Mom is my constellation

"Why are you smiling so single?"

"Can't I smile?"

"... This son of a bitch, he's about to burst his bones, and he doesn't know the speed of others. Don't laugh, man! I can't sleep."

[There is no such thing as four heads. SeongHyun-sook sends a sympathetic childish look!]

I feel like I'm getting a little premature the day I make fun of you, Mom.

Dependent.

As you can see, I'm confronting Mr. Taeho in the Chairman's office.

I had a few things to tell you.

But I laughed a little because I felt good, and I took it and I tweeted it.

By the way, the reason I feel good.

Representative Huang can be reborn as a great successor.

... because Pietro's words still hovered in his head.

According to my mother, the manager of the Hall of Fame never lies to value 'equality' and 'discipline' above all else in the world.

In other words, Pietro only speaks the truth.

I wish he could fly again and again as a great warrior..

'That really means I have the possibility.'

At least it wasn't just lip service, she said.

So I feel more reassured, I feel better.

'Someday I will be a victor..'

All rankers who left significant footprints in the world were victors.

Blessed are the saints.

A skilled man who had no choice but to acknowledge the Holy Spirit.

A place that many players admire and dream of.

Of course, before the regression, I also dreamed of a future that would be reborn as a winner.

Of course, I thought it was just a dog dream without a jaw to fulfill.

But..

'Not anymore.'

There's another story in the world that I've only drawn from my dreams, looking at it with an admirable young eye.

In this life, it is not a dream, but a clear 'reality' that can go hand in hand with it.

It can't be more perfect because it can be my mother's successor, not another holy place.

But it's still a little early to drink Kim Chi Guk.

'To make this dream come true, we need to do what Pietro said.'

Don't be arrogant. Grow stronger, build more achievements.

First of all, that's all I have to aim for.

His fist caught on fire and his heart pounded.

"Oh, that's why the dragon was raised. Don't sneak up on me."

Until he sharpens his eyes and puts cold water on it.

.. Gift, why do you trouble me because I am the owner of the polymorph with dragons.

You couldn't turn into a tiger or a lion because you couldn't.

I shake my head in a sigh.

"… Do you want to hear it?"

"I want to hear it."

"Well, I have to tell you. It's a brilliant story between me and him.."

"Yes, try it. You don't do crazy things for a day or two, but I'm curious about this."

Yoo-yeon, who was standing behind him without a word, paid attention with his ears widened.

I anticipated this reaction and made an alibi in advance.

My story (Gura) that started like that, if this was a fantasy novel, 'Writer, today was really the best. "I let him sweat in my hand, even though it didn't seem odd.

"... found the Dragon lair in the dungeon, and the dragon there recognized you as its owner?"

"Jae-min, who also said that Jin Soo-hyun couldn't conquer the dragon..."

I think the meaning of light in both eyes is a little different.

First, I looked at the emotional state of Yoo-yeon and Mr. Tuan.

+ + +

Emotions

Doubt/Slight Shock/Hope

+ + +

Emotions

Surprise/awe/respect

+ + +

He was suspicious, and pretended not to be Yoo-yeon, but inside... Hmm. I'm getting hotter looking inside.

But what is hope?

"... Well, what do I do now that you say so? I still have to believe it, though. By the way, is that dragon really safe?"

"Of course I said it."

"So in a way, this is the first dragon in history to be on humanity's side."

.. Ah.

That's what "hope" meant.

As the words stood, he began to smile like that between himself, giving hope.

"... Yes, maybe Jae-min brought you a strong ally. Heh, heh. The dragon doesn't have to fight, he's on the same side."

"……."

There have only been two encounters with the dragon by mankind.

Eight years ago, at the Purple Gate in the United States. And five years ago, once at the Purple Gate in Japan.

At a time when the meeting place was the gate, the dragon was, of course, the enemy to fight.

Ever since then, the formula has been established: "The Dragon's Evil and Powerful Enemy."

But today, the day that such common sense hardened, did I suddenly make dragons ministers?

It would be outrageous, and on the other hand, you'd want to know what kind of bread this is.

But what do we do with this?

My child is not a dragon but a wolf..

"The dragon who brought you to be master, can you assure me that you will not attack anyone?"

"What if you're not cheap enough to get attacked with Oshirin?"

"… good."

I don't know what's good, but the spleen box nods its sensitive face.

Then all of a sudden I bring my smartphone to me... What is it?

"Pass one by one and read it."

"This is…."

(Breaking news) Kill Osharin's representative. This time again, the main player is Yellow Jae Min.

The dragon who appeared on the scene was found to be the minister of the Yellow Jap...

Jin Soo-hyun is an untamed dragon. What the hell happened to the Yellow Jap?

On the screen are the headlines of various articles,

Choi Guanghyun and Jin Soo-hyun are captured by Hwang Jae-min.

Gad Jae-min;;

Light Javelin;;

But what's a dragon blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Sources say you fought with King Jae-min... HOXY?

So the dragon is the minister of the empire? Blah blah blah blah??

And the reverse of the dragon.

Stop sucking Yeojae Min;;

Just suck that? ㅇ

I remembered a snapshot of the comments in that article.

Apparently, only the articles related to me and the gift seem to have been collected by you.

But... Hmm. Why are you showing me this?

A new kind of numerical play.

[Holy See, SeongHyun-sook is looking at our son's reputation with happy eyes!]

[Later, SeongHyun-sook shakes his head with his hands on his cheeks, saying that he should go and brag to his closest friends!]

My mom keeps saying that the nickname in the pavilion isn't "first-class". Please protect your torso, Mother.

I was ashamed and was moaning, and he said in a low, sunken voice.

