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Why Do We Only Get Caught by Poor Women? 48

Why Do We Only Get Caught by Poor Women? 48

Chapter 48 – 16. Weekend. Seminar(3)

In front of a building on the outskirts of Pennsylvania Academy.

A place where potion manufacturing seminars are held.

Contrary to the dignified feeling that the word ‘seminar’ gives, I tilted my head at the market atmosphere created by the many booths and stalls, and the goddess who held my hand.

“Shall we look around first?”

“The heroine obeys the Lord’s words unconditionally.”

“… Is teasing me that much fun?”

“Yes!”

“…”

First, I decided to take a quick look around.

Let’s walk around and look around for a while.

Thanks to this, I was able to understand the nature of this seminar.

It seems that this ‘Pennsylvania Potion Manufacturing Seminar’ is a mixture of a ‘seminar’ in an academic sense and an ‘exhibition’ for commercial purposes.

The identity of the booths and stalls spread out in the vacant lot in front of the building is an adventurer who discovered a new herb in a pioneering area.

A guild that provides a stable supply chain for specific drugs.

These were sellers who were trying to promote potion-related products, including the newly opened individual potion business.

The people wandering around the booths and stalls are researchers looking for new research topics.

Manufacturers who want a stable supply of materials.

Among the adventurer party members, they were buyers such as the secretary in charge of supplies.

This is the expo-like aspect of the seminar.

The academic aspect, which is the original meaning of the word ‘seminar’, is a research presentation and lecture given in a lecture hall within a building.

Professors, students, and other individual researchers from the Academy’s Potion Manufacturing Department present their research results, receive advice, questions, and evaluations from fellow researchers, and simultaneously promote their capabilities to investors.

As a bonus, a helpful lecture for adventurers who explore new lands and provide research.

For example, we do things like ‘First aid and meal solutions using plants commonly found in the OO region.’

I was told by a passing event staff member that the order of presentations and lectures was written on a pamphlet provided at the organizer’s booth.

‘In other words, if you want to make a living from potions at Kela Camp, you must come.’

In the middle of the expo booth. I came to that conclusion after reading the pamphlet I received at the organizer’s booth.

Of course, the embassy will provide all the money for living, so there is no need for that.

But that doesn’t mean I have any intention of becoming a lazy glutton, relying only on the support that comes to me every month.

It has been my dream for a long time since I came to this world to open a potion shop, grow herbs in the garden, and study potions.

I know it’s a waste of pride, but I want to have the ability to earn gifts for Vivi, my sister, and Chloe, including a couple ring.

Of course I know.

When it comes to gifts, the heart is important, and those two will like whatever I give them.

But even if you take some care and buy something good.

Even if you take me to a restaurant that I had a hard time making a reservation for.

Looking at myself struggling…

‘Anyway, it’s all taken from the embassy support, but it’s condescending… Our ferry. You want to look like a man? Only the dick is ugly, but other than that, it’s really cute~.’

If you imagine those two thinking to themselves…

Yes, just thinking about it makes me feel embarrassed, and my dick becomes sullen. Ugh…

I was making promises and delusions alone and putting on a show without even realizing it.

“West~.”

Before I knew it, I heard the voice of a goddess who had let go of my hand and gone somewhere…

‘…!!!’

I took a deep breath.

A goddess running towards me at a quick pace.

A small body that could be around 140.

Red eyes with pure white skin and dense facial features.

Pigtail hair that was said to have been specially done.

It seems as if a playful white rabbit is running.

However, the atmosphere it gives off is completely opposite to the image of a cute fluffy rabbit.

Her breasts, as big as her head, were bouncing around without any resistance inside a layer of white blouse, as if she was only wearing a bra and top pads.

The short miniskirt fluttered as if you could see right away that she was really wearing no panties.

The fact that all that vulgarity takes place in a small body that must be about 140 has multiplied the vulgarity.

The rabbit is a sexcubus itself.

A sexy woman who plunges all the men in the world into a swamp of lust…!

It’s a shame that they did something to hinder awareness, otherwise all the men and women here would have been fascinated and staring.

‘… Cha, let’s hold on. Hold on. Taejeong posture…’

Take a moment to control the sexual desire that quickly rose to the top of your head.

I spoke to the goddess who stopped in front of me.

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s something fun~. Let’s go together.”

“What is it?”

“Just follow me!”

A goddess suddenly grabs my hand and pulls it wildly.

I wondered what was going on and decided to follow along.

“… What. “Where?”

The place we arrived at was the tent at the very back of the fairground.

It was surrounded everywhere except the entrance, making it impossible to see inside.

It looks suspicious to anyone.

Of course, it looks like it’s an officially approved place since the organizer’s staff is standing there guarding it…

“It looks very suspicious.”

“You will find out when you go in. Ruler. Quickly, quickly.”

“I’m even more scared when you say that.”

“Eight. Don’t you know the saying that if you listen to women well, you’ll be in luck? Come quickly!”

In the end, I had no choice but to be led by the goddess’s hand and enter the tent.

I feel like I’m getting used to being swayed by something. Is this right…

Inside the tent I stepped into like that.

It wasn’t long before I realized the identity of this space.

To be precise, I realized it the moment I saw the signs in front of about 10 booths in the tent.

-Ultra-high intensity self-vibrating slime collected from Marirona Cave!!!

