King of Shadows

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Gyeongjun melted naturally enough that he could not think of himself as a transfer student. The third-graders who were told to be the youngest of the mythological group were competing in secret to impress him without having to do it for you.

Moreover, Gyeong-jun was not the only one who could be the center of the class. It is because of its caring and distinctive features, as well as its friendly and serious character has become a great advantage. The girls couldn't help but rejoice at his appearance as if it were a painting. The boys also enjoyed looking at the landscape that did not show themselves.

Over time, a faction began to form around Gyeongju's presence.

The swimming, which saw similar situations in Grandeliol, looked at the landscape with no emotion. It was true that disgust or unpleasantness arose, but I have long since realized that even consuming emotions in that way is meaningless.

The sharp eyes shifted between Gyeongju and swimming. She came to one conclusion when she saw Kyung-joon greeting the swimmer from the very beginning.

"I think we know each other. Your ex-boyfriend?"

The sharp man who made eye contact with the swimming opened his mouth playfully, but the swimming replied with a grave expression.

"I've seen it a few times."

"Seems like a lot of stories for a couple of psyches."

She opened her mouth, unable to resist the curiosity, but the swim only looked at her with warm eyes. It was because it was clear that they would not believe it even if they revealed the nature of Kyongju. That's why the swim took its place in ambiguous words.

"It wasn't very good."

I got a confession a month ago, but it was never a good experience. Kyungchul's remarks about who he should live with for a lifetime were clear in his head until now. At the point of swimming, Gyeong-jun was just a child who wanted to swing his waist as much as he wanted.

"But I don't think he's a bad kid. I can see how eager I am to get your attention. He doesn't look so bad. Plus, he's the youngest of a mythical group. Nothing bad about being close, right?"

Yeri also seemed to have been deceived by Kyungjun's appearance, so the swim was forced to sigh.

"She's not as good as you think. Just remember one thing."

In response to the rigorous swim, Jeri sighed with his nose. She also knew that swimming was very unpleasant, but I had never seen her so hated.

What the hell happened? After realizing that what happened between swimming and racing couldn't be expressed in one or two words, Jeri nodded his head.

"However, given the circumstances, I think Gyeong-jun did something wrong to you. Can I forgive you for once? There's nothing good about blushing."

"Even if it was just me and Gyeong-jun on Earth, my choice wouldn't change."

The determination of swimming to know how grim and exhausting a human being named Gyeongjun was. She still hasn't forgotten Kyongju's mockery of the universe.

That was the nature I showed as a child. I don't know how to express my malice now that I know my place and know how to use my location.

Kyung-jun Park, who appeared to be smiling, chattering and pretending to be a great man, but in reality was a traitor to an unrivaled servant. It was natural for a swimmer who grew up to see such a landscape from childhood to avoid him.

She watches the swim and tries to say a few more words, but her words do not carry on. Because one person appeared next to her.

"That's a little disappointing, Swimming."

Gyeong-jun walked in front of the swimming pool with a bright smile. As his face became closer, his expression became noticeably stiff.

"I didn't know you had a hobby of eavesdropping."

"I just heard it in my ears. But still, I didn't expect my judgment to be impatient that way. I apologize if I made a mistake the other day."

After realizing that Gyeong-jun had asked me to marry him at the Jay Hour Tower, the swimmer shook his head. It was not a good enough topic to be refreshed.

"I won't accept your apology."

When I received an apology, I gave Gyeong-jun a break. That's why the swimming was determined to draw a line. She already gave her heart to Sihyun. There was no gap between Gyeongju and me.

"... Ha."

An unhesitant swimming answer, Gyeong-jun secretly uttered a filthy voice. It's a deep feeling in your heart. It was no exaggeration to say that he was a grumpy child because he didn't have what he wanted.

"Is it because of you? Did you tell him to do that?"

Gyeong-jun thought of Sihyun. A man who protected swimming in the Grand Delliol and possessed the insignificant Stigma of Enhancement. Soon after, Gyeong-jun thought that the swimming followed his words well and bit his lips. It reminds me of meeting him at Jay's Tower.

Gyeong-jun still hasn't forgotten the humiliation of that day. No, I couldn't. I could still remember the cold look on his eyes. It's like looking at dirty filth. Kyung-jun hated him for giving him shameful memories.

At that time, I couldn't believe the fact that I was pushed by him. Gyeong-jun knew that he had only 40,000 people in his mind.

When Gyeong-jun discussed directly with him, the swim shook his head with a distorted expression. It was her will that drove her out.

"This has nothing to do with you. It's all up to me."

"I hope so. It's hard to think that you're listening to someone so incompetent."

"Don't speak ill of him."

For swimming, it was more than family. I couldn't express myself to my brother or loved one. It was only because of him that I rescued and cared for her who was trembling alone in Grandelliol. Swimming thought it was only Se-hyun who regarded him as the most valuable person in the world.

Eavesdropping on the conversation between swimming and Gyeongju with interesting eyes, Yeri realized that the person she liked was' uncle '.

'Still, a middle-aged man had a taste.'

Yeri could understand why the swimming did not even look at the boys. He will, too. The boys in high school were far from serious, handsome middle-aged men. I couldn't express it externally or mentally. The Yerim thought of the man who said he liked swimming in his head was surprised by the continued words of Gyeongju.

