Dragon’s Legacy

Laroline

Wednesday was the day of the English Language II conversation with Eunji.

When he entered the class, he thought about what he would look like and what conversations he would have.

When you confess, if it's different or full, it's usually awkward, so you look away from each other and the relationship becomes distant. But I didn't want to feel awkward with Eunji or end the relationship like this. However, it wasn't that I wanted to use magic tricks to steal the silver that I like other men, but I just wanted to get along normally.

I didn't have any childish thoughts about feeling bad for Eunji or getting revenge for being kicked out. But I was worried about dating the guy who had sex over 400 times. Of course, objectively, I couldn't confirm that he had a lot of sex, but I really didn't like him.

Eun-ji was talking to Min-young when she entered class 203.

I checked the number of times Hidden's sex just in case, but fortunately, she was still a virgin. However, there was another new item in the Profile field.

[Status: During your period]

The item was called status. I don't know in detail, but it seemed to appear when something special happened to the body. Then, I thought that there would be some kind of disease, but I could definitely find out if I gathered more data.

The poem immediately examined the date, May 6. Unexpectedly, Eun-ji noticed that she was having her period.

“Hello.”

“Oh, yes. Brother... Hello."

Eun-ji smiles awkwardly and greets me when I see the poem.

“Hello."

I saw Minyoung and Hyejoo and said hello, and on Minyoung's profile it said that there were 22 times of sex. I think I'm getting along well with my boyfriend.

“Hello."

Minyoung and Hyoju greeted each other, but there were no more conversations, not very close.

Eun-ji looks at the poem as she sits down.

“Why?”

“Oh, no. ”

The poem smiled and said, Eun-ji slapped his hands and reacted excessively.

The smiling poem talked to Eunji normally. I didn't want things to get awkward.

Eun was not as awkward as the first time the poem was talking comfortably. If the poet hadn't pretended to know, his relationship with Eun-si would have ended there.

After class, the poem that came home went straight to Quezron's castle.

I wanted to go to the study.

I had to meet Chan and study at 5 o'clock, but before that, I was going to unwind for a while.

I came here yesterday, but the more I looked at it, the bigger the training room was.

There were various weapons on one wall, including knives, drawings, and spears, and sandbags on the other wall. In a certain way, it was nothing special, but curiously, there was a wooden doll that resembled the height of the poem.

The poem went to the wooden doll.

I was just standing in front of a wooden doll, but there was a light tension.

Since entering the training room, there have been several opaque buttons on the lower left of the field of view. Among them, I turned the background into a forest and made the difficulty public.

Then the training room turned into a training ground in the bush. I didn't go anywhere. Like the way the poem's face and body appeared when he was deformed, wood and grass were formed in the training room. Both texture and aroma caused a delusion that seemed to be in the real grass.

He moved his wooden doll and got into the pose and rushed to the poem in a hurry. It was a classy move, but it was even faster than I expected.

The poem raises Margie as she looks at the approaching wooden doll. A massive amount of Margaery pours into the limbs and backwaters of the decade. To this point, an unimaginable tremendous power boiled up.

A wooden doll swung its arm to smash the face of the poem, but the poem threw it away lightly. Then immediately, his left foot stepped forward and smashed the face of the wooden doll. Everything happened before a single breath of how powerful that speed was.

Boom!

The wooden doll hit by the poet broke into the air and flew away like it had been hit by a car for a long time.

[Death]

As the wooden doll fell on the floor, a red letter appeared at the top of the field of view. As a layman, he died from a fist stroke of the poem using a 10-year mark. I didn't raise the destruction properly, I just hit him with Margie's power.

This power is so terrifying.

“Phew, it's too dangerous. ”

The situation that does not like fighting has decided to refrain from this force as much as possible. No, I thought there might be a place to use this power, even if I didn't have to. However, it was important to recognize the dangers of power. What difference does it make to a gangster if he gets drunk and spends it at a standstill? Power was not used to photograph someone, it was a protection for minimum safety.

The puppet stood up as if it were nothing, and stopped in front of the poem.

The situation chose the lower difficulty level. This pose is slightly more organized than before.

“Phew……. ”

A light sigh rushed in.

The awkward movements were gradually refined and refined with continuous fumes. I was on my way to the planet Rickondra, where I didn't have a chance to rest for a day. I had to raise my strength a little more.

“It's 5: 20, Pope. ”

Cornes, who had been fighting the wooden doll for a long time, stopped the wooden doll when he showed me the time.

“Phew……. ”

The poem breathed. How fiercely I fought. Tea and trousers drenched in sweat and smelled sour.

When he came out of the training room and took a shower, he went to the office with his clothes on, only his panties.

“Here's some water. ”

Aru brought water to the poet from the door, and he took sweaty clothes and put them in the washing machine.

The poem that received water took a pill for language acquisition from the subspace and swallowed it in one fell swoop and drank water. It was to learn English in advance before praise and class.

When I think of it as Earth, American English, I feel a tingling pain in my brain for a moment. It is a trivial pain compared to penetrating a body transformation or blood vessel.

With this, English was perfectly mastered. It has the same vocabulary level as native speakers, including listening, writing, reading, speaking, and pronunciation.

I wanted to know how much my English has improved, so I brought an English textbook that I wrote at school and read it. It was a book related to linguistics, but it was a difficult book to understand even if it was explained in Korean. But now I understand as soon as I read it. Although he did not fully know the meaning of the word itself, his nuance alone was able to infer the meaning. It was possible not because I could read English and translate it into Korean, but because I could fully understand the English itself.

