Chapter 95 – Sushi Girl Netorare -1-
I’m only Korean. Fortunately, in the situation where the rest were Japanese, I was able to find a way out right away. But even if you call it a breakthrough, what did you do? Because it was really simple.
I turned on my phone, opened the translator app, and moved my finger to translate what I was going to say into Japanese, and that was it.
It’s a flaw that the shape is a bit out of shape, but the sight of four grown adults putting their heads together and showing each other their phones didn’t look very good. Anyway, the facts I found out through the translator were as follows.
Now these three have not been informed that Koreans are coming. I knew there was an issue to be delivered, but I didn’t know it was news that I was coming.
So when I kept stuttering, I thought I was a little lacking and spoke clearly.
“Poetry? Poetry?”
“Revelation.”
“Say it!”
“One More Time. Vision.”
English was understood by all of us to some extent, so we started exchanging simple conversations in English. But at least I should be able to call it by name properly. So I was working hard on the Korean patch for the three people.
Fortunately, the people in front of me didn’t seem to care that much. Well, the other side asked me to let you know first.
In fact, I was the only Korean among Japanese people, so I was worried about everything. It didn’t seem necessary.
Aren’t there people like that? While josenjing, he…Isn’t there? People like the members of the National Assembly who casually make remarks that make you think.
Since they are Japanese people who have a similar level to our country, of course there are no people who openly talk about Josenjing in front of them.
Anyway, I continued to tell them my name, but the other two people, except for one Japanese person who was not good at pronouncing the base, couldn’t follow suit.
“Vision⋯. Vision?”
“Yes. Sihyeon.”
“Haa⋯. So hard.”
As we passed the time, we waited for the other person to come. There are four people in the waiting room right now. There are five people on the list received from Hyeonseong. An A-class hunter who would interpret and lead the situation as a whole had not yet arrived.
The point at which the A-class hunter came was when the other two began to get some sense of the pronunciation of b.
With a knock, the door to the waiting room opened and a woman entered.
A neat and graceful face. And black hair tied in a ponytail.
And her full chest and strong lower body, which can be seen through her combat uniform. Wouldn’t a kendo girl look like this in real life? Was a compilation of appearances.
After a while, she started talking to the three of them in Japanese. Judging from her lowering of her head, she must be saying sorry for being late.
I stared blankly at the sight of her for a moment, then turned her head toward me, and I looked at her in amazement.
“Forgive me for being late.”
It was a little awkward, but it was Korean that could be considered fluent.
“This is Soryu Mizuki.”
I simply took her outstretched hand and greeted her in the same way.
“I’m Yoo Si-hyun.”
“Sihyeon… If you feel uncomfortable about anything, please tell me about this…”
After Mizuki came, I almost ended up talking only to Mizuki. Two couples, a man and a woman, were following us, flirting like before, wondering what was so fun about it, and the other one was walking beside us, looking at his cell phone.
Well, nothing has happened yet, and it’s out of the gate, so it shouldn’t matter. That’s what I’m comfortable with too. In fact, my English skills are not that different from my Japanese skills.
A situation where you can’t do anything. Just the right English skills to create the situation. That’s about it.
“There’s nothing special yet. The situation hasn’t happened yet, and they’ve taken care of me so well. There’s no inconvenience to say.”
“That’s good.”
Our job was similar to patrolling the perimeter gates, as we said before. It was to see if there were any ordinary people around who had not yet been evacuated, and to find out if there were any other peculiarities.
Large and small variables can occur due to the powerful mana around the super-large gate, and there is a possibility that another gate may occur, so it is to block it in advance.
But the odds are extremely low, and there were so many people involved in this mission that we didn’t have much to do.
In the end, it’s just Nogari.
“Actually, it’s the first time I’m talking to a Korean person, not a friend. My, don’t my words feel awkward?”
“You speak better than me. Korean. I’d rather be Japanese?”
“Oh, really? Are you good at Japanese?”
“No.”
The words that I watched a lot of Japanese porn filled my throat, but fortunately I endured it. If that’s the case, you’re crazy.
“Ah. It’s okay if you don’t have to be modest. Isn’t it a virtue to be too much?”
Mizuki pats my arm and urges me to do it quickly. But really my Japanese level is hopeless. Do you want to be able to say good-bye in the morning?
