Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 16

‘Did the name come up?’

I rummaged through my memories for a while, but I couldn’t recall plus one’s name.

At least in the sections I have memorized word for word, that information doesn’t exist.

‘I’ll only know this when the text version comes out.’

When Gyeon Junhwi bloomed his second pillar, he received the ability to see others’ status windows and received the text version.

Won’t I be similar?

But the text version drops much later, and I can’t just wait around until then.

It seems I’ll have to run around on my own feet doing culprit hunting.

This is giving me a headache.

‘I’ll think about it later.’

It’s definitely a very important matter, but it’s also something I can’t handle right now.

I decided to boldly set aside worries I couldn’t do anything about and focus on other things.

First, I need to check the window that appeared when I was talking with Gyeon Junhwi earlier!

【Intimacy has been established with a character.】

【Would you like to check now? Y/N】

Right, this!

There was this function too?

【Viewing intimacy with characters.】

▷ Yeom Juwan (Lvl. 99, Intimacy 99%) ▷ Gyeon Junhwi (Lvl. 99, Intimacy -39%) ▷ Ha Seonwoo (Lvl. 79, Intimacy 32%)

A bone-aching number slapped my cheek.

My baby #1, Gyeon Junhwi’s intimacy is…

‘Negative 39?’

This isn’t intimacy, it’s hostility level?

It’s quite a heart-wrenching number, but since our meeting was off-beat from the start, I could vaguely understand.

Right, I’m not hated.

The situation was just like that.

Let’s not take it too much to heart.

And if you hit rock bottom like this, there’s only the way up from here on, right?

Our relationship is bound to develop in an upward trajectory!

‘At least the intimacy with Ha Seonwoo is decent.’

32 can’t be considered a high number either, but compared to -39%, he’s an angel.

After running that positive circuit once, I tried clicking the triangle displayed next to Yeom Juwan’s name.

【There are (62) available skills.】

– Fireball

– Fire Bolt

– Fire Storm

…

This is good.

I was already getting hazy on a few skill names anyway.

I closed Yeom Juwan’s window and clicked on Gyeon Junhwi’s name again,

【Intimacy too low to view.】

【90% or higher intimacy required for skill viewing and skill use.】

The rejection notice stabbed my heart repeatedly.

To soothe my wounded heart, I clicked on Ha Seonwoo…

【Level too low to view.】

【At current level (Lvl. 1), only characters ranked 1-5 in bias rankings are accessible.】

The bias ranking is a ranking of bias characters I organized periodically.

Most people only have one bias, but I’ve managed biases in a way that minimizes risk.

If I set a total of 20 biases at once, when a crisis hits one person, I can manage my mental state by turning my eyes to another bias.

Gyeon Junhwi is 1st place, Ki Hyeonmin is 2nd place, Yeom Juwan is 3rd place, Ha Seonwoo is 7th place… but at my current level, I can only see rankings 1-5.

There are more restrictions than I thought.

But well, this will probably change later too.

Level 1 → Can copy 1-5th place, Level 2 → Can copy 1-10th place, Level 3 → Can copy 1-15th place, etc.

Isn’t it roughly this kind of system?

‘Then the next person I can copy is…’

First, my babies in 1st and 2nd place are out.

They’re a bit tricky, so hitting 90% intimacy overnight is impossible.

I’ve already maxed out intimacy with 3rd place Yeom Juwan, 4th place is an exchange student so they won’t appear for a while, and what remains is 5th place…

“Yeon Sora.”

I was diligently performing possessor duties, when Yeom Juwan’s voice called me to reality.

“We’ve arrived. Let’s get off.”

* * *

“See you when school starts!”

“Sora, take care of yourself!”

After exchanging greetings with my teammates, Yeom Juwan and I moved our steps.

Yeon Sora’s house is an old apartment complex located at the foot of Bukhan Mountain.

Arriving in front of the house, Yeom Juwan looked at me before opening the door.

“Your family probably got contacted about today… right?”

