Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

I hope not.

Kang In-young is Kang In-young from birth, and I had hoped that she would be simply jealous of me who came down on a parachute.

If Kang In-young answered that it was not, he also vowed not to ask about it again, even if it was a lie.

Kang In-young, who was staring at the table with no expression, sweeps her hair. Hm, he sighed and drank half of the soju.

"Right, Kang Sung-min."

"All."

That's right.

I feel relieved and uncomfortable. It's like getting out of a training camp and getting on a car for self-deployment.

Then what happens now?

First of all, I threw it roughly and watched it from the first word that came to me.

"You said you were going to change your name, but you really did. Her face has gotten really pretty, too."

Kang In-young responded with a laugh in a way that she was full of energy.

"Someone said that. Ugly women aren't women."

"Huh? Did I do that?"

"It's really ridiculous…·········…………… "Some people have been blind to their hearts all their lives, and they don't even remember who they are."

Kang In-young's face was full of meetings that went beyond anger.

But I really don't remember.

That's what I was worried about. The reason why I wanted Kang Sung-min and Kang In-young to be different people.

I don't know, but I might have unconsciously guessed something shameful would pop out of me, too.

But this is worse than I thought. It's not trash enough for me to say that openly. I think it was just a passing remark.

"Well, I think I just said it thoughtlessly. I know well that I can't talk to anyone like that. I was more of a loser than anyone else."

"Oh, I sent you a text message. Can I show you? Not too long ago, I found it while organizing my old phone and took a picture of it.”

"Oh, really?"

"Look how cruel a loser has been to a woman who is more mean than you."

Then he opens a photo album of his smartphone and hands it to me.

It was a picture of the text on a slide-type mobile phone screen.

The date is January 2006. It's a month after I was discharged.

Gosh, the first sentence is an ankle mine.

"Five reasons why I have to break up with you."

As soon as I found a breathtaking typo, a volcanic eruption occurred on my face on the last day of Pompeii.

Since then, it has been on the anti-tank scale. It was as if I had written a message determined to screw myself into the future. Not to mention typos, the composition of sentences was so damn bad, and if a time machine was invented, I thought I should go back to January 2006 and break my arm.

[Oh, I'm going to watch Mon.]

My vocal cords fell apart with a fast gg, and I faced myself in the past with constant mind-controlling that it was written by a third party.

1. I don't have time for entertainment. Now that I've been discharged from the military, I need to plan my time for the future.

2. I asked you out under the influence of alcohol. At that time, I couldn't think normally because I was mentally and physically weak. The weak mind and body caused by alcohol is legally acceptable.

3. You are too tall. My ideal type is a small woman like Song Hye-kyo and Jang Na-ra!

4. To be honest with you, you're so ugly. If you open it, there's always a pretty corner, but you don't have any pretty corners from head to toe. 'I don't think ugly women are women.' (See, you're putting it in quotes.)

5. You don't look pretty when you smile. They say smiling is the window of their hearts, but I think it's a problem to get uglier when you smile even though you're ugly.

Conclusion: We broke up as of today. I hope you don't contact me from now on. I'll send you the gift you bought, so please write down your address.

Hands and feet are sucked into the black hole.

Wow, this is really bad.

If it's this much, there will be controversy even if it's uploaded on the Internet.

In 2006, I was 24 years old, and it was a moment when I realized that even 24 years old was never an adult. Second-grader syndrome is cute at least, it's a ···········

"This is really from me?”

"You don't think so?"

"No, wow, oh, oh, oh, oh. Did you do anything wrong to me? I'm telling you again and again, I know better that I'm not the subject to say this to anyone.”

"I asked the same question then. I asked him if I did anything wrong, and he just said that my existence itself was wrong."

"You're a total nut. Why did I do that?"

"What do you mean? I was being rude because I thought I was lower than you. Men-woman relationships are always."

He also sheds another round of false laughter.

I was at a loss for words.

He belatedly identified the name of the caller in the picture, stroking his beard, which began to rise roughly.

"My ears ♥"

I've been loved by someone before.

I didn't have enough time to hit someone's heart, so I erased my memory.

I'm blanking out because I'm sad, and Kang In-young shoots coldly.

"Are you done talking?”

"No, um, uh, what should I say about this?"

You should apologize first. I thought you didn't like it because it was a parachute, but it was enough.]

"Oh, oh, I'm so sorry. I thought you didn't like me because I'm a parachute, but that's enough."

"No, I appreciate it. If it weren't for you, you wouldn't know my subject and would have lived with your original face. It's the turning point of my life."

"Oh, come to think of it, it happens again?"

It's obviously sarcastic, but I like it again.]

"Oh, let's have a drink in that sense.”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, I personally think it's a penitentiary of the past, and for both of us, it means we should try to be the middle manager of Amazones."

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to get along with you yet. I can't feel the sincerity of the apple at all.”

"I was immature back then.”

"I still don't think I'm very mature ···."

"Men grow up and die. Hahahaha."

"Haha, ··········."

"By the way, the surgery went really well. You've become a completely different person."

Why are you bringing up the surgery again? Don't do that. I'm not in that mood right now.]

"Are you here because you really wanted to fight me?”

"No, that was a compliment."

"Sung Gwi-nam still thinks I'm a pushover. I'll pay for this, so go and have it."

Kang In-young stands up with a handbag.

Did I make another mistake? Saying that the surgery went well meant that she became really pretty.

Kneel down like a man and apologize so loudly that others look at you! There's no future if you keep this up!]

