Devil Teacher

1.

Eugene snorted his sighs as he passed through the hallway with the living room to the bed.

"Ah..."

Her brassiere was rolling on a bed that wasn't properly cleaned.

His pair of panties are also left crooked at the bathroom door.

"Ah.. Why is that there.. Hehe.. I forgot. Sam, wait a minute."

If it were you, I would have waited for the dinner and cleaned the room.

I've been losing my mind lately, and I've been drinking.

I felt embarrassed and wanted to die because I made this mistake in front of my teacher.

"The room is a little dizzy. I'm going to do room service..."

Eugene took Huddak's underwear and threw it into a carrier in the corner.

I just wanted to show you how cute and pretty you are, but you've been ruining it since the pasture.

You don't think he left it there on purpose, do you?

I thought it would be good to have a relationship with the eunuch teacher, but I didn't want to look openly seductive.

I was afraid that I would think she was a cheap woman.

"It's okay, you can do it."

"Right? Hehehe. Drink in the living room."

"Yes."

Originally, I was thinking of drinking beer next to a bedroom window with a night view, but I was going to change it.

But I thought I was being neat. Strangely enough, when I came in with you, there was no such thing as a pig.

Eugene hurriedly came out of the living room, dragging Eugene's wrist.

I have already enjoyed luxurious course cuisine.

However, Eugene set the mistresses on the table because the drinks were set aside.

Eugene leans on the couch to grab a can of beer after taking off the hoodie he was wearing as an outerwear.

"Oh, yeah, I'll adjust the lights. If you're going to drink, make yourself at home!"

"Oh, that's okay."

After leaving only the spare lights on the remote, the atmosphere was perfect.

The combination of darkness and halogen has some stability and skin looks good, so I have confidence.

Eugene had been feeling a foreign body hanging under his chin.

I am happy and happy to have time with him.

Every time, the sadness that oppressed him seemed to ask questions little by little.

"Do you deserve to be so happy? 'In this way.

However, Eugene borrowed his energy to push bad ideas.

I don't want to think about anything right now.

I wanted to feel the happiness of this moment that I had only drawn in my dreams.

"Cheers!"

I bought five cans of imported beer with a promotion of 10,000 won.

Eugene and Eugene lightly faced the can and squeezed the beer.

"I can't believe you and I had a drink at the hotel. It's something very strange."

"Why?"

"You're not surprised? Me and, uh, no one, but there's two of them."

Sullenda.

In the dark light with a long-loved euthanasian teacher, it's also in the hotel! Alone! I can't believe you drank beer!

Beer is sweet.

I felt like I was shitting my mind even though I was drinking.

"The bar used to be a room."

"Enough. Tear out the Rat Pona."

Whether it's unnoticed or deliberately avoiding these topics.

Even if you try your best to make a point, Eucharist naturally plays the subject without any awkward colors.

In fact, Eugene was already on his mind.

To be his woman tonight.

However, once contraception was a very important issue, I succeeded in buying a condom without being seen by the teacher.

I didn't know what was best because it was all written in Japanese, so I bought three of the most expensive ones.

Fortunately, he solved it unnoticeably well, but I didn't expect to make check-in in the meantime...

As Eugene, who had intended to take him out of his room by using Bilmie as a reminder that the time was too late, was a working variable.

Whatever happens, you grab an excuse and you sleep in the same room.

If you sleep in the same bed, dig into his arms and tell him you sleep on the couch, he will come to the couch.

Never meant for him to sleep separately in a suite.

The problem is that Eugene has never had this type of experience.

I don't think I'm going to make any progress just because I'm drinking like this.

I don't know how to move on to the next step.

However, he was embarrassed to speak frankly and worried that he would think badly of himself.

So it was very difficult to pick a horse.

"Sir, do you have a girlfriend now?"

For now, I kept trying to turn the topic this way.

No matter how much he talked to the same man on the other side and drank more, something changed his mind.

Eugene began to mobilize information such as drama, especially American drama, and romance novels he saw as a child.

"Ah."

It was Seo-hyun who first remembered Eugene in the groaning of euthanasia.

Though I think I broke my heart with the teacher, the most uncomfortable topic between the two was Han Seo-hyun, the perverted ex-friend.

"Sam, I don't care about any of that anymore. I just, I just asked."

"Not now. I was afraid you'd misunderstand, but it was nothing to do with her. I almost broke up right away."

However, Han Seo-hyun confessed that he was a lesbian with my mouth and seduced Yujin because he didn't want to be taken away.

Seo-hyun, who was going to use him to eat anyway, expected that he would not leave until he made serious progress.

Fucking bitch.

It creeps me out to be a friend of such a madman and to be next to him for over a decade.

"I know there's nothing wrong with you."

In comparison, the teacher is a silver man who is so powerful even in a short relationship of less than a year.

I didn't know it was absurd to compare the two.

"Anyway, actually, I really appreciate Eugene."

"Yes? What?"

"This is not an easy decision to make in a hotel."

This is it.

Eugene bursts into tears as the story unfolds.

I think I understand why you let me in here so soon.

Even Eugene knew what it meant to grab a hotel room and drink alcohol at an ambitious night.

