Chapter 209 – 209. A Silver-Haired Beautiful Girl Who Is Secretly Erotic Is Doing a Camping Broadcast! While Enjoying Tea Time Elegantly, the Phone Rings! Viewers Lose Their Limbs in the Crazy Conversation!
-Sylvia Jean… It’s not fucking reservists, it’s just DB lying in the dormitory
Sylvia, who was creating a dreamily beautiful scene, got angry at the chat she saw through her side glance.
“What are you saying to a person who was forcibly dragged away! You guys are really mean!”
-Lol
-But it’s true…
“Huh. Then only when you go! I will treat you like that.”
-?
-Eek
-Withdrawal of message.
At that time, Dark Bringer came up from the parking lot with his luggage.
Sylvia naturally moved her camera point there.
-What is Jim?
-Generator reporter
– How did you bring all of that by yourself?
– I’m strong.
“What did Grace bring? Shall we take a look?”
The luggage Dark Bringer brought was a small generator for camping and a can of gasoline.
Dark Bringer said to Sylvia who was trying to touch Jim.
“Be careful. It’s very heavy, ma’am.”
“Yes? How long do you want it to be?”
“The generator looks pretty heavy, even for this alone. It will be as good as the lady.”
“I am 46? Is this going out like that?”
-Sylvia Jean 46… Memo…
-So, how did you bring that and a gasoline canister by yourself?
“It’s a bit lighter than the 46. This generator is around 40.”
“I see.”
In fact, it was something Sylvia herself could not have known because she had bought it herself through space movement.
In other words, the conversation the two are having now is pre-determined.
It is like a script that she prepared after coming here.
-You even have a jungle sword, so I thought you were taking pictures of nature vs humans while chopping firewood and making a bonfire. What is it?
– I thought I could survive in the wild, but a generator… Disappointment
“Ugh. In Korea, it is strictly forbidden to use fire in the mountains, right? Since I’m a foreigner, I should abide by the law better in other countries.”
– HahaIs it okay to camp in front of the military base?
-Mol?Ru
“Anyway, commoners. Grumble like boys. If you were my slave, I would have stroked your hair unconditionally and said you were pretty.”
– I’m so glad I can’t see you.
-What the hell is a man in the head of the host?
– Other than slave shack, other men seem to be just ㅆㅎㅋ;;;
-What kind of titanium is Sylvia Jean’s bean pod?
“A bean pod? That’s a bad word! I don’t have anything like that. My slave is just cool.”
– Woo-wook…
-Eat a
– Eongeum A
-Are you feeling sluggish?
“Miss. The generator was originally meant to be turned on by me. Since it’s on air, would you like to try it yourself?”
“Is that so? I liked your opinion.”
“It was nothing.”
Sylvia already knew everything, but she pretended to learn how to handle the generator while listening to Dark Bringer’s explanation.
When she finally reached the fuel injection process, she lifted the gasoline canister herself.
She lifted the canister of gasoline with both her hands and tilted it, pouring it into the funnel that Darkbringer held.
Every bit…
“Lol. It’s full.”
-Yes? Loads?
-What? What does it mean to include a lot? Haha
-Sylvia Jean just got a little naughty
– Lol lol
-Ahhhhh
“Just put this in. It may overflow if you just put it in.”
“I like to fill it up… Okay. Then subtract it?”
-??
-The moderator has been talking a bit too lewd since earlier;;;;
– ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ
“… The hose may shake and oil may splatter on the jade body, so be careful, lady.”
“I know. You just grab the hose like this and pull it out, right? I’ll pull it out slowly.”
-… ???
-ㅅㅅ There’s not even a naughty image coming out, so why?
– Obscene devil ON
The petrol canister didn’t feel heavy at all, but Sylvia pretended to be heavy, and she naturally blushed.
Puruluk.
Thanks to the gentle recovery, the gasoline flowed back inward without splashing a drop of the balance.
Sylvia, who carefully put down the gas canister, said.
“Phew, give me the lid. I want to close.”
“Yes. Here you are.”
-Sylvia’s face is red, mongamongaim
-It’s heavy, so it’s mongamonga omg haha
– Is it because it’s really heavy?
“Hehe… ♡”
Round and round. Kkuguguk…
Of course, it doesn’t make sense to groan that Sylvia only held a 20L petrol can for a while.
In reality, she is getting red because of having a mazo delusion that her uterus gets swollen and her pussy is pushed in by being vaginal cum shot by a slave.
Still, she tolerated making her face dirty even though her face blushed.
“Hehe, since I put in so much fuel, he must weigh the same as me now, right?”
“I guess so.”
-No, why do you keep asking for weight?
-What? Are you showing off your 46?
– Usually women don’t like talking about their weight, but the moderator emphasizes it so much haha
– ㅇㅇ It’s special
Soon after, the generator started up.
“Shall we have a cup of tea until the slave calls? Ooh, being a slave must be difficult right now, but is it too much of a luxury… ?”
– Aaaaa
– Stop being a slave slave at the end of Sylvia Jean’s words
– ㅇㅇ I will be taken as a slave
“Huh! If you have someone you really like, then everyone has no choice but to be like this, right?”
-That’s not it; I’ve never heard of such an ugly sweet level.
-Sylvia-jang really feels like she’s hypnotized every time like this
While Sylvia is chatting with viewers.
Dark Bringer brought all the necessary items for tea, such as a tea set and a coffee pot.
“The Bocchan will surely want the lady to eat well. I will prepare the darjeeling soon.”
