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    The sound of morning sparrows chirping, and today’s sunlight faintly showing off its presence beyond the window.

    Cheonma opened her eyes feeling refreshed for the first time in a long time.

    The first thing that caught my eye was Inho’s face. And I felt his firm chest.

    I even remembered putting my arm pillow on, but I probably moved it to his chest without realizing it. The Heavenly Demon thought.

    “You sleep just like a child.”

    She grinned at his snoring softly.

    Then, as if reminiscing about old times, I gently pinched his nose with my finger.

    When In-ho, who had stopped snoring, muttered dreamily, she put her index finger to his lips.

    Slightly dry lips. The Heavenly Demon watched endlessly as the index finger moved along with the movement of the mouth.

    It was a useless act, but she wanted to do such a useless act for the first time in a long time.

    “Umm…”

    Is it because I held my nose? In-ho tossed and turned as if he had woken up slightly.

    The Cheonma paused his body movements for a moment, wanting to continue this pleasant comfort.

    It was because he couldn’t open his eyes.

    “…I.”

    What did you see in your dream?

    Her student says something in his sleep.

    “Hehe, what are you dreaming about?”

    The bridge of the nose, philtrum, lips, and even chin. Cheonma chuckled while smoothing his lines.

    happy.

    I am now feeling emotions that were unimaginable just a few days ago.

    I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the picture of his face.

    On the journey to bring him to Hanam, I worried that he might have been caught in a nasty illusion.

    I touched him, and even when I went to sleep, I wondered if it was a dream.

    But those worries were meaningless worries, and like this, he is next to me.

    She was so happy about that.

    “I never thought I would feel this warmth again.”

    For no reason, I kiss his chest loudly.

    Pink traces of kisses.

    It felt good, like a stigma proving that I was with him.

    “Umm… Mi….”

    As I played with his face and body, my student’s sleep talk became clearer.

    She put her ear close. I thought about finding out what he was dreaming about and teasing him when he woke up.

    “Mina Lee….”

    And at the first time she heard the woman’s name, her eyes brightened and she glared at Inho.

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    “Who is Imina? What kind of year did she appear in your dream?”

    I couldn’t bear to look at her.

    The current atmosphere is similar to the time yesterday when he called Suksu and told him he was going to pull out his eyes.

    “Uh… Well, let me explain.”

    “Keep your words short and concise. I hate talking back.”

    Where should I start explaining?

    “Uh… did you do the same thing as me? Something like that? Between?”

    Kugu soup. I put my strength into her hand on my chest.

    it hurts.

    “Did you do the same thing? Didn’t you say it yourself? He’s a farmer’s son. He said he was the only one alive in this village. But what did we do together?”

    “Ah… a person like that who worked in the fields with me in a long, long time ago that you don’t know about?”

    “You’re lying.”

    An evil energy rises from the red eyes. No, we had a good time yesterday.

    “Dog, since this is a personal matter, can you take a closer look?”

    “Are you keeping a secret between you and me?”

    “What kind of relationship are we?”

    “Master and disciple. Women and men. Yesterday we got together and we love each other.”

    That’s an immediate answer.

    But aren’t we still in love with each other?

    As I was looking blankly at her face as she made an explosive statement with a calm expression, the Heavenly Demon’s face darkened in real time.

    “Inho.”

    “Yes.”

    “Do you not love me?”

    “Yes?”

    “Are you in love with a woman named Lee Mi-na?”

    “No… I…”

    My intention was to do well with Lee Mi-na.

    But can it be called love?

    What does it mean to love someone?

    Yes, in the world I originally lived in, I once had feelings for someone.

    When I was a student or on a few blind dates.

    But should we call it love?

    After I started being possessed, I had nothing to say to the first question I heard.

    I just thought about adapting to the world I was possessed by and trying to survive.

    There was no time to feel or think about anything.

    “Tell me. Inho.”

    “What is it that you love in the first place?”

    When he asked her question, the Heavenly Demon’s mouth opened slightly.

    I think it was an unexpected question.

    There was silence, and she did nothing except occasionally gently stroke my body with her hands.

    She looked like she had been punched and rolled her eyes as if she was thinking about something, and I just stared at her.

    With the sound of a fly landing on the window sill, she broke the long silence.

    “I thought about it. I didn’t teach you love.”

    She said, clasping her hands together.

    “This is the first teaching after you were revived. Listen carefully.”

    After taking a breath, she continued speaking.

    “Love is when the other person is more precious than you.”

    “It’s cliché.”

    When I responded that it sounded like something I had heard before, she grabbed my nose and shook it.

    I grabbed it and shook it pretty hard, and tears came to my eyes.

    “Augh! It hurts.”

    When I protested in a loud voice, she shook her nose a few more times as if she was offended and let go.

    “Where is this criticizing the teacher’s teachings?”

    “Still. What do you call a cliche? ”

    “Being cliché also means being closer to the truth.”

    She replies back with a triumphant look on her face.

    “Remember it well, Inho. Love is when the other person is more precious than you. I give my everything to the other person.”

    “…Yes.”

    I tried to say something, but I felt like I would get my nose caught again, so I answered obediently.

    “Okay. I will give you everything, so give me everything you have.”

    “Yes?”

    What are you talking about? When she saw that look on her face, she snorted.

    “Hmph! Anyway, I’m the only woman you can see in this world. In the first place, there is only one choice. Why do you make that face?”

    Well… that’s right.

    In fact, it is almost impossible to leave Cheonma and meet another woman. Of course, I have no intention of doing so.

    Probably, if I continue to live in the Black Heaven Church like this, I will continue to live like this with the Heavenly Demon.

    I’m still not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

    Wouldn’t it be something that can be decided only after learning more about the Heavenly Demon and this Black Heavenly Religion?

    While I was thinking that, she slapped my stomach loudly and said.

    “Well, it’s almost time, so let’s go get breakfast.”

    The blanket fell off, revealing her elegant naked body.

    Hmm… it’s pretty, my teacher.

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