"If you look at it, it's a white water without abilities. I'm sorry for you, but I don't know if it's true. When you realize the world, you'll have to come to me. White and chewy. It makes a difference, doesn't it?"

"Say it one more time."

Yeri could not keep her mouth shut about Kyungjun's nature. Then I realized why a late swim avoided Gyeongju. She must have known Kyungchul's nature long ago.

Since it was after school, there was no one left in the classroom. Excellent conditions to make things worse. As Gyeongju and swimming became rougher, Shari tried to think of a trick that could turn her eyes around and reverse the atmosphere.

As the swim moves forward one step, the Yeri closes her eyes without her even knowing it. It reminded me of how the swimming subdued the longevity and the boys who followed him. In her head, I remembered Kyung-joon being messed up.

But her imagination did not come true. One Savior appeared in the classroom even before swimming and Gyeong-jun could get into the pose. His bright smile was impressive, and he was their classmate.

He grabbed the fountain pen he had left at the table and looked at Gyeongju, swimming and Yeri. He tilts his head and straightens his glasses.

"Are you guys still there? Come on, boys. The guard will be around soon."

He whistles lightly out of the classroom. Suddenly, the atmosphere did not boil like before. Gyeong-jun scratched the back of his head with a steamed face.

"... Tsk, I can't help it. That's all for today. You don't look so welcoming either."

Gyeong-jun turns away from the swimming and wakes up with his bag. After the outburst, Yeri vomited out all the tensions she had endured.

"Oh, and Yeri."

"Ugh, yeah?"

"Forget what you saw today. Because if you don't, bad things will happen. Okay?"

Before the shrunken Yeri concluded, Gyeong-jun left the classroom. In Kyungjun's attitude, which seemed to be a good answer, Yeri recognized that there was only one option left for her from the beginning.

"... swim. What do I do?"

"I told you, she's not as good as you think."

A carefully stroked swim on her tangled head lets out a sigh.

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Sihyun who put his body in the car going to the swimming house couldn't hide his discomfort. The car had a space that was not too wide, even if it was a room.

Moreover, many narrow and winding roads were rare in the country. Sihyun could easily see that she was accustomed to this life by watching the swimming out of the window.

"That was a real girl, our swimming."

"She was a girl from the first time I saw her."

At the words of swimming that seemed to be expressed as a woman from birth, she could not bear to laugh.

"I see. The first thing I saw was a fluttering butt. That's another lady."

"Ahjussi!"

Quickly recalling what happened five years ago, the swim pinched his arm. At that time, she was immature even in her mind. Swimming wanted to transform himself into a crier if he could go back in time.

When she arrived at the swimming house, she couldn't swallow her tears. The house in Busan was much bigger and bigger than the house in Seoul. Although the fact that they were both mansions has not changed, it is no exaggeration to say that the house in Seoul is a simple house compared to the one in Busan.

"Come in."

As Sihyun entered the house, a large number of employees in the mansion bowed their heads. Realizing that it was a serious and stealthy posture that could not be seen in contracts or part-time positions, the demonstration was severely discouraged. I spent a few days in the Kingdom of Tagnaria, but I couldn't get used to being greeted by my employees even though I wanted to get used to it.

Soon after following the swim, I could see Jo-cheol's face. It was not difficult to distinguish it because I remember seeing it the last time. Soon, I saw a woman sitting next to him, and she stopped.

"Bakshia..."

Reflexively, a handheld demonstration in his mouth recognizes his mistakes. It is not polite to say his name carelessly. However, the woman replied clearly as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, I am Bakshia, the mother of swimmers."

Forty-four years old took away his youth, but his seductive appearance remained. Seeing the beauty of her youth as it was, she even felt like she had returned to her childhood.

"... I'm a fan."

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Recommendation for National Power

Commendo National Power

1. The protagonist intertwines his skills with a kite... It can also interlock concepts that are not real... Expand your imagination... Expand your concepts and the opening will grow... If the opening is fixed, the status of the gods will not be fixed... The protagonist will not be fixed... Winner is too great...

//Concept follows story to some extent. And when you expand the concept, you don't understand how open walls can grow.

And I don't understand what comes after that.

2. It was a question of if you put all your thoughts between people and people into one body, wouldn't it be superhuman, but it wouldn't be a match for your personality?

//Some technologies don't tend to be deliberate because of the power inflation. because the more versatility and effectiveness of that technology increases, and the more specific it becomes, the less relevant it is to fight.

The year has a limitation on that meaning.

It's not that I haven't thought about building a superhuman unit through kites. But I don't think it's an improvement in overall quality, it's a focus on quantity. because in the end, the total amount doesn't change. Moreover, if I write like that, I want to improve the overall quality I described first, which makes it a bit of a misnomer. Kites are good at other episodes.

And there's a lot of comments about expanding your imagination and writing kites like invincible technology... and if you don't adjust the power inflate, the dimensions and the universe come together, and that's just the end of the story. Sounds like a Sword Master Yamato to me.

3. The more the kite's story develops, the more versatile it can be, but at this point, I think it's appropriate. And so far, we've only used what Atlac Nacha showed us, in case the power inflation gets worse, and some of you might think that's more than that.

4. If you think this is a zoom out, but not a setup error, then I would appreciate it if you think I did it on purpose. I'd love to answer every single question, but answering just one question takes time.