Chapter 134 – #35_Stealing a Childhood Friend
One.
Gyu-tae sensed his death, and soon realized that the death had missed him.
Of course, it wasn’t Yu-chan’s induction.
He undoubtedly tried to kill Gyu-tae. If he doesn’t die, it’s good because he can carve a certain fear, and if he dies, that’s all.
The arm, which had been swung with all its might, was limited by the forced movement intervening in the middle.
Seohae, who had thrown her body her to block Yuchan’s arm her, floated up like a balloon and rolled across the withered lawn.
Because I couldn’t see it at all, the West Sea would have hit me instead.
“Ah…”
Gyu-tae looked at Yu-chan with trembling eyes.
What was on his face was not her anger that was about to explode.
It’s about the same expression when dirty shoes get on the subject that I’ve been talking about until now.
It’s like a frown in annoyance.
Because he was just annoyed, he had enough motivation to swing a large stone at a person who was in a state of non-resistance.
Seohae, who had been rolling on the floor until now, got up with a limp and hugged Yuchan’s arm tightly.
“Stop it… Please… Mister, this is enough…”
Kyu-tae couldn’t think of anything even after seeing it.
No matter how brave you are, you are only a student. He could not have experienced the threat of death right in front of his eyes.
He didn’t even have a reason to kill him anyway.
Seohae’s head was covered with jagged, dry grass that had been scattered on the grass earlier.
Yu-chan quietly brushed them off and tied her untied shoelaces again.
I had no intention of hurting Seohae.
“It was just a mistake.”
Yu-chan looked down at Gyu-tae with a dry gaze. Gyu-tae evers her gaze like ten thousand tails, wondering where her evil gaze her has gone. I could see that the crotch of his trousers her was damp.
“I need to put my shoulder back on, so stay still.”
Yoo-chan left the tearful Seo-hae and approached Kyu-tae.
Gyu-tae trembled like a rat in front of the snake and desperately averted his eyes from Yu-chan.
If it was like that, it looked like I would die if I just met my eyes.
As he pulled his missing arm her with moderate force, the limp arm returned with the sound of bones engaging joints.
After completing the simple first aid, Yoo-chan crouched down, grabbed Kyu-tae’s hair on her, and forcibly met his eyes on her.
“Ugh… Ugh!!!”
She can’t even deny it, and she whispers to him through her tears.
“Let’s play a game with me. If you listen to me carefully for three days, I will quietly leave by the West Sea. Instead, if you leave the West Sea first, give up forever.”
I had no will to refuse. Kyu-tae desperately nodded his head. Furthermore, saying that he would leave the West Sea if he listened to him for three days was the best thing he could think of right now.
“Let’s go back by standing.”
Yoo-chan, who called for Seo-hae with a caring voice that would never exist again in the world, found a gift box scattered at his feet.
He kicks it with his toe and rolls it to Gyu-tae.
“It’s a carefully wrapped gift, so I’ll take it.”
“Yes, four!”
Gyu-tae frantically picks up the box and hugs him. I didn’t feel the slightest bit of resentment that I kicked the gift prepared by Seohae.
I feel an irresistible fear cover my heart.
“If you’re even a little late or if you look suspicious, I’ll hang you on good terms with Seohae.”
Without even looking down at Gyu-tae, who had become shabby, Yoo-chan straightened the collar of his tangled shirt to her.
2.
My soul seemed to have run away.
When I was dating Seohae, my steps were light as if I was in heaven, but now I feel like I have fallen to the edge of hell.
What was it?
Who was the man Seohae introduced as her uncle her?
It seemed obvious that he was sexually persecuting Seohae. Just a moment ago, he shed tears and groped the West Sea he hated, and he played with her body her like a toy.
However, what Gyu-tae felt now was fear, not anger.
I felt with my body and mind that he was not an opponent to fight against.
It was to the point that I regretted having decided to save the West Sea at the moment the stone was swung toward my empty face.
And when the crisis passed, what came to me was a sense of shame that weighed heavily on my heart.
