I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

In truth, Mint could have rummaged through Helios’s mind like this to peek at his memories. She could even read his thoughts and feelings entirely.

But she didn’t use it.

Because she had decided not to use that ability.

The Psychic-type Kia Ability she possessed was generally sinister and despicable.

“Miss, you know what?”

“….”

“That’s called filthy deception.”

The face of a man came to Mint’s mind—someone disgusting to even look at, a character from the original story.

He couldn’t understand why Mint didn’t use the ability she possessed.

So that man condemned Mint as a deceiver. He could do that.

But Mint knew herself better than that villain, at least.

She lacked emotions. But even someone like that—wouldn’t she have beliefs, values, and thoughts?

The way Mint cherished people and things certainly deviated from common sense.

You could tell by looking at the moment she began to care for Helios. Thinking “as long as he doesn’t die, it’s fine” while pushing him into life-or-death situations wasn’t normal.

Nevertheless, not taking the easy path of using Mental Abilities at this moment was Mint’s way of caring for Helios.

She had no intention of breaking her resolve not to carelessly invade others’ mental domains with this ability. That remained the same even now.

Rolling her eyes, Mint looked at Helios.

Unlike his usual behavior of being unable to meet her eyes properly and startling whenever her hand might touch him.

Helios was docile.

‘Too quiet.’

He remained quietly silent with his eyes covered by Mint’s hand.

No, he was drifting like someone lost at sea in a tsunami, floating above the memories that had surfaced from Mint’s probing words just moments before.

It was a memory like a dark ocean. The deep-sea fear he didn’t want to face.

Because Mint had asked for an intense memory that could overcome this vast ocean.

Did such a thing even exist?

It was a moment when he was gasping for breath, soaked by the sea.

A fragment of memory flashed before Helios’s eyes.

What unfolded was a forest. A Glass Coffin under a giant Poplar Tree.

On the coffin filled so full with Flowers it looked soft, two people were kissing.

“You started it.”

A moment of cozy warmth, sometimes rising with maddening pleasure and excitement.

A time when he wondered if This Place was a dream, and if it was a dream, he’d rather be submerged in it forever.

“…Now I don’t care what you are.”

Gender, age, relationship, secrets. Without considering anything, they fell into sensation and unconsciousness.

Could this be called a happy memory? The moment of suffering from angry thirst that couldn’t be reached despite being right in front of them.

‘The trembling has stopped.’

Mint, who was in contact with Helios, noticed immediately. She would have known even without touching him.

Though Helios didn’t know it, he showed subtle trembling when his mind was unstable.

“You remembered something. An intense memory.”

“….”

“What is it?”

If he had remembered something, she planned to create a state as close to that as possible.

Whether environment or condition. It wouldn’t be difficult if she applied her illusion-creating Kia slightly.

It was when she lowered her hand, thinking it wasn’t a big deal.

What, why did he become more dazed?

The trembling had certainly stopped. His eyes had also returned to normal, but he was drowsy.

Like someone dreaming a new dream.

Not a bad state, but couldn’t say it was good either.

‘This is annoying. Should I just knock him out today?’

She felt the urge to throw away the method she had been using to approach the source of his trauma, wasting all her efforts so far.

It was the moment when Mint finally raised her fist.

“…Matching.”

Match what? What are you matching?

Ah, my fist with your head?

Gradually unable to resist drowsiness, her thought process flowed simply.

“Lips, matching.”

The words that flowed from the drowsy disciple’s face were enough to stop her blind fist.

It wasn’t from surprise.

It was because she wondered what kind of nonsense this was.

Meanwhile, Helios, who had been momentarily lost in memory and unable to overcome his drowsiness, unconsciously blurting out whatever came to mind without distinction, finally realized what he had said.

‘…Am I crazy?’

No matter how much Helios had guessed that Mint was a woman through the strange visions he could see, through his new Kia ability!

Even though he was now certain of it!

‘Master doesn’t know.’

He had suddenly ended up asking a man for a kiss.

The moment he realized this fact.

Whoooosh!

