Dragon’s Legacy

Under one roof.

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The poem went to the humanitarian lecture room for the last lecture of the day. There were not many people in the classroom because there were still about 20 minutes left in the class.

“Brother, here. ”

When I saw the image of the poem, Goon waved his hands and called the poem. Next to it, there was Bo-young who was always walking with her.

And then came spring, and they were both 20-year-old virgins, so they were dressed very beautifully. Especially Goun was wearing floral hotpants and high heels that revealed his legs even though he didn't have a slightly chilly texture yet. I felt like I cared a lot about my clothes.

The poem sat next to Goun. I knew him as a person in school, but he was in the same first grade, and the lectures overlapped quite a lot, so I always went with him.

“Brother, I saw the cartoon you wrote yesterday, and I was really impressed. The sensitivity you feel when you sing is melted down in a comic book. I stopped by a bookstore nearby yesterday to buy a comic book and give it to my friends. ”

“Really? Thank you. So I brought you a signed comic book to give to Goun and Bo-young, and you don't need this? ”

“Oh, no! A comic book with your brother's signature on it. I'll have it for life."

“Haha. Thank you. ”

The poem took the comic book out of his bag and gave it to Goun and Bo-young.

“Wow, that's amazing. Really.”

“Thank you. I'll take a good look. ”

Goun was moved by the sign of the poem written in front of the comic book, and Bo-young lightly greeted the poem. Unlike Goun, Bo-young still seemed a little awkward to talk to the poem.

“But brother. Are you off the Serengeti broadcast? ”

“Broadcast? I've been busy with cafes lately. I've cleaned up a bit, so I have time to broadcast for a while.... ”

“Brother! The only thing you're not broadcasting is a huge loss in the entertainment world of my country! There's no one in the world who sings as well as you, and you shouldn't stop singing! It's a human disaster. Hehe. ”

“Haha. I'm a little embarrassed to say that. ”

The poem smiled awkwardly at the words of the gospel that was floating too much. As Goun said, it was a disaster because of the loss of the entertainment world. It was hard to hear because I was embarrassed for no reason. Even though it's a sincere expression.

However, the poetry was also thinking of broadcasting again. To reach level 5, it took 30,000 experience, which was a bit too great to pass all the judicial, foreign, and administrative notices. Moreover, the exam was not always there, and it had to be done once a year, up to the 1st, 2nd and 3rd times, so it was impossible to pass at once and gain experience points.

Then there is a possibility of 10,000 EXP gained by having a dislocation and 10,000 EXP gained by accumulating a sudden finish. There was also experience gained by mastering true magic, not by using magic circuits.

However, I couldn't guarantee that it would reach level 5, so I needed YouTube views and comic book sales. Since there were about 30 million hits on YouTube before, we needed to sing songs for more views. In order to do that, I had to write a new song, not a song that already existed. It's obvious that the limit to singing someone else's song is that.

“Ruth is so cute. Heh... ”

“See you again? ”

Suddenly, Bo-young muttered as she watched the cartoon. He was so immersed in the comic book the poet gave him that he spoke without even knowing it.

A little embarrassed, Bo-young glances at the situation and quickly bows her head as her eyes meet. My neck is red because I was so ashamed.

“Haha. Thanks for taking such good care of me. And I'm thinking that Goun will soon be on the air as he says. This time, sing me a new song, not a cover song. ”

“Wow! Thank you so much. Brother, I'll see you no matter what. First, I have to tell the cafe people the good news. ”

Goun took out his cell phone and quickly wrote to the cafe. Although not so many members, there were some bone marrow fans who secretly liked the poem.

Glug glug!

A vibration rang from the phone of the poem looking at such a fine tone.

Eugene.

[Oppa, when will the class be over?]

It was a simple letter.

[This is the last lesson. It's two hours, so I'll call you when it's over.]

[Then I'll be at the census when you're done.]

[Yeah, okay.]

The poem replied lightly, and the professor came in one day and was preparing to call for attendance. It started a major that wasn't particularly interesting.

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“Ahh... It's over. You're done, too, right? ”

“Yes, this is the last time I'm going to do it. ”

After class, the poet put the book in his bag, and he was bored because he studied first grade so easily.

“Well, would you like to have dinner with me after? ”

At 158 centimeters, Goun said, with his eyes glittering with anticipation, giving out even more prominent breasts because he had a huge chest called the C cup. It was so pleasant to the poem that anyone could feel it.

“Sorry, I have an appointment. It's been a long day, and I'll buy you something delicious next time. ”

“Hehe, what a pity. Then let's go to dinner together next time. ”

“Yes, I will. Let's go out first.”

