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    The plane flying in the sky slowly came down to the ground.

    The hidden wheel came out and touched the floor.

    The pilot’s skills seemed to be good, and the speed quickly decreased with a soft landing.

    [Guests, did you have a comfortable trip? Our plane arrived at Narita International Airport, Japan]

    Listening to the woman’s voice, I raised my arms above my head and stretched.

    When I turned my head and looked out the window, I saw a scene unique to the airport.

    “Write it~ Sigh~ It’s been a while since I was in Japan~”

    We gathered our bags, hid among the people moving around, and got off together.

    I was among the people waiting in line to go through immigration, but I sneaked out pretending to go to the bathroom.

    As soon as you enter the personal space, lower the [transparency] of your body to 0 and transform into an invisible person.

    The protective line is tightly guarded by ordinary guards and psychic guards.

    ‘It’s passing~’

    It went through easily.

    ‘You’re a real invisible man.’

    Do you think we need to nerf the evil skills that are comparable to spirits? I came out of the airport thinking nothing was wrong.

    Turn off [Transparency] in places where there are no people.

    “Now then, shall we start playing the illegal alien villain? Oh, before I go.”

    I approached people who appeared to be Korean tourists and [copied] their wallets.

    When I checked inside, there were a lot of exchanged Japanese yen inside, as if they were trying to have fun.

    Smiling at my fat pockets.

    ‘First, let’s eat a bowl of bulgogi rice bowl.’

    I went into a rice bowl chain restaurant near the airport.

    If you are an ordinary psychic, you only know the ecosystem of psychics in your country, but I was part of an association.

    In addition, I watched Nam Goong-soo and Kang Hyuk-soo working as deputy managers while playing a game.

    Korea programs everything to live up to its reputation as an IT powerhouse. It was made unmanned to provide convenience for people with superpowers.

    All you have to do is leave the reader at each labyrinth gate and click to recognize the psychic card.

    But what about Japan?

    “If you wish to enter the labyrinth, please write your name on the list and wait!”

    “Please present your psychic card and ID card before entering!”

    “Name?”

    “This is Tatsuda Mori.”

    “Age?”

    “It will be written on your ID card.”

    “Confirmation procedure. How old are you?”

    “Ha… I’m 26 years old.”

    “What is your superpower?”

    “That’s also written on the superpower card!”

    “Are you refusing to respond to the investigation now? Then we have no choice but to refuse entry!”

    “I-C! Wolf ears!!”

    “What is the effect?”

    “My ears become brighter!”

    “What is the grade?”

    “I’m going crazy! Why is everything written down? Ugh!! Grade D!”

    “Hmm. Has confirmed. Go there and inspect the goods.”

    ‘You still love analog, but do you have no will to develop?’

    AI or machines were like humans going through all the procedures one by one.

    ‘This is why Japanese psychics are trying to escape Japan~’

    I don’t know of any psychics who remain in Japan, but like Umeda, Japanese people who have been exposed to Korea or other convenient foreign environments are avoiding returning to Japan.

    He becomes an illegal immigrant, is exploited as cheap labor, and then becomes a villain.

    What a great country~ I thought to myself, and as I watched the slow, frustrating entrance to the gate, it was my turn to see a few people wearing black robes like me go through the formalities.

    “Name?”

    The admissions officer asked questions as usual.

    But what came back was not an answer, but a few crumpled pieces of money.

    The manager looked around and looked at the money in his hand.

    I glance at five 10,000 yen notes.

    It was 500,000 won in Korean money.

    “… Huh.”

    As if he was not satisfied with the amount, the manager cleared his throat and rubbed his fingers on the other side.

    Rob’s being sighed and took out more money from his pocket and passed it into his hand.

    A total of 7 chapters, including 2 newly added chapters.

    Only after receiving 700,000 won in Korean money did the manager smile and nod.

    “Keuhum! Has confirmed. hey! Just let these people pass!”

    “Are you okay?”

    “Are you pouting at my words?! What department are you in? ”

    “Oh, no! now! Pass quickly!”

    As the manager shouted, the blocked entrance was completely opened, and beings covered in black robes entered the gate without any formalities.

    The behind-the-scenes world of the Japanese Psychic Association. Although the back of my head felt a little tingly after seeing the dirty area.

    On the contrary, it was good for me as an illegal immigrant.

    After that, I patrolled various levels of labyrinth gates, and similar situations continued to occur.

    The difference is that the higher the grade, the larger the bribe amount?

    So we looked around the gate and went to a delicious curry restaurant and ate curry.

    I ate takoyaki, okonomiyaki, boxed lunches, and even bought some figurines in Akihabara, the mecca of otaku.

    A timid looking bastard who enjoys sightseeing like an illegal immigrant. A store PR person approached me.

    He smiled sinisterly and jabbed his right index finger into his round left hand.

    “Sex~ Sex~”

    “I know how to speak Japanese.”

    “Oh? You look Chinese, but you’re good at it.”

    “Because it’s Korea?”

    “Ahh! I made a big mistake~ So why are you interested?”

    In Korea, I couldn’t do it because I was concerned about what people around me thought.

    I couldn’t miss it in Japan because I was enjoying the trip.

    As soon as I disappear, the silent rape villain becomes active, and I become the rape villain! You’re bragging about it.

    “Hmm… Do you like water?”

    “Hehe. There is no better hole around here than our store.”

    “It must be that much of a bonus.”

    “Haha! This looks like someone who has been playing on this floor for some time.”

    It’s my first time experiencing it myself, but I’ve seen too many stories like this while working on pornographic films.

