Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

With two days of rain, the unusually hot summer ended.

It is worth living this much even if the midday temperature does not exceed 30 degrees.

I was on my way to my parents' home for side dishes before I went to work. I kept putting it off, but my mom was really angry, so I'm leaving today.

"You've finally gone through it, you stupid summer bastard.”

Was it really hot this year?]

"It wasn't a joke. Now it's a little more affordable."

The vocal cords, which could not feel the outside temperature other than their body temperature, were hummed and nasal as if they were exposed to overseas news.

It is said that the physical force of the vocal cords only works on the body.

The only thing you can touch is your body, and the only smell you can smell is your body. Sitting in a chair or lying on a bed is just the same pose as one's habit, not by gravity.

After hitting her daughter, semen is secreted normally, but it quickly disappears from the air.

I don't eat, so I don't have any excrement.

A ghost that literally pulls out the semen.

I know it because I've been a soul, but it's quite free. I've never experienced weightlessness, but I think it's similar.

However, while you cannot move freely in zero gravity, you are free to fly in a spirit state. If you're willing to go that way, it's as if the energy of the universe moves itself.

We arrived in front of a multi-family house in Jayang-dong, Gwangjin-gu.

The third floor here is our house with three rooms where I have lived since I was ten years old. That's right. We don't have any bank loans left. Our real house.

All the older sisters got married and left, and now their parents and youngest sister live. My father went out, and my sister went to work.

The door was wide open and the front door was roughly littered with some pairs of women's sneakers that seemed to belong to the guest.

Judging from the sound of words heard in the main room, my mother seemed to be playing go-stop with her friends in the neighborhood friends.

"Oh, it's stuck! Please give me one each."

"It's going to be a lot better. Put down what you're holding.”

"I need something for you."

"Isn't he playing this with a new technique?"

"I died well."

asked the vocal cords that flew into the house first in the high-pitched conversation of the ladies.

[Brother, where's your youngest sister's room?]]

"Why?"

[What do you mean, let me see your panties while you're here.]

"Don't look at your underwear, you son of a gun."

[When you come to a friend's house, you should steal an older sister or younger sister's underwear. Why are you being so unsophisticated, sarcastic?]

No. Is it lame and sarcastic not to let you see my sister's panties?

Why, since you're watching, you're watching my mom's underwear over 70?

Come to think of it, I used to say that I smelled the underwear hanging in Jung Sung-ah's bathroom. There's a fire coming inside.

I'm not looking at your vagina, I'm just looking at your panties. Are you so jealous?]

"Why am I jealous, you crazy bastard? Say something that makes sense. After all, the sisters and sisters were crushed by strange delusions and ······…………."

You even had sex with your friend's brother. You'd be good at being a politician. When I do it, it's romance, when others do it, it's affair.]

The water's burning.

"I didn't know that."

Look, I don't know the disadvantages. He's a member of the National Assembly.]

"No, you really didn't know."

Never mind, I'll look for it, so take care of it. Hung~]

The grumpy grumpy guy jumps into my sister's room with a good hunch, so what can he say that he can't even open a drawer anyway?

Dude, if you're looking for underwear, you should look at the laundry basket or the drying rack.

"Dear son?"

The mother shouted in the room when she heard her voice.

"Oh, I'm here!"

I left the cross bag on the sofa in the living room and went into the main room.

There were a total of three friends and they were all faces I knew.

Mrs. Yogurt, Mrs. Amore, Mrs. General.

As a friend and clerk, you have been showing off your close friendship for decades. You talk behind my back and fight over nothing.

"Hello."

"Oh, you've gotten a lot prettier, haven't you?"”

"Is this the first time you've seen her on your fifth marriage?"

"You're so handsome now that you're skinny. I can't recognize you on the street, man."

The eyes that had been hooked on me for a while soon returned to the hwatu pad, and threw a word indifferently chicly.

All the answers were answered by my mother.

"How many is Gwynam this year?”

Thirty-four, Year of the Pig.

"Are you not getting married?"

"Oh, he hasn't thought about it yet."

"Why?"

"Yeah, you can be a little late these days.”

"Where are you? Do you want me to introduce you to your daughter?”

"Daughter of a rice cake shop? Aren't you old enough?”

"401."

"Why are you so late there?"

"Hey, I've been there once. There's a girl who's raised by a man. She makes a lot of money, has a pretty face, and she's not very smart."

My mother was furious when she told me to go on a blind date with her divorcee.

"Hey, the girl she's dating now is 20 years old."

"Really? Gwi-nam has a good ability. But there's too much age difference."

"Yes, Hongdan is up!"

"What's this? No, why is he covering his cards!"

"Well done!"

It was the moment when the grandmother's giant plate was crushed by her trick to lay her cards together.

"Oh, what a mess, really."

"Yeah, why didn't you see that?"

"Laughing out loud!"

In a happy smile, everyone threw 600 won, which was spent exclusively by a general who had a deep impression on himself, in front of Aunt Amore. Then he looks at me and asks me in a husky voice.

"Are you 34 already?”

"Yeap."

Called "Mansin," who serves the general god, she was once a famous shaman who received guests only by reservation. After retiring a few years ago, I am now living with two new disciples at a new party and home, I recently heard from my mother at the hospital.

Perhaps because he is a general god, he has a tough personality, a good appearance, and likes to drink.

