episode_0079

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In Park Ah-young’s heart, the sense of duty to protect this boy grew stronger and stronger.

As a religious person, she believed that she had to protect such a pure soul from those with evil spirits.

‘God has led me to this child, so it is my job to protect this child.

‘Others whom God has not given… … will only defile the pure soul of this child.’

In Park Ah-young’s heart, the desire to protect the boy grew stronger and stronger. Park Ah-young may not have known that this kind of feeling was something that was decided from the moment she met the boy.

As she continued to talk to the boy, Park Ah-young found herself falling into a whirlpool of increasingly stronger emotions. The boy’s cute appearance, bright smile, and soft voice stimulated her inner self.

She felt her body temperature rise rapidly. Sweat beads on her forehead ran down the back of her neck, and her breathing became ragged and flowed into the valley between her large, rapidly rising and falling chest.

Park Ah-young sensed that her instincts were sending her warning signals. Her… … side as a yin yang was slowly awakening.

“Brother, you are truly… … special.”

Unconsciously, her voice became sweeter like honey, and without realizing it, she moved closer to the boy.

Soon their bodies were so close that they were almost touching, and Park Ah-young felt a chill of excitement at the boy’s breath on the back of her neck.

And the boy… … blushed brightly and avoided eye contact. At the expected ‘delicious’ reaction, Park Ah-young’s desire burned even more intensely. She reached out and gently placed her hand on the boy’s thigh.

“No, brother. You are so pure and beautiful. I think I understand why there are so many bad vibes around you.”

The boy flinched in surprise at Park A-young’s words. He was slowly pulling his upper body back, but even so, he couldn’t escape from Park A-young because his waist was already grabbed.

If I back off from here, I’ll just end up lying down on the sofa. If I do that, if I lie down in front of her, whose true nature as a mother has been activated… … .

[You do whatever you want, huh――]

At that moment, a strange singing voice rang out. It was the boy’s cell phone.

Park Ah-young barely came to her senses, but she was still excited. She exhaled deeply and tried to control herself. In the meantime, the boy who had barely pulled away from her spoke.

“Sorry, I have to take a call… … .”

Park A-young nodded her head with regret.

The boy quickly picked up his phone and answered the call. Park A-young thought she should respect the boy’s privacy, but she ‘had no choice’ to listen because she had to protect the boy.

“Ah, yes. Sun-nim… … .”

The boy’s voice trembled slightly. ‘Sun-nim,’ he said. It was definitely one of the bad vibes she had sensed.

“Sorry, I didn’t see your message. No, I wasn’t busy. I just… … .”

It was hard to hear clearly because the volume was low because it was over the receiver, but the voice was husky and aggressive. Park A-young felt a very wrong obsession in that voice.

“Eh, hehehe… … I’ll check right away next time. Sorry. ”

Park Ah-young felt a surge of emotion in her heart at the boy’s voice, which was slightly filled with guilt. She felt righteous anger at the fact that this pure and tender soul was suffering from such obsession, and that he was being tormented by six evil spirits.

After a while, the boy hung up the phone and smiled shyly at Park A-young.

“I’m sorry, Sister. I have to take a phone call… … .”

“No, sorry.”

Park Ah-young gently accepted the boy’s apology, but a sense of duty burned within her heart.

This pure soul must be protected. And the only one who can protect her is herself.

Park A-young watched the boy’s reaction carefully. From his innocent smile and carefree expression, she realized that he was completely unaware of the danger of the situation he was in.

“Brother, what is your relationship with the person you just spoke to?”

To Park A-young’s careful question, the boy answered right away.

“This is an acquaintance of mine named Taeyang. He’s a funny guy. He’s a nice guy. He treats me well. He even gave me a huge gift last time… … .”

As she listened to his answer, a sticky feeling welled up inside Park Ah-young. This feeling was… … probably worry.

First of all, it couldn’t have been jealousy. She was acting out of good intentions to protect the boy.

“I see. I’m glad there’s someone who cares for you so much.”

Gritting her teeth at the unknown, perhaps worrying emotion, Park Ah-young tried her best to keep her voice calm. The boy nodded in agreement at her words, and every time she saw his reaction, the flame inside Park Ah-young grew even darker.

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As the strange conversation with Sister Ayoung came to an end, I realized that I had spent much longer with her than I had thought. The sky outside the window was turning red.

“Oh, it’s already this late.”

When I spoke in a surprised voice, Sister Ayoung smiled gently and nodded.

“That’s right. I didn’t realize how much time had passed while I was talking with my brother.”

There was a deep regret in her voice. I also felt regret for some reason.

“But, brother, since I was treated to drinks and a place to rest by you… …I would like to return the favor by inviting you to our church. What do you think?”

I was a little troubled by the nun’s words. No matter how much I thought about it, the ‘ritual’ story that seemed to imply such and such things between men and women was a bit much, but I told her that if I didn’t want it, the nun wouldn’t encourage me anymore.

Above all, I became quite curious about the church she taught while talking to the nun. The doctrine of “sacred desire” that she often mentioned was interesting.

“Um… …I think it’ll be okay. When should I go?”

The nun’s eyes sparkled when I answered positively.

“Would you really like to come? How about this Sunday? We have a service at 11am.”

At her words, I checked my schedule in my head. Today is Monday… … .

First of all, tomorrow, Tuesday, I have a part-time job at the logistics center. On Wednesday, I’m going to go to President Haneul’s store, and on Thursday, I’m going to go hang out with Mr. Taeyang. On Friday, I have to go to Mr. Wolhee’s hospital for a regular checkup, and on Saturday… … Ms. Seo-ah is coming to my house.

That is, Sunday was a free day on my schedule. By coincidence, I was able to make an appointment at the perfect time.

“Yes, I think this Sunday will be fine.”

“Okay. Then I’ll see you that day. I’ll text you the address later.”

After saying goodbye to the nun who seemed to be speaking happily, she left our house.

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On the promised Sunday morning, I went to Sister Ayoung’s church with an excited heart.

The place I arrived at following the address she sent me was a small, modest building located in a quiet residential area. The building was built in a unique style that I had never seen before.

The building, with its harmonious blend of curves and straight lines, really felt like it came from another world. I stopped for a moment to observe the building’s overall appearance, as it was so unique.

First of all, there were incomprehensible patterns carved on the walls. Among them, the windows were decorated with stained glass, and the pictures were also unfamiliar and mysterious. However, the pictures themselves were a bit embarrassing, so I couldn’t keep looking at them.

As I carefully stepped through the open door, leaving the outer wall of the building behind me, I saw Sister Ayoung inside the chapel. She was kneeling in prayer before a large statue of a goddess, wearing a nun’s habit.

The statue of the goddess was so beautiful and voluptuous that it could be described as “extremely beautiful.” Her appearance was an exquisite blend of piety and sensuality.

The appearance of Sister Ayoung was equally impressive as the statue of the goddess. Her appearance of praying with her eyes closed was peaceful and calm, but at the same time, the combination of her nun’s habit that could not hide her overwhelming body gave off a strange charm.

I stood at the entrance, unable to move, just staring at the sight. The sight of Sister Ayoung praying was mysterious and beautiful, and strangely, my heart raced.

As I was staring at the nun, lost in thought, Sister Ayoung raised her head and looked at me. Her eyes, reflecting the candlelight, shone like jewels, and I could sense a deep sense of welcome in her eyes.

“Welcome, brother.”

Her voice echoed softly throughout the chapel. There was a strange excitement in her voice.

And I slowly approached her, still overwhelmed by the sight. My heart beat faster with every step I took.