Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 151

The mastermind opened the court with a solemn voice as if he were a real judge.

“This interrogation aims to identify and punish perpetrators who inflicted mental suffering on Bang Haeun. Witness Yeon Sora will substitute for defendant Yeom Juwan….”

The occasional glances toward the jury box while reciting the case summary are quite chilling.

Because middle-aged men playing court with mannequins aren’t common.

‘Being alone makes even this scary….’

Come to think of it, I have no memory of going anywhere alone recently.

Yeom Juwan or Ki Hyeonmin provided close escort right beside me… suddenly standing alone before the mastermind, I’m honestly anxious.

But I shook my head left and right and shook off that anxiety.

‘Let’s use this gap to research escape methods.’

I rolled just my eyeballs stealthily and looked around.

There’s no exit. But if I move just five steps to the left, there’s a wall. If I break that black wall with Yeom Juwan’s flame magic and run….

‘…I’d get caught.’

Yeon Sora can’t run. An escape-impossible constitution.

Then knock out the mastermind before breaking the wall….

‘…I don’t have a gun.’

Of all times, I left the gun on the table and didn’t retrieve it.

But feeling the uniform with my left hand, the pocket feels bumpy. Inside the pocket are three bullets I’d made in spare moments but was too lazy to load.

Throw those bullets directly by hand to hit the mastermind…

‘…I can’t do it.’

Yeon Sora’s arms can’t throw. I know because I checked with Professor Joo.

Now I’m out of ideas too.

‘Can I… really do nothing alone?’

Just as my shoulders were about to sag in helplessness, I remembered a very important fact.

I’m a nobody!

It’s natural I can’t do anything!

If this were a shoddy worldview where a nobody like me could escape a mastermind on my own, our Hyeonmin wouldn’t need to regress seven times.

‘The very idea of escaping by my own power is presumptuous!’

This high-difficulty work requires professionals.

My role is to obediently get rescued.

Then whether it’s the chairwoman, Ki Hyeonmin, or Gyeon Junhwi—I should cooperate to make rescuing me easy.

Therefore, I have one job.

Send an SOS signal.

[Communication unavailable in this area]

Naturally DMs are blocked.

What other means do I have to contact outside….

Bang bang!

The gavel sound echoed through my skull.

Coming to my senses and watching the front, the mastermind was glaring at me with fierce eyes.

“Does witness Yeon Sora swear to speak only the truth without hesitation to conscience?”

“…?”

Seems the mannequin play is over.

But a difficult question followed.

I have more than one or two crimes—if I speak the truth in court… I’m finished.

But the mastermind urged again with a solemn gaze.

“Do you swear?”

“Um… what happens if I don’t?”

I threw out the question prepared to get hit once, then squeezed my eyes shut.

But… no matter how long I waited, there was no pain.

Sneakily opening my eyes and watching the front again, the mastermind was looking at me with sushi master eyes.

Meaning eyes looking at live fish thinking ‘how should I slice this into sashimi.’

Honestly a bit scary.

“No, it’s not that I won’t swear. I just want to hear a detailed explanation before making a decision….”

“If you refuse the truth oath, I will summon the original target Yeom Juwan.”

Again no threats or violence.

I have a torture device attached squarely to my hands, but the mastermind didn’t torture me.

So I decided to muster a bit more courage.

“What if. What if I don’t take the truth oath so Juwan gets summoned again—what happens to me? You drop me back on the academy campus, right?”

“……”

“Do you drop me outside Yeouido by any chance?”

“……”

“It’s within the metropolitan area, right? If it’s farther than that, I don’t have fare to get back….”

I tried to extract location information, but going further is impossible.

Because the mastermind is curling his hands into claw shapes like he wants to tear me apart right now.

I squeezed my eyes shut again preparing for approaching pain, but… this time too there was no pain.

‘Not hitting again?’

At this point, it should be seen not as him ‘not’ hitting me but ‘can’t’ hit me. To draw my blood inside the courtroom requires its own procedures and conditions.

I obtained good information, but honestly I’m so scared my pulse is thrashing wildly.

This situation isn’t good for a scaredy-cat like me. If I go further here, I might really collapse…

‘…!’

Thanks to that, a good method came to mind.

A way to send an SOS signal to my babies.

“Does the witness swear to speak only the truth without hesitation to conscience?”

Just as the mastermind forced the truth oath again with a solemn voice.

I lifted both feet from the ground sequentially and rapidly. Meaning I started jogging in place.

Clank!

