The Night Of The Untraced

“Oh, right.”That was something Seungjoo had momentarily forgotten. In order to purify the Gwimae, he needed to have his spiritual sight open, but he had already exhausted his spiritual energy purifying the turtle Gwimae earlier. At this point, he wouldn’t even be able to see the Gwimae, let alone purify it.“Yeah, I need to open my spiritual sight first.”There were various ways to receive spiritual energy, but there weren’t many options available right now. Based on his one experience, one of those methods took longer than expected, so perhaps the idea that popped into his head now was the best way to proceed.“Then let’s do that.”It wasn’t something particularly difficult. Seungjoo nodded and pulled on Muheun’s arm. Unlike Seungjoo, who was sitting on the bed, Muheun was standing, so as soon as Seungjoo tugged on his arm, he bent slightly at the waist. For some reason, he looked a bit surprised, but Seungjoo didn’t mind and raised his head.“…”Muheun’s eyes widened as he looked closely at Seungjoo. His dark irises reflected Seungjoo’s face completely. Just as Seungjoo was about to close his eyes, he thought he saw Muheun’s gaze soften slightly.A soft laugh could be heard. It was as if Seungjoo, in this state, was adorable or perhaps irresistible.Their lips slowly pressed together. Despite having prepared for this moment, Seungjoo flinched for a moment, his eyes fluttering with a mix of anticipation for what was to come and a late rush of embarrassment.However, instead of transferring spiritual energy, Muheun pulled away after a quick kiss. The sensation left by their parting lips was overly ticklish. Seungjoo waited, thinking he would kiss him again, but Muheun only cupped Seungjoo’s cheek and smiled.“I’m not going to do it this way.”“…Why?”Seungjoo, lifting his eyelids, asked with a puzzled expression. He thought they were going to kiss. Surely, he didn’t mean to do something like that at this hour.“Um, there’s another method.”Muheun responded gently before kissing Seungjoo again. This time, it was two quick pecks. When Seungjoo frowned at that, Muheun’s eyes crinkled as he softened his expression.“Ah… should we just do this?”“…”There was no need for a response. Whether his spiritual sight opened or not, Seungjoo also wanted to kiss him. Still, he averted his gaze and grumbled.“…What’s the other method?”The fact that Muheun had mentioned an “other method” meant that he had no intention of opening Seungjoo’s spiritual sight with a kiss after all. Given Muheun’s determination, even if he wavered now, he would ultimately choose that other method. Just as expected, Muheun looked a bit disappointed as he petted Seungjoo before slowly withdrawing his hand.“Let’s see… This is a spiritual energy pill.”Muheun pulled out something from his pocket that Gwangsik had given him yesterday. It was a round, white pill bottle. Inside, as he recalled, there were translucent pills that glowed blue.“You’ll need to take a few of these to see how many you need for your spiritual sight to open.”“That’s for me to take?”Seungjoo had thought it was something unrelated to him when Muheun received it from Gwangsik. But from what Muheun was saying, it seemed like it was meant for him all along.“Why go through that?”There had to be easier and simpler options… Well, maybe not easy or simple. Either way, he wondered why Muheun insisted on using a pill.“You never know when someone might show up to unexpectedly open your spiritual sight. So, I want to figure out how much spiritual energy you need to consume for it to open.”Muheun replied calmly as he opened the pill bottle and looked inside. Just like Seungjoo remembered, there were translucent pills inside. The problem was that, unlike his memory, these were just clear.“Oh, the color has changed.”“…Huh?”At Seungjoo’s casual murmur, Muheun looked puzzled. He tilted the pill bottle to show Seungjoo the contents.“What color do you see?”“Just clear… Ah.”As he spoke, Seungjoo realized that it was spiritual energy.“Yesterday, it was blue, but now it’s clear.”Come to think of it, the blue glow from the pills resembled the spiritual energy that sometimes emanated from Muheun when he used his powers. Now that his spiritual sight was closed, he couldn’t see that color anymore.“Maybe it’s because my spiritual sight is closed.”“Ah…”Muheun let out a thin gasp. “So that’s how it looks to ordinary people.” His murmured words contained a newfound realization. Just as Seungjoo didn’t know what it was like for those with spiritual abilities, it seemed Muheun was also unfamiliar with the perspective of ordinary people.“That’s interesting.”Seungjoo agreed with him. It wasn’t just the difference in sight that was fascinating; it was the thought that they might have spent their lives completely unaware of that difference. The worlds that Muheun saw and the one Seungjoo saw could have remained unknown to each other forever.