Kneel to kneel for life seems to kneel all these days.

in a flap

"Sorry, Kang In-young!"

The store quickly became quiet. Customers stand up and look at us.

loud and loud

The waiter immediately came up and warned, and Kang In-young hesitated in embarrassment and sat down again.

"What are you doing?"

"He said he couldn't feel his sincerity. For the first time in my life, I kneel before a woman."

"I really hate things like this.”

But his likability has recovered to C.

"Sit properly before you really get angry. They're looking at you."

"Then have a drink. I'll sit down when you get a glass."

Kang In-young, who had been worried for a while with an unpleasant face, put down her handbag and put out a glass of wine.

***

The drinking party lasted about an hour.

I drank about two bottles of soju and one bottle of Kang In-young, but only Kang In-young is full and I'm fresh. Min Ha-yeon's favorability was also due to the high concentration vitamin pill 'RU69' that she received as a reward for her work. I don't drink up to ten bottles of soju for 24 hours.

I think I'd better get a little drunk, but I also followed my vocal cords' advice that I might lose my mind.

Kang In-young, who had risen moderately, became talkative and her likability rose to the original figure of B.

He said he had severe depression after breaking up with me. Eventually, my parents even took out a bank loan and gave me plastic surgery. He changed his name then, too. Ji Sun-kyung was the president of the bar, which briefly entered the part-time job.

"Mr. Ji is my role model."

"Yes, it was cool even for a man. Can't we talk informally? (Especially like gymnasts) Come to think of it, it's funny that you keep using honorifics ··."

"You're going to talk down and ignore me again? Are you just going to make fun of me as a gum monster?"

"I'll stop talking about it and atone for the rest of my life."

Kang In-young squints her eyes and glares at me.

"Why not?"

When I asked, I answered with my elbow on the table, swinging my index finger.

"Why do I feel like I'm the only one who cares? I feel bad."

"No, I'm not. I'm curious, too. I drank two bottles by myself.”

"No, you don't. You look fine. In that sense, drink two more cups. I drank a lot during the opening ceremony.”

"If I get drunk, you'll be responsible for it?"

"Huh? You're talking casually."

"You let go, too.”

"Anyway, I'll go to the bathroom and have two, no, three.”

Then, he stood up with his knees up, and Ah, I saw the underwear between the rolled up skirts.

It was a white blanche with a very small area, even though I brushed it. The rest were made of string, barely covering the ppozzi area.

Kang In-young hurriedly walks out with a handbag while organizing the skirt.

It was a white see-through dress that clung to the body. Considering that there are no underwear marks on the hip line, it is easy to guess that it is a T-shirt.

When I went to the bathroom wearing three-line slippers for guests, the combination of luxurious dress and three-line slippers was strangely sexy.

I opened Kang In-young's window.

While the sex drive and sex opening index is only C, fantasy is a secret pod in public places. It's something of a foreign shame.

The recommendation is, "You were in good shape back then, but you got better."

I looked around for a moment.

Even if it was a room, the floor was dug up and could sit like a chair. Considering the dark lighting, partitioning, and spacing between the other guest tables, something could be done.

I asked the vocal cords quietly.

"Mr. Gam, is it possible here? Is there a diagnosis?"

[Well, the background is fine, but the actress' immersion level is a bit disappointing. Why don't we just raise it to A safely and then go to the motel?]

"It's because I'm at a loss."

[Well, you need to solve the problem] Let's see, I think it's possible to have a foot job or a pair because of the structure of the table structure. It's hard to insert because you can't find the strategy.]

"Oh, football is good. It's great."

[Let's move to Kang In-young's side and gently touch the pin point hip first.]

"Lazier."

Kang In-young came back about five minutes later. It seems that he has changed his make-up because his nose and forehead, which were starting to get a little greasy, have become softer.

"Have you had three drinks?”

"No, I was waiting to drink when you came."

After drinking three glasses of soju in a row, he gives a "Oh~" reaction. Then he immediately fills a glass and recommends a toast. Thank you.

I drank another drink and stood up.

"Toilet?"

"No. I'm going to sit next to you."

"That's not true. Don't come."

I sat down, pushing my hips in.

"You're being rude again when I let you go a little bit?”

"Well, we're in the same boat, yuck."

"I must be crazy."

"I was in good shape then, but I got better."

"What are you saying?"

[Now he's in line?]]

"Now the men will be in a very long line?"

"Drink."

Bring my glass from the other side and pour the drink.

When I tried to hug my hips, my vocal cords stopped me.

[Put your head on Kang In-young's shoulder while pretending to be drunk.]

I sighed and leaned my head on my small shoulder. I can see a manneedle under the table. The silver pedicure with glitter and the shape of the feet are not bad, but the toes were uneven because they wore a lot of heels.

a sweet smell of perfume Sniff, sniff, sniffing.

"The perfume smells really good. What is it?"

"Annasui Romantica ···"

His breathing became a little stronger, but he seems to be trying to hide it. Swallow dry saliva.

Aren't you going to drink?”

Pretending to be drunk. motherly stimulation

"I feel dizzy after four straight drinks. I'll take a break and drink."

"What, you're a weak.

Maybe it's the placebo effect, but pretending to be drunk really makes me feel drunk.

For a while, the condition continued, and at one point Kang In-young's hand stroked my hair.

"Oh, it must be sticky with pomade."

"What's wrong with you, you're a mix of bodies."

an end

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