Chapter 117 – 12. The Nan Ran
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“Why did you do that to me?”
“… ?”
Three days with Min-young noona, who went back and forth between sweet heaven and terrible hell.
Fortunately, on the second day, after persevering, I reversed it, and from then on, it flowed into a situation where I raped my sister, but it was still a very difficult day.
Of course, it’s a much better situation compared to the terrible things of being sawed or hammered, but if this is torture in its own way, you can call it torture. ‘Sexual torture’ is not a word for nothing. It’s literally been squeezed for three days, and it’s to the point of going crazy when it happens.
Anyway, the day after I spent 3 sexy, ecstatic and terrible days with my sister. I went straight to Seoyul noona. Even though it was early morning, almost dawn, she was washing her hair after stacking various papers in her spacious office.
“Tell me. Why did you do that to me?”
My sister looked up at me with her tired face. Resting her chin on her hand accentuated her tiredness and languor, but it didn’t matter. Do you think I’ll be able to see that?
“Has it been three days already?”
She looks at her wristwatch with her blank face. Seeing the beautiful woman let out a deep sigh made her heart weaken for the moment.
However, as the last man in the human race, I could never neglect this.
I can’t sleep if I don’t punish this bitch somehow.
“Seeing that she is fine, it seems that she was not cut. She didn’t even die.”
“Why did you do that to me?”
My sister stared at me for a moment before opening her red lips.
“… You insulted me.”
“No, not like that. Tell me the real reason.”
“…”
“I’ve been thinking a lot, but I really don’t know? Tell me What did we do? Did you really mean to kill me? Did you really mean to kill me?! The day I worked like a dog under you for three months!”
“Three days isn’t enough, are you going to break it? Can you give me three more months?”
“Hup.”
You damn bitch… !
“Whoa… I’m tired right now so talk to you later. Get some rest too tomorrow… Let’s see Karen Takahashi? It’s your turn this year.”
“Profit!”
“Even if she has absolute power, it is also important to take care of her subordinates. Please help me. Should I get some rest today? Do you have any semen left? Would you like some medicine?”
“That’s all right.”
Originally, I was going to commit it right away, but even the desire to do so has disappeared.
It’s like this unimaginable bastard bitch.
Do you think it’s everything if you have a lot of money, a person with power, a pretty face, a good body, a good pussy, and a good taste of rice cake? Uh?
“I will say one last word and leave.”
“Finally? It’s very spleen. What?”
I spat out lines from a drug movie I had recently seen as ferociously as I could. Even pointing fingers!
“… You will be judged, just as the Lord defeated the people of Amalek with the sword.”
“What?”
“Nyah.”
“…”
Let’s bounce
“Are you a kid?”
My sister’s words of absurdity stuck in the back of my head, but it’s still refreshing.
You have to live by doing what people say. How do you live with suffering every day?
But if you cross the line too much, then you can really get stabbed, so you have to be careful.
Whew. You’re having a hard time meeting a narrow-minded boss. I wonder if the subordinates who assisted dictators like Kim Pig felt this way.
“Kihihi.”
“Does Eun-kyung look good?”
When she came out, Min-young noona, dressed in a so-called girlfriend look, was walking towards her smiling single-single.
She obviously broke up with me when she came here, but it seems she’s been sorting out her own business.
“I came here after feeding my sister a room. Oh~. Minyoung noona should have seen that face too.”
“Yes… ? To Seoyul unnie?”
“It’s because that older sister is a narrow-minded cowcat, because she has a taste for teasing.”
“… Okay?”
She gave a tip at best, but her expression is not very good.
Could this be a trigger? This older sister is really out of control, so it’s hard to deal with.
“It would be better not to~. You are a scary person.”
“Well, the last three days she’s been numb. Just ordering something like that.”
She really is a bloody woman.
“Uh~. Is it because our Eunkyung is a man? Maybe. Careful though? At some point! Because it can be annoying? At that time, I can’t even cover it.”
“To… That, it is what.”
When did your sister cover it for you? You are a strange person.
In the first place, I’m more afraid of you.
“Anyway, I’ll just go.”
“Okay. See you next time?”
My sister waved her hand and said bye bye, and she straightened up and opened her door and went in.
But since Seoyul noona is more advanced, shouldn’t she go in with a smile instead of a serious face? It’s a bit puzzling.
Well, it’s none of my business.
“After… Let’s rest now.”
.
.
Like Changcheon’s guild members and executives, I also have a house at 〈 Palace 〉.
This is because the image of 〈 Changcheongung 〉 is an Asian palace, so there is a bit of an anachronism on the outside, but of course the interior is completely modern. There is no problem with modern people living.
