Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 185

War, difficulty, destruction, mastermind. None of that matters—right now there’s only one thought in my head.

‘I don’t want to be hated!!!!’

If I choose one person, the other will hate me? Am I insane to agree to such a thing? I have to escape this situation by any means necessary.

First, let me appeal to my babies’ reason.

“Think carefully, leaving such a core strategy decision to me is insane. Rolling dice would be safer.”

“It’s fine.”

“We’ve already decided we’ll accept any result.”

‘Why are you two only on the same page at times like this?’

The reason is unclear, but my babies’ reason has malfunctioned. There’s no time to fix it.

Then… running away is the answer after all.

“I’ll abstain.”

“Not permitted.”

“With odd numbers, you can’t do that.”

“You blockhead! If you drop out now, it’s a tie and everything falls apart!”

I feel cornered, but I steadied my mind as calmly as possible.

‘It’s okay, this is my specialty, isn’t it?’

There’s no such thing as ‘can’t run away’ in my dictionary!

Countless times ditching school, diligently using all my vacation days, 24 years of running from reality!

Squeezing out everything, a path did appear.

“I really don’t know. I’ll just do whatever Boram and Juwan do.”

Pass!

Juwan and Boram, who suddenly received decision-making power, were flustered.

“I’m really deciding?”

“You can make much better decisions than me, Juwan!”

“C-can I decide too?”

“Boram, you’re much more qualified than me too!”

I’m a recently rolled-in stone, these two are long-embedded stones who’ve been active. Juwan and Boram already proved their abilities in the original and sacrificed their lives once each.

Deciding the world’s fate?

Those two choosing is right, not me.

And me?

‘I just need to follow the path my babies choose!’

Its name: Gangnam Swallow Strategy!

I plan to become a stupid swallow fluttering after friends. Then no matter who I vote for, I can evade responsibility.

Yeon Sora sayeth: If your body can’t run, at least run with your mind!

Whichever side loses the vote will resent me, but they can’t stay angry at an idiot for long. What’s most important right now is not being hated! And if I’m going to be hated anyway, getting forgiven as quickly as possible!

While I diligently rationalized and reviewed my strategy, my babies made their decisions.

“I-I want to find the goddess! Sh-she’s waiting alone pitifully!”

Boram headed to Junhwi without hesitation.

“I’m….”

Juwan is hesitating, but his toes are pointing at Hyeonmin. Somehow I have an ominous premonition.

‘The swallow’s dilemma?’

If one friend goes to Gangnam and another goes to Gangbuk, which should the stupid swallow follow?

My throat is parching from this unexpected obstacle when fortunately Junhwi stepped forward.

“Yeom Juwan, think carefully. In Ki Hyeonmin’s strategy, while you’re out in combat, we have to take care of the ‘cadets,’ but we’re not confident about that.”

Here, ‘cadets’ means me. He exploited the flaw that in Ki Hyeonmin’s strategy, Yeom Juwan has to be separated from Yeon Sora! A sharp attack.

It’s rather blatant for Junhwi, but given the situation, it can’t be helped.

[Final Decision – 1 Minute 11 Seconds]

The timer is ticking.

Hyeonmin isn’t good at exploiting others’ weaknesses, so this game heavily favors Junhwi. If Juwan goes over, I’ll just become a Gangnam swallow!

“Ki Hyeonmin! You can’t lose! You also promise to keep Yeon Sora by your side!”

“Yeom Juwan will be excluded from external combat.”

Ah, Seong Hayul was here.

Seong Hayul, who betrayed Junhwi and sided with Hyeonmin, is overflowing with motivation today. Not stopping at defense, she went on the attack!

“Yeom Juwan! If you come to this side, I’ll give you my wish ticket!”

“If you want that, I can give you mine too.”

“Are you really going to send Yeon Sora outside into the war zone?”

“What do you think Yeon Sora will do if she gets bored in the middle of the battlefield? Isn’t it safer to give her a separate mission to keep her busy?”

Gyeon Junhwi vs. Seong Hayul!

After fierce back-and-forth, Juwan made his decision.

“As expected, the treasure seems important right now.”

Gyeon Junhwi wins!

Now it’s time for me to move too. I’m about to unfold my tucked wings when Seong Hayul didn’t know giving up.

“It’s not over yet! Ki Hyeonmin! Use your face!”

That’s… kind of tempting, you know?

I sneakily looked, wondering if my baby would use the handsome card, but I only see his usual honest good looks. But—

“……”

When you look at me with those upright eyes, this swallow feels guilty.

“Aim for a comeback! If you just grab Yeon Sora, Han Boram and Yeom Juwan will come back!”

