Chapter 46: Reality (15)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 46: Reality (15)
A dreamlike space where beautiful flowers bloomed. There, several pussies floated, glowing softly.
Then, Seol-hee suddenly appeared. She slowly undressed, revealing her figure, before turning around and presenting her ass. Between her firm cheeks, her plump, pink pussy was already wet.
Next was Jang Seo-young. She approached, showing off her luscious tits, then got on all fours and spread her pussy open. It was already drenched in her juices.
Jin So-hee appeared as well. Once a virgin, her pussy was now ready to accept a cock. She spread her legs wide, revealing the pink flesh within.
As they surrounded me, Im Hwa-yeon descended from the sky, her fiery red hair fluttering. She was wearing nothing at all.
Im Hwa-yeon rubbed her pussy against my face. I could feel her intense heat. Just as you'd expect from an A-Rank ability user, her pussy was as hot as flames.
I was enjoying the taste of each of my women's pussies when it happened.
The sky split open, and something enormous fell through.
"Sparkling Twinkle Diva-kyu!"
A huge gay man in a pink dress landed in front of me.
"Aaaaargh!"
I shot awake, drenched in a cold sweat. My heart was pounding violently.
'Fuck... Why did that gay bastard have to show up at the very end...'
Gasping for breath, I looked around. The lingering feeling of the nightmare hadn't faded.
"You're awake?"
A voice called out. I looked toward the window and saw Im Hwa-yeon standing there, backlit by the sun. Her red hair shimmered in the light.
"How long was I..."
"Three days."
Her voice, answering the question I hadn't even finished, was sharp.
When I tried to move, I felt something cold on my wrists. I looked down and saw I was in handcuffs.
"What is this…?"
"They're special handcuffs made by the Association. They restrict your abilities."
At Im Hwa-yeon's words, I glanced down at the cuffs.
I tried to circulate the internal energy in my dantian, and thankfully, it moved normally.
'Is it because the energy I use is different?'
Feigning ignorance, I asked Im Hwa-yeon, "Why am I in handcuffs?"
Im Hwa-yeon replied, her expression complicated.
"Shouldn't you know the answer to that? Who are you?"
Her question made my face stiffen.
'What? Am I still dreaming?'
My mind raced, trying to understand the intent behind her words.
'Did she figure out I'm not Kim Woo-jin? Or is it something else?'
A complex mix of emotions flickered across Im Hwa-yeon's face.
"So, are you going to answer?"
"Miss Hwa-yeon, that's enough. I'll take it from here."
The door to the room opened, and an old man with a sturdy build walked in. He wore a hanbok and radiated an intimidating aura.
Im Hwa-yeon stood up.
"Mr. President…."
'The Association President?'
The head of the Ability Users' Association had come in person. The situation seemed more serious than I'd expected.
The Association President walked slowly toward the bed.
"A pleasure to meet you. I am Han Mu-gang, the Association President."
"I'm Kim Woo-jin…."
"Kim Woo-jin, you say.... But you're not Kim Woo-jin, are you?"
His words made my heart sink. I knew I had to deny it.
"There must be some misunderstanding."
"A misunderstanding...."
Han Mu-gang chuckled softly, but his eyes weren't smiling at all.
"Did you know? The DNA, blood, and fingerprints of every non-Awakened person are managed by the government and the Association. In unusual cases, they're even used for research purposes. And…."
The President continued slowly.
"None of yours match."
I tensed at his words. Something was wrong.
'What...? I only changed my appearance. This is still Kim Woo-jin's body, isn't it?'
My mind was a mess, unable to comprehend the situation. Just as I was considering whether I should break the cuffs and run for it, the President spoke again.
"Hahaha, don't be so tense, young man. I have no intention of doing anything to you just yet."
The President, who had just been maintaining a heavy atmosphere, suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.
Seeing my tense expression, he smiled and sat down in a chair. The sudden shift in mood left me even more confused.
