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Side Story – Sex #1

Do you know a genius who was stuffed?

This man here knew.

Because this man was a genius who was now stuffed.

The man felt like he had been stuffed and put on display in front of people.

It’s been an hour already.

The people who had the man sitting in front of them sometimes subtly fell silent.

“Hmm.”

“Hmm.”

“Hmm.”

Buuung-.

The room where the fan spins loudly creates a strange sense of tension.

The room, where the air conditioner was set to 25 degrees, felt a little hot, perhaps because of the shoulders of people sitting close together.

Just when you thought it was dizzying to see the strong summer sunlight seeping through the slightly drawn blinds on the window -.

“Hmm… .”

Munhakbeom, a man in his 50s wearing thin-rimmed glasses, kept snoring while flipping through the manuscript and occasionally touched his lips with his thumb.

Although he holds the great title of Executive Director of Korea’s largest publishing company, ‘Writing Heaven’, it was not that difficult to read the emotions on his face, as anyone could see that he was just an ordinary man.

The man thought he needed to show people his patience and consideration that was superior to anyone else.

“I fully understand that the level of my writing is so high, distant, hard, and thick that you may find it difficult to understand. This is still difficult to accept at the Korean level. Since this is a special time, I will be happy to answer any questions you may have.”

“Question─. Mr. Ido. Well said. Did you just say it was a question?”

widely-.

A literary criminal who covered a man’s manuscript.

Soon, he lifted his glasses slightly with his fingers and massaged the area around his sunken eyes with his other hand.

Thump, thud.

Other people sitting at the long table also covered their manuscripts and yawned or rolled their shoulders.

Soon the office manager, Munhakbeom, spoke.

“Mr. Haido. I enjoyed the manuscript you sent. I watched all parts 1 and 2. I have one question. There’s a lot to say about part 1, but even if we skip it, isn’t part 2 a bit much?”

“It’s not part 2. What do you mean?”

“In Part 2, if the main character ‘Hyde’ just says ‘sex’, doesn’t everything go smoothly and everything goes well? Because of that, the plot has become more urgent and the story ends like beans being roasted by lightning.”

aha-.

The man understood immediately.

The novel “Surviving as a Cult in a Different World” was a work composed of parts 1 and 2, and a planned spin-off.

Just as an insect is divided into head, chest, and abdomen, my novel is also divided into Part 1, Part 2, and the side story.

Just as an insect cannot breathe and dies without even one of them, the same was true for the man’s novel.

The man decided to explain that point.

“That… , it was intended to depict the extraordinary nature of the main character, Hyde. Hyde is an extraordinary human being. In fact, if Hyde had put his mind to it from the start of Part 1, he could have unified the world within a week. But Hyde didn’t do that. Because Hyde’s dream was not to conquer the kingdom, but to become a great and simple priest… ! That’s why… !”

The man thought his long explanation was very cool and excellent.

But in fact, I was a little stung on the inside and was breaking into a cold sweat.

It was true that the tempo of the plot accelerated in Part 2.

After ‘the part where Milione dies’, I wanted to write a long tempo story about the year I lived in secret during my shepherd days, but—.

Milione was a popular character (even though she was rude, I don’t know why), and at the end of volume 6 when she died, the man received a threatening letter with various murderous intentions.

“If you don’t revive Milione right away, I will hit your face with my fist as hard as I can. And increase the amount. The letter said, “Please reappear as soon as possible!” Most of the letters were written by Milione himself.

So, as the story was cut out in many ways, the development of part 2 had no choice but to speed up, and this was something that the man was also very upset about.

“I see. Well, let’s say so. Well, I have another question. The Rust that appears in this article claims to be sex itself -. Actually, I’ve never had sex.”

“That’s right.”

“A sex story without sex─. Do you think this makes sense now?”

“But it’s a true story. Although it seems like non-fiction, the stories written about such incredible and powerful achievements are actually stories that actually happened. It’s a fact.”

“Are these stories true? entire? what the-. I was wondering what to say and then─.”

Munhakbeom frowned.

