The Perfect Vol. 4 Chapter 5

“Be careful. Teasing someone about their name can get you into big trouble. That person may seem cheerful and normal, but they’re completely crazy.”

Hearing that made my heart race a bit. Could he be as crazy as Yangsimless? Could he be crazy enough to put Yangsimless in his place?

“How crazy are we talking? Obsessed with revenge or something?”

“Exactly. How did you know?”

“Crazy people are usually like that.”

The organizer nodded vigorously.

“That’s exactly what Mr. Song Youngdal is like. You really need to be careful with him. I’ve heard that once he targets you, your life turns into hell. He’s a very scary person. He’s famous among hunters too.”

Famous? I tilted my head in confusion.

“I’ve never heard of him. I work at the Special Department, so I know a lot of companies, but I don’t know Mr. Song Youngdal.”

“No one mentions his name. If you add even a little lie or exaggeration about him, he’ll take revenge. Many people have suffered severely because of him. So, very few people know his name. He’s only referred to by his company’s name and position.”

The world is indeed vast. There was someone just like Yangsimless. Could this person really put Yangsimless in his place?

“What’s the name of his company?”

“4K.”

“…4K?”

“No, 4K.”

“F.o.r.K?”

“No, the number 4 and the letter K. 4K.”

“…”

“4K operates in small teams and only hunts the highest-risk Heartless, so the general public doesn’t know about them. They don’t contract with the Special Department either, so it’s no wonder you don’t know them.”

“…”

“Sigh, I never imagined the head of that company would come to this meeting.”

“…The head?”

“Yes. There are two heads, but one is very normal, and the other is completely crazy. That’s Mr. Song Youngdal.”

“Who told you this?”

“Of course, he did! No one talks about the CEO of 4K. No one shares their experiences with him. The fact that they don’t even mention his name says it all.”

“…”

“Mr. Han Jemyung, are you okay?”

No, I’m not.

“It’s understandable. I never imagined such a big shot would be at my meeting either.”

“…Yes, it’s unimaginable.”

“So quickly put the gag back on and hide, Mr. Han Jemyung. He’s crazy, and you never know what he’ll do.”

His words hit me hard. Yangsimless really is unpredictable! I jumped up. My face must have been pale.

“Mr. Han Jemyung…?”

“Oh, damn!”

I cursed and ran outside. I had to stop Yangsimless. And so, I started running across the island again.

* * *

GM week is a state-sanctioned drug. That’s what Youngdal thought. During GM week, everyone releases their suppressed desires. Since the appearance of Heartless, survival has been the top priority, but during GM week, Heartless can be pushed to second place. For Youngdal, it was a time to unleash his suppressed desires.

He was known for being kind and never getting angry. Some people wondered why he became a hunter. But thanks to Heartless, he could barely live like a normal person. Without the joy of shooting Heartless in the head and mutilating their already dead bodies, he would have become a criminal long ago.

He liked this world where he could freely express his cruelty. But Heartless weren’t enough. Hunting beings that had already lost their sense of self made him want to hunt real humans. So he had been waiting for this deserted island meeting for a year. He found out about this place last year and spent months planning what he would do here.

When he spread the rumor among hunters that a great catch would be at this deserted island meeting, it was no surprise that only hunters showed up, except for two. And the other two were unexpected, making this meeting even more exciting. One was a timid civilian, and the other was a madman. The madman was annoying, but since he openly played the villain, it was easy to gather the hunters under him.

To do that, lies were necessary, but who would know? The CEO of 4K was truly unknown. But Youngdal knew one important piece of information. The CEO of 4K had a rustic name. Some people laughed at his name and ended up ruining their lives. Since then, no one dared to mention his name or even try to find out.

A rustic name. This fit him perfectly. Thanks to this, it was easy to disguise himself as the legendary figure in the hunting industry. Just recently, a completely new type of Heartless appeared, causing a major incident that destroyed the Special Department. The facility known as the ant nest was devastated, and most of the Special Department agents were nearly wiped out.

Youngdal heard from his company president that the CEO of 4K handled the entire incident. The country kept this matter completely confidential and handled all related matters secretly because the CEO of 4K was involved.

“The Special Department is the government’s top agency. If they all fell and a mere hunting company CEO handled everything, people would lose trust in the Special Department and the government. The CEO of 4K’s temperament also played a part. Rumors tend to be exaggerated, but it’s true that the CEO of 4K handled what the Special Department couldn’t. He’s a real monster.”

The president was right. All rumors get inflated and exaggerated as they pass through multiple mouths. No matter how monstrous the CEO of 4K was, he might not be that impressive in person. He probably had more luck than others.

In Youngdal’s view, the world was always like that. Successful people were luckier than others. Effort and innate ability alone don’t make everything work. There must be a special gift called luck to become the best. Youngdal didn’t have that. He had innate ability and effort but lacked luck, so he couldn’t rise to a higher position.

If he had luck, he would have become a legend in the industry. Youngdal could impersonate the CEO of 4K because he had the skills to back it up. He was the best in his current hunting company. But the company president always brought in trivial jobs, so he never had the chance to fully demonstrate his skills.

While he was dissatisfied with the company, he received a job offer from L&Y after hearing his rumors. He always thought he should play in a bigger pond, so he naturally planned to move. L&Y had a major accident recently, killing many employees and severely injuring the president, so they were recruiting talent, and he received an offer.

