Desire

Azin, standing in the red hall, soon realizes he doesn't need to call her, trying to summon the black snow scent. She didn't hide. He stood frozen cold, staring at Ajin. Azin stares at the Raw Snow scent without saying anything for a moment. The black snow scent was no different than usual. Long hair is tied together and clothed in an easy-to-move robe. However, his face was firmer than usual. Azin hesitates for a moment to look at her and opens his mouth.

“Four...”

It was at that moment that the feet of Raw Snow slipped and dug into Azin. His fist flew toward the great face, and he raised his hand reflexively. The whole body muscle, which had no tension, immediately changed its position. Phew! The fist with the black snow scent is stuck in his hand. The muscles of his legs tighten and his body staggers and pushes him back.

“Wait, I...”

Raw snow scent did not let Azin finish. Lightning followed. Fang, Fang! As for Ajin, the attack was hardly stopped. Every time I hit it, the pain felt like my bones were crumbling. Still, it was much better than before. Half a year.It's been a long time since I've had a taste of Raw Snow. The counterattack is still difficult, but the intense performance of the Black Snow scent has allowed Ajin to grow strong enough to withstand her attacks.

“Master, stop...”

The movement of the Raw Snow has changed. A red force rises from her clenched fist. Her fist was filled with immense power, incomparable to the thousand bloodstream used by Azin. ‘Thousands of Books!’ Azin looks back, frightened. It's not a duel. The smell of Raw Snow is working hard. A huge force that seemed to smash even the sky for its name was young in the fist of Raw Snow. It's too late to avoid. No, it's not. It is said that it has learned the taste of salmon, but it has the same taste of raw ginger, and in terms of the coordination of the flesh, it is not comparable to raw ginger and azine. Azin hurriedly pulls the self-destruct into power and wraps himself around his arms.

“This..."

Knuckle! The teeth of Raw Snow are engaged. -Koong! Its outstretched feet strike the ground, and the smell of raw snow throws a fist.

“Son of a bitch!”

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. In a single blow, all the internal air that Azin turned into self-defense flew away without a trace. Azin's body flew back. Kuang! As the red wall collapses, you retrieve him. Azin barely checks his status in a dazed state. The 400,000 pounds of internal air was blown away in a single blow! Not only that, the strength of 370,000 was nearly halfway down.

"What nonsense...! ’

It was the first time I had received the power of Raw Snow, and it terrified Azin. I thought I had caught up to some extent in the struggle with her, but it was completely upside down.

He's a monster! ’

Azin catches up with the blood. The diaphragm is halfway crushed. The pain that seems to make me lose my mind scrapes my nerves. Azin barely opened his eyes and looked forward. The black snow scent was approaching as he breathed.

“... I'm going to die, Master. ”

Azin smiles bitterly as he looks at the approaching Raw Snow scent. At that, I stopped walking with the smell of Raw Snow. She shakes her face and plunges into the ground. The body of the Raw Snow disappeared. I can't even see you, damn it. Ajin grumbled in his heart. Usually, a duel is just a joke, is that it? I was about to think about it. Baaak! A paw of raw snow kicks him in the jaw.

“Son of a bitch...! ”

Qadang! Azin's back falls to the ground. The scent of Raw Snow gripped Azin's lap and spit with a trembling voice. Ajin, who was half-conscious when he got his chin right, looked up at Raw Snow with blurred eyes. The scent of Raw Snow was chewing his lower lip tightly and looking down at the pain. Azin saw her eyes tremble and the tears in her eyes. Ajin smiles bitterly.

“Four...”

I couldn't finish my sentence again. The fist of Raw Snow fell to the face of pain. Oops, Azin's head turns to his side. It wasn't a very strong fist. There was no strength, no internal air. Flesh-Swielding

It was a woman's fist.

“You son of a bitch! ”

Phew. Phew. The fist with the black snow scent continues to punch him in the face. Azin almost gave up and chewed his molars. As soon as the black snow scent hit, Azin's head turned to the left and to the right. The smell of raw snow spits out with a stammering voice, and the falling tears fall on his face. His fist slows down and weakens. And then...

“Master.”

It stops. Azin reaches up and grabs the fist with the black snow scent. It was hard to open my eyes. I got hit so much, I'm gonna blame it on my eyelids. Azin looks at the face of the Raw Snow with a blurred vision. Her nose is swollen red, sniffing and crying.

“... let go! ”

I shouted, "The smell of Raw Snow is thick." If you try to spray it, you can spray it. Azin rises up thinking that way. The figure of Raw Snow that was sitting on Ajin's chest rolled back around. Sitting on the ground, she stared at the pain with her dazed eyes, and she snorted loudly.

I cried so, so, so hard. He was the supreme martyr of the whole world, so instead of saying Savannah, the smell of raw snow burst into horrific tears. Ajin hesitates to sit and looks at the blazing smell of raw snow, and his lips are wide open because he has nothing to say.

