Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

It was a moment when I realized that the world was wide and there were many beautiful women.

And there's a beautiful woman who gives off an outstanding aura.

He looks about 160 seconds tall, but he wears heels and is close to the end of 160cm.

A face where cuteness and sexiness coexist.

Light makeup, a small mole on the left side of the nose.

clear skin and clear features

It would be like this if you had an impression that would fit the cover model of a college newsletter, or if a high-teen actress in the '80s got a makeup that's popular these days.

Of course, plastic surgery and procedures would have been a must, but they are not obvious and are natural.

Natural medium-length hair stretched to the shoulder, dark black hair, and parted bangs slightly cover one eye.

I stood up and said hello.

"Hello, I'm Sung Gwi-nam, whom I contacted you."

"Oh, yes. Sit down, sit down."

asked Joo Se-hee, sitting across from me.

"You're a vocal college senior?"

I said yes timidly and nodded.

She also seems to be suspicious of the age difference between me and the emotional age group.

The actual age difference between the emotional group and me is nine years, more than just looking at me.

If you're an alumnus, you might think that no matter how many times I'm a parrot-like returning student, it can't be established.

The emotional college will explain the truth gradually. Like love and soul, actually appearing in front of her.

It was my role to set the stage for the vocal cords to appear before her.

I opened my bag and took out the present.

She said, handing her a shopping bag containing roses and perfume safely stored in a plastic case.

"Hey, it's been a while, but happy 26th birthday. This is a gift from my vocal cords."

Ju Se-hee has a lot of questions, but with a look of slowly asking, she smelled the roses first and checked her shopping bag.

A faint smile of mixed emotions spreads over her face.

His eyes were a little red.

"I'll give it to you as soon as possible..."

It was like a whining to myself.

Her birthday is only a fortnight after her vocal cords died. Last year must have been a sad birthday more than ever.

I was heartbroken because I felt a little bit of her heart being conveyed.

-Knock, knock

The waiter left a medium-sized fruit basket.

As it is, it has no skin on it.

What is this? Is this a gift for a visitor?

Can I take it home?

"Did you bring your car?”

Joo Se-hee, who quickly changed to a bright face, asked, taking out the overpass on her napkin.

"No, the subway..."

Can I have a drink?”

"Yes, yes."

"Oh, if you haven't eaten yet, I'll prepare it for you."

"No, thanks."

The conversation broke off there for a while.

She trimmed the melons that had been piled up in the wrap to a quarter size and put them on a plate. Cut the apple and cut the mango in half and cut it in the shape of a net.

Gamseongdae was sitting next to me, looking at his ex-lover.

He looks serious for the first time since I met him.

"You must have been very close to your vocal cords.

"That's right."

"I don't think I saw you at the funeral."

"Well, it's a little long, so to speak..."

"Here you are."

She handed me a personal plate of some fruit. Wash your hands on a towel.

"Thank you."

"Are you an event company or something?”

"What?"

She said with a smile as if she could guess.

"You didn't know you were leaving in advance, so how could you have prepared a present? It's weird to take care of them after a year."

I think Ju Se-hee thinks of me as an employee of an event company.

"Who applied for this? Taehyung? Gunwoo?"

"No, it's not that..."

I was a little embarrassed and looked at the emotional zone.

He nods his head to mean that he can speak now.

"Well, Se-hee. I need to tell you something before that."

"Yes, go ahead."

"Uh, how do I explain this..."

I organized it all day long, but when I tried to bring it up, my mind went blank.

She grinned.

"You can be honest. I won't let you hurt me. I was impressed and had fun."

"No, this is what my vocal cords asked for. I heard it's a present you asked me to buy last year."

"Then did your vocal cords make a reservation in advance? Before going to heaven?"

"I know it's hard for you to accept, but I'll tell you anyway."

She looked at me with a look of telling me to speak quickly because she was frustrated.

Whew, it's time to be a nut.

I said, pointing my hand at the emotional zone.

"Here's the soul of the vocal cords."

She continued immediately without any time to ask back.

"I'm telling you in advance because you might be surprised, but Joohee will be able to see it. Hey."

When I gave the signal, the emotional group concentrated on the body.

He said that nine out of ten people can see him if they decide to show up.

While Joo Se-hee's eyes were facing to my left, the emotional group smiled and waved at her faintly.

[Long time no see.]

“.......”

[How are you?]

“.......”

Joo Se-hee is looking around with a curious look.

Watching the corner of the ceiling and sprinklers carefully, I'm screwed.

I think he's looking for a hidden camera or something.

I hurriedly looked at the emotional zone.

"Hey, can you see me? I don't think I can see......?"

[Right?]

That's right. You're the only one who gets screwed.

"Sehee, can't you see the vocal cords sitting here?"

"What are you doing?”

"Oh, I'm getting out. Sehee, stay calm. Hey, do something."

[Chat! Chaff!]

"What are you doing?" Who ordered this?”

Wow, I'm going crazy.

Emotional, you son of an ass!

You'll be dragged to the front of King Yeomra and you'll burn yourself to hell!

[Sehee, can't you see?] Joo Se-hee? Hey!]

"Sehee, can't you see? My vocal cords are calling you."

