Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 31

I knew the numbers would be dismal.

But still,

【Viewing intimacy with characters.】

▷ Yeom Juwan (Lvl. 99, Intimacy 95%)(⇩4%) ▷ Gyeon Junhwi (Lvl. 99, Intimacy -37%) (⇩27%) ▷ Ha Seonwoo (Lvl. 79, Intimacy 35%) ▷ Min Dorim (Lvl. 53, Intimacy 28%) (⇧2%) ▷ [NEW!] Ki Hyeonmin (Lvl. 99, Intimacy -87%)

Negative 87?

Haha… negative 87?

The sky is truly turning yellow, the ground is shaking, my stomach is churning, and tears are trickling out.

At this level, it’s not intimacy but hostility.

‘It’s okay, it’s okay. What matters is the future.’

When you hit rock bottom, the only way left is up.

Our relationship is bound to trend upward!

I tried to float my sunken mood by forcibly running positive circuits, but—

▷ Gyeon Junhwi (Lvl. 99, Intimacy -37%) (⇩27%)

The moment I saw the intimacy with Gyeon Junhwi, my motivation plummeted again.

I know the reason.

Because Yeon Sora became freshman representative and blocked his path.

Up to this point, fine, I can understand.

▷ Yeom Juwan (Lvl. 99, Intimacy 95%)(⇩4%)

The real shock is that cracks appeared in the solid intimacy with Yeom Juwan.

‘Juwan, even you…’

Wasn’t my baby an angel?

Why are you inflicting this punishment on me?

My heart hasn’t changed, so why has yours?

I feel resentful, but I can roughly guess why Yeom Juwan’s intimacy dropped too.

Isn’t it because as Yeon Sora receives attention, Yeom Juwan is becoming a supporting role?

The root cause of all this is the setting.

The setting is trash.

Because the board is rigged so that the stronger I become, the more my babies guard against and suspect me.

Let’s curse the author who created this mess!!

…But even that wasn’t easy.

‘You knew, didn’t you?’

<On the Brink of Destruction> was a destruction and devastation ending novel from the start.

I’m the one who named such a novel my life’s masterpiece.

Not only that.

Before dying, I’d sent the author a message terror attack.

To an author who likes frustration, I basically begged ‘Please possess me into your frustration-land.’

‘Right, I was wrong.’

Whether I point fingers at you or me, it ultimately becomes my fault anyway, so I decided to stop pointing and think more constructively instead.

Let’s condense the root cause of all this into one sentence.

[The supporting character is too strong.]

I wanted to enjoy fangirling and occasionally do destruction prevention activities as a side gig, but Yeon Sora is too strong for that.

Receiving too much attention.

Then there’s only one solution.

Making Yeon Sora an ordinary supporting character.

Show weakness in classes, and absolutely must lose in the student council election.

As I made that resolution and clenched my fists—

“Cadet Yeon Sora? Are you watching?”

The staff’s voice broke my immersion.

The enrollment ceremony explanation ended ages ago, and we’re currently checking the enrollment ceremony status through a hologram screen.

“Yes, I’m watching.”

“We’ll move after the chairwoman’s welcome address.”

In <On the Brink of Destruction>, the chairwoman appears much later.

In the original work, there were nationwide parent protest demonstrations, and the chairwoman was busy going to protest sites daily to appease parents.

A character who gets caught up in a terrorist incident and assassinated right after returning to the academy.

An extra with barely any screen time…

‘This person is the chairwoman?’

An impossibly beautiful woman.

A woman wearing a modernized hanbok dress and fluttering long blue hair.

An atmosphere like a spirit or fairy.

Insane presence.

“Hello. I’m Seol Doyeon.”

Her voice is insane too!

Like dawn dew dripping down!

“Recently, there have been unsettling signs worldwide. Statistics show that rift occurrence rates outside the Tower increased 14% over the past year. This is a number that far exceeds the margin of error…”

Chairwoman Seol was making a speech in a beautiful voice about ‘the apocalypse is around the corner so you all must become excellent hunters.’

<On the Brink of Destruction> proceeds from the point where the era of peace ends.