“Anyway, so… you said that back then, the exorcist opened your spiritual sight by having you smell cigarette smoke, right?”“Yeah.”“Just taking that alone would have opened your spiritual eyes, so one pill should be enough. This pill is condensed spiritual energy, so even a small amount will be just as effective. It’s harmless to your body, so don’t worry.”Since Muheun gave it to me, of course it’s harmless. If it were something strange, he wouldn’t have given it to me in the first place.“Whose spiritual energy was used to make it?”“Your brother’s team members.”“People from Team 0?”“Yeah, that’s right.”What on earth do these people from Team 0 do? Earlier, they were said to be investigating the association president, and now they’ve made a spiritual energy pill. I was curious about the identity of these people I’d never seen, when Muheun shrugged.“They’re pretty talented.”“Gwangsik is part of Team 0 too, right?”“…Yeah, Gwangsik is also part of Team 0.”I asked without much thought, but for a moment, Muheun’s lips curled slightly. It was like when he asked, ‘Why are you curious about that?’ I tilted my head, wondering what that was about, but Muheun quickly returned to his usual expression.“Take one for now, and carry the pill bottle with you. Just in case.”“Just in case?”“Well, for example… if I’m not around and you need to replenish your spiritual energy.”That doesn’t seem likely. Still, Seungjoo took the pill bottle, thinking it wouldn’t hurt to carry it around as a precaution. If his spiritual eyes suddenly closed, that would definitely be a problem.“When that happens, take this. Don’t rely on Gwangsik for help.”“…”Seungjoo’s hand twitched, and he froze. The words reminded him of a previous conversation.‘Next time, I’ll help too.’“…You heard that?”He asked cautiously, but Muheun didn’t answer. He just smiled faintly and gazed at Seungjoo. Why did this situation feel so uncomfortable, even though I didn’t do anything wrong? Even the follow-up remark poked at my conscience.“My hearing is sharper than you think.”So, he had heard. Seungjoo knew Muheun had good ears, but he didn’t realize they were that good. Seungjoo opened and closed his mouth, struggling to find something to say.“I… see.”Muheun’s smile deepened at the awkward reply. Seungjoo cleared his throat and took out one pill from the bottle. He wanted to ask how much Muheun had heard, but if the answer was something like ‘the part about how it’s okay because you like me,’ it would have been too awkward.“So, how do I take this? Do I swallow it with water?”“You can, or just chew it. I tried it, and it doesn’t have any taste.”Thankfully, Muheun didn’t seem interested in continuing the conversation about that topic. He answered casually, and Seungjoo nodded quietly.“Then I’ll just chew it. But why did you take it?”“I had to try it before giving it to you.”He spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. The pill was meant for those lacking spiritual energy, yet Muheun had tried it first to ensure it was safe for Seungjoo. His caution was something to admire.Seungjoo held the pill between his thumb and index finger, examining it closely. It resembled a liquid painkiller capsule, but the fact that it was condensed spiritual energy made it fascinating. After all, the color was different from when he saw it yesterday.‘He said it doesn’t taste like anything.’Since Muheun had said so, there was no need to hesitate. Seungjoo placed the pill in his mouth and rolled it around a bit. Its texture was similar to a pill, though it felt more like firm jelly than a hard candy. When he bit into it with his molars, something seemed to seep out from within, like mist spreading.After a few more chews, the pill dissolved in the blink of an eye. He thought at least a residue would be left, but there was no trace of it at all. It felt odd, so Seungjoo smacked his lips a few times, then noticed Muheun’s gaze fixed on him.“…”Muheun was watching him curiously, tilting his head as if something were off.“…Did you eat it?”“Uh… yes.”Seungjoo nodded, rolling his eyes nervously. He had definitely consumed the spiritual energy, yet there was no change in his body. His spiritual eyes remained closed, and he couldn’t feel the barrier enclosing the dormitory.“Should I take another one?”Muheun didn’t respond, but his silence seemed to imply agreement. Seungjoo took out another pill and popped it into his mouth. Once again, it melted away after just a few chews, yet still, there was no change in his body.