Mom is my constellation

Who supplied Ocharyn with the children to mobilize for the bioexperiment?

The answer to this question can be seen from the memory of the Greedy Consul.

"Oh, sorry...."

The moment I smashed this scumbag's face with a powerful fist, I wanted to get rid of it.

So I apologized honestly.

Not this motherfucker, from the kids who woke up in their sleep because of the noise.

"Hiik...."

"What, what...?"

When I heard the noise, the children who opened their eyes fluttered with frightened faces.

At least I threw my gaze at the boy who seemed to be stirring.

"Hey, you."

"Me, me?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry. Can you come and take care of her? As you can see, he doesn't have any hands left."

With a jaw, I pointed to the child who had just suffered from this scum.

Seeing the complexion pale and vomiting, this must be...

[SeongHyun-sook must have lost his temper by eating a shitty meal!]

[For those who play with food and those who are mean to children, 'Hyun-sook' will burn their lives!]

Somehow, when I sneak in here and pass by the kitchen, there is a strange smell.

Oh, blood pressure's up again.

Burinake added to the boy who ran and threw up the child.

"Just one more. Will you take all the kids out of here as representatives? I'm waiting outside for a minute. I'm sorry I asked you to do this on a cold day."

"Why, why...?" …. "

The moment the boy grabbed the sauce, he covered my mouth with his hands.

I'm afraid I'll think too hard about asking why.

[SeongHyun Sook is sad and angry when he asks what he does when he's usually treated like!]

Maybe in this nursery, this scumbag was right about the law.

If you vomit on your words, it will lead to unwarranted abuse.

The other thing is, he was sick and couldn't sleep, so I can see what he did.

"You idiots! Don't look so dumb, but come and do something! Even though your principal looks like this.. Spank?"

I put my hand in the mouth of the noisy bark and grabbed one of my upper teeth with a pause and thumb.

One of the coldest I've had since I was shot before.

I ripped it off with a squeeze!

"Argh!"

"... Will you do me a favor?"

As I smiled kindly, the boy took the other children outside.

Now I can spend some time alone with this garbage.

"Why, why, why are you doing this? Me, to me... Don't. You can talk, okay? I mean..."

"Why did you do that to them?"

Ugh!

It smells like a rotten sewer in my mouth, so I grinded the regime onto my stomach.

"Kuhek...!"

The crushing sensation in his fist winds up, and he spills a handful of blood.

You just got your face down. Well done.

I catch the back of this human garbage,

Kung!

"Oops...!"

I stuffed his face deeply in the dirt that had been irritated by a child who had been addicted to food earlier.

Then he shakes his limbs and keeps trying to get up. So I put my back on the soles of my feet.

Suddenly it's too quiet...

"Dead?"

I grabbed my hair and raised my face.

Seeing the crab bubbles boil, I think I just fainted.

It's because of the dirt on the disgusting surface... Ugh.

[Get it out of my sight right now, SeongHyun-sook is disgusted!]

"I'm sorry I showed you the dirt, Mom."

I pulled a bottle of Recovery Potion from the association out of the hood pocket.

Then he opened the lid and poured the contents into his face.

At that moment, the dead guy's face was restored to normal.

The concave face emerged from the road, and the superior cold-drawn man began to grow.

He regained consciousness when his wounds recovered quickly.

"Heh, heh...!"

"If you hit your face intensively, you'll pass out quickly. Okay, got it."

"Wait, wait... I, please listen to me... I need to talk..."

"I'm sorry. I don't understand what the beast says because I'm not a Beast Tamer."

It was annoying to keep it longer, so I broke my right arm as soon as my hand went.

An ugly scream that I didn't want to describe burst out of his agate.

I broke my left finger, didn't I?

[If you hit the right cheek, 'Hyun-sook' nods because it is the Bible's teaching to hit the left cheek too!]

In this situation, it's not the cheeks, it's the fingers, but... well, whatever.

Puddle up!

Like breaking a branch of a tree, he snaps his fingers outwards, one by one, from his thumb to his weakness.

Slow down.

Very slowly.

"Huff, huff...!"

"Does it hurt? Okay. Received."

Whoa, whoa!

I poured a little remaining potion of Recovery into the left hand of the crooked one.

Association acidity tricks! Not bad. The speed at which the broken finger recovers... Ah, it's not recovered until the thumb and index.

He vomits his tears as he spits.

"Kill him! I'd rather kill him!"

"I hate it."

"What, what...?"

"I'm the one who took all the pills you didn't have to take to lose. But we still need another 10 minutes for the drug to work."

What kind of medicine?