“... Master. ”

“Don't talk to me! ”

The black snow scent echoes with a blocked voice. At that shout, he had no choice but to fold his hand. The smell of raw snow rubbing against the eyes with the back of my hand was like a sniff of my nose and asked me to listen.

“You, you piece of shit. I 'm--I 'm--”

“Wait a minute, Master. ”

Azin reaches out again and grabs the shoulder of Raw Snow. The smell of raw snow sniffing his nose lifted his tearful eyes and looked at the pain. Looking at the moist, raw snowy eyes, pain sighed low.

“Well, as long as I'm a son of a bitch, like Master said...”

“Son of a bitch! ”

Azin's words are cut off. Phew! The raised fist of Raw Snow crushed the pain. Azin opens his mouth and sits on the ground, moaning miserably. He expressed his gratitude for tearing up his body as an avatar. If it were in the flesh, Azin would have just been a dead man in a blow.

“... Please, Master. ”

Even though it's less painful than it actually is, it's the same thing. Ajin, who was holding the lower dorsal, barely called out the smell of raw snow. The scent of black snow that was sniffing looked at the pain with red eyes.

“Why!”

“I mean, I'm a son of a bitch, but...”

Azin sits flat on the floor tapping his butt. He sighs heavily and looks at the smell of raw snow.

“.. to be honest, I don't know what the right answer is, ”

“What the hell? ”

“I like Master. ”

Azin lets out his strength. The black snow-scented eyebrows trembled. I looked at Azin and asked him about the smell of Raw Snow.

“... and Persian? ”

“I like you too, Persian. ”

“You son of a bitch! ”

Raw Snow's scent screams loudly. This is what lion-howling looks like. In front of her shouts, her hair is scattered and her cheeks are shivering. Azin couldn't deny the blasphemy, but he wasn't completely speechless. He raises his hand and calms down the smell of Raw Snow.

“.. you don't get to choose between them. Master, I... I mean...”

I don't want to say this much. Ajin hesitated for a moment, but eventually decided to eat his mind. After taking a deep breath, he began to talk about how he had lived and what kind of human being he was. An abnormality of self-awareness since childhood. Actions and facial expressions, the death of parents. I didn't feel too sad to say it.

“I thought there was a reason for all the favors of others. You're good to me because you want something from me. Since I was a child, I didn't want to show my sincerity to others, and I postponed the faces and actions that others wanted. ”

The scent of Raw Snow shrugged and listened to him. Ajin continues to speak, thankful for her silence.

“It got worse after my parents died. In fact, the reason I cheated and acted was because my parents gave birth to me. I wanted to be a son that they weren't proud of, so that's how I lived. References to what I want to do. ”

So I killed my personality. You deceived yourself. Azin becomes Azin, but he becomes Azin, not himself. That's how I spent my childhood.

“After my parents died, I had no reason to. Rather, I felt a sense of retribution from their deaths. I wasn't sad at all. Yeah, I'm a little twisted. If I had the nerve to feel sad, I wouldn't be here. ”

Ajin said in a bold voice. When he sat at the funeral, he didn't feel sad. Maybe he didn't even realize it because he was so sad. Perhaps the nerves that felt shocked were worn out and gone. It didn't matter. He embraced his parents' deaths with confidence, and ever since then, he has lived to his heart's content.

“I've never done anything to be loved. ”

I thought of Yoobin Jung who came to my house several times. On a cold winter day, a classmate sneezed at the door with a scarf around her neck. Azin eats ramen and plays games listening to her snore. No discomfort, same as usual.

“One, two, away from me, and I thought it was natural. Because I made it so. ”

I abandoned my friend. The cost of living paid for my parents' estate, insurance expenses, and the money I earned from the game. I had minimal meals, so I did not have to go through life. He was satisfied with it. Single game against NPC in an avatar and anonymously protected virtual reality game. There, he occasionally acted and exploded his desire. He was satisfied with that life.

“Until I met Master. ”

Azin stared at the scent of Raw Snow. While talking, my health was almost restored. The swollen face almost sank, and Ajin touched his cheeks. The scent of Raw Snow sniffed and stared closely at Azin.

“Master was a very, very common type of man to me. Master had certain expectations of me, so he was kind to me. They teach us to do it... and they teach us to do it. Well, I understand that. Master needed to win me the game to take off immortality, and he wanted to screw the Sword and God. ”

“.. so? ”

Knng. The smell of Raw Snow grows louder and asks. Azin glances at Raw Snow for a moment and smiles bitterly.

“Master started dealing with me. ”

It's an obsession. Azin laughs low.

“I started to interfere a little bit with my actions. Well, it was mostly women. My relationship with Master was essentially between a priest and... sometimes a lover. But me, too, Master. He didn't admit it. Master wanted a man, I wanted a woman. Just like Master taught me to be a shaman, we had the same understanding. We gave each other what they wanted... that's what I thought at first. Master, me, too. It's changed gradually.”

Raw Snow's scent became obsessed with Azin. Ajin has forgotten to act against the Black Snow scent.

“Still, we don't admit it. Priestess, lover. ”

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