episode_0124

“…Are you satisfied now? Since you had sex on the plane like you wanted, no sex is allowed for the next five days, okay?”

“Did you really mean what you said?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I can’t walk properly right now because of someone!”

Maybe it’s because I worked so hard on the plane, but my back feels weak.

Every time I take a step, my lower abdomen pounds and I can’t walk properly.

What a fucking pervert.

Even if flight attendants don’t come to the first class seats, shouldn’t they really do their best?

I almost got caught. No? It must have been caught.

I know, but I probably just gritted my teeth and ignored it. There was a small but trembling tone in my voice when I asked if I wanted to have a drink.

I’m sorry, flight attendant.

It’s all because of that pervert’s mistake. I’m not like that bitch, so please don’t go and spread rumors.

I prayed and prayed in my heart, and before I knew it, Sweet My Home had arrived.

I quickly stopped Hyukjin, who was trying to follow me in, and gave him a congratulatory command.

“A.”

“What about these luggage?”

“I will move it myself, so just go. Do you think I don’t know your dark intentions?”

A ban was issued on the 5th, but the ban has no effect if you are under the same roof with that lust-filled beast.

They’ll help me pack up my luggage and then say it’s a shame to just leave and then attack me again.

Then, you will have fun once again, talking about my darling, and in the end, you will spend several days lustfully, even canceling the ban.

Absolutely not.

You should really enjoy your relationship time, but you still have to live your daily life.

“Today, I’m going to relax while watching Fox Beast Manga. If you come and bother me while I’m resting, it won’t end with just one frying pan, okay?”

“Didn’t your frying pan get taken away during the inspection? Do you still have any frying pans left in your carrier?”

In response to Hyukjin’s question, I took out a wooden frying pan from my carry-on and said,

“This didn’t work.”

“Fuck, what is a wooden frying pan? Why do you have something you can’t even use for cooking?”

Hyukjin tilts his head with a stupid expression on his face.

I laughed at his reaction and said while patting the wooden frying pan with a nice texture.

“Hyukjin, do you know how many baseball patas are sold in Russia in a year?”

“…How do I know that?”

“Roughly 50 million or 100 million? Anyway, there are a lot of them. So do you know how many baseballs are sold?”

“No way?”

“That’s right, less than 10. That’s what a frying pan means to me.”

When I answered with a bright smile, Hyukjin stepped back with a tired look on his face.

“You are really toxic too, you must be the only person in the world who is this obsessed with frying pans. Wouldn’t you rather date a frying pan?”

“You can’t use the frying pan at Happy Time. Even though the handle is thick, it is so heavy that you get tired while using it. Besides.”

I limped over to Hyukjin, lightly kissed him on the cheek, and said,

“How can you view a frying pan as a sexual object when such a lovely lady is always trying to rape you? Isn’t that right?”

As I smiled and folded my eyes, Hyukjin stiffened like a stone statue.

Hyukjin looked at my face blankly for a moment, then pushed me against the wall and whispered softly.

“Hey, I’m really sorry, but can you do a little more? I’m standing now.”

“Stop laughing and go home. Does the ban look like shit?”

“Judging by the fun we’ve had together so far, it seems like a lot…”

Taaaak!!!!!

In the end, I swung a wooden frying pan at him to bring him back to his senses, consumed by sexual desire, and only after a lump appeared on the top of his head did he shake his head and apologize to me.

“Sorry, I’m having a hard time controlling myself these days.”

“If you can’t control yourself, go home and get some rest. Build up some food for your mind by reading like me.”

“Wouldn’t that be building sexual desire rather than building food for the mind?”

“Noisy, I would know that if I were like that.”

When I pushed Hyukjin’s broad back in frustration, he pretended that he couldn’t win and slowly started to leave.

“If something happens, call me right away? I’ll be there in 15 minutes.”

“I have nothing to call you, so don’t come visit me. Even if you bring delivery food, they won’t open it.”

When I spoke in a firm voice, Hyukjin sighed in disappointment and walked away, and I lowered my head as I looked at the piles of luggage in front of the house.

“Fox Shinah.”

[Do not call.]

“Don’t do that, just help me once.”

[Even if you help, there is no benefit to the woman, right? Since you are self-employed, take care of it yourself.]

Why is he doing this again? Are you disappointed because you didn’t form a relationship with Hyukjin?

Foxin disappeared into the house first, looking very disappointed, and I lowered my head at the grim reality unfolding before my eyes.

Hyukjin hasn’t gone far, right? Should I call him now?