“…Do I need to take another?”He said one should be enough. Even as he thought this, Seungjoo took out a third pill. Muheun didn’t stop him, only frowning slightly, as if he was deep in thought.However, even after Seungjoo consumed three more pills, his spiritual eyes remained firmly shut.Muheun had said that normally, just kissing someone wouldn’t open one’s spiritual vision. However, after Seungjoo had kissed Muheun, his spiritual sight had opened, and it happened again even after inhaling the mysterious exorcist’s cigarette smoke.Based on all this, Seungjoo’s spiritual vision should have been unlocked after taking the pills that condensed spiritual energy. The pills contained far more spiritual energy than the cigarette smoke, and the amount absorbed into his body was significantly greater. One pill, maybe two at most, should have been enough to unlock his spiritual sight.Yet, despite having taken six pills, his spiritual vision remained unopened. Could it be that he had to take the entire bottle? Though that thought crossed his mind, he had a sense deep down that even if he consumed an entire truckload, the result wouldn’t change.He could feel the spiritual energy entering his body, but instead of accumulating in his stomach, it was absorbed and then seemed to vanish. It was a clear difference from the times his spiritual vision had opened before.“Why is this happening…?”He muttered to himself in confusion, but no one was there to give him an answer. Seungjoo frowned as he stared at the pill bottle in his hand, while Muheun remained silent, deep in thought.“Should I take more?” Seungjoo asked.“No, that’s enough. Let me see it for a second,” Muheun replied.When Seungjoo handed him the pill bottle, Muheun took out one pill, just like Seungjoo had done earlier, and chewed it up. After a moment, he frowned slightly.“Hmm… There’s nothing wrong with the pills.”It wasn’t like the pills had an expiration date, and nothing could have gone wrong with them in just a day. If anything was wrong, it had to be with the person taking the pills, perhaps… a change in their constitution.‘What should we do?’The association leader had already been captured, and they had only two weeks left. If they didn’t find the evidence in that time, the situation would become difficult. Without his spiritual vision, they wouldn’t be able to gather what they needed.‘If my spiritual vision doesn’t reopen…’It had once been his most fervent wish, but now the thought of it not happening felt like a disaster. They were already in too deep, and everything would collapse if it didn’t work. And if they couldn’t find the evidence, Muheun would be the one in serious trouble.“…”Seungjoo didn’t want to voice his fears, but the question rose to his throat as he looked at Muheun with anxious eyes. What if his spiritual vision didn’t reopen—what then? Muheun, seeing Seungjoo’s worry, simply smiled gently.“It’s fine.”“…”“Don’t worry.”Muheun’s light voice was reassuring and sounded utterly convincing. As if there was no problem at all, he casually shrugged while closing the pill bottle.“There are still other ways… and even if your spiritual vision doesn’t reopen, it’s not an issue. I’ll find the evidence myself.”He finished his sentence as if speaking to himself, even adding that he’d actually prefer it that way.“But then I wouldn’t be able to read memories,” Seungjoo pointed out.Hadn’t they said they needed to uncover the root cause, not just the evidence? Without being able to see the memories of Gwimae, they wouldn’t be able to overhear their conversations.Yet, Muheun once again calmly replied, “Seungjoo, if you read memories, I’ll see the future.”Muheun didn’t often talk about his ability. Though everyone knew he could see the future, he wasn’t fond of his power. So when Seungjoo’s eyes widened at Muheun’s words, Muheun reached out and gently stroked Seungjoo’s cheek.“So don’t make that face. Nothing’s gone wrong.”“…”His familiar touch tenderly cupped Seungjoo’s face. What kind of expression had he been making? He’d tried to hide his emotions, but they must have shown through. Or perhaps it was just that Muheun knew him so well.“How about we try a different method?” Muheun asked, his voice soft and suggestive, somehow making the question sound far more intimate than it was. It could have been the secretive tone or maybe the playful smile on Muheun’s face, but it almost seemed like he was proposing they play some adult game together.“…”Seungjoo, as if entranced, closed his eyes. Muheun’s thumb brushed lightly over Seungjoo’s eyelids, and he could feel him slowly drawing closer. Soon, just as before, their lips met.Through their parted lips, a gentle warmth spread. Muheun’s lips didn’t press further, only lingering there softly. The hand on Seungjoo’s cheek moved to his ear, then trailed down to his neck, caressing him with such tenderness it felt like he might grasp his neck in his large hand at any moment. Though the touch was too gentle for that.Muheun’s hand moved from Seungjoo’s neck to the back of his head, firmly holding him in place. Only then did Muheun slip his tongue past Seungjoo’s lips. The moment Muheun’s soft tongue entered his mouth, Seungjoo’s shoulders twitched reflexively. Even though they had done this many times before, the initial tension never went away.