An S-Rank Guide Is Obsessed with a C-Rank Esper the Most

Synopsis

“Ms. Im Jiseo, do you have a lot of money?
No, you don’t.
I do.

That’s why I don’t need the money you’re offering.
With the measly savings you scraped together from that precious life-risk allowance of yours, you couldn’t even replace a single tire on my car. Did you really think I’d demand money from you?

What I want is simple—just to hold your hand, pull you into my arms, and guide you.
So why are you refusing?

What, exactly, is the problem?

If you’re going to reject the offer of an S-rank guide who’s rich, tall, and perfectly presentable—namely, me—then write me a clear, logical explanation in 10-point Shinmyeongjo font, at least three pages long.
You have until next week.”

For a moment, Jiseo wondered if she’d been hit by a mental-type attack.

The way he spouted such outrageous nonsense so shamelessly and smoothly almost made her nod along before she realized it.

But Jiseo was a seasoned esper with extensive gate-raiding experience, someone on the verge of becoming the youngest team leader. There was no way she’d get played by the brazen drivel of some silver-spoon heir.

“You don’t need to give me until next week. Vice President, your behavior and your tone right now are both inappropriate. I truly don’t need a guide.”

At that, Baek Dohyeok’s eyes flipped in an instant, and he lunged forward, grabbing Jiseo’s hands that had been neatly folded on the table.

“Really? Then let’s test it.
Whether you really don’t need me.”