episode_0216

Twitch, twitch.

Zhuge Chenghe’s completely naked buttocks twitched.

Buttocks as white and desirable as pear blossoms.

There was no saggy skin due to the overflowing elasticity from martial arts training.

and.

Sloshing and sloshing.

Her voluptuous breasts, showing off their ability to breastfeed a child, were constantly bouncing lustfully.

This was because I was walking in place naked.

It is an obvious humiliation for a woman to walk in place in front of a man while her entire body is being examined, much less naked?

Even if he ended his life because he could not bear the humiliation, it would be understood.

However.

“… … .”

Sloshing and sloshing.

Twitch, twitch.

Zhuge Qinghe kept walking, bouncing his tits and twitching his buttocks as if he couldn’t stop even for a moment.

Those are her eyes.

These eyes are so mysterious and strange as if they are dreaming, so they are even given the nickname dreamlike.

Those eyes were now completely blank and blank.

Eyes that have completely lost their senses.

It seemed as if she was proving to herself that even with her special eyes, she was no different from other bitches when she was hypnotized.

“Hehehe, okay, that’s the right attitude.”

Jang Il laughed, enjoying the naked female body of Jegal Chungha with his eyes.

It’s just as I thought.

Not only did she have a great face, but her body was also amazing.

Above all, twitching buttocks.

If you look closely, you can see the movement of elastic muscles writhing within the soft and smooth flesh.

That was the crucial difference between the female martial arts expert and Yang Min’s wife.

An exquisite combination of the softness of a woman’s body and the elasticity of a mare’s body.

It’s not just the butt.

Almost the entire body, including arms, legs, abdomen, lower back, and thighs.

There wasn’t even a comparison, except for the udders that couldn’t be trained.

Therefore, the naked body of a female protagonist is the object that can most satisfy a man’s eyes.

That was Jang Il’s theory.

And this time, I was clearly confirming with my own eyes that that theory was correct.

Through a woman, Zhuge Emperor, who arrogantly doubted them and pushed them into crisis.

It was exhilarating and enjoyable to see the girl completely naked, her breasts bouncing, her buttocks twitching, and walking in place.

“Hehe, I feel sorry for you, Master, that you are enjoying this beautiful sight alone.”

Even while enjoying it, Jang Il thought about Bang So-un.

But it wasn’t time yet.

It would have been better to give Bang So-un the antidote after the Murim men outside had retreated and ensured complete safety.

This was because it would be difficult if an unexpected situation occurred after taking the antidote.

Even if that wasn’t the case, the picture of a mysterious doctor, one of the world’s greatest doctors, came and cured the patient was better than the picture of sudden healing.

That way, you can avoid public suspicion.

Anyway, for that purpose, it was necessary to thoroughly brainwash this Zhuge girl in front of me.

Don’t let your guard down just because the rice is almost ready.

If the ending is sloppy, it may arouse unexpected suspicion from the Murim Leaguers.

Fortunately, there was not enough time.

That’s about as much time as I can massage a girl as I please.

Of course, the opponent is a dream come true.

The daughter of the Zhuge family, said to be one of the most intelligent women in the world.

But that only applies to the world.

In front of yourself.

“Hehe.”

Jang Il’s eyes shone brightly.

“You must have been told that you are smart since you were young.”

“… … That’s right… … master… … .”

“But why are you doing that now? Why are you walking in place like an asshole, stripping your butt and pussy in front of a suspected murderer? ”

“… … Because Zhuge Pussy is not smart at all… … Thanks to my great master, Zhuge Pussy was able to realize that she had the courage of an idiot, worse than a bastard… … There is no way that the plan that came from such a fool would be able to get through to the master… … Now, Jegal’s pussy bitch’s flirtation proves that… … Jegal’s pussy is under the master’s hypnosis and can’t even wear a single thread, and is walking in place like an idiot, with her red chest twitching and her asshole twitching… … .”

Jegal Cheong-ha clearly tells Jang Il that in front of him, he is not a ‘dream flower’ but just a ‘jegal pussy bitch’.

Jang-il seemed to like it and burst into laughter.

“Puhahaha.”

Okay, this is it.

This is it.

No matter if she’s one of the smartest bitches in the world or something, she’s just a pussy in their hands.

“Okay, stop.”

“… yes… master… … Jegal’s pussy obeys orders… … .”

Finally, Zhuge Qinghe’s humiliating steps stopped.

However, since he was still naked, he could not hide any shameful part of his body and just stood there blankly.

“From now on, I will give you a very important education. Listen carefully, without making a single mistake, and write it down in your stupid receptacle.”

“… yes… master… … Jegal’s pussy will listen carefully to the master’s solemn education without making a single mistake and engrave it into her stupid head… … .”

Zhuge Qingha studied a lot, including the scriptures of ancient sages, as well as the four books, arithmetic, Buddhist scriptures, martial arts, and miscellany.

