Killer E-class Guide

“Just kill one Esper for me.”

In an era where Awakeners have emerged, Ha Seongho, an E-class Guide nicknamed ‘Money Freak’, has survived until now by lowering his contamination level with money.

Working as a cleaner at a hospice ward exclusively for Espers, he receives a request from the suspicious Esper Baek Yejun to kill another Esper after killing one using his hidden skill, ‘Dream Exile’.

“Would you like to work under me?”

“2 billion won.”

“Okay.”

Although the contract began with the goal of money, Seongho finds himself drawn to Yejun.

The two gradually grow closer, but Yejun still turns a blind eye to Seongho’s danger, while Seongho draws a line with him.

And as if determined not to leave them alone, the world relentlessly threatens them…

[Preview]

“Hyung.”

Thump.

One of the strings came undone.

“Shall we do something nice together?”

To think he tied it himself, only to untie it again. I had absolutely no idea what he wanted to do with me.

Whether he wanted to take care of me or just toy with me.

“If you want to die, go ahead.”

I turned around and crossed the rooftop. In the process, the knot in my hospital gown at my waist came undone and fluttered, revealing my bare, scarred skin. Since I was reluctant to let others see my scars and tattoos, this situation made me uncomfortable.

“I feel this every time, but…”

Baek Yejun muttered something.

I ignored him and walked forward to keep my distance. The rooftop door wasn’t completely closed; it was slightly ajar, so it looked like it would open if I pushed it with my body.

“Ha Seongho’s words feel different.”

Click.

The open door was shut by his hand.

“To think a death threat would hit me this hard.”

The voice, which had faded away, came from behind my ear. There hadn’t been a single sound of footsteps following me, yet he was standing right behind me.

“It’s so scary.”

A sigh fell on my defenseless neck like a blade.

I shuddered upon feeling fingers slipping through the gap in my hospital gown, feeling as if I might be cut. The feeling drifted far away.

“Please hug me and comfort me.”

He spoke and laughed again.

Both of my shoulders were already ruined. He said this knowing my arms were tied.

My rage boiled over until my blood ran cold. I turned around to look at him. It was that same innocent face he usually wore.