Chapter 43 – Surviving on a Deserted Island (4)
The word ‘brain is good’ had various meanings.
It could be memory, it could be part of thinking ability, cognitive ability, language, reasoning.
Even ‘sociality’ has entered a branch of intelligence.
Because humans are social animals.
In that sense, Cheon Ha-yeon’s ‘intelligence’ can be regarded as excellent no matter what standard is pushed.
‘…!’
Chun Ha-yeon, who was observing midsummer with Kim Moo-gong from a distance, tried to calm down her composure.
It was okay until they took off their clothes and went into the stream to take a bath.
Perhaps it could be seen as inconsiderate.
However, the conversation between the two was natural.
In the end, he succeeded in turning Cheon Ha-yeon’s hair white.
The senses of Cheon Ha-yeon, who is no different from a superhuman, were not limited to eyesight.
Of course, his hearing was just as good, and the sound of the two talking came vividly to Cheon Ha-yeon’s ears as he watched from a distance.
A word that ate away Cheon Ha-yeon’s mind in an instant.
Sex.
Like a clever woman, she knew with her theory.
Intercourse between men and women. Yin-Yang day.
A man’s penis is inserted into a woman’s vagina…
Such academic content was fully learned through books.
Judging from the conversation between the two, it seemed that they had already gone where they were going.
‘Didn’t they say they weren’t lovers?’
Obviously, until recently, Mu-gong Kim denied it.
For Cheon Ha-yeon, who grew up being respected like an aristocrat, it was a culture shock to see the two of them acting like that even though they weren’t lovers.
Even if she is the father of the Heavenly Demon, issuing a ban on dating until marriage is not enough, so she even made her dress as a man.
According to Cheon Ha-yeon’s standard, sex = to be married or between married people.
The perfect old-fashioned idea was stuck in my head.
Or only between lovers, even if you make maximum concessions.
Besides, the moment Han Yeo-reum talked about school uniform sex, she almost tripped.
Students have sex…!
In the conservative notion of Cheon Ha-yeon, it was impossible.
In the first place, most of the women of the Murim family boasted tremendous strictness.
Because the Murim family was a place where parents were thoroughly equipped with the ‘force’ and ‘means’ to control their children.
In addition, there are problems such as leaking martial arts, so in love relationships, he boasted tremendous conservatism.
In a word, Cheon Ha-yeon had never received practical sex education.
Seeing her naked men and women embracing like that, from her point of view, even if her stimulation was strong, it was too strong.
I’m not even familiar with the two.
One was a man who slept skin-to-skin every night, and one was a woman who could now be considered a “Close friend.”
I only know it in theory, but in the end, this was an instinctive part.
Cheon Ha-yeon’s mind was gradually encroached by the lewd devil.
I knew that we needed to respect each other’s privacy and that we shouldn’t watch over each other.
She was normally cold-hearted, but for some reason, this time it was hard to take her eyes off the two of them.
‘…That’s crazy.’
Crazy
It shouldn’t be like this.
She repeated it countless times in her head, but her body, already consumed by her instincts, refused to move.
That moment.
Cheon Ha-yeon’s outstanding intelligence led to other possibilities.
And I finally realized.
What is your sexuality?
***
– Rumble.
A sound echoed from the ship in the middle of summer without notice.
It seemed like there was something like that because I put a little pressure on my stomach.
Thanks to that, my opposite sex, who had left halfway, returned home.
“…Ac.”
I sighed heavily in midsummer, perhaps feeling the same sentiment.
“Let’s wash up and eat something.”
Although the feeling of holding the moist and soft flesh was quite nice, this place was still in the middle of the outdoors.
If I did, it could have caused a catastrophe that others saw.
After a quick wash, I turned the bet to shake off the moisture from my body.
“Will you dry your hair?”
I went through a similar process in midsummer, but my long hair didn’t seem to dry easily.
“It’s okay. I’ll take care of it.”
Midsummer, who had secretly twisted her own hair, shook her head.
“But do you have anything to eat?”
“For awhile.”
She took out her tinfoil blanket from her midsummer backpack and laid it on her bed.
Then, he took out a coconut that had been put in a corner, poured water into it, and split it in half.
“Why is this?”
“I’m digging inside. The pulp contains about 300 calories per 100g. You learned it in survival class, didn’t you?”
“Oh, yes. I remembered.”
Midsummer sat down in her seat and began digging into her coconuts.
‘As long as I eat well.’
Anyway, the food is good whenever I see it.
She gathered pieces of wood and leaves and hit the keeper. Immediately, a fire broke out and the firewood burned.
“Blood Magician is comfortable. You don’t even need a fire stick.”
Midsummer looked at the crackling bonfire as he munched on the coconut flesh.
She definitely makes a fire, though it was convenient that she didn’t even need to use tools.
“But what do you do with this?”
“Wait.”
I brought ‘it’ from nearby.
“…What is this?”
Midsummer looked at my hand with suspicious eyes.
I understand.
At first glance, the visuals aren’t that great.