Considering his skills, it was only natural. The job interview was postponed due to the president’s circumstances, but it was only a matter of time before he became the top in the industry. The CEO of 4K? He would meet that incredibly lucky guy and put him in his place. But for now, he wanted to make the arrogant James beg at his feet. He also wanted to find Han Jemyung, but the desire to ruin James’s handsome face was stronger.

Everyone would be looking for Han Jemyung, so he needed someone to entertain James. The night was long. The moonlight was bright, and everything was easy for him, accustomed to night hunting. As he slowly approached Han Jemyung and James’s accommodation, he stopped when he saw a figure ahead.

Tap.

The figure ahead seemed startled by Youngdal’s presence and turned around. It was one of the muscly men. But his expression was strange. He looked at Youngdal as if he were a ghost, turned pale, and stepped back.

“Mr. Song Youngdal.”

He called his name in a trembling voice and stepped back again. He was terrified. Oh, what’s this? Is he scared of being eaten? Youngdal hadn’t planned on it, but seeing his fear awakened his sadism. Well, let’s give him what he expects.

“Did you get the prey you wanted?”

“Look, I know you’re the CEO of 4K. So we followed the rules you changed. But isn’t this too much?”

“Why? Don’t you like the survival meeting? You’re a hunter. Hunters should naturally accept this survival of the fittest.”

“But marking prey like this is too much.”

He raised his voice but stepped back again, afraid of retaliation. He was moving towards the path to escape, but Youngdal lost interest in catching him. He didn’t understand his words.

“What do you mean by ‘like this’?”

“I saw four people like that on the way here. And seeing one more here… Isn’t this too much? If you wanted Mr. Han Jemyung all to yourself, you should have said so from the start.”

“What do you mean by ‘like this’?!”

The muscly man frowned and pointed to Han Jemyung’s accommodation. There, the last embers of the campfire flickered like fireflies in the ashes. Youngdal walked towards the smoky interior but stopped after a few steps. One of the muscly men was lying on the ground.

But his posture was strange. His arms and legs were twisted in unnatural directions. Besides being motionless as if dead, his lower body was exposed. His pants were down to his knees, and his buttocks were exposed. Youngdal’s eyes were drawn to the space between his buttocks.

Something was sticking out. A long, black, round stick that looked familiar. It was the antenna of the walkie-talkie he was holding. The walkie-talkie itself was fully inserted. And that wasn’t all. Blood flowed from between his buttocks, staining his thighs and the ground.

“What is this?”

Youngdal muttered in confusion, and the muscly man nearby asked in surprise.

“Wasn’t it you who did this?”

“Are there more people like this?”

“Yeah, there are already four. One of them was conscious but couldn’t move a finger. Both arms were broken, and he couldn’t remove what was stuck in him. He didn’t look human at all. Was it really not you?”

Youngdal didn’t answer and just turned his head. This was insane. He expected some injuries from overpowering people, but this was something only a madman would do.

“Four more people ended up like this? Then who hasn’t been attacked?”

“I haven’t seen the guy with the scar.”

“And?”

The muscly man muttered and suddenly stopped breathing.

“What’s wrong? Who haven’t you seen?”

“Han Jemyung wasn’t there either.”

“Han Jemyung must have been caught already. Who else?”

“…James.”

What? Youngdal was too stunned to speak. So all the fallen people were hunters?

“Of course, James and Han Jemyung wouldn’t have done this… Han Jemyung is weak, and James is a gentleman from abroad, right? So was it the guy with the scar?”

No way. Youngdal shook his head. He initially targeted the scarred guy because he looked tough and would be fun to overpower. But he didn’t seem this strong. He was a big guy. Even with bright moonlight, it wasn’t easy for someone that big to move silently in the dark and ambush targets. Even if the scarred guy was as skilled at night hunting as Youngdal, could he take down five people and leave them in such a mess in such a short time? Honestly, even Youngdal wasn’t confident.

“But the scarred guy isn’t that skilled a hunter.”

The muscly man muttered, glancing at Youngdal.

“I talked to him a bit, and he said his office specializes in C-grade work. Could he really have done this?”

“…”

“Was it really not you?”

Youngdal didn’t answer again. But to the muscly man, it was the most certain answer.

“If it wasn’t you or the scarred guy, then it’s only… James.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Youngdal snapped sharply. Then it happened.

Snap.

A twig broke somewhere. It was faint but sounded like someone stepped on it. Fear spread across the muscly man’s face.

“Oh no, I didn’t even agree to this hunt. I just went along because it would be troublesome to oppose it.”

The muscly man muttered excuses and suddenly turned and ran. Hey! Youngdal called after him, but he had already disappeared into the darkness. Left alone, Youngdal gripped his knife and looked around. Then he opened a pendant and took out a pill. Damn, I was saving this to enjoy later.

He got this pill about two months ago while hunting a Heartless. The Heartless was in the early stages, so his symptoms were mild, and he believed this pill he got from the US would cure him. He treasured it like his life. At the time, Youngdal laughed at him but took the pill anyway.

There were countless pills claiming to cure Heartless. None worked. But later, he heard that a conglomerate family had set up a secret lab to research a cure. The conglomerate owner and his brother were arrested, and the Special Department took over their house.

Youngdal confirmed through a contact in the Special Department that the rumor was somewhat true. The pills came from the US. Youngdal only had three pills. Becoming a Heartless was scary, but his curiosity won. He decided to try half a pill. When he took it, he got an unexpected effect.