Seong Hayul is passionately shouting from behind Ki Hyeonmin like some kind of coach. This isn’t voting, it’s more like a sports match….

‘Hm?’

Wait!

The swallow’s flight is my inner world, but viewed externally, this situation is clearly sports to anyone. Thinking of it that way and looking at the current score… becoming a swallow is no different from suicide.

“You frustrating thing! What are you doing! Make some kind of deal, any deal!!! 20 seconds left!”

Seong Hayul smacked Hyeonmin’s back while screaming.

“Ki Hyeonmin will carry you princess-style once a day!”

“Really?”

“Really!”

“But did Hyeonmin agree to this?”

“…I agree.”

“You heard? He’ll do anything, so hurry and come!”

“Hmm, that’s nice but… what else is there?”

“Hey!”

I entered negotiations with Seong Hayul, but this is just acting. My real intent is stalling. Now the remaining time is 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

Beep-beep-beep!

“No way!!!!”

The game ended. While Seong Hayul screamed in despair, Junhwi satisfactorily announced the result.

“Yeon Sora’s vote is… well, essentially meaningless.”

The current score is 4:2.

Even if I throw one vote to Hyeonmin, it’s 4:3. If it were before the timer rang, Boram and Juwan would’ve come along as a set, but now that’s impossible.

This confirms Junhwi’s victory, and I’ve somehow achieved my initial goal of ‘not choosing.’

‘It really was a close call!’

Just thinking about it makes my heart drop to my knees.

If I’d become a swallow?

I would’ve become the player who ‘unnecessarily’ scored the final goal to end the game 5:2. Doing such a thing in a friendly match is perfect for getting cursed.

“Seong Hayul, really, thank you.”

“……”

I patted Seong Hayul’s shoulder with gratitude. Thanks to her applying the brakes, I could stop.

Hyeonmin… seems to need some alone time. Let me talk to him after the light returns to his pupils.

‘By the way, what about the swallow strategy?’

Hmm, let’s see.

A swallow preparing to move sent one friend to Gangnam, threw the friend heading to Gangbuk into auction, then randomly played soccer herself and fumbled around until the match ended.

Somewhat haphazard, but anyway the result is good. This is just luck. I clenched my fist.

‘I believed in you! Luck stat!’

* * *

Inside the moving bus.

Soon we’ll take the Lift to the 10th floor and stand on the battlefield. Perhaps because of that, the bus is filled with tension.

“They’ll really appear on the 10th floor, right?”

“It’ll be fine. As long as everyone remembers safety procedures….”

“But they’re terrorists….”

The Avengers and other general cadets are devoted to operational planning and mental training for suppressing terrorists.

If they maintain that tension, they won’t go down easily.

“15 minutes! Th-then it’s really done!”

Boram is in the final spurt before her deadline.

‘By the way, why am I sitting here again?’

I habitually took the seat next to Boram.

When I also have lots to do right now?

Putting my knees up on the seat and turning around, Go Daesik in the seat directly behind me is running his happiness circuit while looking at the treasure map.

“Go Daesik! Switch seats with me briefly.”

“Why?”

“Shush!”

“Ah, okay!”

It wasn’t easy for two people with zero physical ability to switch seats on a moving bus, but thanks to our baby angel Juwan helping, I safely took a seat in the very back of the bus.

On my right is Junhwi, on my left is Hyeonmin.

First… let me handle business with Junhwi.

“Junhwi, the potions?”

At my question, Junhwi pulled out two elongated glass bottles from his uniform’s inner pocket and narrowed his eyes.

“About 15 minutes should complete them.”

“Where will we drink them?”

“Waiting room bathroom.”

Those are Changeling Potions that Junhwi made.

Each glass bottle contains one drop of blood—mine and Seong Hayul’s. If Seong Hayul drinks the potion with my blood, she’ll look like Yeon Sora externally. Conversely, I’ll become Seong Hayul.

‘It’s real transformation!!!’

I’m secretly looking forward to it, but we’re not doing transformation play for fun in this situation. It’s a necessary procedure to thoroughly hide our treasure hunting.

The never-quiet Yeon Sora would be obvious if we just stuck a doll-like thing there. So Seong Hayul will become fake-Sora and cause a realistic commotion!

“But am I really that loud normally?”

“……”

Junhwi only smiled softly at my question, then glanced at me and Hyeonmin before standing up.

“I’ll go check on Seong Hayul briefly.”

Seong Hayul has become a lost soul up there. Junhwi knelt in the aisle and began earnestly coaxing her.

“You don’t need to feel too pressured.”

“Sora surprisingly doesn’t say weird things. Rather than the sentences being strange, it’s more that the front and back don’t match well….”

Our Juwan is truly an angel. He’s been collecting and handing over words and sentences Yeon Sora would likely say.

