“I was a bit startled when you collapsed suddenly. You haven’t even properly received your guidance yet… Are you naturally frail?”
Before there was a moment to sink into thought, a large hand boldly slipped into his groin.
Seo Ui-woo naturally groped inside Jae-jin’s square-cut boxer shorts. If this had been the first loop’s Kwon Jae-jin, he would have turned pale and kicked out in utter shock at such an intrusion.
Back then, he thought he had been dragged to an unfamiliar place and attacked against his will, which was indeed the case.
However, to second loop Kwon Jae-jin, Seo Ui-woo’s house was absurdly familiar, and such abrupt requests for guidance were not at all new to him.
Situations like this had become almost commonplace for Jae-jin.
There was no reason to make a fuss now.
“Hey, Seo Ui-woo.”
Jae-jin clicked his tongue internally as he spoke, feeling a slight heat rising to his chest.
“I’m asking just in case, but do you remember me?”
“Have we met before? If we had, there’s no way I would have overlooked you…”
“No, never mind then.”
As expected, Seo Ui-woo didn’t seem to have the slightest recollection. The gray pupils looking back at him were clear and showed no signs of alienation.
Quietly observing those eyes, the feeling around Jae-jin’s chest grew warmer and heavier, as if something was clogged.
‘It’s only me who returned. Tsk.’
Perhaps that was a blessing in disguise. If Seo Ui-woo hadn’t regressed, it meant…
‘It means I was the only one who got caught up and died in that gate incident.’
Only one person regressed: Kwon Jae-jin.
Only one person would die four years later: Kwon Jae-jin.
‘I can’t be certain, but maybe when the gate erupted, space-time temporarily twisted, and I got sucked into that maelstrom, ending up reversing time…’
It had been a century since the first gate impact occurred, spilling forth creatures shaped like fiends. Humanity had regained stability through the emergence of espers and guides. However, gates remained a mystery even now.
Research was actively ongoing, with various hypotheses and theories presented, but no definitive truths were unveiled. The unknowns surrounding gates vastly outnumbered the knowns, especially for someone like Kwon Jae-jin, a commoner turned mutant with even less knowledge than the awakened ones.
‘Well, there’s no need to dwell on the reasons for my regression right now. It’s not something to ponder over since it will yield no answers. More crucial is what happens four years later.’
Four years in the future, a gate will definitely erupt in the yard of Seo Ui-woo’s estate.
Kwon Jae-jin will surely die, torn limb from limb by that gate’s influence.
If he doesn’t leave this house by then, Kwon Jae-jin will perish.
In the first loop, somehow he managed to slip through a rift in space-time and regress to the past, but there were no guarantees it would happen again in this second loop. Jae-jin had to avoid that gate at all costs.
‘It’s absurd to die twice at such a young age when once was already unfair enough.’
Whether Jae-jin flees this house solo or persuades Seo Ui-woo to relocate together, something must be done, or it’s over.
If there’s a way to escape death, he wants to take it.
Thus, this regression was an opportunity too good to miss.
‘I refuse to continue this wretched life…!’
By hook or by crook, he absolutely must survive and, this time, please, just please, seize a proper life for himself.
He would savor all the pleasures life has to offer, indulge in the finest experiences, spend obscene amounts of money like water, and conquer every delectable delicacy. Then, living to a ripe old age, he would peacefully close his eyes in a quiet mountain cabin, departing like one simply falling into slumber.
For that goal, he needs,
‘Seo Ui-woo’s cooperation.’
Jae-jin knew very well that Seo Ui-woo was an S-class esper.
An S-class esper. In his first life, he had no idea what these words truly entailed, but now he shuddered at their implication.
Seo Ui-woo was an unprecedentedly powerful multispectral esper. He could teleport instantly, create clones of himself, and wield his powers even unconsciously.
In other words, there was simply… no running away from him.
Even when typical espers were powerless, Seo Ui-woo had no weaknesses. He could use psychokinesis in his sleep, easily track Jae-jin’s movements – he was an exceptionally formidable being.