The poet wrapped his bag around him and left the classroom. But I heard something loud around me.

“The man standing there is said to be the youngest daughter of the chairman of the Trigangs. ”

“Oh, cool. She's surprisingly beautiful, unlike I expected. ”

“Surprisingly, I was surprised. So, who are we waiting for? Could it be your boyfriend?”

It was Eugene standing in front of the classroom who was making noise around him. Although not a celebrity, it was known as the daughter of the chairman of the Three Rivers Group, so I glanced around.

“Brother, the person standing there is the daughter of the chairman of the Three Gangs. Heh heh. I wonder who's waiting for me. ”

When Goun heard the mumbling around him, he pointed to Eugene standing in front of the classroom and told the poet a little.

Eugene looks like a scholar. He's about 163 centimeters tall, but his head is so small and his legs are so long that he looks like a person from another world. Moreover, it was full of thievery from its unique figure to its posture, so it was emitting an aura that was difficult to reach around.

“But it looks so dodgy. My personality is a little... ”

“Oh, brother. ”

The moment Goun tried to tell the poet that his personality was a little bad, Eugene's expression suddenly brightened and approached him.

“Huh?"

Then I was embarrassed, my face turned red, and I glanced at the vision of the poem.

“Have you been waiting long? ”

“No. I was reading a book nearby, and I came up when I finished. ”

“I'm glad to hear that. Oh, right. Say hello. It's Bo-young and Goon from majors with me. ”

“Oh, hello. It's strong.”

“It's Bo-young Kim.”

Goun greeted Eugene with an awkward expression. I never imagined that Eugene would know the situation. I didn't say it, but I felt proud when I thought it was the poem.

“Nice to meet you. Thank you for being so friendly with my brother. Let's have dinner together next time. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

I said to Goun and Bo-young with a slightly blurry look, different from what I said to the poem. Eugene's personality was originally like that, but it was really amazing to be kind and listen to the poet.

“Let's get out of here. Brother.”

“Yes. Yes. ”

When Eugene stood next to the poem and walked, Goon and Bo-young were awkwardly pushed back and had no choice but to chase behind the poem.

“It's been a pleasure meeting you today. ”

“Me, too. Then you should come with us. We'll eat together next time. ”

“Okay, bye. ”

Goun, who came out of the census, pretended to tell the poet what he wanted to eat with food. Then he told Eugene everything and went on a bus with Bo-young. It was not just a poem and a friend, but a deep relationship that looked like before becoming a lover, so it was because of Sam. Would your favorite celebrity feel the same way when scandals explode?

The city and Eugene walked to the parking lot on a gradually darkening campus. There were a lot of students around me who shouted aloud to go for a drink or to go to the fish room.

“Did you bring your car? How about we take your car for dinner? ”

“When you get to my car, how are you going to get to school tomorrow? Are you going to take the subway? ”

“You can do that. I have another car at home. ”

“All right. Let's just get in your car. I can work out and ride my bike. ”

The situation was just conceivable because Eugene didn't fit in on the subway. It's not necessarily a car, but it's a quick ride from Quezron's bike.

Eugene's car parked in the parking lot was a Mercedes. I don't know what kind of Benz it was, but Eugene didn't look so good for a ride.

Eugene got in the driver's seat and the situation got in the passenger seat. As the door closes, the noise around you clears up and only Eugene's trembling breath fills up. You can't see anything from the inside of the car, but you can see the inside of the car. At this rate, I couldn't notice anything I was doing inside unless I was looking out the window.

Eugene felt his heart trembling and a little excited because he was alone with the poem. After I broke up with the poem, every day was painful. Even though the poem was not by my side, I felt depressed and stuck in my room all day, and when I went to sleep, I felt so sad that tears came out of my eyes.

I was only with the poem for a little more than a week, but it was also a week that changed Eugene's life.

“Shall we eat first? Where do you wanna go?”

“Well, I want to kiss my brother first. ”

Eugene said in a slightly trembling voice. Unlike that illustration before, there was a strange color on his face.

Eugene was very ashamed, but he pledged to be a little more active to stay close to the poem and feel warm. I've met her a few times since the breakup, but every time I acted shyly and couldn't even kiss her, I was only with her.

In Eugene's words, the poem grabbed Eugene by the shoulder. Then Eugene carefully closed his eyes, and with the ball slightly reminded, he reached out his mouth to kiss the poem. I was going to hug and kiss the poem for a really long time while kissing for a while. I wanted to fill my heart with love for the poetry that I had lacked.

However, unlike Eugene's idea of kissing properly, the situation only briefly kissed Eugene's lips. It wasn't a kiss. It was like a kiss from a kindergarten student who knew nothing but his mouth.

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