Devil Teacher

1.

It rained.

The eunuch was holding an umbrella and looking at the entrance to the funeral home.

Black suit with neat dresses.

A costume suitable for a funeral in memory of the deceased.

The day I took Eugene to the ER.

Song Mi-young died 30 minutes after being transferred to the hospital.

So it was too late for Eugene to run to the hospital with Eugene.

Eugene shook Song Mi-young's hand and wept over the white cloth.

I cried, I cried, I fell in love.

No matter how twisted my mother was, it would have been unthinkable for my mother to die suddenly.

Words and regrets were gripping my heart.

Thereafter, the funeral took place.

I heard that Aunt Eugene, who was not usually snoring, took over the process.

The successful businessman is in a hurry, and the only reason he's going to inherit the money is because she's going to be busy for a while.

Mourning for the deceased is a relative of the matchmakers to pick up the falling bean powder and gather around.

Song Mi-young's death was caused by a sudden facemaker malfunction, and in this case, Aunt Eugene heard that she was suing the company.

In any case, it was a smooth and tidy treatment.

I was successful in putting the baby girl in perfect isolation, even though there was nothing new about Yu Chan getting on the dragon's line.

Although Song Mi-young's predecessor in case it was written that he left most of his property to the Reason Jin, the company that lost its competent CEO would probably be a whirlpool, and a sudden accident occurred during the expansion of the business, which would be dismantled by the creditors who sensed the crisis.

I was not interested in the money anyway, I am not interested in how much the reason group will inherit.

Rather, her relatives rushed along and took the money easily.

Yuchan moved his feet to the funeral home.

The funeral parlour, which was as spacious as the CEO, was crowded with flowers from the entrance.

Even though it wasn't too late for a lot of people.

Today is the second day of the third day.

Tomorrow, she will finish her makeup and be placed in a shabby party written in her will.

Are you supposed to be meticulous in every way? It won't be easy for someone who has only succeeded to anticipate and prepare for their own death.

Song Mi-young chose a funeral home and a shanty house for his funeral.

"Sam, you're here."

The reason for paying tribute was because he was dressed in black robes.

On his right arm, he was kicking a piece of furniture that represented a resident.

I can hear it very low because my neck is completely locked.

I only saw him in three days, and he was almost halfway there.

Dark circles stretched to under-eye and red-brown eyelids.

Big events also change people's relationships.

Eugene's gaze at the eucharist was not as uncomfortable or awkward as it had been long ago.

It was no different that he contacted his neighbors, helped with the burial process, and cheered on Eugene's side.

Eugene, who has a lot of social experience, solved all the problems that Eugene didn't know how to do. He handled everything except the distribution of the heritage.

How helpful it is to have someone to rely on when you're having a hard time.

I also know how much that gratitude affects my liking.

That is why she responded softly and courteously to Eugene's sudden call at dawn and appealed that she was the only person she could rely on.

"Is Eugene a resident?"

"Yes, I haven't done anything to keep you alive... so you have to stay by your mother's side on the way."

British psychiatrist John Ballby devised that there are four stages to facing grief.

The first step is numbness and shock.

A step that is unacceptable and favorable to reality.

The second step is longing and longing.

To relive memories and miss those who have left.

The third step is disarmament and despair.

Feeling despair and anger about grief.

Final recovery and reconstruction;

It is a step that robs everything and takes place.

Perhaps Eugene is now bluffing between the first and second stages.

I cannot accept the cruel reality that I have not seen my mother for decades.

Even the adult and mature appearance that I could not think of as the reason for my visit to the institute was only visible because she did not accept the reality properly.

"It would be a little more useful."

Eugene's eyes were moistened.

She glances at the sky and snorts.

"No, if you look at Eugene now, you'll be proud of her. You're beating it so hard."

Eugene shakes his head left and right at the consolation of the eucharist.

After all, I wet my cheeks with tears.

"Do you know why I left the school early the day my mom died?"

I'm guessing, but I waited for Eugene's next words.

"I almost nagged as soon as my mom came in. I don't want to see you face to face. I just came out."

A wet voice trembled in tears.

I regret it.

It is even more regrettable that regrettable things have now become irreversible.

"I fought the day before I went on a business trip... but... I wish I knew this would happen..."

I hugged Eugene with my arms wide open, who couldn't hold his back.

I put Eugene on my back and hit him.

It won't be very helpful to be comforted by words anyway.

It's easy to leave some guilt there to tame her.

Guilt makes you unable to love yourself.

He who becomes unable to love himself yearns for the love of others.

And the object Eugene will love will naturally be euthanasia.

A daughter comforted by her eldest son who killed her mother...

It didn't matter much, but it was a strange phrase.

But unless you put it in your mouth, it's not the truth.

I ended the incense and had a long talk with the baby girl.

The guilt, the reproach, and the regret of the mother who had left largely constituted the eighth part of the content.

He listened to her, hugged her, bored her, and comforted her without giving her any tiring tea.

2.

It was the gym where the statue of Yuan was taken to the next destination.

I've been working out most of my time alone so far, but I've had a comrade to join me a while back.

This is Han Seo-hyun.

