Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 147

Since the practicals, Bang Haeun had been spending hectic days.

— Handle the cleanup yourself.

These were the orders that had come down from her parents. A command for Bang Haeun to retrieve the gauntlet on her own.

‘Good to be an only child.’

It had been worth eliminating the seven siblings in advance. If even one more child had existed, her parents would have abandoned Bang Haeun and given the opportunity to another sibling.

‘Still, I can’t let my guard down.’

Her mother was still young enough to have children. She needed to demonstrate her abilities to the fullest to recover from this mistake and prove her value.

Bang Haeun moved both covertly and meticulously.

Before long,

theft incidents occurred throughout the academy.

Valuable items disappeared the moment eyes turned away, and the victims were all people who shared classes with Yeon Sora or belonged to the same dormitory.

Posts quietly began appearing on the General Forum painting Yeon Sora as the thief.

— Saw someone demanding their belongings back from Yeon Sora in the cafeteria today

— Was it Bang Haeun?

— No, Bang Haeun’s famous, but there are others too.

— I counted at least 24 people

— But why blame Yeon Sora? Aren’t the lost items a bug?

— It’s a bug that only happens around Yeon Sora though, hmm…

— Don’t know what it is, but there’s definitely something….

Humans don’t move unless they suffer losses personally. So Bang Haeun decided to increase the number of victims who’d suffered direct losses. Moreover, she’d arranged the situation so the victims would have no choice but to report Yeon Sora.

‘This way, even if they don’t think Yeon Sora’s the culprit, they’ll report her.’

Losses from bugs aren’t covered by insurance, but theft caused by humans receives partial compensation.

This was why Bang Haeun had conducted theft incident interviews and feature articles all this time. While this evidence couldn’t prove Yeon Sora’s guilt, it was enough grounds to report Yeon Sora as the thief.

Anyone who wanted insurance money would definitely report her.

When dozens, hundreds of people reported Yeon Sora, a formal investigation would proceed. Investigators would thoroughly search Yeon Sora’s inventory, movements, and everyone she’d contacted, and in that process, they’d discover Bang Haeun’s gauntlet.

Everything was perfect.

All that remained was waiting.

Yeon Sora uploaded her video around that time.

‘Stupid bitch.’

Bang Haeun sneered.

A shameless attitude, selfish excuses, a video spewing impulsive subtitles. It was so foolish how she carved away her own credibility, she even felt disgusted.

Like a malfunctioning machine, Yeon Sora churned out low-quality videos haphazardly, and before long began mass-producing bizarre tests as well, occupying the General Forum.

The flood of content buried the theft incidents completely, but—

‘What, was mass production all she could think of?’

Bang Haeun was confident.

Humans who suffer economic losses gain superhuman persistence and patience. The theft victims would definitely attack Yeon Sora again. Bang Haeun just had to wait.

From that point, contact from her parents became sparse, but she thought there must be other circumstances.

Then one day, as Bang Haeun walked through the dormitory corridor, a janitor approached her.

“Foolish child, you still haven’t realized your mistake.”

She was about to get angry at how some menial worker dared speak to her.

“Retrieving the holy relic isn’t the only way to handle cleanup.”

Familiarity oozed from the middle-aged man’s attitude and tone of voice she’d never seen before.

“F-Father?”

Bang Haeun reflexively lowered her gaze to the floor and chewed over the words she’d just heard.

— You still haven’t realized your mistake. Retrieving the holy relic isn’t the only way to handle cleanup.

Only then did she discover what she’d missed.

Bang Haeun had said she’d ‘received the gauntlet from her parents.’ If by chance the gauntlet’s true identity was exposed, she would drag her parents into this.

When the item was lost, the first thing she should have done was… say the first statement was a lie, the gauntlet was actually something a strange person gave her, she didn’t even know what it was—that kind of excuse.

She should have handled cleanup to prevent any damage to her parents by any means necessary, but she’d missed that.

“If you give me just a little more time…”

“You get three mistakes.”

Her father didn’t even give her a chance to make excuses.

Sssssss—

The janitor’s shadow reflected on the floor moved eerily. The shadow flickering chaotically like a candle flame detached completely from the main body and approached Bang Haeun.

It was like a being with its own will. The black presence drove its nails into Bang Haeun’s feet, then slowly climbed upward like ascending a tree.

