Standing night duty in the military means watching a lot of movies.

It wasn’t about slacking off—it was simply that, in the dead of night, when everyone else was asleep, there wasn’t much else to do.@@novelbin@@

Well, for Ihan…

"You’re reading wuxia novels and web comics again, aren’t you?"

"Dogo-hyung, it’s called a web comic, not an internet cartoon."

His tastes were unwavering, so he rarely bothered with movies.

"It’s the same thing, isn’t it?"

"…Dogo-hyung, are you sure you’re only in your mid-20s?"

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"I mean… you seem really mature."

"Ssshh… That sounds suspicious."

"Ah, look, a movie’s starting!"

"……."

Unlike Ihan, whose preferences never wavered, his superior had a broad taste in entertainment. He loved wuxia novels just as much as he enjoyed sci-fi movies, and as long as a film had even a hint of sci-fi, he would watch it—be it a superhero flick, a thriller, or anything else.

Because of that, Ihan often found himself roped into movie-watching sessions. The ones they ended up watching the most were…

"Dogo-hyung, you sure love those kinds of movies."

"I read a lot of American comics when I was a kid."

"Early education, huh…"

"What was that, you punk!?"

Movies about parasitic aliens. They watched them so often that Dogo-hyung would always ask the same childish questions.

"What if parasitic aliens like that really existed?"

"Are you seriously asking that at your age? …Well, if I had to answer, I’d say we start with high-explosive bombs."

Then again, Ihan was just as childish. They once debated for four hours about how to kill a parasitic alien.

…And now.

Dogo-hyung, do you see this?

—KEEEEE!!!—

I think we weren’t childish after all. We were visionaries.

A grotesque, blackish-red mass of liquid consumed a fallen half-demon’s corpse, growing larger with each bite.

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