Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Where are we?

Who am I.

It was a small franchise pub called Cheolsan-dong, which was the first time I came here since my hair was cut, or even a local name.

It's 7:30 in the morning.

The pub was already closed, and inside, two men and a woman were waiting for us with a drinking table. Us is Eunsol and me.

The age group of two men, who are only about the same age as Eun-sol, appeared to be around 20 at the most, while women appeared to be in their mid-20s at the most.

"Hi, hi!"

"Soul! Why are you so late!"

"Sorry! The deadline is late!"

As Eun-sol jumped up and down, a girl named Zeng, who had no makeup, hugged Eun-sol and danced.

The men sitting in their seats were attracted to me first, and they bowed with puzzled expressions. I also lowered my head reflexively.

"Wow, did you do Harley Quinn?”

"Oh, I work like this in a store these days!"

"What a match!"

"I have clothes. Should I go change?"

"Soon, later."

"Okidoki!"

The men's faces were stained with embarrassment and wonder, with the two women giving a frantic hug. He never heard that a group of uncle-like people would come with him. The face of a child was seen from the front as a sand tiger shark ate ducks at the aquarium.

Don't look at me like that, you punks.

It's the same for me to be flustered.

Do you know how I feel now? My girlfriend told me to come quickly because no one was in her house, so I wiped my balls and ran to my eyes. I feel like I'm drinking beer in an empty house with no one around.

I also took a taxi and didn't hear anything for the whole 30 minutes.

Sol just said this.

"Oh, just follow me. You're flirting with me today."

So I said, "Where are you going to go to the nice motel?" And I called for a pleasure. I thought we were having a coupon event at Yanolja.

Of course it was just my delusion.

Eun-sol introduced me to them as they were spying on each other with embarrassing eyes.

"This is our store's Sung Gwi-nam manager who attended as a solo acquaintance."

Yes, I'm a man of cuteness.

A man who never gives up.

At Eun-sol's introduction, I bowed down formally to the children on the raw cotton land.

I don't know what kind of place this is, but once I'm invited, I think I should match the atmosphere with the wit of an adult.

"Oh, yes. Hello, I'm Sung Gwynam. Not the genitals, but the ears with a man in them!Someone else, hahahahahaha, ········

"Aha-ha-··

"Yes, yes. Hello."

As soon as I was about to feel upset because I could see the babies smiling silently with their eyes, Eun-sol recommended to sit down in a mother-like manner, taking care of the chaotic atmosphere. I can see an unknown satisfaction in the eyes of me.

"Oh, sit down. Please take good care of Sol."

"Oh, yes. He's doing so well ········."

Eun-sol, who followed me next to me, leaked what I had told him at the store.

"The manager asked me to flirt with him today. They say I'm prettier than Seolhyun and Suzy. I'm flirting~ flirting~♪"

Don't do that! Don't say that!

What would the kids think? The old man who tries to be young is flirting with a little girl.

Of course that's true, but ·······

"Poof!"

"Laughing."

Eun-sol replied mischievously to the reality of young peppers.

"Oh, look at you guys, are you laughing? Is my manager funny?

A guy named Kang Min-kyu stops laughing after looking at me.

"No, no. I'm sorry. I didn't laugh at you. I said you were prettier than Suzy's Seolhyun. Can I call you hyung?

"Oh, you can call me whatever you want. You can call me brother, you can call me uncle."

"Well, I'm a big brother, too.

"Yes, please."

"Excuse me, how old are you?"

Thirty-four.

"Oh, then you're a big brother, so don't We're both a couple of course. Mi-jung's older sister is 24.

"When we get close."

"We're comfortable talking down.”

"Oh, I see. Yes, of course."

After a few words, I don't think there's any hostility toward me. I'm just a little shy because I've never met him before.

It doesn't look like a trance in appearance or speech, but it was not the style of the panhandlers, but the average youth of that age.

Eun-sol formally introduced them.

The two men said Eun-sol was a close friend of mine. Nicknames are mantis and cabbage, respectively. Looking at their faces and hairstyles, they could distinguish who was a praying mantra and a cabbage even if they didn't explain.

Kim Mi-jung is a close older sister of Eun-sol, but she seems to have just gotten close to the boys.

This is a pub where Kim Mi-jung works as a part-timer and she talked to the president and rented a special seat.

In the meantime, I could hear the reason for today's meeting from the vocal cords who had been looking around the room.

[Brother, it looks like Eunsol's birthday party] There's a cake in the kitchen with the initials ES.]

Oh? Today is Sol's birthday? No way.

Employees' birthdays have been entered in their mobile phone schedules as stated in their resumes. This is because there was an order from President Ji Sun-kyung to take care of the congratulatory money every day. No one has celebrated his birthday since the opening.

When he heard what the vocal cords had said, he asked straight to the mantis and cabbages.

"By the way, what day is it today? Because Soli didn't say anything."

"You're supposed to drop the honorifics.”

"Oh, I did."

"Today is her birthday."

I looked at Eun-sol in surprise as if it was my first time hearing it.

"Huh? Is it your birthday today? No, I've checked every member's birthday."

When I turn on my cell phone to check, the cabbage carefully takes care of Sol's facial expression and speaks out.

"It's a little... ..·······……………………………… Sol, can I talk to you?”

Sol answered directly, saying it didn't matter.

"My birthday is in December, but I changed it because it coincided with your funeral. Today is my brother's birthday in the sky."

"Oh ············?"

"Yes."

No.

Don't tell me such heartbreaking stories.

I'm here to make you fall asleep without hesitation, but that makes me feel weak.

According to the story, Eun-sol longed for his brother, who was a flare bartender, so he learned how to play from his brother when he was in elementary school. His brother died two years ago in a car accident in the winter. Unfortunately, on Eunsol's birthday.

