I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 147

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 147

Midnight Visitor

“What the hell? What kind of considerate person rings the bell at three in the morning?”

“Seriously. What kind of inconsiderate person.”

I walked to the monitor and pressed the button.

# Good evening, Mr. Yoo Jin-hyeok. This is the lobby desk. I’m truly sorry for the late hour.

“Hello. It’s fine. I wasn’t sleeping anyway.”

# The thing is, there’s someone here who insists they absolutely must see Jinhyeok. I told them to come back when it’s light out, but they’re being unreasonable.

“Who is it?”

# A middle-aged Japanese woman.

I frowned.

There’s no one who would come looking for me.

# Is your name Yoo Jin-hyeok? Mr. Yoo Jin-hyeok?

# You cannot come inside!

I could hear bickering sounds from beyond the monitor.

What’s all this commotion in the dead of night?

# She says she knows about what Mr. Yoo Jin-hyeok did in Kyoto. Let me talk to him.

‘What?’

Jinhyeok placed his hand over his chest.

Thank goodness.

It’s beating properly.

I was startled for a moment, thought it had stopped.

“Security officer. Could you send her up? I’ll talk to her.”

# Are you sure? If you want, I’ll call the police.

“It’s fine. Thank you for your hard work in the middle of the night.”

I stared at the turned-off monitor.

What I did in Kyoto.

Jinhyeok shrugged his shoulders after thinking for a moment.

Actually, I could have just sent her away.

There’s no way any physical evidence would remain.

Still, I was curious.

How did she find out? How did she track me down?

“Captain. Please stay still. I’ll handle this myself. Or I could tell that fraud to use a talisman on her.”

“I hate it when the demon says such things, but if the master wants it. There are various kinds. From ones that make you faint to ones that make you sleep, and if you want something a bit stronger.”

Camilla made a throat-slitting gesture.

I realized once again.

The person coming up from below isn’t dangerous.

The dangerous ones are always our friends.

“It’s fine. I’m just going to talk, so dismiss your manifestation and wait.”

The friends hid themselves.

After waiting a bit, the entrance bell rang.

When I opened the door, the visitor revealed herself.

Huh? It’s a familiar face.

Sato Tsubasa, a popular member of the Japanese Innovation Party.

Someone who often appeared on NewTube and the news.

This feels increasingly unreal.

Such a person at our house at this hour?

“Hello. We finally meet. I’m Sato Tsubasa.”

I shook hands with Sato who extended her hand.

Finally? It sounds like she’s been looking for me.

“I’m Yoo Jin-hyeok.”

Silence flowed between the two holding hands.

‘He’s young. Incredibly so.’

I didn’t show it, but honestly I was surprised.

Even if not my age, I thought someone at least in their thirties would appear.

But a guy who looked barely twenty showed up.

‘This will be easy.’

Sato smiled slyly.

She had been properly seasoned rolling around in the political world.

Manipulating a young guy like this would be a piece of cake.

Besides, she was the one holding the knife handle anyway.

“Nice house. May I come in? I’ve been wandering around outside for quite a while.”

Tsubasa spoke leisurely while looking over Jinhyeok’s shoulder.

Is the house well-off?

This isn’t a place someone his age should be living.

Or maybe.

‘He’s getting generous support because he’s a Runner.’

She still couldn’t be certain this man was a Runner.

The traces Tsubasa was following were all from what Hosaka Corporation had assigned her.

Jinhyeok, who had been quietly observing her, opened his mouth.

“Have you thought about it enough?”

Tsubasa’s eyebrows twitched.

“Pardon?”

Jinhyeok smiled leisurely and spoke again.

“You said you know about what I did in Kyoto. So I’m curious if you’ve thought enough before coming in.”

Instantly, Tsubasa’s hair stood on end.

It felt like getting hit in the head with a hammer.

Jinhyeok was right.

He was someone who had casually killed the chairman of a famous Japanese conglomerate.

Though still at the speculation stage, there was a high possibility this man had also swept away the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters.

A question mark formed in her previously confident mind.

Is it right to go in?

And alone at that?

‘I shouldn’t have left him behind.’

The fewer people who know a secret, the more valuable it becomes.

Rotori was capable, but ultimately a mercenary who moved for money.

After identifying Jinhyeok’s house, she had sent him back to Japan first.

“If you’ve thought enough, please come in.”

Jinhyeok stepped aside.

A cold sweat trickled down Sato Tsubasa’s back.

The path into the house opened wide.

The earlier Tsubasa, the usual her, would have entered without hesitation.

But why was it?

Her feet wouldn’t move easily.

Gulp.

Tsubasa looked beyond Jinhyeok once more.

Along with the traces she had seen at the Hosaka building, there were new trails she’d never seen before, very thick ones.

In other words, this man wasn’t alone.

“Before going in, there’s something I want to make clear.”

Tsubasa let out a deep sigh and continued speaking.

It’s been so long.

Taking a loss on my own initiative.

“I didn’t come here to threaten you, Mr. Yoo Jin-hyeok. I have no intention of holding what I know hostage to demand something. I just came to talk.”

“Yes. I also invited you in to talk.”

“Then promise me one thing.”

“A promise?”

“That I won’t meet an untimely death. Even if you get such thoughts, at least give me time to speak. How about it?”

‘Huh?’

Jinhyeok’s pupils shook greatly.

I never said I’d kill her, so why is she acting like this?

Something seemed completely off, but I decided not to correct it.