The intimidating pressure from moments ago vanished, replaced by the sound of his relaxed laughter filling the room.
'What is this now...'
I couldn't let my guard down despite Han Mu-gang's sudden change in attitude.
"The young man is quite tense, hehe. It's been a while since I tried to set a serious mood. It's quite fun, isn't it, Miss Hwa-yeon?"
Han Mu-gang laughed like a mischievous old man.
"Hmph...."
Im Hwa-yeon dropped her cold expression and looked at me with a pout.
"Oh dear, your girlfriend seems quite upset, hahaha."
"Mr. President, I am not his girlfriend!" Im Hwa-yeon snapped.
"Hehe, to be young. This is what youth is all about."
At the President's teasing, Im Hwa-yeon's face grew redder, and she turned her head away. The heavy atmosphere from moments before had completely evaporated.
'Has he gone senile? I can't predict him at all.‘
Cursing the old man in my head, I asked him with an awkward expression, "Haha.... So, what's going to happen to me?"
"We'll just conduct a few investigations. If you're not deemed a threat, you'll be released."
"May I ask what kind of investigations?"
At my question, the President looked back at Im Hwa-yeon.
"Miss Hwa-yeon, could you step out for a moment? What comes next is top secret."
Im Hwa-yeon seemed to hesitate for a moment at his words. But she soon nodded and stood up.
"Understood."
Once Im Hwa-yeon closed the door behind her, the President's expression turned serious again.
"Alright, first question. Where are you from?"
I tensed up instantly. I wondered if his question meant what I thought it did.
"I don't understand the intent of your question."
"Hmm, to put it simply, I'm asking which world's Earth you came from."
He knew I was from another world. I had to decide whether to answer his question, or to lie.
Han Mu-gang watched me with sharp eyes, as if gauging my reaction.
A heavy silence fell over the room as I chose my answer. Han Mu-gang waited patiently, showing no signs of rushing me.
"Before I answer, let me ask one thing. Have there been other people from other worlds besides me?"
"That's right. The World Association has identified a total of seven otherworlders. With you, that makes eight."
I wasn't too surprised by his answer. I had expected as much.
"They all came from different worlds. I've heard one came from a world with a completely different history than ours, and another from what we would call a fantasy world."
The President continued slowly.
"So, where did you come from?"
I thought for a moment. He was already certain of my identity. I had to decide how much to tell him.
As I tried to sort out my complicated thoughts, an idea suddenly occurred to me.
If there was an ability user who could distinguish truth from lies, my deception could be exposed.
'He came alone, so maybe that's not the case?'
Or perhaps the President himself possessed such an ability, or owned an artifact that did.
I had to make my story sound as truthful as possible.
'And I can never, ever mention my app's ability.'
I knew how ridiculously overpowered this ability was. I didn't even want to imagine how I'd be treated if I told him about it.
"I... came from a martial arts world."
I decided to say that, since I had just been to the world of the Daoist Yin-Yang Manual. As I spoke, I watched the President's reaction.
He nodded. He seemed to believe my answer.
"I knew it!"
The President's eyes lit up with interest.
"According to the reports, the swordsmanship you displayed and the energy in your dantian... they were of a completely different nature from our world's aether. I had my suspicions, but to think it's really a martial arts world!"
His answer suggested he had already had my body thoroughly examined.
"I have a question."
The President, who had been making a fuss, looked at me with a serious face and said, "What is it?"
"You... were you a big shot in that martial arts world?"
"...Pardon?"
The question he asked with such a serious face was so different from what I'd expected that I just stared at him with a dumbfounded expression.
"Was that too difficult? What was your level? You weren't some second-rate or first-rate fighter, were you?"
"My level is the Peak.... Why do you ask?"
The President looked slightly disappointed.
"Aww, what a shame. I wanted to actually fight someone who had reached the Transformation Realm from the novels. Ah! And how do the ability users here compare to the people of your world?"
The President's eyes sparkled as he asked, like a curious child.
