Devil Teacher

1.

It was the first time I had rolled my head so hard at birth.

Because it could be a serious problem directly related to my life.

He nods and listens, no matter how trivial my thoughts may be.

Even the simple fact that they were both Korean and did not dye and bleach.

I worked even harder to express my opinion.

It's not because I was happy to see him confronting my opinion.

However, if I appealed to him that I was still useful in this way, I would hesitate for a moment if he were a mad artist and tried to use me as a work.

“Then, is there any clue to infer the culprit here? ”

“Well... this one that's biting in the mouth... it's poppy, right? If the person who made this is an artist, isn't he doing opium for inspiration? ”

“Opium...”

Yuchan stroked under his chin as if he had been drowned.

“Well done. It's important to see it from an objective point of view. ”

“Go, thank you. ”

An hour-long autopsy, not an autopsy, made me lose my mind.

Moreover, he may be the true culprit (not even himself!) It seemed like a person would only fit in because they were watching with their arms around them.

“Any guesses where you're going? ”

“For now.”

You have it?

I was wondering, but I got confused one more time when I heard that the answer was obvious.

He may be a monster of the dark world.

Why do you see so many movies? Brokers who supply organ trafficking or sexual slavery.

Then I understood that Shin Lin was too tight for him.

I don't know what Korea is like, but the Japanese are holding onto the celebrity and AV industries.

“Are you... a thug? ”

“Let's sort it out. ”

He doesn't seem to fit my active imagination.

I coldly cut out the questions and started packing the plastic bags that I threw up.

In the worst case, I even anticipated ordering you to drink again, but my performance seems to have been excellent.

“Leave it here? ”

“He'll get rid of it again anyway. If I did, I'd do something else. It's not like it's a keel or a hyde. ”

“Him?”

“I'll tell you about it on the way. ”

Even so, leaving the crime scene intact often raises questions about his bizarre courage.

I had no reason to worry about it.

If the police raid this place and find a connection with the eunuchs, I'm the lucky one.

Maybe we can be rescued.

So handcuff again.

No matter what I thought, the tape didn't stick back in my mouth.

Instead, he grabbed the steering wheel and put a cigarette in his mouth and slowly began to explain the situation before and after the door.

2.

“Someone moved the body home?! He tried to kill you by manipulating a killer stalker?! Are you trying to get me to kill Mr. Domin Jung?! ”

From one to ten, I could not help but shout at his confession, the shock itself.

Apart from the bizarre events that would appear in a really reasoning novel, this person has really killed a person before.

“Yes, it was time to dispose of it one step at a time, leaving only the torso. I came back from work feeling as good as ever, and the body was moved. By a civil servant who was threatened by him. ”

In his tone, there was no such thing as a bragging color or a cuckoo color.

It's just a tone of everyday conversation, like eating meat last night.

It was more creepy, so I swiped my thighs with my handcuffed hands.

Think about it.

You are a fragile, violent woman, abducted, imprisoned and raped by a man.

But he is a murderer who kills and deals with people like nothing else.

Even if that artwork isn't a euphemism, it doesn't change the fact that you can kill me at any time.

You cannot die in a place like this.

I don't want to be a fish prey to springs.

“Don't worry. I've never had the pleasure of murder. It's a shame to kill a good kid like you. ”

Whether my reaction to shrugging shoulders was amusing or not, Yuan reached out his hand and kneaded my chest.

I tried to avoid his hand, but healed my heart and put out my torso easily before he touched me.

If he is a monster who is not willing to commit murder, it is right to show a submissive form of slavery.

It was such a judgment.

“So, why did you kill him? Who were you and what did you do...”

“It's no big deal. Just...”

With one hand he smoked, and with one hand his hands and his voice stopped at the same time as he squeezed his chest.

I hung up after talking.

I looked at his face anxiously.

What? What? Did you change your personality switch?

“Just...? ”

The expression of Eucharist was something I had never seen before.

He was always relaxed and expressionless.

However, the look he was making was so strange that it was his face that part of his brain was ruined.

Scare and surprise.

Strange distortion.

“I don't remember. ”

“Yes?”

“Why you killed, who you killed. I can't remember. ”

Yuan took his hands off me and touched my eyes.

The face he was always playing on my head was puzzling and agonizing, but the situation I was in was too, too bad to feel pleasant.

“Why were you forgetting this? ”

His muttering voice was filled with confusion. He starts muttering to himself, the sheep who forgot I was there.

“I remember everything else with certainty, but only the part about why I killed someone is missing. But of course I took it as I did and backed it up. ”

I couldn't even breathe out loud and listened to his own words.

“Then I could have done that, too. ”

What if you don't know that?

What am I supposed to do?

Besides, I can't even remember who I killed, but I couldn't think of anything other than a dissociative personality disorder if I took it naturally like a strange dream and dealt with the body.

Halfway through, a definite answer was given in me.

