Devil Teacher

1.

Knives with fat sticks should be handled well.

The prepared cooking preparations were wrapped, sealed and placed in the refrigerator, cleaned thoroughly with a knife, and placed on a dryer.

"Well done."

"... you too."

Seo-hyun's expression that still doesn't know what it is and his wandering attitude.

I already knew that Seo-hyun's heart was broken a lot.

If I could hold a woman by my hand, I would actually do most of what I tell her to do.

He was a first-class doll.

Stretch the thread and let the human dance to the fingertips.

I felt a kind of affection when I saw the women transforming into what I wanted.

Like the sentiment of a craftsman who sees a piece of the ball for a long time.

Of course, the human mind is more complex than the puppet's joints.

It takes a long time of skill and skill to groom others' emotions to my liking.

Continuing oppression and abuse sometimes spurred in unwanted directions, so today's euphemism loosened Seohyun's reality.

The tension in the thread that restrains her reaches the limit and releases her appropriately when she makes a snarling sound.

Receive light, forgive, and show self-esteem.

It would be a shocking feeling for Seo-hyun, who had been treated so harshly that he was so close to torture.

As expected, Seo-hyun felt extremely confused.

Confusion makes it difficult to think of it as bad.

By now, she will be favoring the euphoria at the same time as an unknown raw emotion.

It is not easy to absurd from an objective perspective.

Forget all the evil that has been done so far and keep a few kind words in your heart.

In this way, the human mind is misdesigned.

"Let's go up. Let's take a break."

"Yes..."

Seo-hyun no longer had any doubts about Yoo-chan's kind attitude.

No matter how much he doubted his justification, he knew nothing, so he quickly folded it.

However, I felt an unknown warmth in the sweet voice of Eucharist and the gentle digging of my back.

It is as if you are holding a feather pillow.

Seo-hyun came to the mansion several times with the help of the eunuch, a room he had never seen.

The library on the second floor.

It's dusty and tidy compared to the first floor lobby.

There are hundreds of books in the bookshelf, and two sofas face each other at the sunniest window.

It's dark now, but it's only about moonlight.

"Where is this place?"

"Sometimes when Mary listens to you, she brings you back. We're having a party here tomorrow."

It's a party in the book. It may sound strange, but if you actually see this room, you'll change your mind.

I thought I could put tons of dishes on the table because it was quite spacious in an antique atmosphere.

The eunuch walks to the couch and turns on a reading stand fixed behind the couch.

It is a convenient object to see without turning on the entire room when buried like a comfy couch.

Seo-hyun's day was as hard as it used to be.

After exercising alone, he took two feet off the alleyway, stopped by the grocery store and finished preparing for the meal tomorrow.

I felt exhausted because I had never moved so diligently recently.

I need a break.

"Don't stand there, bring me a book. Or are you tired?"

"I don't read books."

"You're building up the food in Kim's heart. This is an example of Maria."

In a slender pincup, Seo-hyun picked out two books from the bookshelf.

One gave it to the eunuch, sitting on the couch like the eunuch, and turned on the stand.

How long have you seen this book?

Seo-hyun recalls that he hasn't opened a book since high school except for magazine.

I began to read one letter at a time with a new sentiment.

As soon as he came to the library, Yuchan said he was delighted to smoke while reading a thick book.

Only the sound of the bookshelf crossing over curled the two of them, and about half an hour passed.

Despite that amount of time, Seo-hyun was not concentrating at all on the contents of the book.

As the time of silent thought approaches, the actions of today's euphoria have been regenerated from the head.

'You're more precious than she was before.'

'You're much more important to me.'

What Yuan said in the car.

To be as polite as possible, it is clear that mad dog ogles are ambassadors.

However, Seo-hyun felt creepy just thinking about the moment.

The scene of that moment that remained as strong as the stigma.

The eyes of the eunuchs, who were filled with lust as they spat,

You have a hot eye that seems to have pierced the middle of your body.

I still seemed to be burning my chest.

I hated what he said.

I was angry because I hated it and was unpleasant.

I was angry and confused.

I'm joking.

It wasn't a joke.

Seo-hyun was convinced.

The mask I took out was just a silly man, but the atmosphere at the time was never a joke.

"Hey..."

My heart rolls with a grunt.

I wanted to talk.

I wanted to take the truth out of his mouth and solve my curiosity.

"Why."

Cayenne stares at the ashtray with a cigarette on her face.

A thick face with the backlight of the stand and a line of moonlight flowing in.

Green cigarette smoke that twists around.

In this moonlight, his appearance is clearly toxic.

Seo-hyun avoided the sight without even knowing it.

If it had been just because I was scared and avoided, it was because of the difficulties I couldn't face now.

"You know what I said. In the car, not today... not that... yeah, yeah. What happened in the car."

"Are you asking questions and answering questions alone?"

Seo-hyun's attempts are unmatched.

I don't know what to say first.

Was it right to sort things out a little further?

Somehow I'm twisted.

Until I got my horse out, I had all the ghosts ready for the right line.

Seo-hyun opened the book and hid his face in embarrassment.

"Pretend you don't know why. What you said in the car today. Do you remember?"

"I don't remember."

Choking Seo-hyun.

