episode_0068

Seoullo (4) ― Hanmaeum Salonkyo Bridge, 3rd floor

After putting Yoon Ah-young to sleep in the principal’s bedroom, I immediately came down to the third floor.

It’s a profit –

As I opened the huge white door and entered the executive office, the crunching sound of writing greeted me.

Seong Ga-eul raised her head and looked at me, then lowered her head again and concentrated on her work.

“I would have told you to rest for today and wait for me. It’s a festival, Seong Ga-eul.”

“Then, I feel so sorry for tomorrow’s me who took on today’s work. I have to do it anyway, so where is tomorrow?”

Haha, really, if that woman falls into the sea, her mouth will float.

I sighed loudly and leaned my butt on the table, as if to make him listen.

A wine glass is placed in front of her as she turns the pages, not paying attention to whether the religious leader is coming or not.

He said, lightly tapping the wine bottle and glass that were left alone without a simple snack.

“Is this the lonely festival that Seonggaeul enjoys?”

“Then why did you come to me first instead of going to Joo Joo-hye?”

“Oh, Joohye?”

Now that I think about it, I thought of Joo Joo-hye, whose confidence that was at its peak when she was awakened as a gatekeeper is slowly dying.

This may be because the performance of [Gate of Salvation] was lower than expected.

Nowadays, I feel like I know why companies that were representative of capitalism are spending a lot of money on promotion.

This means that they didn’t spend a lot of money on celebrities and celebs for no reason to make themselves known.

What do you do when you find a stable route?

There are no survivors who know the route.

promotion.

Rather than promoting the Church of Salvation, a means to bring to mind the idea of ‘salvation’ was desperately needed.

“How can I get a helicopter and drop out leaflets?”

“Who drives the helicopter?”

“I am there! You can just drag it with telekinesis.”

“Then wouldn’t it be better for you to just fly around and hand out leaflets?”

“… Aha!”

“… … Haha.”

After hearing the stupid question and answer, Seong Ga-eul finally took his hand off the document and rubbed his temple.

Her eyes narrowed even more as she saw me laughing at that.

“Who would see this and think that this is the same person as the religious leader who was preaching in front of the congregation just moments ago?”

“Why? Isn’t it like an onion that shows a new side even when you just peel it? They say a man like this is the best when dating.”

“Puhup! where? From a book? Or on YouTube?”

“… He was a credible YouTuber with 700,000 subscribers.”

“Puhahahaha―”

Seong Ga-eul burst into laughter and trembled.

I took a sip from the wine glass on the table, watching her ears turn red.

A spicy sweetness that passes through the esophagus.

“Keuu―”

I frowned slightly and filled my wine glass again.

I heard somewhere that you can’t take a single shot of wine, and there is a separate way to pour it.

Well, the era where trivial etiquette like that was important is over.

After filling it lightly, like pouring soju, I spoke while looking at Seong Ga-eul, who was still shaking slightly.

“Do you like it too much?”

“Ahahahaha- Ah… Look how I’m about to cry. Is there no toilet paper anywhere?”

“… There are wet tissues.”

I deliberately gave him an exaggerated axe-eyed look and handed him a wet tissue I had taken out of my inventory.

All the weapons that filled the inventory for a while were safely sleeping on the first basement floor.

Now, the only things in my inventory were daily necessities and food to prepare for any emergency in Seoul.

I watched Seong Ga-eul dabbing her eyes with the wet tissue I gave her.

The combination of white, beautiful hands and appearance spread an elegant aura just by wiping the corners of the eyes.

“Now even the executive office feels a bit like a festival.”

Ahahahaha-

As soon as I finished speaking, the laughter of the believers could be heard through the window.

The festival that started on the first floor spread to the temple garden.

The songs of believers coming through the windows and the laughter of young children.

Ah, when it comes to religion, hymns cannot be left out.

Where should we bring in a composer?

“… Thank you.”

Seong Ga-eul said to me as I watched the believers in the garden through the window.

Hearing the sudden serious tone, he turned his head and stared at her.

As always, I was met with unwavering starry eyes.

“… Suddenly?”

“Yes. Honestly, I never imagined I would do this well. To what extent does the system consider aptitude?”

Seong Ga-eul picked up a wine glass and walked to the window.

I slightly shrugged my shoulders and looked down at the garden next to her.

