The porridge bowl tipped sideways and fell to the floor. The hot contents poured over Sawon’s fingers.‘You okay?’Startled, Ji Hayeon grabbed the towel beside him and wiped his hand.‘I told you I’d do it! Let me see.’‘Heey, this much is fine.’The fake Sawon answered. But that wasn’t how the real Gu Sawon felt.Fine, my ass. Your hand’s gone red.His skin was starting to swell up red. Ji Hayeon hurriedly jumped out of bed. Then he frantically rummaged through the bedside drawer.Putting medicine on him, saying he’d do it, that he’d take care of it—young Ji Hayeon and Sawon bickered back and forth. The whole situation left Sawon confused.Why the hell am I having a dream like this?It was so ridiculous and absurd that all he could think was that he needed to wake up.Sawon blinked several times. The room went dark. This time, his body was lying asleep in Ji Hayeon’s bed.Sawon tried to open his eyes. But they wouldn’t open. Even so, the view of the room was clear.His arms and legs in a T-shirt and shorts were a little slimmer than his real ones. He had less muscle. A body that looked like he’d only half-finished stamina training. Sawon was sure.So it is a dream.There was no other way this could exist.He’d heard something about what happens when you realize you’re in a dream. Letting his thoughts follow the stream of consciousness, Sawon just waited to wake up. Then, beside him, Ji Hayeon squirmed and slipped his hand under the blanket to take hold of Sawon’s.…Huh?Even for a dream, this was flustering. But all he could do was keep pretending to be asleep. For once, the fake Gu Sawon’s ego seemed to agree with him.Fidgeting, Ji Hayeon carefully drew Sawon’s hand out from under the blanket. There were a couple of bandages stuck to his index finger and thumb. After staring at the hand for a long time, Ji Hayeon fixed his gaze on Sawon like he was going to burn a hole through him.‘Gu Sawon.’Sawon’s hand was brought up to those red lips. Ji Hayeon pressed a short kiss to the tip of his index finger. Then, smooch, smooch, smooch—he kissed it a couple more times in a row. The ticklish sensation spread through all his limbs.What kind of fucked-up dream is this.‘Sawon.’Ji Hayeon called him.‘You asleep?’This time, he moved his lips to the ring finger that didn’t have a bandage. The sound of soft friction, chuk, chuk, chuk, brushed against his ears. After doing that a few more times, Ji Hayeon slowly closed his eyes.…Is it over?But that was the beginning.‘I’m going to keep going, so if you don’t like it, get up now.’Keep what going? What are you going to keep doing? Wait. Wait. Body, get up, come on…!Sawon’s mind thrashed. But his body didn’t move at all, like someone sleeping deeply. He just breathed evenly, wheezing a little, sleeping in total peace.Ji Hayeon started to take Sawon’s ring finger into his mouth. At first, he only slipped the tip in, then he swallowed down one joint. A moist, slick tongue rubbed along the underside of his finger.With Sawon’s limp ring finger in his mouth, Ji Hayeon took it all the way in. Then he swallowed it down to the base and slid it back out to the fingertip, repeating the motion over and over. It was like… like he was giving him a blowjob.Sawon’s mind went white.Chup, chup—the sound of sucking on his hand was raw. With his long lashes lowered, Ji Hayeon kept gently sucking on Sawon’s hand.With a soft, wet pop, his lips came away. Sawon thought that was it. But this time, Ji Hayeon started sucking on his middle and ring finger together.Cradling his hand carefully, he licked from the base to the tip with his tongue like he was licking an ice cream, then slid them all the way into his mouth and started moving them in friction.It felt strange. He’d never felt anything like it. A sharp ache tugged at Sawon’s chest. And then, below, there was the soft rasp of fabric sliding.With Sawon’s fingers still in his mouth, Ji Hayeon grabbed the front of his own sweatpants and pulled them down.…Chief, what the hell are you doing…?The elastic waistband came down far too easily. With his underwear dragged down along with them, Ji Hayeon pulled his cock out.‘Sawon…’Mouth working around the fingers, he called to him. Then he wrapped his hand around his own cock and started stroking.Sawon nearly passed out. The fact that that Chief, that Ji Hayeon, was jerking himself off over him was shocking enough, but the sight in front of him was even worse. Ji Hayeon’s cock was absurdly huge.His stomach, thighs—his whole body was snow-white, but the center was dark red. Veins bulged along the shaft so thickly it was almost grotesque. At a glance, it looked like the thing had an arm of its own attached.White, straight fingers wrapped around his cock, and a thick, long, dark red shaft that was stupidly big. It was so alien it looked like it belonged to someone else and had just been stuck on.He didn’t want to see it. He didn’t want to look at some other guy’s dick. But he couldn’t control his own field of view. Sawon’s mind watched without looking away for even a second as Ji Hayeon jerked himself off over him.