Chapter 1565 – Gummo Gaiden – Cheonma Nanfong

Like Copson, the tension went up as soon as the alcohol went in.

“Whoops…! Barbarian Shack! I’ve realized now!”

ㅡQuaang!

Copson grumbles as he puts his beer glass down.

His face His was already red. Do I have to become a fucking emperor and listen to this bastard drunkard? I thought so for a moment, but I was curious about why this bastard was doing this, so he agreed.

“What did you realize?”
“That gambling is my life partner!”
“Would you like to take back the word that you will follow?”
“What are you talking about!!!”

ㅡA jump! Jump!

Copson continued to empty his glass as if something had happened that was so upsetting.

“Kuheu…! It seems that alcohol can’t blow away all these emotions!”
“No, what the fuck is that?”
“Barbarian Shack. What does Barbarian Shack do when he’s really frustrated?”

I seldom get frustrated.

It looks like this kid is having some trouble.

“I’ll break that stuffy thing with my fist.”
“No! That’s why Shack the Barbarian is a tyrant! What’s the point of beating him to pieces! What a useless answer!”
“You bastard… Do you want to buy alcohol? Huh?”
“No! I’m sorry! I’m out of line!”
“Tell me quickly, man, before you pass all the money on the drink. Don’t suck it up.”
“So…!”

ㅡ Whoops.

Copson took a deep breath and continued.

“I mean, there’s something a little frustrating.”
“Why are you frustrated? You never felt that kind of emotion when you were working as an adventurer.”
“Wasn’t I at least able to gamble to my heart’s content back then? So that was fine.”
“Oh, you motherfucker.”

Gambling addict bastard.

“So. What is this? Something is frustrating, and it’s painful to be able to solve it only by gambling. Despair about your fate. What do you want to talk about?”
“That’s it.”
“Is this kid in trouble?”
“Then you don’t think there is!”
Hehe, if you can, tell me. You bastard.”

At my words, Copson hesitated like an adolescent girl.

“In fact…”

He said while fiddling with his golden hair.

“Shouldn’t we get married soon?”
“Oh. This bastard?”
“I got a stable job thanks to the Barbarian Shack, well. There’s nothing strange about thinking like that.”
“Of course you do!”

Finally Copson is about to take her place her. Okay. So I guess I had a lot of worries. It’s time to think about that.

Could it be that there was even a woman?

That’s very curious!

“But why? I saw you face to face, but did the girls run away after seeing your face?Hehe.”

No matter what woman she is, if you see Copson, that window! That chin! It was clear that he would sit down and tremble while doing this shit. This Popeye Chin Copson pup suffered from chin syndrome severe enough to cause her jaw to wave the ground.

Some bulldozers are not even opponents.

“…!”

But isn’t this bastard making an expression like a dead frog in response to a joke I inadvertently threw?

“What? Really?”
“Don’t poke where it hurts!”

Copson screaming.

“Uh.”

Was the fuck real?

I saw you face to face, but was it all black because of your chin? But it can’t be helped…! It’s a pity, but it’s something you have to endure! No! But if it’s true, it’s fucking funny!

I couldn’t burst out laughing anyway, so I tried to hold back my laughter as best I could!

“That’s not enough, rumors are circulating openly that I’m a gambling addict!”

You’re a gambling addict, you crazy bastard…!

How long has this bastard hung around in front of the casino before rumors like that spread? Of course, gamblers are not popular. Who likes people who waste money?

“That’s why girls don’t see me!”

Copson, who had screamed, grabbed her glass again and violently inhaled the contents.

ㅡQuaang!

Then he knocks the cup down as if breaking her table.

“Kheu! Now, how can I be hungry without gambling! What I need right now is peace of mind!”

But now that I’ve heard it, it’s all your problem.

A bastard who takes gambling as a rest cannot be a proper bastard. I can’t. Gambling venues around the world should be banned from entering with Copson posters. This kid can’t even gamble away anymore.

Forever.

Hehe, this bastard is full. Hey. Do you want to go to your outback?”
“Annit! That’s a bit!”
“Then give up, this baby. A kid is in gambling, Ao. Do you have a gambling to get a rest? If you’re just looking for a woman. Then someday it will be.”

What kind of gamble is the fuck.

After preaching for a while, Copson sighed in a slightly subdued manner.

“Whoa… Actually, that’s not all.”
“Well?”
“There are real concerns.”

What?

“Doesn’t Barbarian Shack really have many wives?”
“Right.”
“Then you must be very familiar with these matters.”
“Is there anything else? Recite it.”

Copson, who was silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“I’ve told Shack the Barbarian in the past… I’m the kind of person who left my hometown to become an adventurer because of a trivial love affair.”
“Hmm? Ah.”

Right.

Come to think of it, this bastard said something like that a long time ago.

Copson was a young man living in the countryside. However, he says that one day he confessed to a girl in her neighborhood her, and she left his hometown her in shame and became an adventurer.

“Did she say that she confessed and left her hometown as if she was kicked and run away?”
“I remembered. That’s it.”
Hehe, such a sexiness like a god. Wow. But this bastard’s ability to execute is really good. But why is that?”
“Actually, I sent a letter to my hometown the other day.”
“Well, since it was successful, I need to tell the news to my hometown… Huh? You bastard, can’t you?”

Uh?

“I hope that’s the case.”
“Did you flirt with your first love in a letter?”
“…”

Copson was silent for a moment.

ㅡ Nod.

He nodded his head sadly…!

“Huh,haha! No! You crazy bastard!”

Is this bastard insane!

“Don’t laugh! I mean, I had a very big heart!”

Ashamed, Copson blushed and yelled at him. I’ve seen this bastard shy all his life his.

