Since I'm Born in a Guideverse - Chapter 4
Had I made contact with Yoon Hamin?
I pondered for a long time before recalling the moment I gripped his shoulder.
Was that the case?
“You’re saying I guided Yoon Hamin.”
The facility to which I was transported was at least five times larger than my university.
It appeared to have more ability users than other branches because it was the headquarters of the ability users’ center.
Because it was said that one might live wholly within this center, its size appeared to be proportional to the number of people it could house.
Nonetheless, it felt considerably larger than it appeared in images.
I never imagined me coming here.
“Your age this year?”
“…21 years old.”
They confiscated my phone as soon as I walked into the center.
External visitors were not permitted to bring phones unless they were espers, guides, or center workers.
So I requested them to charge it at the same time.
“Then you must have taken the Awakener Test at 17?”
The chamber, which resembled a hospital, was filled with odd machines.
Some of them I recognized from my freshman year of high school when I took the Awakener Test at a private research institute.
Don’t they normally ask for your name first, followed by your age?
But it wasn’t a big deal, so I ignored it.
I was more concerned with getting this tofu to my mother in time for dinner.
“We need to draw some blood.”
A white-coated woman approached me with a syringe.
I gently extended my arm to her, hoping that this would all be done soon.
I had this opinion before, but why do they shove the needle in without cleaning it during the Awakener Test?
Is this a particular needle?
I watched as the needle was placed vertically and my blood was taken out.
“It’s done. The Awakener Test findings will take around two hours to get in, so please wait outside in the lounge.”
My mother would have finished preparing dinner by then.
The tension caused my mouth to dry up.
“Alright, please go out.”
They had forced me here against my will, but now the researcher was pressing me to go soon.
I exited the lab and looked around, realizing that staying would be futile.
They didn’t even tell me where the lounge was, now that I think about it.
I wasn’t looking for a lounge right now.
“Where is the information desk here?”
I approached a young man who was passing through the corridor and questioned him.
He looked me up and down, then motioned for me to follow him instead of explaining where he was going.
I soon noticed the lobby and the information desk after following him.
My phone was undoubtedly nearby, but that wasn’t my current goal.
I bowed deeply before approaching the information desk personnel.
“Excuse me, I have an urgent stuff to send home. Could you please send it to me? It must be delivered in two hours.”
I stated as I placed the black plastic bag on the desk.
The employee smiled warmly and handed me the paperwork.
“Please enter your name, phone number, item to be sent, and delivery address here. Our service can have it to you within an hour.”
Such a helpful coworker.
It was finally time to say goodbye to the tofu.
I quickly took out a pen and scribbled my name, phone number, and address.
I also stated which item should be shipped.
Of course, tofu.
Concerned that it would be smashed, I requested that a [Fragile] tag be added.
Despite the fact that I hadn’t personally presented it to my mother, I felt happy that the problem had been settled.
However, a new issue arose.
‘Can I really be a guide?’
Just four years ago, I was labeled a civilian.
I questioned my ability to become a guide in such a short period of time.
The notion that the rampage was stopped because of me had to be a typo.
If I’ve been designated as a guide, what was the name of the man who mentioned it earlier?
He hadn’t informed me.
Anyway, as he had stated, I would be charged with avoiding center enrollment.
That would be completely unjust.
I didn’t enlist since I wasn’t a guide, but they might now claim I am and charge me with evasion.
It seemed unduly severe for someone who had just finished final examinations the day before.
I was shaking with fear as I awaited the results.
After two hours…
“The results are in.”
I was seated on a chair near the lab, unsure of the location of the lounge.
The person who had drawn my blood earlier came out and motioned for me to enter.
I returned to the lab carefully.
“You’re a guide. A B-level guide.”
Uh… does it mean I have to go to prison now…?
Ian, 21, grew up in a single-parent environment and was a typical college student.
She was simply an average citizen until lately, working hard in her academics to get into a university that was a step above her grades.
Her efforts were rewarded, as she was admitted to the university of her choice.
She then went on to live a normal life, relying on her average intelligence to keep her grades up.
Of course, if her friends heard this, they’d laugh and think she was crazy, but that’s how she saw herself.
She thought she had developed and grown up normally.
Ian, being such a person, performed all the government needed of her, such as blood type testing and obtaining an identity card.
In other words, she did everything she was supposed to do, but now she was being punished.
Ian felt cheated.
She had been hurt so badly that she was at a loss for words.
Despite this, she thought it was suitable that her rank was B-class, which appeared to fit her unremarkable life.
Of course, emerging as an esper was out of the ordinary, but being B-class made it feel more natural.
“Miss Seo Ian?”
The researcher in charge of the Awakener Test called Ian with a perplexed voice as she sank dejectedly, lost in her thoughts.
Ian only then lifted her downcast face and whispered,
“I had no idea I was a guide. They said I wasn’t when I was tested earlier, therefore what I mean is…”
Ian recited her excuses.
Yujin, the researcher who brought the results to her, contemplated interrupting her for a moment.
Yujin would have undoubtedly done so if Ian hadn’t left her sentence hanging, creating suspense.
“I’ll get beaten to death by my mom if I end up in prison…”
Ian shivered in terror as he uttered this as if it were a real possibility.
Yujin, taken aback by her unexpected statement, reassuringly touched Ian’s shoulder.
“Don’t be concerned. We have your test results from four years ago, so no punishment will be meted out.”
Is your mother really so terrifying?
Yujin’s face was as tense as Ian’s when she inquired.
Her look seemed to be a mix of pity and anxiety, but Ian answered quickly, oblivious to Yujin’s reaction.
“It doesn’t matter if it’s an S-class rampage, gates, monsters, or anything else. My mother is the most terrifying thing in the world.”
Ian exhaled in relief as he held her shoulders, reliving a forgotten terror.
While being a guide was difficult, not being punished was a comfort.
If Ian had faced legal penalties for what happened today, she would have been chastised by her mother, Mrs. Seo, until her court date.
She took the test when she was 17.
What happened after that?
Furthermore, considering Mrs. Seo’s character, if Ian had been imprisoned, she would have been worried sick, producing havoc.
Ian could practically imagine the uproar in the jail center and the possibility of her sentence being increased.
Yujin nodded and swiftly scanned through the test documents, switching the subject.
“This is the outcome of your test, Ian. Because your guiding levels barely qualified for B-class, you were classed as such. In actuality, you’re a C-class.”
Yujin restored her professional approach and addressed Ian’s situation coldly and forcefully.
So why didn’t they just put me in the C-class instead of the confusing B-class?
Yujin’s following statement quickly addressed Ian’s question.
“The country is short on guides.”
“Due to a shortage of guides, those fluctuating between B and C class are often registered at the higher level.”
“Ian, please do your best. All employees at our institution are responsible for the protection of our citizens.”