Have a Meal Before You Go

Prison life is monotonous.

After morning wakeups, it is put into simple labor. It is mainly made of commodities, and continues until lunch time after morning. It was a simple labor involving mental illness, but lunch was the only hope.

An hour's rest after lunch.

And then we move on to afternoon work. In the afternoon, there are usually personal exercises, cleaning, etc.

At the end of the afternoon, it is evening time.

The only good thing about prison is that you can eat three meals a day. A weekday diet is a complete waste of time.

A couple of butter dishes and a soup on the bare rice. This is it. Even those who said they wouldn't eat if they were old times.They 'll only wait that long if they go to jail.

“....... ”

The shackles on both arms and legs sever the magical power. That's why this prison, the mole den, is what Awakened fears the most.

Adjacent to the Yongsan Association building, this prison holds prisoners of all kinds, and the thickest of the prisoners who had recently entered was also this man.

“Hnng……”

Black Mamba.

Black mamba was no longer allowed to wear black pantyhose. Only loose prison clothes and triple-stacked shackles are his everything.

The daily life of a mole's nest has become completely unfamiliar over time. When you're in a place like this, you find joy in life.

This is what fun looks like.

Saturdays lunch specialties.

On weekdays, I ate less than dog meat, but I was able to enjoy a decent meal as well as Saturday lunch.

Black Mamba is originally from the Dark Elves, but I'm glad I'm feeling better as a Dark Elf these days.

Unlike the Elves who love vegetables and nature, the Dark Elves enjoy carnivore. It is close to destruction and has all the advantages of an Elf.

It was a blessing, not a blessing, considering that Saturday lunch is mostly hard to eat meat.

‘What's coming out. ’

At lunch on Saturday, the cooking room smells like brushes. The stomach flutters.

I sit still and wait.

Glug glug.

When the rations start to come screaming at the moon, the sharp ears snap.

“Serpent inspiration, betrayal. ”

Most of the guards are familiar faces. As for them, incarcerating Black Mamba would be quite a burden, but it doesn't matter now.

“What's on the menu today? ”

“Chicken.”

“Chicken?”

Chicken!

Blackmamba rises to her feet as she lies flat on her back. Chicken is enough for today's dinner.

Black Mamba smiles.

“Give me a lot. ”

“Got it.”

The search party arrives in front of Black Mamba's room. A bowl of chicken was opened between the tight wires, and a plate of chicken was piled up.

A fried chicken with steam flowing through the sand. Whether it was freshly fried or deep-fried, the clothes looked very crispy and the unique aroma shook my insides.

Blackmamba grabs a large leg. I took a Cook Cook in a separate pot of salt on the side. The salt was buried well on the fried clothes.

I bit my mouth as hard as I could.

The teeth dig into the crispy fried clothes. When I got to my weight, I bit my mouth wide. It's hot. The steam rises from the torn area.

I started chewing on the amulet. Saltiness, boldness, and saltiness produced fantastic harmony. Black Mamba was briefly intoxicated by the taste.

I tore my leg apart and quickly left only my bones. The restless hand grabs the next piece of chicken. The breasts are attractive.

Breast is dry when it cools down, but the freshly fried one is juicy and greasy, so it tastes very soft and chewable.

Blackmamba quickly ate up the breastplate, leaving nothing but bones. Next, the wings and breasts are fried together. Eating quickly.

I ran out of salt. But it doesn't matter. All I had left was the bones in front of Black Mamba, who had eaten chicken for a long time.

Black Mamba sucks his fingers. I still have chicken residue in my mouth. There was a unique fried scent in my nose, and I felt it whenever I breathed.

We're together all day, chicken.

Black Mamba lies dormant. It was the best luxury you could have in a small room.

The sky is blocked. The iron ceiling looks down at him.

Keep your eyes closed. The horses have been pushed. There's not much fun to do in a cell. It was fun to train, eat, and sleep like this.

Somehow you're pathetic.

Prison has made people infinitely smaller.

How long have you been asleep?

Talk-Talk-Talk-

You hear a faint sound. Open your eyes and look out the window. A sparrow sits through a locked window.

“....... ”

Black Mamba glances at the sparrow.

The sparrow looks at the black mamba, squirming, and opens its mouth.

[Soon the time will come.]

A voice comes from the sparrow's mouth.

Blackmamba embraced it with no surprises. I nod slightly. That's Fermilar.

Whisperer, a first-rate Awakener from Poriner. She was one of Poriner's proudest puppeteers, but she also worked as a subordinate scout for the city.

[Soon.]

Black Mamba nods again.

The sparrow whines and flies to the other side.

It's still sunny.

Blackmamba lies again.

.

Yoon, a child's clothing store owner, looked at the little boy who came to watch at dawn again today.

