Devil Teacher

1.

It was the expected result.

Eugene and Yuchan attracted the attention of the flourishing travellers.

Yuchan is an adult in his late 20s to early 30s, and the reason he wore a scarf on his uniform is because he is a full-time high school student.

It was natural that the two of them were holding hands on the street.

Compared to the unmated daisies, Eugene lays his hands in the middle to see if the gaze has become burdensome.

"You want me to hold your hand?"

"I looked at him more than I thought... and I was freaking out. Hehe..."

I can't believe a couple my age is so serious.

I feel it every time, but I like to be mischievous.

In the end, Eugene and Eugene, who were compromised by walking so close that their hands were touching each other, stopped by the curtain house for dinner.

I also know that Eugene's taste in delicious things is like Mr. Eun-gyung's taste.

I liked dessert like a girl of that age, but it tasted pretty hairy when it came to meals.

I like noodles more than pasta, and basil more than salad.

Maybe it's because I've always been fed Eugene and fat lately.

"Here's the basic 30-minute weighting. We're lucky today."

The interior is shabby and narrow compared to the number of guests.

However, the shallowness somehow doubled the flavor of the curd.

Eugene takes off his scarf, wraps it in a plastic pack and puts it in a chair.

As soon as I sat down, I ordered a bottle of soju and four assorted curtains.

"My store doesn't sell liquor when there's a minor at the table."

"I'm an adult! Here."

Eugene shows her identity card confidently to Alba who came to dance.

The ink of civil unrest was so new that it would not dry up. It went on for four thousand years without doubting the picture.

Shortly after, a sharp curly skull and soju with eggs came out first.

"Have another drink? Then you're fat."

"I'm going to start working out sooner or later. And now I'm going to show you under my clothes, and I have to take care of it."

Yujin lowers his voice and gracefully goes to Soju, and he raises a glass of wine to Yuan.

Yuchan looked at the drink for a while.

I didn't want to hit the chops for nothing, so I even followed the curly house, but I need to eat soju.

This is also calorie.

It gave me a day's rest. I didn't want to eat a delicious curly soju, even though I liked it.

"I'll put up a drink!"

"Yeah, keep up."

But in the end, I decided to move on to her four-year-old.

Eugene, who even received the liquor that Yuan followed, toasted.

The first glass is emptied in accordance with Eugene's spirit of one shot.

"You said you'd be home soon, right? When?"

"Well... I'll sort it out a little later."

"I thought about it. I don't like eating like this. We should eat at home."

Eugene's decision to go back was not specifically due to a big change in her mood.

I just thought that my daily life without a mother got a little used to it.

But most of all, he was convinced that he would like the penthouse.

I still live together in a hotel room, but I wanted a home for two.

Anyway, Eugene's own calculation is a decision.

"Sam, will you stay in that house?"

"If it's okay with you, it's good for me."

Eugene nodded his head nicely, and Eugene filled the empty cup of Eucharist with a look of goodness.

"Heh, you were thinking well. I love my house. I was surprised when I brought all my friends from school."

"It's a penthouse, I'd be surprised."

During a small conversation, the curly curtains and accessories ended the superbee.

Eugene swallows the saliva and roasts the curd with tongs and scissors.

"Sam, I'm a real curly egg. The curly curtains are usually good to burn a little."

And when he had received it, he emptied the cup of wine, and emptied the two bottles of soju, and the curtain, and ate it with the roasted rice.

As a euphemism, I didn't intend to eat more, so I wipe my mouth with a paper towel.

"Sam."

"Huh?"

"You know how much I'm grateful to you?"

I've heard a lot.

I also recited it a few dozen times a day during Eugene's most difficult time in the past.

But very recently, it was a word that was barely in my mouth.

Why did she start this conversation all over again?

"There's only one person I can trust and rely on."

"Yes, thank goodness. Because I'm empowered."

If Eugene's previous remarks had been by pure appreciation, this time he was close to revealing his weaknesses.

I'm counting on you alone.

I'm just looking at you like this.

Without you, I'm so weak.

In this way.

Eugene may have been unconscious, but it stimulated the male's protective instincts and conscience.

If the eunuch had been a man of general sentiment, he would have felt the extreme guilt of conscience at the time of cheating.

If he had been a little more proper there, he would have stopped going outside.

Buy favours from compassion, honesty and right from guilt.

I don't know what anyone else would think, but it was foolish.

If the person who identified Eugene's weakness is indifferent to the appeal of emotion, the weakness is no more than the tail to use.

This is the case now.

Yuchan saw Eugene.

Eugene also looked at Eugene for a while.

"Should I wake up?"

"Yes!"

Eugene burst into a slightly heavier atmosphere and ran to the counter to finish the calculation.

Eugene's gaze touched one alley while walking the streets together, taking back the scarf that was rolled up in the plastic bag.

"Uh, do you remember here?"

"Why do you want to jump in again?"

"Oh, really."

Eugene's tension with alcohol was slightly higher.

I'm not completely drunk yet, but my cheeks give me a feeling of upliftment.

The place Eugene mentioned was the entrance to the alley where Yuchan beat up the rogue ship and Kim Hyun-woo earlier this year.

It was also where Eugene, who was drunk, ran away because he didn't give her a cigarette.

"Even at this time, it was really cool that you helped me. I think I have eyes on people."

"Where are you going?"

"Wouldn't you like to go in and take a look? I'm afraid I won't be able to get in here alone, even if I travel a lot."

