Devil Teacher

1.

Glug! Glug!

Mary's cute yogi is starting to flinch.

I've already made a mistake once.

Nevertheless, the fear of death squeezes the bladder and spills out the incontinent urine stem on the bathroom floor like a full-dose water gun.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

Mary unwittingly looks down at the strap on her neck.

At first it was a broad loop and then, at the end of repeated rotations, I put on a pair of sneaker straps that turned into the ropes of the shift.

Drills were still spinning at a bitter rate in front of the eyes.

However, the sneaker strap is no longer tightened.

In the first place, the daisies simply put the sneaker strap across the driver's inserts.

At first, the rope that served as a good snare did not withstand the strong turning force and escaped.

Mary, who sensed death immovably, realized it later.

At that moment, the power of the limbs is lost.

The feeling of helplessness that struck the whole body like a dead body would have quickened Mary if she hadn't been pressing her hand.

"What a surprise. No way I'm gonna kill a cute Maria."

"Hiccup... Hiccup..."

Yuchan throws the motorized driver behind his back.

The look Mary saw at the last moment.

Her fine face, which intuited death, was filled with horror.

Surprisingly, it was not particularly ecstatic or thrilling.

But I don't feel bad that the pieces that went against me are looking for a place.

I feel like I'm refreshing myself in the right way.

"I can't believe I urinate twice this age. Maria needs a diaper, too."

"Ah... Ah, ha..."

With Mary still missing the horse door, the eunuch adjusted the temperature of the shower.

I just take my arm off Mary for a moment, and she slips and squats on the floor.

I didn't even have the strength to stand.

"I heard what Mary said. It's the same oath to be a good boy, right? You saved my life as you asked."

"Ugh, yes... yes... Mary is a good listener..."

I don't have a gun in my eyes.

The pupils who turned blurry were just shining a dazzling light.

The time given to her to recover from the chaos was too short.

The eunuch began to wash Mary without saying anything else.

Mary has a pretty face and a quite appetizing body, but that doesn't mean she's even a lovely feces.

Immediately, the smell of scented bodywash covered the smell of cold sweat and tingling, and Mary fell on her head and accepted the touch of dainties like a doll.

You can pluck your tits, you can pluck your nipples off the tips with your fingers.

There is no color to resist or reject.

I wonder if I'm doing it right by leaving without resisting.

I didn't put any extra pressure on it with Billy.

Stress management is very important for early pregnant women, so be considerate of it.

Once again, suicide has only chopped me to pieces so I can't think of a bad idea.

Mary, who has learned the value of life, will live boldly in the future.

It's a pleasure.

The eunuch, who took out a towel and wiped the water, dragged Mary to bed.

On the floor of the room there is still a puddle of water she made.

She wiped her body with a hand-washed towel to remove the urine that Mary bore in the middle of the room.

I thought of Mary, who would wipe her own piss with her own hands, and tears came out of her eyes.

As I mentioned earlier, this is just as good as it gets.

This anomaly is an unnecessary stimulus and only breaks the toy down quickly.

"So, have you calmed down?"

"Yes... Dad."

Mary, who was brave, brave, and rebellious enough to impress the eunuchs.

It doesn't make any sense now.

Why, even the twin tails that stretched without energy more than usual multiplied her humility.

"Actually, I was preparing a wonderful party for Maria. We'll all get together tomorrow and have fun."

"Thank you... for..."

Mary shed tears expressionlessly.

Now I seem to have forgotten how to express my feelings.

The eunuch wipes her tears with a loving voice.

"Don't be so deliberate. Maria would have reflected, so I'll come back and let her stay. You don't have to be in a hotel this time."

"Really...?"

Maria, who had a significant response for the first time.

I felt empowered just by hearing that this basement was a boring space for her.

"Yeah, I'll take you home when the party's over tomorrow. But if you do it again.. You know?"

Yuchan scratches his hand like he holds a pistol in front of her.

Mary hurriedly nodded.

I didn't even want to recall the moment I saw death in front of my nose.

The sprout of resistance is gone.

Definitely more intense than ever.

If there is any regret, Mary herself has become a herbicide.

However, I never doubted that I would show myself energetic even if I slept one night and tomorrow.

One mission for her like that.

"Maria, I have work to do tomorrow."

"What is it?"

Mary snorted and asked.

I saw nervousness and anxiety from my fingers squirming on my knees.

"Naye's been too tricky these days. So I decided to put the sequence at the bottom of you."

"Yes?"

In fact, Mary is not very impressed.

If Naye were to be assigned as a new pet, the sequence would be lower, so there would be no change in the treatment of Mary.

"You've seen the hot taste of Naye too, haven't you?"

"Yes."

Mary replied in a small, depressing voice.

For a while, Naye encouraged me to be dedicated to the cactus of euthanasia.

That day, when all the slaves of the eunuchs gathered in this cellar, Naye treated Mary like an animal.

He imposes pain and humiliation, wields the power in his hands as he pleases, and wreaks havoc.

The demons-like video screening was Naye's proposal, so I said it.

But Mary had no particular bad feelings for Naye.

Even if you don't want to be humanely hated and acquainted, you don't feel violent hatred.

The result is that I know that the last one is another victim, so I've been halfway through it.

