Let Me Be Reborn

* * *

“Dorhun, is there anything you can do to help? ”

You're stuck.

[Oh, my God! This will work?]

‘Idiot, the problem is emotion, not content. ’

Yes?

‘Hansol has already fallen for me. So no matter what I say, you're gonna believe me. ’

[Nevertheless, erectile dysfunction · ·.]

‘That's why you said it was a cardio impetent. ’

[That's what you said in the end, right?]

You don't know why doctors don't speak English or Latin when they drop out of their diagnostics? ’

Why?

‘Cause it looks like there's more. ’

Yes?

‘Originally, academic terminology increases reliability. If you say the same thing formally, it sounds reasonable. ’

[No · · · ·.]

‘Hansol must have felt like I was cured. As young, handsome, and smart as I am, I see you have a lot of pain and a lot of storytelling. Yeah, that's a good story. ’

[Even if you have erectile dysfunction, is that what you're saying? He's an AV actor, and he debuted as one.]

‘You don't know that anyway. The important thing is that Han Sol felt sorry for me and wants to help. Why do you think smart women get exploited by thugs, and healthy men get robbed and rebuilt by prostitutes? The moment I get emotional, I'm paralyzed. No matter how smart you are, you can't beat your instincts. ’

“I'm fine. ”

Hansol held my hands and comforted me as I lowered my head with a gloomy look.

“No, I didn't know there was such a thing. If you need anything, just let me know. ”

“You can't help me anyway. ”

“Why?”

“It · · · · ·. ”

Hansol asked again after pretending to be embarrassed.

“Tell me, the teacher's fine. ”

“· · · Are you sure you can help? ”

“Of course.”

I opened my mouth with a solemn expression.

“Actually, the doctor did tell me one thing. ”

“What's that? ”

“So · · · ·. ”

I purposely begged for an answer.

Hansol said, empowering his two hands.

“Doreen, tell me something. I really want to help you. ”

“If a woman stops it herself · · ·. ”

“What, what? ”

Hansol opened his eyes wide.

“The doctor said, Even if it's hard on her own, she can help me. ”

“Did you really do that? ”

“Yes, but I don't have anyone I'm dating, and if I pay you, that's · · · ·. ”

“No. But the man who's going to be a public servant is a prostitute! ”

Hansol gave me some advice.

“I know. I've never been, actually. Of course I don't want to go. But if you're wrong · · ·. ”

“You can have a girlfriend, right? Isn't he popular? ”

“How do you buy it right away? And being together doesn't mean you can do it right away. ”

“Yes, but · · · ·. ”

Hansol, a natural monument, immediately accepted.

“And if you buy one and don't server it when you really have to stand later, then I think you'll feel really self-conscious. Your girlfriend got scammed. You could be here. ”

“Ahh · · ·. ”

“I'm not going to see any woman until I fix this. What difference does this make? ”

Hansol was even sadder when he sighed.

“Gosh, you're a snitch! Not at all. ”

“What are you going to do if you run? I've seen dozens of sneaking around with me every day. Hiding in the bathroom with your laptop spread out on your knees in case you get caught! But she's not responding! ”

Hansol, who had lost his words to my desperate confession, kept his mouth shut. I slumped my shoulders and muttered.

“· · · I'm a confessor. Useless · · ·. ”

“Oh, no. Don't beat yourself up, Donnie. There's got to be a cure. ”

“How? Who likes a guy who can't get his feet up? ”

“Well, that's · · · ·. ”

“I'm sorry, sir. I guess I shouldn't have said that. Forget about today. I'll go first. ”

I turned around for the last time.

I threw a battle and Hansol's decision was all that was left.

The steps to the door were heavy.

One step. Two steps.

Will Hansol ever catch me again? If you think it's just crazy nonsense, my relationship with Hansol ends here.

The mission difficulty was too high at first.

Even if a woman has to strike first, the target is a genuine fisherman who has never had sex in his life. It was like a mission I had begun to fail. In other words, Mission Impossible.

Three steps. Four steps.

As I got closer to the door, the word "failure" came to mind.

I shouted at Rossi confidently, but it was a rather crowded gamble. It was the only way.

I was about to leave the office almost unconsciously.

“Dorhoon.”

You hear Hansol's voice behind your back.

I slowly turned back.

“Dorhun, the teacher will help you. ”

“Yes?”

“Teacher · · · Uh, I'll pull over somehow · · ·. ”

The gamble has finally succeeded.

* * *

While riding in the car, the two men and women did not talk as if they had pressed the mute button. The car was filled with awkwardness, embarrassment and awkwardness.

[That was quite a battle. You lured out Miss Hansol as bait.]

‘Not necessarily. ’

Yes?

‘The attack started the moment I saw it. Do you think it's possible to take a woman like that off the wall with just one USB drive? ’

[Ah, right.]

‘I didn't rush it so far, I showed off my charm slowly. I had to spend a lot of time on the ball because my skill was sealed. ’

[But you're amazing. I can't believe you're dragging Miss Hansol, who has no male experience, to a motel on my feet.]

"Hehe. If you're intelligent, you're too weak." And it's not time for chicken soup yet. Hansol still doesn't seem to think about sex. ’

What's that supposed to mean?]

‘Hansol joins the motel to treat erectile dysfunction. Maybe that's how they're rationalizing themselves. If we want her to strike first, we're gonna have to overcome a few more challenges in the future. ’

[You can do it, Master.]

‘Course, I can't let you go until you fall asleep. ’

“Let's go over there. ”

Hansol points to one Intel free. It seemed the best choice for Hansol to enter a separate, independent space without crossing the counter.

