episode_0136

Shoot ah –

I woke up to the sound of pouring rain.

The air inside the house becomes humid with moisture, the sound of rain hitting the window hard, and finally, the flashing lightning that frequently causes visual terror.

In an environment that could be said to be the worst for getting a good night’s sleep, I eventually got up, pulled back the curtains, and sat down on the bed.

I checked the time to the sound of the wall clock ticking, and it was 8 am.

I opened my mouth quietly, looking at the raindrops pouring down so hard that I could not see in front of me.

“It would definitely be impossible to visit the hospital today.”

The external environment speaks for itself.

Nothing good will happen if you go outside in this gloomy weather.

The probability of something bad happening is close to 99.9%, so are you planning to go out?

“Even if you hide the prickly ears and cute tail, you can’t get rid of the unique wet feeling. I have to say that I can’t go today.”

Given Hyukjin’s diligent personality, it would have definitely happened by now.

I wanted to hear his voice over the phone, so I immediately contacted Hyukjin.

But is it because it rains too much? The phone kept getting disconnected, probably due to poor communication, and I sighed, throwing my phone on the pillow.

Nothing goes wrong today. Should I draw some personal work and then take a nap?

Come to think of it, it’s been over a week since I put down the painting.

I went on a trip to Japan for 4 days and 3 nights, and after that I suddenly had so much to do that I couldn’t touch it.

If you continue to neglect it, your skills will decline. Then you won’t be able to make a living through commissions.

Okay, now that we have a break, let’s relax. I’m trying to get a feel for it again by drawing this and that.

As I sat in front of the laptop for the first time in a long time and connected the tablet, I felt something awkward.

Should I say it feels unfamiliar? Or would it be correct to say that it is a new feeling?

It reminded me of the feeling I had when I first drew a picture, so I smiled and picked up the pen.

I’m going to draw well today, and I think I might come up with a pretty good piece. But what should I draw? There’s something wrong with drawing only fox beastmen…

Confirming once again my tastes that had been changed by Hyukjin, I began to think deeply.

Going in with a fox beast… what would be better?

A normal bald muscular guy? No, since Hyukjin has hair now, I have to draw him as a muscular male character.

Hmm, should I just draw all the positions I tried when I traveled to Japan? I think it will be a learning experience because there are so many different postures.

I look back.

That joyful night, the time when two beasts tasted each other’s bodies.

[I love you so much♡ More, more intensely!!! Aang♡]

[Key, kishu… doing kishu ♡ Wow ♡]

“Ugh, uh…”

My face gets hot as I remember being a bitch.

It’s okay when you’re in a relationship, but it’s really embarrassing when you think about it afterward.

Why on earth do I get so horny when I copulate? To say it’s my nature, my usual self…

“There’s no difference, hehe…”

Was he feeling embarrassed for no reason, hugging his adorable tail and inhaling the drug-like smell of the sweet scent?

Kwaang!!!

Suddenly, my instinct to warn me caused me to hurriedly leave the place, and Lance appeared, breaking down the front door, crushing the area where I was.

A dangerous situation that would have been ‘a fox’ if it had been a little late.

I quickly placed a help call to Hyukjin and called Fox God.

“Fox, I think I’m screwed.”

[Hasn’t it been quite a while since you lost something? In cases like this, I have to say I took it off.]

“Fuck you.”

Just as I was about to lose my senses from the sudden attack of facts, I heard a crunching sound and a gray fallen angel waved his hand at me.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Marel, and I am a former six-winged angel. I came to kidnap you for my goddess?”

Speaking in a voice without any hint of hostility, the angel confidently entered my home.

Then, with a benevolent smile like an angel, he stepped on the floor with his shoes on.

Again.

Mud scattered on the ground with the sound of shoes.

After witnessing that incredible sight, I looked at the angel in bewilderment.

…That fucking bitch, is she from an angel?

Instead of coming in without taking off your shoes, you come in proudly with your feet made of clay?

As a Korean, I cannot tolerate this.

Moreover, Hyukjin said he would be discharged from the hospital soon, so I cleaned it up to make it look good, especially the floor area.

Are you going to come in and ruin it all?

With a hard expression on my face, I quietly pulled out the lance that the angel had thrown.

