Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 87

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People who played the video understood the warning in 20 seconds.

[That equipment looks expensive. Given the substantial capital, is the US involved after all?]

[Slowly? Is Slovakia involved too?]

[Trouble from Mongolian Deathworms… surely Mongolia is involved? Who exactly is behind this! What are you hiding… mmph mmph mmph!]

That’s right. This wasn’t coverage.

But viewers hadn’t been curious about Yeon Sora’s coverage content in the first place, so there were no issues with viewing.

[So how much is the salary exactly!!!!]

[If you tell me, will you shut up?]

[Of course.]

[Beeeeep—]

[Hmm… I heard becoming an academy TA is incredibly difficult, but it’s surprisingly disappointing?]

[……]

[So you sold your soul! How much were you bought for!]

Yeon Sora’s coverage was entertaining.

Sometimes mixing in sympathy, sometimes contempt, sometimes denying their very existence value.

Through countless variations, she touched every negative emotion humans could possess.

Even more—

[Are you cutting off Paralysis Potion supply by driving Deathworms to extinction!]

Yeon Sora’s coverage was evolving too.

Unlike the early stages when she’d throw out anything, she was now steadily connecting various clues to build her story.

And the truth she revealed was…

[That mafia boss! His fiancée died and he went insane, right? So he’s taking revenge on all anesthesiologists! That’s why he joined hands with key figures from 13 countries to develop a special bug, and bought off you two TAs who have honor but pathetic salaries and extinct ethical awareness!!! Isn’t this it right now!! Am I wrong!!]

…A batshit crazy story from another world.

— ????

— What did I just hear?

— Someone summarize

↳ You’re missing two steps. The mafia’s ultimate goal is to unemploy all anesthesiologists nationwide.

↳ By driving domestic Deathworms to extinction then making the country dependent on imported Paralysis Potions, he plans to dominate the domestic anesthesia market.

↳ Missing 3: Fiancée came for plastic surgery

↳ Missing 4: Suspected the fiancée had chemistry with the anesthesiologist

↳ Missing 5: The anesthesiologist and TA seem to be blood relatives?

— Good lord

— The fact that she’s dead serious is the killer lololol

— The lucky guesses are hilarious

— That visual with that expression with that character…

↳ I’ve realized the world is still vast.

— Follow-up coverage needed!!!

— Recruiting permanent squad to protect Yeon Sora who protects truth (72/500)

— So how much is the TA salary! Why censor it!

After a wave of absurdity passed, the comment section overflowed with people cheering for the batshit coverage.

The cadets’ reactions were captured wholesale and distributed externally.

“Do you realize how much anxiety this incident caused the cadets! The Ten Major Powers must not evade responsibility and clarify the truth about this incident….”

Outside the academy, hearings demanding accountability from the Ten Major Powers and truth investigation movements were in full swing.

The cadets’ cheerfulness poured cold water on these accountability activities.

Those genuinely worried about the cadets relaxed and calmly analyzed the situation. Those using justice as an excuse to point fingers lost the justification for their anger.

The truth investigation proceeded in a calm atmosphere without anger.

And that evening.

〔(Ha Seonwoo) has deposited 400,000,000 coins.〕

A massive sum was deposited into Gyeon Junhwi’s account.

Only then could Gyeon Junhwi take a break.

“Haah… really living life has me doing all sorts of things.”

Still, there were many gains.

He’d secured funds, obtained chips for future deals with Ha Seonwoo, and got his hands on the chairwoman’s video.

From now on, he needed to analyze the video to find other useful evidence. The person who raised the twins was that ‘Inventor of the Century.’

‘Will this be enough bait?’

The inventor wasn’t someone who could be easily eliminated just by knowing their identity.

A chairman leading one of the nation’s major corporations.

Assassination was difficult with five top-ranker escorts in a building with ironclad security.

But if they met directly, some method would reveal itself.

He had items forcibly recovered from the twins, so if done well, he could arrange at least a meeting.

But before that…

“Will this hide her?”

What concerned him most was Yeon Sora.

