Chapter 742 – A Marble, but Not a Marble (2)

After that day, my relationship with Gusul became very strained.

Overwhelmed with emotions that I don’t know whether it’s jealousy or anxiety, the cute Gusul, who used to follow me so well, became a Geumgi who doesn’t listen to her, to the point where he appears on a TV program.

The cold cold war that ensued was still not resolved.

-Clatter.

Food received from villagers is served in a bowl.

“I have to eat. Then you can go outside.”

Coaxing and soothing doesn’t work anymore.

The sullen-faced bead had her hands on her knees and was staring intently at the tasteless dish.

“I don’t want to eat it.”

“Why?”

“The purpose of Siheon is to take my other consciousness, the beads, outside, not to take me outside.”

“No? Are you going to take me with you, and take him with you? Because they are both precious people.”

When I came up with a straight argument, the beads became mixed together as if I had nothing to say.

What on earth are you worrying about?

I’m the one who doesn’t understand, but Gusul wrinkled his nose and huffed, as if no matter how much he thought about it, his anger he wouldn’t go away.

Since he wasn’t holding a spoon, I went over and picked up the spoon and gave him a spoonful of food. Only then did she protest and shut her mouth.

“… Siheon is a liar.”

“What lie did I tell?”

“Siheon doesn’t like me. “I deceived my sincerity.”

“Then do you know my true feelings? “The more it goes on, the more trouble I have.”

“If you have a headache… Then… “Why don’t you live with Gusul instead of me so you don’t have to worry?”

Oh my.

His voice becomes depressed, and he begins to cry again.

Since the morning breeze, the dog’s tear ducts have dried up.

“Ha.”

I sighed deeply.

Gusul, who was watching, tried to pretend that nothing had happened and turned his head.

Continuing to get caught up in Gooseul’s whining like this is a waste of time, emotions, and tears.

I lowered my voice and asked seriously.

“You really don’t regret it?”

The startled bead glanced at me once, then turned its head again as if nothing had happened. The face gradually became distorted, and small water droplets began to flow under the eyes.

“Turn it off… Town. Okay…”

I am tired of crying alone and shouting.

When I showed signs of disappointment, Gusul, who couldn’t hold it back, jumped up and started crying.

“… Please don’t hesitate. Black…”

“Why are you acting so strong?”

“I am, I am… There is only Siheon. It’s different from beads. I have no memories… Happy… Black. I don’t have any happy memories. My life is Siheon…”

“Okay. Okay. Now, open your mouth and say ah. “I love you only when you eat well.”

“Okay, I’ll eat it. “I will chew it thoroughly.”

Right, right.

Oh my, our beads eat well.

I tried my best to soothe the bead by stroking it as it chewed on the hard Ent shell.

“What’s the problem with not having memories? You can just build them up in the future. We have a lot of time. There will be more when I’m done. “I have many lovers, but do I really think I can’t find time to spend with you?”

“… Are you going to give it to me?”

“If the marble is you, of course you should give it to me.”

Tears welled up in Gusul’s tear ducts again.

“It’s not a bead.”

“… Ah.”

What can I do when they look so similar that all I can think of is a bead?

Gusul wiped away his tears and swallowed his snot sadly.

“This body… It’s my shell. But why should I be called by someone else’s name?”

“… What do you want? Do you want a new name?”

I wonder if he doesn’t even like that.

Gusul grabbed my embrace with both hands and shouted excitedly.

“Me. I don’t want to share time with beads. This body is mine. Why do I have to share my time with Siheon?”

Bomb declaration.

‘I will become gold.’ I had to frown at Gusul’s words.

Because the favorability of the primitive beads that had been accumulated so far was so high, I even felt a sense of resistance to my previous consciousness.

Gusul placed her hand on her own heart and begged.

“Here, here. It hurts a lot because of Siheon. “My body is on fire, and my heart won’t stop just thinking about Siheon.”

“…”

“Just looking at the other consciousness talking to Siheon-“

“You haven’t seen it yet.”

“-I guess so… It was the same story.”

The beady hand that was squeezing my heart slipped down.

-Smurf. Talk.

A fist pounding my chest again.

“Permission, please.”

“What?”

“… “It means suppressing other consciousness.”

Suppressing the consciousness of beads?

-Nod.

At my question, Gusu shed tears and lowered her head.

The owner of that body originally originated from the dogwood tree,

The bead, a ritual created through Engahero’s magic, was a life that could not exist originally.

The body also returned to its owner. I also gained hope to live. Are you saying that you want to get rid of your fake consciousness and be with me for the rest of your life?

“I honestly don’t think it’s something I would choose. “Why do you need to ask?”

The owner of the body is this guy.

I closed my dry lips, asking what he meant. The depressed atmosphere became tense.

“… Siheon won’t allow it.”

That’s right.

The beads have been indebted to the company for quite some time.

He was the guy who helped me when I was broken, and even though our first meeting was bizarre, he was a guy with a very nice personality.

For this guy, it was a completely different ritual in which the beads came from outside.

To me, the bead’s face still looked like it was hers.

“You know the memory. “You too.”

This guy probably understands that it has to be like this.

That’s probably why he cried and was anxious.

“… So, I don’t like it. In my memories, the beads and Siheon had a very close relationship. I also know what Gusul felt at that time.”

“Wait a minute.”

As I listened to Gusul’s words of her, I turned to the question that suddenly occurred to her.

I see that you are suppressing your consciousness. To my ears, it sounded as if this guy was blocking the bead’s consciousness from waking up.

