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    It wasn’t the first time I cried in front of Hyunjun.

    Of course, I didn’t mean to talk about my childhood when I was in elementary school.

    He cried because he fell and hurt his knee, and he didn’t want to go home so he shed a few tears when his mother told him to go to sleep.

    ‘…I thought I didn’t cry that much, but I cried a lot.’

    But the most memorable thing was when Hyunjun bought a violin.

    Although we lived in the same neighborhood, we lived in the same house as Hyunjun. Yura lived without her because she was a single-parent family.

    A decent violin costs 5 million won, and a good violin costs over 10 million won. Due to Yura’s family circumstances, it is difficult to even see it.

    So I cried.

    If you are a high school student, you already know everything. There is no way Hyunjun doesn’t know about Yura’s family situation.

    Since he was behind Yura in everything he did, including studying, he probably wanted to avoid the feeling of being compared by choosing something that Yura couldn’t do due to realistic circumstances.

    -It’s cruel. Why is it a violin all of a sudden? Knowing my family’s situation… it’s really shameful…

    But what does that mean?

    pup. Fuck you bastard.

    Are you doing this knowing that I like you? Or do you still not know? Do you really hate me?

    It was Yura’s fault for expressing her feelings in a childish way, but there was nothing she could do about it at the time.

    She’s an adolescent girl who’s not good at expressing her emotions… There’s a reason, though! Because we wanted to do everything together and had fun being together, the feeling of betrayal toward Hyunjun was even greater.

    Of course, I regret that time now. Later, when Hyunjun becomes good at playing the violin, it would be nice to be sincerely happy and make him shrug his shoulders.

    For no reason, I felt like an asshole and lost my sense of entitlement, so I dragged around in an unsightly manner.

    …Still, didn’t you say that you should not control your life?

    At the end of death, I was able to meet Hyunjun again.

    People are creatures that overcome failure and get back up again.

    I was too young back then, and now that I have thick hair, I know and don’t make the same mistakes.

    There were too many competitors around me, but I believed I could handle them all.

    ‘Because I was the first to like Hyunjun. The person I love the most is also me.’

    Yura was confident.

    Even though I was still a virgin because I was ‘pursuing natural sex’ for two weeks… I can always react flexibly to the situation.

    Now that I’ve accomplished expressing my feelings first, I want to be more proactive in my sex appeal.

    “…So, you bought these things?”

    Siron stared with suspicious eyes at the items taken from Yura.

    To the aphrodisiac, to the anal plug with the hair on it, to the handcuffs with the hair. I don’t even know how this was made, but it’s a masturbation tool with a vibration function…

    The thought of putting so many things inside the coat made Yura think that the leather on his face had become thicker without even noticing it.

    “…Why?”

    But still, I don’t understand. If you want to have sex, just knock on the door at night like any other kid. Why use such a complicated and cumbersome method?

    “Why on earth?”

    I didn’t understand.

    “Is this something you like? Rape sex or something. Being forced to…”

    Nevertheless, Siron tried to understand Yura with sincerity. Yura was the friend I had been looking for so long, and she was too precious a person to break up with just because her perverted tastes were discovered.

    “No way.”

    The change in thinking that led to this.

    Poetry attempted to be observed from a more loose perspective.

    “Well. Shin Yu-ra, a fresh-faced high school girl, is dead. It wouldn’t be strange if walls that I didn’t know about would develop during my nearly 30-year gap.”

    “Well… didn’t I tell you? I died when I was 26…”

    “Really? Anyway, I’ll try to understand your walls. Who would say anything about a 26-year-old adult having sex in a certain way?”

    “…”

    Yura was so embarrassed that he couldn’t give a positive rebuttal.

    I’m already feeling so embarrassed that I’m about to run out crying, and I can’t even get my head around it.

    On the other hand, after everything was sorted out, Siron went straight to Yura’s side.

    “Then.”

    click-

    Clear metal sound.

    “?”

    Yura’s hands were handcuffed.

    “…”

    There was a moment of silence, and Yura’s hot face turned cold.

    “Um… Hyunjun?”

    “Huh?”

    “Why are you handcuffed?”

    “What is it? You don’t want to have sex?”

    An anxious interrogation was heard, but Shiron paid no heed to it and finished it off with a rope to prevent him from moving at all.

    “He said he would act more proactively. Didn’t this mean you were going to have sex?”

    “…I want to do it…but why are you tying me up,”

    “What do you mean by that?”