He felt great. His senses became incredibly sharp, and he was full of energy. He felt like he could leap like a bird. But the effect only lasted a few hours. Since then, Youngdal always carried the pills with him. Now he only had one left, but he swallowed it without hesitation. Whether it was the scarred guy or James, he would crush them all…

[Static- Ah, is this working? Hello? This is Han Jemyung.]

Suddenly, Han Jemyung’s voice came from the walkie-talkie.

[I’m at the headquarters, so if you want to catch me, come here. There’s ramen too. Don’t suffer in the dark; come have a bite… Static- What? I can’t eat this ramen? Why not? Do you think I don’t know you hid it to eat alone? Do you want to eat alone in this situation?]

The radio cut off with the sound of someone yelling at the organizer. Youngdal chuckled. The effects of the pill hadn’t kicked in yet, but he felt good the moment he took it. He was hypnotized into believing he was stronger than anyone. He leisurely looked around the dark surroundings and shouted.

“You heard him, right? Han Jemyung is calling us, so it’s only polite to go. Follow me. We’ll settle this at the headquarters. The winner gets Han Jemyung.”

He headed to the headquarters leisurely, but there was already no one around. Instead, someone was catching up to the fleeing muscly man and questioning him.

“Who is Song Youngbal?”

The muscly man looked at his captor in disbelief. Is it really this person…?

“Ah!”

The muscly man screamed as his captured arm broke, but soon swallowed his groan. His captor was holding his fingers. The fear of having his fingers broken overwhelmed him.

“The CEO of 4K.”

“4K?”

“It’s a famous but secretive hunting company. They specialize in high-risk Heartless, and Mr. Song Youngdal is the CEO… Ah!”

The muscly man’s fingers bent backward. The bone of his broken finger pierced through the skin.

“Please… spare me…”

“Sure.”

His captor replied shortly and pushed his arm.

“Lead the way. Let’s go see the CEO of 4K together.”

* * *

“Stop eating!”

A voice shouted from the bathroom. I poured hot water into the cup noodles and pondered. Should I gag him again?

“That’s emergency food!”

So why did you hide it to eat alone? I closed the lid of the third cup of noodles and waited three minutes. The voice from the bathroom tried to start a conversation, perhaps to alleviate the loneliness.

“Do you have any conscience at all?!”

Another person to introduce to Yangsimless.

“That’s my favorite cup noodles!”

Yes, yes. That’s why it tastes so good. I opened the lid and took a bite of the undercooked noodles. Running around the dark island had made me very hungry. So I decided to change my strategy to find Yangsimless. Instead of looking for him, I would make him come to me. I returned to the headquarters, found the radio, and also found the noodles. After eating three cups, I finally felt alive.

“Are you even human? You have less conscience than a flying squirrel…”

“I left one.”

Silence. I drank the remaining broth and asked.

“The boat comes tomorrow, right?”

“…We can’t leave.”

“What?”

“The boat needs to be requested in advance on the morning of the meeting’s end, but someone broke the radio that connects to the captain. We can’t contact the outside world now! Sob.”

What? So we have to stay here for three days?

“That’s why I told you not to eat all the cup noodles!”

“Is there no other radio?”

“No! I hate fish, so I need the cup noodles. Sob.”

The organizer’s sobs echoed in the bathroom, creating a bathhouse effect. I thought about eating the last one but decided against it.

“Did Song Youngdal do this?”

“I don’t know, sob, when I came to the headquarters during the day, it was already broken. Sob.”

So Song Youngdal planned this from the start. I had my doubts. Did he come to the island targeting Director Kook? Are all the hunters in on it? …No way. If they knew Yangsimless, they would know this was the only way to get rid of him. I got bored waiting and stood up. Whether Song Youngdal was a bad guy or not, he was still human. I didn’t want to see a non-Heartless person die. Beaten to the brink of death was fine, though. So I decided to end this situation before Yangsimless found out about Song Youngbal’s lie.

That was the only way for Song Youngbal to survive. I lured him here. I hoped he would arrive before Yangsimless. Please be closer. My prayer seemed to work, as he appeared in front of the headquarters after a long wait. I was relieved. He wasn’t dead yet. As I felt relieved, he smiled and asked.

“Your lover must have made quite a name for themselves in Italy.”

“Not at all.”

“You don’t deny they’re your lover. Have you already been ‘eaten’?”

I was about to respond but paused at his smiling face. His eyes were strange. At first, I thought he might have become a Heartless, but it was different. Heartless don’t have human eyes. There’s no humanity in them. Song Youngbal, on the other hand, seemed like he had short-circuited from emotional overload.

“Are you on drugs?”

“Hey, Mr. Han Jemyung. Is your lover that strong? So now you’re blind to everything? Cute.”

“You are on drugs. Damn it.”

Even if he were sober, I’d consider shutting him up. But a drugged guy? I should have roughed him up when he first arrived, like Yangsimless suggested.

“Drugs? That’s harsh. It’s a miraculous medicine.”

“I don’t care if it’s a miraculous diaper medicine, but from now on, shut up. Don’t say a word in front of James.”

I didn’t expect my threat to work.

“Why should I, the CEO of 4K, stay silent?”

“Hey, that term. Don’t say that term.”

“Do you know about 4K?”

“Oh, come on. Just call it 4K.”

I hurriedly looked around. I needed to shut him up before Yangsimless arrived. I took a step closer, and he asked.