“Yes, sir. ”

“And I'm telling you, today's never gonna be a secret. Can you protect me? ”

“Of course. You were trying to help me. ”

The shutter at the entrance automatically lowers when the car is parked in the same garage. Following the stairs, you see an unmanned AAM with a room on the second floor.

“Teacher, the calculations are mine. ”

“Forget it. The student doesn't have any money. ”

Hansol took the bills out of his wallet and put them in.

Once the settlement is complete, the locked door is opened.

“Well, let's go inside. ”

“Yes.”

Hansol looked very cautious. It was the first time I had ever rented an unmanned hotel in a motel as either a local business trip or a test director.

‘Phew, but I guess I heard it from a friend. ’

Hansol acted as naturally as possible, remembering the story of one of her few friends chattering in the drink. If he appeared to be as inexperienced as he was at his age, he was afraid that he would ridicule him.

But the moment I entered the motel, I didn't know what to do after that. It was because he and I had never been to a motel. On the other hand, when he entered the motel, he seemed very relaxed.

I asked him to face Hansol, where he stood fluffy.

“Do you want to wash first? ”

“You want me to wash up? ”

“No, I just need to wash up. I don't know. ”

“Well, yeah. ”

Hansol sat on the couch in the corner. The spectacular motel lights felt so unfamiliar.

"How did I get here? ’

I didn't even drink. I was sober, and it was time to go home and enjoy the weekend as usual. But the teacher and I were alone at the unmanned hotel, like we were possessed by something.

‘You need to stay sharp. I never came here to have sex. I'm here to heal my sick son. ’

While Hansol was holding on to his mind, he suddenly began to take off his clothes. When I untied my tie and dragged down my shirt button at once, a hard upper body appeared.

‘Oh, my God · · ·. How can you be so pretty? ’

Hansol opened his mouth unknowingly when he saw the muscle-body he had only seen on the masculine grounds. He suddenly squeezed his head as he met Hansol's eyes.

“Oh, I'm sorry. No thoughts. I'm going to go in and take it off.”

When I took off my shirt, I went straight to the bathroom. Hansol, who was doing snow hoes, felt sorry for him.

‘· · · Just don't get undressed here. ’

The motel was a partitioned structure with a toilet and opaque glass. Hansol savored the lesson seen through the window.

Hansol sighed unknowingly as the white and black parts turned all the way to the flesh.

"Oh, my God, I'm so naked. ’

The fact that the man and I had been alone at the motel had already made me half nervous, and I froze to the sound of showers.

Shoot him!

Hansol's heart began to pound. I purposely ignored the lesson to suppress my beating heart. I thought my heart would burst if I kept staring.

"Chi, you need to calm down. He's a sick student. I'm here to help him. No impure thoughts. ’

But the body was already sending signals. My face rushes up like a carrot, and I feel a hot energy in the vicinity of the power cut.

Ugh. Hmm? Why do you keep going there? · · · ’

Hansol writhed his thighs unknowingly because of the wet energy coming out of his panties. However, as I continued to feel uneasy over time, I opened my legs and put my hands into my skirt.

‘Hmm, I think I cleaned it well from the urine. · · ’

Hansol, who was touching the outside of his panties, was surprised by the moistness that exceeded his expectations.

I didn't do anything. ’

Hansol was not only inexperienced but not foolish, so I realized that the water soaked in my panties was mouth-watering. I also learned that the reason why the panties were drenched with saliva was because of the existence of the doctrine.

‘I can't believe I'm getting a conscience from him. · · ’

Hansol tried to deny it.

The evidence was clear, but it was unacceptable.

‘Wake up, Gimhansol! If it was senior year at the first assignment, I'm sure he has a younger disciple. What happens when a teacher gets excited by a student? ’

However, when he finished showering and came out, his mind was suddenly broken.

“Degrees, Degrees · · · ·. ”

Hansol hastily turned his gaze away from his instruction. The lessons were barely concealed from Vestaol's lower body.

“Sorry, I accidentally dropped my clothes on the floor. ”

He stands with a dripping shirt and formal trousers, as if proving his point.

“Well, you did. ”

“I'm going to put on a gown. ”

He puts the robe on the wall.

Hansol opened his eyes and looked at the lesson of turning around and changing.

The muscles in my back twitched as if I were breathing. Glug glug. As the towel fell, a firm butt of doctrine caught my eye.

“Ah!”

When Hansol pulled out his elasticity without even knowing it, he turned around and smiled.

‘Quite a backstabbing surprise, it'll be tricky in front of you. ’

[You've worn every item well, right?]

‘Yes. It's not an aphrodisiac, by the way. You have all sorts of items. ’

[More like an anesthetic, actually. It temporarily blocks the senses so you don't feel any pain. Precision local anesthesia puts no weight on your body.]

I thought you said it was gonna be over in 20 minutes. ’

[Yes. In the next 20 minutes, you are as good as sealed.]

‘I lied about erectile dysfunction. That's enough. ’

He sealed the object with an item while in the shower. Normally, I would have pulled out my robe with all my strength, but the normal object was split apart without a pulse.

“I'm ready for you. ”

The docent in the robe approaches Hansol on the couch.

“Ugh, yeah. Is that so? ”

I came with him to the motel to help, but I couldn't figure out what to do with Hansol even while he was coming out of the shower. Since the intercourse between men and women had no experience and no hobby of seeing obscenity, I had no idea what I could do to make a man.

“Come, let's go to bed. ”

“Yes.”

He lay in bed like a student who listened well. Hansol sits on his butt underneath his waist.

‘If it looks like a pulp, he'll despise me. You have to be brave. This is for healing purposes. ’

“Well, shall we check the pain first? ”

The courageous Hansol dares to bend his robe to the side.

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