Let Me Be Reborn

“Major?”

He said, "Yes. I don't know what you're talking about. You're asking me to fill 18 credits with majors and choices and academic subjects. ”

Suddenly, I was speechless.

‘I don't know much about PE education and curriculum · ·. ’

But I think it would look like a funny senior if it was worn out. You can't be ashamed of yourself with a tune next to you.

“You know what your credit is, right? ”

“A + or F? ”

“That's the rating. ”

“Rating?”

What a newcomer.

I have no concept of college.

“Credit is the unit that completes a curriculum at a university. For example, if you have 144 credits for all Major Crimes, that means you have to fill 18 credits per semester on a four-year basis. ”

“Aha, that's why you have 18 credits. ”

“Yes, I mean one hour per credit, three credit courses means three hours per week. Pick one of those courses and fill them all up to 18 credits. ”

“Oh, I knew it. ”

“Credits should not be filled out randomly, and there is a set percentage. Major by major, degree by degree, and major by choice. ”

Introducing the general theory of university courses, Ki-nam nodded admirably.

“You're really smart. ”

“What are you doing with this? ”

“Hey, Sam explained it all to me in Oti. Don't you remember? ”

Taeyoung, who was listening next to me, gave me a cup, and Ginam shrugged and scratched his back.

“Then I fell asleep. ”

“Why do you keep joshing? It's not even spring yet. Are you already in puberty? ”

“Strange scissors these days. I can't sleep well at night. ”

“Khh. Did you catch a ghost? ”

“Hey, don't say that. I'm scared to death because I keep looking like shit. ”

The tone next to the two people chatting asked me.

“Have you decided what kind of course you want to take? ”

“Me?”

“Yes, I'll take the class with you. Teaching can apply without grades · · ·. ”

“Really?"

I had no choice but to hesitate to answer because I had never thought about the class.

‘Dammit, I've only been with women. I don't know · · ·. ’

The phone rings in a heartbeat.

“Uh, hello? Why aren't you coming? What, you can't find a PC room? Where are you now?”

I felt sorry for myself while I was on the phone.

“Sunbae, I'm sorry. I have to go down and get Jisoo. I don't think he's wandering around. ”

“Do it. ”

Phew, that's great.

As I went out, I said to the two of them:

“I need a smoke room. ”

“Your brother. ”

A smoking booth was installed on the corner of the PC room. I picked up the phone and called someone.

This is the moment when we need help.

* * *

“Teacher, I want to ask you something. ”

Yeah, ask me anything.

“Because of the application · · ·. ”

He received a recommendation from Kang Minju for a list of popular academic subjects. I also received information about my major during my sophomore year.

Anyway, don't listen to Professor Kang Min-jae's class.

“Why?”

Since ancient times, only girls get good grades, and boys get famous for squeezing. I'd rather take Professor Seol's.

“Thank you. You've been very helpful. ”

But what's he doing on your weekend?

“This weekend? ”

Yeah, I thought I'd buy you some food before class.

‘I can't just buy you food. · · ’

“I'm a little busy this week because my sister's back in the States.

Did you go to college?

“Something like that. ”

Ugh, that's too bad.

“Open it up.

All right, have a good day. Let me know if you have any questions.

“Yes.”

After finishing the call, the discipline returned to its place, and Jung and Juju arrived.

“Brother, the server will open soon. Be prepared."

Everyone sat down in front of the nervous system in Taeyoung's shout. Refreshing immediately resulted in a subscription page.

Tauhun gave Jung Yin a head start on the teaching courses recommended to Kang Minju.

“Understanding religious art and walking Korean history, this is good. ”

“Do you want to hear it? ”

“Yes.”

I quickly completed my application by choosing a course and selecting the remaining majors. Though he made a reasonably satisfactory timetable, most of his neighbours did not.

“Ouch! We're doomed! ”

“Why?”

“Class starts at 9: 00 in the morning, and there's a four-hour pit stop. How did this happen? ”

“Ugh. I'm in the third wave of the week. ”

“Isn't that great? You only have three days to get out of school. ”

“The problem is the third month's pay week. Phew.”

“I forgot and missed lunch. It's a forced diet! ”

It seemed that it was not easy to choose the courses I wanted due to the high proportion of first-graders.

“Huff-puff, I never thought my application would end like this. ”

“I can't help it. We have to try again tomorrow at correction. ”

“By the way, I still have time for Bloody Room. Shall we play a game? ”

“Let's do high-end watches. Who's with me? ”

“I want to do Eroel. I have to get back to Langem. ”

One by one, I sat still, playing my favourite game, with nothing more than notes and lessons. Both were not interested in the game at all.

“Jung Yin, do you want to get a cup of coffee? ”

“Is that so?”

He went to order from the counter with a clear conscience. Recently, Pissi Rooms have a variety of menus to say that selling food or drinks is the main income.

“This place is a coffee shop. ”

“Yes, what would you like? I'll buy it.”

When Jung Jing tried to take out his wallet, he withdrew.

“How do I get it from my subordinate? Put it away.”

“There's no such thing. We're all out of allowance. ”

In response to Jung Yin's tone, I thought to myself,

‘Of course, conscience is a conceptual woman. What a pretty thing. ’

“But I'm making money. ”

“Money?”

“The convenience store. I was busy on vacation. ”

“But it's still hard money for you. ”

“It's okay. I'm embarrassed if you don't." Pick one. ”

Jung Yin chose a drink with a sorry face. The two of them took the beverage and grabbed their place at a table set up in a PC room.

