Constellation of the Reverse World 417

Chapter 417 – Chapter 417: Date – Lee Ha-Rin 4

In the end, the date with Lee Ha-rin ended like that.

It was delivery food and something clung to it under the table, then moved and got stuck in the narrow bed.

It seems that more than half of the dates were marked with naughty things, but of course there were no complaints. Wouldn’t it be one of the romances of a man to take a walk in the neighborhood of a woman with whom he has a deep relationship, be invited to her house for a meal, and head straight to bed?

“So, why are you all gathered?”

The morning when I fell asleep clinging to a sticky bed in a narrow bed and woke up to a loud noise.

For some reason, our incarnations were huddled together in the living room of Lee Ha-rin’s house, warming up the leftover food from yesterday’s delivery. To be precise, under the leadership of Lee Ha-rin, they tried something similar to self-cooking with delivery food and created a mess in the kitchen.

It was Kim Ha-eun who answered my question as she stretched out of the room.

“Isn’t that a bit like going on 5 dates in a row? I thought there should be a day to celebrate and just relax and hang out together.”

“Seongjwa-nim! It’s just that Ha-eun, who is next in line, got the wrong date for the pool villa!”

“Hey, sir! You said you didn’t talk!”

Of course, her excuses her were immediately dashed by Sasha’s roaring cry her from her kitchen.

Befitting a idiot who only studied before becoming an incarnation, there must be some laxity in this erratic part.

Kim Ha-eun, her face her turned red, gasped and blushed, but Sasha just laughed it off as she fried something in her frying pan. A quick glance at the kitchen reveals that it is a simple dish, such as stir-frying pork feet with minced garlic or adding sausages to steamed kimchi.

“Did Harin and you want to do that too?”

“I don’t like to cook like men do, but I want to try cooking my own food that was posted on a video site as a clip. And since I’m a dreamer, I don’t have anything to eat, so It’s nice.”

The one who answered with a giggle was Han Ye-ji, who was making chicken mayo rice bowl by slicing boneless chicken.

Similar to how semen in a dream demon can be converted into magical energy, it is said that food eaten can be disassembled into magical energy. It is said that knights and Murim people who have reached a certain level decompose wastes with the magic within their bodies, so it is not a special skill unique to the dreamer, but it can be said that their proficiency in handling magic has jumped.

Instead of gathering at the academy’s luxurious accommodation with an escort at the door, they gathered at a friend’s house when their parents were away. Moreover, since it is a country house in a quiet residential area, there is no nuisance even if the voice becomes a little louder. So it is a situation where you can laugh like that while holding chicken on pig’s feet.

“So, are you all staying here today? What about your parents?”

“It doesn’t matter because I send the trip almost in a tour format.”

When I sit down at the table, the food that is displayed in front of me as if I am proud of it. As if it were some kind of cooking contest, everyone brought something one plate at a time.

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The marinade made by mixing minced garlic with soy sauce was a bit salty, and the chicken mayo rice bowl made with boneless chicken had too much mayonnaise, so I had to add more rice. It’s kimchi-jjim. Well, I boiled it with only sausages, so the taste didn’t change at all.

“Still, the kimchi stew was better than the steamed rice.”

“Can I call it a home-cooked dish with sausage toppings in steamed kimchi?”

In my situation, everyone ruined the dish in the same way, but they seriously discuss whether there was a competition for pride. But will the result come out if you fight with your mouth for a hundred days? Everyone insists that their own food is better, so the story runs parallel.

Maybe that’s why they gathered by my side one by one and looked at me with sparkling eyes. I really felt like a judge, so I smiled a little and gulped my lips with a slightly defrosted cola before I deliberately continued my conversation slowly.

“The first place is Yeji’s chicken and mayo rice bowl.”

“Look at that! This is the best way to cook!”

“Oh, why!”

Incarnations cling to each other with half-tweaks, as if they were serious about self-cooking.

He continued to explain to the incarnations, who acted like children while enjoying the soft feel of wrapping their forearms.

“Except for the excessive mayonnaise, it was seasoned the best. The garlic pork feet didn’t taste like garlic, and the kimchi stew tasted the same as the one we had yesterday.”

“Is this why you shouldn’t trust internet recipes?”

Sasha, who poured soy sauce on minced garlic and evolved it into soy sauce pig’s feet, muttered a little.

The guys who chew on the leftover delivery food as if they can’t throw up on my judgment. Whether it’s because he can disassemble food with magic power, or if he’s just pushing it with his head, all of the delivered food has disappeared into his stomach. You don’t have to worry about throwing away food waste.

