Chapter 143 – Martial Arts

“Bastard. Hate me?”

With her head buried on my shoulder, Winia spoke in a trembling voice. The anxiety in her tone her spoke for her mood her. Now Winia is afraid of being rejected by me.

“…I’m asking seriously. I won’t get angry, so answer.”

It was also revealed in action. With that bull-like strength, she held my neck almost to the point of suffocation, and blatantly bit her breasts her. Even with the body, they are trying to seduce you.

As I kept my mouth shut, the symptoms became even worse.

…When you think about it calmly, it was bizarre that you like a hyper fucker like me. What’s wrong with me what I believe in is a tall stature and a good body. And he was a man with nothing but a handsome face.

What? Actually, is that all?
So is it like that?

“I don’t like it. I told you the other day. I don’t hate it.”

Okay. I don’t hate it.

But Sea Pearl. I do not know either. At the same time, I also feel sorry for not being able to comfort you more deeply. I’ve said it many times, but I don’t have anyone but Cloudy. Winia can’t satisfy what she wants.

“Then why does she keep taking it off? She’s fine. Then she isn’t that fine? Bastard, please. I’m just holding back and talking about fucking shit. Just. Just once… Just. That…”
“She already said she had a boyfriend. Whatever Cloudy says, I can’t. That’s not okay with me.”

Winia said in her irritation of her. But the arm around my neck her didn’t loosen. On the contrary, they were squeezed so hard that they almost suffocated.

“…I don’t fucking like it. What’s first-come, first-served? They say everything’s fine now, but only bastards do it. Aren’t they?”

Oh, that’s it.

Dangerous.

It’s a rear naked choke.
Life is threatened
I thought you would kill me this way.

“…Kuktoot. I’m sorry, Winia.”
“Fucking asshole… Me first… Me first… From the old days…”

Anyway, it seemed like they were going to search, so I slowly patted Winia’s back to calm her down. She appealed to me But what can’t be done is unavoidable. Even if Cloudy pushed me on the back, I had no intention of doing so.

“Suddenly, a woman like that appears…!”
“Don’t call her that kind of woman.”
“During this time, is she protecting you as your lover her?”
“Okay.”

Winia pushed me away.

Tears that didn’t match welled up in his sharp, soaring eyes her. Flushed face. Jureuk, tears flowed from Winia’s eyes her. Tears rolled down her cheeks her and fell to her chest her.

Winia glared at me for a while.

But it bothered her so much that the tears pooled in her breastbone her and tried to form a puddle in her her, so she couldn’t look them properly.

“Don’t cry. Winia. I don’t hate you. Just… Just, please. I hope you don’t feel sad because of me. What can I do?”
“…If that’s the case, don’t talk.”

She couldn’t let Winia keep crying. She immediately led her to a nearby chair and sat her down. If she had a handkerchief of some kind, she would have handed it to blow her nose, but she doesn’t have one. Her heart aches

“Sit next to a bastard.”

Winia tapped the seat next to her. She didn’t even stand, so she just sat next to him. I had her arms crossed and her head down, feeling so fucking guilty. “Hand.” If so, Winia said softly.

As I untied her arms her, Winia took my hand her.

“…Bastard.”
“Why.”
“I know you’re really fucking frustrated.”

She forcibly opened her fist and walked away. Her hands were small, but her built-in grip was terrifying. She honestly was confident that if she wrestled with her fingers now, she wouldn’t last her three seconds and lose.

“Is this stuffy?”
“…If you stop talking, I’ll kill you.”
“Yes.”

She suddenly squeezed her hand so tightly that she almost burst her fingers. I answered calmly. There’s nothing you can’t do if you listen to the story.

“We bastards don’t seem to get along well with words. You fucking have to force yourself to listen and eat them. Bastards really are like fuckers and fuckers, and I really like that?”

What’s the example, you motherfucker

“So, even if a bastard utters this shit right now, he’s just going to draw it. He’s a fucking motherfucking asshole who was born that way, a bastard.”
“No, don’t do anything, say something so harsh…”
“Hasn’t it been less than a minute since I told you not to hang up?”
“…”

He spat out coldly and squeezed my hand.

“Do you need her permission for her?”
“…Even with permission. I can’t.”
“Yeah, everything’s fine, but only bastards can’t. I’ll ask you again. Look at my face, bastard.”

She turned her head to the side and saw Winia in her face. Pink hair and distinctive sharp eyes. Her bright red eyes her seemed to burn with anger, and her flushed face her seemed to appeal to me.

She thinks she’s pretty She was also aware that her breasts her were seriously large, and at least because of her appearance her, she was bullied from the past…

“Do you hate me bastard or do you like me?”
“That dichotomy is a theme that runs through human history itself, just like black and white logic…”
“Shut up.”

Is it impossible to get away with nonsense!

“Do you hate me or like me? Cut out one of the two and say it.”
“…”
“I’m afraid…! Lee’s cub! I don’t see me now?! Don’t moxibustion, just tell me! Or do you not want to tell me that? Answer me!”
“Aaaaa!!!”

Unleashing her wrath her, Winia began twisting my wrists.

My wrists will be broken if I keep going like this!!! She quickly organized her thoughts about Winia. It is a situation in which life itself is at stake. If you want to survive here, you have to give an answer that will make Winia happy!

However.

But should that be?

Was the man Kim Katt such a mean man that he could not overcome the pain and answered lies to a woman who passionately confessed his heart to her?

Not.

I’m no longer the old hyper fuck-ass, Kim Katt.
It has changed

In other words, it has changed in a respectful way.

