Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 13

I’ve heard that humans unleash their maximum potential in moments of crisis.

Should I call it survival instinct?

That instinct is currently operating my brain at full power. Thanks to that, I could grasp the current situation at rapid speed.

Who?

The only person who would do something like this is Gyeon Junhwi.

How?

Gyeon Junhwi secretly collected goblin blood while taking advantage of the chaos during the outbreak cleanup.

Goblin blood becomes a terrifying stink bomb when combined with sugar. And the waiting room is fully stocked with sugary snacks.

It seems Gyeon Junhwi has no intention of simply waiting for me to stay holed up in the bathroom.

Deciding on a fox den strategy, he manufactured a goblin stink bomb and is waiting for me to crawl out on my own.

Can I endure this stench?

I won’t last long.

I’m holding my breath now, but just from briefly smelling it earlier, tears are already pouring out and my stomach is churning.

The plan going forward?

Running away or hiding is impossible.

I have to respond to Gyeon Junhwi’s ‘Suspicious Extra-ssi, let’s have a little chat’ Q&A session.

I just need to hold out until Yeom Juwan comes to get me.

Probability of success?

I’m a devoted reader who binge-read this work 33 times, and Gyeon Junhwi is my #1 bias.

I know Gyeon Junhwi’s personality and tendencies, usual strategies, way of thinking, habits, preferences… every single thing without exception.

I need to use that.

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My brain is spinning at a furious speed. It’s a rotation speed that even surprises me.

Could it be that I’m actually pretty smart?

It’s just that I haven’t had much use for it, but when I actually use it, maybe I’m quite clever.

Anyway, thanks to that, I’ve roughly set up a strategy.

Now it’s the decisive battle.

Having steeled my resolve, I kicked open the bathroom door.

“Urp! Urp!”

As I resumed breathing, dry heaves kept rushing at me like hiccups—I feel like I’m dying.

This is really too much…

As I’m clutching the ground and crying,

“Yeon Sora?”

A handsome man with black hair and red eyes approached me.

“Are you okay?”

Gyeon Junhwi is hatefully wearing a face of genuine concern.

You, really!

If you weren’t my bias, we would’ve started with me punching you.

* * *

Gyeon Junhwi supported me to a clean zone safe from the monster stench.

I’m still retching.

Even though I’ve breathed clean, fresh air, my face is covered in tears and my body is wobbling like overcooked kimchi.

“The smell really is terrible. What could have happened?”

Seeing Gyeon Junhwi’s innocent tone makes my fists tremble on their own.

You did it, you!!

“You look really unwell. Should I take you to the medical room?”

“Urp!”

I shook my head vigorously to express my opposition.

Did you think I wouldn’t know your scheme?

This child isn’t trying to take me to a doctor out of concern.

During that long time going to the medical room, he’s planning to slowly interrogate me about my identity.

“This won’t do. Let’s go to the medical room.”

Screw it.

I just plopped down and became a piece of gum stuck to the floor.

No matter what happens, I have to hold out here.

‘If I drag this out, it’ll be disadvantageous.’

I did devise a strategy of sorts, but since it’s a hastily made one, it’s full of holes.

I need to strike fast and retreat fast.

“Is it even hard to walk?”

Gyeon Junhwi is looking at me with eyes that have gathered all the world’s worries and concerns.

He was so cold before the awakening test, but now he’s so warm it’s practically hot.

His worried expression is so convincing that even knowing all the facts, I feel like I’m about to be fooled.

“Your complexion has improved a lot. Can you speak?”

Shake shake.

“If you can’t even speak, we really should go to the medical room. If it’s really hard, I can carry you on my back.”

Shake shake.

“It might be a serious symptom. At times like this, it’s accurate to have a doctor look at you.”

If I keep my mouth shut, he’s going to carry me by force.

I had no choice but to open my mouth.

“If I go without saying anything… Juwan will… get angry.”

Then, another window floated before my eyes.

【Intimacy has been established with a character.】

【Would you like to check now? Y/N】

Why is this appearing here?

I desperately want to check, but right now I don’t have the mental space to look away.

No sooner had I minimized the window than Gyeon Junhwi’s face came into my field of vision.

“You can speak? That’s a relief.”

His elongated Eastern-style eyes curve into a pretty half-moon shape.

Even in this situation, he’s pretty.

It’s a fatal eye-smile that paralyzes reason.

Strangely enough, when I look at Gyeon Junhwi’s entire face, there’s an innocent and clean atmosphere, but only his eyes overflow with decadent beauty.

Should I call it a contradictory appearance where pure beauty and decadent beauty coexist?

And when he adds that eye-smile, the pheromones…

‘Snap out of it!’

I pinched the back of my hand to regain my reason.

I must not trust that smile.

When Gyeon Junhwi smiles with his eyes like that, it means he’s pulling some trick behind the scenes or subtly digging a trap.

Sure enough.

My baby immediately brought up the main point.

“But what an incredible coincidence.”

“What is?”

“Just like you said, an outbreak really happened, didn’t it?”

“Ah… I was surprised too.”

“It really gave me chills.”

The temperature of Gyeon Junhwi’s eye-smile changed.

“A girl I met for the first time today suddenly approaches and brings up an outbreak, and then an outbreak really happens inside the Tower. We were both even at that scene. With this much coincidence, don’t you think it’s more like fate?”

Among the numerous people in the waiting room, I happened to go find the possessor and talk to him.

I made a sudden confession to a first-time acquaintance about dreaming of an outbreak, and even appeared at that outbreak scene slamming down flame spears.