He put Kyu-tae’s shoulders back on him.
Although his joints his were creaking and he had a burning sensation, he would have raised his fist again if he really wanted to save the West Sea.
But it didn’t.
Then, leaving Seohae alone, he returned to the motel in the city.
“Fuck!”
Kyu-tae kicked the trash can in the front door. The outer part of the aluminum tub is crushed and it rolls around the room for a while.
He sighs and pulls out his cell phone. I had to report it to the police right away.
The moment he dials 112 and presses the call button, his hands shake.
Yu-chan’s warning rang in my ears.
He Threatens to hang himself with Seo-hae if he shows suspicious behavior.
If he had n’t known his true identity his, he would have borrowed the power of public power with a snort.
But now, a terribly detailed image popped into Kyu-tae’s head his.
If it were him, he would really do it.
“No, it shouldn’t be like this.”
Kyu-tae finally put down his cell phone.
He makes excuses for himself that not only himself, but also the West Sea is in danger.
The man suggested a game.
It was a promise to release the West Sea if he obeyed his words.
It doesn’t hurt to check the authenticity of the promise once.
But is this choice really for the West Sea? After all, couldn’t it be that I subconsciously gave in to the man’s fear?
Slump down on the bed
Since I had urinated in my pants, all I had to do was go to the beach and wash it with seawater.
The salty smell of the clothes dried out.
This is the outfit I carefully picked out for today’s date with Seohae.
When I think of the West Sea, my heart is once again dyed black.
What happened to the West Sea, which was left alone? He is such a rowdy and dangerous man. I didn’t even want to imagine what terrible things Seohae had been through.
“Right. I forgot.”
Kyu-tae noticed that he was still holding on to Seo-hae’s gift.
A cardboard box rolled on the floor, covered in dirt and dented in places. A clumsily tied ribbon decorates its end.
I didn’t want to check the contents so much now.
It was because it seemed to make the gap between the happy dream and the cruel reality even clearer.
But it is unknown what the man suggested such a game to command.
In order to support this broken heart, you will be able to gain courage by looking at the gift carefully chosen for yourself.
“It’s an album.”
It was a white and simple album.
Thick, probably about 40 pages. Did Seohae take photos of the days he spent here and present them?
Had it not been for this situation, I would have been overjoyed.
There are only two photos of Seohae stored on his smartphone.
One is that her her Seohae her secretly saved what she had set as her her profile picture her on her KakaoTalk, and the other is a picture where her face her came out properly as she joked with each other about taking pictures of her.
She did n’t know if they would suddenly break up, so she did n’t leave anything special with her pictures her or anything.
Therefore, Gyu-tae thought that this was a gift Seo-hae left in the hope that he would remember him.
Turn the first page
As expected, it was a picture of the West Sea.
Seohae standing in front of the lighthouse, which was the meeting place today, in a white dress.
It was a sleeveless dress, probably taken in the summer. It was a dress with many decorations, and the pleats on the chest were lovely.
It’s like taking a picture of a doll.
Gyu-tae forgot the current situation and stared blankly at the photo.
Second chapter.
It was the West Sea with a slightly changed pose. Like a medieval aristocrat, she stood with her skirt slightly raised and her legs crossed.
The white knee of the West Sea was gently revealed.
At that point, he felt his heart her beating fast.
“Who… Took the picture?
This picture is not a selfie.
This is a picture someone took.
And the person who can take pictures of the West Sea is that man.
That fact alone made me feel a sense of crisis that would suffocate me.
Anxiety tightens the heart, but the heart beats more violently. Read the next chapter
Third chapter.
This time, Seohae lifted the hem of her skirt to expose her thighs to her. Between his white thighs of her, I could see the pink and white striped panties like candy.
The secret fabric that should be tightly hidden appears under the shade of the dress.
A shy, wet eyeball and a forced smile.
He was probably being blackmailed.
He couldn’t tell exactly, but it seemed to him.
Fourth chapter.