No, you can. No matter how much luggage you have, if you carry it all at once…!

dump.

As soon as I picked up the paper bag containing the manga, my legs gave out and I collapsed to the floor.

I whimpered and tried to stand up again, but I couldn’t stand up again because my entire lower body was weak.

…Hyukjin, this bastard, did he really think this far?

Was this what you were aiming for when you committed it without stopping?

Crash.

My teeth are grinding, but there is nothing I can do about it.

The most efficient way to resolve this shitty situation is to call that damn bastard who is grinning from afar.

I called out loud to Hyukjin, who hadn’t gone far yet.

“You sir!!!”

—–

“So, if you said you would help and the help was received in kind, it was a win-win for both parties, right? Isn’t that right?”

“Shut up…”

I lay limp on the bed and trembled helplessly.

It’s a shame.

I said I would never call you, but after only a minute, I woke up and called Hyukjin.

And without even realizing it, he called me my friend.

Out of shame, he hugs his tail tightly and buries his face.

I can barely suppress the cringe that comes from pounding the bed.

“Fuck… Fuck…”

I try to roll around, swearing, but the shame only gets worse.

In the end, I again gave a congratulatory order to Hyukjin, who was sitting in front of the table and reading the fox beast fanzine.

“Get out.”

“Okay, I’ll buy chicken. Stop fussing.”

“Don’t bring it, go to your house?”

I screamed loudly, but Hyukjin had already left the house, and I called out to Fox God, feeling deeply helpless.

“Fox Shinah.”

[Speak.]

“Can you take just one paper bag from the table to the bed? I can’t move at all right now.”

[Just get some rest until your companion comes. Why are you pushing yourself like that when you’re not feeling well?]

“There are some things that are more fun to do when you’re not feeling well. This is one of them.”

As I struggled to get up and sat down on the bed, the fox god appeared with a sigh.

“You must be seriously ill, to love a fox beast so much that you seek it out even when you are sick.”

“You’re just exhausted from doing too much? And I originally liked it a lot more than this. Even when I was on the verge of dying due to an infectious disease, I watched the fox beast manga.”

“…Are you saying you’re bragging about that?”

“I’m proud of it. Because it means that I liked the fox beastman that much. My liking for Hyukjin faded a little, but I still like him the same.”

Changing your tastes rarely causes you to stop liking your previous tastes.

Moreover, if you like something so much that it encompasses your entire life, you probably won’t hate it until you die.

That is, unless something bad happens to you that causes trauma due to your taste.

After finishing my thoughts, I took out a doujinshi from the paper bag that Foxine handed me.

The title is .

The cover was well chosen and the title seemed like a hard love story about a teaching assistant, so I slowly started turning the pages.

And, even after seeing the Fox Beast Man fanzine, I realized the huge news that it was not bad.

“Why, why doesn’t it suck?”

I’m confused.

Have you ever seen a fox beast and not been annoyed?

No, not once.

Unless the drawing was ruined to the level of ‘You’re piled up’, unless the author deliberately drew it in a disgusting way, and unless it was a BL film, it was unconditionally lame.

Is the drawing an asshole?

No, I’m exaggerating a bit. If my old self saw it, it was good enough to be used as a side dish for three days.

So is the story an asshole?

That’s not it either. Although it is a lily, it uses tools that stimulate the eyes and follows the standard of teaching assistant love stories.

Why? What on earth would make it bad?

Thinking about it, I quickly started looking through other doujinshi.

“Tentacle water… You don’t like it, futa? Futa is a bit like that, ugh… This is fucking BL, so burn it, and this…”

How many trials and errors did you go through? When the doujinshi in the paper bag were almost gone, a good rice cake popped out.

This time, it’s about a muscular guy like Hyukjin corrupting a strong fox shaman into a bitch.

Although the drawing was worse than the first episode of Lily’s Assistant Teacher Soon-ae, I read it without hesitation.

“This sucks again?”

I could soon see that my body was hot.

…what’s the difference?

Is there a difference between a simple lily and NL (Normal Love)?

Let’s look a little further. Then you might know why.

Ask the fox god to receive the second paper bag.

Next, look for a male lead with characteristics other than those with big muscles and big dicks.

Shota, a hypnosis app otaku, Geum Taeyang, a middle-aged man with narrowed eyes, pure love, and even an ordinary male character.

After looking into everything, I finally realized what was wrong.

“Haha, fuck.”

Because I had a really shitty experience in real life with a guy with big muscles.

The pleasure had been properly imprinted on me, and I had become a body that only enjoyed it.