She was the first person the mastermind would suspect at the moment the twins died. She’d already demonstrated a calamity-class skill.

That’s why he’d released the coverage diary to emphasize Yeon Sora’s weakness. He’d crammed in as many shots as possible of her constantly falling and collapsing from just a bit of walking.

He’d implied that while she was active in Zone 1, she became increasingly exhausted over time and wasn’t even in a state to conduct coverage in Zones 2 and 3.

‘At least ordinary people seem to have fallen for it.’

Nobody who watched the video believed Yeon Sora had taken down the terrorists.

Whether the mastermind would fall for it was uncertain, but…

“Seeing it directly should help.”

The twins had used their communication device in Zone 1.

The mastermind would have received reports of Yeon Sora’s actions too.

But this was easier to dismiss when seeing it directly rather than just hearing about it.

Pffft—

Gyeon Junhwi let out an involuntary hollow laugh.

This type of person was truly a first.

Unimaginable…

— I-it was… unpleasant, right?

— A little.

Suddenly, he recalled the first conversation Yeon Sora and Han Boram shared after Han Boram’s bloodbath.

A memory summoned without context.

No, there was some context.

This was also an unimaginable reaction…

After witnessing Han Boram’s skill, Yeon Sora trembled and expressed her discomfort openly.

Humans who detect discomfort choose one of two options.

Hide the discomfort and stay close.

Or show the discomfort and keep distance.

But Yeon Sora was neither.

She openly acknowledged being so shocked it was hard to accept. Nevertheless, she declared she’d stay close, and went further to offer encouragement.

Taking it one step further, she showed a smiling face while reminding them of her own worst traits.

This type of person was a first.

In this life and the previous…

‘What if… she’d seen it?’

The grotesquely wrinkled hands from drug treatment side effects. The body bound to a wheelchair.

He was a bit curious about Yeon Sora’s reaction to that, but—

‘Why would I need to know that?’

Gyeon Junhwi scoffed and shook his head.

Right now, he needed to plan what came next rather than such things.

“Well, not bad.”

A person even Gyeon Junhwi found hard to predict.

If he just kept a good grip on the reins, this could become a good card too.

* * *

I’ve become a celebrity.

At least right now, at this moment, there’s nobody more famous than me at the academy.

“Yeon Sora, you’re not filming corruption here too, right?”

Entering the classroom, the professor immediately tossed out this joke. I had to hear the same joke repeated six times yesterday.

Still, if I ignore it he’ll be disappointed, so I’ll respond.

“Why? Professor, do you have something to hide?”

When I gave an appropriate answer, laughter burst out everywhere with “Wahahaha.”

Suddenly I’m the studio audience.

“Protect truth!”

“Yeon Sora, I believe in your dedication!”

“Just smile once!”

“Eat this and cheer up!”

Support is standard. Every time I walk, smile requests pour in, and sometimes complete strangers hand me drinks saying to cheer up.

‘So it’s turning out like this?’

I obviously watched the coverage video too.

Since my dark history was escaping from the abyss into the world, my face burned a bit on the first viewing… but rewatching it from a pure viewer’s perspective wasn’t bad.

I’ll sound like I have excessive self-awareness saying this, but Yeon Sora… is truly the divine goddess of insane visuals.

Seeing it on screen, every single feature was so perfect it felt excessive, making me acutely feel the Creator’s blood, sweat, and overtime anguish.

And when she smiles, she becomes a goddess of makjang dramas.

Even the expression I made in front of the twins was collapsing the villain’s psyche at the cellular level.

I found myself applauding in admiration at the goddess delivering extreme satisfaction.

‘The world is truly unpredictable, isn’t it?’

This wasn’t my original plan.

My original plan was to pre-release Yeon Sora’s eye-level smile, then gradually follow the ‘The troublemaker has changed!’ route… but I suddenly exploded in popularity with ‘The troublemaker gave villains proper education!’

“Ki Hyeonmin! Don’t carry her this time!”

“Yeon Sora lip-seal absolute opposition!”

The cadets are shouting such things freely at Ki Hyeonmin behind me. Hyeonmin, who flinched at first, now just goes with it.

