Chapter 363 – R-29. Cheat Character
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As expected, my status window might have been somewhat shocking to her. They say he’s a reclusive loner and all, but this isn’t hilarious. Anyway, Yujeong Lee is doing that because she is curious about that.
So let’s get out of the way for now.
“This is Eunha Yoo?”
“No, that’s not what I asked. “You don’t see something right.”
“Senior. If a senior is weaker than Eunha Yoo, Eunha Yoo’s condition may not be visible properly.”
“I’m weaker than I?”
What was it that I couldn’t see? Well then it’s actually a good thing.
In the first place, our Lee Yoo-jeong, who is only capable of conveying information, naturally has no way of being better than me, who has combat skills.
So, I naturally went behind Lee Yu-jeong and gently massaged her shoulders.
“That could be true. “Isn’t it embarrassing to be weaker than your seniors and freshmen?”
“Haaa.”
Lee Yu-jeong lets out a strange moan.
Okay. Okay. There is nothing I can do about a body that has already become accustomed to me.
In other words, right now, the God Finger ability that I have for Lee Yu-jeong actually gives her pussy the majesty of hundreds or thousands of dicks, and makes any part of her skin an erogenous zone.
However, I had something curious about this bug.
If touching once means touching hundreds or thousands of times.
It’s normal for your skin to be worn and soft and your vagina to be like a flaming vagina, but if you don’t do that, how sensuous is it?
If you touch it with a finger that makes you feel hundreds or thousands of times more sensitive, any part of it becomes an erogenous zone.
I’ll do Hansuji with Raina later.
But then.
Where were Raina and Suji Han?
You arrived a lot later than expected. The reason I pierced Lee Yu-jeong’s pussy was because it wasn’t even the time to pour water and wait in a cup.
Even after everything was done, and even the female scent was aroused, she didn’t come.
“But where did you guys go after bullying me? “Did you go eat something delicious?”
“Oh, actually, Choi Si-woo trained us a little bit.”
“Training? “What the fuck, just these guys and not me?”
It’s still morning, but you did well.
No, more than that, you are leaving me out. It is clear that this is purely an attempt to ostracize me.
Of course, Choi Si-woo, this idiot, won’t say that he will fuck up the heroine while I’m away. Still, it’s a shame that they left me out.
Of course, belatedly, do you want to train too? Even so, I wouldn’t make that choice just to pick on Lee Yu-jeong’s pussy.
“Common sense says you have nothing to train.”
“What is it?”
“We want to become strong and stand next to you as unashamed colleagues!”
Suji Han is quite remarkable.
It would be nice to give you great pleasure later.
“Hmm. Now that it’s like this, there’s nothing I can do. Actually, I did this because you two secretly wanted to become stronger. We can all become stronger together.”
No, I still won’t do it.
On second thought, I think it would be more fun to touch the three females here.
I can become stronger on my own at any time, and since I’m not the main character, as long as I can protect my body, that’s it.
“So, let’s have a real fight?”
“Huh. Right now.”
“You stupid bastard. “Are we still in the morning?”
Besides, I still want to feel more of the feeling of these fingers penetrating Lee Yu-jeong’s pussy.
“Senior is skipping class too. Why?”
“Oh, I see?”
“See you all after class.”
What are you going to do after class? It looks like our Choi Si-woo has something on his mind.
Simple practice? Hmm, Choi Si-woo looks a bit suspicious.
Okay. Well, let’s just say that’s the case for now.
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Around this time, Hansung Academy was abuzz with the story of Yoo Eun-ha.
Most of them are compliments or something. I’m jealous or something. A fan or something. There were many stories like that.
When there is praise, there is also jealousy.
For example, the female bullies smoking cigarettes behind the academy were like that.
“Ah, fuck, Yu Eun-ha is doing so well. “This is a fucking disaster.”
“The girl who was quite even in middle school is annoying.”
The two female students here have been in the same class as Yoo Eun-ha since middle school.
It made me feel sick to my stomach to see Yu Eun-ha, who had been quietly walking around in her class without even looking up until then, acting like that.
She came to Hunter Academy and became better than them. Does that make sense?
Another way is to grab the blade and give them a big scolding.
Okay. I said it was a redz.
Isn’t it a way to let a man know what he tastes like at this point? What if I call up boys I know and secretly touch them from behind?
“Why don’t you take a look behind the scenes at this point? Honestly, Jinseok Yoo. “That person may be caught, but how would you know what’s going on behind his back?”
“That’s right. So.”
“Oh, you’re talking so much. “You.”
Then someone appeared.
It was her party, Yu Eun.
Eunha Yoo has really changed a lot since her middle school days.
It is said that in Japan, unlike when they were in middle school, there are many girls who become glamorous as soon as they enter the Hunter Academy. Did Yu Eun-ha follow suit?
Her ears are pierced, and she doesn’t wear makeup, but it looks like she smokes because she smells like cigarettes.
“Eunha Yoo? It is said that even tigers appear if you call them.”
“I am not a tiger, but Godfinger.”
“What are you saying? It worked. If Ji comes. Huh?”
Before they knew it, Yu Eun-ha had come to their surroundings.
The moment she thought she was around, she had already passed by Yu Eun-ha.
And that moment. Something passed through her mind intensely.
It was pleasure.
In a very short period of time, Yoo Eun-ha put her hand inside the skirt of this gangster woman and quickly touched her clitoris.
“Man’s hand. It is a technical name created to mean ‘making a pussy go with 10,000 hand gestures.'”
“What the fuck. “Ogogok.”
The female gangsters fell down on the spot as their pussies became red and squirted water in an instant due to Yoo Eun-ha’s ‘man’s hand’ that started again.
Spreading your legs and trembling like a frog is a bonus.
