Chapter 1 – Episode 1
Najaxo died.
During lunchtime, after having a rough lunch at the company cafeteria, I checked my phone and saw a notice from Najaxo.
[Sorry to meet you with this post…
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…So I can’t do more serialization. Sorry again…]
“Fuck you…”
Whoa-.
Cigarette smoke drifted into the air with a sigh.
“Fucking bastard.”
The start was good. I started the series by leaving a long thank you for tapping lightly with the selection and comments.
Has it been about a week? First death. To cast ‘I haven’t been writing too much lately ㅠㅠ’, I filled it up with 500 coins and generously sponsored it.
“Fuck… 50,000 won is a pack of cigarettes…”
It wasn’t worth it at all for that moment.
After that, after another four days, the point before the 20th episode. Since the length of the article was cut in half, he declared that he would write a review if he filled up 30 episodes, and he did it again.
“He said he was grateful… He said he would do his best even if he saw me…”
The long-awaited episode 30. After leaving a congratulatory message in the comments, he went straight to the community and spent 6 hours posting a full 5700 character review. Reviews went up to the best, and thousands of inflows flocked to the novel, finally seeing the light.
Bang!
Unknowingly, I hit the bench in the smoking room with my clenched fist.
“Dog-fucked larvae…”
Yes, bugs. All of those motherfucking bastards ruined it.
-The writing is too messy… I’m getting off here. Writers go up and down too~
– No jam… Get off.
-Wow… The probability sucks… I’m getting off.
After biting off the novel while making nonsensical noises, he finally started cursing the novel to the community.
Title: A short review of Yas Conqueror in the Different World.
It’s dog crap, so run away… (Cool)
-Ang Kimochi’s Goddess: DD… That much?
-Farting daughter-in-law: Looks like a pamper;
-Simba dancing the samba: I filtered it right away
Did you give up there? No way.
Long fight. He countered each and every one of the bad comments and waged a war with the squirrels.
ㄴ Promiscuous shit hahaBeing promiscuous fools your nostrils… ㅠㅠ Please tidy up your hair and live!
Isn’t it the life of your mother who raised you?
ㄴ Probability sucks? Are you dyslexic? I did feminia build-up from episode 3, but what kind of bullshit haha, what a mess is your life~
Personal attacks, parental attacks. Did not discriminate between types. There was nothing that could stop me from raging furiously.
Afterwards, he wiped out all the gallogs, IPs, and identities of the swarms, and succeeded in saving the writing somehow.
That’s it, everything is back on track, I thought.
“Fuck. Baby sunfish.”
The serialization cycle became unstable for a while, probably because of the hardships in the meantime.
Whoa-.
“If you were going to make an excuse, would you be sincere?”
1pm, 9pm, 3am. The guy who would post it on the spot regardless of the time of day when the article was written said, “I’m busy with my job all year round?”
‘Thank you so far?’ Does the guy saying thank you pop out all year round?
“If you thank me, I will repay you with a lot of luck…”
There are so many unwritten sponsorships, illustrations waiting for the day to be completed, and so many unwritten reviews…
The lacrimal glands are moistened. Even when I was dumped by my first love, I wasn’t so sad.
Do-gyun’s whole body twisted from the sense of loss caused by the sudden separation, but his long experience as a deep-sea diver helped him to control his emotions.
“Fuck… I loved you bastard… Please change your pen name for the next post…”
If he catches your eye, he will pour out the resentment of the pure lover who was betrayed without hesitation.
While Do-gyun was thinking that and burning cold anger, the entrance to the rooftop smoking room opened and a person familiar to Do-gyun approached.
The head of Jeongmyung University in the same department.
“Daejang-nim! You are here!”
“Ok? Did you find me?”
“Of course!”
After discovering Do-gyun, Myeong-dae sighed, “Huh-.” He quickly approached him and started complaining in an angry tone.
“No~ Do you have the documents you submitted in the morning?”
“Quarterly sales report?”
“Ah yes! That’s it!”
‘Does this bastard not even know what the documents he submitted are?’
Do-gyun somehow endured the laughter that was about to burst out and listened to Jeongmyeong-dae’s complaints.
To sum up, the documents he submitted had an error, and he complained that it was okay to go beyond that level.
Do-gyun saw the expression of Myeong-dae full of resentment and resentment.
‘How is this bastard not getting fired and sticking to the company? Relatives of the boss? Or did he suck the president’s cock?’
Do-gyun, who works for a semiconductor company belonging to a medium-sized company, cited his assistant as one of the biggest mysteries of the company.
He is the epitome of a pitiful person who is full of mistakes in everything he does, and when he does something wrong, he solves it by grumbling rather than correcting it. Nevertheless, he was somehow attached to the company, so he was a truly mysterious figure.
“… So… Manager? Manager Chae? Are you listening to me?”
“Yes? Oh, I’m listening. You must be very angry.”
“Right? Anyway, that’s it.”
“Jeong Joo-im.”
“Yeah?”
“I-I know you’re angry, but the time is…”
Saying that, Do-kyun tapped the watch he was wearing with his hand and showed it to Myeong-dae. 12:53. It’s time to start working on the afternoon.
“Oops. It’s already time like this. Shall we go in then?”
“Yes, yes. What can I do even if it’s hard, social life is like that. Let’s go in quickly. It will be late.”
“Yeah!”
Do-gyun appropriately cut off the words of Myeong-dae, who seemed like he would only complain all day if left alone, and led him into the building, patting him on the back.
‘Bitter-I’m off work.’