This means that Mary is in a state where no one can hate her.

To blame Nayena Harin or Seo-hyun, they're all victims.

He is too scary to resent and hate the eunuchs.

Mary's psychological status was very well known.

That is why the eunuchs were working on a proper watering advance.

so that the hatred that had been invisibly accumulated in Mary's heart could be transmitted to Naye.

"So I want you to be well trained tomorrow. You'd be good at it."

Kim Maria nods reluctantly.

I wasn't worried.

There is also inertia in violence and sadism.

Even the things you hesitate to do at first can be done surprisingly without any resistance.

Of course, the euphemism was born, and I've never felt hesitant...

"Was there?"

"Yes?"

María, who is amazed by the loneliness of her idyllic words.

Most of the time, when he spoke to himself, a lot of bad things happened, so it was a reflective act.

After questioning the interstellar atmosphere, Yoochan placed Mary one more time and headed to the second floor to see Seo-hyun again.

2.

Seo-hyun was leaning on the couch and twisting his hair.

Today's eulogy is somewhat different.

He felt that his mind had also changed a little in keeping with such a euphoric behavior.

For the first time, I stood on an equal footing with him and gave him my heart.

The eunuch went out of the room to smoke like a runaway.

As far as Seo-hyun is concerned, it was not visible to anyone.

I see gaps that no one knows about.

Isn't it because Seo-hyun is that special to Yoo-chan?

Maybe you can count on it a little.

I liked it that way.

After five minutes, Euthanasia did not return until more than 20 minutes later appeared again in the library.

"How long have you waited?"

"Why are you smoking so long?"

"I had something to fix my mind about."

Yoochan did not give a proper answer to Seo-hyun's question.

Why she's more special.

Why she's more important.

And as soon as I got back, I said I'd fixed my heart.

Somehow it became the girl's feeling to confess and wait.

He denies it, and Seo-hyun looks at the eucharist with his eyes filled with expectation.

"So now you're answering me?"

He was cheerful.

I can't even feel a trace of the wandering I saw before.

A vivid voice that gets answers in itself.

Seo-hyun quietly waits for his answer.

The answer to that was eloquent.

"Of course, I just played around."

"... what?"

"I never imagined Seo-hyun would take this joke seriously."

Yu Chan walked and stood in front of Seo-hyun.

Ear on his eye.

In a joyfully raised voice, I felt a strange tension.

It's like I've been on drugs.

"Yes... you are..."

I didn't expect much in the first place.

Even if he cares about Seo-hyun with all his heart, it doesn't change much.

I look at myself like that, but the discourse that seems to have gone out of hand presses Seohyun's shoulders.

It was a stupid expectation.

He's usually this guy.

Yoochan digs next to Seo-hyun's sitting couch and sits in a furlough.

With her arms around her shriveled shoulders and a friendly smile.

"Because I'm being a little selfish next to you. I thought I was your boyfriend. Did you have a bad back?"

Because of its delicacy, it forcibly stabs the breast with the touch of a dairy dish that cannot be found even by the eyes.

Seo-hyun felt a terrible depression while lifting up his body so that his hands could dig easily like a habit.

Like laughing at all her illusions, a contemptuous euphemism stabbed Cook in the chest.

"Are you telling me Seo-hyun is a fucking lesbian with your mouth?"

"Ahhh... You calibrated it..."

Then, regardless of her heart, her nipples turn hard.

It was the nature of the circled female, who was forcibly renovated.

"Was it? I heard Eugene stare at the picture before he saw it."

Seo-hyun's brow frowned with a sore corner.

Seo-hyun was going to masturbate by looking at Eugene's picture only today.

He was aware that he had broken down somewhere, as if he had been torn apart.

Yoochan, who looked carefully at Seo-hyun's face, took off Seo-hyun's clothes with a big smile.

Take off the majestic aerial jumper first and take off the white sweatshirt, leaving only the black brassiere.

"Actually, I was with Baby Jin before I went to see you."

"Yes?"

I already know that Eugene has completely fallen into his hands.

Why are you saying this?

The answer could be analogized by his subsequent words.

"Eugene prepared an event for me today, and you know what he did?"

"What...?"

"I went to the waxing shop and became a manly pussy, just like Seo-hyun. And I'm wearing a uniform. Ever since you called, he thinks you and I have had an unhealthy relationship."

I know.

Even when Seo-hyun told the truth over the phone, Eugene did not believe Seo-hyun's words.

He was close to Dorian photosensitivity, doubting his relationship with Yoohyun Seo-hyun.

"That's why you want to hold me somehow. Take her to the back alley and ask her to get pregnant."

"......"

"What's wrong with your reaction? No fun?"

A very short illusion.

Seohyun's unmistakable illusion that he might understand a man named Chan was shattered.

It regains its coolness as the head that lost its sense of reality cools down.

I can see the relationship between the two people who have been twisted from the beginning again.

"That doesn't sound like much fun."

"It can't be fun."

It would not be pleasant for a friend to hear the reality of being ruined by the hands of a rapist.

Seo-hyun replied in a loud voice, and Yoo-chan took off her brassiere like that.

Fleshy marks on the wire over the white slaughter.

The piercing reflected by the stand light flickers alternately.

"It's okay, keep listening. I'm funny."

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