Exposure increased. There was no dress of hers that covered her. Seohae was wearing underwear in front of his lighthouse and hugging her breasts. The bright red blush is also confirmed beyond the photo. He squeezed her thighs tightly together, trying to hide as much of her bare skin as her as possible.
Fifth chapter.
Seohae stood naked as she was born. Her blush her is so hot that it rises to her chest her. Her underwear her, which covered her private parts her, was scattered on the floor like garbage.
As if she had been instructed not to cover her body her, she had both her hands next to her face her in her her V her as if taking a picture of her her.
Her smile her, which was obviously forced, was plaintive.
Sixth chapter.
Seohae’s pose is the same. The shooting distance got closer. Now, the distance is so close that you can see her skin her intact.
Her soft-looking breasts her and her pink nipples that were exposed without any covering.
I caught a glimpse of a tight lip and a cleft directed towards the arsenic, which was not visible in the photo taken from a distance.
Seohae’s naked body of her, which Gyu-tae had never seen before, is forced to be seen, and it is also recorded as a photograph.
Gyu-tae felt despair and resentment there.
It is not that Gyu-tae did not feel sexual attraction to Seo-hae. She honestly even has embarrassing memories of things getting hard on her own her, just from holding her hand her, she smelling her body her up close.
However, she later met her again, and when their relationship deepened and they saw each other naked.
I thought to cherish the West Sea more than anyone else.
It was an act of mocking Seohae, who was innocent in his heart his, dragging him out in broad daylight to a place where no one would see him, taking off all his clothes his, and forcing him to pose for a photo shoot.
Seventh chapter.
Low angle.
It was a shooting angle taken from the bottom up with the West Sea on the bookshelf in front of the lighthouse.
The part highlighted in the close-up was the genital area of the West Sea, which was a sin to even imagine, let alone see.
Not matching the childlike face, the chubby labia are wide open with Seohae’s slender fingers.
Salmon pink moist flesh sticks out, and at the tip, sprouts wrapped in the epidermis stick out their heads.
It’s so sensual, beautiful and vulgar at the same time.
It is unbelievable that Seohae has such a body organ.
Eighth chapter.
The last one was a photo of Seohae kneeling naked and smiling. A thick white liquid was splattered all over his face.
Of course, Gyu-tae also knows the identity of the liquid.
It is semen.
A small but tall nose and one eye closed because the eyelids were covered with semen. The black hair that flowed down to his forehead was also stained with white turbidity.
The drooping saliva at the corners of his mouth his and his glossy lips his hinted at how Seohae had sprayed semen on his face her.
“Crazy bastard, bastard!”
From the middle, the spirit of Gyu-tae, who had lost his position her in the West Sea and was just fascinated by its beauty her, flashed.
Yes, this is not a beautiful piece of art or a gift from Seohae to himself.
They were evidence of her pain and suffering of her, and her scars of her.
Gyu-tae spat out curse words at the man who took this picture without hesitation.
What’s even more frightening is that this album, which is getting higher and higher, is still not even 1/5 of the way through.
I only got past eight chapters.
Kyu-tae could not bear to turn over her back page her and covered her album again.
Then, for some reason, she opened the album again.
She scans the content as if flipping through it quickly.
Although there was no direct insertion scene, it was confirmed that the action in the picture was getting more and more violent.
A photo of Seo Hae masturbating to the corner of her desk and posing while licking it with her tongue.
A photo of her with her legs wide open, showing both holes wide open.
A picture of her sticking an ice cream that went into her genitals her.
A picture of licking semen sprayed on the floor.
A photo of her with her tongue sticking out and her cock smacking her face.
Even pictures of them kissing with their lips in their anus.
The naive and trivial memories of the two of us are getting dirty.
And at the end of the album, there was a short note written in Seohae’s handwriting.
-Come to the lighthouse tomorrow at the same time.
This is a rescue message from the West Sea.
Kyu-tae had no doubts.
Have to go get it
She can’t do it without herself.
Gyu-tae vowed, clenching her fists until she bleed.
