Chapter 523 – Week 7 Saturday (8)
Crazy bastard. Why is this baby suddenly boring? Lee Ha-woon gulps dry saliva as he looks down at the boy’s hand that has approached the pubic area. His golden eyes tremble with pleasure and fear, waiting for something to come soon.
Lee Ha-woon, who saw the hand moving away again, let out a long breath without even realizing it. She was hurriedly surprised and looked at Merande, who was sitting across from her, but sighed in relief at the fact that the boy, who was distracted by the boy and was absorbed in chattering, was not interested.
-Suh…
His hand, scratching the fabric that sounds vivid in his ear, gently traces the line of the inner thigh, and when it reaches the area around the pubic area, his hand pauses around it for a moment. Lee Ha-woon, unable to breathe at this moment, stares at the boy’s hand.
-Sueuuuuu…
And with the hand going down again, without realizing it, I give a lot of strength to my thigh. The thought of wanting to choke the kid who is sexually harassing me like this is repeated several times.
If you’re going to do it, do it right Why do you want to touch it? Lee Ha-woon gives strength to his thighs, which naturally come together, and fixes his legs as if nothing happened. The lower abdomen was already trembling and hot heat was leaking from between the secret parts, but it was a secret whisper that only the hand of the boy who was teasing the married woman teacher could feel.
A little more in, a little more in. Lee Ha-woon grips the dress so tightly that wrinkles remain. He wants the boy’s hand to touch the secret part even when he knows that his husband is in a playful but very sticky touch that seems to be playing with himself.
“The coffee street is also good, but the coffee there is usually from Elvenheim…”
Sound seemed to leak out. The hand that gently ran over the inner thigh finally rubbed gently against the groin area.
“Ah… Ah…”
“Lee Ha-woon?”
Hearing the voice calling him, Lee Ha-woon blankly looked at his lower abdomen. The boy’s hand, which had slid down the inside of his thigh, swept lightly around the nostrils and slipped out as if nothing had happened.
“Lee Ha-woon? Are you okay?”
“Uh? Uh? Why, what’s wrong?”
“No, just… Aren’t you sick?”
He shook his head left and right with his eyes closed. It seemed that his tears were about to flow. The reason was unknown. He couldn’t tell if he was angry or ashamed. Seeing Merende’s concerned expression, Lee Ha-woon forcibly moved his dry lips and said it was okay.
“Well, if it’s okay… Anyway, I don’t know if it’s there now, but there’s a place in the stalls that puts a lot of real sugar in it, and it’s sweet and really delicious. After hearing the story, they said they were buying coffee beans from the elves. That’s why I say it smells good… I think elves are great, I thought everyone was nice like Miss Illien, but last year it was really…”
-Suh…
Fuck. Lee Ha-woon gritted his teeth and glared at the hand that climbed up his thigh. He’d rather touch it directly, or put his finger in it. He was fooling himself Lee Ha-woon suppressed his moaning and tightened his arm enough to make his fist tremble.
“Do it in moderation…”
Lee Ha-woon gritted his teeth and made a noise so low that the boy sitting next to him could barely hear him. Soft hands without a single callus, which had paused for a moment, kneaded the inner thighs and touched them more tenaciously.
Shit. Crazy bastard. Please. I will kill you. A little more. Such a chew. More, more inside. Fuck. This kid is real deeper. Please. This dog no. Oh, more there. Such a horny bastard. I’m really going to kill you
Words of pleading were mixed in between the swear words that began to swirl in her mouth, but she couldn’t exactly realize what the desire was in her in the stream of consciousness that passed so fast. Push forward
When he moves as if he wants to touch him more, ironically, the boy’s hand moves away as if nothing happened.
“Why… ?”
Lee Ha-woon, who raised his voice out of doubt and nervousness, was embarrassed by the attention that was gathering on him. No, like a pet cat, he put his head out as if he was looking for his owner’s hand, and his face was dyed red in embarrassment at what he had done.
“Lee Ha-woon, today is a little strange. What’s going on? Are you sick?”
“No, what is going on? Don’t worry about adults when it comes to children. It’s just that I don’t know what you’re talking about. Explain again.”
“Huh? It’s a story I know well… When my sister and I were little, remember the teacher she used to come into in her etiquette class?”
“Oh, who… What?!”
Hearing the warm touch again, Lee Ha-woon squeezed his legs. The slightly wet golden eyes contain a boy who is concentrating only on Merende with a casual expression. Feeling uncomfortable about seeing another child while touching his own body, Lee Ha-woon forcibly widened his thighs, which kept converging in the middle, inward.
“She was the countess… Didn’t you fight Lee Ha-woon and leave?”
“Well… Hehe… I can’t remember… You just kicked out all the fucking bastards. I think I’ll remember all of them… Ah?”
“That’s right… Lol…”
Lee Ha-woon groped around his genital area as if he were taking medicine, and forced himself to swallow swear words that were about to jump out as his hands continued to grope his thighs.
Lee Ha-woon carefully examines Merande’s eyes while imagining that the boy forcibly grabs that wicked hand and threatens to touch it directly.