‘Kim Muheun wouldn’t get nervous over something like this,’ Seungjoo thought.He admired Muheun’s relaxed manner, but at times, it made him feel envious. The difference in their ages and the confidence that came with experience only added to his frustration.As Muheun’s tongue slid against his own, Seungjoo instinctively wrapped his arms around Muheun. He hadn’t done it intentionally—it was just something to hold onto. As Seungjoo pulled him close, Muheun lowered himself, placing one knee on the bed to support them.“Hmph.”Muheun’s tongue grazed a sensitive spot, causing Seungjoo to flinch. Despite his reaction, Muheun didn’t back off. Instead, he deepened the kiss, pressing their lips together firmly. Through their locked breaths, cool spiritual energy flowed into Seungjoo’s body, mixing with the warmth of Muheun’s saliva.Muheun always had the scent of the wind about him, and his spiritual energy was no different. It was fresh and invigorating, filling Seungjoo’s body with a sensation of weightlessness.The spiritual energy accumulated in Seungjoo’s lower abdomen, gradually spreading throughout his body, making every nerve hypersensitive.“…”“…”Both of them knew that Seungjoo’s spiritual vision had finally opened. As soon as Seungjoo’s eyes fluttered open, Muheun, who had also opened his eyes, smiled knowingly at him.After transferring his spiritual energy for a while longer, Muheun finally pulled away. The breath he had infused remained inside Seungjoo, and the chill was so intense that even the parts of him still in contact with Muheun felt cold.“What just happened?” Seungjoo asked as soon as their lips parted.Muheun, his dark eyes still on Seungjoo, smiled softly.“It looks like only my spiritual energy works on you.”Muheun’s calm tone provided the answer—only his spiritual energy could unlock Seungjoo’s spiritual sight. Seungjoo wondered about the cigarette smoke from earlier, but the explanation was simple.“That cigarette… was probably made with my spiritual energy too.”“…Your spiritual energy?”“Yeah, the association is conducting clinical trials, so I regularly donate my spiritual energy. But there was a record of some of it being stolen.”That explained why Seungjoo’s spiritual vision hadn’t opened earlier. The pills he took had been made with the spiritual energy of the other members of Team Zero.“So…”“Seungjoo, it seems you can only absorb my spiritual energy.”How could something like that even be possible? Of all people, it was only Kim Muheun’s energy that worked.“…So it really was because of you.”Seungjoo’s voice held a hint of self-deprecation, but there was also another emotion he couldn’t hide. Was it relief? Or perhaps satisfaction? Whatever he was thinking, a flicker of pleasure passed through his eyes.“Seungjoo.”Muheun’s low voice echoed in his ears. He ran his fingers through the back of Seungjoo’s hair, a smile playing at his lips.“Even if you kiss another exorcist, your spiritual vision won’t open.”“…Not that I would.”Seungjoo had never considered kissing someone else to unlock his spiritual vision, not for a second. Yet Muheun seemed pleased at having shut down even the slightest possibility, smiling as he pressed another soft kiss to Seungjoo’s still-wet lips.“So, only do things like this with me.”“…”A strange sensation tickled Seungjoo’s lower abdomen. His chest felt tight, and his stomach seemed to twist with tension. Muheun’s warmth lingered on his lips, leaving the feeling of the kiss all too vivid.“…Is this enough spiritual energy?” Seungjoo asked softly, wrapping his arms more securely around Muheun’s waist. If Muheun was going to say things like “only with me,” he should at least see it through to the end. Cutting it off halfway like this was just torture.“If Gwimae gets stronger again…”Seungjoo didn’t get a chance to finish. Muheun suddenly kissed him again, this time rougher than before, and in an instant, Seungjoo found himself falling backward.“Hm…”By the time he realized it, he was sprawled on the bed. Muheun, no longer as composed as he’d been earlier, was now on top of him, his tongue exploring Seungjoo’s mouth. With both hands planted on the bed and his knees positioned between Seungjoo’s legs, Muheun trapped him firmly in his arms.The gentle control Muheun had over Seungjoo started to vanish. The way he sucked on Seungjoo’s tongue and even turned his head showed just how excited he was. Seungjoo had thought of him as a calm person, but there was nothing calm about Muheun at that moment.When had he gotten so worked up?Seungjoo had only said a few words, so it was hard to pinpoint the moment Muheun had lost his composure. Just a moment ago, they were looking into each other’s eyes, having a conversation, but now, Muheun was acting as if he was ready to devour him.“…Ugh.”Though it was hard to breathe, Seungjoo didn’t mind. He simply wrapped his arms around Muheun’s neck, squeezing his eyes shut. As he accepted Muheun’s tongue for what felt like ages, Seungjoo’s own body started to get impatient.This was different from when he had received spiritual energy before. Back then, his senses had been heightened, but now, even more of his senses were alive. The stimulation felt like it could push his body to respond in ways he couldn’t control.