In the center of the garden, Kim Cheol-soo’s daughter, Kim A-reum, was twirling her body with an elephant trunk.

Kim Ah-reum’s cheeks puffed out when she saw Shin Ji-hoon and Park Him-chan turning around more excitedly and quickly next to her.

In the end, Kim Areum lost her balance while turning faster and fell on the grass.

Kim Ah-reum’s expression began to tear up when she saw the two children turning around excitedly without knowing it.

The two boys who saw the scene looked at each other and nodded.

“Ugh, uhuhuh― I’m dizzy―”

Kim Ah-reum smiled brightly again as she watched them fall down on the lawn in an exaggerated manner.

Then he stood up again, turned around, and cackled.

Shin Ji-hoon and Park Him-chan, who had been rolling around on the lawn as if they couldn’t lose, got up again and turned around with their elephant trunks.

“Areum! Dad will help you win!”

At first glance, Kim Cheol-soo, who was very drunk, ran over, hugged Kim A-reum, and turned around.

“Crackling―”

Kim Areum, smiling excitedly, and his wife supporting Kim Cheolsu, who is increasingly faltering.

“What are you doing while drunk! Hello! It’s dangerous! Uhhhh—!”

“Hehehehe― Beautiful!”

“Hehehe― Dadaaaa―”

All the believers around smiled brightly at that genuine happiness.

There was happiness here.

A rare emotion that is no longer found in this world.

No, it’s a fragment like homesickness that you have to forget if you want to live.

And there was peace.

12 o’clock every day unless there is anything special going on.

All believers gather in the prayer room on the second floor.

And each day, one person takes the microphone before listening to my sermon as the leader.

The believer who took the microphone talks about the pain he experienced and the happiness he gained after joining the Salvation Church.

For example, it was part of a very large psychological counseling program.

Looking at that peaceful scene now, I remembered what one of the believers had said.

He said he always liked to take walks and think.

He said that he only realized the disaster that had struck the world when he saw the space where he was walking.

The sound of students chattering and laughing as they go down the hill.

Office workers rushing somewhere with a thudding sound and elderly people slowly pulling their carts.

The odd sound of cars and leaves shaking in the wind all disappeared and took their place.

Overturned cars and abandoned trash.

A desolate wind blows and the strange silence gives me goosebumps.

The only thing that breaks the silence is the equally creepy howling of zombies and the screams of humans being eaten.

Only after seeing them did he admit that the world had ended.

But he said it again.

That lost world was here.

The peace he was desperately looking for was here.

Indeed, it was just as the believer said.

There was peace here.

No, there was peace only here.

“When I broke Cheolsu’s neck, I never thought I would enjoy this kind of peace.”

withdrawal?

Cheolsu is alive and well over there, but why is his neck broken?

ah… !

Lee Kyung-min’s best friend’s name was Kim Cheol-soo.

The scene in the tutorial where I possessed the fairy and broke her neck flashed and replayed in my brain.

The name of that rude bastard was Cheolsu.

Wow, that’s a really common name.

“Wow- I completely forgot about it until you said it.”

“… … I’m speaking seriously for a while, so don’t ruin the mood, just listen.”

“Ah, yes.”

Seong Ga-eul, who was looking at me with salty eyes, opened her mouth again, appreciating the peace outside.

“You are a better person than I thought. Now sometimes… I really think you will solve everything. … … Like a true god”

“That is a blasphemy that even a vice-president cannot forgive.”

She, who had been drinking wine in response to my playful answer to the end, glared at me with her eyes wide open.

It was a very exaggerated look, just like me from before.

And I couldn’t hold back my laughter at that sight.

“Really… I don’t miss it once.”

“This is 1:1, right?”

I couldn’t get enough of her triumphant smile when she looked at me, so I shook my head slightly.

1 to 1.

Just like I tried to fill her loneliness with playful answers and jokes.

She also praised me and comforted me, which tickled my heart.

widely-

Using telekinesis, I closed the window overlooking the garden and drew the curtains.

Reading the mood, he gently stroked her face as she placed the wine glass on the window sill.

She was a truly attractive woman.

At times, I felt very close to him, like a friend, but at other moments, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

As if there was an 8% deficiency that I could not fill.

But I didn’t feel impatient or in a hurry.

Seong Ga-eul, a college student who had a crush on Kang San, is no longer there.

Seong Ga-eul, the vice-religious leader of Salvation Church, was a flower that could only be completed in my hands.