Seo-hyun, who was enslaved in a pet, was given the right to exercise together... I'm just calling him bored to exercise alone.

In fact, as a pet, slavery, the title did not give much meaning to that classification as it did.

It's just the difference between a toy and a toy that you can play with a little harder.

Of course, in his playful classification, the difference would be paradise.

A normal person will finish the day by chewing on the preciousness of life after going to the article, but there is no other idea.

Recognizing human finiteness doesn't prevent muscle loss, does it?

"How long have you waited?"

"No, I just got here."

When Yoo Chan arrived at the gym, Seo-hyun was struck with a relieved face.

Seo-hyun, there is no way to exercise with Yoochan.

However, it was a pleasure to welcome him, so he became the eyes of the male members while waiting for him at the gym.

White leggings with black tee trousers and apricot bra tops that cling explicitly to the upper body.

This outfit, which was first worn today under the direction of the eunuchs, was so highly exposed that I didn't know what it was for.

Even if you try to stretch, your hips lose weight, and even if you try to use a machine, your tummy is flustered under your chest.

A costume that can be worn in a good women-only gym without paying attention to men's eyes.

The exposure of the clothing is also the exposure of Seo-hyun, who was completely out of shape to model, as she wandered around the gym in those clothes.

Everyone was busy looking at Seo-hyun while pretending to exercise.

However, as soon as he pretended to know Seo-hyun as expected, the men who were looking at her body turned their eyes and quickly avoided their gaze.

I can see Gigi, but Seo-hyun, who is just a woman, and the fear of euthanasia were different.

Men who looked at Seo-hyun with lustful eyes move the object to the Eucharist and send a gaze of hope and admiration.

Yuchan enjoyed his gaze for a moment.

When you get older, you get better at being childish.

It was not bad to be submerged in such a feeling of superiority.

"I know they all want to fuck you so badly."

"That's because you asked me to wear this."

Seo-hyun whispered a small whisper to Seo-hyun's ear and stared at the euphemism as if unfair.

I love the fact that others' gaze is unpleasant and I want to hide the axe marks by rubbing my legs.

After grasping Seo-hyun's buttocks tightly as if he was showing off around the dull antelope, Seo-hyun strikes his hand with a slap.

"Why?"

"... you see someone else...!"

Seo-hyun whispered low like a crooked cat.

As she said, all attention on this floor was focused on the senior couple.

"Everyone will be surprised to learn that such a wonderful girl can only get in bed with her back."

Once again, when she touched Seo-hyun's butt with a smile like a couple whispering love, she heard the sound of spitting all over the place.

Seo-hyun, a very small voice, looked around who would listen to the words of the eunuch.

"... don't say that outside."

I pretend to be poor, but surprisingly I don't seem to realize it.

Yoochan told Seo-hyun the shocking truth.

"Seo-hyun, do you know that?"

"What's wrong?"

"You have a habit of breaking your left lower lip when you're excited."

Seo-hyun was amazed at the words of Yoochan and touched his mouth.

I feel the slightest pain left in my lips that I've been biting for a long time.

"No way, don't lie."

The reason for self-loathing is already overwhelming.

I didn't want to add up to the fact that I was excited by being the gaze of dirty men.

This time, the eunuch subtly twists the angle and pushes his hand between Seohyun's crotch so that it can't be seen anywhere.

Squeeze over leggings with your fingertips and wrap your entire pussy in the palm of your hand.

"I've already had this hot fever. It's a white leggings, and if you chew it, it's all gonna be fine."

It wasn't bullshit to humiliate Seo-hyun.

In fact, every time you shrug a pair of leggings against your pussy, you hear a damp cloth pouring on your skin.

Seo-hyun is wet now.

"Hey, let go of me."

Seo-hyun also knew that.

I didn't realize it until now because I was so nervous, but the moment Eugene rubbed his hand on my pussy,

I could feel choking tears in my vagina.

At least it was lucky that there wasn't much tea outside yet.

"Well, it's not bad."

I feel like Seohyun's exposure assistant play has been shining.

I easily eliminated Song Mi-young without having to spend two hard times, but I can't believe I got this much effort.

This month's horoscope may be good.

Anyways, someone might notice that they're sticking around too long.

Yoochan let Seo-hyun go at the right time.

Seo-hyun looks alternately at her body and her euphemism with a confused expression.

"Let's get some exercise."

After that, each was a tripartite exercise auction.

Today is George's day for the lower body.

Don't they say that a man's pride comes from his lower body?

Near the sweating dairies, Seo-hyun was jostling and chopping.

Seo-hyun, who is usually not that far away from the eunuch, hovers around without leaving him for now.

If you fall on him a little, it's because the sticky gaze is entangled without covering your buttocks, chest or stomach.

"Don't do that, you come and squat. I'll take care of the posture."

"What? No."

Of course, Seo-hyun had a strong mood that he didn't like.

A pair of white leggings that can be worn while you're still walking.

I don't know what will happen if I squat my ass back.

However, Seo-hyun stood in front of the eunuch, who had no choice but to poke his hand in the mirror. [Reviewing] Underlying

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