No wonder, there was a story like that that a kid who just got a minor ticket was better at turning the disease than the seniors who worked at the bar for a few years.

I don't know what to do, but Eun-sol's expression of talking about his dead brother did not show any wrinkles.

That's another comfort for my son.

I can do it.

The dead are the dead, and the living are to be counted.

Please don't blame me, brother-in-law, I'll make Sol happy.

A few minutes later, the praying mantis and cabbage came out of the kitchen with a cake lit. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you, Eunsol, happy birthday to you. Wow.

Soli blew out the candlelight, followed by a happy presentation ceremony for everyone except me.

"Oh, thank you, thank you! I love you all."

Blonde hair, it's so embarrassing.

If it was a party held at a bar in business, I would have paid for it.

I hinted to Sol in embarrassment.

"Tell me if you want anything."

"Oh, really?"

While thinking, rolling the silver pine to the eyeballs, the praying mantis prides itself.

"Kiss Sea, ······················"

Cabbage and Kim Mi-jung also join.

"Kiss me. Kiss me!"

There's no such thing as a flash.

What a new generation.

It seems that Sol and I sincerely accepted the saying that we are going to each other.

On the other hand, I felt relieved. I was worried if there was a person who adored pine nuts among cabbages and warts.

These days, there are a lot of coeducational schools, so there are many cases where men and women are known to have bad friends, but I think they are just like that's what they are.

I didn't understand a little bit from my point of view, but when I actually met him, I thought it might be true.

Sol, who was staring at my face when I was told to kiss, opened her mouth.

"Well, it's my birthday, so you can do it for me."

Then, he pushes out the right ball with Heart Henna on it toward me.

What, you really want me to do it?

It's embarrassing to tell you to do it.

I was so embarrassed that I shook my head.

"What, do you like me? Stop kidding me, I'm excited."

Eun-sol opens his eyes with smoky makeup and asks back.

"Didn't you know? I like you."

"What are you talking about? I'm not teasing an old man."

"Huh? It's real. I made it obvious that I like it at the store, too."

"When did you?"

"Everyday~!"

What's going on here?

His vocal cords shrugged as if they were not sure.

[Looking at his face, it looks real, but I didn't notice either.]

The information was not provided by not only vocal cords but also by chewing.

I think they're teasing me.

"Kkkkk, I'm not good at expressing my feelings to the guy that Sol likes. I think I did something in my own way, but I'm sure it wasn't obvious at all.”

It was Kim Mi-jung's additional explanation, and cabbage and mantis nodded.

"Eun-sol is always a love-lover."

"I had a crush for three years in middle school, and I graduated without even having a chance to talk to him.”

Sol's ears blazed up.

"Hey, I was so obvious back then. I didn't notice because he was slow.”

"Bung, you've been in a relationship all by yourself."

"And then he's nagging at someone he doesn't even like. He's a psychopath, totally."

"Hey, shut up! I don't know, I'm gonna go change. I'll show you Harley Quinn.”

As soon as Eun-sol with a shopping bag quickly disappeared into the bathroom, the manager's sister's voice rang in her head. Eun-sol's favorability has increased and the information has been renewed, so check the status window.

"Brother, I'll pour you a drink."

"Oh, thank you."

He was given a soju accompanied by a mantis, and he opened a chewing spear.

Name: Eun-sol

Age: 20

Height: 164cm

Weight: 52 kg

Good feelings for me: A

Sexual desire: B

Gender Opening Index: A

ST. Fantasy: Sex with someone who looks like you.

Pinpoint: Inside the thigh, conspiracy.

TIP: After I unintentionally expressed my feelings after being drunk on the atmosphere, I fully opened up my feelings and feelings for myself. Since his beloved brother died, he has been attracted to someone who resembles him rationally.

Recommendation: "Don't call me manager. Call me brother."

[Oh, my God, oh, my God. It was a brother complex.]

a brother complex

It means being attached to or obsessed with a brother.

It's a strange turn of events.

"Brother, have a drink."

said the mantis, timidly reaching out to me.

There was a round of soju cups between the people who remained like that.

Kim Mi-jung fills the glass and asks me.

"You're pretty, aren't you?"

He nodded his head as if he was asking the obvious.

"It's pretty."

"How's your brother? Don't you like Sol?"

"No, not that. ·········· I was a little flustered. I thought you were kidding."

"And now that I see it, Sol looks very similar to you."

Mantis and cabbages agreed.

"Oh, we felt it when we first saw it, too."

"Brother, please be nice to us. It's my first time seeing him say that he likes someone. Sol's brother had a hard time after that. I have depression with my parents."

"Hey, that's a little, uh, ········………………

"Well, you should know."

"You didn't even hear what your brother was thinking.”

Then, with a very serious look on his face, he asked for a cold break if he didn't want to meet, and the nests asked him to be really happy if he wanted to go out with him.

"But you really look like Sol. You look like your brother."

"Sol's brother was really nice too. You give me pocket money whenever I go home."

Don't do that, you sissy bastards.

I'm not what you think I am. I just touched it because I thought I'd do a sesse sesse with my genitals as if I was taking a walk. He's just a dirty dog who's blinded by sexual desire.

Vocal cords, you son of a gun, what are you up to? Come on, don't give me an answer.

Can we move on like this?

Or do I have to step out now?

The vocal cords that read my eyes stroke my chin. He was also a troubled face.

While Soli was not coming, when the second cup turned, the vocal cords, which had finished their storage, opened their mouths.

[Mmmm, ·······] Let's scream first. I'm a little bit worried, but I don't think I'm the type to cry and cling to the sex and openness index.]

an end

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