“My tangerines are up early again this morning. ”

“Woof, Anya bird. ”

Tangerine replied as she looked at her nanny's shoes. He seemed to have a new "frog" painting chipped into his shoe.

But I'm worried.

Tangerine is now at the crossroads of her life. First of all, frogs are cute, but not so good because they're green. But the duck was perfect.

The problem is that ducks are not statues. New shoes are a very important component of Picpick, and if you wear frogs, you definitely wear new shoes.

However, Tangerine was unable to resist being attracted to the duck.

Tangerines were equally fond of ducks and frogs, but yellow ducks were much cuter.

The frog has an embossed, frog-shaped cloth. It will be more prominent.

“Ah.......”

It was funny for him to hold his head still and take a long sigh, and Yun giggled.

Wait, wait, wait!

Tangerine's head lit up.

So, what about the other side?

Tangerine turned her gaze to the pig on the other side. The pig was a baby pig, shiny pink. The pig is wrapped in a cloth like a frog.

“Oh, don't speck. Is that Gonmo? ”

Yun forcefully endured the smile of a tangerine bite and brought a pork chop.

“This came out a long time ago. It's older than tangerines wear. ”

This is last year's inventory. It's not popular with the local kids, so there was a lot of stock.

“Hot.”

Tangerine glowed. At least I've never seen a kid in a pig. Obviously that's going to cause a big reversal.

If you think about it, pigs are perfect. Cute like a frog or duck, but unusual, and even the color was so pretty.

Tangerine closed her eyes and imagined. Kids stare at themselves in pig pickpockets.

My chest is pounding.

“I know. ”

Tangerine nodded and ran to the burinake house.

Hudda-da-dak!

Heave-ho!

The door to the diner! The open tangerines hurriedly went to the room and threw themselves onto my father's boat.

“Unh!”

Sleeping Steelho wakes up from an accidental blow. Tangerine hugged him as she struggled on his boat.

“Papa.”

“....... Come on. ”

“I've lost. ”

“....... ”

I thought about Cheolho. What did he decide? Suddenly Chulho realized the other night that he was going to buy a bird pickle for Tangerine.

The beep you're wearing is strong and good, but it's starting to sound less like a beep. I've been running around here and there, and something inside my shoes seems to be broken.

Not only that, but I saw the torn parts here and there, and I tried to buy one for him.

“Hnng…..”

“Stop! ”

Tangerine said decisively. It's amazing how determined he is to say this.

“Yes…… let's go. ”

Chulho lifted up a tangerine like that and left the restaurant, dragging his slippers.

* * *

“Is this it?"

“Ugh.”

Tangerine pointed to a pink pork pickle. Chulho hugged the tangerine. I hear the thumping of my head and chest. When I saw his face, I was flushed. You seem very excited.

He smiled and kissed both cheeks with an elongated mouth, then put it down.

“I've had a lot of excuses since dawn. ”

“No, thanks to you, I get up early. ”

Yun smiled and hit Cheolho. And I brought a pork chop that fits the feet of a tangerine. Shiny and new shoes smell like new shoes.

Tangerine took it and looked at her niece as if she didn't believe it. And I smelled the sniff, and I licked it with my tongue.

“Gigi, Gigi. ”

At Cheolho's words, Tangerine raised her head.

“Are you going to buy me this? ”

“Yes."

“Jing Ji-ro? ”

“Of course.”

“Huff…..”

Tangerine hugged Pickle's shoe as if it was impressive.

“I can't wait....... to come here like this.......”

Yun covered his mouth and smiled.

“How much?”

“Five dollars, please. ”

“Yes?”

When it was too cheap, Yoon whispered in Cheolho's ear.

“We stocked a lot last year. ”

“Ah.”

Chulho smiled and offered $5 and said to Tangerine.

“I bought a new tangerine, so I'm going to try it on. ”

Tangerine shakes her head firmly.

“Oh yeah! ”

“Isn't it?”

“Save your life, Yang. ”

“....... ”

I don't know how to psychologize kids sometimes.

Afterwards, a pink pig pickle was added to the daily routine of Tangerine. He only wore it in his room to save his life.

Anyway, PickPickPickle was getting older and older and no longer able to wear it.

At that time, Tangerine took out a pig pickle. When I wiped my shiny shoes every day, I bowed to Chulho to make sure that the tangerines were impressed when I put them in my little feet.

Then I ran out to meet my friends.

“....... ”

A few days later, Chulho was able to receive frog chips as a gift to Yun.

“Is this…? ”

Yun smiled and said as if it was ridiculous.

“Since the tangerines left, more kids are looking for that pig, and they sold out yesterday. ”

“Aha.”

“Anyway, I don't know what kids like these days. ”

Chulho glanced down at the frog and smiled.

“Let's return the favor and eat. ”

End of B between A and C

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