A chilling coldness penetrated her skin and seeped into her bones. It felt like being frozen solid and trapped in a glacier. She couldn’t move a single finger.

“Return home.”

Yet Bang Haeun’s body was waving her hand, issuing an eviction order to the janitor.

‘This is Father’s ability?’

She didn’t know her father’s ability in detail. However, judging by the current situation, it resembled being possessed by an evil spirit. Breaking free from this restraint would require considerably high-level purification magic.

‘Father, please, give me one more chance…’

Even begging brought no response.

Her father, borrowing Bang Haeun’s body, visited Yeon Sora every day, pleading in disheveled form.

“Give it back, please…”

A face crusted with sleep from not washing. Tangled, matted hair. Anyone could tell she wasn’t in her right mind.

Acting out the increasingly crazed Bang Haeun, Father eventually stormed into the library and staged a hostage situation.

“Hand over Yeon Sora. Or… you’ll die.”

Cadets trembled as they stared only at Bang Haeun’s left hand.

‘What should we do?’

‘Shouldn’t someone snatch it?’

‘We should wait for a professor.’

‘At 2 AM?’

‘Just get down for now!’

Yellow sparks inside a transparent sphere. It looked exactly like a lightning orb, an explosive item, but this was fake.

A deception using an illusion formula precisely carved into glass, but it was too complex for freshmen to see through.

“If you don’t come out while I count to three… you die.”

Her father held the fake bomb in one hand and sharp glass in the other, calling for Yeon Sora. Yeon Sora was hiding behind Yeom Juwan’s body.

“One.”

Yeon Sora squirmed and stuck her hand into Yeom Juwan’s pocket. She seemed to be plotting something again, but nothing she tried would work.

Because her father’s goal wasn’t bomb terrorism.

Much less harming Yeon Sora.

“Two.”

Yeon Sora pulled out a toy gun and fired.

Bang! Bang!

Two small BB pellets struck Bang Haeun’s body. As she wondered what kind of trick this was, an unbelievable thing happened.

‘Father is… being purified?’

The shadow thrashed violently where the bullets hit. A silent thrashing that conveyed agony.

Movement similar to putting a plastic bag over a human’s face. The shadow seemed to desperately flail its claws to survive, but—

Sssss—

Soon it began evaporating bit by bit. As the shadow gradually faded, sensation returned starting from her navel.

Suddenly losing strength, her body pitched forward.

Crash!

“Aaah! It’s a bomb!”

“Yeon Sora, you crazy!”

“Should we run… ?”

“…?”

“…?”

The fake bomb in her left hand fell, drawing everyone’s attention there.

Her father’s presence could now only be felt in her right hand. The hand gripping the sharp glass craft descended toward Bang Haeun’s neck.

Thud—

The glass missed its target and embedded in her padding. The control seemed poor, but the right hand her father controlled aimed for her neck once more.

‘This time I’ll really die!’

This was her father’s real goal.

Making Bang Haeun commit suicide before Yeon Sora’s eyes.

This incident would attract attention, and during the investigation, cadets would testify that ‘Bang Haeun was under extreme stress from losing the heirloom gauntlet.’

Her parents arriving at the scene would wail, saying they were hearing about a gauntlet or heirloom for the first time.

No one would suspect parents who’d just lost their child. There would be no damage to her parents. Except having to wait another 17 years for the next child to become an adult.

Yeon Sora would also carry a lifelong label. The label of a vicious bitch who drove another cadet to death.

That one thing at least pleased her.

Just as she smiled and was about to end her short life—

Clang—

Roll roll—

The glass in her right hand disappeared. Someone had kicked it away.

She’d brought the bomb for distraction… but there was someone who wasn’t deceived and kept watching Bang Haeun.

And that person of all people…

* * *

“Safe!”

When I kicked away the dangerous glass, Bang Haeun closed her eyes and lost consciousness just like that.

“What do you mean safe! Are you crazy? We all could have died!”

I spread my arms and held a modest celebration ceremony, when Seong Hayul approached and smacked my back.

Hey, your hand hurts.

I quickly took refuge behind Juwan and Boram.

“Everything worked out fine.”

“Why’d you step in at two!”

“Fighting’s all about the first strike!”

“Did you even know the bomb was fake?”

“Of course!”

“How?”

“She brought both a bomb and knife, right? If she’s going to die with everyone, just the bomb is enough—why bother bringing a knife?”