It would be shameless to keep insisting this is all coincidence.

That’s what Gyeon Junhwi is saying with his bright smile.

I steadied my mind and prepared myself mentally.

‘From now on is important.’

I know my baby’s behavior patterns well.

When even a slightly suspicious person appears, Gyeon Junhwi ambushes them like this, shakes them down thoroughly, and checks if any plot hooks fall out.

If there are plot hooks? → Observe closely for a long time.

If there are no plot hooks? → It’s uncomfortable, so eliminate them.

The elimination method varies by grade, but for the current Yeon Sora, it’ll probably be ‘expulsion.’

Subtly creating incidents, manipulating situations, framing someone, and getting them expelled is nothing to Gyeon Junhwi. Several villains actually disappeared that way.

Anyway, what I need to do right now is become ‘an extra connected to plot hooks’ instead of ‘an uncomfortable extra.’

“Actually…”

When I made a quite serious expression and paused, Gyeon Junhwi pricked up his ears.

“I don’t know if you’ll believe me, but this isn’t my first time with something like this. I sometimes dream about things that will happen in the future.”

“…!”

Gyeon Junhwi reacts to the keyword ‘dream about the future.’

My baby is smart, so he’ll understand right away, right?

In <On the Brink of Destruction>, prophets who dream of the future exist.

They’re people who awaken foresight, prophecy skills, etc., and since this skill is a passive trait, they experience déjà vu even before awakening.

This is my new strategy.

I’m planning to become a prophet (limited to Gyeon Junhwi).

Having already spouted the bullshit ‘I dreamed of an outbreak’ at our first meeting, this was the only setting that at least maintains plausibility.

‘Because it’s true that I know the future.’

I’m a devoted reader who read the novel to the end.

Since I know what will happen in the future, I can at least imitate a prophet adequately.

‘There’s even no fear of being caught.’

In <On the Brink of Destruction>, there are exactly 3 people who see the future, and among them, 2 already have affiliations and the remaining one never appeared until the ending.

Gyeon Junhwi searched with all his heart and soul for the 3rd prophet until right before destruction, but ultimately failed to find them.

In other words, even if I impersonate a prophet, the probability of the real one appearing is extremely low.

“……”

Gyeon Junhwi is diligently chewing over my bombshell statement.

I can roughly guess what he’s pondering.

– If Yeon Sora is really a prophet, why didn’t she appear in the original work?

I’ve prepared an answer for this too.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“What you said before the test… helped in many ways.”

Here I’ll look at a distant mountain for a moment with a wistful expression.

“Most people just laugh off what I say. But you were… different. Thanks to that, I could muster courage. That’s why I survived.”

It’s a bit rambling, but the point of what I want to say is this:

‘This is all because of you!’

Right, the reason Yeon Sora survived is the butterfly effect.

Gyeon Junhwi also wrapped up the regressor’s doubts with ‘butterfly effect’—is there a law saying I can’t do it too?

Since it might be confusing, shall I organize the setting once more?

I’m a pitiful prophet who dreamed that an outbreak would happen inside the Tower.

For a nightmare, it was an excessively vivid dream.

I told people around me about the dream, but everyone just laughed it off and didn’t believe me.

Saying an outbreak could never happen inside the Tower. (In reality, the Tower outbreak was the first of its kind.)

I was persuaded by their logic and dismissed it as a nonsense dream, but the anxiety didn’t disappear.

How anxious must I have been to confess about the dream to a boy I met for the first time in the waiting room?

But that boy didn’t laugh it off.

Instead, he interrogated me in detail about what kind of monsters came out in the outbreak.

As if he believed that dream!

So the future prophet came to consider the slight possibility that her dream might be real, and faced the crisis in a prepared state.

I haven’t worked out the details of this part yet, but anyway! The conclusion is!

The original Yeon Sora died without even awakening because she didn’t believe her dream, but now she believed the dream and survived.

Why?

Because of Gyeon Junhwi!

Because a butterfly effect occurred due to the possessor!

It feels like I’m forcing things together somehow, but so what?

Originally, anything can be a nose ring if hung on the nose, an earring if hung on the ear, a necklace if hung on the neck.

And if we’re talking about being forced, Gyeon Junhwi’s answer to Ki Hyeonmin was also forced.

What’s needed is confidence, and shamelessness!

Right, I’m alive because of you. Will you let me go now?

Did my quick thinking work? Gyeon Junhwi’s face changed subtly.

Then,

“Yeon Sora!”

I heard the voice of salvation.

My soul’s gum, Yeom Juwan, appeared.

“Hey, why’s your face like that? Were you crying?”

Having confirmed the tear stains on my face, Yeom Juwan’s face twisted viciously.

Soon, Yeom Juwan glared sharply at Gyeon Junhwi, presumed to be the cause of my tears.

“Did you do this?”

He’s not intimidated at all even facing Gyeon Junhwi, who’s at least a head taller than him.

As expected of our baby tiger, overflowing with spirit!

But I can’t let a fight break out between my babies.

“Juwan, it’s not like that.”

I roughly summarized and explained the facts: that a suspicious stench wafted from the bathroom, and Gyeon Junhwi was helping support me.

Then Yeom Juwan completely changed his attitude.

“Sorry for misunderstanding. And thank you.”

Having politely apologized to Gyeon Junhwi, Yeom Juwan turned back to me.

“It’s our turn next. Let’s go.”

There were many twists and turns, but I’ve overcome the most important crisis for now.

I looked at Gyeon Junhwi and gave him the warmest smile I could manage.

Junhwi, see you next week!