I Was A Porter

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“Wack! X! ”

Seung-ho was startled and threw the debris onto the bed at the same time as he spit out his swear words.

At the same time, Seung-ho, who was far away from the bed, was gasping for breath.

Seung-ho was staring at the debris lying on the bed, his heart fluttering, and his back was cold sweating, but he was so nervous that he couldn't even recognize him.

I don't know when it was pulled up, but it was pouring out of Seung-ho's body, and I felt like I was going to blow the whole room up right now.

If I didn't feel wrong, I definitely felt the debris writhing in my hand.

I still felt like I was tickling my palms, so I didn't know that I would sink with my body fluffy all over me.

Seungho did not take his eyes off the debris that was lying on the duvet, and began to search the carrier slowly.

At first, I hit the oil painting asking why I carry this, but now I picked up a selfie stick that was so scary.

I slowly approached the bed where the fragments were placed, holding the selfie stick as long as I could.

I asked myself how long I'd been so nervous, but very rarely.

He was pathetic, as he approached to touch the fragments and remembered being left alone at the final gate.

Even though it was suspicious, I comforted everyone that if a fragment of an object suddenly began to move like a living creature, it would be as surprising as itself.

Slowly approach the bed and the moment the selfie stick is about to touch the debris.

Knock, knock!

After being so nervous, you forget about the full horsepower, and step back in a panic with a knock, Seung-ho smashes the cabinet in the back.

“Huff! Boss!? ”

I heard the voice of the oil painting outside the door.

After finishing eating, he opened the window and tried to go for a walk because the cool air was pleasant to him.

Of course, I came to the room to urge Seung-ho to go with me, and suddenly the commotion in the room shocked me at the same time.

“Stop banging on the door! ”

Seung-ho was surprised and embarrassed. He shouted in an annoying tone to the emulsion who was pounding on the door.

“You're making a lot of noise. Did you break something? ”

I kept watching the debris and quickly opened the door in case someone heard the voice of the oil painting screaming loudly beyond the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he looked at Seungho running with a selfie stick in one hand with a strange eye.

Lie down for a long time with your head pressed down, a broken cabinet, and a selfie stick in your hand.

No matter how I thought about it, I couldn't figure out why the room looked like this.

“What's inside... ”

“Don't come in! ”

He tried to take off his shoes and enter the room, but his feet stopped trying to take off in the resolute voice of victory.

Seeing as how she was looking at the bed, I thought she might have come out a cockroach.

“Did you get a cockroach? Men are so scared. I'll hold it for you.”

Seung-ho misunderstood but did not answer the words of the misunderstood emulsion.

The moment when fragments and triumphs are confronted, and triumphs and emulsions are confronted.

Minor tremors were observed in the debris.

Eventually, Monkey couldn't stand it, so he went up and touched the debris.

He was looking at the rear of such a victory. He took off his shoes and slowly entered the room.

Seung-ho gestured to leave with one hand, but he couldn't stop the curiosity of the emulsion.

“…. Was there a fragment coming at you? ”

I almost said yes for a moment, but I only dropped it because I was surprised.

I glued the pebble that was touching me as close as before.

When there was no reaction for more than a decade, Seung-ho was about to fold his selfie stick because he thought he'd seen it wrong.

“Huh?"

A suspicious movement was observed in the eyes of the emulsion while carefully examining the debris that Seungho was touching.

It was a shock that I watched Seung-ho without breaking his eyes.

The two opposing fragments quake resonantly and begin to emit a faint light like a gate.

Perhaps it was because the debris from today was larger than the existing debris, the existing debris was melting slightly and being absorbed.

“Shouldn't we stop them? ”

“Stay. ”

I totally agree with what he said, but Seungho only watched for a while.

The strange energy emitted becomes stronger and the fragments get slightly larger.

I took out the folded selfie stick again and touched it, but it didn't show much movement.

“Get me an id. ”

At Seung-ho's words, the oil rushed out, and not long after that, Eid arrived.

“What's going on? Why 'd you break into the room? ”

As soon as I walked in, I tripped over some of the most noticeable broken cabinets.

Are all women's gazes the same?

“Come take a look at this. ”

When I called, I rushed to see if I could see a piece of shit in the neighborhood. He muttered and stopped looking at the debris on the bed.

I was curious as to where I found fragments that boasted greater size than the fragments I had seen so far.

“The two have merged. ”

“Lies!”

It was unbelievable.

I understood Eid's reaction because it would have been hard to believe if I had not seen Seung-ho and Emulsification with my own eyes.

The two reactions remained unchanged, realizing it was true and reaching out to touch the debris.

Boom! Boom!

The back of Eid's outstretched hand tingles.

“Do you know what happens when you touch that? ”

“I don't even know what that is, but isn't anyone carrying it around in their arms? ”

Seung-ho's face shifted in Eid's words.

