I Became an NPC That Rankers Are Obsessed Over

“—.”

“—.”

“—.”

Is it an alarm sound?

No.

To be precise, it’s the microwave sound.

Someone seemed to have left food in the microwave for too long.

The microwave, impatient for someone to take it out, kept beeping noisily.

Thanks to that, I woke up from my long sleep.

I took a deep breath.

It felt as if pool water would gush out of my mouth, making me nauseous.

I managed to suppress the feeling and forced myself up.

“Where is this…”

The whole world was dark.

This wasn’t the one-room apartment I used to live in, nor was it an inn.

It was a house I’d never seen before—far more spacious and luxurious than a one-room apartment, with polished wooden floors and tiles.

And then, there was this strong smell of soap.

I wondered if the scent was coming from me and lowered my head.

Soon, I checked the clothes I was wearing.

Was it pajamas?

The soft sensation brushing against my skin was very unsettling.

Because of that sensation, I quickly realized I wasn’t wearing anything under the pajamas.

The loose pajamas revealing my chest made me instinctively curl up.

Hugging myself tightly, I looked around.

Every piece of furniture was covered with white cloth, like ghosts.

Perhaps it was because of the eerie sight, my body tensed even more.

Gripping the loose pajamas, I got up from the bed.

Slowly, I walked barefoot on the floor.

“—.”

The sound of water dripping came from the bathroom.

The door was slightly ajar, and white steam was seeping out.

I peeked through the crack in the door.

There, I could see a woman showering.

She was leaning one arm against the bathroom wall, with her head lowered.

My eyes caught the sight of her broad back.

Well-developed shoulders and latissimus dorsi.

A stream of water flowed down those sensual curves.

Eventually, the water soaked into the scars on her back.

Red wounds, as if she’d been whipped, were scattered all over.

The dark red scars seemed to writhe.

She brushed her forehead aside.

Her beautiful silver hair caressed the scars on her back.

Soon, her round, hidden breasts emerged from her back.

Seeing that soft skin, I realized once again that Anna was undoubtedly a woman.

Even with her firm and angular body.

I blankly gazed at the harmony of her healthy physique and soft skin.

But then, my hand slipped off the damp, steam-covered door handle.

The noise from the handle echoed through the silent house.

Her ears, previously hidden by silver hair, were revealed.

Her pale eyes glinted faintly, following the sound.

Her gaze turned directly toward me, the girl peeking through the door crack.

I froze as if pierced by her gaze.

The sound of water splashing rose.

Soon, her leg stepped out of the bathtub.

That smooth leg was gradually approaching me.

Her wet sole stuck firmly to the bathroom tiles with each step.

As the sound grew closer, my heartbeat quickened.

And that thumping urged me to run away from here.

Responding to the call, I somehow managed to get my trembling legs moving.

Why did she bring me to such a confined space?

It surely couldn’t be for a good reason.

The pajamas slid off my shoulder.

Pulling them back up, I looked around.

At the end of the corridor to my right, there was the front door.

Without hesitation, I ran straight to it and grabbed the handle.

“—.”

But despite my desperate tugging, the door wouldn’t budge.

It was locked as if welded shut from the outside.

Realizing the absence of any escape route sent chills down my spine.

I could feel sweat dripping down my shoulder blades as my entire body tensed.

Having no other choice, I returned to the living room.

My eyes fixed on the curtains beyond the bed.

A faint light seeped through the gap between the curtains.

I rushed to that spot and lifted the curtain.

But…

The moment I opened the window and looked outside, my fleeting hope turned into despair.

This room was on such a high floor that the air itself felt cold.

It was, in fact, a high-rise officetel.

If I fell from here, it would surely be instant death.

Dizzied by the sheer height, I instinctively stepped back.

And helplessly, I collapsed onto the bed.

I was completely trapped.

Perhaps Anna had anticipated my attempt to escape and set up everything in advance.

“Are you going to jump?”

A cold voice came from behind me.

Hearing her voice made me swallow hard.

With effort, I turned my stiff neck to face her.

Anna, wrapped in a white robe over her bare body, came into view.

The sight of her soft, pale skin covered by a towel felt like a scene straight out of a movie.

Despite my gaze, she acted naturally, as if she were alone at home.

She took out a glass cup from the microwave and mixed powdered medicine into the hot water.

“Where… am I?”

Clutching my chest, I asked.

The killer responded quietly, with the cup in hand.

