Chapter 924 – Poor Hunter, Night (6)
-Wooow!
When the alarm on my cell phone vibrates, someone urgently slaps me on the back.
Come here. How much time has passed.
Maybe I’m blown away because it’s been so long since I’ve lived a peaceful life in a studio apartment without being chased by anyone.
Without even having time to reflect on the days, the nagging sound of the night struck my ears sharply.
“Get up.”
“Just 5 minutes.”
The night pulled at my earlobe, wrapping my temple with my right hand. I shouted with my lips close to my ear.
“The food is ready! “Why do you always wake up later than me at that age?”
A night of pressure. The light brown hair sticking out like a bird’s nest had a faint smell of cooking oil.
A cute apron with a squirrel drawn on it that I bought.
I tried to replace it with a new one, but the 1,500 won flip-flops and 5,000 won bonded clothes, which had been severely compromised on price, came into my blurry vision.
Freshly opened eyes and chatty tone of voice.
He had a playful height and face that made you want to jump up and take him on a plane.
“Eat. Or should I sleep a little longer, or should I leave first?”
“I’m sleepy. “Let’s lie down together for a bit.”
I hugged the back of Bam’s neck as he lowered his head and pulled him into the bed.
“Why are you sleepy? Someone so strong, don’t pretend to be weak… Ah, wow!”
I held the chestnuts in my arms and patted them. The cute little squirrel resisted by unnaturally turning over in my arms.
“Ah! Oil. Oil on! I’m holding a flipper. Let go. Quickly!”
“You can bury some. Sniff.”
“Don’t smell it! “They’re not even real people.”
They say it smells pleasant to a new wife who is just preparing breakfast.
The smell of the various vegetables, seasonings, and oils that I had carefully tightened my belt mixed with the scent of the body wash, so much so that I cried because I missed the smell of the body at night.
“The soup is boiling, okay? And I’ve already told you to stop hugging me more than five times.”
“I can’t sleep without a woman since I became king.”
“… “It’s not a person.”
“How long has it been since we lived together?”
“We didn’t live together, we just lived together, and I think it’s been about two weeks now.”
I see.
If I live like this, forgetting about time, I will forget about state affairs and become a scum.
I don’t use magic, I just use it for cleaning, laundry, cooking… It’s full of inconveniences, but I can’t figure out why it tastes so good.
“My back is starting to hurt. “It feels like I’m going to have a lump in my calf.”
“Call me oppa.”
“… Among your lovers, there is no younger one. Otherwise, I can’t be this obsessed.”
No one calls me oppa.
Sometimes I can hear it from Mary, but only when I induce it.
When I think about it, most of the people I dated were the same age or older.
“Is that so?”
“Let go now.”
“Why are you trying to sneak away?”
“Ah! What’s the point of calling that…”
“It’s all good to listen to someone you like, man. “Didn’t they teach you at the academy?”
“Why are you teaching that?”
-Cheese profit.
As the miso soup boils, you can hear the sound of foam overflowing.
After struggling timidly a few more times, perhaps because he thought my will was stubborn, he took a deep breath, hesitated, and muttered into the back of my neck in a pitiful voice.
“… Brother. Let me go now.”
A sweet sound that will ease even the thousand-year-old congestion.
Chestnuts are as firm and soft as the acorn jelly they often eat.
“Are you going to call me that from now on?”
“Oh really, you man, stop it! The soybean paste soup is boiling!! It’s annoying, smelly, and frustrating!”
“What kind of habit are you talking to your elders about now? It won’t work. My brother repeated the name three times.”
“… Ah, really!! Oppa oppa oppa! Is it okay? That’s it!”
Exorcism. When I opened her arms and let go, Bam stood up, made a face like a goblin, lifted her flip-flop and hit my butt.
-Puck! Puck!
It’s natural, but it doesn’t matter. How can I, who endured the sweet night of part-time work that makes my skull dent when I get hit, give in to such a soft and timid bastard?
When I stood up hunched over and patted Bam’s pouting butt, his mouth stuck out like a duck’s bill and his face turned red with anger.
“… “What on earth do you see and think about me?”
“Because you’re like my little sister and cute. That’s because you’re cute. Ugh, soybean paste soup is all burnt.”
“!”
There was a lot to say, but for now, Bam ran to the gas stove to put out the urgent fire and sighed heavily.
“I really hope you go home.”
“Won’t you be sad when you actually go?”
“Hmph, I’m not upset at all. I just know how to use the bathroom and dirty things every time. Do you know how many times I told you to sit down and cum?”
If I could sit down and eat, I would do that.
You wouldn’t know how uncomfortable it would be to fit a large, muscular person in a small toilet that would have accommodated Bam’s small butt.
“… Ah, yes. I hope you’ll be happy when you grow up.”
King Molyeong is King Mokryeong. He crossed his arms and shook his head, saying he was tired of the nights that couldn’t be called small.
“You’ll be satisfied too, right?”
“Look at what the person who just said that I look like a younger sister is talking about.”
I squatted down at the table. I set up rice and side dishes as if I was familiar with the night of spitting out a lot of bad words.
Stir-fried sausage and vegetables mixed with ketchup. And the whole pot of miso soup was placed in the center. The breakfast was very generous compared to two weeks ago.
One main side dish and one soup. The love of a poor person is to share without worrying about spit mixing.
“The sausage looks delicious. Eat this.”
“… “I also know how to use chopsticks.”
As soon as Bam sat down, I picked up a large sausage and put it on my rice, and then I picked up broccoli and put it on Bam’s bowl.
-Ajak.
When Bam made a drink with only broccoli, he refilled the bell peppers. My eyebrows twitched at the playful action.
“I heard that my brother from another family usually gives me something delicious.”
“It’s all internet propaganda. “I’m taking care of your health.”
