Chapter 21 – 21. Different Dreams
I told Master everything. From a young boy who lived a day of trepidation in a back alley becoming a Murim master, to a bloody wind blowing in the river by a group secretly attacking the midfield, and as if the devils had promised, they collapsed all at once, and the monsters were released and the Jeongyo War broke out, and mankind was destroyed. A future that is declining.
Master’s face hardened like a plaster cast and didn’t know how to straighten even though he only talked about major events that anyone who experienced those days would know about.
But despite Master’s expression, I continued talking. In the end, it was not enough to decline, but it was on the way to destruction, and because of that, we decided to return me, who had the most talent, and concentrated all resources to return.
Having revealed everything, I lowered my head, not having the confidence to face Master.
If Master treated me like a madman and said he would excommunicate me, I was prepared to accept it without saying anything, but I was afraid of everything. Just like getting used to it doesn’t mean the wound won’t hurt, just being prepared doesn’t mean you’re not afraid.
How much time has passed The sunlight shining through the crest turned to twilight, and the warmth that filled the room cooled down.
“My disciple.”
“Yes, Master.”
What will Master say? He said that he is a madman who has fallen into delusion because of his celestial spirit, and is he forcing me to practice face-to-face training at Shaolin Temple? Or do you not believe that it can’t be?
Honestly, I’m willing to accept whatever it is, but I hope it’s not the latter. Because not believing in me would hurt me more than treating me like a delusional lunatic. It is a miserable feeling to not be able to trust a woman who is a teacher and has a crush on him.
However, Master was beyond my expectations.
Prison.
After getting up from the lotus position, he came to me kneeling on the floor and hugged me affectionately. The soft sensation wrapped around my head out of nowhere felt like being buried in a rubber ball. If it wasn’t for the bandage, I would have been happier. From now on, the bandage is the enemy of the crippled.
… No, what am I saying
It was hard to come to my senses when I felt the extreme softness in the scent of plum blossoms, but the moment I tried to give strength somehow,
Turn-up. Swoop. Swoop.
Master’s hand landed on my head and started stroking it. Contrary to the power of hugging him tightly like a dragon who wouldn’t let go of the yeouiju in his mouth, the hand stroking his head was cautious as if he was taking care of a baby bird that had just hatched from a bird’s egg.
And the following teacher’s remarks.
“You’ve suffered.”
“…”
“It’s not enough that I survived that bloody battle, and I’m determined to come back to this place. I can only say that I suffered as a teacher. But if I had to add a word…
───────That’s extraordinary.”
The moment I heard that, I cried. There was a hole in the emotional dam that I had endured so far. The moment there was a gap, a torrent of emotions poured out, and the feeling of wanting to cry suddenly came out.
In the future, even tears were a luxury. Rather than crying out of sadness when a comrade next to him died, he didn’t even have time to shed tears because he could save even one more ally by finding the cause and eliminating it. Even after the fight is over, there is no time to bury or cremate the body, and the survivors encourage each other and run away to survive.
That’s why it’s not a person who is on the same line as me, but a teacher who can be said to be an older generation and an adult than me, who embraces me and acknowledges my hard work, hard work, and hard work… I was simply happy. To the extent that I wondered if I was such a simple human being.
No tears came out.
However, the emotional feelings did not stop and gave me a terrible sense of loneliness and loneliness. Subconsciously hoping for warmth from him, I inadvertently stretched out my arms and wrapped my arms around Master’s back.
My awkward attitude disappeared and I, who just wanted warmth from people, burrowed deeper into Master’s arms and enjoyed the smell of people even more. Only then did I realize that I was still trapped in the past.
The future that disappeared as I regressed.
People of this era drew the line that they were not the ones who fought with me, so I was more and more buried in the future of the world and my past. Thanks to that, I did not see people as human beings because I had no aspirations even though I had the goal of saving people as much as possible from a disaster that would soon come.