Before long, irregular rifts, irregular dungeons, outbreaks and such will pop off everywhere, but damage grew because they viewed this as a temporary phenomenon.

But Chairwoman Seol definitely feels the sense of crisis.

“You are warriors who will fight for humanity on the front lines. Please…”

Poof—

The hologram window disappeared and the staff approached.

“We’ll move now.”

It’s the freshman representatives’ turn to enter.

* * *

In front of the auditorium.

While waiting to enter, the staff delivered final precautions.

“The enrollment ceremony is attended not only by all students but also by academy affiliated institutions and board members. Make sure not to yawn. A total of 12 cameras are installed. Please be aware that your every movement is being broadcast live.”

Without giving Ki Hyeonmin a single glance, she’s earnestly entreating only me.

My dazed appearance from earlier must seem very worrying.

“It’s okay, I won’t make mistakes.”

“Please, I beg you.”

As if that’s so difficult.

Actually, I don’t have much to do today.

Walk across the auditorium, go up on stage, recite the oath people show me—that’s it.

“The freshman representatives will now enter.”

With the emcee’s announcement, the door opened and the auditorium revealed itself.

‘It’s huge.’

The auditorium where the enrollment ceremony is held has quite a scale.

Size-wise, maybe similar to a gymnastics arena?

The stage arrangement and the giant hologram installed like a concert screen feels somehow familiar.

The stage size is also roughly similar to what I saw in that world, so total seating is under 15,000.

A red carpet was laid in the middle of that auditorium, and Ki Hyeonmin and I are walking side by side on the red carpet.

‘That’s Yeon Sora?’

‘With that appearance and ability too… she has everything in the world?’

‘They said this year’s freshman representatives are legendary…’

The entire auditorium is buzzing.

Sharp gazes felt from here and there.

Gazes of envy.

Admiration.

Longing.

Curiosity.

Jealousy.

Everyone is envying me.

It’s the first time I’ve received this much attention in both my lives combined.

But… I’m not happy at all.

‘This isn’t my place!’

Standing in this spot makes it even clearer.

I’m not the protagonist.

Never wanted to be one.

Being on stage is only unpleasant.

Phew… how should I explain my current situation for it to be understood?

Basically, in idol fandom terms, it’s like this:

I go to my bias’s concert, wave my light stick until my arm falls off and shout slogans until my throat bursts, when suddenly the agency president calls me.

— I’ve been watching and your passion is impressive. Why don’t you try standing on stage?

Passion?

Right, I have passion.

Passion to not miss a single gesture or movement of my bias.

Passion to intensely appreciate and analyze my bias’s killing points and write and distribute gushing posts after chewing on them thousands of times.

Passion to start the day with my bias’s plot bait the moment I wake up and check for new plot bait every 5 minutes.

Passion to endure cold waves and sleep on the streets for pre-recording.

My passion is specialized in viewing.

But this brainless president not only put me on stage—

— You can come down now. This child will go up instead of you.

He pulled my bias off the stage—that kind of shitty situation.

Somewhere in this audience right now sits my bias. Looking up at me who stole his position with resentful eyes…

‘He’s really there!’

I casually threw my gaze somewhere random, and it flew like a ghost and found Gyeon Junhwi.

Gyeon Junhwi looked at me with a dry face, then turned his head away sharply.

‘It’s not like that!!!!’

All this attention and cheers belong to Gyeon Junhwi.

I have to return it.

As quickly as possible.

If I really end up becoming student council president at this rate… it’ll truly be irreversible.

Earlier, what did Min Dorim advise…

— Student council elections are popularity contests. Don’t attack the system, attack the people voting.

I need to lower my popularity.

A way to lower the popularity of Yeon Sora, called a calamity-class ability user using legendary flame magic, a future national hero…

Maybe because I’m desperate, my head spins remarkably well.

Devoted Reader.

Supporting character.

National hero.

Calamity-class ability user.

Student council president.

Popularity contest.

Yeon Sora’s special ability.

Starting from the bottom.

Weakness.

