episode_0218

It’s bittersweet.

I slumped down, sucking the blood flowing from my lips.

‘flaw. ‘What did you expect?’

When Jill opened her eyes wide and called my name, I couldn’t hide my anticipation.

I’m afraid Jill will recognize me.

I wonder if I can recognize it.

Of course, there was no such miracle.

Jill didn’t recognize me.

To be more precise, the state of being aware of something but not knowing that you are aware of it.

Jill was able to see me for a moment because she recognized me as a vision in her dream.

That moment of time was so precious.

I hope it continues.

I want to stay like this forever, just the two of us.

I had that thought the whole time I was hugging my vagina for the first time in a long time and touching our skin.

‘You have to let go.’

But this is not what I hoped for.

What is perceived as an illusion in a dream is something that neither I nor Jill wanted.

If I really wanted to be reunited with Jill properly, I had to let her go.

It was sweet like a drug to Jill, but it was sure to make her feel bitter when she woke up.

All I could do was make you have an infinitely sweet dream, even if it was just a momentary illusion.

I used that as an excuse to say everything I wanted to say to Jill.

It poured out endlessly.

Because I wanted Jill to stop hating herself.

Because I didn’t want it to break any more.

I dared to be so greedy in the face of an ugly guy who still makes me wait longer.

Is it thanks to that?

Or was the vagina strong from the beginning?

After receiving the report, I felt Jill’s steps as she walked out were filled with energy.

‘This will do.’

When I took my hand out of my pocket, a golden light spread out.

The yellow jasmine in my hand is emitting more intense light than ever.

Just a moment ago, they were all withering and dying.

Now, it feels as if I just picked it, and it feels vibrant and moist to the touch.

Rather than saying that this happened simply because I came in contact with the vagina, it feels like I exchanged something.

Should we say that they shared vitality with each other?

No, maybe the exchange of saliva was just a condition…

The lip bitten by Jill still tingles.

“······What a shame.”

Take a peek.

Mijeong lifted her tiptoes, grabbed me by the collar, and pulled me down.

He runs his finger over my lips, gets some blood on it, and then sucks it.

Is it that delicious?

It just tasted fishy.

Ignoring the tantalizing eyes looking up at me, I held the magical energy I had previously collected in my hands and prepared for the next transfer.

“let’s go.”

“······huh.”

Mijeong takes my hand without hesitation.

I divided the space again.

I jumped straight to the place that the nameless person told me about.

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.

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“Kuhuhuh…”

widely.

A large bottle of alcohol landed on the glass table.

Julia shook the glass with all the ice in it, took one shot, and laughed.

What is this like now?

Even though I always liked alcohol, I never drank too much alone like this.

I felt like I had become a huge drinker.

I know everything, and I know I shouldn’t do this, but…

Still, it was impossible to quit drinking.

There was no other way to relieve stress other than alcohol.

I don’t have any friends to hang out with.

I don’t have any active hobbies.

In the end, it’s either work or alcohol…

There wasn’t even much work to do these days.

When I was building the alliance network, I was busy negotiating various things with Linda.

Now, rather than technical skills, leadership as the commander of the 2nd Fleet was being requested.

It was so burdensome and disgusting that it made me vomit.

As someone in charge of one axis of the alliance, I knew I had to hold at least one key position.

I also knew that among the most important positions, the fleet commander showed his face in front of people less and had less time to talk to them.

There was no need to say those words more than once, and even the position of commander, who gave most orders in writing, was difficult for Julia to endure.

The stress was gradually building up.

The only person who can solve it is someone who has been out of this world for 4 years already.

Neither Jill nor Yeri had a hobby of drinking.

In the end, I really had no choice but to pour alcohol into my stomach alone.

“Huh…”

Julia, who belatedly noticed that there was no ice in the glass, stood up.

stagger.

My gait continued to be shaky.

Julia took a large piece of ice from the ice maker and put it in the glass, then turned around and stumbled greatly.

“Tsk…?”

Is it because of my mood?

