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    “Looking at you, Jae-jin, you’re really strange.”

    Seo Eui-woo, having deflected all the knife blades, smiled and tilted his head. His puppy-dog eyes, once so gentle and like those of a nobleman, had already turned cold and distant.

    “Even when I watch you like this, I can’t figure out what you’re thinking.”

    Seo Eui-woo stared at Kwon Jae-jin as if trying to gauge him.

    His smooth, gray eyes felt infinitely deep.

    “The way you talk is also a bit strange… and sometimes, the way you look at me is strange too.”

    “What are you suddenly talking about?”

    “Am I ‘Eui-woo ya’ to you?”

    “…Excuse me?”

    “Jae-jin, you know me.”

    The hand holding the kitchen knife stopped in mid-air. An invisible hand was forcibly stopping his wrist.

    “Kwon Jae-jin… you know me, don’t you?”

    Whether he wanted it or not, Jae-jin’s finger joints were unfolding one by one, starting with his pinky, and he was about to lose his grip on the beloved kitchen knife.

    It seemed like the knife would fall and clatter on the floor, but instead of falling, it also stopped in mid-air. The knife, having flown across the sink, landed neatly on the cutting board.

    “When we first met, you told me I was so young back then, and after that, you asked me if I remembered Jae-jin. And before, you naturally said, ‘Eui-woo ya, water…’…”

    “……”

    “How do we know each other?”

    “……”

    “And why don’t I remember anything?”

    Seo Eui-woo, having nonchalantly dug up a hidden, massive bomb, tilted his head. The parting in his hair, which had been so carefully shifted to the right, went back to the left.

    As if it were useless to try and distinguish Seo Eui-woo from Seo Eui-woo.

    As if such shallow tricks wouldn’t work on Seo Eui-woo.

    The disguise was futile, and he returned to his unique and irreplaceable original self.

    “Well… don’t you have anything to tell me?”

    Instinctively, his pulse quickened.

    His chest fluttered, and his nape prickled.

    Inside and outside the kitchen, a sense of silent turmoil brewed.

    “Even Jae-jin thinks Jae-jin is a bit strange, right?”

    Kwon Jae-jin, his hands now empty, moved his arms. Seo Eui-woo’s ability seemed to have been released, as if his task was done.

    Jae-jin clenched and unclenched his fists, checking his body as he regained control, displeased that his hands had been forcibly moved without his consent. Convinced that he was back to normal, Jae-jin clenched his fists tightly.

    “…Are you holding onto my waist and not letting go, and even taking my knife away, just to say something like that?”

    “It’s clear you’re hiding something, but it doesn’t seem like you’re going to tell me what it is, so I can’t help but suspect you, Jae-jin, right? Whether you’re thinking of running away, or if you’re thinking of something else entirely.”

    Jae-jin, who had been quietly holding his breath, silently cursed under his breath.

    He looked down at his feet for a moment, 고민하다가, then gave up on thinking and looked up again.

    “Is Seo Eui-woo some kind of bloodhound?”

    He finds things so well without being told.

    As expected, it was impossible to deceive Seo Eui-woo. That bastard had always had a better sense than a wild animal.

    Tch, Jae-jin clicked his tongue and frowned.

    “Yes. That’s roughly the situation. I know you, and you don’t remember me. That’s right.”

    A second life.

    It was like solving a problem with the answer key in hand, but that created a disconnect with his ordinary surroundings. No matter how hard someone running ahead of time tries, they can’t erase the sense of alienation they exude. It was bound to be exposed someday.

    In fact, Kwon Jae-jin had no intention of hiding his suspiciousness from the beginning.

    “But. Does that matter?”

    Because there was no problem with being confident.

    It was surprising that Seo Eui-woo had noticed Kwon Jae-jin’s peculiarity faster than expected, but that was all.

    “Seo Eui-woo, you should think about meeting the conditions I set first. Don’t get distracted by other things.”

    “Distracted?”

    “What you need right now is Guiding, isn’t it? You shouldn’t be interested in what kind of relationship we had, or how I know you. You won’t be curious either.”

    “What? That’s different from what you said. Weren’t you telling me to act cute and charming to win me over?”

    “That’s what I mean. I presented clear conditions from the beginning. Money, safety, treatment. Those three things. That’s the most sure and quickest way for Seo Eui-woo to win Kwon Jae-jin’s heart.”

    Seo Eui-woo usually throws money around carelessly, so he clearly doesn’t know how much a hundred billion-won asset becomes a form of cuteness and charm.

    The same goes for safe Guiding that doesn’t hurt. If a guy like Seo Eui-woo, who is young, has a good body, and is handsome, carefully watches you and fucks you gently without hurting you, that’s cuteness and charm. How could he not know this simple thing?