Numerous keywords floated around changing order, then clicked together like a puzzle.

And then—

‘Found it!’

There’s a way.

An incredibly good way at that!

But to do it… it has to be now.

Right now when all students are gathered in one place.

This moment when 12 cameras are spotlighting me.

“Oath. All members of the 26th class of the National Academy for Special Abilities…”

Before I knew it, I’d gone up on stage and was reciting the oath as taught, raising my right hand.

Looking at the hologram screen, my face and Ki Hyeonmin’s are showing as big as cars.

Right, now.

Griiiin—

I smiled as hard as I could, broadly.

Broadly enough to hurt my cheeks.

Continuously. Without stopping. Forever.

“……”

“……”

The murmuring filling the auditorium cut off all at once.

On the screen, one elf was throwing contemptuous mockery toward lowly humanity.

Terrible silence flowed.

* * *

After the enrollment ceremony ended,

Ki Hyeonmin and I were called backstage to exchange greetings with high-ranking elders.

I took this opportunity to generously fire off Yeon Sora’s signature eye-level smile.

“We have high expectations for you two.”

—Grin (How dare you steal my time with such obvious statements).

Half of those who received eye-level education stiffened their faces, while the remaining half flushed red and blue.

‘These days’ 3rd gen have no basic manners, you know?’

‘No matter how talented, she’s just a freshman… bad seedling.’

Yes, Yeon Sora is a bad seedling.

So when good opportunities arise in the future, give them to Candidate #1, Gyeon Junhwi!

The next sequence is the freshman welcome party.

A place prepared by releasing freshmen into a huge banquet hall to greet each other on their own.

I strutted around the banquet hall firing off eye-level beams.

“Yeon Sora? Hi! I’m a fan!”

—Grin (How dare you breathe in the same space as me).

“Is it true you demonstrated targeted-type/area-of-effect skills at the awakening test site?”

—Grin (How dare you ask about my abilities, you have no conscience. Your very existence is unpleasant).

“I’ll cheer for you!”

—Grin (I don’t want to be associated with an insignificant being like you in any form).

After sinking a few as examples, there were no more brave warriors approaching me. The evaluation of me is being flipped in real-time.

‘What’s with her?’

‘Does she think she’s really that great just because we praise her?’

‘No matter how talented, personality is important…’

Operation success!

At this rate, Yeon Sora won’t even be a candidate for student council president, let alone president. Then capable Gyeon Junhwi will somehow rise and fill that position.

My baby can claim the protagonist spot!

‘What’s with that face? Isn’t she completely mocking?’

‘Does she have to look down on people like that? The level…’

It feels bad but whatever. Having possessed this face, I’m bound to get cursed.

What I can control is just the timing.

And if I’m going to get cursed anyway, getting cursed early is absolutely advantageous.

‘If I get it later, I’ll be killed.’

Right now, the academy forum is burning with Yeon Sora.

There are people praising Yeon Sora, who’s just sitting quietly, treating her like a national hero among themselves.

If my smiling face gets caught belatedly at this rate?

Personality controversy will erupt with ‘We thought you were a national hero but how dare you deceive us!’ and I’ll get slapped with contempt charges.

But if I get cursed from the start?

Starting with ‘That Yeon Sora girl, her personality is trash,’ my smiling face won’t become a weakness.

I can even reach ‘Personality-wrecked Yeon Sora has changed!’ later just by acting normally.

This is precisely the villainess cliché!

In novel terms, it’s the scoundrel meta!

Rather than being born with a makjang drama villain face and pretending to be nice only to get slapped with contempt charges and burned at the stake, it’s safer to ride the villainess cliché from the start!

If I become the villainess, my baby returns as protagonist, and the world doesn’t end!

After all, they say if you can’t avoid it, enjoy it. Let’s thoroughly cosplay as a villainess while I’m at it!

As I looked around filled with anticipation—

“What the hell are you doing?”

“S-s-sorry!”

A troublemaker smell wafted from somewhere.

That seems exactly like the situation I’m looking for?

I walked toward where the sound came from.

It’s time for my villainess debut!