I don't really take good care of my close acquaintances' fortune, but in middle school, when I was in trouble with ghosts, I heard that a female ghost wanted me to listen to her unfair story, but I chased her around for days and bothered her to sleep. At that time, my family was seriously worried that I might have to go down because I was sick - a general lady took it off and gave me some advice.

Since I'm not a fateful person to be a shaman and I'm not a person to live in that world, you said, "Don't be directly involved but just pretend you can't see me."

Since hearing the words, the ghost was neither scary nor complicated.

But she never saw a ghost. It is said that shamanism does not always mean that we can see the spirit.

That's why I wasn't too embarrassed even though I wore an emotional belt.

However, she must have felt something unusual and whistled while rubbing her fingers as if she was shaking something off. It's what you do when you're in high spirits.

"Can I have your fortune told?"

A general lady frowns as if she knows everything, asking a playful question.

"What's wrong with you?”

You got caught.

But the atmosphere of the old lady was not good enough.

Just like a demon was possessed.

"Hey, you said you can't do that.”

Mom asked anxiously as other ajummas watched curiously.

"Why? What's wrong?"

Once again, the general, who whistled, shook his head.

"That's got color. You've lost weight because you're so tired.”

I thought it was a real color, but it's a real color.

I feel dazed even after getting the answer right.

The bottom line is whether the color is good or bad, but looking at the look on the general's face, unfortunately, it seemed very likely that it was the latter side.

"Color-gwiyo ········??" Is it bad?”

When asked to lower her voice a bit while her vocal cords were still in her sister's room, the woman's impression and tone were even scarier.

"Yes, you bastard. How long have you been together? Are you still with me?"

I whispered yes and nodded back.

"It's a man, a woman."

"Man."

"When did you die?”

"I think it's been a little over a year ···."

"Shall I take it off when I say good things? You don't seem to have any problems right now, so you're going around with him, but that's not a good spirit. If you can't believe it, you'll get sick then. The person who lived somewhere is hanging around with the dead.”

Two ice aftereffects passed through my head.

First is amnesia and faint, second is impotence and malnutrition that runs counter to the times.

"Then, ········ Is that all you have to do?”

"Hey, you punk, don't you know what that is? People who live in color before they die, watch the people who live in the world doing it. They tell them to sleep and then eat their energy. That's what a mischievous ghost is. Just being by your side will dry you out."

Now, she has just died, so she has been wandering about the world with memories and obsession of her life, but as the time drags on, her reason will fade and turn into evil.

Also, if you stay with the living, you may become obsessed with life and take away the body, and eventually you must force the torch through the rite. I think you noticed that I've already grown close and close to each other, and when the conversation is going through, I finished asking you to coax me out with good words.

You said it's not just for me but for my vocal cords.

***

He left home with a bag of side dishes in his hand and a worried nagging from the mother of a general.

My vocal cords could turn into evil spirits and steal my body?

Just being together can cause your energy to be sucked in and damaged?

Oh, shit. You have to believe this, you don't have to.

A few days ago, I also had a blood test at the hospital I visited to untie the stitches on my side, and I was told that my malnutrition condition was completely recovered.

As expected, it was a temporary symptom of ice aftereffects.

Ah.

One old memory that is remembered now.

I remembered the behavior of the vocal cords that Moon Jung-eun told me to attack Cho Yoon-jung (a.k.a. ground lobster) even though she was in the next room.

Yeah, my vocal cords didn't remember that they said that at all.

It bothers me.

The vocal cords were floating around my left shoulder and singing along, wondering if they knew how I felt.

[Whistle, uh~ Whistle, whistle, whistle.

It's the same walking position as usual, but it's awkward.

It's so awkward.

I still don't know if he heard the general's words.

My family has a large living room, so the distance between my home room and my sister's room is quite large.

If your voice was so loud that you might have heard it if you were somewhere in the living room, but if you had been looking for underwear in your closed room, you wouldn't have heard it.

"Vocal cords, ···."

[What?]

"Did you find your underwear?"

Yes, I put two washed clothes on the hanger. One for going out, one for home. It was a T-shirt that didn't show the line, but it was a close call. The area around the chest was leopard print.]

Why do I have to listen to your taste in underwear from this punk? Anyway, let's get down to business.

"Did you hear what I said in my room?"

[What are you talking about?]

"What the ladies said.”

[I didn't hear you. Why?]

"As long as you didn't hear it.”

Don't let this guy talk. What is it?]

You really didn't hear me because you asked me to wipe it.

"No, one of my mom's friends' daughters is a 41-year-old dolsing girl, and she wants a blind date. No, that's not a blind date, it's a line."

It's okay if you take care of course. I'll see you after Go A-mi. It's okay to have sex with your friend's daughter. It's a man's season, so it's everything.We're going to Ikseonggyo.]

"Hey."

[Yes.]

"If, ··········…"

I wanted to ask what I should do when you lose your mind and take my body or harm me. I couldn't bring myself to talk.

[If, what?]

"No, thanks."

[Oh, my god. Don't talk to me in the first place.]

"Okay, cunt."

I feel like I've found a small cavity in my molar.

If you leave it there, you'll be able to gnaw your nerves, but right now, it's neither painful nor urgent, so you can go to the dentist slowly when you have time.

So, I decided to bury it for now.

Let's think about it when it starts to hurt.

As long as I don't care.

We're strangers.

[Brother, isn't he getting a call?]]

Only then did I hear the ringtone in the bag that was ringing faintly in the surrounding noise.

The caller was Go Ah-mi.

What brings you here at this hour?

"Hey, Mr. Army."

an end

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