Chapter 85 – The Man You Know (1).

A magical contract, a contract used when hunters trade or trade with each other.
It is characterized by a soft blue color.

Magic contracts are completely different from ordinary contracts.
As soon as you sign, it is linked to the ‘Hunter Interface’, so it is also binding on the Hunter.
Even an S-class hunter who looked down on the country was unable to ignore the magic contract.

The day after the ‘Haetae’ guild successfully completed the 47th floor and returned, Choi Da-eun was summoned by the masked trash.

The masked trash was wearing a suit different from usual.
As for the magic contract, the contract was a contract, and it seemed as if he had made up his mind alone.
From Choi Da-eun’s point of view, it was just an absurd mess.

“Check it out, Mr. Da-eun.”
“…….”

Choi Da-eun sat face-to-face with the masked trash and checked the magic contract he brought.
Real or fake, really meticulous.

[Magic Contract]
─ A contract imbued with magical power.

It takes less than a second through the ‘Hunter Interface’.
Even so, I’m still dubious.

Look at the front side, look at the back side, shine it in the light, and soak it in water.
I used the method I knew in total mobilization.

Her mask rubbish smirks as she gazes at her as she is fucking alone.

“It’s not a fake, a real magic contract is impervious to water. Because magic protects it.”
“… Shut up, your breath stinks.”

Choi Da-eun glared at the masked trash.

That bastard’s face makes me angry every time I see it.
I don’t even know what it looks like, but it just drives me crazy.
Is it to the point where you can feel the cuteness of Park Seon-woo?

‘It’s better to date Park Seon-woo for 24 hours than to spend 10 minutes with this guy! More! A hundred times a thousand times!’

Better.
If you had two options in front of you, which one would you choose?
Choi Da-eun will choose Park Seon-woo without hesitation.

‘I never thought the day would come when Park Seon-woo thought he was a nobleman.’

The mask he’s wearing makes his impression blurry.
With Choi Da-eun’s ability, the mask’s ability—the recognition obstruction option—can’t be pierced.

I don’t know anything about genes or anything.
However, there is no way to find out his information.

‘… I have no choice but to sign it.’

The only place Choi Da-eun leaned on was the play suggested by the masked trash.

“How do you decide the items?”

Choi Da-eun put her magic contract, which was determined to be genuine, on her table.
I crossed my arms as if to support her breasts and glared at her mask trash.

“It is gradually filling up. Put in what you need and leave out what doesn’t make sense. Do you remember everything I suggested to Da-eun? That is enough for me.”

Masked trash writes Article 1.
The handwriting was not very pretty.
If you dare to classify and evaluate, he was close to pure bad handwriting.

1. Choi Da-eun must follow my rules as much as possible. You may reject it from time to time.
2. Choi Da-eun must follow my orders as much as possible. You may reject it from time to time.

Apparently, he was writing a contract, but he wrote himself as ‘I’.
I wasn’t sane.

3. When Choi Da-eun faithfully fulfills her given role, I offer a reward to Choi Da-eun.
3-1. Rewards are limited to items, equipment, and information.

Mask trash passed the pen, leaving empty spaces here and there.
The scope of rules, the scope of orders, the scope of roles, and the scope of compensation were all given Choi Da-eun the authority to decide.

‘No matter what I write, it’s in the palm of this bastard’s hand.’

It’s terrible.
It was just a sigh.

Choi Da-eun wrote down the terms she wanted in the empty space.
He had to give up so many things to win his favor, so he inserted the poison clause himself.

I ask as if I’m worried about the masked trash that skimmed through the contents.

“Can you afford it?”
“…….”

The corners of his mouth curled up.
He has a smile on his face.

an abominable brat, a wretched brat, a wretch.
Choi Da-eun glared at him and made up his mind.

‘No matter what I say, I can’t stop being eaten.’

I hate to admit it, but I have to.
You have to put everything down and sharpen your blade.

With a little exaggeration, Da-eun Choi is in a disadvantageous situation to the extent that you can describe him as a god.

I can’t do anything about being raped by him right now.
As long as you don’t find the mask trash and tear it to pieces, this hell won’t end.
All this to find him.
With the heart of sacrificing a cow for the sake of the generation, Choi Da-eun decided to let go of her pride.

4. Choi Da-eun must ‘unconditionally’ carry out orders related to skinship. In case of refusal, her ability is permanently reduced by ‘1’.
5. Garbage must be paid for each time it is assessed by Daeun Choi.
5-1. The price is the information Choi Da-eun wants.
6. Garbage has to pay the price every time he gives a skinship order to Choi Da-eun.
6-1. The price is the information Choi Da-eun wants.