There didn’t seem to be anything particularly bad about this for me.

“I will.”

Tsubasa nodded and stepped inside.

Unlike when the door first opened, each of her movements had become much more cautious.

In the fleeting moment as Tsubasa passed by.

Jinhyeok’s eyes followed her.

Seira’s unique trait: motion detection.

Originally used to capture an opponent’s minute movements and deduce their next action, but it’s also a trait that greatly helps with simple observation.

‘There it is again.’

Exactly the same as when the door first opened.

As soon as Tsubasa entered the house, she stared into empty space.

As if she could see something.

Then once again, her nose twitched.

As if trying to smell whatever she was seeing.

Thud.

I closed the door and went inside.

“Please sit here. Would you like a cup of coffee?”

“No. Water is fine.”

Tsubasa, seated, looked around the house.

Lingering traces felt throughout the room.

She casually spoke up.

“It seems like you live with someone.”

Jinhyeok, setting down the water cup, shook his head.

“I live alone. But Tsubasa.”

“Yes?”

He pointed to his nose with his finger.

“It’s related to smell, isn’t it? The class you awakened to.”

Tsubasa froze while trying to sip her water.

She had no choice but to react that way.

It was an ability no one had ever discovered.

It was an ability she had never revealed to anyone.

The moment it became known, everyone would no longer let their guard down and would be wary of her.

But the human before her had seen through it in less than five minutes of meeting.

‘As expected.’

Jinhyeok smiled slightly.

She had tracked him from Hosaka’s chairman’s office, where no physical evidence could have remained, all the way here.

Moreover, she had even detected traces of friends who had deactivated their manifestation.

Adding the habitual behavior she had shown earlier, the answer could only be her sense of smell.

“It must be troublesome for you often. Sometimes smelling things you wish you hadn’t. Right?”

Tsubasa’s hand holding the cup trembled.

With a hardened expression, Tsubasa raised her gaze to stare at Jinhyeok.

She had been careless because of his youth.

And she had completely misjudged the situation.

The man before her wasn’t the type of person she could manipulate.

Having been on a winning streak since entering politics, always playing above others’ heads, she had gotten confused.

Whether her current behavior was based on confidence or arrogance.

Meanwhile, Jinhyeok was drawing question marks in his mind.

I just asked a question, so why is she trembling like that?

Tsubasa set down her cup and steadied her breathing.

She decided not to ask anymore about who lived in the house.

Because she wasn’t certain.

Whether that answer would be advantageous or disadvantageous to her survival.

Instead, she opened her mouth with a trembling voice.

“Secrets become more valuable the fewer people who know them. I have absolutely no intention of going around blabbing about what I smelled in Hosaka’s chairman’s office, or who its owner is.”

“Uh… okay.”

Jinhyeok became newly curious.

What kind of terrible flights of imagination were unfolding in Sato Tsubasa’s mind?

He shrugged and sat across from Tsubasa.

After pondering for a moment, he leaned forward.

“I have something I’m curious about.”

“Yes?”

I know this is quite out of the blue.

But since this kind of opportunity has presented itself, wouldn’t it be nice if it became somewhat meaningful time?

What if Sato Tsubasa doesn’t know the answer?

Well, it can’t be helped.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

North of Kyoto. Near the Kifune Shrine in the mountains.

Hunters including Cheon Se-yeon appeared at stairs with no visible end.

“We’re going in.”

Before entry, the personnel equipped themselves.

They brought equipment usable outside the Tower.

There would be no situation where they couldn’t demonstrate their skills due to lack of equipment.

Kuwoong!!

Golden light burst forth as Cheon Se-yeon’s body soared high.

The sun would rise in a few hours.

They had to finish before then.

Shwaaaaaak!

Hidden weapons flew from the forest.

As expected, they knew we were coming.

Kagagak!!

The hidden weapons couldn’t reach Se-yeon.

She was already wrapped in thick divine power.

Most blades couldn’t even get close.

“Grrrr…”

The sound of a beast’s cry flowed out.

Se-yeon turned her gaze toward the forest.

‘They’ve done all sorts of things.’

Overall, it had the form of a bear.

Though it was heavily modified due to various parts being stitched together.

“Keep going. I’ll take care of these minions.”

“I’m counting on you.”

I continued running up the stairs.

Attacks poured down relentlessly, but I didn’t bother raising my shield or anything.

Because they weren’t attacks worth that effort.

I stepped on the last stair and leaped up onto the shrine.

The tattered bear below wasn’t the only thing they had prepared.

Onmyoji waiting in formation at the very center.

Among them, an old man who appeared to be their commander drew a sinister smile.

“I don’t know how you killed Kurone, but you’re quite arrogant.”

Kansai Oni.

They had known from early on.

That Cheon Se-yeon, South Korea’s famous ranker, was coming.

The reason they didn’t flee despite this was simple.

Because they were confident.

Whether Cheon Se-yeon was a ranker or whatever.

Since her abilities were already widely known, they believed they could definitely capture her if they prepared in advance.

This formation was the result of that preparation.

A curse that would scatter concentrated divine power, infiltrate, and devour the human beyond.

It was a formation perfectly suited for Cheon Se-yeon, made specifically for her.

“Keke… It’s going to be very painful.”

As mana was supplied, an ominous light began flowing from the prepared formation.

A red hue that dyed the entire shrine.

After some time passed, the intensified light began pouring in.

Toward South Korea’s ranker, Cheon Se-yeon.

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