Anyway, I tried to remember for a while. I couldn’t keep bouncing like this, so I opened my mouth after watching for a while.
“A bear… A gombang? Oh… Oyasumi?”
It was a greeting I barely spat out while recalling my Japanese class in junior high school years ago, but the memory soon reminded me that it was a greeting only at dinner time.
It is two o’clock in the afternoon. It was a long day.
Suddenly, Mizuki, who was greeted with good night in broad daylight, stayed still for a while without saying anything, and then gave a giggle. And started laughing.
“Sihyeon-ssi is an interesting person.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Fortunately, it seemed to fit her gag code to some extent.
After that, I had many conversations with Mizuki. Other than my subordinates, I was a little uncomfortable with my peers, but I could comfortably carry on a conversation because I could see that Mizuki had such a good personality and cared for me.
Well, Mizuki herself seemed to want to talk a lot with me.
“That… Shihyeon. Have you seen Descendants of the Moon?”
“Yes. I watched it all when it was aired.”
“Bon… Home?”
“Oh, the first broadcast.”
“Oh… Oh wow… That’s great…”
“Everyone sees it that way. What?”
Like all foreigners learning Korean, it’s common in Korea to fall in love with idols or something else.
In Mizuki’s case, it was dramas and movies. Korean drama die-hard fan. Listening to the story, it seemed like I watched more dramas than most Koreans. Even minor dramas that were done a long time ago.
So her mouth must be itchy. I also remember being stuck in my room and blankly watching dramas, so I understood that feeling well.
But I didn’t have much intention of talking about the drama. Rather than that, my instinct tempts me by asking if there is something more fun.
“Ah, that’s fun too. I cried while watching that because the female lead was so pitiful…”
“Me too… Mizuki-san did too.”
In the morning she hit her daughter twice, but her cock continues to swell. It’s probably because of the sweet smell coming from her side.
Body odor that is not much different from that of Koreans. Because the lifestyle doesn’t show a big difference between Korea and Japan. Wash your body and wash your hair in the same way. Even so, I feel subtle differences because I am sensitive. Or is it because of his ability?
I admire every nook and cranny of Mizuki’s body. A white nape visible through the well-tied ponytail. If you look down, you can see the well-proportioned hips. Great pelvic line visible through the combat uniform.
There is a shy curve that rises above the top. At first glance, it looks similar to or slightly smaller than a well-raised Hong Soo-ah.
Both of them were flesh that I wanted to catch. If you hold it tight with your hand. And if you squeeze and knead it. That would be really ugly
To me, Japanese people are largely divided into three categories. The first is ordinary people who have no inspiration. And the fucking idiots talking about weird things. The third and last are the people who have taken care of my countless nights.
In that sense, it was only a matter of time before Mizuki would fall into the third category. But I chose to be patient. I am Japanese, and I have already left five subordinates. If there are more here because it is overpaid, there is a high possibility that I will not be able to afford it.
Of course, I shouldn’t just eat and throw it away because my pitiful conscience is aching. There’s not much of a chance that the other side will come over in the first place.
Anyway, I’m content with what I see with my own eyes. While listening to Mizuki’s drama story, I appreciate Mizuki’s body again.
Had it been like that for an hour or two?
A voice flows from the walkie-talkie that was provided. It was a voice ordering withdrawal. Upon hearing that voice, Mizuki’s face was filled with regret.
“Ha, sorry. I want to talk more.”
“Come talk later. Aren’t you at the hotel?”
“Is that okay?”
It will probably be fine. Because I hit two daughters in a row. Like Seo Ye-rin in the past, unless she openly seduces her with a no bra, there will be no erection.
But that worry seemed unnecessary.
“Mizuki!”
A voice called Mizuki from far away. Sturdy man. Is your physique slightly taller than me? He was a very fit man.
“I’m sorry. Today will be a bit difficult. Then, later.”
“Yes. Go.”
I turned around and started on my way. Are you like a lover? Well, with that face and that look, there must be a lot more guys who are giggling.
But there was no regret. What are my pussies? I’m going to call her back later and fuck her in her pussy. I was thinking of going back.
At that time, a sound I could never get over came to my ears.
Joe Sensing. It was a voice telling me to listen.