Helios’s face immediately heated up. He wanted to die from embarrassment.

“It’s, it’s fine. It’s nonsense. Just ignore it.”

Helios tried to step back, but he couldn’t do as he willed.

Because his collar was grabbed and pulled forward.

It was quite an easy collar grab.

“What?”

Helios was too busy trying to compose his reddened face to even think about pushing her away.

“A kiss? With me?”

Did she really have to ask that?

“Or did you do it with someone else?”

Why would he kiss someone else?

“….”

“What. You’re saying I was your first….”

“Yes, yes it was, so let go!”

Did she really want to hear it from his own mouth? Helios felt heat rushing all the way to the top of his head.

On one hand, he even felt miserable.

“Anyway, it was just a delu… Mmph.”

With a low, short sound, his voice was swallowed up.

Because Mint had unhesitatingly pulled Helios toward her and pressed their lips together.

‘A kiss, is this shock therapy?’

Mint still remembered how Helios had glared at her with murderous intent when she complimented him during their first meeting.

Even if he seemed to have softened toward her, people don’t change easily.

So, the kiss with her must have been shocking enough to sit at the very top of all his memories and consciousness.

Same memory, different interpretation. Their mutual misunderstanding reached its peak with their touching lips.

Gasp.

His pale cheeks flushed red.

Helios squeezed his eyes shut at the soft sensation. If this went any further, he felt he wouldn’t be able to endure it.

His slowly opening eyes blinked seductively.

…I want to know Master’s real name.

But if I ask, and she realizes I know the truth and abandons me, what then?

Only after Helios’s large hand settled on her shoulder did their lips part.

Helios had gone deathly pale.

Mint was puzzled, but soon understood.

‘The shock must have been too great.’

As if in exchange for that, the instability and currents of Rampage that had been rippling across Helios’s face completely disappeared.

“There, now you can sleep, right?”

Helios bit his lip.

If there was one emotion of his that Mint could clearly recognize right now, it was anger.

His light purple eyes were filled with fury.

He was angry. Again.

Would he be able to fall asleep like this?

As Mint pondered deeply, wondering if she should hit him with her Fist again, that’s when it happened.

Mint’s hand, which had been naturally falling away, was caught again.

When she looked up at the force pulling her, blazing eyes and a face were right in front of her nose.

“I still can’t sleep.”

He could feel her breath. Helios, who had been exchanging exhales, spoke fiercely. As if chewing the words.

So then.

“Do it once more.”

Before Mint could answer, their lips met. Of course, Mint didn’t push him away.

If giving him one more time would allow him to sleep soundly, it didn’t matter.

Of course, she was human too, so the pleasure that primal acts brought wasn’t unpleasant.

Rather, the very fact that she, who had remained detached amidst countless crimes, drugs, and desires in the prison, could feel this was fascinating.

‘The only problem is…’

If he just gets angry and still can’t sleep even after this, then this time for sure.

She’d have no choice but to resort to her fist.

However, Mint didn’t need to raise her fist. The lips that slowly savored, the eyes that held a mysterious light.

As their time together lengthened, Helios’s eyes gradually grew drowsy and finally closed.

Mint felt regretful that his jewel-like pupils disappeared behind eyelids that fell like a roof and long eyelashes.

Yet she felt a strange satisfaction in clearly seeing the curve of his eyelashes and the three aesthetically placed beauty marks beneath them.

And very faintly, she wondered.

Was she viewing this man as a beautiful sculpture?

Meanwhile, Helios felt his eyelids gradually closing and instinctively knew the obvious fact that he would fall asleep.

This sleep would be restful.

‘…I’m not thinking about Father anymore.’

Even as he thought this, he couldn’t bear how pathetic he was.

Unable to endure the weakness within himself, the scratched mental wounds, he had begged his Master for kisses.

Even though it wasn’t intentional, what would this Master think of him?

He couldn’t help but worry.

Also, in a corner of his heart, deeply rooted lingering attachment and fear continuously knocked at his heart.

Master.

…If I asked you to show me your true appearance.

Would you hate it?

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