I tried to circle the courtroom, but the handcuffs on my wrists are fixed to the floor so I can’t go far. So I can only jog in place.

Shaking both hands back and forth regularly, I ran hard—one two, one two.

“Huff! Huff!”

“What are you doing.”

“Exercise! Wait! Huff! Circulate! Huff! My blood! Huff! I’ll take the oath! Huff! With a clear mind! Huff!”

Even doing this much, there’s still no violence.

As expected, my thinking was correct.

For the mastermind to torture me inside this courtroom, I have to personally swear and acknowledge the mastermind’s authority. As long as I don’t do that, I can mess around however much I want.

“Huff! Huff!”

I stubbornly jogged in place under the mastermind’s cold gaze. And that effort was soon rewarded.

[Ding! Ding! Body temperature has risen….]

Crack!

The biometric information and location tracker Professor Ban attached to me rang. It instantly turned to dust and disappeared, but the warning sound rang anyway.

‘Please let my SOS signal get through!’

The mastermind sent a terrifying look, but I made excuses desperately.

“That was a rare item I got as a gift from a professor….”

“……”

But apparently I exhausted all his patience. The mastermind twisted his lips as far as they’d go, then resolutely struck the gavel.

Bang! Bang!

“Due to the witness’s non-cooperation, this interrogation concludes. And I will immediately summon the next subject, Yeom Juwan.”

“Wait! I’ll swear!”

“……”

The mastermind looked at me as if he couldn’t believe me, but I responded with the most sincere eyes possible.

I can’t let him summon Juwan after making the mastermind this furious. Then our Juwan would take the fall for my crimes.

I appealed desperately once more.

“Th-that conscience thing! I’ll speak only the truth!”

“Without hesitation to conscience.”

“Yes, without hesitation to conscience! I’ll speak the truth!”

I hurriedly took the truth oath.

I wondered if this would work, but fortunately the mastermind just breathed loudly several times, then proceeded with the court as originally done.

“Then the interrogation will resume. Witness Yeon Sora, give truthful answers. Otherwise there will be a price.”

“Yes.”

“First question. Do you acknowledge stealing rare items from Bang Haeun?”

But the mastermind’s speaking speed is 1.5x. Earlier he rambled on targeting mannequins, but now he’s clearly hurrying.

‘This means my SOS signal got through, right?’

Then I just need to drag out time without answering questions. Just play word games without interrogation or anything until my babies arrive and rescue me.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t hear properly, so if you could repeat the question once more I’d be grateful….”

But this time the mastermind didn’t indulge me. Twisting one side of his face as far as it would go, he snapped his fingers.

Screeeech—

Then a rusty metal sound rang out as the handcuffs on my wrists and the dog collar on my neck began tightening.

Inside the handcuffs and collar are hedgehog-like needles. Those sharp needles penetrated my skin and gouged straight into my bones.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Raw pain I’ve never felt before.

Screaming while spilling all my tears and snot, the hellish 5 seconds passed and the pain stopped.

The mastermind wore a satisfied look for the first time.

“From now on, tricks will be punished.”

“Yes.”

As expected, this worldview’s villains aren’t easy.

I politely put my hands together and lowered my head. That torture just now—it hurt so much my body still trembles.

“I’ll ask again. Do you acknowledge stealing rare items from Bang Haeun?”

“Yes.”

Click click click!

Suddenly hearing sounds from the jury box, I turned my head to see the mannequins all lifting something in their left hands.

Those are… O/X quiz props. Everyone was holding O. Seems they judge truth and lies with this.

‘If lies are caught, I get tortured.’

Calming my fluttering heart while gulping saliva, the mastermind hurriedly proceeded with the trial or interrogation or whatever.

“Did you target Bang Haeun from the start?”

“Yes.”

“What was your reason for targeting that item?”

‘As expected….’

The mastermind is investigating how I recognized the gauntlet.

‘I can feel it when I touch pure mana’… answering that is dangerous. But if I lie, I get tortured.

“If you don’t answer immediately, there’s a price. What was your reason for targeting Bang Haeun’s item?”

“From the moment I first saw Bang Haeun, I thought she was suspicious. She came to me and told me to be careful of Seong Hayul. Saying Hayul puts on airs and wears a mask and such, something felt off. So I stole items to punish Bang Haeun.”

Click click click!

Feeling like I’d get tortured immediately if I waited longer, I hurriedly spoke, and all the jurors reacted that my words were true.

‘It’s not a lie.’

There’s also the part where I stole items because I disliked Bang Haeun. But it’s also not 100% truth.

The jurors can’t distinguish that.

