Chapter 77 – 77. Geum Taeyang, a Cross-Dressing Woman, and Malko Hana.
Unintentionally, Mujin joined us, and our party began the meal while savoring the Eohyang Yuksa. From the thick broth, the spicy flavor that spreads in your mouth delighted your tongue. The combination of stir-fried vegetables and meat wasn’t enough for a chewy texture, but I immediately realized that the sweet taste was hidden behind it, and the evaluation that it was a dish enjoyed by people with different tastes in different regions was truly exquisite.Maybe it was because I was having a meal with a classmate. Mujin, who had been depressed because of being blackmailed by a woman, had gone somewhere, and Mujin, who regained his energy, chatted happily.
“Haha. I secretly went down to the city to buy alcohol, and when Master caught me for the first time, I thought I was really going to die. Even though he’s my Master, I wondered how a master master could have such an expression.”
“I am more surprised that you drink alcohol?
“Ryeong. I know it’s shocking, but he’s a master.”
Sima Yeoryeong was looking at Mujin with a slightly awake expression. The way she sips alcohol and eats and kills fish farm meat like open beggars is not reminiscent of a guru at all, but doesn’t it match surprisingly well with a horse nose?
It was Mujin with the typical appearance of Malco Dosa.
She finished about half of the fish-hyang broth, and immediately drank the remaining alcohol in one gulp. If you pour it all at once like that, you’ll get drunk quickly, but surprisingly, you’re a drunkard, so it’ll be fine.
Widely.
“Puhaaa.”
After emptying the contents at once, he set the glass down as if hitting the table.
“By the way, did you guys hear that rumor?”
“Are you drunk? How do we know if you say that?”
“Ah, I’m sorry. I was not considerate.”
Sima Yeo-ryeong flinched at Mujin’s apology, which obediently accepted the criticism.
Maybe it’s because she didn’t know how to take her own words so innocently. Even now, there is an invisible wall, if not discrimination between her spirits, and even in Protestantism, she grew up standing and was unknowingly discriminated against.
Mujin, not noticing Sima Yeo-ryeong’s expression, continued her words calmly.
“You guys, by any chance, do you know about the superstition that comes down as one of the three great mysteries in the Magician Academy?”
“I don’t know.”
“…I do not know.”
She knew the truth, but she couldn’t bear to make Sima Yeoling her outcast, so she pretended not to know the same. As expected, Mujin made her shocked face, and she glanced at me and was relieved that she was not the only one who didn’t know.
“No, how do you not know about the famous three wonders? It’s so famous that everyone outside the academy knows about it. I guess I’ll have to open my eyes to these two friends today.”
He puts on a face that is ready for something and creates an atmosphere that is unmatched in seriousness.
“Listen carefully. From now on, if the students of the Magician Academy do not know, I will tell you about the three wonders of listening to spies.”
We, who became spies without our knowledge, let him go, but Mujin still did not know.
And what Mujin told me was roughly this.
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「The Three Great Wonders of the Magician Academy
1. There is a magic sword with blood in the basement of a building somewhere in the academy.
2. On the 15th of each month at 12:00, a strange vibration resonates everywhere in Cheongryong Hall, Jujak Hall, White Tiger Hall, and Hyeonmugwan.
3. There is a secret room with a lump of smoke that no one knows about in the academy grounds, and it appears randomly.
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“…A demonic sword?”
Could it be that the cult leader’s divine sword, the Heavenly Demon Sword, came to mind? Mujin hurriedly gave an additional explanation to Sima Yeoryeong, who was trying to show her displeasure by narrowing her brows.
“Don’t get me wrong. It’s called a demonic sword, but according to superstitions, it’s more like a witch’s sword.”
Put on a serious face.
In response, Sima Yeoryeong also takes an attitude of listening by listening to his story. When the listener was ready to listen, Mujin opened his mouth again.
“Everyone who meets and is bewitched by that ghost will suffer serious injuries.”
“What are you injured?”
Upon receiving her question, Mujin passed her alcohol over her throat to see if her throat was burning, and answered with a goosebumps face.
“…Men become eunuchs, women become barren.”
“Dat?”
Her unimaginable answer made Sima Yeo-Lyeong stunned, forgetting what she had to say.
But what’s not to laugh about is that superstition was a true story.
Yogeom妖劍 Closed Moon
What it looks like is a great sword, and it looks powerful, but what it does is not so magical. When possessed, men approach the sword, take out a stiff prick, and cut it directly, while a woman stabs her ovaries with the sword, rendering her sterile. Considering that it doesn’t kill and inflicts the worst injuries, it’s worse than a demonic sword that simply drives you insane.