“If you know about 4K, you’ve heard my reputation too? Aren’t you scared of my revenge?”

“Not scared of Song Youngbal’s revenge, so shut up.”

“It’s Song Youngdal.”

You might want to change your name to Song Youngbal soon. I took a step closer, ready to tackle him.

“Talking like you know 4K well, huh?”

I was about to hit him, but I couldn’t let this go.

“Yeah, I know 4K better than you.”

“Then what’s the CEO’s name?”

Na Jinwook and Guk… I didn’t know.

“You don’t even know the CEO’s name but claim to know better than me? Haha, are you scamming people by impersonating 4K?”

I felt unjustly wronged and pissed.

“Do you know? Do you know the CEO of 4K’s name?”

“Song Youngdal.”

“Forget it. Just stop…”

“Do you know why my name isn’t known? Because it’s rustic. People who laughed at my name ruined their lives, and now no one even mentions it.”

“Rustic?”

“Yeah.”

“Gukgeokgik?!”

No, no. Gukgeokgik isn’t rustic. It’s sophisticated and urban. Then,

“Gukgakgok!”

“What?”

“Gukgeokgok? Wait, is it Gukgeungguk?!”

And just like that, I shut Song Youngbal up without using force. Instead, my mind was filled with ‘ㄱ’s, and I forgot the urgency of eliminating Song Youngbal quickly. If Song Youngbal knew the true meaning of 4K, he would have stopped me by saying it had six ‘K’s, but once my mind was filled with ‘ㄱ’s, I couldn’t stop.

“No, it’s definitely Gukgakgok!”

“Hey, what are you talking about? What’s Gukgakgok?”

“What do you mean? It’s a name.”

Yeah, a name. I nodded, then froze in shock. It wasn’t my voice. Yangsimless emerged from the darkness.

“Even if it’s tricky to pronounce, it has a significant meaning. Parents named their children hoping it would be unique in the world. But since so many had the same thought, it became the most common name. For the same reason, Gukgeokgik, Gukgeokgok, Gukgeungguk, etc., are also commonly used. Don’t you know this basic knowledge?”

A die-hard fan of my novel appeared. Well, it’s not common knowledge. Of course, if my novel becomes famous, it might become common knowledge. A sense of pride welled up from deep within, but it was mixed with shock, so I couldn’t fully feel it. I was already surprised once by his appearance before I could deal with Song Youngbal, and twice by his accurate memory of my novel’s content, leaving my mouth agape.

And I was surprised a third time when I saw someone limping behind him. It was one of the muscly men. But his arm was strange. One arm was twisted oddly, and the other dangled. The muscly man’s face was tear-streaked as he pointed at Song Youngbal with his chin.

“That, that person is the CEO of 4K.”

My efforts were in vain. Of course, most of my efforts involved leisurely eating three cups of ramen, but still, my humanitarian attempt to save Song Youngbal bore no fruit. Song Youngbal’s big mouth didn’t help either.

“Yeah, I’m the CEO of 4K. Do you know 4K?”

He would. I looked at Yangsimless and stepped back. He chuckled. He seemed to find the situation quite amusing. But his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

“4K, I’ve heard of it. The CEO is said to be very handsome, smart, and perfect at everything.”

He didn’t miss the chance to brag. Song Youngbal chuckled too. His eyes gleamed with madness, likely due to the drug’s effect.

“There’s more. He’s got a terrible temper and holds grudges. Once someone crosses him, their life turns into hell.”

Song Youngbal predicted his own future. I looked at Yangsimless again.

“Wrong.”

He said one word and walked towards Song Youngbal. Song Youngbal smiled confidently at Yangsimless.

“Do you know you’re wrong?”

He would.

“Do you know why I became a legend at 4K?!”

Song Youngbal shouted and charged at Yangsimless. He was incredibly fast, faster than any normal person. He quickly closed the distance and swung a small knife at Yangsimless. But the knife only cut through the air. No matter how fast and strong he was, his movements had many flaws. Perhaps because of his delusion of being the CEO of 4K, his movements were unnecessarily large.

Such moves could be dodged by stepping aside slightly. But Yangsimless didn’t move. He stood still, blocking the attack with one hand and grabbing Song Youngbal’s vital point with the other. A few sneers and hand movements were all it took. I’ve seen Yangsimless fight several times and even clashed with him directly, but I’m always amazed.

Even if you’re an ordinary person, it’s hard to overpower an adult male with just strength. That’s why you use techniques. You learn martial arts to use your opponent’s strength against them. If your opponent is strong and skilled? Naturally, you need to use more sophisticated techniques. That’s why I can’t help but admire Yangsimless.

Yangsimless grabbed Song Youngbal’s neck. And Song Youngbal’s feet dangled in the air. Imagine grabbing the neck of someone attacking you in mid-air. This isn’t about technique; it’s pure strength. Is Yangsimless really a Heartless? Only then did panic appear on Song Youngbal’s face.

“Gah! Ugh!”

His bravado disappeared, and he raised one hand, his face flushed with blood. But all he could do was flail. He barely managed to grab Yangsimless’s arm, but then he screamed again. Yangsimless was breaking his fingers one by one.

“I have no idea what legend you’re talking about. This can’t be all, right? Huh?”

“Gah! Ugh!”

“What? I can’t hear you. Oh, I’m holding you.”