Soon the women and men sitting next to them also frowned, but eventually they started laughing, pounding on the desk and shedding tears.

“high degree. Mr. Haido. Well, I will contact you soon. Now, let’s go out.”

“We are waiting for good news.”

Crash-.

thud.

As soon as the man went outside, he heard a commotion coming from inside the door.

━Won, I’m busy even if I don’t have to be, but do we have to deal with people like that? I feel really embarrassed. I feel ashamed. No matter how rich it is, how far does the literary world fall? No matter how popular snack culture is these days, I am.

━There was no such low-quality trash. I’m sure it’s there. Those who think it’s art if they just say obscene and vulgar words -!

━That’s right. that’s right. The way he looks at Miss Kim isn’t normal either?

“… … .”

The man felt something pounding inside his chest.

When I brought my hand towards my chest, I caught a hard, cool mask there instead of a heart.

Sze-.

As I touched it, the hairs on my entire body seemed to stand on end, and I felt the blood in all my veins heating up like a furnace.

# # #

Munhakbeom spat at the wad of paper shredded by the shredder.

“high degree. A young guy said he was our publishing company’s biggest sponsor, so I read the manuscript to please him. Poor guy. Does literature seem easy? Do paragraphs look funny because you have some money?”

Haido was a young man who donated a huge amount of money to “Writing Heaven.”

I don’t know where he got that kind of money, but he’s probably a golden-digger who doesn’t know anything about the world and has never experienced hardship.

“Writing is only written by people who have been through all sorts of hardships before it comes out with a deep flavor. Miss Kim thinks so too, right? Young people these days don’t have any fighting spirit. Fighting. If you are a man, you must have a spark burning in your heart. Uhm, Miss Kim, did you tell me about the time I threw a Molotov cocktail?”

“Ugh, I’m so bored. I’m so sick of it. What kind of horrible bunch of letters are there? It’s too shallow to even be called a novel… How many times does the word sex appear? Jagini, pussy, ugh… . If you force me to read something like this again, I won’t work with Writing Heaven from now on.”

Miss Kim, as always, had high hips and was as mean as she was meditating.

Munhakbeom explained while looking at Miss Kim’s buttocks.

“In Haido’s trashy novel ‘Surviving as a Cult in a Different World’, the word sex appears a total of 201 times. Pussy appeared number 119.”

“… How does the manager know that?”

“That’s how I know if I’m a literary criminal. Am I truly the guardian of 21st century literature, the living history of resistance, and the last bastion of the literary world? Katkatkat-!”

It was the time when Munhakbeom, whose head was half bald, was laughing heartily.

Susss-.

As if the temperature of the air conditioner had been forcibly lowered, the surrounding air suddenly dropped by several degrees.

‘Living-?’

Munhakbeom was a fighter who fought at the forefront of resistance.

He realized that this was someone’s overwhelming lethal force or force.

When I came to my senses-.

A man was standing on the table.

“Oh sex, my sex.”

“You─.”

“Well, what is it?”

“Cross Mask-! Oh, no way, that crazy arson horse that appeared on the 8 o’clock news last night? The crazy monster who set fire to the 63 Building… ! They even tried to change the name of Namsan Tower to Penis Tower… !?”

The sudden appearance of a man wearing a cross mask shocked people, including the executive director of Writing Heaven. Should I say that it feels like I am being suffocated by a strange presence?

However, Rust, the man with the cross mask, spoke casually.

“Is that the end of the question? Now it’s my turn to ask you a question. A question is a question. It means pussy. Let me show you the question! Hahaha!”

Pot-.

The man just jumped down from the table.

And the skirt of author Mi-nyeo Kim, whose pen name was called “Miss Kim,” was lifted up.

Flap-!

“This is pussy! Hahaha!!!”

“Aaagh! Oh, you crazy pervert! You pervert! You idiot! Wow! What are they doing! Catch this bastard! Grab it!!!”

Author Kim Mi-nyeo starts screaming so hard that the windows tremble.

She was a writer who received international attention for writing “The Fourth Gender Attack Helicopter,” and she was a woman with a high-spirited and innocent personality, but she couldn’t do anything when her skirt was lifted.