"I'm not exactly sure. It hasn't been long since I came over...."
"Ah, I see. How long has it been?"
"Less than a month."
"Hmm... is that so. Not long at all."
The President rubbed his chin, lost in thought. Then he suddenly clapped his hands.
"Ah, that reminds me, I have one more question. Are you willing to teach the martial arts you've learned to others?"
"That's...."
Seeing my hesitation, a smile spread across the President's lips.
"I suppose it would be difficult, right? Is it a martial art passed down to a single successor, or a secret technique of your family?"
Han Mu-gang's eyes twinkled with curiosity.
'This old geezer... Don't tell me he's a martial arts otaku?'
"It's my first time seeing an otherworlder in my life, but to meet a true martial artist who uses real martial arts... Life is worth living, isn't it?"
"...You're right. Are the questions over now?"
"Hahaha. I guess I got a little excited seeing an otherworlder I'd only ever heard stories about. Let's move on to the next question."
"Yes."
"Do you have any intention of conquering or destroying this world?"
"Not at all. I just want to live a normal life."
"Do you have any peculiar beliefs? For example... that women are superior to men, or that you are the world's savior, that sort of thing."
"No... not at all."
"Any abilities that control or destroy the minds of others?"
"None."
The President nodded at my answers.
"Well, that's all the questions."
A moment of silence passed. The questions were a little—no, very—different from what I had expected.
"About the Kim Woo-jin incident.... Is there no punishment?"
"Was that why you looked so grim? We don't really care if one non-Awakened person lives or dies. In fact, gaining a powerful ability user in exchange is a net profit for us. As long as you don't pose a threat to the world, that is."
I could feel the disdain for non-Awakened people in the President's words. He spoke as if they were expendable.
'It seems the treatment of non-Awakened people is even worse than I thought.‘
"Hehe, from your expression, it seems you don't approve of how we treat the non-Awakened."
"...No."
My face had stiffened for another reason, but it seemed the President had misunderstood. Honestly, I didn't really care, but I went along with it to maintain a good image.
"Well, if you were a person from our world, you would naturally be punished. But since you're an otherworlder, we're making an exception."
"What's the reason?"
"When an otherworlder and a person from our world have a child, a powerful ability user is born."
I scowled at the President's words.
"I'm sorry, but I have no intention of sleeping with just any woman."
"Now, now, don't misunderstand. I haven't the slightest intention of forcing you."
"Then we're good. Is there anything else?"
"Fill this out."
The President held out a single white sheet of paper.
"This is?"
"It's a document to register your identity. Or would you prefer to continue living as Kim Woo-jin?"
Looking closely at the paper, I saw it was an identity registration application. There were fields for name, age, ability classification, and so on.
'I can use my own name?'
It was an unexpected offer. Using my original name was much better than living under Kim Woo-jin's identity.
I took the document he offered and began to fill it out slowly, one item at a time.
I hesitated for a moment. I had to write down my age.... Rather than 30, I thought it might be nice to be a little younger, since things had turned out this way.
After filling out the entire form, I handed it to the President.
"Let's see. Name is Jin Seo-yun, sounds like a girl's name. Age 20? You're younger than I thought. Cheolwon Qigong... the name of the martial art sounds a bit lame, but seeing as you took on that Gayman, it must be formidable."
The President said as he read the document.
"For the time being, you now belong to our Association. You'll also be under surveillance, of course."
The President added with a meaningful smile.
"Ah, and for your information... if you commit any crimes while under surveillance, you'll be sentenced to stud duty."
"…That won't happen."
"My business here is done. An Association employee will come by in a few days. Just follow their instructions."
The President stood up from his seat. He paused at the door and looked back one last time.
"And you did well not to break the cuffs and run. Well then, I'll be on my way. Miss Hwa-yeon will unlock the cuffs for you."
As the President left, the tension drained out of me. He was an inscrutable old man.
'Hah... I'm exhausted.'
Just then, the door opened, and Im Hwa-yeon walked in.