"And you wanted to be teleported because...?"

"...I mean, isn't it obvious? The psychic esper thing is a bit—too targeted."

Blink. "'Psychic esper thing'."

He gestures at the relevant popup.

"'This content is not rated for general audiences.'"

"...I mean, it's not, but—"

"No, I mean that's what the popup is saying, 'This content is not rated for general audiences.'"

"...huh?"

No. No no no no. No.

"There are two popups on your screen, one saying that, and one with you and me fucking in chibi form. Are... you seeing something else?"

"I'm seeing a lot more popups." He's starting to actually hyperventilate, now. "It was just three at first. 'You can fix him.' 'You know you'd both enjoy it very much.' 'Hot psychic espers in your area—'" Okay even in a panic he cannot read the rest of that, not to Woo-young.

Okay that is actually kind of concerning. He walks around Tae-gun to see if there's some angle bullshit going on. There isn't.

"Unless you have an objection I am teleporting us to Canada."

"That's going to make you not be able to walk," or maybe worse.

"Your objection has been registered. Make us an igloo when we get there."

There's a flash of light and they're in the middle of nowhere in Canada. Woo-young crumples to the floor.

Igloo! ...it's still cold inside but it'll get warm soon probably. ........but he's naked and this is actually really fucking cold—

When they landed in Canada, a change took place which neither esper was likely paying much attention to: the chibis decensored themselves. Now, instead of avant-garde rolling pins made of blank paper, they have surprisingly detailed dicks, and a tasteful dusting of body hair, especially at the crotch.

Also, the popups are getting sucked into a vanishing point in the center of Tae-gun's field of view, slowly but speeding up as they go.

Actually it's pretty easy to get distracted from the cold when what the fuck. ...also he'll make himself some ice clothes and get Woo-young onto a floating chair, both with neutral temperatures target than feeling cold. 

"Is it...?"

Is it?

Yeah, sure, Woo-young can see too. Erogame don't care.

"Yeah. I can still see it."

...fuck.

They're in Canada. How—how could this be—there aren't any espers with this much range. And if there are, then, then he's just fucked. There's no escape. He's already lost.

More likely still, though, is that he's still in Korea. He's still in Korea, and he's under the effect of some esper, and he—can't trust anything. The simplest explanation is that—he—somehow got hold of Tae-gun and has successfully tricked Tae-gun into thinking that he really did call Woo-young when he didn't, and simulated everything else, and now he's, he's—

—but this makes no sense. K- he would never—this just—Tae-gun can't see why he would do this. Sex ad popups? With a cartoon of him fucking Woo-young??? That just doesn't fit.

(Then again, what does Tae-gun really know about him? Only what he wanted Tae-gun to know.)

(Tae-gun thought he knew him better than that.)

(But that's been true since then, hasn't it? Even now, five years later, he doesn't understand what happened, doesn't know why he did what he did, why he couldn't, couldn't have just—)

It's not him. Or if it is him, Tae-gun's lost. And if it's not him, Tae-gun's... also lost. There's no possible world in which he's not in this person's hand, whoever they are, and there isn't a limit to what psychic espers can do, he can't trust anything.

(Maybe he's in a dungeon. That'd be the most reassuring possibilty, that he got in a dungeon that turned out to be a psychic dungeon and it's messing with him.)

(Why sex ad popups though.)

"Sunbae, breathe!"

He takes in a deep breath and starts coughing as his vision clears and the noise in his ears lessens and his dizziness starts to go away. He seems to have at some point sat on the floor but he can't seem to remember when or how or why, and he's hugging his knees and it's not just because of the cold, and now that he's breathing again he's hyperventilating which is not helping with the cough—

"Sunbae, listen to me. What's the worst possibility for what this could be?"

...what's the point in fake Woo-young even asking?

......maybe he's real Woo-young. Maybe they're both trapped.

"I'm trapped in some psychic esper's simulation, somehow." It could be him. "I can't trust any of my senses, or feelings, or memories. It could all be fake. I could have an entire life's worth of fabricated memories—"