Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 81

Gyeon Junhwi deactivated <Nine-Tailed Fox’s Nest> and personally went out to bring Ki Hyeonmin inside.

But…

Ki Hyeonmin is in tatters.

His dazzlingly brilliant silver hair is stained with red blood, and even the academy’s special-material uniform is torn in various places. Through the ripped fabric, hideous wounds are visible.

Just looking at it seems incredibly painful, but the person in question wears an indifferent expression, so only my eyes are ridiculously welling with tears.

Gyeon Junhwi keeps pouring out questions while supporting him.

“The Outbreak? Is it closed?”

“Removed the core.”

“When?”

“The rift will disappear in one hour.”

Rifts open quickly but take time to close. Like how tearing canvas takes one second, but repairing torn canvas takes time—the same principle.

Anyway… it’s over.

An entire episode has truly concluded.

‘Is this really… the end?’

It doesn’t feel real.

To say we overcame one massive crisis, the ending was relatively smooth.

Because I wasn’t at the most dangerous moment, in the most dangerous place.

“Good grief! What is this condition?”

Seong Hayul hurriedly pulled out a potion, but Ki Hyeonmin ignored the healing potion before his eyes and surveyed the cabin interior first.

“Park Rahee?”

Park Rahee is unconscious beside me. It still seems like a frustrating plot section, so I’m standing grasshopper guard beside Park Rahee.

Ki Hyeonmin strode over to this side and furrowed his brow while looking at the dense net covering Park Rahee.

“What’s this?”

“Bug prevention.”

“……”

“This is a bit complicated to explain…”

“Unnecessary.”

Ki Hyeonmin grasped Park Rahee’s wrist without removing the net, then closed his eyes.

He’s checking her condition by reading her energy.

After finishing his diagnosis, Ki Hyeonmin muttered quietly.

“Extinction…”

“What?”

“She’s lost consciousness. Not detected at all.”

Wait, didn’t he just say extinction?

Meaning the soul has been extinguished.

The persona called Park Rahee no longer remains, only the body exists—a kind of brain-dead state.

‘Isn’t this… a bit too much?’

No matter how much I shouldn’t sympathize with subordinates, look at today from Park Rahee’s perspective.

From the very start, she had to endure a whopping 69 face-dives in the desert. Though unavoidable because of necklace surveillance… for Park Rahee who never mastered the mmph mmph technique, it must have been quite agonizing.

Then her stock crashed and she got discarded.

The mastermind issued the command ‘forget the grasshopper, you become the sacrifice,’ and brainwashed Park Rahee walked to her death on her own feet.

Just when it seemed she’d been miraculously rescued, this time it’s ‘sacrifice is done, summon the grasshopper.’ In the end, forcing her to summon the grasshopper led to this mess.

Not once but twice she was discarded, and each time Park Rahee was in a brainwashed state. Not even her own choice—she became a puppet and was abandoned.

‘Should I have treated her a bit better if I’d known this would happen?’

It was the last day of her blooming 17-year-old life…

But even this kind of thinking is dangerous.

If I hadn’t monitored Park Rahee, she would’ve summoned the grasshopper ages ago, killed several people, and triggered an Outbreak.

We were just this kind of relationship from the start.

A relationship where if one side gains, the other absolutely loses. This time I won and Park Rahee paid a heavy price.

Right, this uncomfortable feeling is also a flaw I must overcome!

To survive in this world, I need to become numb even to these emotions…

‘Numb…’

My gaze turned toward Ki Hyeonmin for a moment.

From Ki Hyeonmin’s perspective, who struggled more than anyone to save Park Rahee, this current result would be recorded as failure.

But no emotion whatsoever can be read from his expression.

Not even disappointment or emptiness.

“R-Rahee… she’s not dead, right?”

“That won’t be the case. If we take her to the medical wing as is, they can treat her.”

Han Boram, who’d approached this way before I knew it, sniffled, and Yeom Juwan was patting her shoulder to comfort her.

Gyeon Junhwi also chimed in from the side.

“Don’t worry. Seeing her inventory is intact, it’s a temporary unconscious state.”

“Inventory?”

“When an awakened person’s consciousness disappears, everything in their inventory spills out. She’s still okay.”

“R-r-really?”

Boram must not have heard Ki Hyeonmin’s ‘extinction’ explanation.

At least that’s fortunate…

‘?’

Suddenly something else flashes through my mind.

Ki Hyeonmin definitely said Park Rahee’s soul was extinguished. But if the soul was extinguished as Gyeon Junhwi said, the inventory should have burst.

But that phenomenon didn’t occur.

‘Could it be…?’

This symptom appeared in the original too.

The serial brain-death incident where students collapsed in succession. Back then too, the victims’ consciousness was extinguished but their inventories were fine.