“Mm…”A soft groan escaped Seungjoo’s lips, and Muheun brushed his fingers through his hair in response. It was a gesture meant to soothe, gentle in contrast to the fervent kiss. Muheun’s hand slid down to Seungjoo’s ear, and even that touch felt overwhelmingly stimulating.“…”Seungjoo flinched, his eyelids fluttering as he held onto Muheun tighter. Seungjoo wasn’t small, but in this position, Muheun felt overwhelmingly larger. Of course, there was already a considerable size difference between them.The longer the kiss went on, the more Muheun lowered himself, pressing closer to Seungjoo. When Muheun’s thigh pressed firmly between Seungjoo’s legs, Seungjoo startled and opened his eyes. At that moment, Muheun met his gaze and sucked on Seungjoo’s tongue before finally pulling away.“…You’re hard.”“…”Well, how could he not be? Honestly, there were times when just a touch could get him going. It hadn’t always been this way, but ever since he’d become more aware of Kim Muheun, it had intensified.“Want me to take care of it with my hand?”Seungjoo wanted to ask if Muheun wasn’t hard himself, but Muheun asked first. As Seungjoo panted softly, his brow furrowed, and Muheun’s gaze fell to his wet lips.“Or… my mouth works too.”“…Your mouth?”That was an unexpected option. For someone as inexperienced as Seungjoo, the suggestion sounded almost too lewd. Using his mouth… Just imagining it made Seungjoo’s face flush as he scowled.“Why would you do that with your mouth?”Wasn’t that just too embarrassing? He didn’t think Muheun would actually expect him to do something like that. If Muheun really wanted it, Seungjoo would oblige, but he didn’t want to be the one asking for it.“So you prefer my hand?”Muheun lightly laughed as if he had expected that answer. Even so, there was a subtle hint of disappointment in his eyes that Seungjoo couldn’t understand.“If you’re going to do it, then… yeah, your hand is better.”Seungjoo hadn’t meant to ask for it, but he nodded instinctively. Normally, he might have felt embarrassed, but there was no point in being coy when they’d already seen everything. There wasn’t enough time to go all the way, and honestly, he liked when Muheun did things for him.“Alright, I’ll use my hand.”Muheun pressed a soft kiss to Seungjoo’s lips before lifting himself up. Seungjoo expected him to simply lower his hand, but his eyes widened in surprise when Muheun slid his arms under his armpits and effortlessly lifted him up.“…?”Like handling a child, Muheun easily hoisted Seungjoo up and settled him on his thigh. Muheun sat on the edge of the bed, with Seungjoo now straddling him, both of them facing the same direction. It reminded Seungjoo of how Muheun used to dry his hair when he was younger.“Do we really have to do it like this?”“This is more comfortable.”Muheun’s response was calm as he wrapped his arms around Seungjoo’s waist from behind. He let his hands roam Seungjoo’s stomach for a moment before slowly sliding them lower. His fingers slipped effortlessly under Seungjoo’s waistband, pushing inside his underwear.“Hmph…”Seungjoo’s half-hard member was soon gripped by Muheun’s large hand. Though he had barely squeezed, Seungjoo’s body jerked forward as he instinctively grabbed Muheun’s wrist. Muheun shifted, firmly gripping Seungjoo as he began to stroke him slowly.“Good boy.”“Ah, wait… Haa…”Even though Seungjoo had agreed, the sudden stimulation sent a shiver up his spine. Muheun’s hand, cooled by the spiritual energy, now felt familiar as it gently worked Seungjoo’s length. He applied just the right pressure, occasionally brushing his thumb against the tip.“Hnn… Hyung… Ngh…”Though Seungjoo tried to close his legs, it was impossible to escape Muheun’s hold. With one hand stroking his member and the other wrapped securely around his waist, the more Seungjoo curled up, the tighter Muheun held him.“Haah… Ugh…”Though Muheun wasn’t using much force, Seungjoo’s body felt unusually sensitive. Perhaps it was the lingering effect of that night, or maybe it was simply because he was already familiar with the pleasure Muheun could bring. Pre-cum began leaking steadily from his now fully erect member.“Don’t tense up too much.”Muheun whispered in Seungjoo’s ear before pressing a kiss against it. His lips traveled down to the spot just below Seungjoo’s ear, leaving small kisses as he went. Muheun eventually buried his face in Seungjoo’s neck, taking in a deep breath.“Haa… Ah…”The waistband of Seungjoo’s pants was pulled down, making everything that was happening inside visible. It was almost like Muheun was teaching him how to masturbate, and Seungjoo wasn’t the only one who thought that.“How do you do it when you’re alone?”