“One of my shelters.”

Steam rose from the cup as Anna brought it to her lips.

Her calm demeanor made my face flush.

I’d never seen another woman’s bare body in my life.

Through the soft white robe, her breasts were faintly visible.

Below that gentle curve, her neatly divided abs caught my eye.

Droplets of water, not yet dried, clung to her smooth skin.

I stared blankly at those droplets.

They trickled along the curves of her abs.

Eventually, they were absorbed into the silver forest below.

I shut my eyes tight and shook my head.

I struggled to raise my gaze back up.

This was completely different from any staged scene in an adult video.

This was the first time I felt such a natural yet nerve-wracking situation.

“Does the outfit fit you?”

Sitting on a chair, she slowly crossed her legs.

Thanks to that, the secret forest was concealed, allowing me to regain my composure.

“Huh? Oh… kind of.”

But what on earth was this outfit?

I’d never worn silk pajamas like this in my life.

The sensation of silk brushing against my bare skin felt incredibly strange.

Every touch heightened my senses unbearably.

I looked around for my underwear and clothes.

But all I could see were pieces of furniture draped in white cloth.

There was no sign of any clothing.

Could she have undressed me herself?

Just imagining it made my head spin.

And that dizziness peaked when I heard Anna’s next question.

“Do you know whose clothes those are?”

Instinctively, I shook my head, saying I didn’t.

“These clothes belonged to someone who, like you, liked to meddle and act kind as if it was second nature.”

Anna no longer stuttered.

She murmured in a calm and relaxed tone.

“And that person had just as many secrets as you do.”

By now, Anna had finished her drink.

Her trembling hands had steadied as she took a deep breath.

“It’s strange. Every time I touch you, memories of the past keep coming back. Especially about that person.”

The woman, wearing only a robe, stood up from the chair.

Gradually, she came closer to me.

“I-I don’t know anything about it.”

I sank onto the bed, retreating backward.

Using my soles, I pushed against the sheets, gradually pressing myself against the wall.

“The secrets that child had were incredible. Shocking and utterly horrifying.”

Anna’s shadow grew larger and larger.

Eventually, it completely covered my face.

“Your secrets must be just as enormous as hers, right?”

Her face, now right in front of mine, seemed to pierce through me.

Overwhelmed by her gaze, I could barely breathe.

“There’s… nothing like that.”

The killer leaned closer to my ear.

Her silver hair brushed against my cheek, tickling me.

“I’ll give you a chance.”

“A chance…?”

“Are you really powerless?”

The word “powerless” rang in my ears.

Her soft breath seeped into my ear, muddling my thoughts.

“When you were in the pool…”

“Your fainted hand was glowing. When I placed it on my body, forgotten memories came rushing back.”

She found out.

I was caught.

And by the one person I absolutely should never have been caught by.

“I don’t know anything about that. It’s true…”

I mumbled as if begging.

But it was far too late to plead.

Like a beast smelling blood, Anna clung to me.

“We’ll find out soon enough.”

The scent of soap grew even stronger.

Anna grabbed my arm tightly.

With both hands gripping my wrists, she pushed me onto the bed.

I was pinned down, crushed under her strength.

Anna naturally climbed on top of me.

Her silver hair brushed against my face.

My breathing became erratic.

It was so labored that my back arched slightly off the bed.

“Use your power.”

She spoke as if commanding me.

Half-closing my eyes, I shook my head.

“Do you have no desire to live?”

Her breath enveloped my face.

Even the faint salty scent of her saliva made my mouth fill with spit.

“I told you, I’m powerless…”

I couldn’t tell her the truth.

Otherwise, she’d realize every action I’d taken so far was deliberate.

And if the killer knew, she would certainly kill me.

“You’re no different from Sun-ye. Pretending ignorance even in the face of death…”

Anna smiled faintly.

She then grabbed both of my wrists with one hand.

“Do you think the only reason I haven’t killed you yet is because of that cocktail?”

Her other arm pressed against my neck.

My face flushed red.

The pressure was so intense that Anna’s robe came undone.

Her round breasts spilled toward me.

Soon, her warm skin touched mine.

Our hardened nipples rubbed against each other.

Eventually, my pajamas became sticky and damp.

The stretched-out fabric gently fell open.

Our nipples met and pressed together.

“Don’t misunderstand. I’m only keeping you alive until I confirm your powers.”

Sweat began to form where our chests touched.

