Devil Teacher

1.

Eucharist did not believe in God.

God, I think.

The mortal being was merely the protagonist of a blurry dream that man had made to add hope to his death (來).

Therefore, the subordinate demon, he believed and was afraid of nothing.

In the world, humans kill humans.

Humans commit crimes against humanity.

Humans deceive humans.

Man persecutes man.

It was not ambiguous that God had killed the most unusual human beings, but the same human beings.

Therefore, Eucharist asserted that this work belongs to the same person.

The blade of the middle esophagus that is held firmly in your hand makes an iron sound.

The area around me is made of iron and the centre of gravity is drawn to the front.

It gives me a little ax-like stability.

If the opponent has blood and flesh, you can kill him anyway.

Yuchan walked cautiously to his toes.

It is a long body due to its large but original motor nerves.

There was no small sound like a cat walking down the alley.

First, check the tub in which the body was resting.

I turned on the lights in the bathroom and walked through a simple white polyester shower curtain.

The bathtub is full of floating ice sculptures that are half-melted, and only sodium nitrite that does not melt and sinks to the ground.

The white fat mass coagulated and floated above the surface, whether it escaped inside the corpse or not.

It was an expected outcome, but it never slowed the nerves.

Assuming the unsub who did this is still hiding in the house,

Why would he do that?

To provoke fear.

One of the human emotions developed to detect a crisis,

Fear.

Although there is nothing like this in the first crisis detection, it is one of the most unnecessary emotions that should be of no help in future measures.

Your hands and feet stagger and your body freezes with tension.

Compared to normal times, it will definitely be an easy prey.

Maybe it was simply because he wanted to enjoy the dazzling of the dazzling.

This method is inefficient.

The moment you open the front door and you can't detect any crisis, for example, if you hide in a shoe boot, and you put your back down, you'll be forced to do whatever you want.

There is no point in an ambush after warning in advance.

This is merely a mockery of a dramatic idea.

After the accident reached there, Yuchan was half convinced that there would be no culprits here.

I went straight to the table after going to the bathroom with a stubborn walk.

Furniture that made me smell like a person living in a desolate dairy house without even a TV.

He didn't even have a common computer in his house.

Such a table now feels very unfamiliar.

It's because of something like Halloween decoration.

The upper half that was taken out of the gut and put in ice water and preservatives for days.

The human body turns white like gypsum when the blood escapes.

There was a striking purple vein that seemed to represent that this was a human corpse, not a quantification torso.

“This is annoying. ”

As I approached him, I smelled more rotten meat than ever before.

Touching the skin, which has turned harder than tanned leather, is quite tiresome.

Preparation was left at room temperature.

The liquid in the body flows down and the chair rattles.

The body fluids were all taken out in real time.

Probably bath water mixed with preservatives.

Yuchan sighed.

I can't believe there's so much room to clean.

The Chair vowed that he should bring one that remained in the institute.

The time he left the house was approximately 40 hours.

I slept at the institute on the first day of the Naye offense yesterday, and then I met Eugene without going home, and then I committed the Naye offense again.

Within 40 hours, the unsub would sit in a chair and leave the house as if he wanted to see the body.

“You have nothing to do with it. ”

The problem is that we don't know why.

Yuchan scratched his head and threw the body in Kim Chi Tong, who had just been brought into the house.

When I think of something, I have a habit of sitting at the table, but the chair should look like this.

I opened the window and asked for a cigarette.

The night view from the officetel is just as bright and beautiful as the night vision.

The side of the alleyway that the neon sign does not reach seems to be as deep and dark as the deep sea and will be swallowed up.

I had a stunning dizziness.

The place to install the camera was not Naye's house, but his own.

If I had, I would have easily found the culprit.

A thoughtful euphemism headed towards the multipurpose room.

When I flipped the shelf over the washing machine, I found a radio wave detector that was piled up with dirt.

It is a spherical model, but it is an expensive object with great detection frequency bandwidth.

I used to have what I needed, and I left it behind. I didn't know the day would come again.

Well, whoever's doing this is going to have to peek at this side of the response.

It is not possible to use a recordable camera or a recordable eavesdropper unless this house is accessible from time to time.

There will necessarily be equipment to send wireless messages to other devices.

Turning off all the communication devices in the house and simply manipulating the dial, a beep came out of a radio frequency detector about the size of the radio.

“You're good at what you do locally. ”

I turned the detector around.

Lower your torso and look into it because the propagation is strongest under the table.

There was a little eavesdropper attached to the underside of the desk with cellophane tape.

I quietly reached out my hand and immediately smashed it.

The detector that rang nervously was silenced.

After that, I looked for other surveillance devices with different frequencies or broadened the spectrum, but there was no response.

Yuchan threw the detector on the couch roughly and pulled Hennessy Paradie out of the wine cellar with a cigarette at the door.

The ashtray was filled with cigarettes, followed by a dark orange liquor ( ) half empty.

Whether at home, cold or dressed, it was a good time to enjoy a moderately small life, but the baseline was generous for toxic liquor.

This cognac was also purchased for overseas jobs because there was no place to treat it in the country.

I brought $1,000 in a 700 ml bottle as a box.

I put about half of it in my mouth and bit a cigarette.

The tempting fragrance of spices clings to the tongue with a sweet caramel scent.

Flexible and heavy body feel soaks behind the tongue in the intense aroma of 40 degrees.