I wonder what the slum is that takes over the trade.

But moderation is important.

As Yuchan judges, it was time to accept Eugene's youthfulness.

So that Eugene would prefer this side, wouldn't he?

"Yes, I'll take the lead instead, so follow me slowly."

It's a dark alley. It's South Korea.

I didn't have a gun, and I didn't want to be hit by a bunch of goons playing with it on a hot day.

A guided tour of Eugene's back alley began.

2.

"Ohh! Ohh..."

The back alley is less attractive.

People living in officetels around here prefer to go back to the alley rather than the shortcut.

It may be natural to think of this alley as 99 if there are 100 places that secondary school students nearby are drawn to when they are ripped open.

"I really feel like Apocalypse."

"Don't get too excited. Walk under your feet carefully."

"Yes!"

Because the narrow building walls worked like soundproof walls, the noises of the bustling buzzer didn't even permeate.

An alleyway flashing under a blinking streetlight lasts as long as the cat's footsteps are heard.

In the meantime, the excitement of Eugene's snoring.

"It's called graffiti, right? But can I lock it on the exterior of someone else's building?"

"Well, it's all ruined anyway."

"I don't think I've drawn much."

Eugene's admiration was strongly agreed.

There is still a lot of debate about whether graffiti is art or not, but the paintings here were pathetically uncool.

"How far are you going?"

"Just a little more. I feel like I'm on a trip."

If you're a nomadic traveler, you'll never get into this dark alley, but...

I stepped into the depths where I had never been before, avoiding the stretched leaflets and the mysterious vintages of high water.

Eugene looked behind the stars as he was about to get irritated by the smell of mold and rotten water.

"Sam."

"Huh?"

"I have a gift for you."

"Suddenly?"

I was so excited.

It's not a special day, it's not something important.

Even if I had a surprise present, I could not bear to imagine that Yu Chan would be happy. I gave a surprise, not a surprise.

Eugene smiled at the doubtful euphemism and went through Mai's pockets.

"Here."

A simple gift box.

In a paperboard box with only one palm, there was a ribbon that crossed the lid and it was very light.

Do you mean open it here if you don't have a nickname?

"Can I see it now?"

"Yep!"

Eugene stubbornly replies, "I didn't want to lift my heel," and squirms her fingers.

Yuchan opened the lid of the gift box with a smile.

What was there was a tightly folded panty.

Women's panties in exquisite white and mint.

"Hehe..."

"What is this?"

Eugene, with a surprising expression of euphoria, seems very fond.

Eugene, who was embarrassed by the prevalent smile, opens her mouth.

"These are the pants I was wearing until two hours ago."

If it was two hours ago...

It's about time we bought a scarf together at the department store.

Eugene, who stopped by the bathroom for a while, took off her panties and wrapped them in her hand.

Of course, Eucharist was not a person who felt sexually attracted to a particular garment.

But Eugene dragged me all the way to this shitty back alley to show me the panties I just took off...

"Bam!"

Eugene grabs the toes of his uniform and opens wide.

The lightweight black stockings reveal Eugene's slender legs and at the same time I see myself under the gloomy streetlight, even her lower half wearing nothing but stockings.

Surprisingly, Eugene, by his will, was eating together in a Novotel costume and wandering the streets.

With the idea that only the euphemism will like it.

"I also asked Sam to wax it."

As she said, the stumps that had covered Eugene's vagina were neatly removed.

Eugene's appearance is adorable because she tries her best to be beautiful and not abandoned.

I was planning to give her a little light again today because it made her anxious for about a day.

I can't believe Eugene got here first.

"Why, I'm just looking at you... say something..."

Eugene, whose skirt was widely spread, asks in a crawling voice, as if Gigi had died in response to a eucharistic response without any answer.

I think it's a puppy who thinks he's doing something wrong.

"Eugene is amazing. I want to prepare for this event for me."

The fact that I was meeting with Seo-hyun was also scheduled for some time.

I also unblocked the reception that I had originally wanted to make when I met Eugene, and I didn't turn off the Katok notification.

If the result is this, it has yielded more than expected.

Eugene and Eugene were naturally entangled.

Eugene, who has always had a sharp foot, kisses with his arms around his neck.

Again, this place is rare.

If I come this deep, I will come one or two times a day.

Therefore, they exchanged saliva stickily without needing to see anyone else's eyes.

The hand of Eugene naturally digs under his skirt and grabs Eugene's butt.

A marmalade and plump ball feather that goes beyond a crusty stocking.

Eugene, who was kissing, screamed small.

"Ugh! Your hands are so cold!"

Eugene, rubbing his nose and smiling, reaches out and grabs the eucalyptus object.

An object that is already solid has aroused Eugene's excitement.

"I'm not a naughty kid. I'm doing this because I'm Sam."

"I know."

Eugene's gaze sweeps through the alley.

If you thought you'd be so happy, would you have done it sooner?

Somehow, I feel excited all the way here.

I was just gonna show you this and go back to the hotel and spend the night, but...

"If Sam says so, he'll go anywhere and give it to you."

Eugene, who deliberately whispered a nasty word he might have liked, dragged his wrist and stepped a little deeper.

More precisely, it's a place where you don't accidentally encounter people when you have outdoor sex.

"So you're going to love me more?"

Many women who had been enslaved by euthanasia asked the same question.

What does love have to say?

The answer to that question was always the same, although nothing was yet confirmed.

"Absolutely."

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