“Hngh… Ah…”“Like this… with just one hand?”Pre-cum oozing from the tip soaked Muheun’s hand thoroughly. It felt much better now, slippery and slick, compared to the dry friction from before. Seungjoo shook his head, signaling he didn’t understand, but Muheun nuzzled the back of his neck and asked again.“Not with one hand… maybe with both.”“…I don’t… ah… I don’t know…”“If you don’t know, what are we supposed to do?”Muheun’s playful smile seemed teasing, but there was a hint of genuine curiosity behind it. Despite the tone, it felt like he truly wanted an answer. However, it wasn’t exactly the best situation to respond, so all Seungjoo could do was shake his head. Seeing Seungjoo’s reaction, Muheun hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously.“…You’ve, um, masturbated before, right?”What did this guy take him for? Seungjoo wasn’t some clueless kid—he was a fully grown adult who knew what he needed to know. He might not have been particularly interested, but it didn’t mean he was ignorant, and even if he lacked knowledge, instincts would still remain.What did he take him for? Seungjoo wasn’t some clueless kid—he was an adult who knew enough. He might not have been particularly interested, but that didn’t mean he lacked common sense. Even without that, instincts were still there.“Of course I have… ugh…”“Really?”Muheun smiled faintly and lightly sucked the soft skin at the back of Seungjoo’s neck. Seungjoo, feeling ticklish, hunched his shoulders, prompting Muheun to move his lips closer to his ear. In that teasing proximity, an unbearably soft voice whispered.“Ever thought of me while doing it?”“……”Seungjoo couldn’t answer. He couldn’t bring himself to lie, because just as he was about to say no, a memory flashed, causing his conscience to sting. When was it? Maybe it was after a dream with Muheun in it, waking him up in the middle of the night.“So, you have.”Muheun quickly caught onto Seungjoo’s hesitation. His voice dipped lower, causing Seungjoo to stumble over an excuse.“Just once… ah!”Before Seungjoo could finish, Muheun’s grip tightened. It wasn’t exactly painful, but it was enough to snap him back to his senses. Realizing he’d done it unintentionally, Muheun softened his touch and began stroking Seungjoo’s member gently.“Sorry, I’ll kiss it better later.”“God… ugh… you’re insane…”As if Muheun would actually do that. Seungjoo shook his head, trying to signal that it wasn’t necessary, but he knew Muheun wouldn’t stop. Sure enough, Muheun continued, nibbling on Seungjoo’s earlobe while moving his hand more insistently.As if that “kiss it better” thing was going to happen. Muheun really had no shame when it came to saying things like that. Shaking his head in protest was pointless—Seungjoo knew Muheun wouldn’t be swayed. Predictably, Muheun kept nibbling on Seungjoo’s earlobe, while his hand moved with even more persistence.“Ha… hngh… ugh…”The more Muheun’s hand moved, the more the pleasure intensified, sending chills down his spine. Seungjoo twisted his upper body in response to the overwhelming sensations, but there was no escape. If they were face-to-face, he might have been able to push Muheun away, but being held from behind left him completely defenseless.‘…We can’t do this during sex.’If this was happening just from Muheun’s hand, the actual thing would probably be too much. With how stubbornly persistent Muheun could be, he definitely wouldn’t stop unless Seungjoo was really in pain.“Hyung… I’m about to come…”“Yeah, come in my hand.”Seungjoo’s body trembled as it reached its limit. He was teetering on the edge of climax, but Muheun kept teasing, applying pressure to the head of Seungjoo’s length. As he pressed and rubbed it with his palm, Seungjoo gasped for breath, throwing his head back in response to the overwhelming sensation.Seungjoo’s body trembled as it reached its limit. He was on the verge of climax, but Muheun continued to tease him, applying pressure to the tip of his length, rubbing it with his palm. Seungjoo gasped, tilting his head back.“…Hnng.”Just as the wave of pleasure hit him, Muheun used his free hand to turn Seungjoo’s face toward him. Reflexively, Seungjoo tried to bite down on his lip, but instead, he ended up biting down on Muheun’s invading tongue. It must have hurt a bit, but Muheun didn’t seem to care, continuing to stroke Seungjoo’s throbbing length.“Mmngh…”Seungjoo’s erection pulsed as it released streams of semen. Overwhelmed by the intermittent waves of pleasure, Seungjoo let out small groans, his eyelids fluttering. Muheun collected all of the fluid in his hand, just as he’d said. Even after Seungjoo had finished, Muheun continued to kiss him deeply.“…Hah.”When their lips finally parted, they glistened, wet from the kiss. Muheun playfully pecked him a few more times before smirking and whispering softly.“Should I kiss it better now?”“…….”It seemed like he meant he was going to do it with his mouth, so Seungjoo didn’t reply and just raised an eyebrow. His whole body felt weak, and his head fell gently onto Muheun’s shoulder. Of course, Muheun was probably just teasing, so there was no need to outright reject him.