Because I already made it that way.

Jjook- Side-

He gently kissed Seong Ga-eul’s neck and hugged her.

I asked, looking at her now familiarly hugged by me.

“So, how good of a cult leader am I so far?”

“Hmm… … 92 points?”

I was a little surprised by the score that matched my space and filled in her deficiencies.

Wow, it’s really a ghost…

“Wow, it’s too salty! Can you do better than this?”

“Umm― They say my heart is just 92 points?”

“… … A bitch like a nine-tailed fox.”

“What?”

“Hahaha― No, no.”

I gave a light look at her who raised her eyes and massaged the pantyhose hidden inside Seong Ga-eul’s skirt.

I held her, feeling the soft feel of the stockings and the firm elasticity of her buttocks.

I immediately crossed my legs and walked to the conference table holding her like a cicada.

The hot air felt on her vagina as I deliberately touched it little by little.

Her pussy was already aroused as she thought about the next step.

“Why? What’s so annoying?”

“… Hmm―”

Jjook-

As she deliberately avoided answering, he placed a deep kiss mark on her neck and laid her down on the table.

Her short hair is slightly disheveled and her appearance is not damaged at all even when viewed from top to bottom.

Fixing her face, he slowly opened his mouth and let out the juice of submission.

A gentle line of saliva flowed down to her mouth.

As Seong Ga-eul opened her mouth and said, “Aaaah” in a cute tone that was not typical of her, the erect dick inside the teacher’s uniform flinched slightly.

I asked Seong Ga-eul, who was chewing on the juice of dependence.

“What happens if you become a leader with 100 points?”

“Hmm… … .”

As she pondered my question, her legs subtly caressed me.

The thighs that were locked around the waist moved up and down and made an obscene sound.

At the same time, he tapped his red lips with his index finger as if showing off.

He answered my question in a languid tone that matched his lustful appearance.

“… … You know?”

She smiled brightly and let out a sweet breath as she asked a short question.

I also laughed at the excitement in his breath.

“Mmm― Chuuup― Cold―”

Immediately, their lips met and parted, and their tongues became entangled.

They exchanged saliva filled with pure red tongues that climbed over each other like snakes.

“Uuuuup— Chuuuup— Chuuuup—”

My left hand, another snake, burrowed into her skirt as she continued to let out tickling nasal sounds.

Chewy profit-

I simply tore off the pantyhose and pulled aside the black T-panties I had put on.

At that moment, hot and strange air filled my left hand.

The left hand advanced further and stroked her vagina.

Already, the thick vagina fluid was staining her entire vagina.

“What was so annoying? Huh?”

“Waaa!”

My middle and index fingers gently entered the vaginal opening and scratched the top of her vaginal opening.

He must have reacted right away, so he brought his body down on her as she was jumping and scratched the upper part where the reaction occurred more forcefully.

Jjigeeook-jjigeeook-

“Hwaaa!”

Even though I couldn’t see it, I could feel a lot of white foam forming on the palm of my hand where I was touching her labia minora.

A pussy that is so relaxed that even if you insert a dick right now, it can reach the cervix without any hindrance.

What made her like this?

The amount of dependence?

‘No.’

I had been caressing her ever since I entered the executive office.

We laughed, talked, and exchanged invisible numbers with each other.

Seong Ga-eul has the same lack of affection, no different from Yoon Ah-young.

It’s just that the directions for satisfying the affection they didn’t receive are different.

Yoon Ah-young is afraid and anxious about the unfamiliar love she has never received from anyone.

I feel satisfied with my own use and needs.

But Seong Ga-eul is different.

She knew love but it was not reciprocated.

She, who had only a straight line that could not be reached, was addicted to the love I gave her.

But it doesn’t reveal it.

Although he had longed for Gangsan for a long time, perhaps because of his experience of being abandoned, he hoped that I would long for him.

The more possessive or greedy she showed, the more horny she became.

“Gaeul, who only I can fuck, is now fucking my pussy?”

“Huhhh―”

Eyes raised to the sky and vaginal juices throbbing as I touched the vaginal opening.

I quickly took off my teacher’s uniform while admiring her lightly reaching climax.

Then, he inserted his erect cock, which was about to explode, into her pussy with her T-panties pulled down.

Tzu-geo-eok-

The cock that entered with a sticky sound split the vagina that had not yet reached its peak.

