Guide Me If You Dare novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82: MISUNDERSTANDING?

"NOH YUNO, why do you think I’d get jealous of the sly fox?"

Yuno wondered why Ki Gayoon had to ask such a silly question.

And does he really have to put his face close to mine?

He wasn’t complaining, though.

Gayoon Hyung always smells nice, after all.

Even if Ki Gayoon’s scent was mixed with the smell of alcohol, he still smelled good.

"Hyung, are you asking because you really don’t know?" Yuno complained, leaning against the chair because Ki Gayoon’s scent was a bit addicting. "Espers are possessive towards their Guides. Although I have to say Hyung’s possessiveness is worse than other Espers."

"How is it worse?"

"Espers usually just get jealous over other Espers. My boss is a Guide, so there’s no reason for Hyung to be jealous of Sajangnim."

Fortunately, Ki Gayoon sat properly— creating a safe distance between them. "Is that so? This is my first time having an exclusive Guide, so I wouldn’t know. I hated all the Guides that came before you."

"I know. Hyung is infamous for hating Guides. But don’t worry. I know how Espers acts towards their Guides, so I’ll try to be more patient with you, Hyung."

"And why do you know so much about how Espers act towards their Guides?"

"Hyung, I work at HoneyMoon Convenience Store frequented by Guides and Espers. I lost count of how many times I had to report them for having their lovers’ quarrel in our store. 90% of the time, it’s because Espers get jealous when their Guides talk to other people. But it’s not because of love. It’s just their instinct telling them that their Guides belong only to them."

"Noh Yuno."

"Yes, Hyung?"

"Those Espers and Guides who frequent your store seem to be a bad influence to you," Ki Gayoon said, clicking his tongue. "The Espers and Guides who visit your store are probably toxic people, so you only see the abusive parts of their relationships. That’s why you became cynical."

"..."

"As a Guide, you have all the right to see Espers as beasts— because we are. And aside from dungeon monsters, we also see Guides as prey. So, it’s fair for you to see us that way," Ki Gayoon said. He wasn’t cranky or sarcastic. Actually, he was using a tone that sounded like an adult talking to a child as patiently as possible. "But I think it’s not fair if you reduce an Espers’ feelings to mere "instincts." We are still humans capable of having normal feelings that have nothing to do with us being Espers."

Oh.

Oh.

It was ironic that Yuno hated the terms "alpha" and "omega" because those characters represented the stereotypes of Espers and Guides, respectively. And yet he failed to see that comparing Espers to beasts driven by their instincts was the same as labeling them as alphas.

I must have sounded dumb.

"I’m sorry for being a hypocrite, Hyung," Yuno said sincerely, bowing his head politely towards Ki Gayoon. "I’ll self-reflect on this matter."

"I didn’t mean to scold you. As I said earlier, I understand where you’re coming from. Even though I’m an Esper, I admit that most of us are bastards who deserve to be fed to dungeon monsters," Ki Gayoon said, gently patting Yuno’s head. "It’s fine as long as you understand."

Hmm?

What’s with this warm and fuzzy feeling in my chest?

Fortunately, Yuno got distracted when he received a call from Moon Noa.

At the same time, Ki Gayoon’s phone also rang— Baekho’s name flashed on the screen.

***

"WELCOME BACK, BOSS AND LITTLE BOSS!"

Aigoo.

Yuno would probably never get used to how Ki Gayoon’s men would greet them as if they were thugs.

Oh, right.

They were really thugs before they started working properly at Beom-seok Constructions.

"We didn’t have to hurry home," Ki Gayoon complained lightly when they arrived home. His home in Gangnam, of course. "The sly fox extended your day off to a week."

Right.

Before Yuno left Busan with Ki Gayoon, he received a call from his boss.

["Yuyu, I’m giving you a whole week off. I picked up a temporary part-time worker in the streets. I’m going to train him in the meantime~"]

That was what Moon Noa said.

Yuno didn’t bother to ask what his boss meant by that, so he didn’t ask questions.

I need a week off anyway.

"Hyung, working at the convenience store is just my part-time job," Yuno reminded him. "I have another job."

Ki Gayoon turned around with knitted eyebrows. "That one where you work with the woman you met before?"

"Yes, I have a collaboration project with Youngji Noona."

"How long do you need to work with that woman?"

"I’m not sure. But our last projected lasted more than a year."

"Tsk."

"Why are you being grumpy again, Hyung?" _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}

"I’m not being grumpy," Ki Gayoon said, but he sounded cranky. "I’m just a bit tired from driving."

"I offered to drive, but you refused. Plus, we had the option of flying to Seoul. Baekho-ssi called and asked if we needed to be picked up by your private plane, after all."

"Using a private plane for short-distance flights is bad for the environment."

"Says the guy who owns a private plane."

"Most high-ranking Espers can’t fly on commercial flights because we get attacked by people who want us dead. It puts Civilians in jeopardy, so we are encouraged by the government to get our own private jets since we can afford it anyway."

Ah, that made sense.

Having said that...

"I still think it’s okay if we fly from Busan to Seoul since you rarely use your private jet," Yuno said curiously. "So, why did you choose to drive for hours instead of just flying?"

Spoken like a grumpy old man, indeed.

***

It was the video of Haru— the famous dethroned Crown Prince of Japan— working as a cashier at HoneyMoon Convenience Store.

Is Haru-nim the part-timer that Sajangnim "picked up" from the streets?

Haru-nim is so handsome that he makes our lame uniform look cool and trendy.

***

WHY CAN’T I draw it?

He had already started drawing the first episode for his new webcomics titled ’Broken Rainbow Project’— his new collaboration with Writer Youngji.

I need to draw the scene where the MC gives the ML a blowjob, but I can’t find the right angle that fits the vibes.