episode_0064

A place neatly equipped with various magic tools.

In a place where anyone could tell that a shaman lived, a shaman dressed in fancy clothes muttered to himself.

“If you came, would you say you came? Why are you standing still and watching?”

An attitude as if she was sure that there was someone in a space where there was no one else but her.

But as if the shaman’s words were not nonsense, a gust of wind blew and a bald man with a beheading sword in his hand appeared.

“If you have common sense, you shouldn’t have called at dawn. It was a monumental first night, motherfucker. Assuming it’s not an emergency, I’m definitely going to destroy this place today.”

“Meeting a fox girl didn’t change my dirty personality. Old sayings are all obsolete now. They say that a man’s personality can change if he meets a good woman. That’s a lie, right?”

“You just have to show a good side to that guy, do you really need to show a good side to other people?”

The bald man put the beheading sword on the floor, sat down in front of the shaman, and asked questions in an awkward manner.

“So, what is the reason you called me this time? Has an evil spirit that you can’t handle appeared? They even wiped out a flock of monkfish recently, so I don’t think there’s anything coming out for the time being?”

“Unfortunately, this time it is not a simple matter of death or death. It’s a complex problem between humans.”

“Then wouldn’t it be right to call another shaman instead of me? You know very well that I am terrible at this.”

“I had no choice but to call it because it required force. Otherwise, why would I call a human whose personality is worse than that of a Chihuahua?”

The shaman emptied the teacup and spoke in a calm voice.

“The Lily Church, which had not moved for hundreds of years, suddenly began to move.”

“Order of the Lily? Are you talking about this crazy religious cult that is only a lily in name and the only real lesbian is a goddess?”

“Yes, it’s that denomination. There is a saint who is not from a different class, but she is said to be coming to Korea. Isn’t it so fucking suspicious?”

“Well, maybe you’re a foreigner who likes K-pop.”

The Rakshasa lifted his ears as if he had heard something insignificant, and the shaman who saw this sighed and opened his mouth.

“This is just my guess, about this incident. your friend? lover? Anyway, I think it has something to do with that fox lady, right?”

“The saint of the Lily Order is visiting Seonghun… no, it has something to do with His Holiness? What kind of novel bullshit is that?”

“It might sound like novel bullshit. But…”

The shaman took out something ugly that looked like slime from under the desk and continued talking.

“Recently, a great woman who is a fox god or something came to visit and removed all the prohibitions you had placed on her, right? Can you still say this is bullshit?”

A bald man who confirmed something disgusting that the shaman had brought out.

He soon started gagging in disgust.

“Wow, fuck… You’re breaking the ban on a bitch who likes tentacle-like tags. In my opinion, Fox God is not normal either.”

“What are you saying? This furry bug is tough. Because tentacles are 100 times better than furries? How attractive is a tentacle that uses every hole to make your whole body climax!”

“Yeah, it’s a piece of shit. How can you say that using all kinds of cowardly methods to reduce a woman to a female, and ultimately to turn her into a seedbed, is disgusting?”

“Isn’t it a bit wrong to say the point of being ugly and then say you don’t like it?”

As the shaman sighed and put his tentacle under the desk, the bald man asked the shaman a question again in a serious voice.

“What were the conditions for lifting the ban? Wouldn’t the fox god just have released Geumje?”

“He had a plan and asked me to participate in it. They said just once was enough, so I decided to sign a contract.”

“Did you hear what the plan was?”

“No? All I heard was, ‘The goal is to defeat the goddess for the sake of pure love.’ I haven’t heard the detailed plan, so I don’t know much.”

Squeak.

The shaman filled the empty teacup with tea again and thought carefully as he looked at the bald man who was contemplating something with a serious expression.

What kind of being was that fox girl that tamed that Rakshasa, who was known for her foul temper?

Tribute and challenge are the basics, and you can make that man with a heavy ass move by annoying him with the force of seven battles and eights, but what kind of magic can you use to make that man move with just one word that it is related?

The shaman, who had been wandering around looking for the answer he could not find, quietly put down the teacup, and as soon as he heard a thudding sound, the bald man opened his mouth and spoke.

“So, what should I do? murder? arson? Kidnapping and confinement?”