"Oh, I'm embarrassed."

"Hey, do something. This is driving me crazy."

Why didn't I think that one out of ten people who couldn't see the ghost could be Joo Se-hee? Since I only watch 10% of the possibility of extreme intensification in cell phone games, did I lose my sense of reality?

That means 1 million out of 10 million people can't see it!

I hate myself for not preparing Plan B.

Joo Se-hee asked back in a cold voice.

"Who ordered this?" What's he doing?”

[Cha! Argh! Sehee!] Joo Se-hee! Yay!]

"That's... ha."

When I was speechless, Joo Se-hee's hand crept toward the corner of the table.

There was a bell attached to the place.

Hey, that one!

At that moment, I could imagine myself being held by waiters and thrown onto the rainy street.

"No, no, no! Sehee, wait a minute. I'm not a weird person. I've seen ghosts since I was a kid. But we moved this time, and there was a ghost of a sentimental college. Oh, that's right. You know Yukguville 303 in Sancheon-dong, right? That's where you lived. My vocal cords died when I fell on the soap after being killed. Am I right?

Joo Se-hee's face shakes and her hands stop.

I've just looked at me as if I were a stalker, but I seem to believe that I was an acquaintance of the emotional college.

"Oh, what else? Uh, my vocal cords worked at a host bar called Gentleman, and there's Madame Kim Tae-hyung. Oh, I just saw her at a hair salon next to a Sinpo car. I need you to deliver the message from the vocal cords."

"Wait, wait."

"Yes."

"Of all the things you've said so far, how much is real and how much is a lie? You're lying about being a college senior, aren't you?

"Yes, we didn't know each other when my vocal cords were alive."

"And what else?"

"Everything else is true. There was a soul in my vocal cords at the house I moved to two weeks ago and we met there. He's been living with me ever since."

"You want me to believe that? Then what are you supposed to be? Are you a shaman?"

"No, I'm a manager working at a galbi restaurant in Sancheon Samgeori. Oh, if you don't believe me, I'll leave my ID."

I took out the wallet from my bag and handed over my driver's license to her.

Ju Se-hee carefully watched it, took a picture with her cell phone, and returned it to me.

"Today's plan was also made by my vocal cords. Sehee's vocal cords recommended this perfume.”

"I'm going crazy, seriously..."

"Yes, I'm going crazy, too. If you decide to show your vocal cords, you can see 90% of them. But I think you're on the 10% page where you can't see ghosts."

"You mean there's a soul of vocal cords there?"

[Turn it off! Growl!]

"Yes, I'm still struggling to show you anything."

"So you can see the vocal cords and talk to them? You can touch it?"

"No, I can't touch it. As I told you before, I've seen ghosts a lot since I was young."

look half-suspicious

Pick up a pack of cigarettes with the malvo on the table.

"I'll just smoke one cigarette."

"Yes."

Ju Se-hee opened the whiskey with a cigarette burning in her mouth.

After filling his straight glass, he recommends it to me.

She sipped about half a cup first as she was trying to figure out whether she should or not.

I also drank the ouhwangcheongsimhwan drink.

The esophagus heats up as it feels vividly like whiskey is flowing down to the stomach.

Joo Se-hee and I seem to have regained a little calm only after alcohol went in.

Emotional Taiwan is still gathering energy by squealing.

[Sighing] Why isn't it working?]

"Hey, stop it now. It's noisy."

I felt it while talking to my vocal cords.

Joo Se-hee's eyes are looking at me like a god.

"Oh, it's ridiculous..."

"Yes, I know. Even if I were in your shoes, I would have been the same. But it's true, so please trust me. I'm listening to Sehee's voice, too."

"I can't believe this... "

Oh, that's right, daughter. Let's hit the daughter! If you hit her, you might see her... Damn! She can't get an erection if you don't get a joint!]

"Well, what's your vocal cords doing now?”

[Brother, ask Sehee to show you her chest!]

I was going to hit my daughter, but I couldn't get it. So I'm asking Sehee to show me her chest.

"Well, I'm just looking at you."

"He asks who was with me on the first day we met."

Joo Se-hee seems to be trying me out.

I told the emotional band that was kneeling peppers.

"Hey, answer what Se-hee asked.”

Jinkyung and Juri. Jinkyung took 5 million won from Sehee and went underwater.]

"It's Jinkyung and Juri, but Jinkyung went underwater after paying 5 million won for Sehee."

Whether it was the answer, Joo Se-hee slowly closes her eyes and opens them, exhaling for a long time.

Then I went on to the next question, and as if I had become a shaman, I delivered the ghost's words.

"What's the first movie we've seen?"

"The late-night movie is certain, but it's confusing whether it's Myung-ryang or pirates. I was going to touch Sehee's chest at the movie theater, but Sehee hit me hard on the back of the head and just left. Oh, they think it's Myeongnyang.”

"Pirate."

[Oh, was he a pirate?]]

"Oh, I'm scratching my nose, saying it was a pirate."

Joo Se-hee smiled in vain as if the image was drawn in her head.

Drink up the remaining half a cup. Tears soon form and the forehead twitch.

Eventually, she burst into tears, covering her face with her palm.

an end

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