‘No, this isn’t the time for this!’

Junhwi deliberately vacated his seat. Because he noticed I’m trying to have a serious conversation with Hyeonmin.

I looked at Hyeonmin half in fear, half in tension. Our gazes tangled in midair.

“……”

It’s not a reproachful look.

Well, Yeon Sora was a null vote.

But Hyeonmin’s face is full of worry and concern.

‘He’s worried about what happens if the one and only prophet dies.’

No problem!

“Hyeonmin, your hand!”

“……?”

Hyeonmin hesitated briefly but obediently complied with my request.

A giant hand placed on my palm. This size is kind of a cute point….

If I keep looking I’ll get distracted, so I hastily lowered my eyes to my pocket. Then I pulled out a gift from my pocket and placed it on Hyeonmin’s giant hand.

“……?”

A red-blue pill set.

Pills made from Medusa’s Blood. All team members received one set, and so it won’t get mixed up, mine even has [Yeon Sora] written on it.

“I can’t accept this.”

“Just hold it for today. If you don’t use it, give it back.”

“……?”

“This blue pill—if you feed it to someone dead within an hour, they revive, right? So today, if by any chance I die, feed this to me.”

Hehe, did this noona think I just ran away without thinking? I was being cocky relying on item power, okay? Even if by any chance I die, there’s a method!

“……”

But Hyeonmin furrowed his brows.

It’s best not to use this medicine if possible.

“We don’t know what side effects might occur from taking this.”

This is the opinion of the data research common sense team.

Taking this medicine will revive you, but there might be some terrible price. There was a precaution saying it’s better to take it after investigating the mythology in more detail, but—

“It’s fine, it’s fine.”

I waved my hands dismissively and blew away such worries.

“If I’m revived, what does it matter if I’m a zombie, a skeleton, or disabled? Don’t hesitate and just feed it!”

“……”

“It returns your life, you know? Asking for a perfect body on top of that—isn’t that lacking conscience? Whatever happens, I don’t care, so just feed it!”

This is a type of insurance.

If there’s a pill that can revive even a dead prophet, it’s reassuring.

Side effects? The person herself says it’s okay, so what can you do?

What’s important is making my baby’s heart even a little more comfortable.

“……”

But Hyeonmin seems unwilling.

He tries to place the pill back on my palm, so I clenched my fist to signal no returns.

“I have a pill too.”

“I know. But that pill is yours, so you should use it where you want. Similarly, my pill is mine, so I’ll use it where I want.”

“……?”

“I’m definitely eating mine. So you absolutely can’t give this pill to anyone else! Feed it only to me, understand?”

Why bother with this troublesome act?

Let’s imagine briefly.

If Yeon Sora dies but by any chance, someone else is dead next to her?

Hyeonmin will revive me with his pill. He’ll definitely act decisively, saying the world’s salvation requires a prophet and whatnot.

But after that, he’ll space out more often and break into cold sweats while sleeping. My baby’s insides rot the more he weighs human lives.

‘I can’t knowingly leave such frustration alone!’

If we insert Yeon Sora’s pill into the same situation?

It’s Yeon Sora’s property anyway, and the person herself specified the usage method while alive. Then there’s no room for guilt to intrude! How clean and nice is that?

“Ah, there are a few more precautions. I know this has to be taken within an hour after death, but it doesn’t matter, so feed it to me even if time passes.”

“……?”

“It’s wasteful? Yeon Sora has low chances of reviving anyway, so it’s better to give it to someone else? Don’t need all that! This is mine! So feed it to me no matter what.”

“……”

“I’m already dead and buried? It’s fine, dig me up and feed it. My body is rotting? It’s fine, feed it anyway. My body burned and turned to ash? Then reconnect the bones and shove it in my mouth!”

After listing every possibility I could imagine, I finished emphatically.

“Rules, science, common sense, reality! Screw it all! Feed it to me no matter what! I’m lucky, so I’ll wake up somehow.”

Groundless confidence, but I’m certain. Luck will help me!

Like a swallow who tried moving to Gangnam but ended up playing soccer, even if I don’t understand the process, it’ll somehow work out.

And… if luck falls short, won’t I somehow manage through sheer obsession?

‘Thinking about it, I’ve already done it once.’

At the point of possession, I’ve already revived my babies who died once. It’s an expanded interpretation, but so what? It’s not wrong.

In the <On the Brink of Destruction> worldview, Awakened power stems from strong will. Then a fan’s obsession shouldn’t be underestimated either.

So I need to nail it down once more.

I looked straight into Hyeonmin’s eyes and lifted the hammer.

“No matter what desperate situation arises, feed this to me no matter what. Then we can keep going together.”