I knew it was suspicious, but the escalating behavior I carried in my arms, following Eid's words, was even more dangerous.

“I never imagined it would be something like that.... I told you that I ate Draksh too, so you thought it was like a stone... ”

He sighed as he watched the scratch on his back.

“First of all, do you feel the same energy as before? ”

“Still. Just a little stronger? Should I call a car?”

At the end of the victory, Eid shook his head.

It didn't matter if he told the Khan himself.

He didn't seem to have any new opinions about seeing this.

“Are you going to leave him there? How does that add up to anything? ”

When I briefly explained the answer to Eid's question, I thought for a moment, then I flicked my finger.

“Aren't magnets attracted to each other? ”

“Sounds reasonable. Tell me more. ”

Seung-ho nodded at Eid's words and urged him to listen more.

“Doesn't it sound ridiculous to think that it's alive, and does it have a nature that resonates with each other and wants to merge? If it's like you said, they merge and find their true nature... Is that why you feel the same? ”

As I glanced at the eucalyptus, I noticed that the horse in the middle was blurry, and it seemed to be a draught.

Luckily, he didn't pay attention to Eid's words, and he was typing his magic and stabbing him.

Fortunately, the magical power of the emulsification did not absorb, and I wondered if it really had the properties of returning to one piece.

* * *

I sent all the reporters aside because I was tired yesterday, but I couldn't do it today.

And it's been a really long time since I've seen a face like this.

It was all I could ask in the press.

“Why do you think there were no single fatalities defeating a Grade 1 Gate this time? ”

“The biggest reason is that the people gathered here were world-class hunters. And even though it was a short period of time, it was effective to share the technology in matching hands and feet. ”

“Why do you think this first grade gate happened? ”

“The questions will be announced through an association. ”

On the second question of race, Seung-ho warned his eyebrows not to ask useless questions.

Later, Drax and Sergey were also asked questions.

“Are you confident that another class will occur afterwards? ”

“With this first grade, I once again realized the ability of Lee Seung-ho Hunter. With him, even a first-class gate doesn't scare us at all. ”

His answer was also clear because the question entered Draksh was simple.

“I heard there was some trouble. What caused the egg leak? ”

“There's been a misunderstanding because different cultures and different languages meet each other. That's not the case. If there was a problem, you wouldn't have solved it so neatly. ”

However, Sergey sweats as he replies, as opposed to Drac, who gave an okay answer.

I had to be optimistic because I was the provider of the problem.

“Haven't you had any trouble catching an object named Yetiking? ”

In one journalist's question, Drac and Seung-ho looked into each other's eyes.

Then Draxi grabbed Mike first.

“Actually, there was nothing dangerous about it. ”

Draxi says the press is getting restless.

Seung-ho collected wrinkles on his forehead because he wanted to say useless things.

“In fact, Lee Seung-ho was able to do enough on his own from the beginning, but I stepped forward and put myself in danger. And I was in crisis, but his powerful attack was fatal to the Yetiking, so it was easy to capture. Without his help, I would have been on a cargo plane to Spain. ”

After hanging up his words, he bows slightly and opens his mouth again.

“I'd like to take this seat and thank him again. ”

With a middle-aged applause, reporters smile as they retrieved an article with a story.

Said Seung-ho lived inside the last gate thanks to the Draksh, but this time Seung-ho saved Draksh's life.

The news story was compelling enough.

The reporters were all smiling, but not just one smile.

* * *

“Brother, please. I'm begging you."

“No, don't tell me. I don't want to tell you. Hurry back.”

“Don't do anything weird. Please take me seriously. ”

The growing ethnicity that came to the room and grabbed Seungho's arm never seemed to leave.

“The look on your face before, you don't think Draksh likes you? ”

“Suit yourself! I'm going to get some sleep, so you can rest in your room. ”

As Seung-ho hurriedly threw himself onto the bed, he quickly approached the side and hung himself on the bed.

“If I can't tell you, it's a big secret.... Now, I'm pretty sure Drax killed him, but you're not gonna tell him because he shouldn't have, right? ”

“Oh, I don't know. I don't know anything. ”

As I lay in bed, I looked at Seungjoo shaking his head, and he sat at the head of the bed.

“Is it because of the gate? I guess so. I guess you have to let him go until then, right? ”

Seung-ho turned his back because he didn't want to give me a hint.

However, the voice of the muttering race in Seung-ho's presence was immersed in his ears like an interrogation.

“By the way, I don't know what kind of promises you made, but you believe too much, don't you? Is there any guarantee that Drax won't go behind my back? ”

That said, I couldn't help but get hot.

After committing all kinds of crimes for himself, I felt like I could trust him too confidently.

“I don't trust him at all, but I don't have anyone to replace him at this stage. ”

“Are you sure you're carrying an unreliable person? ”

“He plays his part, I play mine. And if you look at the way we're working together now, maybe to repent your sins, but you're pretty active, so use it. ”