    Even Kwon Jae-jin, who had never felt physically attracted to another man in his entire life, was conquered in just four years, so wouldn’t that show it? Yes, the second-life Seo Eui-woo still doesn’t know. Too bad. Pitiful.

    And not treating him like a tool is so basic that there’s nothing more to say. Just not strangling him, not putting him in handcuffs, and not gagging him would be enough for Kwon Jae-jin to praise our boy, saying he finally did it, he’s admirable and commendable.

    “Money, safety, treatment, you say…”

    Seo Eui-woo stared intently at Jae-jin’s face with an unreadable look. He breathlessly examined every moment as he blinked his emotionless eyelids.

    Kwon Jae-jin’s black pupils opened and closed, and his persistent gaze relentlessly followed the trajectory of his eyelashes rising and falling.

    “Okay, then.”

    After a long time, Seo Eui-woo smiled brightly.

    His long eyes melted and curved pleasantly, and his well-shaped lips parted naturally.

    It was as if a dreamy purple fog cloud had lifted, and a ray of light shone through, illuminating Seo Eui-woo’s face brilliantly.

    “Jae-jin, I’ll lick you.”

    But to say such a thing with such a beautifully smiling face… lick?

    Seo Eui-woo stuck out his moist tongue. His warm, crimson tongue popped out as if to greet Kwon Jae-jin, then quickly went back into his mouth.

    “Guiding. I said I came up with a good method earlier. Just like how Jae-jin’s mouth was wet with saliva so he wasn’t hurt, I can just lick and wet Jae-jin’s butt like that. Then I can Guide you without impurities and without hurting you.”

    “……”

    “It’ll take quite a while…”

    “……”

    “If you lie down and spread your legs, Eui-woo ya will lick you.”

    *

    His toes, pointing towards the ceiling, trembled shamelessly. The muscles all over his body twitched, repeatedly stiffening and relaxing. Sweat soaked his lower body, making it damp all over. Especially between his legs.

    “Ah, ugh, stop… please!”

    Jae-jin plunged his fingers deep into Seo Eui-woo’s hair. He tried to grab his hair and pull him up roughly, but failed. Seo Eui-woo had no intention of leaving the inside of Jae-jin’s crotch.

    “Agh, I wahn more.”

    Seo Eui-woo replied with slurred pronunciation, licking his mucous membrane. The wet sounds didn’t stop. Even though the inside of his inner wall was completely wet and the mucous membrane was flabby and open, Seo Eui-woo was unrelenting.

    ‘How many minutes has it been already?’

    It felt like three hours had passed.

    ‘Until when… how long is he going to keep licking…’

    Jae-jin suppressed a moan and tilted his chin. Sweat streamed down his reddened neckline. It was getting harder and harder to hold on. If he relaxed his guard even a little, a sob would escape.

    Until the moment his asshole was first licked, Kwon Jae-jin didn’t waver. He just accepted it. It was better to be licked than to be torn and bleed. But he hadn’t expected that he would be laid down on the bed and moistened in the back for such a long time. The sun had set and it had been a while since it was dark outside the window, but Seo Eui-woo didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping.

    “Tha, that’s enough. A little, heueu…! I said it’s enough.”

    “Agh enough…”

    “We, wet, it’s wet. It’s all wet inside… enough, Seo Eui-woo!”

    Unable to bear it any longer, Jae-jin whined, and Seo Eui-woo, with a muddled pronunciation that was difficult to decipher, mumbled, “It’s too tight,” and barely lifted his head. Jae-jin loosened his back, thinking he could finally rest. As soon as he relaxed, Seo Eui-woo’s two long, thick fingers forced their way inside.

    “Ugh!”

    “Ah… see, it’s not working after all. It’s just wet, not loosened. It’s tight again as soon as I put it in.”

    It had only contracted in surprise at the sudden intrusion, but Seo Eui-woo was cautious. He gathered his fingers and probed the inner wall, confirming again that the inside was not open enough.

    “You’ll tear again like this. You told me to make sure it doesn’t hurt, remember?”

    “No, that’s not something that can be done in a day… eugh…”

    “Even just putting my fingers in is this tight and snug, mine won’t fit. But it’s better than before. I’ll loosen it up more.”

    Seo Eui-woo smiled and rubbed the deep inside of his hole. Kwon Jae-jin frowned and covered his face with his palm. Not only his nape but his entire face was flushed red. This was downright torture.

    Seo Eui-woo, oblivious to Kwon Jae-jin’s feelings, whispered languidly with a giggling face.

    “But, this is kind of fun. I should have tried this sooner. I shouldn’t have pulled out.”

    His long, protruding tongue touched the bottom again.

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