In addition, the area where the authority of the ruling power most definitely reaches, such as 〈 Palace 〉, will not become a monster spawn even if the Mirror World descends in the future. This means that it is a completely safe area.
“Why.”
As soon as I arrived at the newly built house, I drove Da-jung to bed.
As always, she looked up at me with a sullen face.
How dare you make such a requesting face to your master. Can’t forgive
Malkan.
As a matter of course (?), I grabbed her breasts and buried her face.
“Huh… Ha…”
“… Perverted bunny. As soon as it arrives, it sucks.”
“Muhh… Ok… This is a break…”
“Ha… How could this guy be the owner? I really don’t understand.”
“Give up.”
Malkan.
Dajeong’s breasts are the best.
It’s big, plump, soft, cozy, smells good, feels good, and anyway, it’s the best.
It’s not just sexual, but if you just bury your face like this, all your worries and worries will disappear.
In that sense, Dajeongi (legend) is clear. Even if you don’t have to change into a huge tank called K-3, it’s worth (legend) enough.
And that’s my own breast, just for me. That fact alone relieves all the worries in life.
“Da-jung, your breasts exist to be touched by me.”
“Fuck you sick bastard.”
“That mouth of yours also exists to please me. You know that?”
“Shall I shoot you with the main gun?”
“No. Don’t transform Stay like this.”
Malkan Malkan.
Greatest happiness in life.
It is undoubtedly in tampering with the breasts of busty women. It is completely healing itself.
“Hey, Chanel! Say something! Take him off!!”
“The master is happy, so why? Oh, would you like my breasts?”
“Under.”
Arthur. They are all on my side
“I’m sorry for Chanel, but her breasts are better than Dajeong’s…”
“I see. All right.”
“Fuck. Why are you sorry for him? You should feel sorry for me!”
“You are mine.”
“Is he yours too?”
“Huh.”
“Are you really kidding?”
“Ah!”
Then something great came to mind.
“Are you still a star?”
“… Why?”
“Why don’t you just post a picture?”
I don’t know where the hell it came from, but this hopeful guy started mimicking star influencers at some point. He would take all sorts of proof shots in front of a full-length mirror.
“Now, this master will inspect it himself. Try it.”
“What.”
“This request. Do you really not know that all your actions must be under the ashes of this very master?”
“Under… Seriously, I feel like an idiot.”
“I will take the picture for you.”
“I do not need.”
Da-jeong stared at me with contempt, but she couldn’t go against my words as the owner.
After all, she is in front of a full-length mirror.
He glared at me with a very disapproving face, and soon began striking various poses.
“Oh oh…”
Perhaps after a long period of mastery (?), She was quite skilled.
Making various facial expressions, as well as posing that subtly stimulates men’s feelings. I guess I’ll be an expert at this point. There is a taste to enjoy.
“Hmm… Umm… Very good. Good,”
“What.”
“I have to see this. Don’t put it up.”
“… You bastard really.”
“Oh yeah. Uploading is uploading, but let’s do mosaics or wear tight clothes.”
“Why should I?”
“That’s right, you are mine and I have to look at your exposure. I can’t stand my sweetheart becoming the daughter of boys I don’t even know.”
“Pay attention to your pornography. Ji’s face has been sold here and there, so it’s a pity that he only posts photos of himself as a star on a topic that has been cut off from all over the world.”
“That is not my will. Luciano should be punished.”
“And what kind of daughter feeling? They all look like eunuchs.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
Are you referring to Seoyul noona’s terrible plan?
There’s no way that Da-jung will know that, right?
In Changchun, this is a real (legendary) mount, nothing more or less, so there is no way that such advanced information will come from him. If it’s something that Da-jung knows, that means pretty much everyone knows…
“… How do you know?”
“How do you know? You know because Shin Seo-yul hit the public notice. About 10 minutes ago.”
“…”
Crazy… !
“Did you not come? I heard it popped up like a message window. I don’t know because I don’t have anything like that, but Chanel said so.”
I looked at Chanel and she said with a nod of her head.
“There was an official letter asking all men to choose between becoming a woman and receiving benefits as a citizen of this country and a member of the 〈 Changcheon Blood Pledge 〉, or remaining male without undergoing surgery and not receiving benefits as a member.”
“…”
No I didn’t know 10 minutes ago? That’s when I just got home. Did Da-jeong ignore it?
“… Wasn’t there any talk of expulsion, forced surgery, or killing?”
“There was no such thing.”
“Then it’s fortunate…”
Suddenly her head started to hurt.
At best, Da-jung healed with her heart!
“Words are a choice, if you don’t get the effect of 〈 palace 〉, isn’t it the end if you search once? The mirror world will descend sooner or later, so you have to choose between becoming a woman or falling behind. Then everyone becomes a woman by crying and eating mustard. Is not it?”
