Chapter 729 – #156_The Fugitive (4)
#729
One.
“Whoa….”
Siwoo, who was assigned a shabby room on the second floor as a lodging, put his hand through the blinds and looked out into the street, as he does in detective dramas.
It’s been two days since Zlata’s cooperation was promised with the Gehenna immigration package as bait.
She seems to have suggested quite a few things, but it was fortunate that she was a witch with whom I could speak well.
She was already afraid of her great mother-in-law’s wrath, but she decided to put it aside for the moment.
She’s in debt, and it’s enough to pay it off in installments, but her life can’t be repaid even in a lump sum.
In this situation, cooperation from the heart was needed, not inevitable cooperation.
Witches walking through narrow alleys.
If the witch next door, who is close to the witch she sees right now, notices the existence of Si-woo and his party, they will come in.
Therefore, going out for her is, of course, impossible, and there is only one Zlata who can move Hexennacht freely, and there are so many things she can do for you.
She is also the only person who can reliably contact Dorothy right away.
“Sister, it’s itchy there….”
“Ahhh….”
Then I heard a strange sound behind my back.
When I look back, I see a silhouette wriggling under a blanket that has risen like a grave.
Beneath it, a feast of female bodies entwined like slugs in the middle of mating will unfold.
“Chew, chuu, chuu.”
It is the love affair between Mana, Malisha and Alice that takes place without even trying.
Zlata’s workshop was too small to be filled with just piling up various medicinal materials.
In the meantime, Rinne and Yebin were using the largest room for the purpose of treatment, so the three of them, including Siwoo, had to stay in the same room.
The problem is that Alice shares love with her lover without even trying, even in the bad conditions where there is no privacy.
It is as if the joy of reunion has been converted into the desire for sexual love.
It is said that human reproductive instinct becomes most active in the crisis of survival.
Like the baby boom right after the war, in fact, Siwoo also had a few experiences of exploding sexual desire after a fierce battle.
She tried to understand her desire to spend time with her lover, even for a minute, in a situation where tomorrow might be the last day.
I did….
Still, there is a degree
I think I’m going to get neurotic from hearing the sound of bobby until the fire burns all day.
“Let’s do it in moderation.”
The movement of the blanket, which had been wriggling like a cocoon in which an imago was hatching, stopped abruptly.
Alice poked her head out of the blanket, her hair wet with sweat and her cheeks flushed red.
“Sorry, was it noisy?”
On either side, Mana and Malisha also raise their heads.
“Would you like to join Siwoo instead?”
“I’m fine too! A golden opportunity to repay the favor!”
“I’m done.”
Siwoo shakes his head and takes a cigarette, and hears the sound of two pairs of do-do-do feet behind him.
The touch of her soft breasts, which I could tell without even turning around, landed on the back of my head.
A hand under his armpit grabbed Siwoo and pulled him.
“Ah, stop doing that and play with Malisha.”
“Mana will serve you hot.”
Malbonsae is just like the bar sisters.
“Aren’t you bored, too?”
“You said you had nothing to do for the time being anyway.”
In fact, the reason why Mana and Malisha were so active was not just their desire to repay the favor.
It wasn’t even a calculating thought to win the favor of the man who was in charge of the escape.
Siwoo’s appearance is because he is so handsome that two people who have only enjoyed homosexuality do not feel repulsive at all.
Moreover, she has a good body, a great witch-level ability, and a good network of people, and a good heart?
If she had a relationship with a man for the first time in her life, she decided that there would be no better partner than this.
“My sister also gave me permission to play with Siwoo-nim.”
“If we just subtract like this, we feel sad too.”
“Eh, go away.”
When she waved her hand away from Mana and Malisha, who were coquettish on either side like a succubus.
-Smart
Zlata entered with a knock.
While Yebin and Rinne occupied the 3rd floor and Siu and Alice’s occupied the second floor, Zlata was doing business as usual on the 1st floor.
It was because of the judgment that locking the door or suspending business abruptly in such a situation could buy unnecessary suspicious eyes.
She looked at Siu sandwiched between her naked Manya and Malisha and slightly frowned at her.
However, she did not express her displeasure.
After she accepted the offer, she was helping Siwoo with all her heart and sincerity.
The medicine that Yebin used to treat her was also supplied to the fullest free of charge.
It is Yebin’s opinion that if it had not been for that, her treatment would have been impossible.
“Do you need anything more than cigarettes?”
“No, nothing really.”
“If it’s not an unreasonable request, I can listen to it, so tell me.”
Anyway, Zlata’s role is to provide shelter and medicine, and even contact Dorothy.
Mana and Malisha interrupt when they are about to say no.
“Then do you have a dildo?”
“If only it had a head on the front and back, you know what it is, right?”
“Nothing like that! I don’t even know what it is!”
As she watched the blatant 19-comte, she heard the door open upstairs.
After a while, an exhausted Yebin opened the door.
“Treatment is over.”
2.
Rinne was floating in a black space.
A microcosm in which fragments of unconsciousness and fragmented memories are swirling like a star storm.
-Click
Just like changing the channel on an old brown TV, the landscape in front of Rinne changed.
Rinne, the youngest daughter of a daimyo who prospered in a turbulent world where wars never ceased, has been loved by her.
It was an unusually harmonious family, considering the view of the times when her son was regarded as her own and her daughter was regarded as a valuable commodity that could be sold.
Strict and authoritative, but her love for her family was boundless.
