Chapter 220 – (Episode 220) 32. Secret Struggle

(Episode 220)

The reason Han Myeong-sik returned to the psychic countermeasures headquarters instead of going straight to the White House in Washington DC using Mia’s teleportation was,

It was to avoid harm to colleagues controlled by the US government, including Director William Gordon.

“I’ll go then, good job everyone.”

Christine quickly caught Han Myeong-shik, who was about to leave without saying that he was the leader of the rapid response team in front of people he hadn’t seen before.

“Where are you going, leaving me alone?”

“Wherever you go, I’m busy.”

“Are you going to the big house?”

“Rather than a big house, I have to stop at a company I haven’t been to since recruiting teammates with you, and I have to take care of the trade of volleyball players.”

“I know you’re busy, but please properly introduce yourself here.”

Just thinking that there is a man in the face with a slight frown between the pretty eyebrows makes me want to play a joke.

“Do I have to take care of everything as a team leader?”

“Just say hello and it will be over in no time.”

“How can you be more pampered than your 20-year-old daughter?”

“Radish… What, when did I say I pampered you?”

“It’s true that your face is turning red.”

“Ah… !”

The reaction of quickly covering his blushing face stimulated his sexual desire along with his voluptuous body, but unfortunately, this is not the time.

“Master, are you going to take Marisa and Faduma with you?”

Confirming that time has stopped, Mia approaches with her colleague Naima.

“That’s it, I don’t know if I’ll have to turn back the time when I go to the White House, so I’ll come back after work normally.”

“Yes, we will be waiting here.”

Han Myeong-sik, who moved the time again, left her headquarters after separating her Christine by sticking her buttocks up in front of her for everyone to see.

Unless it is necessary for a mission, meeting, training, event, etc., There is no need to be constrained by regulations such as compliance with business hours, and there is no video record like CCTV.

It was necessary to go to such an effort to make witnesses in case evidence of solo action was needed.

“Mia, let’s go pick up our cuties who are hitting at the training center.”

“Yes, Master!”

Han Myeong-sik, who moved to the US Army Basic Military Training Center ‘Fort Jackson’ in Columbia, North Carolina, while time was stopped,

“Hmm… As expected, my girls are sexy even in military uniforms, so let’s see if I’m taking good care of them when I’m not there.”

As soon as she saw Marisa, who was in combat training at the end of training, ‘BLUE PHASE’

“Ah… ! Main… Why are the master’s pants… ?”

“Haaaaa… The smell of lewd females is very strong! I’m a bit busy with important things, but I can’t stand this.”

Along with her army trousers, she pulled her sweaty panties down to her knees and, without hesitation, pressed her face between the two plump, ripe, light brown flesh.

“Hyaaaaagh! Ah… Main… Master, sorry! There… Oh! Aaaaa!!”

“Churururuloop! Gulp… After all, both holes are delicious!”

“Hey! That… But it’s not important… ? Hit! What is it?”

“I have to pick up Faduma too, so let’s beat it.”

“Yes? Ah… Aaaaa! Haaaaa!! Go… Went! Huuuuu!!!”

“Whoa… It feels like eating a beautiful woman in the field, it’s a different feeling from Naima.”

Naima, who had been savagely nailed down in a bush in the middle of each combat training ground and had completed her training before her Marisa, swallowed a laugh.

“At that time, you came as a drill instructor and committed it under the pretext of punishing me.”

“Right, it was. Do you feel different now that you are a civilian?”

“Shall Mia and I change into military uniforms?”

“No, if you fuck me a little bit more, Marissa will go away, so let’s go get Paduma right away.”

As soon as she finished her words, Myeong-sik Han’s backstitch became more intense, and Marisa fainted.

As if abandoned after being raped by an enemy soldier during a battle, Marisa, who was left with only her lower body exposed, was left in the bush and immediately moved to another training ground.

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Han Myeong-sik, who was the youngest to enlist and ate Faduma, who was in the midst of shooting training in the ‘white phase’, deliciously on the spot,

I moved to a place far away from the White House in order not to leave any traces like I did at the psychic countermeasure headquarters.

“Faduma, continue to remain invisible from now on until further instructions are given.”

“Okay.”

Faduma’s spatial transparency ability, which can be maintained for 6 hours at a range of 24m while exceeding level 80,

If you adjust the reuse interval of 6 hours well, you can be active enough without stopping time.

“Mia, if you feel a little strange, go straight to the headquarters without me instructing you, okay?”

“Yes, Master.”

It was an order given because I did not know if I would have to turn back time to gather information and grasp the situation,

“Marisa, Naima, even if time is stopped, never use your powers unless I tell you to.”

“Yes, Master.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Since high-ranking officials in the White House are aware of the existence of psychic powers, it is an appropriate decision because they do not know what preparations they will make.

“Okay, let’s go in!”

Following Han Myeong-shik’s instructions, Mia moved her group to the front door of ‘The West Wing’, the western annex of the White House.

Commonly known as ‘The White House’, the Central Main Building (Executive Residence) is the official residence of the President of the United States of America and is a space where he usually lives with his family.

The “Oval Office,” The actual office, and the “Executive Office,” Where the vice president, chief of staff, and aides work, are all located in the West Wing building.

“Shall we go straight into the office from the garden side without having to open the front door and get lost?”

“That would be nice.”

As I approached the Oval Office through the spacious southern garden, which is often shown on TV, I noticed that the president and major government officials had gathered.

