Necromancer
The equipment from two five-ton trucks had all been moved into the underground training room.
Just the gear alone packed the spacious training hall full. The only free space left was the occasional narrow gap just wide enough to walk through.
Could research even be done in a place like this? Swinging Mjolnir, at least, was out of the question. Every single piece of equipment would shatter for sure.
“You’re here.”
Woo Suyeon suddenly appeared from between the machines. According to Elena, she had been up since dawn and headed straight for the training room—no, the research lab. She had even asked the housekeeper to bring her meals. Yet not a single blemish marred her skin. She must have been in the lab for at least four hours, but far from looking tired, she was brimming with energy.
She wasn’t even a Keeper. That had to be pure natural talent.
“Yes. How can I help with the research?”
“First, could we measure your mana?”
“Of course.”
“Then please step inside this.”
Click, click.
The silver cylinder standing in the center of the lab split open left and right, revealing an empty space within.
“…What is this?”
“It’s a multi-energy flow analysis device that uses Magic Stones. Once you’re inside, it can analyze any kind of energy. Just stand in the middle!”
Her voice was so full of pride that I couldn’t help asking.
“Did you design this yourself?”
“Yes! That’s right. I built it as a university research project! How did you know?”
…She really does live in a completely different world from me.
Who even thinks of making something like this for a college research assignment?
“It kind of showed in the way you talked. Stand right here?”
“Yes, yes. Did I really sound that proud? Hmm… I don’t think so… Ah, wait a second. I still need to connect the measurement equipment.”
Suyeon pulled wires from the cylinder wall and attached them to my wrists—both wrists, both ankles, and even my head.
Whoosh, whoosh.
While she bustled around me, her ponytail swung back and forth right in front of my eyes. My gaze followed it of its own accord.
“All set. When I give the signal from outside, use your mana. Nothing destructive, right?”
“I can do that.”
“Thank goodness. It may look crude, but this thing is expensive. Blowing one up every experiment would be a bit much…”
In other words, if I told her I could only do destructive stuff, they were prepared to replace the machine every single time. I already knew the Shinyongsan Crew was the richest in Korea, but the scale was on another level.
“I’ll step outside then.”
Whirrr, click, click.
The cylinder sealed shut and the lights came on inside. Suddenly I felt like I had stepped into a sci-fi movie—ironic, considering that stepping into a Gate usually meant fighting orcs with crude weapons.
There had to be other dimensions with science far beyond Earth’s, right? One hundred percent chance. What if the next summon was sci-fi? If it were up to me, that would have been nice.
“Ready! Now raise your mana!”
Even through the speaker her voice stayed high and bright.
I almost pulled the mana gathered in my heart—then stopped.
This experiment would lead straight into testing Mjolnir’s reaction to mana. If I used mana now and lust later… they would find out I had two different powers. That could get troublesome. Or just annoying. I wanted neither, so I would raise lust instead. Better that way.
To stir up lust I sank into fantasy. After everything I had just seen, Suyeon naturally became the subject. I wanted to leave kiss marks all over the pale neck her ponytail left bare.
Kayra and Elena immediately rebelled inside my head, but Nari noona declared it was fine and bound the imaginary Suyeon for me. Once you have three people, this sort of thing doesn’t even register as guilt anymore. If anything, the thought of staining someone so pure white with a black so deep it was almost tar brought a heavier guilt—and that guilt only stoked the lust harder.
Throb.
My “clone” stood stiff as always. Lust rose with it.
“Done.”
“Yes, just a moment.”
I waited quietly. Even after a while, Suyeon gave no reaction.
“…Suyeon?”
“No, this is… wait a second.”
For the first time her voice turned gloomy. Hoping something would register, I moved the lust around—shaped it into a sword the way I had when I first awakened it.
“…Uh, this is… hang on!”
Whirrr.
The cylinder opened. Suyeon stepped inside, shaking her head as if she couldn’t make sense of the readings, and quickly stripped every wire off me.
“Could you take off your top?”
“…What?”
Out of nowhere?
“If I attach sensors to your heart and dantian, I can get a more accurate reading.”
“…If that’s what it takes.”
I pulled my shirt off in front of a woman I had met only yesterday and barely spoken to. It felt strangely embarrassing. All the training had given me solid abs and a firm chest, but simply showing them still made me self-conscious. Suyeon, however, showed no such hesitation; she just stuck the sensors on with brisk efficiency.
“Perfect. Now we’ll catch something for sure. Just trust me.”
Whatever doubt she had felt earlier was gone; her voice brimmed with absolute confidence.
“Got it.”
“Ah, right—you can speak casually with me. You’re older, aren’t you? I’m twenty-three.”
Twenty-three—three years younger than me. Dropping honorifics with a complete stranger on first meeting felt odd, but those big round eyes staring up at me blankly made me nod before I could think.
“Ah, yeah. Sure.”
“Can I call you Oppa too?”
Oppa?
At the word my clone throbbed harder, putting out extra effort. Lately I had been wearing specially made pants for exactly this reason, yet it still felt ready to burst free.
“Oppa? Ah, fine. Whatever’s comfortable.”