It's nothing. It's just a debuff potion that reduces all stats by a third for just 30 minutes.

Why did you eat this?

If I hit him with the usual stats, he won't make it.

It must have blown your face off like a watermelon at the time you took one shot at the surface.

I don't like that.

I want this son of a bitch to be sick as much as possible and longer, just like Hyuk Chul did.

I kept my head down and whispered quietly in the ear of the angry one.

"No matter how sick you are at this moment, struggling with pain, despair and tears."

"Ugh, uhhh...."

"The children you abused. And compared to the infernal pain that the children who sold it to Ocharyn had to suffer with your hands, it's not even claw time."

The nursery is open.

To those children who had to lose their parents because of monsters, or for some other reason, they had to be sheltered.

But, Si X..

"You don't want to abuse and beat them up, and eat food that doesn't look like food, and sell them to horrible experiments that you don't want to put in your mouth? Only for the money?"

Ugh!

I climbed on top of him and started smashing my face with my fist.

"They're guilty of something."

"Huff, huff...."

Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

"In a place like that filthy gutter, you had to shed tears while not being treated by your livestock?"

Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

Mom, what the kids had to face was to miss Dad's arms.

Cold surgical table.

Scalpel.

And after a cruel experiment, he became a chimeric mirror.

Ugh!

"I can't even imagine how much pain and fear they must endure."

"Glug, Glug..."

"You couldn't help but feed your family with the money you took from Ocharyn. It's a disguise. Ha..."

I can't breathe.

"I'll tell you what to say. I just... I feel sorry for your daughter."

I pulled a very small wooden box the size of a ring case out of my arms.

This item was sponsored by my mom before I came here.

No, can I put this in the category of 'item'?

"Anyway, I sell all sorts of weird stuff there."

Click.You opened the neck box.

Inside, a Sakaman caterpillar wriggles like it paints food.

I grabbed the caterpillar with my left hand and forced this scumbag's mouth open with my right hand.

Between lips that easily opened up without any resistance.

Hmmm.

I put the caterpillar in.

The moment that his necklace moved with the sound of humming.

"Billions...?!"

Above the body of the one who opened his eyes and vomited in vain, a borate blood vessel began to burst.

Then he grabbed his neck like a man who swallowed a razor, and wept on the ground.

"There it is. It's called solitude. Have you read the Mustang?"

"Big, Black, Car, Haha...!"

"Wherever you are in the future. Whatever I do, whatever I whistle at any time, he'll glow in your belly. So what happens is, you die. It's better to burn than just die, and then die in pain."

I'm not exaggerating, it really says that in the item description.

Now that the system that only facts say is more pain than burning, what do you need to say?

"And if I don't whistle, in 10 years' time, he'll drop his damn glow. Easy for you to say, you die unconditionally in 10 years."

"Ugh, shh, shh..."

Of course, there will be pain for 24 hours without whistling.

At least, it'll be a lot more painful than being addicted to food.

In addition, it is useless to try to open the belly by force and put out solitude.

Before that, solitude will first feel the crisis and kill this garbage.

"So, what do you do for the next 10 years? First of all. Everything you've done before lunch tomorrow is in the world. From child abuse to selling children to ocharine. It's absurd."

He stops screaming to see if solitude has completely settled in his stomach.

That's good. If you can't hear me screaming, it's hard to hear either.

"Second. Well, Bali, at the point where you're gonna do what you did, you're gonna rot the rest of your life in jail, but still tell your daughter you're sorry when you get a chance. And be ashamed. I mean, you know what I mean?"

The answer never came back.

He just looked down at the floor and shed tears.

I have no pity at all.

Poor little girl.

"But, um... Even though I knew you were human, would your daughter think you were my father? If it wasn't for me. Well, anyway."

He grabbed his hair, raised his head, and let his eyes face me.

And I warned him.

"If you break any of these, you die."

"……."

"I said it clearly. Tomorrow at lunchtime, precisely before 12: 00. The moment you're one second late, you're dead."

Less.

Cool sweats sweat and the head of the convulsant moves slowly up and down.

[Holy Grail, SeongHyun-sook is satisfied!]

[One more thing, SeongHyun-sook advises you if you forget anything!]

Oh, right.

"And don't tell me I told you to. If I say it, I die."

* * *

"Sell innocent children to illegal biological experiments." Mr. Song Mo, Principal of the Private Nursery, Osharin and Silto Connections.

Hungry, beat, confess to abuse...

A terrible confession in a row. A tragedy that should never happen again...

Perforated protective net. National institutions stepped up and improved hourly….

Well, listen to me.

Why did you do that to the kids? Is it about the money?

…….