Especially here, in his estate, which was entirely Seo Ui-woo’s domain.
The moment Jae-jin stepped foot here, he was effectively in the palm of Seo Ui-woo’s hand. Any attempt to escape would be futile, and without Seo Ui-woo’s permission, he couldn’t leave his sphere of control.
‘Even so, it’s not the first time… I won’t be disheartened by it again.’
If he can’t reject Seo Ui-woo, then all he needs to do is gain his cooperation.
And that wasn’t particularly difficult.
‘Seo Ui-woo, that bastard, was quite enamored with me, for whatever reason.’
It took four years to become lovers in the first loop. So, how long would it take in the second loop?
‘I did hear a confession in the third year, though.’
Back then, Jae-jin had flatly refused the moment he heard the proposal, but this time he could accept it smoothly, likely becoming lovers within three years.
‘Actually, if I don’t vigorously wage a war of resistance against Seo Ui-woo’s guiding, there’s no need to drag it out for three years.’
If Kwon Jae-jin simply complied with the guiding, he wouldn’t have to waste three years.
By doing so, he could educate Seo Ui-woo on his position and gain his cooperation within a year, or perhaps even forge a favorable relationship sooner.
It all hinges on how well Jae-jin can charm and tame Seo Ui-woo.
A challenge bound to succeed, a game with the victor already determined.
‘After all, Seo Ui-woo needs me.’
For an esper, a guide is an indispensable being.
The more powerful an esper, the truer this holds.
Using great power invites great consequences, necessitating the desperate desire for guidance to curb any imbalance.
Seo Ui-woo needs Kwon Jae-jin.
And Kwon Jae-jin needs Seo Ui-woo as well – not during his first life, but certainly now in his second. To survive.
‘…In that case, isn’t the conversation already over?’
Jae-jin swallowed hard, his fingertips twitching slightly before he clenched his fist tightly as if to suppress something.
No problem at all.
He could already see the future unfolding.
Unlike the past when he was cruelly caught unaware, now he could easily sway and manipulate Seo Ui-woo.
He knew the man’s thought patterns, what actions and words could move him. If guiding is the bait, then Seo Ui-woo is…
Seo Ui-woo is nothing more than a simple…
An unwanted intrusion interrupted his thoughts. An unfamiliar sensation was felt from behind.
Before he knew it, Seo Ui-woo had taken off Jae-jin’s boxers and was prying open his back entrance, pushing a finger against the membrane and beginning to recklessly dig into the tender inner walls. Jae-jin’s knees snapped up.
‘What… what is this?’
Even with just one finger inserted, his entire body tensed in rejection. His eyes opened wide, his legs curled up, and his lower regions contracted, sealing shut tightly.
‘It hurts, doesn’t it…?’
His body was involuntarily panicking.
Even though he had gone through countless guidings during the first loop, this was his first such experience in the second loop. Just as someone might understand swimming in theory but then struggle in the water, no amount of mental preparedness or resolve to accept the guiding could align his body’s reactions.
“Hey… Are you doing this on purpose? It’s quite harsh.”
Seo Ui-woo bent his knuckles, forcing his way through the unyielding flesh. When it didn’t give way, he aggressively pushed forward, causing even more discomfort. Jae-jin hurriedly stopped him.
“Wait a moment, Seo Ui-woo. Please hold on for a second.”
Needless to say, Seo Ui-woo didn’t stop.
Instead, he used his other hand to spread Jae-jin’s buttocks apart, attempting to push in another finger.
Right, that’s how it was.
This asshole Seo Ui-woo was like this.
He didn’t consider the other party’s situation, constantly pestering and fondling for guidance, kissing, always the first to push his own desires. He doesn’t think guiding, a duty of the guide, is wrong even when it’s forced.
Confronted with a dire situation he hadn’t expected, confusion flushed Jae-jin’s ears red. Still, he couldn’t just retreat easily.
Jae-jin grasped Seo Ui-woo’s wrist, which was insidiously stirring his insides, and held it down.
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