The color is also a bit odd.
It was also like a giant spider when it was struggling.
“Coconut Crab. Some of them live near palm trees. I was lucky.”
Coconut is also a cheat key.
Of course, just because there were coconuts, it wasn’t all coconut crabs.
I was lucky in many ways.
This gigantic crab was enough for a meal.
“Was this a coconut crab?”
“OK.”
“It’s even creepier than the picture.”
“So you’re not going to eat it?”
“No. As long as it tastes good.”
“You won’t have to regret that.”
She infused the still-living coconut crab with pyrexia, killing it. Perhaps because of the hot energy reaching hundreds of degrees, the inside was cooked and the skin slightly reddened.
“…Not by any humanization. If that’s the case, why did you light the bonfire?”
“It won’t taste very good if I cook it all.”
It wasn’t impossible to finish the whole cooking process in my hands, but it was definitely different from cooking over a direct fire over a campfire. The key to direct-fire grilling is that the fine fragrance permeates as if it were smoked with a Jagoro.
The half-ripe coconut crab was wrapped in coconut leaves and immediately thrown over the bonfire.
“Did you unglazed it by hand? At this point, you’re not a warrior, are you a wizard?”
Midsummer put her palm to the fire and said.
“Make some ice.”
“…You know me as an ice water purifier.”
“So no?”
“No, it is possible. Do you have water?”
“For awhile.”
While she was building her house earlier, she handed over the water she had distilled from time to time to Midsummer.
The energy of small magic powers spread, and thin ice formed on the surface of the water.
“Is this enough?”
“OK. It’s perfect.”
She also did well to join Midsummer.
Such a luxury in the middle of a deserted tropical island.
“Ruler.”
Midsummer handed me a canteen.
“Big…”
Cool.
The feeling of cold water going down my esophagus was refreshing enough to make me forget all the fatigue I had today.
Gradually, it was time for the Coconut Crab to ripen.
She reached into the campfire and pulled out a coconut crab.
“Are your hands okay?”
Watching me put my hand into the fire and take out the steaming coconut crab.
Han Yeo-reum asked in a worried tone from the side.
“Isn’t the Blood Magic Ball much hotter than this? It’s hot.”
In fact, my body was in a state of fire immunity.
I wonder how humans could do this, but the power of ‘inner air’ and martial arts was great.
“But. That’s right. I am also immune to moderate cold.”
If I’m immune to fire, he’s immune to cold.
It is said that warriors reach the point of not being able to withstand the cold as they rise to higher levels.
Midsummer and I still haven’t reached that far.
Each has a slightly different specialty.
Of course, raising the bet could have had a similar effect.
“It’s hot, so be careful.”
Tuk- I took off the leg of a large coconut crab reminiscent of a lobster and held it out to Midsummer.
Unlike before ripening, the shell is dyed vermilion, and the visuals are quite appetizing.
“Ugh.”
Midsummer accepted it cautiously. I also immediately lifted the other leg and shoved the flesh into my mouth.
“You didn’t put anything in this?”
After taking a bite of the coconut crab, Midsummer’s eyes widened.
“OK.”
“It tastes really luxurious.”
Maybe it’s because he ate coconuts and lived, but it was similar to king crab, but it had a subtle sweetness from the flesh.
I knew it was a delicacy, but it tasted better than expected.
It wasn’t that it tasted like coconut or anything like that.
“Eat a lot.”
I handed it over to Midreum while diligently applying the flesh.
It’s because this guy who must have come out of the tough jungle than me has suffered more.
In fact, in terms of physical strength, I, who is a member of the solar retardation, was much stronger.
“Yes.”
Midsummer, who was silently looking at the crab I handed her, nodded her head.
***
“The inside is wider than I thought.”
Said Midsummer, looking around the interior of her house.
Although the area was not as wide as the actual ‘house’, it was still usable enough for a temporary shelter.
“Try to slightly freeze the surroundings with the small magic ball.”
“Like this?”
Following my words, midsummer gently aroused the energy of the minor magicians.
The surrounding water vapor condensed and the water dripped to the ground.
I collected the water that spilled onto the tinfoil blanket and threw it outside.
“Even if it’s for a while, it’s much more comfortable if you do this.”
“Yes.”
The humidity and temperature inside were temporarily lowered.
It’s really short anyway, but it was an important law to fall asleep even for a short time.
“Good night. I had a hard time coming.”
I lay down first, turning off the lamp.
“You also.”
Midsummer lay right next to me and hugged me tightly. A little bit of cool energy pervaded the midsummer body.
“Isn’t it cool?”
“OK. It’s just right. Let’s sleep now.”
“Will you just sleep?”
Suddenly midsummer rode over me.
Even in the dark, his intentions were clear, just by looking at his slightly flushed expression.
“Yumma, what if someone hears it?”
“It’s all buried because of the sound of grass bugs anyway. If not, no one can see it. Lets do it. It’s time for us.”
“…But that’s true.”
Apart from my will, the lower leg was already reacting violently.
