Chapter 122 – The Unlucky Doctor
A university hospital that was closer than I thought from my sister’s motel.
A lobby full of patients, not all of them, but each with their own pain.
Passing through the spacious, complex, and noisy lobby, you come out into the garden where the sun is shining slightly.
“Whoa…”
Unlike the lobby, which is often referred to as a hospital smell, the garden smells like fresh grass.
Past patients taking a walk with intravenous needles in their hands and doctors enjoying a break while drinking coffee,
I open the door of the smoking room under the yellowish sunlight and enter, putting a cigarette in my mouth.
I haven’t even lit it yet, but I glance at the smoke billowing and turn my head.
“Excuse me, can I borrow a light?”
“…Ah yes.”
A woman who came in before me and smoked while looking at her cell phone.
Eyes that look even sharper with thick dark circles, a decadent impression that doesn’t go well with the white gown.
A ponytail with hair that is darker in color than black hair that can be easily seen around.
Her breasts and silence followed are similar in size to Hyemi’s older sister before becoming a saint, and she is taller than 172cm.
He was handsome and pretty, resembling someone I knew, and seemed to be able to charm both men and women.
“Here you go.”
She walked over with a clear gesture of exhaustion and bowed her head to the woman who handed her the lighter.
Without her big reply, without giving her a glance, she turns around behind her, sighing again and waving her hand.
“Thank you.”
“No… Just keep it.”
The name tag draped across her swollen chest had the name ‘Ha-eun’ inscribed in three letters.
Found.
Han Tae-joon, who is working as an intern at a university hospital, is his older sister.
The only clue was ‘an intern at a certain university hospital’, but that’s it.
Just an hour ago.
He left Sol-Yi Yoon in a motel room and ordered the fanatics to ‘find Tae-Jun Han’s sister’.
In less than 20 minutes after delivering the order to Goeun, the name of a hospital came flying.
By the time I asked the taxi driver to go to the hospital, Han Eun’s personal information came flying.
Name, age, address and working hours, alcohol and cigarettes, and how I knew it, even my relationship with my family.
She was dubious, but now even I am starting to get scared.
How many fanatics are there in Seoul who worship me as a god?
Where, how, how much? Who has what job?
…
Ah, I don’t know
I told you to stop reckless evangelism now, so you should take care of yourself.
Rather than anything like that now, the priority is to make this woman a ‘gift’ for Tae-Jun to her brother.
“…Taejun hyung and sister, right?”
“…Yes?”
I throw away the shortened cigarette butt and take out a new cigarette and bring out a name that I can not spill to Han Han-eun.
“I’m Taejun’s younger brother. He looks a lot like him, so I did it just in case…”
“Ah, yes… What…”
The female doctor nodded her head roughly with a disinterested expression, then looked at her phone again.
Why is this family like this?
My younger brother is a horned wolf, but my sister’s side is just unreasonable.
Han Ha-eun extinguished a new cigarette that she hadn’t smoked yet, glancing at me with an blatantly annoying look.
She glared at me without even a polite smile, then spit out the rest of her smoke and said.
“That’s not my taste.”
“…Yes?”
“Did you buy Han Tae-joon a drink?
That was bullied. Well, it’s because it’s Hogu, but… Ha, it’s really annoying…”
I could feel a vein in my temple twitch.
Aside from mistaking me for a hunting man, what is this bitch who calls someone she has never met as Hogu?
Han Ha-eun expresses her hatred openly by raising her tired eyes and sighing heavily.
Throwing her cigarette between her fingers and spitting into her ashtray, she approaches her door.
“…Think carefully in the first place. Why would a promising doctor meet someone like you?
I’m annoyed by the old bastards pecking at me, but… Are they really idiots…”
“…Hey…”
“Did you get 50,000 won for the alcohol you bought for Taejun?
It’s good to fix the habit of rushing at a girl, and it’s good to skip one garbage senior, right?
Han Tae-joon, this bastard should tell his mom and cut down on his pocket money… Whew… It’s fucking annoying…”
When Da-eun yawned and opened the door to the smoking room, as if she was bothered by my flat words,
“…Hello, sister♡”
“…? Who are you———”
Hyemi noona, who was standing outside the door, spat something white in Daeun’s face.
“Wow——?!”
Saliva? Or gum? Something stuck to Da-eun’s right cheek.
The time when a liquid that seemed to be close to a solid flowed down Da-eun’s cheek.
“…To my master, calling him a hogu or an idiot… That’s the punishment.”
“What are you talking about… What else is that…? Ha, annoying, annoying…!”
The moment Da-eun raised her low voice, the liquid on her cheek moved.
The white liquid that quietly and quickly moved along Daeun’s skin——
Seruk—-
In an instant, it disappeared into Da-eun’s right ear hole.
However, Da-eun, who allowed that something to invade, only flinched at him for a moment.
Nothing has changed, but Hye-mi noona was getting nervous.
“Whoa, I have to go up in a hurry now, so get out of the way… Ha, sir… Annoying…!”
Hyemi noona continued to smile despite Daeun’s hand pushing her on the shoulder.