‘Hh… Sawon…’Thak, thak, thak—the sound of flesh rubbing echoed. Even as he kept jerking himself off, Ji Hayeon sucked harder on Sawon’s fingers, slurping at them. Like he was sucking Sawon’s cock instead. No, he was definitely imagining exactly that. His cheeks and the skin around his eyes flushed redder and redder, full of arousal.‘Ha… ngh, Sawon, Sawon…’Wet, obscene sounds rang out a few more times. Ji Hayeon’s hand moved faster and faster along his cock.‘Ah…!’Letting out a low moan, Ji Hayeon loosened his mouth from the fingers he’d been sucking. At the same time, thick, milky fluid shot from his urethral opening.With a series of heavy spurts, dense liquid poured out three or four times. The semen soaking the blanket pooled thick. It was like he’d pissed himself—the white pond sloshed over the sunken dip in the blanket.‘Haa… Gu Sawon…’Hunching his shoulders, Ji Hayeon lifted his head toward him. Raising his upper body halfway, he leaned toward Sawon’s face and pressed his red lips to the bare skin of his shoulder.Smooch, chuk—the sound of flesh rubbing rang loud in his ears. Only then did Sawon realize heat was pooling low in his own belly.…Why? Why… why?His cock was hard. He didn’t know if he was the one turned on by Ji Hayeon, or if it was the fake Gu Sawon. His confusion only grew. His body still wouldn’t move.‘Sawon…’With a desperate look, Ji Hayeon stared into his face.What… what kind of dream is this even supposed to be? What was I doing before I fell asleep? What was I thinking about? What the hell was I doing to have a dream this ridiculous?‘Sawon.’Wait, Chief. I’m way too confused right now, so stop saying my name.But the voice calling to him started to echo like it was coming from far away.“Gu Sawon.”Something cold pressed to Sawon’s forehead.“Hey! Gu Sawon! Snap out of it!”Ji Hayeon shouted sharply. Sawon opened his eyes. It was a little hard, but this time his body moved according to his will.“Ugh…”Through his blurred vision he saw his own ceiling.Kkikikikikikigig!But right next to his ear, he heard a Deater’s cry.A Deater?A Deater in my room?Sawon tried to bolt upright. But he barely got ten centimeters off the pillow before flopping back down again.“Don’t move.”“Chief. Can I kill this bastard now?”“Not yet. I haven’t pulled it all out.”“Where the hell did a piece of shit like this even come from!”Sawon rolled his eyes around, checking everywhere. By the open doorway, Mok Geonho and his roommate Seo Hansu were standing. Both had bird’s nest hair and were in their pajamas.“Chief. What’s going on?”“Shut up and stay still.”Sweating buckets, Ji Hayeon pressed one hand firmly to Sawon’s forehead.Under the left palm touching him, a thin, tendril-like thread writhed its way out. The thread extended all the way to the floor, and Ji Hayeon’s right hand was at its end point under the bed frame.Kkikikikigik!The thing thrashing beneath Ji Hayeon’s hand was a bizarre Deater he’d never seen before.Its head and body were shriveled like a squid’s. It looked eerily similar to a human brain. And hanging from it, dozens of thin, pathetic, mollusk-like legs wriggled and scraped at the floor.Just like when he’d pierced the Deater’s heart yesterday, Ji Hayeon’s fingers were speared straight through the Deater’s brain. He pinned it to the floor with all his strength.“Hh…”A groan slipped from Ji Hayeon’s mouth. Only now did Sawon see he was pouring his Metena out, yanking on the opaque tendril legs lodged in Sawon’s forehead.Like magnets snapping together, Ji Hayeon’s intellect-type Metena pulled on the brain-type Deater’s tendrils with attraction. Even in the middle of his tension, Sawon’s mind kept working to grasp the situation.Metena repels different types and pulls in the same type. If that thing reacted to Ji Hayeon’s Metena like this…No way. A Deater with intellect-type Metena…?Kkikikikikik!With a sharp tug, Ji Hayeon yanked his left hand away. The last remaining tendril-like thread tore free of Sawon’s forehead.“Hunter!”At Ji Hayeon’s shout, Mok Geonho immediately brought out his flame whip and brought it down on the Deater.Kkikikikikik.The Deater, chopped in two, flopped a few more times and then went still. In a daze, Sawon pushed himself up and looked from the thing, to Ji Hayeon, to his classmates standing in the doorway.“What… what the hell is going on?”

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