Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 113

I struggled to carry the fainted Boram and laid her on the bed. I’m wondering whether I should use a potion to wake her, but I’m hesitating a bit because of what Professor Joo said.

— Incapacitation skill isn’t a technique that attacks the nerves. It’s closer to returning someone to a neutral state where no strength enters at all. Similar to a deep sleep state where brainwaves, heartbeat, and breathing slow to extreme levels.

He explained it as deep sleep, not fainting.

‘Can I trust those words….’

From Professor Joo’s perspective—knocked out by a freshman—the label of deep sleep rather than fainting would at least save some face. However,

‘There’s a possibility it’s true.’

Professor Joo is an advisory professor consulting for the Napping Club. Though a bit petty, he’s not the type to care about appearances or formalities.

Plus Yeon Sora has the rare condition called Sleeping Beauty disease, so deep sleep has credibility too.

After weighing it for a while, I decided to believe in the sleep possibility and didn’t wake Boram. This isn’t some Tower where monsters lurk, and right now happens to be perfect timing when deep sleep is needed.

And the next day,

“S-Sora! G-good morning!!!!”

Boram became unrecognizably energetic.

Her face is practically glowing.

“Sleep well?”

“Y-yes! Best sleep of my life! I… I-I have insomnia so I usually can’t sleep well… I-I’m happy! M-maybe because I’m with you, Sora?”

‘Does deep sleep really have effects?’

Taking a moment to search, I found that deep sleep helps memory and releases growth hormones that heal internal organs, muscles, and tissues. Apparently deep sleep is essential for recovering from injuries.

‘It had this effect too?’

I discovered another application for Incapacitation skill.

Not only can it be transplanted into various weapons, it becomes a trap that knocks out anyone who touches it, plus when used well it’s a sleep aid?

‘This skill is pretty amazing?’

Add just a few more functions and it could rival grasshoppers. Moreover,

‘I can forcibly make my babies sleep?’

This is content I can’t help but be tempted by. My babies are always sleep-deprived.

Ki Hyeonmin doesn’t sleep at all at night, instead doing mana cultivation training. He catches quick naps during mandatory classes or clubs, but recently he hasn’t been sleeping even during class, which worries me a bit.

Gyeon Junhwi is also a serious workaholic who considered sleep a luxury.

In the original too, these two wouldn’t sleep no matter who tried to stop them.

There are sleeping pills in this world, but only oral ones. I can’t secretly feed them to Ki Hyeonmin, who’s sensitive to presence, and Gyeon Junhwi, who has Item Appraisal abilities.

But me?

I can forcibly make my babies sleep just by lightly touching them with the skill or setting up a trap. And send them straight into deep sleep stage that recovers the body.

‘No! Wait, Sora! Think carefully will you?’

I shook my head vigorously and came to my senses.

My babies don’t sleep because of destruction prevention. If I make them sleep arbitrarily, it might disrupt their plans.

Besides, my conscience is shouting.

That forcibly making people sleep is a crime.

‘So this is how it happens….’

I once heard that once you set foot in crime you can’t escape, and I feel like I’ve genuinely entered the wrong path because of the crimes I recently committed.

‘Good heart! Good heart!’

Let me purify myself with our Juwan and Hyeonmin’s angelic hearts!

For that, I decided to briefly borrow the power of tools.

“Boram, can I look at the dolls for a moment?”

“Yeah! Sh-should I take out Junhwi?”

“No, right now I need Hyeonmin and Juwan.”

Our Junhwi would probably encourage the wrong path.

“Here!”

“Thanks!”

Boram handed over the two angels she’d perfectly replicated. Just looking at them makes my chest swell and feel holy!

But that’s only momentary.

“……”

Yeom Juwan’s soft persimmon eyes.

Ki Hyeonmin’s spotless blue eyes.

I couldn’t meet these benevolent gazes for long—eyes that would sacrifice themselves to save everyone—and ended up turning my eyes away.

These dolls are byproducts of crime when you think about it.

‘I should try to become someone not shameful to my biases….’

Actually, my heart isn’t that good or cute. Those admirable, soft emotions are the fan feelings that light fans harbor.

Fangirl devotion is a bit more… twisted desire.

I cherish my biases too much and love them too much. I truly wish for their happiness. But on the other hand… I also want to see them struggle desperately.

In this shitty <On the Brink of Destruction> that no one else can solve, I want them to unleash their abilities freely and shine brighter than anyone. I want them to become the only light in this rotten world. I want to show everyone they’re fundamentally different beings.

Fangirl devotion is that kind of sticky, contradictory heart that desires both my biases’ happiness and their desperation. That’s my true feeling.

“As expected, I’m wrong….”

The lament escaped outside. Hearing that, Boram clenched both fists and looked straight at me.