He painted the flavor of the end with a strong tobacco aroma and noticed the dairy sauce.

“Aha.”

I'm so happy right now.

In the meantime, the city has been too narrow for a euphoric predator to live in.

Narrow and peaceful.

The unidentified threats that came under my chin in a boring routine provided a considerable thrill.

Why would he leave that body alone?

The first thing I thought about was a simple empty hairy guy.

If the person who visited the empty house was a thief, he would have called the police the moment he found the body or fled immediately.

You don't have to deal with such hassle.

The second most prevalent is vengeance.

The owner of the corpse has no other ointment.

Although it is for revenge, the way to leave the corpse to rot remains no respect for the deceased.

If he wanted a definite punishment by recording a euphoric response there, he would have installed a camera, not a bugger.

Therefore, it is unlikely that it will be revenge on the deceased.

I'm sure it's not Kim Hyun-woo.

I've already trampled it so hard that I can't resist.

Maybe after a while, but you won't have to worry for a while.

With the sensation of being the detective of a reasoning novel that solves the mystery, Eugene slowly rolls his head.

Combine the clues given in your hand with the hallucinations in which the iron is choked.

His instincts and inspiration were always sharp, and the eunuchs trusted them as well.

I can confront the nature of the case because I don't put it out of my mind.

The eunuch who knocked on the glass with his fingertips finally came up with one possibility.

The disappearance in Ilsan.

There will be a perpetrator, if not just a coincidental disappearance.

First of all, it is not the euphemism itself.

If the true culprit is showing interest in himself...

“Let's stop riding. ”

Euthanasia stopped thinking.

I will leave it as one possibility, but there are too few clues anyway.

I'm sure there's only one plausible novel in my imagination.

I need to gather as many clues as I can.

First we need to check the CCTV inside the apartment complex.

Small bugs are a commodity that can also be ordered over the Internet, making them difficult to track.

The culprit would have left some trace unless it was a ghost.

First of all, we don't know how to catch the tail, so we need to deal with the rest.

Yuchan put Cognac back in the wine cellar and headed to the bathroom.

I wore latex gloves inside the toolbox and pressed the hat and mask to prevent clumsy saliva and body hair.

I wanted to throw it out as little as possible, but I couldn't figure it out.

Once the ostrich butcher separates the bones from the flesh and chops the flesh with an axe or a similar mesoesophagus.

I will crush the bones with a hammer and crush them like us.

If you spend enough time in a muddy mixer and mix with the flesh and throw it into the water, it's a complete crime.

Because he felt extreme fatigue by thought alone, but had no other choice, Euchan dragged the body in Kim Chitong into the tub and spread a large plastic on the toilet tile.

2.

My eyes flashed.

The weekday weather was always up to 7: 00, but Naye instinctively felt a crisis and watched the clock.

“It's ruined...”

9: 00.

Somehow, as soon as I woke up, I was so angry.

You really heard the alarm in your dream.

I am upset that Naye, a faithful exemplary student who is one or two times late in the academy, seems to have failed to keep her promise.

Naye sighed as he lifted his lips.

For more than this reason, I thought it would be better to come home today and study a little.

I just need to get ready to be late anyway.

Naye, who tied his head up all night with the feeling of a sponge, shifted his gaze between his legs.

“Did you menstruate?”

There must still be quite a date left for magic.

Moreover, it has never been this frustrating for Naye with a regular menstrual cycle.

“Ah! What is this! ”

A refreshing by-product of the morning, the identity of the liquid that dampened the panties was easily distinguished at first glance.

At first it was cold all night, but the identity was a sticky lament.

Her body actively secreted the lubricating oil of love, which had burned her active sexual desire because she had been in pain and went away all night.

Naye, who had no jaw to know it, felt ashamed for a moment.

I had a bad dream.

The day after the film was cut off, as if there were parts left in your head,

Even in Naye's head, a blurry dream came to mind.

There's that scene where you had a peaceful sex with a eunuch teacher.

When I try to think about it, I think about it in quite detail.

I don't recall any of the conversations or anything like this, but I think I've been sexually explicit...

“Oh, my God, I'm not a puberty student...”

I can't believe I had such a naughty dream that my panties were soaking up like a dream.

That's also the teacher who reminded me of the last time I masturbated.

Naye, who had a fairly conservative gender notion, wrapped around his face and fell into a state of self-esteem.

Is it too stressful to be satisfied with your needs?

A faint guilt towards the eunuchs hides it in my heart.

Naye went to the bathroom to take a shower.

A pair of tights that dig into the penis because of body fluids.

Every time I walk, only the lower half is strangely cold and irritated.

Take off the pyjamas and throw the panties straight into the washing machine.

I grew up with a conspiracy.

When I was just waxing a Brazilian chicken, it was a little funny.

Naye, who swallowed Cook-Cook's laughter, lay in a tub with water.

I picked up the hot water falling towards my chest.

I feel like I've been having nightmares all night.

“Ha, you can't do this. ”

Without even talking to herself, her hand was digging through a sliding crack.

The inside is frowning.

It was as sticky as butter melted in the oven, so just putting your finger in it would make your voice go away.

Even in guilt, Naye was chosen as an imaginary partner by the eunuch teacher.

I try to recall the teacher's firm body and low voice by combining the memories of my blurred dreams.

Naye was sucked into his own world with a redness on his face.

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