Aren't you even sorry about the kids? No guilt?

…….

Just say one word!

Journalists are very good at throwing rubber these days.

Song Youngju, who covered his face with a hat and mask, was struggling to cross the crowd with detectives crossing his arms on both sides.

People who come to the scene sometimes say, 'Are you a human being?' They say insults and harshness... Ouch.

"I'm trembling at everything I see."

"Isn't that what you induced?"

[SeongHyun-sook said that he had come up to the association chair with one eye!]

Yeah, he's a sharp guy.

I asked the man who was watching the news so well between me and the Chairman's office.

"How did you know?"

"How did you know? If you do me a favor and it explodes the next day, it's obvious."

"Will you pretend you don't know?"

"... let's not talk, let's not talk."

This guy, sometimes he seems inflexible.

Yoo-yeon, who was standing next to the sighing uncle, smiled freshly as he faced me and said he had an index on his lips.

Ah. A good person..

"Anyway, the 'favor' you did. I've been thinking a little bit."

The uncle hung himself with a hot cup of coffee and continued his words.

"... even though it wasn't a problem to think about."

"What do you mean?"

"I want the Players' Association to run a relief center that will take responsibility for children who lost their parents in the outbreak..." What else can I do but think about this request? "

"……."

"I should have done it sooner, but I knew it."

His voice was bitterly imbued with self-blame.

"... I can't protect innocent children, but I will protect citizens."

"Don't say that. Honestly, if it hadn't been for me, I wouldn't have been interested."

"Thank you."

"... Why all of a sudden?"

"Thanks to you, I was able to recall what the association existed for."

I remembered in my uncle's eyes.

"If you ask me, I'll make sure I get you a position as president of the association."

"Are you sure you don't mind a budget or something? It's too much because of my request.."

"If you're an association that doesn't have the budget to build a shelter for kids who have nowhere to go, then I'm leaving."

[Holy Spirit, SeongHyun-sook nods and empathizes with the Poles!]

So is Herr Jules, and why there are so many wonderful middle-aged people in the world. I wish I were a 30-year-old woman.

'It's been a while.'

This provided a place for children affected by the crisis.

However, a smile was not made. I couldn't do that.

"... the children mobilized for the experiment. I guess... there's no way to go back to the way it was, is there?"

"……."

The silence of the man who couldn't open his mouth told me so.

* * *

"... Shit."

Washing with cold water does not sink the fury that extends.

Oh-charin and Oh-hyuk-chul are dead.

Song Young-ju will live a life of hell and die in 10 years.

So, what?

What about the children who are victims?

Who's responsible for the lives of those children who were wronged?

"It's too much…."

I know. I know.

Groaning.

But what if it doesn't feel like something else to me?

'At least... it doesn't feel like something else to me.'

I was willing to leave my mom and dad early, so I know how sad and lonely it feels.

The world was not well comforted, no matter who said the warm words.

Because the loss was so hard to fill, I had a place deep in it.

But...

No matter who gives you kindness, you won't grow up.

If you give me a word to cheer up, I won't grow up.

'They had to endure, regardless of their will, when the sword came in and their limbs were cut off.'

These are the children I saved with my own hands. These are children who were in the same situation as me.

Maybe that's why you feel so responsible.

I don't want to admit that this is my limit.

[If we can get the kids back to where they were, SeongHyun-sook will sneak up on our son in recognition of his achievements!]

[This damn system opens up and says, "What should I do?" SeongHyun-sook wraps his head around it!]

No, it's a serious situation. What if the hook suddenly comes in, Mother?

This time it was a bit funny, so I didn't know how to laugh.

"Do you really need to think about your mother's son knowing what kind of man he is?"

[Holy Grail, SeongHyun-sook is scratching her cheeks again!]

"Yes, as your mother said, if I could get those kids back to where they were, I wouldn't have done it. Then she'll be promoted to the Holy Grail, and I'll be qualified to perform the Trial of the Viceroy. But…."

I kept on wiping my face with paper towels.

"... you know? I don't think my mother's son is a crooked human enough to knock on the door until this day."

Gains or losses.

My heart will never change to help those children.

When I tried to save the mother of Yooseong water, I felt like I was the one who wanted to help her purer than any calculated reason.

[Holy Spirit, SeongHyun-sook rates our son's answer as 100 points!]

"Huh? Uh, yeah. Well, I don't know what it is, but thanks. But all of a sudden, why did you try to think about it...?"

[Seongseong, SeongHyun-sook invited guests.]

Huh? Yeah.

Another guest...?

Who is it?

Zata Accredited Saint: Hyun-Sook's son, how are you? Are we seeing each other again?