“N-no! Sora isn’t wrong!”

Eyes filled with absolute trust.

Thanks to that, I remembered an important fact.

‘Right, there was that!!!!’

I’d forgotten, but if I level up, someday I’ll be able to copy Han Boram’s skill too.

Meaning I can use GPS too!

Changing my thinking that way, I can give these figure dolls new purpose. Not byproducts of crime from my sticky dark heart, but essential preparations for destruction prevention.

As proof, I plan to commission exactly one doll each.

If it were because of my ugly fangirl heart, I should commission three for usage, viewing, and collecting… but since this is for salvation, just one each!

“Boram, thank you so much!”

Having masterfully finished packaging, I silenced my conscience’s voice and confidently met eyes with mini Juwan and mini Hyeonmin.

After purifying my mind like that and diligently packing supplies,

Ding-dong—

The bell rang.

The visitor’s identity was Seong Hayul.

“Gyeon Junhwi told me to deliver items.”

Ah, potion delivery?

After obediently guiding Seong Hayul inside, I checked the potion quantity and spread the magic bundle on the ground when Seong Hayul spoke to me.

“But why do you need 103 bottles of potion?”

“Because there are 103 practicals students.”

“R-right! 103 people!”

“That’s not what I mean… can’t we exclude our group from the bug instigators?”

“My skill control isn’t good yet. If I accidentally knock you out, should I not wake you? Then I’ll discount it to 102 bottles.”

“Yeon Sora! You really have a rotten personality, you know?”

“S-Sora isn’t rotten!”

Come to think of it, Seong Hayul’s face looks better too.

She fainted for about two hours yesterday, but seems the Incapacitation skill’s sleep enhancement effect shows even with that much.

That’s not what’s important—I need to pack the potions.

Zzzzip—

I opened the zipper of the magic bundle spread on the floor. This bundle is composed of 9 patches, and when you open the zipper the cloth lifts like a lid revealing expanded space inside. It’s just like a 9-compartment storage cabinet.

I’d already packed necessary items—food, portable tent, medical supplies, grasshopper extermination supplies, Min Dorim’s mana candy, Drone Eye and so on—leaving just one compartment. I put the potion bottles inside and,

Zzzzip—

Close the zipper and it’s just a bundle!!!

It even looks like leather but moves softly like silk. I rolled up the bundle and wrapped it around my neck like a scarf.

“So light!”

After that I shouldered a red backpack. This is a backpack with space expansion magic, for camouflage.

If Yeon Sora walks around empty-handed for a 2-night-3-day stay?

Curious hyenas might suspect Yeon Sora’s scarf. Of course I won’t get robbed, but having a fake can prevent hyena approaches at the source.

“Let’s go!”

After finishing preparations like that and looking at Seong Hayul,

“Where’s your bundle?”

“I don’t plan to advertise it like you?”

“But you brought it, right?”

“Of course! Inside here….”

When Hayul slightly lifted her uniform vest, a bundle wrapped around her waist like a belly band revealed itself.

“Ooh! Good idea! I want to do that too!”

Belly band is better than scarf.

I immediately untied the knot of the cloth around my neck and tried wrapping and winding it around my waist, but this doesn’t work as well as I thought.

“That’s not how you do it! Wait, come here….”

Slap!

I quickly swatted away Seong Hayul’s hand and told her the precautions.

“You absolutely must not touch my bundle.”

“Geez, why? Afraid I’ll pull something?”

“No? If you touch this, you’ll faint.”

If I learned a new function, I should use it right away.

No one can steal my magic bundle.

Because this is a fainting trap.

* * *

After leaving the room, we met Juwan on the first floor of the dorm. We could only reunite with Gyeon Junhwi and Ki Hyeonmin inside the ferry leaving Yeouido.

But Ki Hyeonmin’s appearance is different.

The two swords at his waist… are too plain.

Anyone can see they’re bland, patternless swords made with minimal effort.

“Don’t tell me those are… the basic training swords the academy provides?”

“Correct.”

I forgot.

My baby’s two swords both shattered last time while saving the world….

“S-Sora! It’s okay!”

The moment my legs weakened and I almost collapsed, Boram caught me.

I’m truly a person who deserves to die. Unqualified as a fan. Trash, no, universal waste.

‘Why didn’t I buy him swords!!!! I had money too!!!!’

Mythic-grade is impossible right now, but I could’ve gotten legendary-grade for temporary use… I didn’t even think of it.

But since this kind of self-reproach doesn’t help the future at all, I stood back up.

What’s needed now isn’t self-reproach but swords. Tower’s 1st floor has a weapon shop.

“Junhwi! Do we have time for quick shopping on Tower’s 1st floor?”

“Right now? Won’t that be difficult? Even if we get permission, no shops would be open, right?”

