Neurolink System in the Modern World

I had already calmed down from my previous encounter with those mysterious guys, especially after beating the crap out of those bullies and gaining EXP. So now, I was feeling more okay.

"It's too late to catch the train," I sighed, checking the time, which now read past 12:01 am.

Realizing my predicament, I pulled out my phone and began searching for the nearest hotel. However, the moment I opened it, I saw a text from Ayumi.

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Ayumi: Sun-seng-nim, are you home already?

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Me: Not yet. I missed my train already.

I replied, not expecting a response. It was already past midnight, so chances were she was already asleep. That girl needed a lot of rest to sustain her melons.

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Ayumi: Where do you plan to sleep?

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Me: At a hotel.

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Ayumi: How about coming to my house?

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Me: Won't your parents get angry?

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Ayumi: My parents are not home, so I'm just alone right now.

Alone? No parents? She's at home, in her nightgown, all by herself? Weak and defenseless ? Maybe she sleeps naked?

A sudden surge of protective energy coursed through my dic…body. My duty as her boyfriend was to ensure her safety and comfort. Yes, I was going there to keep her company and not for any inappropriate reasons.

Me: Give me your address. I'm on my way!

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As I finished reading the text, I hurriedly opened the Uber app to arrange a ride. However, just as I was about to confirm , a bright light on the road  caught my attention.

"Taxi!" I spotted a cab rushing by and immediately waved my arm to catch the driver's attention. I could've waited for an UBER, but waiting for 10 minutes felt like a "BIG" waste of time. This was an emergency.

Fortunately, the driver saw me and slowed down, eventually coming to a stop. He rolled down the window and looked at me .

"Where are you headed, young man?" he asked with a friendly smile, leaning slightly  to get a better look.

"I need to go to this place, Goyang , xxxxx ," I replied, showing him the address on my phone.

"Sorry, young man, but I'm heading home now, and it's in the opposite direction," the driver replied.

"I'm actually an NIS (National Intelligence Service) agent. I'm on a very important mission to protect our country," I leaned into the window, displaying my fake ID.

[Suggestion: Success]

"For the country!" The driver quickly opened the door.

"Don't worry, young man. You'll reach your destination in no time," the driver assured me with a serious tone.

"South Korea appreciates your patriotism," I placed a hand on his shoulder to convey my gratitude.

He looked at me with a burning determination in his eyes, his gaze unwavering as if he was ready to fulfill a crucial mission.

*VROOOOOOOM!

The taxi sped through the dimly lit streets , racing towards Ayumi's address. I couldn't shake the urgency I felt, knowing that she was alone at home… naked, and I was determined to reach her as quickly as possible.

"Wait for me, Ayumi," I mumbled to myself while I tried to calm down my hidden weapon of mass destruction.

The driver, seemingly motivated by my fabricated story of patriotism, expertly maneuvered through the street, making good time on our journey. It wasn't long before we arrived at Ayumi's address.

"Here we are, young man," the driver announced, pulling up to the curb. The way he parked the car was so exaggerated that I half-expected to hear the screeching sound of his tires as if he was auditioning for a role in a Fast and Furious movie. This driver must have some Initial D skills up his sleeve!

"Thank you, here is my payment," I handed him 5000 won.

"Young man, I can't accept that money. You have been serving our country despite your young age. Please keep it, and please keep protecting our country!" he replied and hit the pedal, speeding away.

*VROOOOOOOM!

"What a nice old man," I was moved by the driver's patriotism. I silently promised myself to spare him in the future, even if I somehow became an evil villain with OP mind control abilities.

As I turned away from the road, I saw a modest-looking house. It wasn't as big as my own home, and there was no yard to speak of, but it seemed comfortable enough. Just by glancing at it, I could tell that Ayumi's parents were doing okay.

"Sun-seng-nim!" Ayumi called out as soon as she opened the door. I think she had been waiting there for a while. She was wearing a white nightgown with flower patterns etched into the fabric, which allowed me to catch a glimpse of her skin from this angle.

She hurriedly walked towards me and pulled me closer, her eyes filled with longing and embarrassment at the same time.

"Let's go," she whispered, glancing around nervously.

"Why do I feel like I'm committing a crime right now?" I muttered to myself, suddenly aware of how Ayumi looked too young for her age. It wouldn't be a surprise if anyone seeing us thought I was some sort of predator.

"You're right, let's go inside quickly," I replied, forcing a smile to ease the awkwardness of the situation.

The interior of the house exuded a cozy and modest atmosphere. The small living room was furnished with a comfortable sofa and a coffee table adorned with a few family photos. It seemed like a place where the family spent quality time together.

As I glanced further, I noticed that the kitchen and dining area seamlessly melded into one. A compact dining table with four chairs sat near the kitchen counter, where Ayumi's parents probably prepared meals for the family.

"Where are your parents?" I inquired, curious about her family's whereabouts.

"They're in Japan right now, attending a family reunion. I didn't join them because I have class,"

"How about your sister ?"

"She went to work. Don't worry about her, Sun-seng-nim; she normally doesn't come home often," she reassured me.

"So we're totally alone right now?" I asked my voice serious , as I could feel my weapon of mass destruction charging. Ready to go.

"Um," she nodded, her cheeks turning slightly pink. She started looking away from me, and I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't even wearing a bra up close.

"Jackpot!"

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