“So. What. Why? Could it be that you got kicked again? So you despaired…? Kuk, heuk! Khehehe! No fuck! That’s so fucking funny! You mad bastard!”
“It didn’t make a difference, so stop laughing…!”
“What?”

You said you weren’t driving?

ㅡBudbubububububu.

Copson’s fists were shaking.

“That’s right! How the hell do you know me! I wasn’t kicked!”
“Then?”
“That’s… I got a reply asking to meet once. So…”

Hesitantly.

Said Copson, avoiding my gaze as she crossed her index fingers like a girl.

“But I’m a little… Nervous and shy. I can’t seem to find anything else to do. So! The only way to calm my mind is to gamble!”
“Stop gambling before I fucking knock you out and throw you back in your home town, man.”
“I’m begging you! For the sake of my peace of mind, give me permission for just one day! As a friend, can’t I even listen to this kind of request!”
“Uh. No.”
“Aaaaagh!”
“No but hey.”

Listening to this bastard’s words is fucking funny, but I’m still in the state of making an appointment to meet. Then we can meet, but I am still struggling here, becoming a jjuguri.

“Can’t we just take a vacation and go see each other? This baby monster has lived like that, but is it scary now?”
“That’s a different story… How to deal with it… If you’re the Barbarian Shack, you know better.”
“Uh. You know that. Then take a vacation quickly and go. What are you shy about after Ji sent me a letter?”

I want to be bitch.

“Hey, is that the only way?”
“Uh.”
“Kuhmm… But I’m nervous…”
“Do you really want to search? I can’t. You pay for the alcohol.”
“No! Please watch over me!”

Anyway, Copson ordered more drinks to see if he had more to say, and he persistently asked me what to do. But when I thought about it, I didn’t think I could help. The answer comes when I think about how I met my girls.

Eventually, Copson drank too much, and he threw himself on the table and started screaming and whining.

“Yes! I’m still a jerk who hasn’t forgotten my first love! I even have that feeling of wanting to go back to my hometown and show off my success!”

What an ugly bastard.

“Huh, this ugly baby. But that’s your charm. Go and go ugly. Ugly. You can eat well.
“Please stop talking nonsense! You’re going to keep saying it’s not your business, Barbarian Shack! I’m looking for some serious help!”
“Chuckling.”

Looking at it, I can only laugh.

“Stop laughing!”
Hehe, hey. Okay. I’ll stop laughing. Hey, then, do you want me to give you some fucking clothes? Is that okay?”
“You mean the clothes?”
“Yeah shit. If you dress up properly and prepare something well, you’ll appeal well. Did you live in a rural area? Rural people have a fantasy of a splendid city life. Use that.”
“That’s right…! Then look into it!”
“Uh. I’ll find out.”

All you have to do is grab someone and let them do it.

“As expected! Barbarian Shack is my true friend!”
Hehe, you crazy pure boy. No. But why? Did you turn your eyes back to your hometown because you couldn’t do it in the capital city because of your image as a gambler?”
“No… I’m not sure about that.”
“Anyway, I never thought this bastard would worry about something like that. He just thinks about things because his back is warm and he’s full?”
“It’s a natural desire. Naturally.”

Copson drank like crazy while saying that. Certainly he’s a bit strong compared to the old days, but he’s Copson anyway. From the middle, he completely became a dog, and he couldn’t even move properly.

“So…! Hehe!!! First of all, I want to stabilize my Sim and God by gambling! Isn’t it too much! I’m the only one who bans gambling! So I’m worried about when to go down…! I’ll go down first, so wait! I’m thinking of replying! But it’s a big deal if you know about the gambling story…!”

Words are hesitating and gibberish.

This can’t be any more

Let’s dig in here Next time I will listen to the story properly and help.

ㅡQuaang!

Copson, who hit the table just then, tried to stand up, but —- Crum! The guy, who had become completely crippled, fell from his seat.

Of course, he didn’t catch him because he was too ugly.

“Ugh, ugh… Ugh…”

Copson, who fell on the table again, groaned a little and fell asleep. You really are an ugly bastard until the very end.

Hehe, crazy pure-bred bastard.”

It’s my first love in my hometown.

Certainly this is a bit curious. What kind of woman could Copson hang herself like this? I am very curious what will happen. Also, if she gets kicked, she looks like she’ll cry in despair, but what woman would dump a successful man in the capital city?

“Hey, hey. Am I going?”
“…”

I immediately rang the bell and called the waiter. She told the waiter to serve the Copson in moderation, then she paid a generous tip and a drink and left. Will our protruding jaws be able to get married?

*           *

Afterwards, I sought out a master craftsman to spruce up Copson’s clothes to make some preparations ahead of time. In just a few days, the artisan became wanted.

I also want to hear how Copson made up her mind her. The moment I was going to meet him once to make clothes for me.

“A bastard?”
“Uh. Winia.”

Winia called me.

“I heard you recognized a bastard’s clothes? What clothes are you wearing?”
“Ah. That.”

I immediately told Winia about Copson. She is married now. Man is trembling and tells her to do her clothes her.

“Bastard.”

After hearing her story her, Winia put her hands on her waist and pressed her violent breasts against my belly, she said in a sullen tone.

“Is it time for a bastard to think of him?”
“No, why?”
“And why? Bastard forgot something?”

Did you forget

“You promised to get me pregnant when you get back. You forgot? You want to scold a bastard? Are you an idiot who forgot your promise to impregnate a bastard girl?”

No.

I might have forgotten that.

“I’m just waiting for that…”

As Winia blushed and avoided my gaze, she said… Have you seen this cute girl…