It seems that I have built up loneliness without knowing it. There was no problem at all right now, but if this continued for several years, I might have fallen into a state of infidelity before responding to future disasters.
‘It’s going to be a big deal.’
The Thousand Killer is not a main fire mouther.
The murder itself caused by madness is the main fire intoxication and runaway. If you lock the lock with the divine power of goodwill, but fall into the magic dream yourself and become a crippled person, there is a nine out of ten probability that you will break the cage where you are confined and come out and cause a great death.
But there was a master. There was definitely a presence in front of me who looked me in the eyes and told me that you are now a person here.
My troubles of trying to accumulate and unite in a corner of my heart to become a Simma were resolved only by Master’s presence.
Is that why? There is something I want to ask my master without being immature, not suitable for my age.
“Master.”
“Yes.”
“Please stroke my hair more.”
Smack smack.
“I get it.”
“Please hug me more.”
“Sure.”
Pat Pat.
I feel like my intelligence has deteriorated.
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‘It’s a big deal.’
After being like this for a while, the atmosphere gradually began to change. The emotion line, which had been drawing an upward curve, raging like a torrent, regained its composure over time.
In other words, being in the age of 1,000 people (50s) and getting younger, I was hugged by a beautiful girl like Master! It feels like being a baby. Even Master’s body was an outstanding body that he had never seen before in his life. Even though it was only being held, the chest gave me a lustful feeling by creating violence of lust.
My body now was Ji-hak, a healthy age. Now, the terms and conditions are set as adults by law, but considering that even in the old Moorim era, there were not a few cases where marriage was concluded at the age of Jihak, it may be natural that the health is trying to concentrate on the lower body.
But the problem is that the fact that the head of the cock might stab my teacher who is hugging me is very embarrassing.
A teacher who regresses and comforts a disciple with mental instability by patting and patting. It was very embarrassing for me to see him try to go into heat, feeling sexual desire rather than lust against such a master.
‘No, why are you like this?’
Even before and after the return, having fully dealt with the merits of having a polar retardation, I was able to establish or kill my erection according to my will.
Thanks to that, it was very helpful when I got excited about an embarrassing scene and got into an embarrassing situation where I didn’t even know how to stand.
I had already confirmed that during the journey to find 〈 Firebird’s Nest 〉 alone after returning, but now it was difficult to control my erection with willpower alone.
It felt like my stamina had broken through to the point where I couldn’t handle it. Seeing that the delusion that if she fawned and frowned like this, she would be able to even engage in sexual intercourse, that persisted in her head, it seemed almost certain. It’s impossible to even try to figure out why this happened in the current situation.
There’s a ten percent chance that Master will find out, but if I ask him what the reason is, he’ll probably get an erection from Master, but he couldn’t say that he was trying to find the reason why he couldn’t control himself. It’s true that I like Master, but isn’t it a little too much to switch to that kind of atmosphere in this situation?
So change your way It is not about figuring out my condition right away and removing the cause, but about coping with this situation and coming up with a way to temporarily solve the problem.
This breast belongs to Master, the woman I love, so I feel sexual desire with her affection. So, if she self-suggests that this is not love, but motherly love, will it subside again. No matter how much I’m crazy about intercourse, I don’t have any hobbies to build against blood ties.
It is probably the same for the sluts who angered the fathers of daughters in Jungwon.
‘Master is a mother. It’s mom What I feel is maternal love. It’s maternal love.’
Did it work? My lower leg, which was about to erect the head of my cock due to the concentration of blood, began to slowly lower its head again.
Then, as soon as the tension was relieved, I felt a sense of relief. Being held in Master’s chest in this situation, I really felt like a baby. Because I kept suggesting myself to feel maternal love, I think I became a child who felt real maternal love. Why is the blood demon sometimes 〈? I, baby blood horse.
Shall I try it too?
“Yeah. I’m a baby thousand years old.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“…Can I just keep doing this?”
“That’s right.”
After that, I was held in Master’s arms for a while without saying a word.
