Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

[I don't know what's going to happen, but something bigger than the first one will come.]

"Okay, okay!"

Let's be prepared for each other. That's how dangerous it is to be possessed.

"Oh, my God, don't take the nogari anymore. Come on! Sehee is crying!"

[What? Did it ring?]]

I thought I was biting my teeth tightly, but my vocal cords suddenly overwritten my body.

I felt a throbbing sensation just before I fainted and I heard a lump of iron in my hand falling to the floor.

a fit of dizziness

When I closed my eyes for a moment and opened my eyes, I was floating in the air like a lamp to my body.

Now that you've transformed, you should shout out loud.

[Vocal cords, ear man change!]

He also shouted his vocal cords.

"Change!"

It was a pose that seemed like an Indian dance, so I swung my arms from side to side and stared at the intruder. Of course you can't see me.

"Se-hee is the only one who can ring."

I carefully encouraged the speaking vocal cords in my voice.

Be careful not to get hurt. It's my body.]

"I've got a knife, and I'm ready to cut an arm."

[Puppy, then take the time until the police get here]]

"No, I'm not going to let my girl cry. Here we go."

[Please cheer up!]]

The vocal cords stood tall in front of the bathroom with fallen ornaments and spoke to the intruder.

"Hey, mister. I think I need to get in trouble. Come out here."

Ju Se-hee, who entered the bathtub, was completely frightened and sobbed with her face on her knees.

"You must have made my woman cry."

The intruder, who was squatting and trying to pat Joo Se-hee on the shoulder, looks back. They are not ordinary eyes. Something seems to be missing.

He snorted that it was ridiculous and said, scratching his ears with the tip of his knife.

"Baby, there's not just one or two kids who went to the goal after being brave in front of me."

It was not a vocal chords to be pushed back by words.

He snaps back with sarcasmuch as a sarcasmuch as a joke.

"Well, adults these days have no manners. I'm a generation who grew up getting beaten up, why is that? Are you purposely beating me up because you miss those days?"

"Have you ever seen your guts?”

"Have you ever crawled on the floor with a shimmer of shivers?”

"I can't help you."

"By the way, are you Korean?"

"Who said that?"

"No, it's a little weird. Do it, you son of a gun."

At the vocal cords' provocation, the intruder wrenched his brow and stood up. He grabs the cap, lifts it up once, and walks over the bathroom door as he lowers it.

I penetrated the wall into the bathroom and examined Joo Se-hee's condition first.

Her lips turned purple and her sobbed body trembled uncontrollably.

[Sehee, are you okay?] Can you hear me?]

I guess they can't hear me.

He shouted with a shout of unity as if his vocal cords had done.

Can you hear me, Sehee?]

It was an intruder, not Ju Se-hee, who responded to what I said.

He mumbles through the bathroom, looking up and down.

"What's wrong with the breast? What are you talking about? Who else is there?”

an unexpected communion

Can you hear my voice even though I can't see myself?

As a confirmation, he put his face in front of him and shouted.

You son of a gun! This is the Deathly Hallows for you!]

"Hey!?"

The frightened stalker swung a knife at my face.

I think I'm swinging it reflexively, not because I see it.

I also put the guard reflexively on the knife that swung through my face, and my vocal cords, which did not miss the gap, threw metal ornaments at the side of his head.

Puck!

[That's right!]

That's too bad. If it was hit by a lump of iron, it would have been a bit of a blow, but I think it was missed by a plastic stand.

The intruder faltered but remained alert. Rather, he wielded his sword recklessly toward the vocal cords and came out to the middle of the living room.

The vocal cords stood back and maintained a safe distance. I quickly threw off my socks to see if the floor was slippery.

"You bastard, today is your memorial day."

"Yes, my memorial day has already passed.”

"Let's see how long you're playing games."

The knife of the man, who had been wielding it, soon stopped. Like a fencer, he spreads his legs wide and stretches out his legs for a short time, threatening his vocal cords. With his own sound effect.

I don't know how skilled it is, but it wasn't seen as a skill at least once or twice. I felt quite alive.

His mouth is chattering, but his vocal cords are also staring at the intruder's face with a nervous look. The weight of the air itself was different from when we were dealing with a group of ground crayfish.

Be careful, really.

"Well, I guess it's okay to wait until the police come."

[Yes, yes.]

The intruder answered back.

"No, I'll kill you before the police come."

Looking at each other, the two men drew a circle and found a gap in each other's gap.

The vocal cords that went up on the sofa and down on the other side were turned against the bathroom.