Pyewol is often called Yogeom because it is magical, but what was called Demonic Sword in the early days of the academy is just what has been handed down. The reality is that the sword is right.
Perhaps he had imagined his cock being cut off, but Mujin trembled as if he was getting goosebumps.
“Ugh. A eunuch. Isn’t it really scary?”
“I agree.”
“…Right”
I immediately responded to Mujin, who asked for consent, but Sima Yeoryeong did not. For a woman who is already a eunuch, is there anything I can sympathize with the loss of losing the preciousness of her cock?
I don’t know if she was her future benign.
At that, Moojin showed signs of slightly doubting her, and her quick-witted woman grasped her situation and naturally got up from her seat.
“Whoa. I’ll go to the bathroom.”
“Big one? Small one?”
“Sss… Come on, the small one.”
When I asked that question, Lady Sima, who flinched and gave an awkward reaction, answered while twisting the tips of her eyebrows strangely. It reminded me of seeing him urinating on me after the welcome marathon. She had already guessed what was going on, but when she asked me with a carefree face on the outside and pretended to be inattentive, Sima Yeo-ryong looked at me with her strange resentful gaze, and she headed to the bathroom inside the inn.
Seeing her go into the ‘men’ bathroom, she didn’t until she got up too.
“Uh. Maybe it’s because I drank a little. I’m going to drink some too. Mujin, aren’t you drinking?”
“Alcohol is weak for Bondo.”
“…I really don’t know. It’s amazing.”
“Haha. Thank you for the compliment.”
She seemed to have read that there was no sarcasm in my admiration, and Mujin smiled and answered indifferently.
I got up and went to the bathroom. And there, with her belt unfastened and the front of her pants slightly lowered, Sima Yeo-ryeong was standing in front of a standing toilet, that is, a urinal, looking at me with her hard face. I calmly approached the urinal next to it, lowered my pants a bit, took out a serpent-like amount of water, and began to drain the water.
At the same time, subtly sneaking up on the seat next to her, he pressed the groin between her groin with his index and middle fingers, spread it out to the left and right, and watched her urinate.
Her words were subtle, almost open, so of course she was caught by Sima Yeo-ling, but her face became strange.
The situation of urinating while showing off one’s genitals to a curious opposite sex fills both eyes with shame, but deep down on one side, there was a certain aspiration stemming from pleasure. If you’re looking for something other than this situation…
‘Is it like that because you can see my dick in reality, not just yourself? Well, it’s virtual, but in a situation where the sensitivity is increased to 6 times, I would have realized the pleasure of a woman while being thrust into my cock, so it might be natural for me to be concerned about the beauty of my reality.’
Enjoying the rare sight of a woman opening her cunt and peeing on her own, I said something to convince her before she felt uncomfortable.
“Heh. I’m taller.”
“…”
Sima Yeo-ling opened her mouth and said nothing. Having lived as a man through acting, she understood what I just said.
Sama Yeo-ryeong looks at me with cold eyes when she pretends to enjoy a sense of victory at the fact that she is comparing Yangmul with her eyes and enjoying the fact that it is bigger.
After urinating on her and tidying up her pants, she tossed it.
“Baby?”
“No, because this is important? If you’re envious, honestly say you’re envious.”
“When am I?! I’m not jealous!”
She sighs, turns her head, and leaves the bathroom.
The reaction that was different from the outside was cute. It seemed like a cute kitten with sharp teeth was gnashing.
I don’t know if it would have suited her well even if she had become a cat monster by eating Myoseon’s inner altar instead of Sima Yeoryeong’s goblin’s inner altar.
Thinking so, I went back to my seat. On the way, I saw Sima Yeoryeong standing tall like a Jangseung.
“What’s wrong? You’re not going back to your seat.”
“Baekwoon. Look at that.”
“What the hell-.”
“…”
“…”
We were silent as we gazed in the same direction.
It was because Mujin, who drank the most, was not there.
‘Where did this bastard go?’
I grabbed one of the jeomsoi who was passing by with anxiety creeping up and asked.
“Do you know where that one guru went?”
“Yes? Oh, hey? He said he was suddenly busy, so he asked the two of you to pay the bill, so he said he was going.”
“…”
“…”
“…Then I’m busy with work, so excuse me.”
After reading our mood and grasping the situation, Jeom So-yi walked away as if avoiding the seat.
A word from Sima Yeo-ryeong breaks the silence of those of us who were looking at our seats in a daze.
“Look at this Malco bastard and I as partners.”
Unfortunately, because of the future that will come as time goes by, we will have business partners and become colleagues.
But I will accept the price.
“If you see it, it will follow you.”
“Damn the shaman bastard.”
Mujin, who had a grudge against the Cheonsalseong and the Goblin, was also really… If anything, he was a great kid.