“Go back inside. Let’s finish talking with us, sister♡”
“Ha, yes… Yes.”
As her older sister said, Da-eun returns to the smoking room despite being irritated and obedient.
With her arms crossed, she alternately looks at me and Hyemi, who follows her.
What just happened? Da-eun said her older sister…
“Now, universe. Now do as you like. This bitch’s head has already passed over to me.”
“Hey, I don’t even know your name, so don’t you two years away?”
“Hmm? You don’t need to know our names. You can call me the saint and this person here is the master.
And since you’re a lowly slave bitch, it doesn’t matter what we call you. Is not it?”
“…I see… I was mistaken. Then what? What do you have to say to me, master? Saint lady?”
“… Hyemi noona, how is this…”
Han Ha-eun takes the ridiculous insults from Hye-mi for granted.
Her nervous, brash demeanor was still the same, but she stood still and followed her sister.
Da-eun is neither a saint nor a believer yet, so how could she?
“I’m sorry~ Originally, I was going to make her into a saint, but talking about that unnie was so annoying.
That said, it was a waste to make her a fanatic, so I did it like this! This is the second doll I made~!”
Dummy doll.
A puppet that uses white slime and humans spit out by the older sister.
Minji, whose head was swallowed in her mucus, lost her feelings, and was the first doll of her sister.
However, Da-eun in front of her was a bit different from Min-ji.
Unlike Min-ji, who used to stare at the empty space with her eyes that lost her vitality, Da-eun definitely expresses her own will.
If she said the difference between the two is that Minji was swallowed by slime——
“What I just spit out, that got into that sister’s head?
That’s because it’s now melting between that sister’s brain. Can you give me an order?”
Hye-mi noona whispered, standing next to me and looking at Da-eun with a sad expression.
“…”
She looked into her sister’s eyes, then turned her gaze to her lover and slowly approached her.
“…I’m sorry…”
I watched Da-eun, her presence emanating from under her gown, clutching her breasts in her one hand.
Da-eun, who neither refuses nor gets annoyed like before, only looks at my hand on her chest.
She just stands still, even if I try to squeeze her breasts on the opposite side with her other hand a little more.
“…Anyway, men are all the same…”
“…”
Squeeze, squeal…♡
“Wow… There this time? Wow… It’s not Ada, but breasts, pussy, breasts, pussy…
It’s pitiful, pitiful, to think that such a human being is my master… Aw, wow…♡”
The appearance of standing still even though he puts his hand in his pants and rubs the cracks in his pussy covered with hair with his hand.
Da-eun, who used to spit out barbed words with a slightly reddened face, is making a cute moan.
It’s a little bit, but she pulls her wet fingertips out of Da-eun’s pants, steps back slightly, and looks back at Hye-mi.
“…I told you to order, but I thought you’d touch it yourself. Universe, you’ve become very bold too!”
“…This is the fastest way to check.”
“That’s right. So? Chuuuuu…♡ Nehua, how about it? A dummy doll isn’t bad either, right?”
Hyemi noona asks, taking my hand wet with Daeun’s love juice to her mouth and carefully cleaning it with her tongue.
When he looks back at Han Han-eun at that question, his eyes meet with the woman who is still frowning on her.
It’s like what are you looking at, a look like she’s swearing with her eyes.
Contrary to that expression, her slightly reddened cheeks and her body started to catch my eye.
The cock, which felt an inexplicable excitement at this unknown difference, was already in a state of erection.
Saints and fanatics who accept all my desires with an obedient attitude.
Unlike them, Han Ha-eun denied my desire, but had her life stolen without her knowledge.
Even now, Da-eun, unaware of that fact, subconsciously follows my orders.
With her consciousness still remaining, how far will she allow it and where will she refuse it?
I can feel her heart pounding and jumping in her chest, full of curiosity and desire.
“…Why are you standing so far away…? Can I go if I don’t have anything else to do?”
“For a moment.”
“Ha, what else…!”
After shaking her head roughly, she calls out Da-eun, who is about to leave the smoking room.
Da-eun, who looked back annoyed, pointed at the ash-covered floor.
“Take off all your clothes, kneel in front of me and bow your head in apology.
The things she said to me and Hyemi noona, all the things she didn’t care about.”
“…I said it clearly. It’s annoying, so tell me at once…!”
Da-eun, who is approaching with strides, throws off her white gown and puts on a top and pants.
She took off her glasses, bra and panties in turn, and she was naked in an instant.
Nonetheless, in the photo of the name tag that was still hanging around her neck, Da-eun was still wearing clothes——
“Why the hell did I do this… Ha… I’m really, really sorry!!
For a worthless doll, I’ve been rude to the master and the saintess!”
Da-eun’s life was over as she buried her head on the dirty floor, exposing her bouncing breasts and cunt hair.
“… Take me to your house. I want to see my mother who raised you and her little brother so wonderfully.”
“…Whew, that’s a lot of fucking stuff. Really… Yes, yes, I get it… I’ll take you to my house. Ha ha…”
* *