“Ah, Marey…”
Usually, he curses at me, but the blonde kid who doesn’t notice has never been thankful today. Whether it was because he had run out of material for conversation or if he wanted to hear the boy’s story, Lee Ha-woon shuddered with guilt and sense of immorality as he asked, holding the glass full of water droplets tightly with both hands.
It seemed like his head was going weird. Heck, how many times did he come to the genital area, and then the boy’s hand, which tapped his knee again, put a lot of strength in his lower abdomen, and his body shuddered at the feeling that something was about to explode.
“Lee Ha-woon… ?”
Hearing the boy’s voice calling him, Lee Ha-woon frowned and glared at him. If you’re going to do it, you have to do it in moderation even tapping people’s stomachs, damn it. There was no such thing as a kid with a big cock head.
“Why.”
“That… Wrist”
“What… ?
“It hurts so much…”
” Uh… ?”
After hearing that, Lee Ha-woon realized that he was holding the boy’s hand until it was crushed. I could see his hand, which had turned white because his blood was not flowing. In disbelief, Lee Ha-woon looked at his hand, which was gripping the slender wrist despite the boy’s painful expression.
“Ah, this…”
“What’s the matter?”
“No, nothing happened.”
Lee Ha-woon, who came to his senses at Merande’s question, let go of Marey’s arm. A wrist with red handprints. And he saw the boy’s white fingers slowly moving away from the position where he was pressing down on his secret part. The tips of his fingers showed something like a slimy thread.
Lee Ha-woon stared blankly at the thin dress. As if he had spilled water, he could see a small wet spot on the wrinkled dress.
“You must be tired, I’ll go to the bathroom.”
Lee Ha-woon quickly left the place, as if running away from his little boys. Clutching the wet part of her dress, she quickly disappeared.
“What’s going on? It’s strange today. Did you catch a cold?”
Merande looked in the direction Lee Ha-woon had disappeared and put her mouth on her straw, then removed it several times. Without taking a sip, she repeated her senseless action. Am I worried Marey looked at Merande and wondered what she was thinking.
“Thank you for listening. Yeah, I’m not good at talking. Wasn’t it fun?”
When Lee Ha-woon disappeared, Merande was as usual. She looked weak, tired, and exhausted. She was trying Marei looked at her blond vampire girl and shook her head slowly.
“Please don’t hate Lee Ha-woon too much. I don’t know why, but it must be because of me. Sorry.”
Red eyes looked at the handprint left on Marey’s wrist.
“The story was interesting. Really. She thought she would like to go to the principality one more time, and I think she will be able to have more fun if she plays with Mrande.”
“It’s a story I’m grateful for.”
Merende laughed quietly. She was like a puppy tired from playing too vigorously. She got along very well, and it was pitiful. She doesn’t have to look lively, and she doesn’t have to pretend to be excited. For her sake, she was working hard.
Even without doing so, Lee Ha-woon loved Merende, and she cared for her again. Marei was convinced that she blended her body with her and heard her inner story that she would never share with anyone else. So, she wanted to speak in a place where Lee Ha-un was not.
Even if she was cowardly, she wanted to tell Merende the honest story of Lee Ha-woon.
“Lee Ha-woon likes Merende more than anyone else in the world.”
“Does it look like that?”
Marei nodded her head without hesitation.
“I think so too.”
Merendet smiled broadly with her natural smile, without any pretensions.
“But, Lee Ha-woon is strange these days. She spends a lot of time in a daze, and she seems to distance herself. Maybe I’m the only one who thinks so, but that’s it. There are times when she feels like snow.”
“Snow?”
“Yes, pure white snow. Snow falling in winter. The snow that disappears in the spring. That’s why I’m scared to talk to Lee Ha-un. Wouldn’t Lee Ha-woon disappear faster just by approaching me? I think so. Isn’t it funny? There’s no basis, it just feels that way… Scared.”
I saw Merende’s red eyes. The two eyes, unable to look anywhere, naturally look toward the floor, as if to show her low self-esteem and fear. Listening to her words, Marey felt that the girl named Merande was not just an ignorant child.
Stupid, ignorant, and doesn’t get along well with people. To borrow Lee Ha-woon’s words, she was a person who lacked social skills, but that wasn’t entirely her fault. Is it Philia’s fault for keeping her opponent in check in order to become the Gongwang, or is it because she kept holding her in her arms like Lee Ha-woon said?
As for Marey, she couldn’t be sure whose fault it was. However, she didn’t think it was Merende’s fault. If she really is a stupid person who doesn’t know anything, if she’s just a fool, she won’t be able to see the essence like now.
“You mean Lee Ha-woon will leave?”
“Huh… You are a free person It wouldn’t be strange if she left without saying anything. As a child, she used to think that way. Before going to sleep, when I woke up, she might not be so lucky. Even now, she often thinks that Lee Ha-woon might leave at any time.”
Merande is slow, but she speaks very clearly. As if she were reciting what she had thought of many times.