-A purple-black giant mushroom created by crossing two other mushrooms! Any woman who gets hit with white spores will immediately start thinking!

-Specially effective for birth control! Green lemon fruit certified by the indigenous people of the Kelba jungle area! We take responsibility for the safety of a happy night!

19+ zone.

I was dumbfounded by the unimaginable identity.

Okay. Well, there is no law that says sex will be included in the field of study, but…

Still, they divide the area into separate areas and operate the 19+ zone. Quite open-minded scholars…

-The sucker of a flesh-colored octopus caught in the deep sea of ​​the Zizra Sea! Once attached, there is no need to worry about falling anywhere!

The text on the sign of a booth that suddenly came into view.

While I was already suppressing my sexual desire because of the goddess, I couldn’t help but think about various things.

If. If.

The suction cup on the other side is just big enough to cover the areola.

If you stick that on Vivina’s nipple and Chloe’s clitoris and leave it on all day…

‘Lord, my master… This is…! Please let me take it off…!! My nipples… They’re so sore…! Sigh…!’

‘Why me…! It’s Cly…!! Rice, pervert Juingning…! Huh?! Go, go…!’

-Squeak…!!!

… That, and. Yes, if.

If there are both goddess and vulgar tits in there.

They were tightly restrained with leashes and handcuffs so that they could not resist.

Keep going until you beg me not to mess around anymore…

“West! Look at this!”

“?!”

Unknowingly, I was in a delusion, but the voice of the goddess brought me back to my senses.

And I couldn’t help but be horrified by the sight that unfolded before my eyes.

A dildo that was comparable in size to my dick and even had ugly protrusions fluttering around at a speed of about 3 times per second like some kind of bug.

The goddess held one in each hand and waved it wildly in front of me.

“A dildo made from refined slime! I think it would be interesting to see who would win if I had a sword fight with this and my husband. Are you going to do it?”

While talking nonsense with a cheerful smile as if he was thinking he was shaking a candy.

“…”

Facing the realm of bizarreness beyond vulgarity, I had no choice but to sulk my hard, fully erect cock, and thanks to that, I was able to calm down and do it. This is my first time with a wise man like this…

“I will not. You crazy bitch. Bring it quickly.”

“Tch. I thought they would get more freaked out and make a fuss. “It’s not fun.”

I was confident that I was a pretty crazy person because I was also ‘Sadistic Lv2’ and ‘Energy Recovery Lv1’.

I realized once again that the goddess who created that crazy me was truly a crazy bitch. Yes.

* * *

Lecture hall inside the building.

The goddess came out and put her foot down on a stage with a platform of an appropriate height and sloping audience seats.

A presentation by a researcher on stage that was just in progress.

The audience sits sparsely in the seats and listens to the presentation.

Unlike the noisy atmosphere of the expo, there was a solemn atmosphere like a library.

Well, unlike outside, where you basically have to approach it with a business mindset, here most people are researchers or people who need knowledge. It’s worth it.

The goddess and I sat down in appropriate seats and began to listen to the presentation.

I focused on the presentation by taking notes of various things I thought might be useful in my notebook.

The goddess didn’t seem interested in the presentation, but surprisingly she didn’t disturb me.

Rather, I wrote down the parts that I failed to write because I couldn’t keep up with the speed of speech.

Even though he’s always very mischievous, irritable, and suspicious, he doesn’t seem to have any intention of doing anything that would really harm me, and on the contrary, it seems clear that he wants to take care of me. It must be an extension of that.

After walking around with her for a few hours, I began to understand the way this goddess treated me and her psychology.
Of course, it feels bad that the method and psychology are like playing with a cherished toy or, at best, a pet. How dare humans in the middle of the day when God looks down on them.

I’m getting tired of being on guard for each one of them, so I just have to do it. Yes.

She obediently received the note given by the goddess and concentrated on listening to the announcement.

The paper presentations continued like that.

Time passed accordingly.

-Ah. Ah. This order was a presentation by Professor Eidel, who submitted ‘Regarding a potion combination formula with excellent efficacy for morning sickness made by combining the horn of the horned wolf living in the coniferous forests of Valoran and the root of the green arrowroot near Kela Camp.’ There will be.

I looked at my watch, and it was already around 4 PM, so I thought I should just listen to this and leave.

-Chuck.

The goddess immediately placed an envelope and a note on my lap.

“…?”

Of course I was curious, so I saw a goddess.

But the goddess did not answer.
He just smiled seductively and signaled with her finger to read.
I had no choice but to read the note.

‘Morning sickness medicine being announced now. If a pregnant woman eats it, she will be in big trouble. If you eat it, all fetuses will become sick. It’s not an insult. A truly sick body. You idiot. Forever. It will be easy to give birth since there are no arms and legs.’

… What. This is.

For a moment, I hope you are dumbfounded by the serious content that just came to you.

I gathered my wits, took out the document in the envelope, and read the cover.

‘A fraudulent paper that allows you to explain the side effects of a potion made by mixing horned wolf horns and arrowroot root, pretending to have researched it yourself♡.’

The time it took to understand the meaning of the title was approximately 1 second.

I started reading the paper quickly. At the maximum speed I can.

Why Do We Only Get Caught by Poor Women?

Why Do We Only Get Caught by Poor Women?

왜 불쌍한 여자들만 꼬이죠?
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
"It's destined to be a nest for wounded birds."

The answer he got when he saw love luck.

Too good to be true.

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