“Probably?”

We each let out a long sigh, then exchanged resolute gazes.

Yeon Sora’s family is by no means easy.

Since the original body’s memory download is complete, I know that too.

“You ready?”

“Open it.”

Ding! Ding-ding-ding-ding! Ding-dong~

Clank.

The moment I turned the handle, the sound of rushing footsteps came from inside.

Soon, I saw a group of people running this way.

“Sora!”

This incredible beauty is Yeon Sora’s aunt.

“Noona!!!”

The doll-like kid is Yeon Sora’s younger sibling.

“Juwan!!”

The elf wielding a camera is Yeon Sora’s father.

“My babies!”

The white-haired old man exuding handsomeness is Yeon Sora’s grandfather.

Yeon Sora’s family composition is as follows.

Grandmother, grandfather, maternal grandmother, maternal grandfather, mom, dad, uncle, aunt, a pair of twin boy and girl siblings, and one youngest who toddles around.

Excluding Yeon Sora, it’s an 11-person family.

Because relatives who lost their livelihoods to the rifts are all living as dependents in Yeon Sora’s house.

“Oh my, your clothes are all torn! My babies, are you hurt anywhere?”

“We’re… alive… sniff sniff.”

“Unnie, are you badly hurt?”

“Hyung! What’s all this blood!”

Eleven people are simultaneously touching and checking the condition of me and Yeom Juwan’s bodies.

How should I put it—it feels like being fresh human meat that entered a zombie horde.

“Enough! If you’ve confirmed the kids are fine, get off now!”

At the booming voice heard from behind, the zombies withdrew their hands.

The owner of the voice is Yeon Sora’s mother.

The owner of an elf beauty that looks exactly like Yeon Sora.

“Oh my, why do you both look like that? Go wash up first!”

At the mother’s command, the zombies obediently made way, and thanks to that, I could safely head straight to the bathroom.

I threw off the blood-soaked clothes like shedding skin, cleanly washed away the bloodstains stickily clinging to my body, and changed into the fluffy pajamas given to me.

Pink pajamas with a rabbit drawn on them.

Yeon Sora is 17 years old too—isn’t this too childish?

…I immediately retracted that opinion.

“Sora, dinner’s ready, so come quick.”

Because I witnessed Yeom Juwan appearing in orange tiger pajamas.

What’s this? This exceeds the cuteness limit!

Yeom Juwan, who always took only delinquent poses in the illustrations, is wearing adorable animal pajamas.

This is a rare sight!

Grinning, I headed to the living room, where I saw other family members greeting me.

“Is noona here?”

“Sora! Over here!”

In this household, young and old alike, every single one has a very nice face.

My eyes are feasting.

The problem is that the background can’t keep up.

The wallpaper is yellowed, and torn parts are barely fixed to the wall with tape.

The furniture in the living room is also uniformly on the verge of collapse.

The sofa, chairs, and dining table are all wrapped in tape as if in casts, and if you tear off that tape, they’ll definitely collapse.

In other words… Yeon Sora’s house is dirt poor.

To think they accepted Yeom Juwan as an extra mouth to feed in these circumstances—it’s really impressive.

“Today, to celebrate two awakened ones coming from our household, we’re splurging! It’s pork belly!!”

“Wooow!”

The table setting was also a sight you couldn’t watch without tears.

There is pork belly, but exactly 13 pieces.

The people gathered here number 13.

Each person can only eat exactly one piece of meat.

“Today, the stars Sora and Juwan go first!”

I have to survive on this one piece of meat until the meal is finished.

In Yeon Sora’s house, they eat one slice of pork belly over 5 bites.

Nibble it bit by bit to coat the tongue with the oily aroma of pork, then quickly put rice and mushrooms in your mouth to fill your stomach.

Aroma and taste from meat, hungry stomach filled with mushrooms… in other words, it’s the penny-pincher version of pork belly.