“No, right?”

“…”

When I told him exactly what I was thinking, Gusul became surprisingly quiet.

“No, it is.”

The answer was not as confident as usual, but the words were slurred and slurred.

I couldn’t listen to this guy’s anxiety forever.

I took Primordial Bead’s hand her and looked her in the eyes her. The bead’s eyes trembled violently.

“There’s nothing to be anxious about. I don’t think it’s my place to argue with your choice. Because it’s your body.”

As I said, I didn’t come to save this guy.

I came here to bring back my assistant, Gusul, and if this guy decides to change his mind, I will have to oppose him.

Because that was the purpose of falling into the compost bin.

However, no matter how bad the situation was, I had no intention of mentally abusing him and pushing him around.

In reality, the bead was just a consciousness that borrowed this guy’s body, and it wasn’t strange that it felt rebellious.

It was a bit surprising that the culprit of that repulsion was his crush on me.

“Think slowly. “I ate all the food.”

When I tried to leave, Gusul urgently grabbed my hand.

“… Because it’s Siheon. It’s okay to say anything. “You don’t have to think I’m arguing.”

“It’s your choice.”

“Until the end, Siheon never says that he doesn’t need beads.”

I can’t help it even if I’m disappointed.

I promised Gusul, who was just Flower’s puppet, a place to stay and good memories.

This guy also knew that.

“… I’m sorry for bothering you. “I cried on purpose.”

“I don’t think it was intentional.”

“But Siheon, I really love you. To the point where Siheon’s happiness is more important than my own. So, it’s not night… Can’t I just hug you one more time? It’s okay to be crude like you did with the women in the village.”

It wasn’t difficult.

But why are you talking so anxiously?

Gusul unbuttoned her own buttons and began to take off her clothes.

The reason he looked sad wasn’t because of his mood. It was hard to talk to him because he seemed worried.

“I have to eat.”

“… Ah.”

Still, that’s what I promised with Wiki Alba. Because we have to head outside quickly.

I had to eat at least breakfast.

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I used my waist a bit too much.

This was because Gusul was constantly rushing in and trying to seize the land.

How long did you do it? It started in the morning, then after eating, then again a little after lunch, then right after drinking water.

I ended up rubbing my bare skin to the point where it burned until evening.

Perhaps thanks to this, the body of the bead became a sensitive lump.

The reaction of the beads, which had been dull ever since they were dropped into the compost bin, has now come out with a tickling sound that makes the walls vibrate with just a little rubbing of the inside.

Now I like to touch my nipples.

If you put it inside, your thighs will tremble and you will call my name over and over again,

If I pushed it into the deepest part of my body, I would climax continuously.

-Me. I feel… It’s strange. Siheon. Siheon… Sigh. Ugh!

Hug me tight. A slender body soaked in the lingering scent.

The breath that passed over the bridge of my nose had a strangely sweet scent.

When I squeezed and shook my swollen buttocks, the flesh inside my vagina vibrated intermittently and gave me a tight squeeze.

What can I say?

As for the completely ripened body of the beads, even I lost my mind and was busy indulging in the cute and innocent body.

‘I was in a trance.’

It is said that if you lock a young man and woman in one room, they will become animals.

It was like that in the horse chestnut tree and the trapped cave, but it is hard to tell when a person is really crazy.

It was the same this time too.

‘I can’t think of anything.’

The sweltering heat remaining in the room explains the intensity of the past sleep.

The blanket on the bed was torn, and sticky liquid covered the bed and all the way to the floor.

Scratch your head and bruise for a moment.

I wonder if I forgot something.

It was an ecstatic pleasure, but it was not accompanied by any fruit.

Hugging my body tenaciously… It was a bead that cried like a female.

For some reason the flowers that occasionally fell on the bed were not visible today.

A flower on the head that blooms only when a tree person feels extremely happy.

Even if I couldn’t do it, if I mixed the meat twice, it would shed flowers once.

Even though we had sex all day, it wasn’t found, so I guess it was due to the influence of the conversation we had yesterday.

“After…”

I rub my eyes and turn my head.

The guy who takes my blanket and spreads it out to sleep.

For some reason, he was turning his body so that I couldn’t see his face, so I grabbed the blanket and tried to lift it up.

– Kuuk.

I tried to pull the blanket, but it didn’t work.

It looks like he is trying to hold on by force. Am I awake?

“Gusul.”

“…”

“Oh right. Sorry. “I decided not to call you by that name.”

I was rude again in my sleep.

He’s going to get so angry and bite my arm.

I was waiting, looking a bit scared, but something was strange. It was clear that Gusul was awake, because no answer came back.

“Hey..”

“…”

-Finch.

This pupa-like thing just trembles and doesn’t speak or get angry.

‘No way.’

Has consciousness returned?

I held on to the bedding with a slightly urgent voice.

“Hey.”

“…”

“Guseul, take the blanket off.”

“… Stop. Stop. Don’t shake it. Because I understand.”

When I tried to take the blanket away with force, I heard that unique, flippant voice that I was very familiar with.

Why did I come back?

Of course, he came back because the primordial bead allowed the ritual.

There are a lot of things to ask.

As I stared at him while waiting for the moxibustion, Gusul hesitated and grabbed the blanket and got off.

When our eyes meet, the bead closes his eyes tightly as if he is screwed.

“… Ah, crazy.”

The bead’s face was red.

The color was not comparable to that of natural products, but was comparable to that of artificial pigments.