Another World’s Good Swindler 107

Chapter 107 – She’s a First-Rate Mafia Boss.

“Let’s look around Fade’s house and go back.”
“She checks to see if there is a slave dealer and goes back, right?”
“Huh.”

I no longer have the confidence to convince Fade, whose head is as hard as a stone.

See for yourself and realize. He knows what kind of man he protects.

As soon as he reached Fade’s house, he knocked on her door.

– Bang!
“I know you are here, so come out quickly!”
“I’m going to die of noise! It comes out even if I tap it lightly?!”

5 seconds shorter than before. Noise pollution is also the best. She pushed hard at the door, thinking that she would punch Fade in the face again, but she avoided it by taking a step away from the door, as if Fade had gotten used to it.

“Oh, are you good at it?”
“Of course not, that’s not it. When you enter someone else’s house, can’t you keep the minimum courtesy?”
“No.”
“⋯⋯.”

I replied more firmly than pumpkins and looked at the slave dealer.

The color of his face got worse.

It seems that he is still having an interview with King Yeomra. For me, who entered the underworld once and escaped dramatically, the conversation between this slave trader and King Yeomra is clearly pictured in my head.

‘Wrong. Please take a look. Hell please…!’
‘No, don’t change it. I have no intention of changing it. Go to hell quickly.’

“The condition got worse. My body was hot too.”

As I watched, Fade, who was next to me, said as if adding:

“Joy. I have no intention of helping you dispose of the corpse, so do it yourself.”
“⋯⋯. Know.”
“If you die, it’s because you didn’t treat it properly, so you killed it. Okay?”
“Why, why did I kill you? Didn’t you create this in the first place?”
“No, I gave it to live. The reason he dies here is because his resilience is weak. So it’s a natural death.”
“It doesn’t sound like anything…”

Fade shook her head excitedly with a look that seemed tired of my bullshit.

“Anyway, I checked. Goes.”
“Already?”

As I was about to go out the door, I was stopped at Fade’s words.

“What? Why? Was there anything you wished for?”
“Aren’t you going to kill me today?”
“Because someone is so stubborn.”
“Thanks.”

I looked at her at her sudden thanks.

Is it a crazy year? What are you suddenly grateful for?

“What?”
“Didn’t you agree with me too?”

Wasn’t her hair hard like a stone, just a stone-headed bitch?

“It is a serious misunderstanding. I just want to see you regret it. Any sin he wakes up to commit is your fault.”
“You can live with atonement.”
“Joy. My head is full of flower fields.”

He’s the kind of person I hate the most.

That kind of person who spreads nonsense about human beauty and human hymns.

I left her house behind Fade, who was talking nonsense behind me.

*****

‘If something happens to that bastard, she will immediately betray you and run away?’
‘You’re too generous for a kid like Parasi.’
‘Can you say that you are a pro of love? Anyway, in the eyes of a professional, a guy named Parasi has nothing like love for you.’
‘Think carefully. Does Parasi really love you or does she want to fuck you?’

Germi brushed her hair in annoyance as the words of hers kept ringing in her head and confusing her as Hansung left.

“It sucks. Sipal.”

This is a fact she knows herself.

In the first place, she hadn’t taken Parasi as her own fiancé because she loved him.

I needed a man I could handle.

He just needed a man he could control with force to suppress his disgusting nature.

When was the day she realized her own disgusting nature.

“Ha…”

Germi recalled her past, when she was kidnapped by her father’s political rival as a child, as she lay lazily on the sofa and closed her eyes.

Huge hands covering the field of view. He remembered the rough hands that bound her body and treated her harshly.

“Huh…”

He let out a slightly excited breath.

To calm the itching in her belly, he put his hand inside his pants and rubbed her crotch.

The liquid that quickly overflowed wet her hands.

He stroked between her cracks and rubbed her erect clitoris gently.

I remembered the rough hand, the rough hand pressing down on my body. She let out a rough breath that rose from the depths of her chest.

He shook her head as he pinched her clitoris hard and shook her waist.

“Haha… Nope⋯. I’m heck. Not pervert⋯⋯.”

The words that came out of his mouth came back to his ears and stirred in his head.

My body trembled at the feeling that only the word pervert made a mess in my brain.

Men are scary men are scary

In that respect, Parasi passed. He was a man who wasn’t afraid because he was stupid, weak, and could handle whatever he wanted.