This was now a liberation from English. I was not scared at all because I was a Toeik. This is the power of legacy!

The confident look on his face prepared him to go to school dressed.

“Aruya, I'm going. ”

“Yes, go see your brother. ”

I kissed Aru who was escorting me to the door lightly and headed to the house of praise.

Zhongdong.

When you press the bell, Chant opens the door immediately.

“Hello.”

“Hello? Please stay in your room. I'll get right on it.”

Chan was wearing comfy shorts and t-shirts as if he had been in a lot of shock at the time. Do you think it's because you know that a compliment on your profile likes to lick your toes? My thighs are also thighs, but I keep looking at my feet with yellow nail polish similar to rape flowers.

I checked the profile for praise just in case.

[Number of sex: 1]

[Status: Anorexia]

“Ah!”

“Yes? Why? ”

“No. I suddenly remembered something. ”

I finally understand the situation. Seeing that Chant's vagina was hairless, I thought she shaved like an AV actress, but she didn't. It was because of anxiety.

When I thought about it, I thought I wanted to see the Blessed Bitch again. Unlike Yumi, praise was hard to reach. I wondered why I hated men so much. It feels good to have sex.

Anyway, the poem used to go into the room of praise and put the bag down.

In a moment, Chan brought a prize and started the class right away.

I started with the most vulnerable mathematics, but unlike before it was difficult, it was easy to understand and has a lot of application, so I easily solved the difficult problem.

“Huh? You're good. ”

When I solved a problem that was quite difficult, Chan was amazed and said.

“I understand that praise teaches you. ”

I said that, but I was also surprised by the poem. When I saw the problem, I didn't understand what I was talking about, and I didn't know how to apply the formula, but now I can clearly see how to solve it.

So it was fun. I know it sounds crazy, but it was really fun.

After solving the math problem in a frenzy, Yummi sat across from the poem and looked away.

“Hey, Yumi. ”

“Yes, yes. Earlier.”

As the poem stares, Yummi turns his head slightly, blushing his cheek. Just watching the poem made my heart throb.

“Take a break. Can I get you anything? ”

Chan said.

“Well, I'll have a green tea. ”

“Yumi?”

“I have coffee. ”

“What are you doing? Having coffee. ”

Yumi's words were flattering.

“I just wanted to drink.... ”

“Got it.”

When the hymn went out, the poem smiled and looked at Yumi. It was a slightly sly smile.

“Yumi, come here. ”

“Why, why? ”

The poem pointed to the side seat where the hymn sat and said, Yummi dipped the ball red.

“I don't know anything. Teach me. ”

“Got it.”

In fact, when I asked him to come to my side, I wanted to go right away, but I was only ashamed to say yes once.

Yumi sits next to the poem beyond the table. The scent of the poem floats around the tip of the nose as it becomes tighter and narrower.

The poem hugged Yumi without saying anything.

Yumi rubs her head around her chest, but Yumi lets out a slightly rough breath, rather than resisting.

After holding Yumi for a moment, he raised Yumi's head and kissed her. An ordinary kiss with no tongue.

Yummi, who was feeling the lips with his eyes closed, pushed the poem away in shock as she heard the groaning outside.

“Oh, no. What if my sister comes in? ”

“Just a little more. Huh?”

Then Yummi, who had a worried expression, closed his eyes again and quietly accepted the poem. The poem almost touched Yumi's breasts for a moment, but I held it close.

Thump.

Then you hear the door open.

Yumi, surprised, pushes the situation away in a hurry. No matter how red they looked, it was obvious that they had done something secretive.

“Why is Yumi sitting there? ”

When Yummi was sitting next to the poem, she asked with a curious look on her face.

“Well, well, well……. ”

“I asked you to teach me something I don't know. ”

Yumi was so embarrassed that she stuttered and the poem replied.

“Really? Then it's hard to move, but study in this condition. ”

Yummi lowers her head as she lays her car on the table.

He looked at her curiously, but he had no idea what had just happened in the room.

I took a break and studied again. But Yumi couldn't concentrate on studying because she couldn't remember the kiss she had before. I suddenly felt so ashamed that I wanted to feel the lips of the poem that were moist and soft again.

Chan looked at Yumi with a suspicious expression.

After the study was over, the poem was ready to return.

“Thank you. I'll be there. See you Friday.”

“Hey, sis. I'll take you home. ”

Yummi spoke up as the poem tried to leave the front door. Then he blushed his cheeks with shame.

“Okay. I'll go in, then. ”

The hymn went in and Yumi went down the stairs with the poem. My heart palpitated because I thought it was just the two of us. As soon as Yumi opened the gate and walked out of the alleyway, she glanced around. Fortunately, there was no one. The sun was still a little bright because it wasn't completely dark, but this was okay.

“Yumi, go inside now. ”

“Oh, that……. Yes.”

Yumi looks embarrassed at the words of the poem and asks. I wanted to kiss her, but I didn't have the courage to tell her myself. I felt sorry for the situation that I was returning.

“Do you want to kiss me again? ”

“Oh, no! ”

Suddenly, Yumi reflects as the poem stabs.

“Lies.”

The poem smiled slightly, and Yumi couldn't answer, so she was too shy to bow her head.

He hugged her and kissed her lightly.

Yummi accepted the kiss of the poem without any resistance, as before. It was a small, fuzzy kiss, but Yumi couldn't wake up from it.

I couldn't complete the quest to miss Eunji and have sex with a virgin. And the only virgin around was Yumi. For this reason, Yumi's intention was to increase Yumi's liking as much as possible until the day she graduated.

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