The sight of her standing blankly naked, waiting for Jang Il’s education, which she barely managed to get out of writing a thousand characters, as if it were the best teaching in the world, was beyond comical.

Jang Il also burst into laughter again, as if he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

“Hahaha, then let’s begin.”

***

Long-day training that lasts close to half hour.

Zhuge Qinghe stands naked and doesn’t move, sometimes saying ‘… yes… master… … .’ was all he answered obediently.

And finally.

I confirmed that the market day was over.

“Have you engraved it in your stupid bastard without missing a single thing until now?”

“… yes… master… … Without leaving out a single bitch, I engraved my master’s solemn education into my stupid head… … .”

“Haha, I like it.”

Jang Il nodded his head once.

“Then… … Oh, one thing.”

Jang-il smiled crookedly as if a thought occurred to him.

“Starting from today, every day, before going to bed, lower your bottoms all the way down to your pussy, hold your ankles, hold your butt up, and tighten and relax your pussy muscles, repeat.”

Training that only prostitutes do to tighten their pussies to satisfy men.

There was no way a female martial arts expert could train like that.

That’s what they’re asking Zhuge Ching-he to do.

“… yes… master… … From today onwards, every day before going to bed… … With my bottoms all the way down to my vagina, holding my ankles and holding my ass up… … I will tighten and release my pussy muscles and repeat… … .”

Of course, for the current Zhuge Qinghe, there was no such thing as rejection.

There is only obedient submission.

“The number is 100 times. How many times?”

“… … It’s the 100th time… … master… … .”

“Of course, without anyone finding out.”

“… yes… master… … No one will notice… … .”

Since bedtime was midnight anyway, there was no way that anyone would even dare approach the room where the daughter of the Zhuge family slept alone.

It means there is no way you can get caught.

Anyway, Zhuge Chung-ha is destined to have to repeat this process of having her pussy squeezed a hundred times every day.

“Hehe.”

Only then did Jang Il return to the main topic.

“Then I will ask. What should you forget?”

“… … Zhuge Pussy Bitch forgets the fact that she was hypnotized by her master here, completely naked, with her torso and vagina exposed, and thoroughly brainwashed… … .”

“Is it over if I forget?”

“… … no… … Daegaltong, like the idiot of Zhuge Pussy, has already been thoroughly brainwashed by the master’s hypnosis… … If the master says a word, anytime, anywhere, he immediately falls into the same deep hypnotic state as now and waits for the master’s command… … .”

“What is that one word?”

“… … Stupid Jegal pussy… … When she hears those words from her master, Zhuge Pussy immediately falls into a state of deep hypnosis anytime, anywhere… … .”

A fatal hint that could instantly turn Zhuge Ching-he into a puppet without reason.

As long as there was that hint, it was as if Zhuge Qinghe’s life had already fallen completely into Jang Il’s hands.

“Hehe, good, very good.”

Jang-il seemed to like it and smiled in satisfaction.

“Now, let’s test where it was finally inserted properly.”

***

match!

The sound of Jang Il clapping his hands.

Zhuge Qingxia’s spirit returned to reality for the first time in a long time.

‘uh?’

Zhuge Qinghe momentarily felt a slight sense of discomfort.

It’s as if the flow of time has become strange.

But that would be an illusion.

It makes no sense for the passage of time to become strange.

Rather, you should focus on the task at hand.

“As expected, there is no room for doubt about Lord Geumryongjang.”

Zhuge Qingxia let out an absurd statement without even thinking about it.

Jang-il accepted it without any hesitation.

“Haha, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

It cannot be denied.

Because it’s true.

“Then what will you answer if the Murim League warriors outside ask you?”

“Of course, I don’t think it’s suspicious at all. I guess I was wrong.”

“Oh, by the way, didn’t you say that the Namgung family was also suspicious? Is it poisoning or something?”

Another piece of information that Jang Il dug up from Zhuge Chung-ha who was under hypnosis.

Jang Il, who sensed that something was not unusual, naturally took action against it as well.

Originally, this would have been discussed with my father, Reporter Cheon.

However.

“No, Lord Namgung died of natural causes. There is nothing to doubt about that either.”

Zhuge Qinghe answered without hesitation.

It was natural.

Because Namgung Gaju died of natural causes.

“I see. Anyway, can I just go back now? Because there is no doubt.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Zhuge Qinghe stood up.

Because it wasn’t wrong.

Everything was neatly organized and there was no reason to stay here.

“No, no, you can’t just go on like that.”

“Yes?”

“There’s still more to test.”

“A test?”

When Zhuge Qinghe blinked his eyes questioningly.

“This is it. Stupid Jegal pussy.”

“Ah… … .”

Zhuge Qingxia’s pupils instantly became hazy.

Both arms lost their strength and fell limp.

She stands blankly again, lost in deep hypnosis.

Jang-il grinned.