"As you can see, the dragon you're raising right now is quite a hot potato among people."

"... more shocking news than my dragon?"

"Of course, there's been a lot of talk this time about the bioexperiment that you pulled over the surface. But your dragon is no less than him."

.. It seems that my grudging wish to polymorph the gift in a different form in the near future has disappeared beyond the star kingdom, right?

After pushing out the grim heart with a sigh, I continued to hand over the capture.

I thought you'd only comment on friendly articles.

It wasn't.

"Ja-min. If Buddha or Jesus comes again, he doubts, and they curse. The world does these days."

Most of the time, ministers were raising safety concerns about the fact that they were dragons.

There are quite a number of writings that governments and associations should fully regulate the use of dragons by individuals as ministers.

These bastards...

All I can say is that my kid fought for his life, and it's not funny.

I took my eyes off the smartphone screen and looked at you.

What do you want to do?

I was going to ask you that.

"I'm sorry if I broke my heart for showing you the same bullshit. Ja-min."

"… Yes?"

"Governments and associations have to step up and regulate?"

Caterpillar.

He snorted blatantly.

"I don't know what the heart of the government is, but at least the association doesn't intend to regulate. You didn't tell me you were coming? Then you're ready."

"Uncle...."

"Sometimes you do crazy things you don't understand, but I don't think you're as responsible for at least one spit."

"……."

"Just knowing that there is a reaction like this, don't worry about it any more. The bullshits coming from outside will somehow hit the cover."

[Sanctuary, SeongHyun-sook draws a big smile on the side of her mouth.]

The man who woke up from his seat came behind me.

Then he patted me on the shoulder with a thick hand.

"We spare no support for you and that dragon. This is the 'official position' of the association. So don't shake it, I'll cover your way."

"……."

I knew it.

I didn't think of him as a father for nothing.

"... Thank you, uncle."

The blessing that someone who believes in me and supports me will be by my side.

So...

"And can I ask you something else?"

Let's rely a little more on this angel.

* * *

"Yes, yes. No, it's hard. I'm struggling to see you alone."

Dark room with lights.

A weary middle-aged man with a clear look was talking to his wife with a smile.

On a table where a man sits on his butt, there is a plaque that is pronounced "Lecturer Song Yeongju."

"I'm sorry. Things have been a little complicated lately... Yeah. No, it's okay. Go inside and sleep.... Ah. Wait a minute. Let's hear our late voice before we hang up."

After a brief static, a short tongue voice cheerfully came across the sign.

"Dad."

"Oh, my princess! What were you doing while you were gone?"

"I was doing kindergarten homework!"

"Did you? Oh, that's amazing."

I looked at Song Youngju's eyes, who was smiling, with a frame on the table.

A family photo with precious memories.

He couldn't get his eyes off the picture, and Song Young-ju had a conversation with his youngest daughter.

After a few moments, Song Young-ju sweeps his forehead with both hands after saying a sad goodbye.

After a short time of happiness, a heavy reality hit him.

Argh.. Argh..

Beyond the door, the sound of someone sighing dug out his ear.

"……."

Song Young-ju left the room without a word.

And then a big living room welcomed him.

There, only one thin fur covered the body, and the children slept on the cold bare ground.

The feeling came from a place not far away.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

A boy was tearing his nose and filling up his vomit with tears.

A sheep with food poisoning, grasping her belly with a pale face.

"Ha…."

After a deep sigh, Song Young-ju approached the boy.

And I licked my lips with my tongue, as if I could not be irritated.

"This X-shot son of a bitch is real. In the middle of the night.."

There is no stress like this.

However, all of Maddox's 'biological experiments' have been abandoned because of his son, Yellow Jap, or something.

It's time to take a huge amount of money in return for the orphans of the orphanage to Osharin.

'CX. It was quite a deal..'

Maybe if you just cut the funding line.

The government and the association have embarked on a detailed investigation, and it is only a matter of time before the tail is stepped on.

What if it turns out that it was you who procured the children for the biotest?

It's all over then.

"I have a family to support! '

Thanks to this, Song Young-ju had been anxious for two days before his head turned upside down.

But this son of a bitch gets all dirty without even noticing.

If it was normal, I would have let you take care of it..

"You're doing this to me on purpose, right?"

For now, I felt like I was going to lose because I was beaten.

Song Youngju's extended hand curled up and grabbed the sore boy's hair roughly.

"Ah, ah, ugh..."

"Huh? Are you doing this on purpose? The principal asked. Then you have to answer, right?"

"I'm sorry..."

"What if you do something wrong? You have to be right. Don't you have to be right?"

"……."

"Oh, I'm not answering again."

Song Young-ju smashed the boy's cheek with his left hand.

No, no, no, no.

I tried to crush him.

"... Huh?"

Just before the slap.

until he saw his left finger bent in an unbreakable direction.

The pain came one stroke late.

"Argh...?! Ahhhhhhhhh! My hand!!"

Accidents did not keep pace with reality.

All of a sudden, what's going on?

What happened to my finger?

Song Youngju tried to struggle on the ground, feeling a terrible pain that seemed to tear her nerves.

However, this time, he did not finish what he wanted to do.

Heh!

"Argh...!"

Something like invisible touching.

He grabbed his hair violently and raised himself upright.

It was then that I heard my voice.

"My baby is precious."

Glug...

With the sound of the wind touching.

Song Young-ju saw it.

I saw a crowd of demons flashing in front of their noses.

"Don't you value other people's children? You piece of garbage that can't even be recycled."

After releasing the hideout, the crowd's fist smashes the face of Song Youngju.

Ugh!