“……”

Seong Hayul wore a blank expression for a moment, then twisted her face again.

“How does someone like you score 20 points on all subjects!!!!”

I ignored Seong Hayul’s grumbling and winked at Yeom Juwan.

‘My baby, good job!’

The forced education in the secluded training room had been effective. Juwan didn’t try to save me. He endured with all his willpower.

“I told you, right? If I don’t run, it’s safe.”

“Ah… uh…”

“Even if it’s hard to believe, you have to trust me unconditionally!”

Just explaining the situation with words would’ve invited various questions and wasted time.

Even if it’s unbelievable, you must trust my words unconditionally. The process of learning this through repeated training is important.

Anyway, the situation concluded safely.

“What on earth happened?”

“Bang Haeun… was she really that crazy?”

“I thought it was a real bomb and nearly had a heart attack.”

“But just now, she tried to commit suicide, right?”

Cadets clutched their chests and began deducing the situation.

Han Boram and Seong Hayul went to fetch Gyeon Junhwi, and Yeom Juwan was checking if anyone was hurt.

As for me?

|Yeon Sora| Researcher-nim, are you at the medical wing right now?

I sent a message to the mad scientist unnie.

I’m going to take Bang Haeun to the medical wing, her parents will arrive soon too, and so on—after conveying the information, this response came back.

|Cheon Ari| I’m heading there now, so please stall for exactly 30 minutes.

Stalling for time wasn’t difficult. Questions were pouring in from everywhere anyway.

“But Yeon Sora, how did you know Bang Haeun would commit suicide?”

“Because killing me is less profitable than dying in front of me.”

“Huh? Why?”

“She can’t escape far even if she takes me hostage since Yeouido’s a barrier zone, right? Can’t find what she’s looking for even if she kills me.”

“It could be revenge!”

“If revenge is the goal, dying because of me has better effect than killing me.”

“You calculated all that in such a short time?”

As if. I just acted believing the single fact that the mastermind’s specialty is discarding dogs after the hunt. Right now I’m just making stuff up to kill time.

After about 30 minutes of Q&A, Gyeon Junhwi joined us and our group carried Bang Haeun.

The scientist unnie was waiting at the medical wing.

“Lay her here! Let me take a look!”

Unnie examined the wound on Bang Haeun’s neck, then turned her body sideways and flipped her over, checking her overall condition.

Then she returned her to the original position, and blood began flowing from Bang Haeun’s neck.

“Th-this! An anti-coagulation formula? Do you know what weapon this cadet used? Any cursed energy?”

“I don’t know?”

“Nurse Park! Bring a coagulation band here! At this rate… this cadet will die in a few minutes! Bring all available blood for transfusion!”

Suddenly the atmosphere turned into an emergency room.

She was definitely fine just moments ago…

Before long, the nurse returned with a pale face.

“T-Teacher… w-we don’t have Bang Haeun cadet’s blood.”

“What does that mean?”

“Th-the blood storage door was left open, and u-unfortunately it was the one storing AVH+ blood…”

“How long was the door open?”

“About 35 minutes.”

“That level of exposure makes it contaminated and unusable!”

“I-I’m sorry!”

“Hurry and contact other places!”

“B-but… this blood type is so rare…”

“At this rate, this cadet dies! What about the parents? Did you contact them?”

“Yes! Th-they’re c-coming now!”

“Hurry and contact them again to ask the parents’ blood type! If it’s AVH+, at least one of them will definitely have the same blood type! Quickly! It’s urgent!”

“Y-yes… yes!”

Watching this entire process, I barely suppressed the urge to applaud.

Bang Haeun’s parents have to donate blood the moment they arrive. This whole process was so natural it was chilling.

‘As expected, veterans are different!’

Truly befitting an intelligent criminal who founded a blood bank and siphoned blood nationwide.

I’d thought stealing the mastermind’s blood would be the hardest part, but I didn’t even need to help.

Unnie wrapped a peculiar bandage around Bang Haeun’s neck and nodded at us.

“Cadets should head back now! I’ll handle it from here!”

In the midst of that, she winked at me, and I answered with a wink of my own.

‘I kept my promise, so now it’s unnie’s turn?’

Unnie will obtain Bang Haeun’s parents’ blood, conduct various experiments to discover the mastermind’s abilities, and share that information with me. I just need to receive that and pass it to Gyeon Junhwi.

But…

This means I don’t really need to meet the parents, do I?