Gyeon Junhwi found this contradictory symptom strange and started an investigation, caught the subordinate who’d contacted all victims, and used that subordinate as bait to eliminate one of the masterminds.

I’d thought the brain-death incident victims were just ordinary people, but… could they also have been subordinates?

‘No, that’s not certain!’

Anyway, it’s worth investigating.

After getting out of here, more tasks have piled up.

But there’s another extremely important fact.

‘Can it be reversed?’

In the original, the victims’ consciousness returned.

The mastermind was conducting a kind of experiment harvesting and storing souls, and when the souls stored in the container were retrieved, the victims also awakened.

If Park Rahee underwent the same experiment, she can be awakened.

But is awakening a subordinate the right thing to do?

‘I have no idea!’

This problem is too difficult for me to solve.

Therefore, I cleanly gave up.

The benefits of reawakening her, contribution to mastermind elimination, the difficulty of executing operations and accompanying risks, etc. Making decisions while punching calculators isn’t my job.

That’s Gyeon Junhwi’s work!

I’ll ask Gyeon Junhwi about this problem later!

* * *

The rift closed, but we still have to traverse the desert. Can’t make section jumps with ‘next day’ like in novels.

Since it closes within an hour, we were given brief rest. But—

“Yeon Sora, what should be done with Park Rahee?”

Surprisingly, Ki Hyeonmin is asking me a question.

“This net, is it still necessary?”

“Necessary. Bugs might still emerge.”

“It’s damaged—don’t you have a new one?”

The sudden attitude change is bewildering.

My baby has a tendency to only believe what he directly experienced… but right now he’s asking me what to do.

“Yeon Sora! Do something about him! If left alone, this will fester!”

“Unnecessary.”

Ki Hyeonmin was firmly refusing Seong Hayul’s treatment. My baby prioritizes tasks over his own body. But if he’ll listen to me…

“You get treated first. I won’t do anything before that.”

“…Is this also necessary?”

“Of course!”

“……”

“……”

“Understood.”

Brief eye combat ensued, but Ki Hyeonmin surprisingly backed down obediently and docilely received treatment.

Thank goodness.

Seong Hayul’s healing potion potency is world-class level, but… even though the scratches on his body disappeared, my heart is still thoroughly shredded.

My baby… got too hurt.

Why did I let him go alone?

“Treatment finished.”

“Let me check.”

I rotated Ki Hyeonmin’s body 360 degrees for a thorough three-dimensional inspection.

Seong Hayul only poured potion on the torn fabric parts. In my heart, I want to strip at least his upper body and treat even microscopic scratches, but…

‘No, that’s not right.’

Honestly, I can’t say there’s no ulterior motive. Still, now isn’t the time for that.

Yeon Sora, let’s maintain conscience, shall we?

I pulled myself together and extracted new ultra-fine netting from my inventory.

“Can you tie up Park Rahee thoroughly with this? In a portable form that can be transported.”

“…Will something happen again this time?”

“Again?”

“……”

Ki Hyeonmin’s eyes narrow.

Only then did I understand my baby’s words.

I’d hinted that terrible things would happen to Park Rahee. Plus I’d mentioned that one of the twins was an experimental subject, and caught and warned the moment when the dead twin sat up.

Those eyes say ‘we need an identity discussion.’

‘Right, this also needs doing.’

But not today. Because there were so many urgent situations that I blabbed about this and that, I need some time to organize.

After getting out of here, I’ll rest a bit and set a date later… I was thinking when Ki Hyeonmin’s gaze swept the cabin interior and returned.

“Let’s talk briefly after everything’s finished.”

I misread my baby’s eyes.

Those were ‘we need an identity discussion. Right. Now. Immediately!’ eyes.

Ki Hyeonmin prioritizes tasks, and while he postponed even his own body treatment, there’s no way he’d postpone this.

Normally such sensitive conversations would happen in a private space, but…

‘Of all times!’

That’s right.

This cabin is two-room.

Plus we’re in a situation where we need to kill an hour.

“Now’s not the time! Hurry please! If you don’t, something big might happen!”

I acted as urgent as possible while shoving the net at Ki Hyeonmin and evacuated toward Gyeon Junhwi.

I worried he’d follow, but Ki Hyeonmin began work with skilled hands. Spread the net on the ground wide, place Park Rahee in the center, roll her up like kimbap and done. Yeom Juwan, Han Boram, even Seong Hayul all helped.

But he keeps glancing my way during the work.

Once it’s finished, I’ll immediately be dragged to the two-room.

“How’s the outside situation?”

I hurriedly addressed Gyeon Junhwi.

Gyeon Junhwi was calculating the number of djinn remaining outside.

“Still quite a lot left?”

The dark clouds visible far away.

Those are actually not clouds but gaseous demon-type monsters, djinn.