A bit of hope appears.

“Actually back then, Seong Hayul was being subtly ostracized, you know? I don’t know well since it’s Class A business, but at a glance it seemed Bang Haeun was behind it. Seong Hayul has superior looks and a better family background, right? She’s the daughter of a major corporation potion guild, while Bang Haeun is just a mid-sized guild daughter. Ah, sorry. I don’t mean your guild is just a mid-sized guild, sir! Anyway, so I thought Bang Haeun should pay the price for what she did….”

I poured out words that aren’t lies but also aren’t answers to the question.

The mastermind is fiddling with the gavel, but didn’t press me. Seems he can’t interrupt before I voluntarily finish all answers.

‘Good!’

Let’s drag out time like this by saying things that aren’t lies but also aren’t 100% truth! Until the rescue team arrives!

“So I bullied her step by step. Since Bang Haeun really hated people touching her stuff, I touched the holy sword freely, touched her clothes, touched the gauntlet. Ah! I also hit the holy sword with the toy gun. And I called her name tons in front of the Shapeshifter. But this alone wasn’t satisfying, you know? So I came to think ‘I must execute justice!'”

That moment, I felt a gentle breeze at my toes.

A warm breeze unsuited to this suffocating black space. This refreshingness is… definitely the chairwoman.

The rescue team has arrived right in front!

The mastermind seems to have noticed too.

Bang bang bang!

“This interrogation will enter temporary recess after an interim verdict. Has the jury reached a decision?”

Interestingly, the mastermind is watching the jury’s reaction. Seems it’s a structure where he can only use Authority or power or whatever only after the jury’s permission is granted.

“Does the jury acknowledge that Yeon Sora inflicted psychological suffering on Bang Haeun and drove her to an extreme state?”

Click click click!

I watched the result with my fluttering heart.

Half ‘O,’ half ‘X.’ A close match.

The mastermind, seemingly dissatisfied with that result, turned his head fiercely and glared at me again.

“Yeon Sora. A classmate’s life is in danger because of your actions. Do you feel no guilt about that?”

“I don’t!”

Our Junhwi told me to absolutely not take responsibility for Bang Haeun’s matter. I don’t know what it is, but I have to listen to my baby’s words.

At this, the mastermind made an expression like ‘got you’ and turned toward the jury box.

“Not acknowledging one’s own crimes and avoiding responsibility is also a crime. Yeon Sora maintains an attitude of refusing to acknowledge to the end and shows no sign of remorse. Doesn’t such a person deserve punishment?”

Click click!

The moment several jurors lifted ‘O,’ I reached my hands high into the air and shouted.

“Objection!”

The jury’s movement stopped. If it’s similar to legal dramas, this is probably closing arguments or whatever that thing is.

I appealed fervently to the jury.

“I’m wronged! My bullying and Bang Haeun’s suicide attempt have no connection! Why is it my fault?”

The mastermind seems to be trying to pin responsibility on me somehow, but when it comes to pinning blame, I have my own expertise too.

“Kids naturally fight growing up! Fighting, making up, fighting again—that’s the growing process. But if someone stabs their own neck with a fake bomb after fighting once, who’d dare attend school out of fear?”

Whoooooosh—

The wind that gently rustled earlier was now becoming quite fierce. The chairwoman seems to be smashing this black wall.

The ground and walls both shake as if an earthquake occurred.

Through the fiercely blowing wind, the mastermind’s voice rang out.

“Are you now placing all blame on the victim!”

“What? When did I say that?”

Crrrrrack—

One black wall completely ripped away.

The mastermind desperately grips the gavel while glaring at me, and I met that gaze.

I don’t know what it is, but whoever pins responsibility to the end here is the winner. And when it comes to pinning blame, I’m also close to an expert myself.

“Someone must take responsibility for this incident. You, Yeon Sora, hold the largest share!”

“What kind of bullshit is that? The biggest problem here is you, sir!”

“……”

“No really, how did you raise your kid that she responds like this over losing one item? Didn’t you teach ‘in life you can lose an item or two,’ ‘it’s okay so be at ease’! Didn’t you teach when fighting with friends, ‘try to reconcile,’ ‘that’s how you grow’! Even now! When your kid caused an incident like this, you should hold her hand saying ‘you went through a lot emotionally,’ but a full-grown adult comes to a 17-year-old girl saying it’s your responsibility! This is a problem with home education!!!!”

I shouted hard, but now the wind is so strong I can barely open my eyes.

But,

Click click click!

I heard the sound of jurors lifting O/X boards.