Chapter 27 – 27. Jimmagal (Porter Minor Gallery)
27. Jimmagal (Porter Minor Gallery)
“Huh.”
I slept well.
My cock, which has been erect since morning. Originally, I would have started the day with my daughter, but I decided to endure it today.
I have to eat Yeji in the evening, but I can’t play with my dick already.
I wake up procrastinating in bed… I stopped trying. I was tired of waking up. Instead, I decided to lay down and use my phone.
I haven’t been to school in a while. I lay in the corner of the room and had my breakfast. There were a lot of thoughts piled up during the night. Since it’s 11 o’clock now, I thought it would be perfect to eat a meal after reading all the comments.
[Breaking News]) High School Girl Legend.Jpg – Author: SSS Class Porter]
I was browsing through the articles, and found a title I really wanted to click. Without realizing it, my finger clicked on the high school girl.
The screen starts loading. I didn’t know if a gay meme, Kashal, or Rina Bae would come out, so I put my hand on the back button in advance.
Thankfully, no such hideous demonic stuff came out. It was just an ordinary article clipping.
– [Breaking News] A family murder case in Yongsan-gu, Seoul. The perpetrator is believed to be an 18-year-old female student.
[New Age Reporter Ryu Geum-tae] A family member was murdered in Yongsan-gu, Seoul. The police suspect the perpetrator to be a female student living in the house, and the investigation is ongoing.
Traces of the use of magical powers remain at the scene, and the police conclude that it is a crime by the Awoken. Afterwards, the police are investigating the motive of the crime… ]
– ㅇㅇ (39.7) hehehigh school girl nunna…
– ㅇㅇ (12.24) If you want to have sex with a high school girl, fuck me lol
ㅇㅇ (110.15) sued. Good luck
ㄴㅇㅇ (14.55) That… Where are you?
– ㅇㅇ (255.255) All those bitches should be thrown into a concentration camp and turned into a baby factory, but please revise the law.
ㄴdd(125.188) It’s on fire haha
– ㅇㅇ (210.178) If you are pretty, you are innocent. Guilty if you look ugly.
ㄴㅇㅇ (211.230) (A prostitute con who shakes roughly)
“Say it, say it.”
After reading it roughly, it was something like a family member being murdered by an Awakener. To be precise, it seems that two middle-aged couples and their son died, and only their daughter survived.
I left a trembling whore-con in the comments and headed to another post.
[Fuck you bastards, fuck them haha- ㅇㅇ (121.142)]
[It’s better to be a porter than to live as a D-class brat haha - ㅇㅇ (14.53)]
Today’s rice cakes must have been a bit of a mess. The message was plastered with words cursing the insects.
For reference, Boonchung was a term used to call D-class Hunters in Jimmagal. To be precise, he was a ‘class D hunter with no skills and no contract with the guild’.
Someone might ask why I don’t have skills when I’m a D-class hunter. Well, it was because there were widespread rumors that the passing rate of the Hunter exam was less than 20%, and among them, less than 10% of those who went up to D-class were widespread.
But that was what people who didn’t know the Hunter industry were saying.
It is common knowledge in Korea that you have to take the Hunter Exam to become a Hunter. However, there were many ways to become a Hunter without taking the Hunter Exam.
One of them was to enter the Hunter Academy and graduate.
According to the Hunter special law, academy graduates are granted a D-class license upon graduation. In other words, anyone can become a D-class hunter as long as they graduate from the Hunter Academy while paying tens of thousands of won in tuition for four years.
Of course, even if you graduate from a poor academy and receive a D-class hunter certificate, you will not develop skills that you do not have.
Of course, the guild people were very aware of this fact, and there was no guild that accepted such insects, so they used to survive by living freelance lives with their mediocre skills.
Things like earning 1000 per month if you work hard, or earning several times more money than employees of large corporations, are all just stories of D-class people who have enough skills to sign a contract with a guild. It was a story very far from the insects.
‘I need to eat something.’
Well, it was a bug and a nabal, and that wasn’t the important thing. When this kind of rice cake burst, I had to hurry up and copy the thoughts.
A situation where the code is hung 8 times because of the bugs. I immediately logged in as Vangonik and wrapped the article.
[Honestly, if you have the confidence to catch monsters better than swarms, let’s do it lol – By Yellowhead Sweet Potato]
– First of all, me lol
Immediately, the dogchu bombing of the dogchu prostitutes continued. The idea that goes up in an instant. It tastes like honey.
– ㅇㅇ (39.7) ㄹㅇ ㅋ Those who carry a 30 million won crossbow are hunters ㅋㅋㅋ
– ㅇㅇ (121.55) Even though I got C grade, I am living as a porter ㅜㅜ
I spent time adding prostitute cons to each and every one of the comments. I tried to write additionally, but it was not easy to eat the thoughts. It was because everyone was posting stuff like that.