“This isn't a PC room, it's like a cafe. ”

“That's how it is these days. ”

“Do you often go to the PC room? ”

“Not often, but I followed a few of my friends who were playing games. ”

“Do girls play a lot? ”

“Everyone does it. I don't, but I'd rather move my body and sweat. ”

In response to Jung Yin's tone, he gave a mischievous look.

It reminded me of the time I spent with her in Saturn.

“· · Well, I certainly thought so. He's sweating a lot. ”

“Oh, you too. ”

When he was embarrassed, he looked down at the table for a while.

“Nice skirt. ”

“· · Thank you. ”

“Did you buy it this time? ”

“Yes, my aunt bought me an admission gift because I only wear churning all the time. ”

“I see.”

When he looked at the sliding bridge, Jung Yin folded his legs without knowing it.

“Boo, you're ashamed. Stop looking."

“Why? You didn't come here to show me? ”

The provocative question of discipline made the tone face redder.

In fact, she came out wearing a skirt that she didn't normally wear to be seen by him. But when I stabbed him so openly, I couldn't say I was embarrassed.

At that time, Juju, who was heading to the bathroom, found two of them.

“Hey, sunbae! I want coffee, too! ”

* * *

“Hey, sunbae! I want coffee, too! ”

‘Oh shit, they were trying to play. ’

I feel bad about the sudden appearance of the hinderer.

Besides, when are you gonna tell me you saw her and ask her to buy you coffee? Contrary to the appearance of the tune just now, the first impression of Juju's successor was very poor. But I'm not immature enough to express my feelings right away.

“Yes. Pick one, too. ”

“Heehee. I'm an American, then! ”

After completing the order without hesitation, Juju came to the table with me and his conscience.

“What did you say? Are you two on a date? ”

‘If you know, squeeze it, bitch. ’

“W-what are you talking about! ”

“I just don't like games very much. ”

“Really? You just love sports. ”

She stared blatantly at my pectoral muscles. You don't sound very chatty in Saturn, do you?

“By the way, did you hear the news? Chan Hyuk has resigned? ”

“Oh, you were in the same Kato Banquet. ”

“Oh, right. That's right."

She kept talking to me without even looking at me on the inside. I became increasingly annoyed because I didn't even notice her face.

"Oh, how are we going to get rid of this flying bitch? Rossi, do you have any skills that will make you fall apart? ’

[Unfortunately, the skills you currently possess are primarily suitable for seducing reason. Don't be silly, why don't you try the 'Big Brothers for Yourself' initiative? Miss Hee-joo was after it.]

‘Hey, don't I have the freedom to choose? What are you doing with a guy who grinds like that? Gorman is full of pretty kids. ’

[Dangerous idea.]

"What?"

[Among the achievable achievements, there are often times when you need to target an aesthetic target.]

Really? ’

[For example, strong women, distorted libido, because you have to target athletic women over 100 kilograms, or over 175 centimeters.]

‘Aye, Mayumi was a bit of a jerk, but she didn't look cute. ’

[That's because you're lucky. If you were not a women's volleyball player, or any other sport, it would have been a tough experience.]

‘Well, that, too. What else do you have? ’

[There is also a gynecological work that is devoted to baskets over 70 years of age.]

"Ugh. This is a pass. No humanity."

[If you keep handing them over like that, you'll become an agent, too.]

"No, you're a little over 70 for the second time, aren't you? You have to have an association. ’

[How about this? "Butcher Girl"]

What is that? ’

[Six successful sex in one night with women who are obese on the BMI.]

‘Aha, so you had meat with a virgin? But how much obesity do you get? ’

[Just passing through there. That's all I need.]

In front of Rossi's words, a woman with a huge body was talking at the counter.

‘Oh, my gosh. Is that really it? ’

[Are you sure?]

‘Wow, how hard it was to achieve a great job. ’

I'm talking to Rossi inside, and when she sees the woman at the counter, she cracks.

“Jeongyeong, look at him. You're a pig, pig. Kiki.”

“You can't say that. You shouldn't judge people by their looks. ”

After clearing his conscience, Juju became red and kept his mouth shut. The look on his face makes him look stiff. I heard ugly kids are dirty too, so I'm always the ugly one.

“· · · I want to go play a game. ”

When the offending Juju retreated, the tune and two alone time came again. Jung Jing asked me.

“Do you like pretty people, too? ”

“Me?”

“Yes. Men are only good to pretty women. ”

Of course I am, but I don't think I can do that right now.

“No, I like good girls. ”

“Good girl? ”

‘Good face, good breasts, good body · · ·. ’

“Just, you know, stuff like that. Pretty with a bad temper. Kids who make fun of themselves for their taste. Those kids are the worst. ”

“Ahh · · ·. ”

This is somewhat true.

Yoon Ha, who was my wife in my previous life, was like that.

Typical miso.

Think of him as a money-making machine, enjoying luxury and overconsumption.

I even lured a man into my house.

Perhaps my female history of being reborn as a great object and eating women as much as I want, comes from my previous hostility with women.

After being scorched by a bad woman once (even though she was killed by a knife, not just by Dane), she left them behind with her revenge.

Of course, you don't have my complexes.

“You like nice girls. ”

My answer was muttered with a frowning face.

“That's right."

“Then I don't like it. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“I'm not nice. ”

“Are you in tune? ”

“Yes, it's violent, it's hot-headed, and a lot of punches come out before words." ”

Well, there's been a misunderstanding.

“No, it's just a personality. You have a sense of justice, you know how to be considerate. ”

“Me?”

“Yes, I think so. And she has a pretty face. ”

“Oh.”

Suddenly, a compliment covered my cheeks. I want to kiss you every time.

< 85. BJ14 next door end

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