The droplets slid over my body and dripped onto the bed.

Her body, draped diagonally, completely covered me.

Soon, Anna’s thick thighs pressed against my groin.

Even in this situation, I focused all my effort on suppressing my powers.

This was a battle between two people.

The one trying to reveal, and the one trying to conceal.

Amid this suffocating mental struggle, I regretted everything.

Why did I go to the department store today of all days?

Why did I have to run into Anna in the food court?

Why did I meet her again at the claw machine on the first floor?

She was there at every moment.

Every single moment…

Could it be…

Was she watching me from the beginning?

My restrained wrists felt sticky.

Yet I couldn’t escape her grip.

My body, as if meeting a long-lost master, gradually yielded to Anna.

I couldn’t understand my body’s betrayal.

It was humiliating.

As someone who used to be a man, this was an unbearable disgrace.

I didn’t even have the strength to shake my head anymore.

This was nothing like Jae-hee’s pheromones.

My whole body felt like it was melting.

At the edge of suffocation, I felt wetness spreading in my groin.

That incomprehensible sensation made me scream involuntarily.

A desperate moan escaped my throat.

I had never made a sound like that in my life.

But in front of the killer who held my life in her hands, I couldn’t stop.

This was nothing like Jae-hee’s clumsy touches.

Anna, as if experienced countless times, choked me while imprinting her scent all over my body.

Perhaps because of that touch, my body started to obey Anna instead of me.

A faint light began to radiate from my body.

Startled by the sudden glow, I panicked internally.

I hadn’t consciously activated my power.

But…

Just by surrendering my body to Anna, an impossible event occurred.

Fragments of Sun-ye and Anna’s memories appeared in my mind.

The image of the two leaning on each other on a bed.

The sight of them falling asleep after grueling training.

And even Anna secretly kissing Sun-ye as she slept.

Why were these scenes flooding into my head?

I had no connection to Sun-ye.

Yet…

As my powers fully manifested, I was drawn into Sun-ye’s memories.

And soon, I realized the place was the research facility where Anna had been held.

A director’s office filled with classical music.

Inside were a woman in uniform and the head researcher.

I quickly realized who the woman was.

Her name was written plainly on her uniform.

“Han Sun-ye.”

Above Sun-ye’s name tag was a diamond insignia.

“Second Lieutenant Han Sun-ye.”

“Yes, sir.”

Director Tolkien held a resume in his hand.

Glancing between the resume and the lieutenant, he spoke.

“You understand the high expectations I have for you?”

“Of course. I will do my best not to disappoint.”

She responded clearly and confidently to her superior.

Satisfied, Tolkien nodded.

“The subject you’re assigned to has S-rank potential. Such a valuable resource requires special care after drug administration.”

With a determined expression, Sun-ye bit her lip.

“If the subject retains manageable intelligence post-administration… you will be rewarded with a hefty bonus and a promotion.”

Seemingly choosing Sun-ye for the project, he dropped the resume onto the desk.

“Thank you!”

Tolkien clasped his hands under his chin, looking at the lieutenant with a concerned expression.

It was different from the madman I had seen in earlier memories.

“You have a younger sibling, right?”

“Yes, sir.”

Sun-ye responded like a soldier.

“They’re powerless, correct?”

“Regrettably, yes.”

Sun-ye answered with her head slightly lowered.

“If you’re promoted this time, your sibling will be enrolled in the academy. They’ll get help discovering their powers.”

As if granting a precious opportunity, Tolkien spoke to Sun-ye.

“Thank you…”

Sun-ye responded with a joyful expression, as if the reward was an honor.

“Who knows, maybe your sibling has a massive hidden power that hasn’t been discovered yet.”

The lieutenant nodded in agreement.

“Well, off you go. There’s no time to waste investigating the subject.”

Sun-ye bowed respectfully in response.

Then, like a soldier, she confidently exited the director’s office.

“Hm.”

After the door closed, Tolkien let out a light sigh.

He picked up the resume again and read it slowly.

Name: Han Sun-ye.

Ability: Blooming Sharpshooter.

Education: Top graduate of Yonsei University, Psychology Department.

Evaluation: Has a track record of calming anxious test subjects due to her psychology background. However, has been reprimanded multiple times for showing excessive attachment to subjects.

Family: Han Sun-woo (Father, deceased). Jung Mi-ae (Mother, deceased). Han Si-ho (Younger sister).