Yangsimless released his grip on Song Youngbal’s neck. Song Youngbal seemed to collapse but suddenly sprang up, kicking. But Yangsimless blocked the kick with one arm. Instead, Song Youngbal screamed and collapsed. His broken-fingered hand was still held by Yangsimless. His fingers were now bent in different directions.

“Damn bastard!”

Song Youngbal cursed and tried to get up, but this time it was his wrist. Yangsimless twisted his hand and arm.

“Now I can hear you. So, what legend are you?”

Next was his elbow.

“Agh!”

With a scream, his arm dangled below the elbow. Only then did Yangsimless let go, and Song Youngbal staggered to his feet. The drug’s effect must have been strong, as his eyes regained their murderous intent.

“Who the hell are you?”

“James.”

“Are you a hunter too?”

“Something like that. I’m going to hunt you now. Run while I count to ten.”

“Do you think I’ll really run? Do I look like a joke because I got caught by you?”

“Six, seven.”

Song Youngbal gritted his teeth and took a step forward. I had to give credit to the drug. He should have run, but he tried to attack again. Meanwhile, Yangsimless finished counting. At the same time, Song Youngbal attacked again. But this time, it was an unexpected attack. He targeted me.

He must have thought of taking me hostage. He tried to grab me with his uninjured arm. Of course, I had no intention of being caught. I twisted my body to dodge and slapped his face with my left hand. He had too many openings. With a smack, his head turned, and he looked at me in shock. I calmly explained.

“I told you, I’m ambidextrous.”

“What, what are you?”

“Special Department administrative staff.”

He looked at me in disbelief and suddenly stepped back. But he was easily caught by Yangsimless, who had approached slowly. This time, his uninjured hand was caught. And his neck was grabbed again.

“Gah!”

The same situation repeated. Yangsimless choked Song Youngbal, broke his fingers one by one, twisted his wrist, and bent his arm. His fingers broke so badly that the bones pierced through the skin. And then he let go again.

“I’ll count to ten. Run.”

This time, it seemed even the drug couldn’t numb the pain. He seemed to realize that it wasn’t just bad luck that got him caught.

“One, two.”

Before Yangsimless reached three, Song Youngbal scrambled to his feet and started running. His dangling arm made him look like the muscly man who had been dragged by Yangsimless. The muscly man just sat there, watching in terror.

“Five, six.”

“Stop it. He must have realized his mistake by now…”

“Eight, nine, ten.”

My words were ignored. Yangsimless went after Song Youngbal as promised. I hesitated, unsure whether to stop him or not. While they disappeared, the muscly man asked me.

“Who is that guy? I’ve never heard of a hunter like him.”

“You have.”

“No, I haven’t. There’s no one in the country who could take down the CEO of 4K like that.”

“Do you still believe Song Youngbal is the CEO of 4K?”

“He’s not? Then who is he?”

I didn’t know. A scream came from the nearby darkness. It was Song Youngbal. This time, it was a long, drawn-out scream. After a while, Yangsimless emerged from the darkness, dragging Song Youngbal by the hair. Song Youngbal’s leg seemed broken, and he was covered in blood. Yangsimless threw him back to his original spot and spoke again.

“I’ll count to ten. Run.”

Fear spread across Song Youngbal’s face.

“Director Kook.”

I called him again, but he ignored me.

“One, two.”

Song Youngbal, sitting on the ground, tried to push himself away from Yangsimless with his good leg. Blood dripped from his face, and his swollen eyes barely opened, but he still tried to escape.

“Five, six.”

“Stop it.”

“Seven, eight.”

“James wouldn’t do this in front of me.”

Nine. He glanced at me while counting. I quickly added.

“James wouldn’t let me see this. James is so kind and perfect, always thinking of me.”

He turned towards me. I worried he might count the last number, but he said something else.

“That’s true.”

“Right?”

“Yes. Don’t worry. I won’t let you see.”

But his eyes were cold. Something was wrong. As he approached, I realized.

“Wait, you don’t mean to knock me out so I won’t see, right?”

“It won’t hurt at all.”

It hurts when you wake up! My neck ached so much after the ant nest! But now wasn’t the time to complain.

“Knock him out!”

Of course, I meant Song Youngbal. I gestured wildly at him. Yangsimless didn’t even glance at my frantic movements. I spoke faster.

“Knock him out and come to me. Then ask if I’m okay and kiss me. Passionately, bending me over.”

He stopped. Did my words work?

“Three spins, three spins too.”

Hey.

“Don’t worry. There are only two laps, two and a half laps left.”

“…I’m going to get crushed.”

“Forever?”

“…..”

“Two laps, two laps…”

“Al, all right.”

Damn. I swallow my curse, unlike him who turns around abruptly. Then he goes and knocks out Song Youngbal and the muscleman, who are groaning, and runs back to grab my hand. Is he going to run three laps, three laps? I tried to refuse, but he bent my waist and kissed me.

Unfortunately, my waist was bent too much to enjoy the kiss. I thought I was getting acute disc pain. When I came to my senses, he was leading me into the headquarters. I was a bit scared. Should I run around the island instead? But I couldn’t stop. His hand was hot. After entering the headquarters, I stopped and faced him. I let go of his hand and instead grabbed his wrist. I could feel his pulse on my fingertips. It was beating very fast.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. Why?”

Why? Because your heart is about to burst right now.

“You seem to be in a good mood.”

“Not really.”