He seemed to have turned in that direction on purpose to check Joo's condition.

The vocal cords, which turned their heads and confirmed the girlfriend's appearance, said in a calm voice.

"Sehee, go into your room and lock the door."

Joo Se-hee sniffed and stuck her head out of her head.

"Are you vocal cords? Are you vocal cords?"

"Oh, I'm in front of the bathroom, so get out of here. With my cell phone."

"That's him. Barbab Gongsam."

Barbab03?

He shot the most sex-cones on BJ's single broadcast and even had sex with his fans.

집안 꼴 잘 돌아간다, 진짜.

“아하, 어쩐지. 얼굴이 이상하게 재수 없어 보인다 했더니 그 새끼였구나?”

“경찰 불렀으니까 금방 올 거야. 다치지 마. 다치면 나한테 죽을 줄 알아.”

욕실 밖으로 나온 주세희의 울먹거림이 한 톤 높아졌다.

“칼 들었잖아···. 진짜 조심해···. 응?”

“저 칼 잘 드는 거야?”

“그래, 바보야. It hasn't been long since he left."

"You're too diligent not to cook."

"Be careful, really, okay?

Joo Se-hee, who was protected by the vocal cords, ran safely into the inner room across the street.

In the midst of all this, my cub thought her swaying chest was too rhythmical. The woman is beautiful as expected.

"That's a weird little thing."

Babab03 kept his guard up, but kept nodding his head as if there were more than one or two questions. It must be confusing to hear the voice of an unidentified ghost and hear that his body has changed.

"Get ready, mister. You'll have to pay back the tears that made Se-hee's eyes tear up with blood, no, blood."

said the vocal cords, lifting the metal sculpture that had fallen on the floor again.

A relaxed smile spreads over the face. So far, he seems to have acted to evacuate Ju Se-hee.

"Chili!"

As soon as the vocal cords shouted, they threw the ornaments at Babab's peppers, and immediately jumped in.

The intruder's waist instinctively turned to protect the pepper from the throw. He blocked it with his butt, but his posture was completely sideways.

The vocal cords seemed to be after it.

"You little punk!"

He belatedly tried to wield a knife toward the jumping vocal cords, but the distance had already narrowed. The vocal cords dug into the back of Babab and lifted him up, holding his waist from the waist.

The intruder's two legs are floundering in the air.

"Oh, oh, oh!

He was about to backdrop in that state, and the thought that crossed my mind in a short moment was, 'This man, he's going to die!'

[Hey, no, no, no!]

At the same time as I said, the movement continued quickly. The vocal cords sprang back without hesitation and bent their backs.

It was also a backdrop.

-Thump!

Still, our vocal cords were not thoughtless.

It was put in a leather sofa, not on the floor. The neck was bent, but the drop point was reduced, so I don't think I'll become a vegetable.

Immediately, the fist of the vocal cords fell into the face of the Bababab spread on the sofa.

Puck! Puck!

It was a pounding with his side fist as if he were hammering.

When three shots were accurately aimed at the chin, Babab's pupils loosened and his hands became unnatural.

That's a game over.

The intruder held a knife wrapped in rubber gloves to the end.

Uh, but what's the blood on the edge of the knife?

[Vocal cords, blood on the knife] Did you get stabbed somewhere?]

"What?"

Only then did I wake up and look around. Blood drops were gradually falling on the floor as well as the knife, and dark blood stains were also on the forearms of the vocal cords.

[Hey, look at his arm, arm.

The vocal cords stood up and examined the body.

I don't think it's there to wipe the blood on my arm with saliva.

Then blood trickled down from the bottom of the black T-shirt. The sides were already brightly colored.

[Hey, side, side!]

"Huh?"

The vocal cords pulled off the T-shirt.

A scar as big as two fingers was revealed on the left side of the flesh. It was quite wide, so I could see red flesh. Near the ribs and the pelvis were already peathed and blood was flowing continuously.

Fortunately, it didn't look too serious for the naked eye.

[Hey, you've been stabbed] ··········· Does it hurt a lot?]

"No, it doesn't hurt at all."

I'll be sick after I change.

"When was it stabbed?”

Blood keeps coming out. Cover it up with a T-shirt.]

"Yes."

"Turn it off ···."

At the same time, the sound of the groans and my eyes turned to Babab.

He seems to be in a state of groggy, not fainting.

The vocal cords pulled out the knife he was holding tightly and threw it into the kitchen. Then he called Joo Se-hee in the main room.

"Sehee! Joo Se-hee! Come out, it's over!"

