Heavenly Army, Doraon dorai_ By Ooahan JS
“Before that, I have a question.”
“Go ahead.”
“How the hell did you get in here?”
“I came from the heavens. The Void of Time has ended, so they sent me down.”
…What? Void of Time?
That was exactly what that scammer monk told me three years ago.
So now you’re telling me that this man was actually sent from heaven?
Yeah. No. Not buying it.
“Wow. That’s some prime psycho talk right there. Why would heaven send a ridiculously handsome man to me of all people?”
“If you’re curious, why not touch my hair and find out? I promise I won’t hurt you. I’m a good person.”
Then, he smiled.
A lethal, breathtaking, absolutely unfair smile.
And I hesitated.
This was bad.
Everything about this guy screamed suspicious.
And yet… he was flawless.
Tall, refined, well-spoken, dressed neatly—he had everything going for him.
Could someone like that really be dangerous?
My past had taught me the hard way that humans, not ghosts, were the scariest thing in this world.
That lesson told me to keep my guard up.
So I shot him the most skeptical glare I could muster.
“Seriously. I’m not a bad person. And you’ve got nothing to lose.”
He tilted his head, eyeing me up and down.
“From what I can see, you’re struggling financially. If you make a contract with me, you’ll be free from this situation immediately.”
Oh, hell no.
I am not an easy mark.
Anyone this kind, this generous, is 100% a con artist.
My gaze flickered toward my phone, still sitting on the nightstand.
But before I could reach for it—
He picked it up.
Damn it. One second too late.
I clenched my teeth in frustration.
But instead of doing anything shady, he just… held it out to me.
“If you want to call the police, go ahead. It doesn’t matter to me. I’m just here to help. The choice is yours.”
He was still lying there, tucked under the blanket, perfectly at ease.
No panic. No aggression.
No way he was a bad guy… right?
But I still couldn’t shake the doubt.
I narrowed my eyes, trying to read his true intentions.
And then—his pupils wavered.
Slightly at first, then violently.
Panic.
Gotcha, you little bastard.
This dude was definitely hiding something.
And then, as if realizing he was caught, he suddenly averted his gaze.
His expression? Pure shock.
I refused to fall for it.
But curiosity got the best of me.
What the hell is he looking at?
I followed his gaze—
And immediately regretted it.
Right there, smack in the center of the blanket, was a very distinct tent-like formation.
…
“…Oh, you disgusting, perverted little—!!!”
I lunged.
Fistful of hair in one hand, shaking him like a ragdoll.
And yet, instead of fighting back, he just clung to the blanket even harder—like his life depended on it.
Like there was something under there he absolutely couldn’t let me see.
Oh, HELL no.
You do not break into someone’s house just to pull some freaky perverted stunt.
What, did you think your pretty face would get you a free pass?
Heaven sent? MY ASS.
“You think you can fool me?! I am going to END YOU.“
“UWAAAAAHH! STOP, PLEASE, PRINCESS!”
What.
Princess?
Oh, this man has lost his damn mind.
That was the final straw.
All my lingering hesitation, all my common sense, all my self-control?
Gone.
Rage mode: ACTIVATED.
At that moment, my true battle instincts kicked in.
I may be short, but I am pure muscle.
These legs? They could break a tree with a single kick.
And right now, they were aimed at his face.
But just as I was about to land a legendary high kick—
BOOM.
A blinding light erupted from his body.
Too bright to see.
I had to shield my eyes.
And then—
“THE CONTRACT HAS BEEN SEALED!”
His voice rang out, triumphant.
When the light finally faded—
The gorgeous eight-head-tall man was gone.
And in his place—
…was a four-head-tall toddler.
“What the—?! Where the hell did that guy go?!”
The tiny child looked up at me, blinking.
“I’m Orang.”
“Not your name, your species! WHAT ARE YOU?!”
“I’m a god. From the heavens.”
I squinted at him.
“You for real?”
He gestured to his tiny, chubby body.
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