“……Hyung, you’re not going to?”Instead, Seungjoo asked something he’d been curious about for a while. Naturally, he was quite excited too. His expression and tone hadn’t changed, but there was a heavy tension between his legs. He hadn’t asked because he wanted to know, but sitting on top of him, he couldn’t help but notice.“I could do it…….”“…….”“Why?”Seungjoo had been about to suggest using his hands instead, but Muheun’s silent gaze made him change his words. It wasn’t like he had said anything particularly shocking, yet Muheun’s expression briefly turned strangely unreadable, as if surprised by Seungjoo’s words.“I can do it too.”As if Muheun thought he couldn’t. But Seungjoo had touched him before, and they’d even done more than that, so he spoke confidently. However, Muheun’s expression softened, as if that wasn’t the issue.“That’s not it… You said that when you were drunk.”“Me?”“Yeah, Seungjoo, you did.”When he was drunk… was it that first time he woke up at Muheun’s house? It was one of those days he couldn’t even remember. Every time Muheun opened his mouth, new details emerged.“So, did I do it back then?”“No, I wouldn’t make you do that.”Muheun responded gently and kissed Seungjoo on the cheek. With the hand that wasn’t covered in, he helped Seungjoo straighten his clothes. It was clear he intended to wrap things up.“Later, Hyung. Right now, it’s fine.”As expected, Muheun lightly embraced Seungjoo before letting him go. But not before stealing one more kiss.“Let’s get ready and head out.”* * *When they finished getting ready and stepped outside, just as Muheun had said, a member of the court was waiting. It was an exorcist, dressed in a jet-black robe, standing with his hands clasped behind his back like a prison guard watching over a convict. Startled by the unexpected figure, Seungjoo reflexively bowed politely as he greeted him.“Uh… hello.”“……”The observer glanced at Seungjoo briefly, giving a barely noticeable nod. His face was hidden by a black mask, making his expression appear particularly threatening. It would have been less unsettling if he had said something, but instead, he stared silently ahead, making the situation feel even more tense.“He can’t talk during the trial suspension period,” Muheun explained softly, as if he understood Seungjoo’s discomfort. He nodded toward the observer and wrapped an arm around Seungjoo’s shoulders.“It’s one of the court’s regulations. No talking to the person you’re monitoring.”“So he won’t say a single word for the next two weeks?”“Yeah, probably.”What a strange rule. Seungjoo understood the reasoning behind it, but it still felt awkward.“I feel like a criminal.”“It’s similar. They’re monitoring you to make sure there’s no tampering with the evidence.”At least the observer wasn’t monitoring inside the dorms, which was a relief. Seeing Seungjoo’s uncomfortable glance toward the observer, Muheun casually added, “When we go outside, he’ll stay out of sight, so you don’t need to worry.”“Wow, that’s actually worse—having him hidden.”“Really?”“Of course.”It was easier to be aware of someone if they were right in front of you. The thought of being watched from somewhere unseen was far more unsettling. Maybe the whole point was to catch them off guard by making them lower their defenses.“Would you prefer him to stay visible, then?” Muheun teased, but once again, there was no response. The observer just gave him a look, as if to ask why someone who knew better would say such a thing. It was a different reaction from when Seungjoo had greeted him cluelessly.“If it bothers you that much, just pretend he’s not there. It’s just a formality,” Muheun reassured, though Seungjoo, looking somewhat uneasy, nodded. He wasn’t a criminal, so there was no reason to feel nervous, but it was hard to shake the discomfort.“And it’s nothing compared to the Association President. That guy’s probably monitored even when he sleeps.”“Yeah, that’s true.”Seungjoo was starting to realize just how serious this situation was. He hadn’t fully understood at first because Muheun had handled everything so quickly, but the incident had clearly caused a major disruption within the Association.“So are the three of us going to capture Gwimae?”“No, I’ll be bringing someone to help.”Muheun explained that they’d be meeting someone at the rendezvous point, someone who could help gather evidence. Seungjoo had no doubt that this person would be essential in finding Gwimae.Seungjoo nodded and then asked what had been on his mind.“Where are we going?”He had only heard something about “the Association President’s path,” but not the exact location. Though, he had a rough idea. Gwimae was born in nature, so perhaps a mountain or the sea. Just as Seungjoo was mulling over these possibilities, Muheun smiled and answered.“It’s a place you know very well, Seungjoo.”