    A man trudging home after working overtime got caught up in something and ended up at a store like that.

    Why did you meet your wife there?

    My wife was away from home too often, so I slowly followed her and found out that she was working at a store like that?

    Since it was a pornographic film, it may have been dramatized to some extent, but I have so much knowledge that I would call it a half-expert.

    Piki, who was laughing softly, glanced at his surroundings and came closer to me.

    “There are also psychics in our store.”

    “Yes? Are you a superpower?”

    Superpowers are like lottery tickets.

    As long as you wake up, even an F-level person can make more money than an ordinary office worker.

    Of course, the profits will be small considering you risk your life, but the higher you go from D to C, the more money you can earn that is difficult to compare to that of ordinary people.

    Unless they leave the labyrinth because they are afraid of monsters or are in a combat position, people with psychic abilities do not get any other jobs.

    A superpower like that is selling his body??

    “Yes. I heard he is a C-level psychic and borrowed a lot of money from O Ya-bong.”

    If you’re a C grader, you can easily earn 2,000 a month, but getting a loan?

    As if he had read my doubts, Piki continued his explanation.

    “That bitch. It is said that it was a hoppa bamboo stone.”

    “Ah.”

    The unreliable story about a C-level psychic borrowing money is an unreliable story.

    The words [Hoppa Jukdori] had enough persuasive power.

    ‘It’s common to increase store sales by taking out loans for your favorite host players.’

    Popping just one champagne tower costs 1 million yen. It’s 10 million won in Korean money, and if you eat it like a meal, even a C-level psychic would not have enough money.

    “She’s a C-level psychic who sells her body for her boyfriend… It’s so fucking lame, isn’t it?”

    “Khaha! I thought you would say that if you were a guest! So how? Do you want to go?”

    “How much is full-time?”

    “I will look at the customer’s face and give it to you at a low price.”

    “So how much is it?”

    “Shall we go to the store first?”

    Look at this guy?

    Seeing as they don’t specify the price, it seems like they’ll be paying a huge price.

    Do you think I would fall for something like that?!

    “Let’s go quickly.”

    I’ll fool you right now!!

    As I followed the guide into the basement of the shabby building, the gloomy interior that I had only seen in videos unfolded.

    The fluorescent lights were dark with a slightly red tint, and the air was stuffy, perhaps because smoking was allowed indoors.

    Peeki explained something to the muscular man in a black suit sitting at the counter.

    A man who looked like a Yakuza looked at me with a wry smile.

    “You want to do it with Yumire?”

    “The superpower’s name is Yumire?”

    “Yes. It might be a bit expensive. Is that okay?”

    “If you don’t cut it in the middle, I’ll pay you twice as much.”

    When I confidently walked out without being afraid of the pressure, the Yakuza quickly looked at me from head to toe as if I was embarrassed.

    Then he asked in a slightly quieter voice than before.

    “Are you… a psychic?”

    “That’s right.”

    “Can you check my psychic card?”

    “I left it at the hotel.”

    “Hmm… What is your name?”

    “Do I even have to reveal that? You get paid. I beat rice cake. Isn’t that the end?”

    “… Okay. We also have an A-level psychic watching our backs, so don’t even think about causing trouble.”

    I survived being threatened with death by an SSS class, but I was only an A class?

    I almost burst into laughter, but decided to match the other person’s mood.

    “Class A… I understand.”

    When he spoke with a slightly frightened tone, the Yakuza smiled slightly as if he had regained his confidence.

    “Time is divided into half and full. Half is 2 hours and full is.”

    “Of course, in full.”

    “… There are steps 1 to 5. In stage 1, you cannot touch the woman’s body, and you can only get a massage and leave. Step 2: Up to the chest. See step 3. Step 4 is sex. Step 5 can be done up to the anus. The amount for each stage is:”

    “You don’t need all of them, just 5 steps.”

    “… There is an additional charge for vaginal discharge, so if you need a condom, go to the vending machine in the hallway.”

    “I’m just going to cum, so tell me to calculate it well.”

    “… I understand.”

    The Yakuza called somewhere and saw me.

    “Go to room 7.”

    “Satala! Thank you!”

    “Satella?”

    “It’s a meme, so ignore it. Then let’s go.”

    I walked down the hallway waving my hand.

    Stand in front of the door marked [7] and click. Knock. When I knocked, I heard a rustling sound inside.

    The door opens automatically the moment I try to open it.

    In it.

    “Welcome, customer.”

    The flowing bob is impressive. A round, cute-looking woman wearing red see-through underwear welcomed me.

    As the Korean guest confidently entered room number 7, Bikiki, who had brought him in, smiled awkwardly and sat next to the yakuza.

    “Brother. I didn’t bring a strange person, right?”

    “He may be a bitch, but he is a discerning guy, so it will be okay.”

    “Because you were scared when you heard Oyabong’s grade?”

    “Yes. Just in case, call security. I will monitor through CCTV.”

    “Oh, do you want to watch Yumire fuck alone?”

    “If you were dissatisfied, you would sit here.”

    “Tsk! I’m so sad that I don’t know how to live forever!”

    “You also eat secretly once in a while when you clean up after. If you don’t want to be left behind by Oh Ya-bong, call me quickly.”

    “Yayyy~”

    As Piki went outside, grumbling, the Yakuza turned his chair around and sat down.

    When the red cloth covering the wall was removed, a large monitor appeared.

    The monitor was divided into several small screens.

    When the Yakuza clicked on the number [7], one of several videos enlarged.

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