“Wait, before we turn back time, let’s go through these bastards’ memories.”

Starting with the president, Myeong-sik Han looked at the status windows of the chief of staff, spokesperson, national security adviser, and speech aide in turn, but his face was distorted.

“Why is that, Master?”

“Do you know who these bastards are?”

Mia can instantly recognize her owner’s intentions just by looking at her expression or tone of voice.

“There was no particular reason, was there?”

“Right, I was worried about what if China sent psychics to do strange things, so I hurriedly brought the kids who were well trained…”

In reality, she’s on her way to the shower wearing new clothes after enjoying a sex act, but she’s not lying.

“Why did you cancel the summit?”

“To sum it up in one line, I just got elected and since I’m a woman, I want to tame her well and use her as she pleases.”

“The Korean president?”

“Huh.”

“They dare to take the master’s woman…”

Han Myeong-sik quickly calmed Mia, who was really angry with her fists clenched.

“Ah, the Korean president is not my woman.”

“You must mix your body to be a woman, master?”

“Hmm… Saying that makes me proud.”

In response to Han Myung-sik’s reaction, Naima, who can be said to be a former terrorist, secretly gave her opinion.

“How about stimulating the seriousness of the situation?”

“Stimulus?”

“It is to find Chinese psychics and infiltrate them into the United States.”

“With our own hands, who are in a position to stop that?”

“Yes, it will take a bit of work to get things done before entering North Korea, but wouldn’t the effect be certain?”

Then Marisa, as a priest, raised an objection.

“The effect may be obvious, but wouldn’t it take too much effort? Besides, you don’t know the situation on the Chinese side at all.”

“I agree with Marissa, I think it’s much simpler to just manipulate the aides and make the summit happen again.”

Faduma’s opinion would certainly be effective, but Myeong-sik Han shook his head.

“Unless the United States is an enemy, I don’t know what the price will be for manipulating the minds or memories of the most powerful people.”

“Didn’t the Korean government directly take care of it?”

For Mia, who had suggested changing Japan, the point must have come from pity.

“They were all criminals, so don’t compare them to bastards who deserved to be gone.”

“Are you going to leave those bastards who only know how to take advantage of the owner?”

Naima is the personality of Park Soo-ji, one of the married woman sex slaves, so she is always submissive, but because of her original memories, she occasionally shows aggressive tendencies.

“The headquarters, including the director, will bear the damage that will happen if they touch it. Don’t you know that the small house family, including you, is in no position to betray the United States?”

Except for Daisy Brown, who is British, even Regina Rodriguez and Jennifer Thompson are all Americans, so they are accurate.

Considering the newly recruited rapid response team, there is nothing to gain from confrontation with the United States. However, Faduma immediately refuted.

“I don’t think I owe America anything?”

“Don’t you know how much power the US Navy put into saving you in Somalia? That’s all the defense budget, and it’s a tax paid by American citizens.”

“I don’t know because I’m an ignorant bitch who didn’t even go to school properly, and I only remember that Myung-shik was saved by you.”

At Faduma’s insistence, Mia, Naima, and even Marisa nodded her heads and responded in response.

“I only know the two masters.”

“Since when we were Americans, there is nothing to regret.”

“That’s right, I want to go to Korea with my master.”

Myung-sik Han was filled with courage and motivation at the thought that Regina, Jennifer, and Daisy would follow him without hesitation, as well as the four precious and lovely psychics.

“I can’t stand it again! Mia, if you turn back time, you and the kids are back across the street from the White House.”

“Yes? What are you going to do… ?”

“You guys believe in me and support me, so what’s there to be afraid of, making a deal with these bastards?”

“Mi… Dealing with the President of the United States?”

“Why do you think you can’t?”

“Ah… No… You were worried about not knowing what it would cost you, right?”

“Well, it’s a problem when it’s known that we secretly used our psychic powers, and what will they do in front of me?”

Although they are the most powerful people in the world’s most powerful country, wouldn’t the only resistance that can be made in front of a person with supernatural powers is to call a bodyguard?

However, the atmosphere of the four women, who thought they would enthusiastically support them, changed in an instant.

“And what if things don’t go the way you intended, Master?”

“They’re like gangsters who unilaterally cancel even the summit, but they can’t be obedient to their master.”

“They may be a few steps ahead of us, but there is a risk of getting involved.”

“That’s right, they will ignore you as a 27-year-old newbie and will try to act as they intended.”

I’m not against it, but since I know better than anyone what kind of psychic Han Myeong-sik is, I can give sincere advice.

In fact, those gathered in the office of the President not only went through several verification processes in fierce competition until they reached the position,

Aren’t they the ones who directly lead the world’s most powerful country, the United States of America, which can be confidently called a ‘superpower’?

‘Wait… Aren’t the powers they can use really superpowers?’

Aren’t the world’s third-largest territory, huge underground resources, population of over 300 million, and the world’s No. 1 overwhelming economic and military power a real superpower?

‘Isn’t it really going to hit you once you enter?’

I know very well that this can’t be the case, as I am directly involved in the U.S. Government agency, the Psychic Countermeasures Headquarters. Nevertheless, the fact that they are nervous means that they have not lost that sense of reality.

‘What is the probability of survival if the US is turned into an enemy?’

The answer was fixed. Probability isn’t the problem, because it doesn’t have to be.

(Continued on next episode 221)