo Dowoon’s fire shadow blazed more intensely, widening its range. He bluntly spat out.
“Delete the pair clause.”
If he couldn’t understand with his head, it would be effective to help him feel it with his body. Kwang! With a thunderous explosion, sharp glaciers erupted from various spots on the floor.
“Eek, eek! Hieek…!”
Yoon Minoh, who had been letting out strange screams in rhythm, suddenly felt ecstasy and shook his buttocks. A thrill filled him to the roots of his scalp.
“Shit, this really isn’t my taste!”
Originally, Yoon Minoh was the type who preferred to chase like a carnivore rather than being chased like a herbivore, to overtake rather than to flee.
But there was no denying that the current situation was addictively unbelievable. Because of this, he found himself helpless.
Once he had opened his eyes to this stimulation, a truly dramatic change came.
“Delete the pair clause, you fucking bastard. Huh?”
This man was different from the insignificant bastards he had dealt with until now.
He was like a mountain—a man who made him think he could never surpass him even if he threw away his own life.
So it was inevitably not easy to escape from his domain.
Yoon Minoh, who had been dodging the barrage of attacks while panting, trembled as the glacier’s energy tore through his skin.
Bang, kwang!
Even while slipping ungracefully, he was lucky enough to overturn a nearby table and barely blocked the attack before groaning, “Hng…”
“Because I hate it… more…”
What filled his vision was clearly an ice spear blade that was so close it could gouge out his iris, but since the surroundings were blazing like a furnace, he felt ambivalent day and night.
One moment he wanted to kiss the top of the Esper’s foot as if worshipping him, the next he wanted to press his heavy body against him as much as he was terrified.
Specifically, he wanted to see that face, contorted with irritation, become soaking wet.
Ah, just imagining it made his lower half…
“Aaaaargh!”
As unrealistic pain rushed to his heated lower region, Yoon Minoh let out his most violent scream yet and thud, fell to his knees on both sides. He lowered his head in dismay.
Though he tried desperately to disbelieve it, when directly confronted with the tragedy as a male, he couldn’t help but stammer.
“Sun, sun, sunbaenim?”
“S-s-speak.”
But as if he had no intention of giving him the right to speak, Yeo Dowoon was busily repeating the process of creating and destroying strange-shaped ice lumps on his palm.
Yoon Minoh, sweating profusely, scratched his neck and pleaded.
“What if I become impotent? Huh?”
“The world would become more beautiful.”
“……”
“I’m planning to lower the temperature to -2 degrees Celsius exactly two minutes from now. Human skin is so fragile that even at that temperature, it will freeze completely and be completely crushed.”
“…Wow, ha, hahahaha.”
“So use your head while I’m giving you a chance. What are you going to do with the pair clause?”
It was an excellent threat. Yoon Minoh, who had turned pale and covered his lower region, answered quickly.
“Del…”
No. He was about to answer.
“Huh?”
If only Yeo Dowoon, who had been staring at him menacingly, hadn’t collapsed like a domino, he would have started to loudly recite the sentence, “I will delete it!”
But Yeo Dowoon fell flat on his back as if possessed, and the thin ice blade that had been threatening Yoon Minoh’s manhood also melted and disappeared with a slick sound.
“Huuuuh…?”
Just as Yoon Minoh was wondering.
With the background noise of the hotel door being ripped off, a man in a suit appeared and sighed wearily at the scene that was nothing short of a mess.
Yoon Minoh easily recognized him as Kwon Jeonghoo, the commander of Team Delta whom he had met just before being sent to the examination room.
Though his face was dripping with annoyance, his touch when embracing Yeo Dowoon was incomparably gentle.
“Your salary will be increased as requested, but the contract period will be modified to 30 years, excluding pair activities. Go read the contract and sign it.”
Kwon Jeonghoo, who had recited the communication from the higher-ups without missing a single word, looked at Yoon Minoh as if he was pathetic.
The initial contract period offered to him was 20 years, but due to this escape incident, the facility’s evaluation had also changed.
They had discovered another Esper worth tightly binding with a noose, following Yeo Dowoon.
Just as Kwon Jeonghoo, who was holding the unconscious Yeo Dowoon who had gone limp like a wet sponge due to his forcibly cut consciousness, was coldly passing by Yoon Minoh.
“Since it’s come to this, just change it to 40 years please.”
Yoon Minoh, who had lifted his waistband to check his reddened and swollen lower region, blew hot breath and said.
“But 10 years for pair activities.”
“……”
“I think he’ll come around after holding out for about that long. My partner that you’re holding.”
Even though Kwon Jeonghoo showed no reaction, he arbitrarily revealed his ambition.
“Somehow, I’ve got to roll around with him.”
I’ll suck him clean without leaving a single piece of flesh. Until that confident man can be filled with sweet moans.
