Desire

“Any stars, perhaps? ”

Azin asked as he looked at the man standing in front of him. Every time he walks, two swords dangle from his waist. Twin swords. I've never met a Muslim with two swords before. If you look at the stable airway and posture, you should know better. In Azin's question, the man did not look back and replied.

“What makes you so curious? ”

‘Son of a bitch.'

I didn't like every word of it. If you ask him, he'll give you a straight answer. If you lower this pose, you can change your attitude on the map. The man's attitude and expression were all blatantly uncomfortable on the topic of raising the horse. Azin didn't like it. If it had not been for the help of the blind, they would have torn out their tongues for sin.

“I just want to share a full name. Are you a blind bodyguard? ”

Azin pressed on annoyance and asked again. The man glanced back at the question. The fierce gaze was hard on me, but Ajin smiled. The man opens his mouth. “Escort officer. Maybe.” He mutters like that and looks back.

“My name is Lee Han. ”

“... Woojin. ”

He didn't tell me his real name. Lee Han, Lee Han. Azin rolls his head. I don't remember that name. “Is everything all right?” In response to Ajin's question, he shakes his head.

“I was not interested in other people calling me. ”

Excellent work. Ajin swallowed what he wanted to swallow. Lee kept his mouth shut, and didn't ask about Azin any more. Even Ajin didn't like him, and the more I talked to him, the more annoyed he was, I didn't ask him anymore. In such silence, they arrived in front of the mansion.

“Please wait here for a moment. Never come inside. ”

“I see.”

Azin nods. Lee looked at Ajin once and went into the mansion. Azin turns his head to the side and spits as he looks at Lee's back disappearing. It's hard to get treatment once. Azin grunts as he sweeps his chest down with his hands.

“You may come in. ”

After a while, Lee Han came back and said. Azin pushes his foot inside the gate. The mansion inside the walls was nothing special. It was a mansion that could be anywhere, and it was old. Ajin followed Lee's instructions into the mansion. It smells familiar. In the past, I've always smelled something similar to this. As he slowly walked down the hallway, Azin glanced at the slightly open doors on his side. There were those who looked like patients, and there were servants who looked like they belonged here, holding their paws beside them.

“Are they not unmanned? ”

“These are villagers from a nearby village. Unmanned men no longer heal. ”

Yihan replies, with a slight nod to his head. I wanted to ask him why he didn't heal the unmanned, but he didn't seem to be able to answer the question properly. Ajin didn't say anything and followed after Lee. At the end of the hall, Lee stood in front of a closed door.

“Lady.”

As I approached the door, Lee was troubled. “Come in." You hear a voice coming from inside the door. It belonged to a lost girl. Lee looked back at Ajin and his eyes opened wide.

“I'm just saying, if you...”

“Worrying about that won't happen. I want to be healed, too, and I'm willing to pay for it. ”

Azin said so, and looked at him. It meant to open the door. Lee opened the door with his tongue. The door opens, and Azin looks inside. A woman with her black head neatly cut off sits on her knees. She looks at her closed eyes and walks into the room.

“... called Woojin. ”

Azin stared at the woman and said. The woman who was placing her hand on her knee smiled thinly. The closed eyes do not open. Blind spot. Blind spot. The woman's mouth is open.

“It's called a gas station. ”

Eugene puts her name in her head. I wanted to ask why they didn't treat the unarmed, but it wasn't urgent. Azin stares at the cow.

“I want to be treated for my internal injuries. I'll pay you well. ”

“Can you give me a hand? ”

The cow raises her hand and asks. In response, Azin nods his head, removing the old armor from his wrist, and reaches for her. Azin's hand rises above the bull's. The cow grabs Azin's hand with both hands and touches his wrist.

“Let me take a look at Mac for a moment. Don't resist.”

The bull said so, and found Azin's rhythm. A soft energy permeates through the cow's fingertips. As a strange energy enters him, Azin tries to react without even knowing it, but he resists, suppressing his inner air. The energy of the cows flowing into the peak vein was soft and slow. Azin closes his eyes and feels the aura of the ox stuttering at his throat.

“... Woojin is a great warrior. ”

An ox that had been stuttering on Azin's wrist for some time opened its mouth. Ajin opened his eyes and looked at the cow. The cow was a peaceful face. She still stutters at the wrist of Azin.

“Extreme internal injuries. His blood was badly distorted and damaged. If we leave it like this, it will get worse, and it will be difficult to treat. ”

“You mean we can heal now? ”

“Yes.”

