Facility Personnel Roster
The heavy steel doors of the containment facility hissed open with a mechanical sigh, revealing a long corridor bathed in sterile white light. Sim Geon-ung adjusted his tie, the faint scent of antiseptic and something faintly floral lingering in the air. Another day. Another chance to listen, to understand, to keep the delicate balance from shattering.
He had long since stopped questioning how his life had become this. What had once been a quiet counseling practice had transformed into something far more… complicated. Dangerous. Intimate.
Containment Facility
Facility General Manager
Alice Canine
Species: Werewolf
CODE NAME: Classified
Notes: Female. The Boss. Bisexual.
——— FIELD TEAM ———
Species: Nine-Tailed Fox (Yōkai)
CODE NAME: NINE TAIL
Notes: Female. Field Team Leader. Fiercely possessive.
Species: Human (Esper)
Notes: Female. Former Vatican Combat Nun.
Species: Human (Esper)
Notes: Female. Former Vatican Combat Nun.
Species: Human (Esper)
Notes: Female. Former Vatican Combat Nun. Warm and easily flustered.
Species: Human (Esper)
Notes: Female. Former Vatican Combat Nun.
——— RESPONSE TEAM ———
Species: Human (Esper)
CODE NAME: NEURALIZER
Notes: Female. Response Team Leader. Masochistic. Wears the pink playboy bunny suit to amplify her hypnotic abilities.
——— MANAGEMENT TEAM ———
Species: Angel (Fire and Scales)
CODE NAME: M
Notes: Female. Management Team Leader. Archangel. Former Heavenly Legion Commander. Secretly voyeuristic.
Species: Human (Esper)
CODE NAME: COUNSELOR
Notes: Male. The one they all call Woong-i. Patient. Caring. Dangerously good at his job.
——— FORMER HIGH PLACE AFFILIATES ———
Species: □□ (Motherhood and Staff)
Notes: Female. Suffers from galactorrhea. Inverted nipples. Maternal and submissive.
——— FORMER VATICAN INQUISITION AFFILIATES ———
Species: Nekomata (Yōkai)
Notes: Female. Companion. Recorded in Inquisition files as Makatasrama Zhusamudea (Cute Beast).
Species: Witch
Notes: Female. Former Inquisition Prisoner NO. 77. Recorded as Oh Makatasrama Ehin Huztaya Miarquebats (Extremely Cute Genius Beautiful Girl Alchemist).
Species: Human (Esper)
Notes: Female. Former Inquisition Prisoner NO. 18. Tsundere and passionate.
Species: Human (Esper)
Notes: Female. Former Inquisition Prisoner NO. 13. Quiet and reserved. Spatial manipulation specialist.
Species: Witch (Dark Elf)
Notes: Female. Former Inquisition Prisoner NO. 8. Known as the Arrogant Seeker. Associated with the phrase Plumesa Del Luna Viez (Promise Made Under the Waning Moon).
Species: Human (Esper)
Notes: Female (?). Former Inquisition Prisoner NO. 3. Martial artist enchanted by power.
Species: □□
Notes: Female. Former Inquisition Prisoner NO. 0. Former leader of the Numbers. Deeply dependent and loyal.
Geon-ung closed the digital roster with a soft sigh, leaning back in his chair. The screen’s glow reflected in his calm eyes. Every name on that list carried weight. Every woman behind those names had stories that could break the world if left unattended.
And somehow, against all odds, they had all chosen him. Their counselor. Their anchor. Their Woong-i.
A soft knock sounded at his door. Before he could answer, the handle turned. A familiar pink bunny ear poked through the gap, followed by Seo Yerin’s flushed face. Her voice came out small, trembling with that familiar mix of professional duty and barely contained submission.
“Counselor… the morning briefing is ready. Everyone’s waiting in the central lounge. Even… even the Boss is here today.”
Geon-ung smiled gently, the kind of smile that always made her knees weak.
“Thank you, Yerin. I’ll be right there.”
As she lingered in the doorway a second longer than necessary, ears twitching, he added with quiet warmth, “And Yerin?”
“Y-yes?”
“You look beautiful in that suit. As always.”
The Response Team Leader’s face turned scarlet. She ducked her head, murmuring something that sounded suspiciously like a grateful whimper, before disappearing down the hall.
Geon-ung stood, smoothing his jacket. Another day in the containment facility. Another day of walking the razor’s edge between therapy and temptation.
He wouldn’t have traded it for anything.