This place is truly a lawless wilderness.

The Second Coming of Sodom and Gomorrah.

As if to prove it, the man with the cross mask stretched out his hand toward his screaming chest.

“Khaha! I have the most fun massaging the breasts of innocent girls!”

Wow-.

When women have their breasts grabbed hard, they literally feel pain like a rat struck by lightning and cannot move.

“Aaagh! You crazy bastard! You crazy bastard! Wow! Wow!”

Author Kim Mi-nyeo, known as the comet of the literary world, collapsed on the floor.

And I witnessed it.

Something very huge rising with the pants dance of a summer suit.

“… this… What… .”

“What on earth is going on! Manager! You need to call the police! Manager! Manager… !?”

“I, I, Munhakbeom, know… ! That’s “milk jug”… ! Oh my, this can’t be… ! Hyde, was he really a real person? !”

“Khaha! Yes! I am Hyde and Rust! You foolish bastards! They are literature, they are art, they pretend to be noble and neat, but in the end, they are nothing more than dicks and pussies, like beasts!”

The man wearing the red cross mask hated people who wrote.

This was because everyone who wrote thought themselves to be the best, that their suffering was the highest level of intellectual entertainment, and that they were greater human beings than others.

Of course, the man was excluded from ‘everyone’ because he was a humbler and better human being than anyone else.

“Can you change the world with these little letters? Can the soul be saved? no! Only those who righteously call on God’s name will be saved! All studies are the crumbs of theology!!!”

“Huh… .”

“What is this-.”

“Something that can change the 21st century. It’s sex… ! There are only two words that can change Korea, which is dying due to low birth rates. Sex alone is enough… ! Hahahahaha… !”

As the man’s laughter spread, Office Manager Munhakbeom felt as if he had been hit with an ax in the back of the head.

Solving all of Korea’s problems.

sex.

That one word was really enough.

“… One hundred questions and one answer. There is only one answer to all the questions in the world. Was that really the truth? sex. Yes, sex really solves all your problems! I, Munhakbeom, know!”

“You crazy bastard! How long are you going to touch my breasts? Ouch! Oh, you perverted bastard! Manager! what are you doing! Quickly report this crazy pervert… Sigh!”

“This man is actually an omnipotent monster… ! And I, Moon Mun-beom, know very well that the man will now leave the conference room and escape through the elevator installed at the back door without being caught by anyone… ! Ooh, we won’t be able to stop it! It won’t stop you from escaping in my car! I, Munhakbeom, know! You can know because it’s me!”

Munhakbeom.

He broke into a cold sweat and shouted in the most excited way he had ever lived in his 55 years of life.

“But I, I… ! I can’t give you the car keys that are in my left pocket… ! But for some reason, my body acted on its own and I ended up giving that guy my new bancho key… !”

“Sir, the manager is crazy! Stop it! Heee!”

Pot-!

The man who was Rust and Hyde escaped through the elevator and stole the sedan using the car keys he received from the office manager.

Hijack the car.

It was said that the car was raped.

Boom-.

The destination he went to without a license was a living room.

When I opened the door, the world turned upside down and a world full of beautiful vegetation appeared.

Sze-.

The man who took off his mask and became Hyde said.

“Phew, today I have enlightened the uncivilized world again. The life of a chosen prophet is so painful. I’m holding on like this because it’s me. So, only I can go back and forth through all the doors.”

“Hyde, you’re back! Hyde!”

Ssuk seu-.

Psyche was seen waving as she drove her flock from afar.

Psyche among the flock looked like an angel among white fluffy clouds, and the man, Hyde’s heart was loosened by it.

“Hyde, did people in the other world like your story today as well? How to survive as a cult in a different world… ! It’s a true story, but it’s really a story as good as a novel!”

“Then. of course. Everyone loved it so much that there was no shouting or fuss. It was very difficult because everyone was chasing me to catch me when I wanted to leave.”

Hyde.

His life was still as pious and faithful as always.

—This is the story of his godly sex—that is, of all things.