X, he says, is a euphemism.

No, his other madman is a personality.

Other than that, there was no way to explain it properly.

“I don't feel so good. ”

He complained by chewing on the cigarette filter.

But it was far from fear of another personality or moral guilt.

To make an analogy, the euphemism I've been watching so far is Control Frick.

Narcissists make their own principles and force others into them.

I didn't like the fact that he was not even able to control himself because he was so obsessed with control.

So what am I supposed to do?

You have to let him feel free.

The difficulty of clearing the game and the penalty for failing to clear increased, but remained unchanged.

That's how he reads me.

“Can I help you feel better? ”

He looks at me with his head bent and his forehead bent.

I've never seen the color of his words that I don't like him or that I'm obedient enough.

I was acting, but I was just interrogated.

But it is clear that the euphemism is now confused.

Maybe you can deceive him or if you hear that it's just smoke, even if you see merit, you'll get more points.

Then the possibility of me being disposed of goes down...

I'm trying to get rid of this king.

Survival comes first.

“Yeah, do it. ”

He shoves a cigarette butt into a cup of coffee in the car and wets the backrest of the driver's seat back.

Zip down the jeans and take out his stuff by hand.

It seemed like the first time I saw such a bland look again.

The size of sweet potatoes is about as small as corn when it grows.

The euphemism seems to be submerged without much reaction.

No matter how wide-bodied the SUV may be, Euchan can fill the driver's seat by himself.

In this state, the sex on top of him is too much.

But it's easy enough to do it with your mouth.

I slowly began to lick his dull stuff with my tongue.

Starting with a stubborn cord on the side, soak the entire column with a needle, bite his un-skinned items into his mouth, and slowly push his tongue.

“Do you think this is possible? ”

“Heep... what? ”

When he felt the pressure on his cock that was growing in his mouth, he was careful not to hit his head on the wheel.

“You forget what you've done, and you don't even know what you've done. ”

“Do you have any guesses? ”

He put his hand on my head and asked for a second cigarette.

“About Lorazepam? But that doesn't explain it. I don't use the benzodiazepine family there. I don't even have it. ”

A euphoria that spills words you don't know if you think you know this much.

Even if you know that Lorazepam is a sleeping pill, it is not at the level to follow the chemical knowledge of any family.

I just took it to the extent that he had another illegal sleeping pill.

“Then isn't dissociative identity disorder...? ”

That was all I could judge, but the euphemism was not a cool expression.

I hastily added an explanation.

“I was told that when other personalities are active, they also have memory loss. ”

“I know that. ”

“Sin... I'm sorry... I'll just keep sucking...”

I hurriedly nodded and stimulated his stuff in response to his standing day much more than usual.

Even if you tell me, I can tell you because it's sweet.

Lick your eardrums around the tip of the column with your hands so that the saliva that flows out of your mouth does not touch his clothes or underwear, like licking candy.

I don't know how to make a man feel good, but maybe that's enough if he's a little contemporary.

After about 30 minutes of continuous Pelaccio, his nostrils slowly grew.

I raise the last sprit with care to keep things out of reach.

“I'm sick of swallowing it. ”

“Whoops... whoops...”

I grabbed his stuff with a bunch of semen in my mouth and whimpered and tried to swallow it.

I feel uncomfortable looking at the corpse, but I can't believe I have to eat even this tasteless semen.

“Gulp... Gulp...”

All the semen passed through the throat with the wooden bands ringing.

It fills the nose with the scent of a man with a bitter taste.

It was always a bad moment.

I felt bad about being a whore when I sucked every drop of semen left in my urinal to meet his needs as much as I could.

The frowned face was engraved with a smile that seemed to have been painted by the time he took his mouth off the object.

“I've eaten well. ”

He barely smiled and wiped his stuff with a wipe, but he looked at me very carefully.

Like a portrait of a house of ghosts, my back echoes with a frowny expression and I ask in a flirtatious manner.

“Don't... what did Maria do wrong? ”

He didn't answer.

But I reached out and grabbed my hand with my neck like a glow.

“Keuhuh...! ”

That power is not normal. I wasn't trying to overpower it lightly.

I can see my willingness to stop my prayers with all my might and slaughter them right away.

What, have you changed your personality now?

You're trying to kill me now?

I tried to scratch his forearm with all my heart.

However, he moves his torso perfectly towards the passenger seat and holds my arm firmly.

“Why... why....”

Why are you doing this? I couldn't even afford the water.

Painful as if the whole body's blood were rushing into your head.

A sturdy car that can't move a bit even if it hits the foot.

“Khh... Khh...!!! ”

die, die, die.

When the consciousness becomes blurred and the eyes seem to move backwards.

I saw his eyes.

In his eyes, which were always transparent, was a darkness that was deeper and mightier than the abyss. [Reviews] I've been away for four days.

I'm just so happy.

Maybe we should build up some stockpiles.

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