“I’m just complaining that I didn’t buy Pines ketchup.”
Since I didn’t have enough ketchup for one meal, I ended up making stir-fried sausage and vegetables for the third time. As a result, I ended up using Mokgtugi ketchup three times.
If I had bought Pines Ketchup, I could have had more delicious sausage and vegetable stir-fry three times?
“I’m sick of it now because I’ve heard it so much. They tell you to eat vegetables too. Even though they were the ones who bought it because they felt bad about missing out.”
The chestnuts that I used with chopsticks in a hurry piled up vegetables on top of my rice.
If I were a really big-headed kid, I might have fainted from the sheer volume of vegetables.
Does this mean that you give in return and receive in words? When Bam saw my sullen face, he suddenly burst out laughing, covered his lips, and sniffled.
“Puhuhuh, no, the expression… Why is your expression like that? “Okay, don’t make me laugh in the morning.”
“…”
“Why are you making more of a face? Hehe, don’t be funny! Really!”
Your smiling face is so pretty.
I’m not saying this, but I think a woman shines the brightest when she smiles.
【Me too?】
‘You are not a woman.’
Seeing people smile so brightly, I didn’t even know I had a genius talent for psychotherapy.
Cornus officinalis regained her emotions and made her cry and laugh. Two weeks until the dying night became this clear.
Seup, why don’t you try opening a 2-week clinic for Lee Si-heon?
“Oh, that’s right, have you tried on the clothes I bought you last time?”
“Yes, it was a good fit.”
“Wear it sparingly. “You nag me so much that my wallet is overflowing with money.”
It’s not a joke, but the money saved was slowly approaching eight figures.
I’ll be earning double what I earn at night, but the interest on the debt and the hospital bills must be really bad.
“You can just buy your clothes and buy something else.”
“How much do you have?”
“What do you say?”
No, really, just thinking about it in my head makes the Wiki know and find it for me like a ghost, so what do I need?
Recently, I was looking into a burn ointment made by the association that added expensive magic stones and potions.
‘If I use the power of healing, the scars will disappear.’
First, I made it a point to limit my giving to this guy to the profits I earned through hard work while living alone.
-Clatter.
After breakfast, it’s time to go to work at night. When I got out of the shower, Bam, who had finished washing the dishes, was putting on his combat uniform and getting ready to leave.
“Get dressed quickly.”
“Aren’t you going to follow me today?”
“Yes?”
As if he thought he would follow along as usual, Bam, whose eyes had become the size of chestnuts, was left blank with a bewildered look on his face. She shook her head and cried, feeling relieved.
“Can I run comfortably now?”
“Conveniently, I just want to go out for a short day today.”
“Please, not just one day, just a few days.”
“Uh huh.”
She had a brief meeting with Saint Isabella, a member of the moderate church.
She plans to use the remains of the World Tree and take a full-fledged religious movement at the same time.
“Then I’ll go first.”
“Don’t cry because I’m not there.”
“Isn’t it? “I feel relieved?”
When the night stood in front of the door and stuck out its tongue, I smiled without saying anything.
-Boom!
Close the door as if to show off. The night I run away in case I change my mind.
I should have hugged her tightly and petted her before I left. I felt a little resentment and regret.
* * * * * *
The nun, covered in her white veil, quietly stubbed out the end of her cigarette, her blue eyes shining.
Pupils shining brightly as if sapphires were embedded in them, and hair that seemed to be dangling with golden threads.
It was Isabella, the saint of the now dead World Tree of Prosperity, and at the same time the leading figure of the moderate religious order.
“Are you a saint?”
“At least in the doctrine, there was nothing to say about not greedy for pleasure and narcotic substances.”
Of all the saints I know, she is probably the most barbaric.
She sat down at the prepared table, drank a glass of water, and glanced at the brown-haired girl sitting next to her.
“Oh, hello… “That, King Mokyeong?”
Azelin. A girl with hair the color of chestnut and gentle eyes timidly greeted me.
“Isn’t it cute?”
“Don’t ask the agent to do the work. By the way, you must have had good contact with him, right?”
“Uh. Honestly, I was a bit surprised. “She was living in such poverty that her waist hurt, and the world was such a small place.”
Just before the World Tree of Prosperity dies to save many people from the terror of Cistus, there are several requests left to us.
The night served as a cause for the development of the kingdom and at the same time served as a stepping stone between humans and trees.
“Therefore…”
“The beech tree, that is, his tree. In order to receive the world tree’s divine status and power, it must be a tree with the same flower language. “There is only one tree in the world that has received the prophecy.”
A poor child born as an orphan, picked up and raised by the World Tree of Resentment, had the qualities to become a god.
“I heard it before, but it still sounds like a movie.”
“It’s a complete movie. You were the same from the beginning. What about that person…”
It probably means Jeong Si-woo.
I tried to gently scratch Isabella with a fierce tone.
“How are you two doing?”
“I think it’s a skill to be able to so casually ask about a fight that took place just a few weeks ago.”
“A ball is a ball and life is a life, how enjoyable it is to hear other people’s love stories.”
“… “That guy hasn’t been in touch much lately.”
Well, that will happen. It was quite crowded. By now, he is probably training or acting as a husband in front of the World Tree of Justice.
Isabella also doesn’t seem to be very interested in the dating business until everything is over.
Perhaps it will be difficult for me to see the end of this story.
“Anyway, I said preparation work was needed.”
“Yes. It seems that there has been trouble again within the church. “It seems difficult to move the remains of the World Tree and our whereabouts that were hidden right now.”
I thought it was a simple task, but it might not end in one day.
Azelin, who was sitting next to her, pushed her squirrel-like face and appealed.
“Please help me.”
Of course I thought so.
Because we were in the same boat.
