“…That’s all. Don’t you feel it, too?” Yeonsu asked, panting. It couldn’t be a sensation only she was feeling. There was no way he couldn’t feel the formless energy passing between their touching skin. “Nonsense. I am not a Guide. Get your hands off me.” Seunghyun flatly denied her claim. People who neutralized an ability user’s backlash—those called Guides—certainly existed. But in his twenty-seven years, he had lived as a normal person, neither an ability user nor a Guide. He had never shown any signs of manifestation. Her words, therefore, were not worth considering.