When I look at his answer, I definitely remember correctly.

I notice that I have to wait to get this out myself.

"All of it, you did it to me. I think I'm more important than her."

"I did."

"I'm not just curious. Is that real? I didn't mean to ask."

Seo-hyun, who crawled behind him, immediately regretted saying, 'I have no idea.'

'I have no other idea,' he said.

Can't you see I have a completely different idea?

Yuchan puts the bookmarks on the couch and lies completely on his back and twists his arms.

"Why do you wonder that?"

After relaxing, he marches towards Seo-hyun.

In the first place, it was close enough to reach your feet.

Seo-hyun carefully puts down the book that covered his face and looks at his face.

"What are you really going to do? You want me to make a confession?"

The blatant laughter of Seo-hyun felt that it was not necessary to shrink.

If it had been the way it was, I would have ended the conversation with saying that it was nothing at all.

But not today.

I wanted to hear his answer to the end.

"No, I will never forgive you."

"I never asked you for forgiveness. I have to get what I want and play with what I get."

"I know."

I know.

It is his nature that he has watched many times without having to reveal himself by mouth.

A pure desire that made me feel helpless, a few times.

At last, Seo-hyun, standing in front of that desire, who had been watered down to Seo-hyun, thought that he wanted to run away.

"I know, but I don't know. Why you told me you were precious. I want to hear what I said was more important."

Half a year of being bullied by him and wishing him all the best.

Seo-hyun stood on an equal footing with him for the first time.

There was a man standing.

He covets everything he wants, and even if the end is doomed, he becomes a man who sprints again and again.

I threw my eyes at an eye that I had never really guessed and looked at a human being who was a eunuch, not a demon for the first time.

I could not feel the transparent, cool eyes that seemed to pierce through my chest, nor the intimidation that seemed to break my heart.

It was a man who saw the fog of terror that had swelled in his head.

A man who was severely deficient and lacking somewhere.

"Even if it was a joke you made to make fun of me, wouldn't there be a handful of sincerity in it? I think that's what I want to know."

"What if it's mixed?"

The relationship between the two will remain unchanged.

The past cannot be liquidated and the wounds and distorted indulgence he left will remain in his heart.

Seo-hyun smiled.

I couldn't bear it without laughing at my own sage and childlike naivety.

"A little, maybe I can forgive you."

Seo-hyun shrugged his cheeks and wiped his tears with his back.

The euphemism was unresponsive.

Frowns faintly and scratches his fingers, rubbing cigarettes in his mouth.

That was the first euphemism Seo-hyun had ever seen.

It's frustrating. I feel uncomfortable wanting to get out of here right away.

"I'll have a cigarette."

I never thought I'd leave at this time.

Seo-hyun disappeared somewhere with a cigarette with no room to drink.

2.

Fast down the squeaking wooden stairs, the eucalyptus sweeps up its head.

'So I feel sorry for you.'

West Sea.

"Are you running away? '

Shinlin.

"Sir, can't you just abandon me? All right? '

Why not?

And Han Seo Hyun a little while ago.

'A little, maybe I can forgive you.'

I'm tired of my head.

Emotions you shouldn't feel.

unnecessary, irrational,

Misdesigned emotions.

Hot emotions soaring beneath the bust and belly, as if they were congestive, were unpleasant to the eunuchs.

Unnecessary things that you do not want or ask for often come to you when you do not want them and stick them in your heart as you wish.

I've never been obsessed with this notion before.

I killed him coldly if I didn't have to. I threw it away the moment I bit even the ball collections.

I broke the bones of the same human being and swallowed my flesh, but I felt no emotion.

I was born like this, so it was natural.

At what point did it change?

I know for sure.

The biggest failure I've ever encountered since I was born and the only mistake in my life.

West Sea.

It's that little girl.

She planted something.

The 'what' that grew in the shadows of everyday life left a crack in my heart that was at some point too strong to stretch out roots and stems.

Even the euphemism that I have seen so far has not been taken for granted.

the fact that something is going wrong.

The euphemism is not a struggle to find emotions, like the psychopaths in human drama.

I gave up such a ridiculous role.

There's only one thing he doesn't want.

Sitting on a throne of sheep, savoring to their last point.

This was not possible.

Pride did not allow himself to be intoxicated and whispered, just for a brief act of kindness.

Everything must be under proper control.

There was no exception.

Yuchan opened the hatch in the basement.

Open the thick iron door and enter.

The plan was all compact.

Mary did not react when she heard the lock go back.

I don't feel her popularity when I run in front of the toilet as cold as usual and have been subjected to a masturbation or pussy test.

Tick!

The eucalyptus lit the fire with a rough gesture.

Measures to be brightened.

On an idyllic bed with a mottled décor.

One blanket is stone-dried.

Needless to say, it's Kim Maria who flipped the blanket over her head.

It's enough to fix the contravention.

I never would have come this far if I had dealt with it with complete numbness before the fragility of the gallows was parasitized.

I needed an excuse to cut off my weakness.

It's time to go back to the old days.

The material appeared before my eyes. [Reviews] Asperger, Kawana Misaki, thank you for your support.

Yoochan's been too young lately, hasn't she?

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