“Ahhh― Now, wait… !”

Contrary to what she said, I felt her legs locking around my waist and tightly grasped her gracefully curved pelvis with both hands.

As soon as I felt the glans reaching the end of Seong Ga-eul’s vagina, I started shaking my waist frantically.

Perhaps because he was holding her pelvis, the stronger thrust made her jump like a fish.

“Haan― Haan― Haaan―!”

I fixed her body with telekinesis and looked at the buttons on the dress shirt she was wearing.

Tuk- Tuk-

The shirt and bra that were suppressing her breasts were removed with telekinesis.

“Aaaa”

I asked her, looking at her breasts shaking in sync with her bouncing body.

“Whose breasts are these?”

“Ahhh― You, you, youuuu―”

“Is it a strong acid or not?”

“Haeuuu- San-i don’t say that- Don’t say that-”

For the guy who abandoned the camp and ran away, it’s not even a strong mountain, it’s a mountain.

I feel a little sad.

Immediately, he pulled her pink nipple with telekinesis.

“Hauuu!”

I asked again, looking at her upper body bending like a bow, whether due to telekinesis or pleasure.

“If I get 92 points, does Kang San have the remaining 8 points?”

“Hmm~ Why, why are you like that~ Don’t ask me~ Don’t ask me that~”

Hmm, as expected, the remaining 8 points are quite annoying.

Out of frustration, I deliberately scratched the top of my vagina with my glans.

“Uaaa◦ scratch

“I love you, Gaeul.”

“Higguuu)

At the lightly whispered whisper, she took a breath instead of moaning.

I know very well that she will not betray me.

Because the lessons I learned that day still remain in my mind.

It’s not that there’s 8% left, it’s that there’s only 8% left.

Still, people always live looking to a higher place.

I want everything, not most.

Creak- Creak- Creak-

The table shook with my vigorous back movements.

“Haaance? I-I think I’ll gooot-!”

I thought as I saw Seong Ga-eul shaking her head frantically.

What can I say?

What situations and words can truly fill her perverse lack of affection?

And then, an appropriate question came to mind.

“Autumn.”

“Ugh― Yes― Uhmnn―”

“If we expand further later, how about building a school and an amusement park?”

“Ugh― No, it’s a play verb?”

“Yes. If I become a leader with 100 points, we can go on a date. I wear casual clothes, not a school leader’s uniform. you… ”

I deliberately stayed silent until the end and looked down at her.

He bit his lip to block the ejaculation that was rising just by imagining it.

“Pink blouse and white tennis skirt. And I wear black shoes.”

“Ah… Ah ah ah ah ah-! Ahhh―!”

The clothes she wore when we first saw each other.

Her own outfit that she decorated to impress Kang San.

She understood what I meant and lifted her hips.

At the same time, the semen that had been held in until the end erupted into the tight pussy as if squeezing the dick.

“big black―”

“Huhhh—”

I grabbed her pelvis and ejaculated deeper, then grabbed her face.

After fixing his eyes on mine, he asked slowly.

“The leader asked, should I answer?”

Slowly, very slowly, her eyes that had been staring into the distance returned.

Seong Ga-eul’s mouth opened slightly, and the closed mouth opened slightly, letting out the words I had hoped for.

“… I will wear it like that.”

[94%: Han Gu-won’s twisted love and attention]

[06%: Kang San’s complete love and attention]

So, are you now a leader with 94 points?

I looked at her as she slowly closed her eyes again with [Identification of Deficiencies] and smiled.

I slowly pulled out the cock I had inserted into my pussy and wiped the cock mixed with love juice and semen with a wet tissue on the table.

Now, if I take care of Ju-hye Joo, the remaining executive, before going to bed, my work for today will be over.

As I opened the window again with my telekinesis, the sounds of the festival songs that were still going on penetrated into the executive office.

I could see the sun slowly setting.

As I looked at the sky as the perfect day drew to a close, I thought of the guy’s handsome face that I hadn’t seen in a long time.

Kang San, are you alive?

You probably would have died, but I wish you were still alive.

That way, I will show you a very interesting sight.

‘Even if you come back, don’t come tomorrow.’

Knock knock-

To prepare for tomorrow, I stretched out while watching the sun disappear.

I listened to the small sound of bones and gazed further away than where the sun was setting.

A place I really have to go now.

“Because I have to go to Seoul tomorrow.”