“It’s okay now… There is no one stronger than me. No one can make me like that…”

He thought how disappointed he would be if his men knew of his own low nature, of his excitable nature when oppressed by men.

Disappointed eyes, disgusted eyes.

The idea of ​​being crushed under the stomach of a strong man before his men looked down with disgust mixed in his eyes filled his head with intense excitement.

“That’s it… Don’t look at me with those eyes.”

I was so excited that I could only think of feeling better by rubbing my crotch hard with my legs spread wide open in an M shape, even though there were subordinates right outside the door and they might be found out.

“Haha… Study…”

Germi stuck out her tongue and rubbed her crotch with half-closed eyes. As her hands grew faster, the force of her toes and calves tightened and gripped her toes.

A posture she would never take when living an ordinary life.

Why is this attitude, which is taken only when a woman is faithful to her duties, so exciting?

Germi bit her lower lip and rubbed hard against her cunt, muffled.

While imagining someone roughing her up, she shuddered as the electricity pierced her lower back, stopped all movements, and let out a rough breath.

‘I can’t do this…’

The sting she had just felt made her thumping heart feel like it was about to burst through her ribs.

She began gently stroking her clitoris again, seasoning her wild beating heartbeat. She can’t stop

“Haha. Hot⋯.”

I felt so pitiful to see her masturbating with the memories of her being kidnapped as a side dish.

And when she thinks of someone showing her pathetic side like that, her excitement doubles.

Your usual rough, tough, and trustworthy boss is actually a pervert who only looks forward to the day he gets crushed by a man.

Disappoint me more.

Look at me more like trash.

Insult me

“Hush… Hot⋯. Study⋯. Fuck me⋯.”

The words he quietly spat out in the air dissipated like cigarette smoke.

“Because it’s wet… Fuck me⋯!”

The vulgar words scattered without meaning seemed to spread around him like fog, further revealing his pathetic feelings.

So I was even more excited.

He doesn’t stop rubbing his clitoris even though he knows he shouldn’t.

“Huh. Gaat⋯. Gaat⋯. Please watch me go away vulgarly⋯.”

Germi, who made a climax report in the empty air with no one listening, struggled with her M-shaped legs as if imagining being trampled on by a man, then trembled again.

“Aww! Ha⋯. Ha ha…”

He exhaled heavily and buried himself deeply into the sofa in the afterglow of the climax.

The more she masturbated, revealing her own low and vulgar nature, the more she felt like she was sinking deeper and deeper into a swamp. The more you struggle, the deeper you fall.

Thinking that her vulgar nature should be thoroughly suppressed, Germi sucked on her sticky love juice-soaked fingers and closed her eyes.

Defeating her Herendal and succeeding her father will allow her to suppress her own nature.

So, she must follow in her father’s footsteps.

But, what if her repressed nature breaks out?

Germi tried to ignore her momentary thoughts.

*****

The square smells of chicken skewers.

“I feel it every time I pass by, but the smell of chicken skewers in that house is no joke.”

It is a house that occasionally parks a mobile wagon in the plaza and sells yakitori over direct fire.

You can just go to the store where Thermia is, so it might be a good idea to buy some snacks.

“Let’s go get some chicken skewers.”
“It smells good.”
“Come on~!”
“Four chicken skewers, please.”
“Yeah, I understand. 4 Bronze.”

When I handed the money to the boss, the boss accepted and began to turn over the chicken placed on the wire mesh over the charcoal fire.

As soon as I turned it over, I could see the surface of the sizzling oil that had been scorched by the charcoal fire.

As the oil dripped from the chicken fell onto the charcoal, the sound of it crackling and burning was pleasant to hear, stimulating my appetite.

“Is that Paracia?”
“Huh?”

When I looked at the corner of the square at the words of the old man, I saw Jammin wearing a hooded baby.

“What is that bastard doing?”

He glanced around, looking like he was looking for something.

Then he bumped into some fat man and started running down the alley.

“Cow, pickpocket!”

A fat man tried to run after Parasi, but there’s no way he’d be able to chase after him with a body so fat that he would roll over.

“Is that, that, making money?”

As expected, like a bug, he doesn’t work for himself, but steals other people’s money.

I’ll be sure to judge you later.

“Here are the four chicken skewers you ordered.”
“Oh, thank you.”

I accepted the chicken skewers the president gave me and headed to the store where Thermia was supposed to be.