“Lol. I guess… ? Yes, please.”
-Ah haha It’s pretty to the point of being dazed, but it’s always accompanied by annoyance
-A slave shack that makes people’s heart ache even when you’re away
After wiping her hands clean with her wet tissue, Sylvia sat back down at her table and waited with her pretty face projected on the screen.
Outside the screen, Dark Bringer plugged the cord into the coffee pot and poured water into it to boil.
The water was low and it boiled quickly.
“Darjeeling. Due to the circumstances, it is not boiled in a teapot.”
“Thanks. Well… Good. It would have been better if I had enjoyed it with my slave.”
-No, why the hell does a slave drink black tea?
-Every time the word slave comes up, I just get dizzy;;
– How far is being a slave? I’m in trouble today as well @.@
Sylvia, who was sipping tea while looking at her chat window, said with a bewitching smile.
“Puhh. Why do you even say that it is so difficult and dizzy? Generally, when a boy falls for a girl, he becomes a slave. So you are my slave Ahem!”
-That… That bitch
-But your treatment as a slave is a bit different from what I know.
– Couldn’t the slave be Sylvia Jean?
“Me too… I know that I like her a lot.”
-Ah
-It seems to be triggered again.
– Fucked!!!!!!!!!!
“The things I like much, much more than he likes me.”
-Domhwangcha!!!!!!!!!!!!
-ㅅㅅ Every line is like a gem
– How can you say that soberly?
“Yes, I am an aristocratic girl! On the contrary, since he is a boy, if you want to decide who is the master and who is the slave, he has no choice but to be the slave! Ehehe, my slave♡”
-Ah Monsori, sitpal~~~~
– No!!!!!! My hands!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Tenryun boiled black tea with sugar water and poured it on the faces of the viewers to drink together.
-This konpeito is so hot, it’s so hot that your hands and feet will melt and turn into maggots!!!!
“Ugh. Commoners, what did I say? It’s so crazy.”
Slurp.
-Really too much
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They shrivel people, tear them limb from limb, and make people who hear them do it wrong.
– ㅇㅇㅋㅋ My hand exploded, but it was too much.
-But then what is the chat about now?
-Mol?Ru
It was then.
Ugh-
“You are my slave!”
Sylvia started cheering as soon as the vibration sounded.
– Reaction speed is fast;
-Maybe not.
– Or what happens…
-Afraid;;
What Sylvia grabbed in an instant was Jin Yoo-seong’s paired smartphone.
It was a device that was overwhelmingly different from what is currently being used for broadcasting while connected to a selfie stick.
As she checked her screen, she put her finger on it.
[Hello?]
“Hehe! Hey, honey, it’s too early!”
-Oh
-Who made that dog-like honey gag haha…
-I just started talking, but it’s already going crazy;;;
As a result of setting it up as a speakerphone for broadcasting, it is making the listening viewers seizure.
[Haha. Yes, Master Sylvia. It’s lunchtime, did you eat?]
“Yeah, not yet. I couldn’t eat alone without my slave, so I waited for a call.”
-No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Sssss
– Please save me.
-It’s a real dog;
Regardless of whether viewers twisted their bodies or not, the two continued their steadfast conversation.
[Ugh. If that’s the reason, since I just came back from eating, Sylvia, you should eat too.]
“Yes! Okay! But how was the meal? Didn’t something strange come out? Wasn’t it bad? My slave must eat with me or only what I make for him! Really angry!”
-Ahhhhh
-Stop… Stop doing this, I really think I’m going to die
– What you’re saying is real
– Even if you give me money and a script and tell me to read it, it’s impossible…
… Sponsor 5,000 Won!
I’ll give you money… Please change
[Ah… It’s kind of a lie, but… Can’t I just not listen?]
Sylvia’s lost expression disappeared for a moment and she became serious.
That cold expression made even Darkbringer, who was by his side, flinch.
-Oh, that’s scary.
– I’m scared even if the bodyguards are blinded haha
– It looks like the food of the reserve army came out like that haha
– But is it something to be angry about?
She asks Sylvia, who has lost her voice, which she seemed to be losing just now, into her phone.
“My slave, tell me honestly. How was it?”
[… Well, it was okay until the soup tasted a bit burnt, but the rice was so undercooked that everyone threw it away. I ate it all because it was a waste.]
Bang!
“What!? Why did you eat all of it! What are you doing with real food!”
“My lady, your hand is hurt.”
Darkbringer muttered a small mutter to Sylvia, who lowered her table, but was ignored.
-Tanguk undercooked rice ㅋㅋㅋㅋ I can vividly remember what it tastes like.
– ㅇㅋ The taste I’ve only eaten while I was in the military in my life
-ㅅㅅ It’s true that it’s something to be angry about, but it’s so hard to see ㅠㅠ
-Really…
Jin Yoo-seong quickly added her words to appease Sylvia’s anger.
[Even if it was objectively ruined, I ate it because it was worth eating. Don’t be too angry, Sylvia, you too, go ahead and eat. Do I have to cook it well to eat it?]
“Seeing… My slave ate strange food, how am I the only one telling him to eat properly… “
-No 7 consecutive… No 7…
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋ If I listen to it anymore, I think something will go wrong with my facial muscles ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-It’s hard
-Sylvia Jean Then how about digging up soil?
The suffering of viewers did not end easily.
The two of them were talking on the phone throughout lunch.
Still, thanks to the special qualities of a good-to-listen voice, pretty faces, and crazy conversations, viewers enjoyed it just like people addicted to spicy food.