Practicals departure is 7 AM.

A time when most shops won’t even have opened their doors.

“Sorry….”

I couldn’t bear to meet Ki Hyeonmin’s eyes so I lowered my gaze and started reflection mode. But then a low timbre tickled my eardrums.

“Shopping… you want to do? … Now?”

“But shops open from 9:30 so we can’t do it today, sorry….”

“Do you like things?”

“?”

A unique timbre conquered my eardrums. The melody made by slightly raising sentence endings. The pleasant rhythm created by pauses between words.

‘I need to see this!’

Wanting to intuitively grasp what expression he’s making, I dared to lift my head despite being a sinner, and Ki Hyeonmin was looking at me with very serious eyes.

An extremely expressionless yet seriously cute face.

Such a harmful sight even my nano observation broke.

Can’t analyze….

Regardless, Ki Hyeonmin continued his questions.

“You seemed to like Professor Ban’s gift too… do you have material desires?”

“Yeah, that gift was extremely satisfying.”

“Is that item necessary for safety?”

“More than safety, necessity? Convenience? And that feeling unique to limited items, you know.”

Ahem!

I have the ability to understand perfectly even when my baby speaks poorly! This is Ki Hyeonmin’s secret hobby! Desire pyramid climbing game!

Seems he wants to relieve some tension before practicals.

“…You like rare things.”

“Rare items are truth!”

“Is it to receive attention from people around you?”

“No? I’ll keep hiding it though?”

“Then why….”

At my words, Ki Hyeonmin propped his chin and slightly furrowed his brow. Feeling like I’d want to die crushed in that furrow if I kept looking, I turned my head.

Gyeon Junhwi and Yeom Juwan exchanged ‘what on earth are these two talking about’ looks before whispering between themselves.

“That’s rose-colored glasses, I tell you.”

“N-no! S-Sora is kind!”

“Among personalities I’ve seen, she’s legendary level! Snap out of it!”

Han Boram and Seong Hayul are debating Yeon Sora’s evil nature theory.

Sorry Boram… I’m not that kind a person. I’m not that bad either, but… if I had to say, about a repenting sinner level….

While each having such conversations,

“We’ve arrived!”

The ferry arrived at Gongdeok Station.

* * *

After using the Gongdeok Station portal to transfer to the Tower and quickly finishing entry procedures, all practicals students gathered at the village square on Tower’s 1st floor.

The village square has visuals straight out of an RPG game. Massive circular stone flooring. In front of it, Professor Joo’s right-hand TA began explaining.

“This will be your first time using the ‘Lift’! Travel time is 20 seconds, so don’t panic and please stay calm.”

This circular space is the ‘Lift’ that can move to the Tower’s upper floors.

At first glance it looks like anyone can enter, but this is also a transfer zone where bodies get disassembled and transmitted, so the Ten Major Powers manage it.

Full of invisible barriers, only people who received usage approval can use it.

“We’ll enter 50 at a time! After arriving, please immediately exit the transfer zone for the next team! As informed in advance, you absolutely must not leave the dome!”

Additional precautions followed in succession, and cadets divided into two groups.

My babies and I are in the first group.

Upon entering the circular square, green light rose from the edges.

This really feels like entering inside a game!

Wooooong—

Soon pure darkness arrived.

After briefly waiting while calming my pounding heart,

[You have entered 2F]

A guide hologram appeared.

Simultaneously, the 2nd floor scenery greeted us.

‘This is apocalyptic Seoul….’

Though I saw it in the simulation room, direct intuition is truly different. This is Seoul 30 years ago, the hell the <On the Brink of Destruction> worldview experienced.

Massive flames soar throughout the city. Flames dyeing even the sky red.

The red sky has not just one or two torn spaces. Naturally there isn’t a single intact building.

Lightning also falls sporadically here and there.

‘This… is safe, right?’

The transfer zone is covered with a transparent glass dome.

The Ten Major Powers’ barrier is protecting us.

“Please quickly exit the transfer zone for the next team’s movement.”

As instructed, after leaving the circular square, people wearing spacesuit-like suits ran over and handed me a suit too.

“If you all concentrated during class you’ll know, but 2nd floor open areas have too many harmful substances, so you must wear protective suits to move! Boss areas are safe, but during movement, don’t remove this suit no matter what happens!”

I obediently put on the protective suit as instructed. This gives off the atmosphere of everyone going on a Mars expedition together.

Looks like suit colors differ by status too.

Yellow suits are cadets, white suits are TAs, then what are those blue suits….

That question was soon resolved.

“Huh?”

“Sora!”

A blue suit waving hands and approaching me.

The uncle smiling warmly is someone I know.

“We meet again?”

Ha Seonwoo’s right hand, Secretary Uncle.

But what business does he have on the 2nd floor again this time?