No one would believe that answer with a smile that showed all his teeth. I decided to believe him for now. In truth, I was also nervous, my heart was pounding, and I didn’t have the leisure to tease him. He took off his shirt. I also tried to take off my T-shirt, but I hesitated and asked,

“This isn’t your first time, is it?”

He paused. The T-shirt that had come off his head stopped at his arms.

“Is that important?”

“I’m not interrogating your past. Absolutely not. I heard that the one doing the inserting needs technique. If you’re not skilled, it can be very painful.”

He smirked and threw his shirt on the floor.

“My technique is perfect. I’ve done simulations tens of thousands of times.”

“Simulations?”

“You don’t need to ask, you can just see how good I am. By the way, is this your first time, Han Jemyung?”

I couldn’t answer right away. I hoped the darkness hid the trembling of my eyes. The place where we were facing each other was the living room inside the headquarters, and the only light was in the entrance hallway. It was brighter than moonlight, but not everything was clearly visible. But I couldn’t say it was dark. I couldn’t even say it was bright. I didn’t know what level of brightness was appropriate for sex. I would have known if I had done it before.

“I’ve done it thousands of times. I’ve lived such a promiscuous life.”

A promiscuous life with my right hand. He shrugged once, coolly accepting my past.

“I already guessed you must have been very popular.”

This time, I paused. Actually, I didn’t have high expectations for this sex. It wasn’t like the mood was set with a kiss, and agreeing to do this to save someone like Song Youngbal was humiliating. So I wondered if I could even enjoy it properly, but it was an unnecessary worry. His words just now pierced my heart.

Wow, this person is really smitten with me. He’s saying things even my grandmother wouldn’t say to me. Realizing that the selfish and self-absorbed Director Kook really likes me made my body heat up. Suddenly, I wanted to do anything. I also threw my shirt on the floor, unbuckled my pants, and unzipped them. As he was taking off his pants, his gaze reached my fingertips.

“Actually, I’m a bit scared. No matter how promiscuous I’ve been, this is my first time with Director Kook. So let’s do it this way. I’ll take the lead first. Don’t move.”

And I pushed his shoulder towards the sofa. I hoped desperately that he wouldn’t notice the slight trembling of my hand. Yangsimless lay down on the sofa with a light gesture, then interlocked his fingers behind his head.

“Do whatever you want.”

But I didn’t know what to do first. Still, I had some common sense. The other person needed to be erect to put it inside me. The problem was getting Yangsimless’s thing up, but this was easily solved. He was already hard. I touched his underwear, which was tented up.

He squirmed. I had touched it before. No, I think I had. Remembering again, Yangsimless always grabbed both his and mine and shook them, and I just panted passively. Thinking that he was lying still and I could do whatever I wanted made everything feel unfamiliar and new.

Looking down from above, I could see his broad shoulders that I had fallen for. His body was amazing. At least, I was about to have a relationship with someone who perfectly fit my ideal type. His body was so amazing that I slightly doubted if this was real. Taking off his underwear made it even harder to breathe. His penis was erect enough to touch his stomach. So this is what it looks like from here. I reached out and grabbed his penis. He squirmed his waist again.

“Don’t move.”

I felt an incredulous gaze on me.

“If I react, then Han Jemyung, who is touching me, will get excited too, right?”

That’s true. I was already half erect.

“Still, we haven’t even started yet, so you shouldn’t move.”

I boldly replied and slowly stroked the penis I was holding with my hand. Perhaps trying to follow my instructions, he tensed his body to stay still. The skin in my hand was soft. Unlike the hard penis, the skin covering it was as soft as velvet, so I didn’t feel any discomfort touching someone else’s penis.

Rather, feeling it squirm and get even hotter in my hand made me feel like I was dominating my partner, which felt great. Yangsimless let out a long sigh, like a groan. But he could still hold back. He stared intently at my face as I curiously touched his penis.

“Did you want to see me come alone?”

No, that’s not it. I paused my hand for a moment at his question, and I saw him straighten his bent knee.

“I don’t mind coming alone, but I can’t see you properly. Let’s get into position.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

Even as he said that, he straightened his body, which had been awkwardly bent at the waist. Then I climbed onto his thighs. Before taking my position, when I took off my underwear and became equally naked, the gaze piercing my body stung like a needle. Ignoring that gaze, I sat down.

Spreading my bare legs wide and straddling someone made me shiver slightly. Then I started rubbing his penis in earnest. Listening to his words made me want to see him come alone. My right hand, with its years of experience, had no problem arousing my partner. But I was more curious about how Yangsimless would react.

Maybe I’m a pervert. I wanted to see every expression and movement of his body, but my gaze couldn’t leave the penis moving in my hand. I stared blankly at his growing and hardening member as I stroked the shaft up and down. I just couldn’t look away.

I didn’t need to know how his breathing became rough, how his expression changed seductively, or how his eyes filled with deep desire. Just his penis alone made my mouth dry and my heart pound. The fact that stroking and stimulating leads to ejaculation was simple, yet it felt novel and exciting as if I was experiencing it for the first time.

As I was captivated by his penis, I unconsciously brought my tongue to the mushroom-like tip of his glans. When I licked the indentation in the center of the glans, his body between my legs squirmed. I glanced up at him. Our eyes met. I had somewhat expected him to look embarrassed. But when our eyes met, it was the opposite.