In the distant past, should I say it’s at least one level up from the stingy family that ate with dried corvina hung from the ceiling? At least they do eat meat.

Of course, I’m not human enough to eat one piece of meat over 5 bites.

I put it all in my mouth at once and chewed—gulp—then felt empty.

‘This isn’t enough!’

Maybe because I shed so much blood today, I’m quite hungry.

Just as I was getting used to the wonderful oiliness of pork belly, the supply got cut off, which is depressing.

Then,

“Old people shouldn’t eat meat. This kind of thing should be eaten by young people.”

A beautiful piece of pork belly descended onto my rice bowl.

“I’m on a diet, so Sora, you eat it.”

“Ha, who eats meat these days! The trend now is a vegetarian diet. Hyung, you eat it!”

“I’m a vegetarian, you know?”

Penny-pincher pork belly was piling up in mine and Yeom Juwan’s rice bowls.

I’m grateful, but…

This is so heartbreaking.

“We even prepared dessert today! It’s cheesecake!”

“Ooooh!”

Dessert continued with the penny-pincher version of cheesecake.

The format is tasting one bite of cheesecake and filling your stomach with soft tofu.

This time too, the family members yielded the cheesecake to me and Yeom Juwan.

‘Yeon Sora, you’re loved.’

I already knew this fact since I downloaded Yeon Sora’s memories, but realizing it firsthand, my mood suddenly sank as if I’d become a deep-sea creature.

“There’s fruit too! Wait just a bit!”

Yeon Sora’s mother rushed to the kitchen for the final course, and I followed her.

If I’m going to live a possession life in this body from now on, there’s something I must do.

* * *

The mother was carefully washing 8 strawberries at the sink and precisely cutting them into 13 equal portions with a knife.

Really, why is this family so heartbreaking?

“Um, Mother?”

“Why are you suddenly like this? Since when did you call me Mother?”

“Since I’ve awakened too, I should mature, right? Using honorifics and…”

“Hoho, look at this child?”

I know Yeon Sora usually calls her mother ‘Mom,’ but I absolutely can’t do that.

Honestly… I feel like I’m committing a crime against Yeon Sora’s family.

Because I’m not Yeon Sora, but a Yeon Sora imposter.

Normally I’d say ‘whatever works works,’ but even I have something called a conscience.

“Mother, could you tell me your account number?”

“Why the account number?”

I’m from the Possessor Damage Compensation Committee!

I’m borrowing your daughter’s body, and though I can’t tell you this fact, I at least need to give you compensation money for my poor conscience to be saved… Hiding that true intention, I conveyed the fact that I received monster disposal fees today.

“If you give me the account number, I’ll transfer it right away…”

“No, you keep that money, Sora.”

Yeon Sora’s mother flatly rejected the compensation.

“But there’s the kindness of raising me, and it would help with living expenses…”

“How could I take money my daughter earned by bleeding?”

What? So firm!

Yeon Sora’s mother started stroking my arm with a bitter face.

“More dangerous situations will come from now on… Save that money and buy a shield, armor, potions, whatever.”

Earlier, along with the other family members, she jumped up and down saying an awakened one appeared, it’s a household celebration, but it seems her true feelings aren’t very pleased about Yeon Sora’s awakening.

I tried to deposit several more times, but since she so ruthlessly rejected me, I ultimately had to give up.

‘Still, I did my best.’

Even if I get hit by a truck today, I can confidently say this much.

I did everything I could without regrets.

‘When I earn lots of money later, I’ll definitely repay you. I’ll also do my best to be filial in Yeon Sora’s place, and I’ll work as hard as I can to prevent destruction.’

Making such resolutions, I put the 13 strawberry pieces on a plate and headed back to the living room, where the family members were sitting and watching TV.

The very fact that there’s a TV shows how poor this family is.

Because in this worldview, TVs are considered relics.

[At 3 PM today, an outbreak occurred at Test Site #3 on the Tower’s 1st floor.]

However, unexpected news was flowing from inside the TV.