‘You’ve adapted, haven’t you?’

Ki Hyeonmin is still guarding me. Even now he says he’ll go to the library with me during independent study time.

This is the power of an incredibly capable fortune-teller!

For reference, I changed the occupation from ‘prophet’ to ‘fortune-teller’ even in my internal dialogue to avoid unconscious mistakes.

“Yeon Sora! Smile!”

Swiiiiish—

“Kyaaaaaah!”

After granting the request, I’m diligently massaging my cheekbones when Seong Hayul suddenly popped out.

“Don’t you have any self-respect?”

“About what?”

“That—they’re all laughing at you!”

Hayul suddenly picks a fight, then grabs my sleeve and yanks me close. Then she whispers in my ear.

‘Your coverage! There were reasons for all of it!’

That’s right.

Seong Hayul knows that the fortune-teller did crazy things to prevent tragedy.

“Aren’t you frustrated?”

“About what?”

“Didn’t you see people’s reactions?”

I did.

Mostly ‘She’s insane’ reactions… but honestly, since I actually did lose my mind and just returned from Andromeda recently, there’s nothing to argue.

“Can’t everyone just enjoy it? It’s not like I’m getting cursed at.”

“What?”

“They’ll get bored and stop soon anyway, right?”

“Ugh, I genuinely worried about such nonsense for nothing!”

Seong Hayul huffed and stomped away.

She seems to have completely given up on pretense.

“It’s Yeon Sora!”

“Waaah!”

I waved my hand and scattered smiles to respond to everyone’s support. With the feeling of a British royal out for a stroll.

But internally, I’m quite worried too.

‘If this goes on too long, it’ll be troublesome…’

I can’t do what I need to because of excessive attention.

The most important among them is fortune-teller sessions with my babies.

Gyeon Junhwi, Ki Hyeonmin, Yeom Juwan.

I still haven’t had serious conversations with all three.

Every time pink hair appears, everyone in the vicinity rushes over, so I couldn’t have discreet conversations.

‘But today is different!!!’

After entering the library, I presented my student ID to the librarian at the entrance.

“I reserved a study room?”

That’s right.

After experiencing Yeon Sora’s popularity yesterday, I didn’t rely on chance and reserved a private space in advance!

I planned to drag someone in for a session, and today’s guest is Ki Hyeonmin.

“Ah! Oh! Yes! I’ll find the key for you! Wait just a moment!”

The librarian rushed inside with a blushing face fanning herself.

In the meantime, I turned around to confirm the reservation.

“Ki Hyeonmin, you’ll come into the study room with me, right?”

“Understood.”

Seeing him agree readily, my baby must have been waiting for the fortune-telling shop to open too.

A moment later—

“H-here!”

The librarian held out a small card key along with four books.

“What’s this?”

“Oh, that… you added them to your cart in the library materials search system… I pulled them out in advance to save you the trouble of searching!”

“I haven’t submitted a materials request yet though?”

“Librarians can see the cart list too… so if you came, I wanted to give them to you….”

But during the conversation, the librarian suddenly squeezed her eyes shut and said something shocking.

“I-I’m actually a Yeon Sora fan! I-I’ve been really depressed lately, but… it was the first time I laughed like that in 42 months….”

A fan of Yeon Sora… this is somewhat unexpected.

Other students are reacting to the concept character as entertainment, but this person is wiping away tears.

Well, laughing when things are tough is important.

“Yes, thank you. Please laugh a lot from now on.”

Knowing this better than anyone, I bowed in greeting and took the card key.

Now moving my hand toward the pile of books—

“I’ll carry these.”

Surprisingly, my baby offers to transport them for me. But after scanning the book titles, he pauses briefly.

<Psychology of Murderers>

<Why Do People Kill People>

<Interviews with Serial Killers>

<Encyclopedia of Demons>

Ki Hyeonmin turned his head toward me. Those eyes more pristine and beautiful than any scenic view are staring straight at me.

“……”

“……”

His gaze demands an explanation.

I clenched my fist and declared,

“Next time, I’ll kill them.”