I just felt like something was holding me…

Julia, who had regained her balance, returned to her seat.

Then he tried to tip the bottle again, but stopped.

“What will Eugene say if he sees this?”

The arm that was moving uncontrollably stopped.

My mouth was dry.

Although Eugene also liked drinking.

I had a strong feeling that he was doing it for Yulia’s sake.

I’ve never seen him drink separately when Julia wasn’t around.

So, if I see you drinking without taking action like this, I will most likely nag you.

They’ll tell you to stop drinking because it’s hurting your health.

And then they’ll give you something to drink in return.

“I would at least give you a kiss while putting away the glass.”

I caressed my lips and thought about that longed-for feeling.

I ate it wrong.

I can hardly remember.

As tears started to flow, I felt as if something was touching my lips.

“Ugh… Tsk… Tsk… Tsk…”

And then the side. Sigh.

Julia moaned in an awkward position as if she had been caught somewhere.

I couldn’t move as if the ball had been grabbed from both sides.

I can’t even move my head back, as if my cheeks and the back of my neck have been grabbed.

It felt as if my entire neck was paralyzed.

It felt like something was touching my lips, but I wasn’t sure.

My vision is blurry.

My mind was becoming more and more dizzy, and it seemed like there was a sweet taste in my mouth that I couldn’t get out of.

“Puhaaa…”

Was I holding my breath?

Julia’s chest heaved as all her blocked breath came out at once.

It was a strange feeling.

Without knowing why, a familiar sensation kept caressing Julia.

Kindly and sincerely.

And as if he was sorry…

Perhaps the wind had brushed the hair away from Julia’s mouth, and her bangs were tidied up.

“huh······.”

And then again.

I felt a soft touch on my forehead, and my body trembled.

Julia originally hated touching other people’s skin.

I don’t even like shaking hands.

When I had just met Eugene, there was a time when I came into contact with him in my sleep and woke up in shock.

Then, the only thing I got used to was Eugene’s touch.

A complete person on my side who accepts me as I am and has nothing to be embarrassed about because he already knows everything about me.

The only time Julia gave her body was to Eugene.

It was so instinctively and physiologically.

Then what is this?

Just a simple hallucination?

dream?

Did you drink too much?

Julia gave up thinking about this.

I felt too hazy to continue thinking.

“Ugh?! Huh? Ugh…”

And then gulp, gulp.

My chin tilted upward and I felt something flowing down my throat.

Something that feels sticky and thick.

My jaw hurts.

And that moment.

“□□ □□ □□ □□ □□□.”

“······!”

My head started hurting.

My eyes brightened.

Crash!

Julia placed her hand on the table, feeling dizzy as if her heart had sunk.

My blurred vision became clearer, and my dazed mind returned.

The drunkenness he had been feeling had completely disappeared.

Just when I was wondering how this happened.

A cold energy filled the room.

When I turned around in surprise, I saw the Frost Lord closing the door and coming in, staring at Yulia with a serious expression.

“Julia. Come towards me.”

“Eh······?”

“Come to your senses and hold my hand. There is an enemy in here.”

“······!”

thud!

Yerina lightly stamps her foot.

Magical power resonates one by one from her toes and begins to run wild.

Then, all the magic and energy in the room froze cold.

Thin ice was forming on the floor and walls, freezing all the windows and doors.

natural barrier.

It was the completion of an ice prison where no one could leave without the permission of the Frost Lord.

“Well, well… what do you mean…?”

“It’s exactly what it says. There’s an intruder in the headquarters.”

“Well, the alarm is-”

“I didn’t ring it on purpose. There was a risk of the enemy escaping. Just in case, I installed magic energy detection sensors in the headquarters, and it rang once in the saint’s residence, and a little later it rang in Julia’s residence.”

“Well, then…”

“Yes. The criminal is in here. The criminal we were chasing.”

The Frost Lord’s cold eyes scanned the wide room.

I couldn’t see it or feel it at all, but I was sure.

Was this the confidence Rex showed on the battlefield?

The enemy was clearly in here.