For some reason, when I met his dark, flickering eyes, I felt embarrassed. I quickly lowered my gaze to hide it, but my heart beat even faster. The penis in my hand squirmed and grew hotter, reaching its climax as I expected. His lower abdomen tensed.

I went further than just licking, taking the glans into my mouth and sucking hard, while increasing the speed of my hand. He shivered so much beneath me that I thought I might fall off, and then he ejaculated. I thought I heard a short moan from his throat, but everything happened so quickly that I couldn’t be sure.

“How was it?”

The question wasn’t from me. Yangsimless asked me. I picked up his shirt from the floor and wiped the semen from my hand and his body. I felt a sense of pride in being able to boldly dirty his shirt, but also a sudden worry.

“This isn’t a limited edition shirt made by your grandmother, is it?”

“No. It is a limited edition by a famous designer, though.”

Oh, I see… What?! I turned the shirt over and examined the tag, which was hard to see in the dark. It was genuinely a famous brand. Damn.

“I, I’ll wash it for you. If you use a n, neutral detergent…”

“Never mind that, come back up.”

Never mind? The unbelievable words were soon forgotten. His penis was still large and hard for someone who had just ejaculated. Then the question came again.

“How was it, I asked.”

“Well, it wasn’t bad.”

My heart was pounding like a drum, but I lied boldly. Then I climbed onto his legs and squeezed some gel onto my hand.

“And Director Kook?”

“I wasn’t bad either.”

I looked into his eyes. I had never seen eyes gleaming with desire so close before. His gaze was so intense that I felt like I was being ravished just by his look. I inserted my gel-covered fingers into my backside. With the help of the gel, two fingers went in easily. I didn’t want to get hurt, so I widened the inside and applied enough gel. My other hand supported my upper body on his stomach. My abdomen brushed against his hard penis. It was hot.

After applying all the gel, I put a condom on his penis and brought it to my buttocks. The tip of the condom-covered penis touched my gel-covered entrance. Just inserting a little bit made me feel a tremendous foreign object inside. Come to think of it, it was incredibly large.

Fear washed over me belatedly. It seemed impossible to insert it all. I tried a few more times, but only the tip went in slightly, and I was too scared to lower my hips easily. I was the one breathing heavily. Yangsimless, lying beneath me, was leisurely watching me. I couldn’t bring myself to stop here out of pride.

“Should I help you? I just need one hand to be free.”

If it’s just one hand, well…

“Yes, it’s no fun doing it alone. You can move one hand.”

I foolishly acted tough and gave him permission. As soon as I finished speaking, his hand, slick with gel, slipped into my backside. His long fingers went deep inside, pressing against my inner walls. And he accurately found that spot that drives men crazy. Of course, I went crazy too. In an instant, electricity coursed through my entire body.

I ejaculated without meaning to. But before the pleasure could even fade, he pressed that spot again. Fuck, damn. I cursed and shivered in my lower abdomen. It was hard to support my body, so I leaned my hand on his stomach and lowered my upper body. I had never had orgasms come in such quick succession before. The pleasure was so intense it felt like it was piercing my head.

“Ugh… huh, huh.”

I lay face down on top of him, only my buttocks raised, and moaned. Then I heard a whispered suggestion from him, his breath also a bit ragged.

“Can I move one more hand? Just my hands.”

Just his hands. I don’t remember, but I must have given him permission. His other hand grabbed my waist. His penis touched my backside again. My lower body was still twitching from the aftermath of ejaculation. The tip of his penis entered me. Then the hand gripping my waist forcefully lowered my body.

“Huh!”

I tried to push him away from the unbearable pain, but the hand gripping my waist wouldn’t let go.

“You’ll feel good soon.”

Contrary to his soothing voice, he thrust his hips up and buried the rest of his penis deep inside me. Fucking bastard. A curse stuck in my throat and wouldn’t come out.

“How is it?”

“Ah… it hurts.”

“That’s normal.”

What, you asshole? The anger wouldn’t come out. I could only gasp for breath, and then I heard a sweet voice in my ear.

“You’ll feel so good you’ll cry soon. I’ll fuck you so good you won’t let go of my cock, okay?”

Hey, I don’t need that, just take it out!

“…Take it out.”

This time my voice came out properly, and I felt his penis pulling out. But the freedom to breathe only lasted a few seconds. His penis, which had almost pulled out completely, thrust back in. It was very slow. The sound of the gel squelching also slowed down. But I had no leisure to feel it.

“Take it out, I said take it out.”

“Yeah, I’ll take it out. Then I’ll put it back in.”

With that annoying reply, this time he didn’t pull out right away, but slowed down even more and his penis slowly pulled out. Was it because of the slow speed? A stimulation that I hadn’t felt before spread through my lower abdomen. As I squirmed and reacted, he asked,

“Is it here?”

When I didn’t answer, he quickly thrust up from below and pulled out again. This time, he accurately hit the stimulation point as he passed through. Huh! I gasped and shook my body. As I reacted, he grabbed my waist with both hands and started thrusting up from below in earnest.

“Huh! Ugh… ha, ha.”

A moan mixed with pain and pleasure escaped my mouth. It hurt, but it felt good. Every time his penis thrust in and out, hitting my insides, my voice grew louder. My body kept shaking. I don’t know how many times I ejaculated. My penis twitched on its own, leaking fluid. The sound of thrusting, ha, it’s amazing, you feel so good, and other such words seemed to keep coming from him. But all I remember is the breath that felt like it would burst from my mouth and the pleasure that exploded inside me.