When the rift closes, I wish it would suck up nearby monsters like a vacuum cleaner, but unfortunately there’s no such setting.

“Will those guys return? Or stay here?”

“Can’t know that. Djinn are intelligent beings advanced enough to form civilizations, so they might decide to migrate entirely.”

If the djinn quickly return home, we also don’t need to wait in the cabin. Using that as an excuse to postpone the identity discussion with Ki Hyeonmin would be the best situation.

Please realize the preciousness of home!

Djinn, go home!

Just as I’m praying with clasped hands—

“……”

Gyeon Junhwi is also looking at me with peculiar eyes.

Come to think of it, there’s quite a lot I need to explain to Junhwi too. Actually, a conversation with Gyeon Junhwi is necessary before the identity discussion with Ki Hyeonmin.

Gyeon Junhwi also swept the cabin interior once with his eyes, then turned his gaze back toward me.

That’s right.

This cabin is two-room.

“Combat types should rest during this one hour. Even better if they can nap.”

Ki Hyeonmin normally takes sleep during such spare time to recover his body. He seems to expect that, but… nope, not today.

“Any changes?”

Suddenly Ki Hyeonmin’s voice came from right behind me. My heart nearly fell out, but I used all my strength to earnestly observe the clouds.

“About half seem likely to remain.”

“I see that too, but… even half is dangerous. That amount will discover this cabin within 3 hours.”

“Even if a rescue team comes, it takes 24 hours. Better to move to Zone 4 and directly exit ourselves.”

While my two biases had a serious conversation, I executed backsteps. Continuously moving backward, when I arrived at the cabin wall—

‘!’

Ki Hyeonmin looked at me.

Gyeon Junhwi also looks at me.

Behind me is only wall.

And beside me…

‘Of all things!’

There’s a door handle.

Just turn this to move to a space undisturbed by anyone, it boasts the majesty of two-room.

Ki Hyeonmin is already taking steps toward me.

If I refuse to go here, he’ll obviously think ‘suspicious’ and guard against me even more.

Moment of crisis!

“Sora, you have a fever again.”

Warm body temperature touched my forehead.

As expected, my soul’s sticky gum! It’s Yeom Juwan.

Juwan pulled out thermometer, blood pressure monitor, etc. from his inventory and began Yeon Sora’s health examination.

Thanks to that, Ki Hyeonmin also stopped advancing.

“No muscle pain? Chills?”

“Feels like maybe a little?”

Actually, flu symptoms are really starting to rise. Juwan began administering IV fluids to me.

Right, I had feigning illness! Faint like this! As expected, only our Juwan!

“Still, fortunately you won’t lose consciousness.”

“Huh?”

“This IV, Hayul gave it. If you’re unconscious, it’s dangerous since you can’t tell us about high fever or pain, right? When I said that, she said it’s combined with Resurrection Potion.”

Meaning fainting isn’t an option.

What remains for me now in feigning illness is high fever and pain. Since I lack the ability to control my body temperature according to mood, high fever is unrealistic. Only pain remains.

But acting out pain while fully conscious is actually incredibly difficult. Which body part got hurt when and how does it hurt, I’m racking my brain… when Juwan’s head turned left.

At the end of that gaze is… the two-room?

“Let’s talk briefly after this finishes.”

That’s right.

Our Juwan also noticed the majesty of the two-room.

“Talk about what?”

“You seemed… not quite in your right mind today.”

I even need to explain to Juwan.

Today’s Yeon Sora was a proper crazy bitch.

Starting with paparazzi tabloid journalist, then genius cosplay, calamity-class skill spam…

Throwing everything moment by moment as needed resulted in all sorts of miscellaneous settings multiplying wildly. A 12-year best friend has reason to worry.

‘Did I overdo it?’

That thought briefly crossed my mind, but… regretting what’s already past is a waste of time.

And honestly, the results were good, right?

An Outbreak triggered on the 1st floor but only the twin TAs died? This is a miracle.

Ki Hyeonmin didn’t arbitrarily step up to raise difficulty, we safely obtained the hidden piece, thoroughly looted the twin TAs’ precious items, obtained the tremendous clue that I can see Authority in advance, found additional clues about the grasshopper, and realized my mana has secrets.

Things that wouldn’t have happened if I’d taken even a slightly normal route.

Right, regret is time waste!

What I need to rack my brain about now is damage control!

How to explain today’s rampage and how to manage it…

Honestly, this can’t be explained with common sense. No matter how I look at it, I need to borrow supernatural powers.

‘As expected… prophet coming-out is the only way?’

Right.

I need to do prophet coming-out.

But prophet coming-out is a surprisingly tricky operation. ‘I’m a prophet’ becomes truly crazy bitch if even slightly twisted.

Drip—

Drip—

At the end of my gaze, IV fluid is dripping.

When that finishes, it’s timeout.

Now, think quickly!