However, he still sees himself as a child, so he's only getting nervous because he doesn't have a single color.

"That's how much Eugene believes in me. What, did you think it was safe? No, forget this. Something's wrong."

I sang a totally weird song.

"Ha, ha, ha... yes."

"I don't know if I'm being treated like this for nothing. You don't have to worry. I'll be back in the room I booked in time."

Eugene choked on his beer because his neck burned for nothing.

Was he this frustrated?

On the other hand, Eugene did not know why he suddenly became like a ghost, even though he did not speak.

I needed to change the operation for more than this.

Even if time passes like this, there seems to be no possibility that the conversation will go in the direction Eugene wants.

What am I supposed to do?

Do I have to hold my hand, or do I have to stamp my back, or do I have to stamp my lips?

Maybe the teacher is also caring.

It's been a while since my mother passed away, so I might pretend that I have the same heart and don't know.

But Eugene wanted him.

I want him by my side.

I don't want to fall asleep crying alone tonight.

I wanted him to take me to an unknown world I've never experienced before.

In doing so, Eugene was confident that he could do anything if there was a slight reduction in grief.

Eugene, who was thinking like this, came up with a good idea.

"Oh, it's so hot. I've been drinking before, but I think I'm sweating. Can I wash my face?"

Eugene looked at his outfit late.

Why haven't you noticed?

You can't catch his heart by wearing a kimohud tee with no colored jeans.

"Coming to wash?"

After seeing Yuan raise his head, his chest sat down for a while.

So, isn't it suggestive of having sex right after the storm that lovers say they're going to wash up when they go to the hotel?

I think it's too open-minded.

"Well, it's just so hot. Ha! It's hot... Why is it so hot..."

The worst happing happened to Eugene who stood up to hide the panic.

Tuck, tuck, tuck.

The sound of a small paperbox falling on the table totals three times.

It's a black hare with a mottled rabbit, a mint heart, and 001.

The condom that I left in the hood's pocket ran away in a rush of freedom.

Eugene's gaze was also on the table.

"Arghhhh...! Hiiyap...!"

Eugene slipped the condom box a few times like the master of the Yarvoy and juggled it a few times, recovering brilliantly and putting it back into his pocket.

"What is that?"

"Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I wanted to make excuses, but I couldn't make excuses.

If you weren't drunk, would you come up with a slightly plausible excuse?

That can't be right.

No matter how stupid it was, I would have noticed what the box, shape, and logo were for.

Then he left him alone and found out what he bought at the convenience store.

Do you think there's a good excuse right now?

I just can't figure out why this is in my pocket.

I wanted to give up everything.

"I bought it because I thought it was bubble gum... I guess I got drunk and saw it wrong."

This is the best excuse I've ever made.

His full imagination was lamentable.

I couldn't see his face.

What do you think of a girl who snuck up on a condom to flirt with an associative teacher first?

She was completely ignorant of oppressive mother's education and reason, and was reasonably conservative; she was not as relieved as a prisoner who had been wronged.

I don't know if it's because of a reprisal for a mother who's more impolite than a dizzy uncle.

There was some prejudice that the ideal woman for her should be pure, calm, and serene.

It was also one of the reasons that her dating experience, which she had only experienced indirectly, was overly focused on feminine romance.

Thus, he also hid the fact that he had bought a condom before fully noticing what his intentions were.

"Eugene, wash up and come."

You don't believe me, do you? I really got it wrong. "

When embarrassment and shame reached the pole, and even the drunkenness that made my head wink, I burst into tears as if my head was broken.

I didn't buy it wrong. I wanted to sleep with you today.

Liquor mouth lies.

"It's okay, so wash up and come."

Yuchan got up from his seat and hugged Yujin, who was sniffing.

Eugene knows that he is only crying because he is ashamed, but the sadness of losing someone he loves is the same.

I had no intention of using Eugene's volatile emotional outfit as a problem.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I can't stop because I'm crying."

"Sorry about what? Eugene, look here."

Like a child who was angry with his mother, he lightly supported Eugene's jaw tips, stealing his wrist and wiped his eyes with an elongated hand, and gazed at her.

"Sniff, sniff."

"Eugene, I believe you. No matter what you say, I'll believe you."

As if they were shaped just before kissing each other for a long time.

"Sam, thank you for believing me."

It is not a euphemism to be deceived by an obvious lie.

Moreover, it is not a situation that can be spontaneously ignorant.

If Eugene were normal, it would be a funny and awkward little accident, but suddenly he could get a little plus for tears.

"I'm going to wash up. I don't think that's weird. Seriously."

"Yeah, well, I'm gonna smoke for a second."

Eugene, who said he would be out while washing, had a sad face.

Hotel room As a cashier who knew I was quitting smoking, it was a choice to earn smoking time, not to care about her.

"Sam!"

The moment Eugene wears his shoes, Eugene's head comes out of the doorway of the bedroom.

The clavicle just took off its outer garment and the brassiere strap was evenly visible.

There was a red alcoholic energy rising like a speck all over Pojan's skin.

"Thank you."

"Well, with this. Wash it carefully."

Yuchan left the hotel room with a small greeting. [Reviews] Isn't that why you're so big?

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