The bull nods. I heard the great senator was worth the rumor. Azin swallowed his breath. The bull was a horse.

“How can an old master like Woojin have so much internal injuries? What happened to you? ”

“.. do I have to answer that? ”

At Azin's question, the bull shook his head with a smile. “It's not like that. I'm just curious about the girl.” He said so, placing his wrist on Azin.

“The blood loss is terrible, but the evil energy remains in Woojin. I need to put in some ointment and saliva. ”

“How much?”

Azin asks. The bull tilts its head. “What do you mean?” When I asked her about the cow, she put the old bag back on her wrist. Asin says, lowering his rolled sleeve.

“How much treatment do I need? ”

“I can't confirm that. because treatment is about watching the road. Do you have any reason to rush this? ”

“.. not like that. I was just wondering. ”

Azin shrugs. He replies, smiling at the basket and opening the door next to him. It was filled with needles of different lengths and colors. “I'll put the needle down first. Would you please take off your clothes and lie down?” Asin's cheeks twitch with the bull's question.

“.. clothes? ”

“Yes. You can't spit on a clothed body. ”

He said as if it were natural. Ajin hesitates for a moment. There must be something to say about the smell of Raw Snow. Soon, however, he sighed and took off his clothes. “You don't have to think about me. because I can't see.” The cow smiled and said. However, I couldn't be ashamed of being naked in front of the woman I just met. Ajin stood guard at the door without going out. Lee was staring at Ajin without changing his face.

“Will you stay there? ”

“Is there something wrong with him? ”

Yihan asked. Ajin gritted his teeth. Eventually, he sits naked in an awkward posture in front of the cows. The bull raises his head and grabs his hand and tries to find something. When Lee sighed, he took a sheet that was folded into a corner and laid it beside him.

“Thank you."

The cow smiled at Yihan, but in a completely different direction. Seeing that, I felt anxious in Azin's mind. Can an invisible man spit in the first place? I don't know if I'm really going to be a jerk with the wrong needle. The internal injuries inflicted by the thousand horses are a concept of cursing, and they do not disappear even after death. What was stabbed incorrectly? Does it remain as a concept of cursing and not disappear?

“Lie down over here. ”

Fang Fang. The cows pat the duvet with their hands. Ajin gets up and approaches. It's not even the wind, but I feel cold naked. Ajin put his hand down and covered his groin. Seeing it, he looked close, and Azin thought he wanted to kill her. Azin lies on his sheets, just as the bull told him to.

“... are you letting go? ”

“You have nothing to worry about. ”

The cow said with a big smile. She reaches out her right hand and picks up the longest golden needle in the hammer.

“Don't be alarmed, don't move.” That's what the bull said, and he raised his left hand, without needling, onto the back of Azin. When a warm hand touches his back, he flinches. The cows slowly move their hands without letting go of the saliva and sweep through the body of the pain. The bull's hand climbs up his spine, flaps his wings, and his left shoulder. From there, your armpits, your forearms, down to your wrists. He repeated the same behavior in his right arm. Is it measuring the size of the body? Or the location of the blood? Ajin chews his lips and picks the crumbs out of his head. In the meantime, the station continues to move its hands. The hand that returned to the spine went down this time. The bull's hand grabs his waist. And then I went down there. When his hands gently touched his butt, Ajin finally opened his mouth.

“When do you put your saliva down? ”

“Everyone's body size is different. Since I've never seen Woojin before today, I have to make sure my hands remember his body. ”

The cow continues to move her hands, speaking in a calm voice. The hand that touched my butt lowered down. As the bull's hand reaches down to the perineum, Azin clears his throat low. However, the bull's hands were not rough. Her hands go down close to the testicles, and then climb back up and touch her thighs and calves, ankles and soles of her feet.

“Will you turn around? ”

He turns away, breathing heavily. He glances at the ceiling and closes his eyes. The bull's hand rises above Azin's chest. I climbed up, feeling ashamed. His hands clapped his chest, his abs and groin, as did his back. She doesn't erect, but her waist aches as she touches her stuff. His hands were withdrawn.

“Please turn around again. ”

Azin turns away in a desperate rage. The bull with the gold spit placed his left hand in the middle of Azin's waist and looked for a place to put the needle.

“You can't move. ”

The cow says. She chews her lower lip without answering. A needle the length of a grown man's palm pierced through his aching waist.

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We fixed internal injuries to the Thousand Horse attack limit. Thank you for your opinion.