“Ha, huh… ugh, huh.”

“Fuck, you feel too good. Huh, huh, I’ll never let you go for the rest of my life.”

* * *

Siwoo was able to barely evade Director Kook’s pursuit after running around the island for several hours. But suddenly, it started to rain. Drenched by the downpour, he looked for a place to take shelter and entered a small cabin in the middle of the island.

It was daytime, but the sudden dark clouds made the visibility as dark as night. Siwoo, shivering from his wet body, tried to light a fire in the cabin’s fireplace but there was no fire. The cabin was equipped with a 100-inch TV, the latest audio system, a refrigerator, a luxury leather sofa, a canopy bed, a wine bar, and even air conditioning, but there was no fire.

Siwoo felt miserable that he was suddenly dropped on an unfamiliar island and couldn’t even enjoy warm heat. The wine bar was stocked with all kinds of delicacies, but what good were they if he couldn’t even light a match in this reality? Siwoo had become the loneliest and saddest person in the world.

‘Sniff, sniff, I’m cold.’

‘You’ll be warm soon.’

Startled! Siwoo suddenly jumped up from his seat at the sound of the voice. Looking around, his gaze stopped at an armchair in one corner. Someone was sitting there. Although it was as dark as night, he could immediately tell that the figure was Director Kook, who had a large and beautiful appendage like a Greek statue.

‘Cu, Director Kook! How did you get here…!’

‘That’s what I want to ask. How did you find this place? This is where I come to rest alone. I haven’t told anyone about it, so no one knows about it. Who told you?’

‘No, I just… ended up here by chance.’

Director Kook seemed shocked, his eyes flickering. A loud voice echoed within him.

―Wi Siwoo is truly my destiny!―

No matter how much he tried to avoid it, this person always appeared before him. It was time to accept this as destiny. He loved him, but the excuse that it was just desire no longer held.

‘But there’s not even any fire here.’

‘I can make fire.’

He got up from his seat and approached. He was no different from when he was chasing Siwoo. Wearing only a shower gown over his naked body, his wild appearance made Siwoo’s face flush again.

‘Make fire?’

The answer came from Director Kook’s hands. He brought a fire-starting set with kindling, a long stick, and straw, and began to rub the stick with his hands to make fire. Siwoo was amazed. He had seen many men, but none had the skill to make fire. His skill was new and fresh.

Moreover, the reliability of being able to make fire at any moment added to Siwoo’s emotional turmoil. How cool! Look at him making that fire! As Siwoo’s gaze changed, smoke began to rise from the firewood that Director Kook was rubbing with his legs spread wide. As a small, red ember appeared, the fire soon spread to the entire firewood.

‘Sit in front of the fireplace. You’re shivering like a baby bird.’

Baby bird. The pet name that only James used made Siwoo’s heart flutter again.

‘Why are you crying?’

‘I, I don’t know.’

Siwoo turned his head and sat in front of the fireplace. Worried about catching a cold from his wet clothes, he took off all his clothes, including his underwear. As he finally warmed his body by the fire, he heard an angry voice beside him.

‘Wi Siwoo, you…’!

Why is that? Siwoo looked up in surprise to see Director Kook with an angry expression, taking off his gown.

‘Do you just show off your shiny body to anyone?’

‘Huh, Director Kook isn’t even wet, so why is he taking off his gown… mph!’

However, Siwoo couldn’t finish his sentence. Director Kook’s passionate kiss blocked his words. Inside the small cabin, amidst the raging storm, Wi Siwoo’s white rose began to burn.

The three days on the island passed quickly. The condoms that the organizer had packed in the bag were about half gone by the time they left. Me and Yangsimless became the most ideal couple that the organizer wanted. However, the organizer did not seem happy at all, even though a couple had formed.

Being tied up in the bathroom was sad enough, but he had to listen to that sound in the living room until dawn, and even the last cup of ramen was taken by that James guy, so it must have been the worst night of his life.

Actually, I do feel a bit sorry. I also forgot that he was locked in the bathroom and only let him out during the day. But just because the meeting was over didn’t mean his misfortune was over. On the third day, the boat that was supposed to take the dying patients away did not arrive. The reason was simple.

“Why do we need a boat if there’s no reason to leave the island? I told them not to come.”

No one understood Yangsimless’s explanation. First, it was an unimaginable story, and second, his expression was too bright. Third, this is only a problem for me, but he was announcing it to everyone while fiddling with my hand. The patients, who had to hear the shitty news while witnessing the shitty scene, did not look very happy. I quietly pulled my hand away.

“You told them not to come?”

Someone asked, but Yangsimless turned his head towards me. And with the smile that hadn’t left his face for two days, he asked,

“Why?”

The question came as he took my hand again. It was a question asking why I pulled my hand away. I tried to pull my hand away again. But Yangsimless gripped it tightly, so I also used force. A brief tug-of-war ensued. Under the gazes of the patients wondering, ‘What are those idiots doing?’, I gave an excuse as a sign of surrender.

“My hand is numb.”

“Does our baby bird’s petal-like hand have circulation problems?”

Everyone’s gaze turned to my hand, which was as large and thick as a 100-year-old palm leaf. But there was no time to argue about that now. I could only grit my teeth and force an awkward smile. My hand was really numb. Yangsimless finally let go of my hand. I quickly moved away to a distance where he couldn’t hold my hand. I was sweating.