[Yaral Korman. – Author: Irona (judak)]
As soon as the gallery began to overheat, martial law fell. The message copy event has ended. At the same time as the word cut goes up, the thoughts that have been posted are deleted in an instant. This is the beginning of Tiananmen Square.
“It’s almost time for Koroshi.”
My thoughts were also deleted as well. It was hard to go, but I decided to endure it. Because Koroshi rice cakes are no fun.
But maybe I was the only one who thought so, and Goroshi jumped up.
After that, things were fine. One of the traditional games of Jimmagal, Armband Gorosi, was held.
Now, after 3 hours of fucking, one piece will turn into her maiden rice cake upon death. While waiting until then, I decided to live a bit in reality.
I slid across the floor and sat down in front of the computer. After a long time, I warmed up by doing rolls.
It’s been a while since I got tired of it, but it’s been a long time since I’ve done it, so it’s fucking fun. I played the game without realizing the time was passing. Feeling hungry, I looked at the time and it was already 6:30.
“Is it going to be dismissal time soon?”
In other words, it’s time to eat high school girl’s beauji, which is more delicious than rice. I turned on the diorama, fiddling with my cock.
Hehe, I’m looking forward to it.”
I already have everything planned out. Let’s say it’s a plan. It was all I had to do was go to the place where Wisdom was, bind it with orders, and then fucking eat it.
Unlike Eunbyeol, Yeji had no intention of hiding my identity. He was like an asshole from the first meeting, so there was no point in hiding it, and more than anything, he wanted to kill Yas at night.
How painful Eunbyeol was because she couldn’t pick up the beauji at night. Now it was time for her to make a view sheet that she could use at night.
First of all, I decided to check where Buyeji was. After that, I was thinking of calling them to my house by phone.
I turned on the diorama…
“What is it, bastard? Why are you here?”
However, something was strange. Yeji, who should have been eating lunch by now, was smoking heavily in a dark abandoned building.
Not even wearing her school uniform, she was squatting and practicing making donuts out of cigarettes.
Where else is this place, or more than that, didn’t this bastard go to school?
I had a feeling of something ominous. I immediately sent a message to Yeji.
[‘The person whose cock is about to stand’ expresses a question.]
“Huh?”
Seeing my message, Yeji raised her head. Then she smiled brightly and said hello.
“Hey, is the Constellation here? The skill you gave me… Are you sure about the performance?”
“What are you talking about again?”
A word with a nuance of using a skill once.
Did you sneak into a dungeon just because you got some skills? I know that the dungeon has government officials blocking the entrance. Can’t you get in if you don’t have a Hunter ID?
It was fucking blazing. I first used observation to check the most important ones.
[Buyeji
– 19 years old. Virgin.]
“Whoa.”
The catastrophe of becoming a non-virgin before I even fucked it didn’t happen. So what is the cause of this ominous foreboding?
I called Yeji. But he didn’t think to get it.
No shit why don’t you answer the phone?
Tried it 2 times and didn’t get it. I got angry and searched her body.
‘What.’
It wasn’t that I didn’t get it, it was that I didn’t get it. She didn’t have her cell phone right now.
A modern person, and a female high school student, dropped her cell phone from her body? Does this make sense… ?
I stabbed Yeji in the chest. It was an unspoken pressure to clarify.
[‘The person whose cock is about to stand’ expresses a question.]
“Huh? What?”
Fuck this
I’m trying to communicate only through messages, but I can’t communicate properly.
I felt like I was going to die of boredom. However, as if there was no law telling me to rummage like this, a good idea passed through my head.
Drooling.
I rummaged through the drawer and pulled out an unused notepad. Then, after tearing up a piece of paper and writing a rough story, I sent it in front of her eyes through a diorama.
– What are you doing there? Where else are you going to school? Where did you leave your phone again?
[Consumes 10 SP.]
[Consumes 10 SP.]
[Consumes 10 SP.]
You can bring things through the diorama, but not the other way around.
However, it was possible to use her SP to affect the inside of her room and out of the diorama, so I used the method of projecting her paper over her diorama to convey her words to her.
The SP that slips through. Whether or not she knew it was burning her insides, Yeji read the text again fucking late.
“Huh? What are you doing? Weren’t you watching?”
– Don’t you think I have that much time? Call me soon.”
“Puhehe, even if I can awaken you, don’t you think you know everything?”
This bitch
Yeji let out a small smile. She threw away cigarette butts randomly. She said.
“Puhehe, but I couldn’t answer the phone, so I threw away her cell phone…”
“Throw away?”
Did you throw it away because it was cracked because of me? Was this bastard a gold digger? Wasn’t that over $100,000?
“I killed one or three people.”
Yeji said it as if it wasn’t a big deal.
That’s right, you killed some people… It’s not.
“Det?”
What am I listening to now?