“Yes, Jungmin Oppa. There are plenty of uncles around, but no Oppa. You’re my first Oppa.”
You’re my first Oppa.
You’re my first Oppa.
You’re my first Oppa.
I knew perfectly well it didn’t mean that. I knew. And yet it was still devastatingly powerful.
“When I give the signal, raise your mana again.”
“Yeah, okay.”
Click, click.
I didn’t even need to wait for the signal. I was already overflowing with lust. Being called Oppa for the first time had my heart pounding too.
Should I try seducing her?
Would she even fall for it?
More importantly—am I allowed to?
Shinyongsan wouldn’t sit still. Kayra and Elena probably wouldn’t like it either…
Even so, the lust surged far more violently than before. I could definitely move a larger amount than usual. Yet the analysis device still failed to detect any of it.
“Hiiing… I never thought nothing would show up. I assumed mana would be similar to the energy from Magic Stones, but it’s completely different. That means I have to start from scratch…”
“Really? Then what do we do?”
“Hmm… Let’s move on to the next step for now. Here.”
Suyeon handed me Mjolnir.
“Use the technique you used when you took down the Orc Chief. Even if every machine gets wrecked, don’t hold back.”
“I can’t go that far. There’s risk involved. I’ll just try it lightly.”
“Whatever’s comfortable for Oppa.”
That bright smile plus “Oppa.” My chest swelled with a grand feeling.
Once the cylinder closed, I slowly pushed lust into Mjolnir. The hammer immediately took on a pink glow and began to grow. So far, so good. When I stopped the flow it stopped growing too.
Maybe just a little more?
The mere thought was enough. Lust began to be sucked in like mad.
I had to stop it.
I let go. Mjolnir hit the floor with a heavy thud. Its size returned to normal and the incoming energy cut off—then reversed direction.
Whoosh.
“Kugh…”
The lust came roaring back just as fast as it had left. Scorching energy raced through my entire body; every cell it passed screamed. I tried to control it, but more had returned than I had sent out, making it nearly impossible. All I could do was endure.
“Kuuuh…”
The lust’s final destination was my clone. Swollen with energy, it grew so hard it felt ready to tear straight through my pants.
“Oppa! Are you okay? Jungmin Oppa!”
“I’m fine… huff, huff. I’m fine.”
“Just a second. Let me run a check.”
Suyeon sat me on the floor and activated the device. Apparently the cylinder also contained medical equipment.
“Your condition is fine… but there’s a lot of force concentrated in your genitals.”
“Huh? Ah, uh…”
Wait—that shows up?
My face burned.
“You don’t have to be embarrassed. Sometimes people put force into their genitals when they use techniques. Oppa must be the same type, right?”
“Huh? Ah, yeah. That’s it.”
But how could she discuss this so calmly? My face was scarlet while Suyeon remained perfectly serene—just like Kayra. Were all science types like this?
“A short rest should be enough. Whew… look at all this sweat.”
Suyeon wiped my face with her sleeve. As she leaned close, her natural scent washed over me—seductive enough to be perfume.
This girl… she clearly has no idea how much this kind of behavior turns a man on.
If she knew, she wouldn’t be doing it.
“We’ll have to do this again tomorrow. Will you be all right, Oppa?”
“Ah, yeah. Fine. This much is nothing. Did we get any useful data, though?”
“Hmm… the energy flow became a lot more intense? I’ll need to analyze the rest. I’ll work hard on it today and tell you tomorrow.”
“Thanks.”
“No need. I’m the one who should be thanking you for helping with the research while going through all this. If it works out, I’ll treat you to something big. Deal?”
Suyeon’s eyes curved into crescents. From the moment I entered the lab that smiling face had never once cracked. Even when she briefly looked gloomy, the atmosphere stayed bright.
…Maybe she knows exactly what she’s doing.
Either way, this research was going to be rough. If patience were a stat, it would be skyrocketing—because I had to hold back both the explosions of lust and the urge to pounce on Suyeon.
I had thought it would be simple research assistance. It turned out to be harder than expected—especially the mental toll. Suyeon was far too charming. I needed somewhere to release all the lust I had stirred up.
Kayra should be in her room, right?
My room was on the second floor. The house had four rooms up there as well; we were using two of them—one for me, one for Park Sena.
And that Park Sena was currently working out in the second-floor living room.
“Huff, huff.”
All the exercise equipment from the training room had been moved up here, turning the living room into a miniature gym. Park Sena was running on the treadmill.
“Huff, huff.”
Every stride made her large breasts bounce. Sweat had rolled her dolphin shorts up so high that her swaying hips were fully on display. A slight change in angle and the valley between them would have been visible too.
“Did the thing you went for go well?”
“Yeah, well… so-so.”
Park Sena stepped off the treadmill and sat down on the chest-press machine—positioned so that everything faced me directly. Her thin, sweat-soaked T-shirt left nothing of her breasts to the imagination, and the space between her spread legs was clearly damp as well.
“There are plenty of good machines here. Want to work out together?”
She ran her tongue slowly across her lips, then curved them into a seductive smile.
…What the hell is this now?