On such a bad day, he wanted to soothe his mind and body by going home quickly, ordering chicken, and driving the Najakso one by one.
‘Oh, that’s Yasu.’
Thinking of the still-unopened Najaxos, the depressed mood felt a little better.
‘Six hours until work, let’s be patient.’
Less than an hour had passed since I ate, but my saliva exploded in my salivary glands.
*****
In the evening as time passed, Do-kyun sat in front of his computer and focused his attention on the time floating in the lower right corner of the monitor.
‘3, 2, 1.’
The time indicated by the clock is 19:00, leaving work.
Kki-Ik-.
Office window seat. Director Han stood up over the partition.
“Good job everyone! Let’s go to work.”
“Thank you for your effort!”
“Thank you for your hard work~”
At the declaration of leave from manager Han, employees from all over the office stood up and exchanged greetings before heading to the elevator.
Jump-.
The same goes for Dougyun. I finished everything 10 minutes before work. Now all you have to do is get up and head home.
‘Which one do you see first? Hypnosis assistant at an all-girls school? A dystopian killer? Third-class helmsman of the ghost fleet?’
For a while, there were too many novels that I had put aside because I had to go all-in on the Conqueror of Yasu in the Different World.
‘Oh, I should order delivery first.’
A smile spreads across your lips. There were too many najaxos waiting for themselves. The moment when Do-kyun moved forward in the elevator with a feeling of blissful satisfaction.
“Dae-ri Chae!”
“Yes?”
Do-gyun turned around at the voice calling him. Manager Han was looking at him with a smile on his face.
‘Why are you looking at me that way?’
A small feeling of uneasiness bloomed on one side of his chest.
“How about a cup of yogurt today?”
Director Han approached Do-gyun, breaking the soju with her hand and making a gesture as if drinking it. Do-gyun hurriedly adjusted his expression and opened his mouth.
“Sorry. There is a memorial service at home today.”
“What kind of ritual does your family hold once a month?”
“Because my father is a conservative.”
“Did you just smile like someone going somewhere to play?”
If you know, please send me some.
“The thought of seeing Porong at my parents’ house after a long time made me feel better.”
“Eh… Is that so? Too bad…”
Manager Han’s expression drooped and changed to that of a puppy abandoned by the owner. Judging by that expression, it seems that he had a big fight with his wife in the morning.
Dare to predict, the guy who is being taken by Manager Han today will have to listen to long rumors about marriage and life until dawn.
“Then, I will go. Time is running out.”
“Yes, let’s go.”
Director Han, who quickly gave up and turned around at Do-gyun’s determined attitude, saw Myeong-dae packing his luggage in a corner of the office and called out to him with a smile on his face.
“Jeong Joo-im!”
‘Amen, it’s Myeongdae…’
Do-gyun, who confirmed that Myeongdae was staring at Department Manager Han with a puzzled expression, silently meditated and turned around.
‘Wait, boys! My brother is leaving!’
No matter what happened to Jeongmyeongdae, Dokyun, who had finished work perfectly, headed toward home with strength in his steps.
*****
Kik-.
“Yes? Did I leave the door open?”
A rooftop room on the outskirts of Seoul. Living in a house where a man lives alone, in a house where an electronic door lock has not yet been installed and a key is used, sometimes I leave the door open like this.
“Maybe I’ll be a little sloppy?”
Do-kyun, who had a lot of tension while thinking about the novels he would read today, entered the house muttering to himself, took off his suit and threw it on the bed, then put the delivered chicken on the table and started setting.
“Should we go to Myeongdong~ Let’s go to Cheongnyangni~”
His hum doesn’t stop. Tension soars like crazy at the thought of najakso and chicken, which will perfectly end the day, and the yas of life.
I opened the chicken box.
“Oh…”
The golden color was that of a gold bar. The smell of heat and oil permeated the tip of his nose, stimulating his salivary glands.
“Fuck! This is Yasu!”
Physical contact between a man and a woman? Bodily fluid ejection? It’s all something, this is the real Yasu.
I took the chicken radish out of the box, went to the sink, tore off the tip, and discarded the soup. After that, I packed a glass, opened the refrigerator, took out the beer, opened the lid so that it was cool enough to make a sound, and filled the glass little by little, tilting the glass at an angle to avoid bubbles as much as possible.
Squeeze-.
Filling a transparent beer glass with golden honey, Do-gyun held a smartphone in one hand and a chicken leg in the other, and started a full-fledged yas.
Basasac-.
Deep-fried batter that crumbles in your mouth, and the juicy juice that oozes out between them. The prologue of Najaxo that makes Do-gyun’s heart flutter in addition to the sensation of being violated in a mess in the mouth.
Do-gyun was at his “Climax”.
“Geuuuuu…!”
Oh, life was so beautiful. Even until lunchtime, the feeling of sinking to the floor led me to heaven drawing an endless upward curve at some point.
The moment when Do-gyun falls into the thought, ‘Isn’t this really dying of happiness?’.
Baka-!
Thud-.
With a dull noise, Do-gyun’s body collapsed.
A dull radiating pain in the back of the head, blurred vision.
‘Uh…? Am I really going to heaven?’
Was it too much happiness for you to handle? The accident did not function properly. The world flashed rapidly, pulling out my consciousness. Consciousness gradually subsided, and drowsiness poured in.
Swoop-.
‘…?’
Do-gyun passed out, feeling as if he had seen a shadow of a person in a dimly lit world.
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“Hehe… I found it~!”