    Shiron cut off his horse and looked down at Yura with dumbfounded eyes.

    “You brought all of these.”

    “…”

    “Didn’t you bring it because you wanted to use it?”

    “Well… I brought it with me, but I should say that I didn’t have much will…”

    Yura stammered and avoided the downward gaze.

    I brought it with me, but I didn’t have the will to bring it… I don’t know what I’m talking about even though I said it to myself, but if you listen to the reality, it’s like this.

    -Shiron had a lot of sex, so he probably won’t be satisfied with ordinary sex.

    What Lucia said when she requested consultation. Yura literally felt like the sky was falling.

    -Am I… not that attractive?

    -She has a pretty face, though. Overall, should I say it’s a bit dull?

    -Is it that plain?

    -Yura has smaller breasts than me, right?

    -…

    -I didn’t learn martial arts separately, and my thighs and butt are a bit flat.

    -Well, still! I ran around hard. No flab at all! And for all that I’ve been doing, I don’t have any unsightly scars…?!

    -Yura. Don’t you know how men feel?

    Tsk tsk tsk. I don’t know what made her feel that way, but Lucia said a little triumphantly.

    -I told you earlier, Shiron is so fucking into sex that it’s unlikely he’ll be satisfied with ordinary sex anymore.

    -Yeah, that’s right.

    -Then aren’t women with scars more attractive? When I was Kylie, I also had a reasonably attractive scar, so I’m sure Shiron would have liked it too!

    -……Is that so?

    – Oh my! Look at the women Shiron has been with so far!

    Lucia poked Yura’s chest and listed the women she had hung out with.

    A yuma with horns and a chest larger than its head.

    Likewise, Siriel has a chest as big as her head and has been a fan of Siron since she was young.

    I am the cutest and cutest person in the world, with big breasts and a perfect body without any flab.

    A bitch who gives a male-disguised subject a dark, female-smelling kiss.

    A bitch who got drugged and rolled around with a set like that.

    A nigger with a venomous face and no culture whatsoever, but with big, elongated breasts.

    Seira, a 700-year-old elf. Seira’s breasts are as big as her head, and she has been around Shiron since she was young, so she also takes on the role of a mother.

    -But what are you? I don’t even have big breasts. However, it’s not like I have long legs and beautiful legs, or I’m not an evil demon with a sucker in my lower hole.

    -yes…

    -It would be better if it was latera. Latera at least has the cuteness of a daughter, which is stimulating.

    -Well, I can’t go back to Latera…

    Is there one?

    For a moment, I felt tempted. Anyway, that wasn’t it.

    It’s a shame I can’t even imagine. When your memories come back, you make a short sound with your tongue and smile as if you don’t know anything…

    Even if I paid 700,000 points to rejuvenate my body, the risk of restoring my mind was too great.

    The power of extinction, amnesia, dementia… It’s still unclear how Yura became Latera.

    Isn’t it possible to go back to being a child just to have sex?

    ‘If it’s a daughter like Latera, maybe I can give birth to her…?’

    …Anyway, in the end, it’s all because of Lucia that this year came about.

    -If you can’t do it with your body, you have to use a tool.

    Although she was pushed and pushed around, Lucia’s confident attitude and raised shoulders added to her credibility.

    ‘But… I’m not that proud either.’

    Siron sighed and stroked his hair.

    Not only did Yura come a long distance, but she also brought obscene objects with her in her arms.

    You can tell by looking at Yura’s expression.

    I open my eyes because I don’t like something, but I can’t make eye contact properly.

    Also, I was anxious and was crossing my thighs while my pretty lips were being chewed with my teeth.

    This was my reaction when I knew something with my head but did not understand it with my heart.

    ‘It’s the same for Yura and me too.’

    Even though it was something that could have been done with a simple apology, there were a lot of fights that happened because of my pride.

    That’s probably why he brought obscene items.

    I want to immerse myself in it, but it’s clear that I’m still frozen even after committing it because I remember the times when we were still friends and we were face to face with each other.

    ‘I’m really clueless too. Even though I clearly know what kind of personality he has. You make me come to you on my own. It’s all because the other kids are too active. Yura is an outdated tsundere character, so I should have known about it first.’

    Siron, who understood Yura’s feelings, immediately implemented the idea that came to his mind.

    What to do with a tightly tied friend in front of you. When I thought about it, there was only one thing.

    Sreuk-

    Shiron pulled down his pants without hesitation. and.

    “…?”

    A limp object was thrust in front of Yura’s nose.

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