In the meantime, Joo Se-hee, dressed in a training suit, came to the living room.

She was on the phone with a policewoman.

"Oh, why aren't you coming? Please come quickly!"

I'm on my way. You picked up a weapon?

"Yes, a knife in the kitchen."

Joo Se-hee's eyes, which were explaining the situation with a raised voice, headed to the side of the vocal cords that were bleeding.

"Huh? What? Did you get stabbed? What?"

"It's all right."

Hello?

"Oh no! My boyfriend was stabbed!"

"Hey, it's okay. Don't make a fuss."

Yes, please be calm. ···

Joo Se-hee's voice increased nervously, perhaps the calm female policewoman's voice was annoying.

"How can you stay calm in this situation? Come on! Come on! I was stabbed!"

"Hey, hey. Why are you doing this to him?"

The vocal cords that stole the phone from Joo Se-hee replaced the call.

It was a stalker who was hiding in the house. I fainted during the fight, and I was stabbed, but it's not serious," he said calmly.

When asked how long it would take for the police to arrive, the policewoman replied, "Up to five minutes."

119 is coming, right?”

Yes, it is.

"Okay. Good luck."

As soon as I pressed the call-off button, I noticed Joo Se-hee picking up the knife she had thrown in the kitchen. He approaches me with the spirit of stabbing me to death.

[Oh, vocal cords, stop Sehee!]

The vocal cords quickly blocked her.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! Don't!"

"Get away, you've been stabbed, too! I'll do the same!"

"Relax, relax. It's not me, it's just a cut on the body of the cute guy.”

What are you doing?]

"Ah, get out of the way!"

"Oh, ah! Wound, hurt! Sehee, I'm sick."

Joo Se-hee's anger was swallowed only after her vocal cords faked and collapsed.

"Look. How hurt are you?”

Her impression of confirming the wound was grimaced. The arrow returned to the police.

"Why aren't you coming, seriously?"

"It takes about five minutes."

She asked after wiping off her tears once.

"But what happened to your vocal cords and brother?"

"I came into your body for a moment, and you're floating here in your spirit.”

"You can go back and forth as you like?”

"Well, that's right."

"But why haven't you done it so far? Then you and I could have had sex ourselves.”

Hey, hey, hey. Is that important right now?

"I have some aftereffects, so it's better not to do it unless it's urgent.”

The vocal cords answered by touching Ju Se-hee's Novra chest, and she nodded.

"Well, as expected. The touch is different ···I can feel ····."

And then he fiddles with the chilies, and they're amazing people.

It's not at the level I dare to face.

Oh, you're kissing me.

Why, you're having sex at all?

While the two were feeling each other's bodies, Babab's mind, which was shaking like a crotch in early winter, was slowly recovering.

I informed my vocal cords of the fact.

Vocal cords, stalker, get up.

"Oh, it's not over yet."

The vocal cords flashed their eyes as they pressed the intruder's forehead to raise his upper body.

[What are you doing?]

"I'd like you to break one of your arms before the police come.”

[Huh?]

"Sehee's tears are a waste to end it like this. If you fall down and break during a physical fight, it would be recognized as self-defense."

Hey, I'm supposed to take the investigation. It might not be self-defense, so why don't we just end it here?]

"You have to pay him back for hurting his body."

Despite my dissuasion, the vocal cords eventually twisted Babab's arm. Keylock or Kimura line. Anyway, something like that. without a moment's hesitation

Boom.

The eyes of the vocal cords looking down at the troubled middle-aged man were cold and calm.

"I told you I'd give you a cheap poo, didn't I?"

I don't have any bloodshed, but I think it's better not to pack for cleaning up.

By the way, stalker hiding in the house, I'm living my life. I try my best to experience a lot. I wonder if we're going to experience the afterlife.

A moment later, the police knocked on the door and rang the doorbell, and Joo Se-hee ran out.

[Vocal cords, I need to change my body]]

"Yes."

It's just the beginning that really bothers me. My head has already hurt thinking about going back and forth to the police station. What should I say to the store? What about you, Moonjung? And Hayeon?

Oh, I don't know.

[Here we go.]

"Lazier."

-Swoosh.

As soon as I returned to my body, I felt a cold pain in my side.

I barely managed to hold my head spinning and sat down on the floor.

"Oh, I'm so dizzy. Are you all right?"

There was no answer back. And there was no sign of vocal cords anywhere in the house.

"Oh, oh."

My eyes close regardless of my will.

I feel like I'm getting sucked into something.

I felt like this is what dying is like.

an end

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