I got [Strength].

Winia was the first being to mess up my life in another world.

Ever since I was accidentally encountered and suffered when I was an F-class adventurer, Winia used to pour out all kinds of bullying whenever she saw me. Physical abuse, psychological harassment. Financial damages. Damage to dignity… The list would be as endless as my military life.

Even that period was over at least 1 or 2 years.

It was the same even after becoming E-class. Fortunately, there was no bullying in the meantime because Winia had gone away somewhere in the middle, but when she subdued Winia and Cockatrice and became a porter on a holiday day, there was nothing but surprise.

Yes.

Back then, she hated it.
But not now.

No, good If you divide your mind into one of the two, ‘good’ is the correct answer.

I remember her tenderness of her.
She remembers the shape of her bursting breasts.

If so, can I answer yes?

It was safe to say that the likes and dislikes between men and women almost meant such feelings. Can I kindle a fire in Winia’s reed-like heart by saying I like it? So, is it right for her to answer that she doesn’t like it even if she hits the ball?

“…I like you.”

The worry didn’t last long.

I just said what I felt. That is the man Kim Katt. No matter what the situation I am in or the given fate, I do not tell lies to my heart. If I were to classify Winia as good or bad, my answer would be ‘yes’.

“…”

I glered at Winia strongly with her eyesight. Breaking my hand bones meant that I should stop at that point. Winia couldn’t stand my gaze and lowered her head.

“…Then can you kiss me?”

And she said softly.

“That doesn’t work.”
“Fucking dog bastard.”

What can’t be can’t be done Winia, who threw her hand away her as if she were throwing up my hand, jumped up and looked back at me cursing.

“Real dog bastard.”
“…”

Literally, it was an eye full of intent to kill. If the laser had come out of my eye, I could have thought that I would have died from the one I just had. That gaze combined with Winia’s unique sharp eyes was so destructive.

“Follow the bastard.”
“Hmm?”

Then he said so.

“Are you deaf? Come with me?”
“…”

At the sound of her voice that seemed like she was about to kill me, I followed her to my feet her. Winia’s tears had long since stopped.

“Today is my dog.”
“What? Puppy?”

Returning to her usual form, she was extremely Winia.

“If you don’t follow me, I’ll fuck her up and put her on her leash, so she just comes along? She doesn’t even have her, so you think I’ll take care of her? If she doesn’t ‘t want to go after a bastard, she just does what I tell her to do.”
“…Yes.”

Fucked up, really.

“Hand.”

Winia looked at me as if she were looking at her trash her and held out her hand her. Since you said doggie, you must be asking me to reach out my hand like a dog.

Well, this is also fate.

If you can end it like this, you should accept it.

Winia and her held hands. As if she were taking me for a walk, she grabbed my hand and started to drag me along. Her leash wasn’t empty talk…

“You wanna eat a bastard?”
“I’m a little hungry, though.”
“The answer is to unify with bruises.”

What?
Did I hear something wrong?

“Yes?”
“Are you angry?”
“…Bruise.”

When she reluctantly replied that it was a bruise, Winia smiled as if she felt better. I think I’ve seen a few real exhaust psychos in my life, but Winia was a real fuck maniac who could be called the one top.

Her liking her for me did n’t make her psycho temperament go away. Winia was always Winia.

“If you like it, it barks once. If you don’t like it, it barks twice. By the way, if you bark twice, it will tear you to death, so think for yourself and answer well. Now, let’s do it again. Bruise.”

Oh my god it can be

“…Bruise.”
“Kyahahahaha!!”

Winia’s ominous laughter echoed.

The place she took me to was an expensive restaurant on a street that looked classy at first glance. No, I didn’t think it could be called a restaurant. It was too sophisticated a shop to be blown away like that.

To the point that the moment I step on her, a hyper fuck asshole like me turns to powder.

Winia, who took a seat for two, sat me down and sat across from me. Her chair her was soft. Looking around, there were indeed wizards and people wearing fancy armor eating. No, I didn’t think it was okay to say that I was eating.

It was a meal

To me who was bewildered, Winia

“What do you want bastard for? Here’s some dog food, how about that?”

—-Such fearful words were said while trembling with charm.

I was seized with fear.
It was clear that Winia would feed me that and even dessert.

“Why won’t you answer me?”

Just, just, just, just, just, just, just, just. She had no patience and started banging her fingers on her table seriously. It seemed like it was her death sentence her, so she gave up and decided to answer.

“Bruise.”
“아? 진짜? 깜둥이 진짜 개새끼 처먹는거 먹을거에요? 꺄핫! 꺄하핫! 좋아. 우리 깜둥이가 먹고 싶다는데 내가 먹여 줘야지! 여기요.”

Winia called the clerk and ordered a menu for two.

…Isn’t that dog food?

“I’m kidding. How would you feed a bastard you love like that. Kyaha, he’s so cute when he’s scared. Why is our bastard so cute? Because he’s an idiot?”
“…”

The meal came out in that hellish hour. It was a greasy menu with no carbohydrates to be found. A man like me, pitifully, felt an appetite in this situation. My mouth watered at the enticing smell.

“Wait bastard.”
“Bruise.”
“Eat now.”

It was a truly humiliating meal.
I tore the meat while crying in my heart. It was so delicious that I ate it while crying.

A smirk, a smile. Winia, who rested her chin on her hands and watched me eat, seemed exceedingly happy. Seeing her so happy treating people like dogs made her feel like she was going to blow her mind her, but Winia was originally like this.

Shit…