“That’s a crime, you stupid bald guy. All you have to do is just stand quietly next to me when the saint visits.”

“Why are you coming to meet me? What about other people? What do old people do?”

“I don’t know, fuck it, I got kicked out. If you ask me, I will ask you. It’s obvious that you don’t want to go because it’s annoying, you fucking bastards.”

Hearing the shaman’s indignant voice, the man seemed to have a sudden question, so he tilted his head and asked her.

“Hey, if you’re just purely picking me up, you don’t need me, right? Why did you call me?”

“You never know. Could that religion be a place where crazy people like Satanists gather? The goddess they serve is famous for having a bad reputation in heaven. How can they believe that they are believers under such a goddess?”

The shaman presented reasonable and valid reasons to him, and the man said he would help the shaman and demanded compensation.

“Helping means helping, and how much will you be paid? Let’s go cleanly instead of going like last time.”

“500 if nothing happens. 5x when battle occurs. how is it? Isn’t it okay?”

“That should be enough. I think the conversation is over now. Can I go? I left a note, but I’m really nervous about leaving her at home alone.”

The man asked the shaman a question as he prepared a piece of paper, and the shaman nodded and let the man go.

“Good love, Nakchal. I read my fortune and it said that if you miss that girl, you will be single for the rest of your life.”

“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on missing it. And by the way, if I get caught playing with his tentacles one more time.”

The bald man pointed to a small tentacle wriggling under the desk and warned the shaman in a sad voice.

“At that time, it will not be a ban, but it will be taken from the head. Do you understand?”

—–

I left his house at 3 a.m., took care of everything, and came back at 11 a.m.

Too much time had passed for me to say ‘just a moment’, so I felt guilty and as soon as I opened the door, I went in the direction where he was and apologized.

“I’m here, sorry I’m late… um?”

It’s not felt where it’s supposed to be, but it feels like it’s on the bed.

I breathed a sigh of relief that I had arrived before he woke up, but soon I found a crumpled note on the table and let out a light sigh.

I guess I had already woken up, I woke up and then tried to sleep again.

Seeing him lying dead on the bed made me feel guilty again, so I took the comb that was on the table and began to carefully comb its tail.

“The sun has risen in the sky, wake up!”

“I want to sleep for 5 more minutes…”

“What does 5 minutes mean? A bitch who has been sleeping for 12 hours wants to sleep for 5 more minutes?”

“Namisa… What does it matter whether I sleep for 12 hours or 24 hours…”

The guy who was complaining wrapped his adorable tail around my body and made it into a cocoon, and I felt strangely sadistic at the laziness of the guy I hadn’t seen in a long time.

So I slowly approached the area where his ears would be and whispered in a low voice.

“Honestly, it’s like a fox beast.”

“…”

“I thought about it, and it seems like cats are much more disgusting animals than foxes. The fur is fluffier, and the flexibility is like a liquid monster, so it seems like it can accept objects of any size thrown in… Wow…”

As I was speaking, a thick and attractive tail wrapped around my face, and soon its murderous voice began to ring in my ears.

“What did you just say? Say it again. What do you say?”

“…”

A life-threatening appearance that I have never seen before.

When I closed my mouth in embarrassment at the sight of the guy like that, he unwound his tail and pointed a frying pan, which I don’t know where it came from, at my head.

“There are things to say and things not to say. What is a cat? Worse than a fox? Do you want your cockroach to have such a desirable, thick, cuddly tail, or even a good personality? No matter what conditions you compare, the fox is clearly upwardly compatible, so why are you saying such bullshit?”

“…Looking at your dirty personality, the cat actually looks like an angel.”

“Damn, is a cat called a furry wheel for no reason? If those babies weren’t cute, they would have gone extinct a long time ago, damn it. It’s not for nothing that they’re animals that are known for being dirty?”

Look how they hate and hate cats because they are dogs.

If I tell her I’m going to get married and have a cat later, it’ll cause a real stir.

I ended up bursting out laughing at the content, which was so lifelike despite its lifelike voice, and as usual, the guy’s frying pan hit the top of my head.

“Why am I laughing now after saying such bullshit???”

Kang!!!!!