* * *The gate was tightly closed. Above it was a CCTV camera and a weathered sign. Tall walls lined with ivy vines stretched alongside. The familiar, almost tiresome scenery left Seungjoo speechless as his lips parted in surprise.“…Haeyeon High School?”[Haeyeon High School]— The sign made it clear. This was none other than Seungjoo and Muheun’s alma mater. The place where all the children from both of their families had attended. Although Seungjoo’s older siblings hadn’t graduated, he himself had finished just a few months ago.Seungjoo had never visited the school at night, but now he found himself there with Muheun.“We’re going to our school?” Seungjoo asked, his voice still filled with disbelief.Muheun didn’t answer, simply shrugging his shoulders as he looked around. Unlike Seungjoo, who had only just graduated, it had been nearly ten years since Muheun had set foot here, and the school seemed unfamiliar to him now.“This place was part of the Association President’s close activities.”Just as Muheun had said, there was no way Seungjoo could have been unfamiliar with this location. It was darker than he was used to seeing, but it hadn’t suddenly become a foreign place. If he were honest, he was still more used to school meals than university food.“Isn’t it too much to release the seal in a place like this?”The high school wasn’t on break, so during the day, the campus would be filled with students. Seungjoo’s university had also experienced a seal-breaking Gwimae attack, but this felt even more serious. If something went wrong, all the students here could be in danger.“Well, for now, we’re just here to check. I doubt the President would personally visit; he’d probably send one of his subordinates.”It wasn’t strange that Haeyeon High School was part of the route the team had investigated. Haeyeon High was managed by the Exorcism Association, and the President made regular visits. However, the part that Muheun found odd wasn’t this.“Normally, visits to Haeyeon High are officially recorded. But according to our investigation, one of the President’s subordinates visited without leaving any record, unofficially. I hope it wasn’t my brother, but… who knows what they might have done.”Muheun seemed to hope that they wouldn’t find the Gwimae tonight. Even so, his expression remained grim, likely because they couldn’t be sure what had happened. Plus, Muheun’s instincts were usually sharp.“Let’s go inside and take a look. If there’s nothing, we’ll move to the next location before sunrise.”It wouldn’t take more than an hour to search the entire school. Even if they had to set up a barrier just in case, Muheun’s skills meant two hours at most would be plenty. There was still a long time before sunrise, so even if this turned out to be a waste of time, they could save enough time to head to the next location.“How are we getting inside?”The front gate was clearly locked, and climbing over it seemed impossible with the CCTV watching from above.Just as Seungjoo was thinking this, a calm voice suddenly broke into his thoughts.“We have to jump the wall.”“…!”Startled, Seungjoo quickly spun around. The voice hadn’t come from Muheun, who was standing next to him. His reaction was so dramatic that the person who had spoken was taken aback, eyes widening in surprise.“Did I scare you?”The person who had apologized gave an awkward smile, winking playfully. As soon as his eyes crinkled into a smile, deep dimples appeared on both of his cheeks. Recognizing the familiar face, Seungjoo called his name, still sounding surprised.“…Kim Muryeong?”It was none other than Muryeong—Muheun’s younger brother and Seungjoo’s longtime friend. He had graduated from Haeyeon High with Seungjoo earlier that year, and the last time Seungjoo had seen him was before the university summer break started. Although it hadn’t been that long, seeing him now felt like it had been much longer since they used to see each other daily.“Why are you here?”“Huh?”When Seungjoo asked in confusion, Muryeong tilted his head slightly, glancing at Muheun. It seemed like he was silently asking, “Didn’t my brother tell you?” But soon, Muryeong turned back to Seungjoo, seemingly unconcerned.“I heard my brother was investigating Haeyeon High, so I offered to help. I heard about the trial too.”There was no way Muryeong hadn’t heard about the incident that caused such a stir in the Association. Plus, if they were sneaking into the school at night, Muryeong was the perfect person to help.“I’m good at jumping over walls,” Muryeong admitted with a bashful smile. His innocent face didn’t match his confession, which sounded more fitting for a petty thief.The chapters have been revised, edited, and compressed, and the complete main story has been released for free, as I’m concerned it might be taken down or worse. I didn’t want to disappoint the readers, so I apologize for any inconvenience, and I hope you enjoy reading the complete story! The side stories will be coming soon, so don't worry~