Sreung!

The fallen angel stopped walking as the lance was pulled from the floor with a bloody sound.

Then, with a puzzled expression on his face, he quickly summoned a shield and shouted at me.

“Da, how can you lift that? It’s something you can’t lift if you don’t like it, right?”

“Do you guys understand? I guess the great Lord just allowed us to skewer and eat pigeons that invaded with feet of clay.”

There is some backlash.

If I keep holding it, it stings, similar to putting my hand on a lie detector and telling only lies.

However, the pain could not overcome the anger that the house had been polluted with dirt.

“You fucking pigeon.”

He quietly calls out to the angel and prepares to throw.

“In Korea.”

I sympathize with my anger and hit the seething spirit energy into the lance.

“It is polite to take off your shoes before coming in!”

He threw the spear full of magical power at the angel.

Paang – !

The lance flies at high speed towards the fallen angel, making a booming sound.

Perhaps intending to defend himself, the angel quickly takes a guard stance with his shield in front of him.

but.

Kwasik!

“Ugh?!”

As soon as they collided, the shield caved in and she flew away with the lance beyond the sky.

When the fallen angel disappears in vain, all that remains is the broken remains of the front door and a laptop and tablet that are damaged to the point where it is impossible to revive them.

Just as I was despairing for a moment as the meaning of cleaning the house yesterday had completely disappeared, my instincts sent me a warning once again.

Run away now.

If you don’t run away now, you’ll definitely regret it.

Ignoring the warnings sent by my instincts rarely, or even once, resulted in good results, so I immediately attempted to run away.

“You are not allowed to run away ~ I went through so much trouble to come to you.”

Whilick! Good!!!

With a voice inciting fear, his entire body was tied up by a red rope that flew from somewhere, and he failed to escape.

Again. Again. Again. Again.

Unlike when the fallen angel came just before, the clearly audible sound of shoes gives you a feeling of fear that will take your breath away.

Is this what it feels like in a horror movie when the main character encounters a ghost or demon that he can’t resist?

Feeling like all the blood in my body was drying up, I looked at the ghostly fox god.

And, he sent a message to her, who was clearly embarrassed, with his eyes.

[Appear right now and run away with me.]

Please understand, I hope that bitch can help me even just once.

I looked at her, praying in my heart, and fortunately, the fox god understood my intention, picked me up, broke the window, and ran outside.

“It will be a little rough, please understand.”

“It’s okay, as long as I can fuck that crazy bitch, that’s enough.”

I smiled face to face with the fox god and mocked the blue-haired woman who looked out the window with a blank expression.

“You got caught, bitch! This!!! It’s my escape route!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

—–

“It’s fun.”

The corners of my mouth went up without me realizing it.

A being who commits such blatant disrespect in front of a god of such high rank… Truly, out of all the beings I’ve ever met, this is by far the most interesting.

What kind of facial expression would it make if you caught that cheap nine-tailed fox and humiliated it? If I make you experience an endless climax, will you become more obedient?

I want to see Mr. Gumiho panting in pleasure. I wanted to see you looking at me with loving eyes and asking me to fuck you a little more.

The same goes for Fox God.

How bad would it be if that relaxed look changed to one struggling with pleasure? If your arrogant face breaks and you show a naive appearance, smiling wildly and rolling your eyes…

“Ha… ha… I really don’t think I can bear it. How can you resist a bowl of rice with a beautiful fox and a beast? I absolutely can’t stand it.”

Trying to run away is in vain.

Since I’m already bound by God, everything is in the palm of my hand, right?

An escape route? Hmm… I’ll see how long I can maintain that frivolous smile. Maybe you’ll realize it in a little while.

That is not a path of escape, but rather a path that oppresses oneself.

“Singi is not called Shingi for nothing. And, after taking a good hit, I didn’t just lust after color.”

How can I be sure to catch two foxes?

What method would be best to use to subdue them?

I tried again and again, right? I thought about it even as I entered the room of time and spirit. Is there any way I could win?

All I can do is laugh.

Because it was fun, and because it was so funny to see those foxes still so proud.

By the way.

“Is that you? A crazy bitch targeting someone else’s girlfriend?”

Where on earth did this thing come from?