Her eldest brother, who took good care of her late son Rinne, even as she traveled to and from the battlefield and established her bravery.
Although there were some mischievous corners, the second brother always bought gifts whenever rare items from the Western Merchant Merchant Company that came along the New Sea Route were brought into the castle.
Her mother-in-law (庶母), who was originally a concubine, but who gave birth to Linne and took the place of the hostess of the castle in place of her deceased mother.
The last member was a fairly heterogeneous figure.
Although she has black hair, she is from the far west continent.
No matter how pretty she is, her skeleton itself is different from Asians, so she was no different from a goblin to Linne, who was the first to see a foreigner.
‘Rinne, I’m actually a witch.’
Her new mother summoned Linnaeus, who was wary of her strange appearance, and told her secrets of her own.
At her sincere confession, even Linne, who was immature and ignorant when she was young, burst into laughter.
From that day on, her wariness towards her new mother was replaced by her interest and strange affinity.
From a somewhat scary person to a strange but interesting person.
Actually, she was a fun person.
Until late at night she would puppeteer for Linnaeus, holding her hand in the market or hanging out in the backyard playing ball.
Her peaceful days continued with her who filled the vacancy of her birth mother, who did not even know her face.
Outside the stone castle, flames from telephones soared, and black smoke from burning corpses in every field and mountain wallpaper colored the sky.
Surrounded by a strong castle, the Linne family built up a happy story that seemed to come out of a fairy tale.
But no matter how happy a moment is, it has an end.
A sleepy, dreamlike peace ended with Linne’s eleventh birthday.
In an age without electricity, the start of the day is much earlier than that of modern people.
However, the time when Rinne woke up to her unidentified noise was much earlier than that.
It was a midnight dawn, when even the flying beasts curled up in her and fell asleep.
The dying words that come from everywhere.
The sound of weapons colliding. The shouts accompanied by profanity echoed.
It was raining outside the window.
And the flames that even the strong rain could not handle were burning all over the castle.
As I learned later, it was a night attack by hostile forces.
Thanks to the insider opening the back door of the castle, the warriors quickly reached Goten, the heart of the stone castle, and roamed the empty castle like hungry beasts.
By the time Linnaeus pushed through her long paper, the area was already littered with blood, mud and corpses.
The servants who served them are dead with their clothes peeled off.
The samurai who lived inside Goten and were responsible for escort and safety are running away without even pulling out their swords.
The warriors in armor that I have never seen before are also lying on top of it.
‘Mother, mother….’
Rinne ran across the floor in a mess, crying and sometimes vomiting.
I have to go to her mother.
If she was the mother who told Linnaeus that she was a witch doctor, she would be able to solve this hellish thing.
Her young mind was eager enough to cling to absurd jokes.
‘Rinne, are you okay?’
When she reached her mother’s main house without running into anyone.
She greeted Linnaeus with a soft smile, dressed in a form she had never seen before in her life.
Even in the midst of this chaos, the calm words and behavior as if nothing had happened were familiar yet unfamiliar.
‘Mother, your eyes….’
Linnaeus was surprised to see her eyes shimmering in a strange ink light in the light of her lamp.
‘Come here. I have somewhere to go with you.’
Rinne stammeringly reached out her hand despite her attitude of getting up from her seat and inviting her with a relaxed tone, as if suggesting a picnic.
The mother’s composure and dignity, which radiated as if she had become a different person, were enough to accelerate the child’s optimistic fantasy.
If it were her, she’d really be able to work this out.
Indeed, my mother was a witch.
She prayed in vain.
‘Now, is it a little better this way?’
Mother stood closely behind Linnaeus, covering her eyes with a loving hand, to shield her from the horrors she would encounter each time she walked down her hallway.
‘Yes, mother.’
Hard chunks of meat that sometimes gape at your feet and the scent of poetry that fills your nose.
Ignoring the hot bodily fluid soaking his tabi, Rinne repeated.
This is to play
Close your eyes and play walking with your mother.
‘Look carefully and don’t forget.’
She stopped suddenly and said.
There was no soft, warm tone there.
‘Life does not tolerate weakness.’
As if a yōkai had eaten her mother by digging it out and eating it.
It’s heavy and hard, and that’s why there are only heterogeneous tones.
‘Mother… ?’
‘All tragedies are byproducts of weakness.’
Her hand covering Rinne’s eyes was removed.
Somehow, her stillness was broken, and a sharp noise pierced her ears again.
Lynne saw.
Her father was there.
My father, who had been pierced through a window from his anus to his mouth, stood tall like a scarecrow.
The first and second brothers were also there.
A brother who was hacked to pieces and whose shape is unrecognizable.
The eyes of the cabal, which were competing to cut off parts of her body to share her credit, turned to Rinne and her mother.
The appetizing female body that he faced while excited by the taste of blood was just one of the spoils to be eaten.
Standing in front of them cheering and scrambling forward is Rinne’s meeting, her teacher, the ‘Sword Witch’.
-Sereung
‘Now, look.’
Linnaeus, gifted with a keen intuition from her birth, instinctively noticed.
That her master had come into Rinne’s family for the purpose of establishing a happy family and breaking it up in front of Rinne.
Even the fact that the happy days were just acting.
‘This is the way you will move forward.’
But even after knowing all of that, Linnaeus followed her mentor.
A twisting spiral swirling between cabals.
One life and one death on top of it.
The master’s sword dance to slaughter the thief who dishonored his father and brother is indeed.
Because it was really beautiful.