“So, are you all playing at Harin’s house today?”

“I know, right?”

What if you ask me back

It seems that they came rushing in without any plan. Looking at the faces of the children, it seemed that they were making fun of Kim Ha-eun, who failed to make a reservation, and moved without thinking.

It’s my job, well, at least my kids can afford to take a vacation at will.

It’s not because I’m wearing a halo behind me, it’s because I usually work too much. When I come back to the dorm after work, he can play sticky with me in my dreams at night, so our Hwashin people don’t take vacations or holidays and work full time.

So, like the last time, it is possible to empty the schedule for a continental tour. If you look at it in a way, all Hwashin should be the type to take a vacation.

Even if it’s a vacation, it’s just hanging out in the living room like it was in the academy’s dorm.

“Is there any place to play nearby?”

“There’s nothing like a PC room. It’s a quiet neighborhood, doesn’t it?”

“I’m bored. Anyone going to the movies?”

Even though I took a vacation, the guys who knew what they wanted to do and scattered all over the place. If that’s the case, I wonder why I came here, but I think I lived similarly in my previous life, so I understood.

Because I used to go to PC Bangs with my close friends just looking at each other and doing my own thing.

Just like that, the incarnations who scattered to do their own thing. In the living room of the house, which became quiet in an instant, I returned to the living room and only Lee Ha-rin was left.

“Are you not leaving?”

“What about Constellation?”

As if it was planned, she casually took the seat next to me on the sofa. Her short hair her rustles and tickles my shoulder.

Did I get an extra day instead of providing a home to the incarnations, or did I just go out without any calculations.

Laughter from the TV fills the house, where the hustle and bustle of the early twenties has disappeared.

“Did you talk to the kids yesterday?”

“Rather than contacting me, I notified her at night. Ha-eun said that she had made a reservation for tomorrow, not today, and that she would visit my house with an empty day.”

I’m sure you’ve made friends without any hesitation. Even though there are no parents, the kids who text me in the morning to leave the door open because I’m going, or Lee Ha-rin who opens it.

Without thinking, I stare blankly at the TV while enjoying the body temperature felt in the seat next to me.

It’s good to go somewhere, watch a movie or experience something, but sometimes it’s fun to sit quietly without saying anything.

“The kids say let’s go out for dinner and wear clothes when the time comes.”

Of course, doing something would be more fun.

After putting down her remote control her, Lee Ha-rin’s hand slowly caresses her thigh her after checking her cell phone.

From her TV-watching posture, she only turned her head to look at her profile. Her eyes are full of desire to achieve them one by one, just like she accomplishes some game challenge.

Come to think of it, yesterday, I didn’t do it on the sofa.

“About two hours left.”

She moves her hand her as she leans forward to see if this time she wants to feel the stickiness between her lovers rather than one-sided service.

As she sleeps, her skimpy clothes her slip her soft, soft hands through her baggy shorts her.

When we feel our body temperature touching, we both look toward the TV, but the content of the gag show doesn’t even come into our heads. I feel like I’m going to lose my excitement when a male celebrity dressed up as sexy appears. Lee Ha-rin stretched out her body, probably noticing my discomfort, and grabbed the remote again to turn off the TV.

No matter how soft her palms her were, she did n’t want to receive her goddaughter her while watching male idols bounce their hips.

“Seongjwa-nim seems to be very lenient sexually, but she doesn’t like male idols.”

“He’s a man. I’ll do it with my hands later, so would you like to enjoy watching a woman’s pelvic dance?”

“Oh, since you said that, I think I understand.”

She frowned between her brows as if imagining something not so good, and she naturally rubbed her cheek against my chest.

It looks like he’s lying on his side of her and wiggling his hands of her uncomfortably, as if he’s enjoying the sound of his pounding heart of her. Feeling bored with her still hand her, I put her hand her inside her T-shirt her, which was tilted toward me. As if she had decided to do this, instead of her bra her, her soft breasts her, warmed by her body heat her, were immediately caught by her fingertips her.

“Is this also an overlay of memories?”

“What is it, most women would have dreamed of something like this. Bringing a lover to their house and gently caring each other.”

“You speak very well.”

After touching it several times, I flicked her fingernails at her nipples, which gradually hardened, and my fingertips quickly scraped her urethra very gently, as if seeking revenge.

Forgetting that we were stuck in an uncomfortable position, we started moving our hands busily without speaking.