A clicking sound was heard from Yoo Eun-ha’s cell phone above the women’s unconscious bodies.
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I feel good.
That’s also very good. Why? I have acquired a deadly technique.
Now I have confidence that I can eat girls even without a dick. I discovered countless ways to feel pleasure with my body even without being impaled by a dick.
That was also perfect training.
As proof of that, we provided true education to the scoundrels in the back alleys.
“Hey, did you hear that?”
“Xxx, xxx Are they lying down while urinating?”
“What are you doing that makes you urinate?”
“I guess I just got tired of sleeping after drinking.”
“No, I usually don’t sleep while peeing when I drink alcohol.”
I took a picture and posted it anonymously on the community.
They probably didn’t realize it was me.
I am an honorary Argentinian, so if I trace my IP, I have to go to Argentina and find the culprit.
Well, even if you criticize me, I have real, embarrassing photos of them.
Naked.
Besides, if my fingers didn’t work, wouldn’t I have a body that shouldn’t work?
Korean men’s dicks, and white people’s dicks. Rumor has it that the black man’s dick is huge.
These bitches dared to target my body, forcing me to live an absolutely unsatisfactory life.
If I touched them on a regular basis, they would have no choice but to go study abroad in another country and get fucked by Yankees.
“Hmph. “Hmph.”
“You must be related to those two, right?”
For some reason, Raina narrows her eyes and looks at me.
“I don’t know Yu Eun-ha.”
I snorted.
That’s right. It’s not something I need to say.
My own hands. I have no intention of treating bitches with third-rate pussies that are so easy to get at their fingertips, let alone one hit.
But Raina keeps glaring at me as if she’s going to eat me.
“No, if you look closely, this isn’t urine. Didn’t this happen because it touched your finger?”
This. After all, it’s Raina.
Maybe it’s because she’s had her pussy pierced countless times by me, so if she pretends, she’s just pretending.
“You got caught. As a reward, I will lick your pussy.”
“Okay, that’s okay?”
Such a topic has a female scent in it.
I was thinking of getting my pussy licked here once.
Suddenly, Professor Hunter, who was in charge of world history, threw something strange at me, even though I didn’t know what his abilities were, and I avoided it.
Right. It was class time.
“Hey, Eunha Yoo. Looking at the chatter, my class seems to be quite satisfactory. What did Belgium say about its atrocities in the Congo?”
Why on earth are you learning world history?
I really don’t understand this. Why on earth does learn world history make me feel uncomfortable?
Isn’t this even modern history? It feels just like World War II.
Even though it looks like this, I am smart.
“Uh, if I don’t properly meet the quota, I’ll cut off my wrist?”
“What is the solution to this?”
“No, fuck. We’re going to be hunters and idiots, so why is the world like this? Why do we even have to take measures for something that happened more than a hundred years ago?”
“There are a lot of people saying that hunters are ignorant, and hunters often meet foreign hunters later on. It means that even if you are old, you have to be able to use your head a little. “Say it quickly.”
No matter how I look at it, the intention to experiment with me stands out.
“Uh, so. Even though slaves are oppressed to the point of having their wrists cut off, even though they are oppressed by Belgium’s reign of terror, in the end, violence cannot completely subdue them.”
I decided to give an answer after being pushed into it.
“So?”
“Heungbu also fixed the bird’s broken leg and brought it a gourd. So, in the same sense, if we realistically provide prosthetic hands, we can take care of public sentiment and also fill the quota. In other words, the solution is to implement a welfare policy for Congolese slaves by ‘providing prosthetic hands.'”
The students are looking at something strange.
Isn’t that true? It’s not the hunter era like now, so there’s no one with the ability to reattach a severed wrist, and it’s not like a severed wrist can come back.
“No, if I had to use an analogy, it would be similar to Nolbu breaking his leg and then fixing it again.”
“That’s a slightly different case.”
“After Italy declared war on Britain and France, Italy attacked France. What happened?”
“The Italian attack is blocked by the French mountain division.”
“What are Renya Mutaguchi’s achievements?”
No, that person keeps asking questions.
I feel like this keeps testing me. Good night. Even though I look like this, I am a cultured woman.
“As the dark Korean independence army, we made a big deal out of something we could just laugh off, and started the Sino-Japanese War by launching the Nogu Bridge Incident, and made a major achievement by destroying over 90,000 troops of the Japanese Empire in the Imphal Operation. To be honest, he is the only independence activist who inflicted a significant blow on Japanese colonial rule.”
“I don’t know if you know world history well.”
“What does this have to do with hunting in the first place? If I really want to connect with hunters from other countries, I learn things like English, German, and French. “Is there any reason to discuss history with them?”
Since it doesn’t matter, I just said it too.
As a human being, unless you go to a company and work for a related company, do you really use differential calculus and integrals? No.
From the time you’re new, you learn company life by going round and round.
“Well, it looks like you have basic knowledge and are just dripping, so I’ll just skip it.” The attitude score is negative.”
“Tsk. We’ll see.”
I guess Yoo Jin-seok wants me very much because his grades were poor.
Let’s rub the pussy of a gem of a world history professor someday.
While I was thinking that, a piece of paper fell in front of me.
I wondered what kind of crazy person he was to do something like this even in this day and age, and Choi Si-woo was frowning.
Are you crazy?
Close your eyes and turn your daughter into a cum fountain?
I am sure that if I give her a virgin blowjob just once, I will be able to pull out all her semen and make her cum.
First, I decided to look at the contents of that piece of paper.
-Let’s go to the dungeon.
When I go to the dungeon, what kind of bullshit is this?
We are in the process of selecting several new candidates for the contest. Perhaps Lortel’s first male lead will use a story about a heroine’s regret after being treated as an NTR or a story about a middle-aged man’s hero’s party?