Choi Da-eun put down her pen.
A non-verbal expression of having written everything.
The masked trash picked up the rolling pen and spat out a word.

“Because it seems like I’m at a loss like this.”

Nome added 5-2 under 5-1.
Choi Da-eun, who confirmed the contents, frowned.

5-2. Information is provided in a question-and-answer format. When Choi Da-eun asks a question, I answer. You must answer only the truth, and if it is not true, your ability will decrease by ‘1’.
6-2. (Same as above)

“Are you okay?”
“It’s okay fuck.”

The scope of the reward has been significantly reduced.
I felt like I was losing something, so I couldn’t move on.

Choi Da-eun scrawled the last sentence and scribbled a new penalty.

“Isn’t this too much?”
5-2. (Omitted below). Only the truth must be answered, otherwise the scum will not have an erection for a week.
6-2. (Same as above)
“Whatever.”

The penalty of the magic contract can also be used as information.
I realized that belatedly.
So I subtly added it.

It’s hard to tell if you’ve been penalized for a stat reduction of 1 or not.
Virtually impossible.

But erectile dysfunction is a noticeable penalty.
It’s easy to tell whether he’s telling the truth or lying.

‘If I can’t get an erection, I can stop that bastard from having sex he likes.’

For Choi Da-eun, it is like gaining freedom for a week.
It was a provision that could attack and defend at the same time.

You could put a condition to make the penalty visible, but I didn’t have to.
If I really stumbled upon it, the magic contract itself might be invalidated.

This is thoroughly entertainment for the pleasure of the bastard.
You have to play along with the mask trash rhythm in order to complete the magic contract.
Even if I threw away all my pride and made up my mind, if he did everything he didn’t have, it would be a joke.
I have no choice but to keep my head down.

“… Well, just tell the truth. Not bad for this.”

The masked trash readily accepted the magic contract without further modification.
The moment Choi Da-eun signs, an irrevocable unfair contract is established.

“Oh, wait.”

Masquerade added one last clause.

6. The contract only applies within the ‘room’.
“… Too bad, fuck.”

Choi Da-eun sighed and signed.
Blue mana enveloped the two, and an absolute contract was made.

“Since we have finished our work for each other….”

The mask trash threw off the suit he was wearing.
He came closer to Choi Da-eun while shaking his drooping cock.

“Shall we start by examining Da-eun’s homework?”

The homework given by the masked trash was fellatio.
I gave him homework, not homework, to practice fellatio until the next summon.
It’s been about a week since then.

“… Didn’t. I don’t know how to do it. “

Choi Da-eun, of course, did not do her homework.
She had no reason to follow his orders carefully.
At that time, he hadn’t even written a magic contract, so there was no coercion.

‘How can I practice that by myself, damn it.’

Can a woman practice fellatio alone?
Impossible.

Sex is what men and women enjoy together.
Since the woman didn’t have a cock, her fellatio practice was limited.
Even if she licked and sucked what looked like a cock, it wasn’t proper practice.

“Huh, you said it was homework. I didn’t know you wouldn’t do this. I guess I should be punished for this….”

The guy ponders for a moment.

“According to the magic contract, the skinship command must be carried out ‘unconditionally’, right? Da-eun’s abilities would be reduced if she skipped the stage right away, but that’s a little like that.”
“… Give me time.”

Choi Da-eun opened her eyes and glared at him.

“… I will be practicing.”

The masked trash bit her mouth tight.
He frowned at her as if he was dissatisfied with the current situation.

“What kind of punishment should be given to Da-eun for not doing her homework?”
“… Are you practicing, you bastard?”
“Hmmmm, hmm.”

The masked trash who was trying to find a way to punish them.
As if remembering something of her, she snaps her fingers and smiles broadly.

“Da-eun, then I will give you more difficult homework.”

For some reason, his smile was so unsettling.
Choi Da-eun’s expression hardens as she hears the slightly changed homework.
Then she groaned.

“Doggy Balom!”

Can you leave proof that you practiced fellatio?
Cucumbers, eggplants, dildos, etc. Evidence video that you practiced with a real cock?

“If you don’t do your homework properly….”

The masked trash presented a penalty.

“I’m going to poop in front of me.”
“…… !”

Choi Da-eun’s spirit went into the air.