Chapter 300 – Episode 283 a Huge Success in Uterine Escape Choreography With Emotionless Dance?!

“Sister. What’s wrong since yesterday? I was restless all day, pouting with my mouth puffed out like a puffer fish… The emotional line is like the weather forecast from the Korea Meteorological Administration.”

“… “Hmph.”

At Hina’s question, a roar erupts.

Anyone could see that Umi was completely upset, with her mouth tightly shut and puffed cheeks.

“Joohyuk oppa, are you still chewing on KakaoTalk? That brother too…”

“… “Hmph!”

Wednesday, the third day since I started practicing choreography.

It’s been two days since Joo Hyuk suddenly disappeared.

Tuesday, the day before.

“Message… You don’t see it…”

Woomi, who was planning to get Joo-hyuk’s sympathy by uploading a picture of an idol’s weight management diet that was so basic that it could not be considered a human diet, became restless as she saw that the number 1 in the chat window did not disappear.

Normally, Joo-hyuk’s reaction would have been to answer at random – but even if that’s not the case, it’s normal for the read mark to appear.

1 [They are practicing choreography again early in the morning… Will I be able to endure it?]

1 [I received new practice clothes to wear during choreography]

1 [I was worried because there were so many holes, but I’m glad]

1 [Still stockings]

1 [After wearing it all day, I might be used to it now]

1 [ㅇㅇㅇ, ㅡㅁㅇㄴ]

1 [Hmm… Ah, I guess not…]

Morning.

One [… Am I really out of shape?]

1 [Not because of gradual uterine loss]

1 [I think I’ll admit that I’m not good at dancing]

One […]

1 [You fool]

1 [Why don’t you tag me]

1 [I Want to Die]

Lunch.

1 [Ah]

1 [Point choreography this… I’m so embarrassed]

1 [Ugh… I really want to take off all the mirrors in the practice room]

1 [It’s so vulgar to see her shaking her waist while she’s out of the womb…]

1 [In particular, the stockings tear very easily at the crotch area]

1 [What should I do?]

Every day.

1 [Tonight’s menu. Jpg]

1 [I’m practicing choreography, but I’m hungry… How can I survive this?]

1 [Heeju falls down next to him]

1 [Have you had dinner?]

1 [Oh, fortunately it tastes good]

1 [Tomorrow is Wednesday, so we’ll give you a special meal!]

1 [Sound]

1 [Joo Hyuk-ah]

1 [Joo Hyuk-ah]

1 [Joohyuk?]

1 [Why don’t you look at KakaoTalk?]

As if they were blocking Umi.

The 1:1 chat room was filled with empty echoes of beauty.

“Let’s see what’s going on. “Aren’t you overreacting?”

“B-but… Still…”

Woomi wiggled her fingers at Heeju’s dumbfounded reaction.

Due to her six-year slave contract, Woo-mi spent her daily life meeting Joo-hyuk almost every day. This is because if she does not receive semen for 24 hours, she goes into estrus.

She says she has condom panties that extend the grace period, but it was difficult for her to go about her daily life with colorful condoms hanging from her panties, so she texted Joo-hyuk almost every day and decided on a place and date to meet.

But no matter how much Woo-mi believed in Joo-hyuk, the anxiety of ‘what if’ always remained in a corner of her heart.

I am anxious about what will happen if Joo-hyuk disappears without the expiration date of the sex slave contract. And what if I don’t receive semen from Joo-hyuk within 24 hours and end up in heat in front of people… Anxiety.

But fortunately, there was no such thing as Joo-hyuk leaving until the moment of 3P sex, when the sex slave contract was concluded safely.

However, it seems that the feeling of dependence remained in Umi.

5 stages of anger.

Denial, anger, compromise, depression, acceptance.

After Umi went through the first stage of anger and denial all day yesterday.

“… “Hmph!”

She entered the second stage of anger.

* * *

“… Oh, oh. What’s going on, Umi trainee? Unlike yesterday, the angles come out better, right? There is no strange twisting of the hips or anything.”

The dance trainer continues to receive favorable reviews.

If you tell me something, instead of knowing what to do, you start creaking like a robot, and whenever you get a chance, you get twitchy as if you’re tickled.

I couldn’t keep each one alive properly and had difficulty even continuing the movements… By far the biggest problem in [Everyone is a Street Idol].

In almost all the choreography, Umida was a hole on the level of Tartarus, a sewer in the underworld, beyond a hole.

But today is different.

“… “Hmph!”

Has anger toward Joo-hyuk become a keyword to control the climax?

No. Rather, you may be thinking that in times like these, you should kill your emotions and just dance.

Even as her uterus and vaginal walls rub here and there inside the stockings, Umi continues the choreography skillfully following the dance trainer’s guidance.

There may be some stimulation from the uterus rubbing against the stockings, but the stockings quickly become wet with pussy juice.

“… !”

Furthermore… !

Fighting. Tuk.

Due to repeated stimulation, a round hole forms between the groins, and the pink uterus flounders and sinks down through the gap.

Sloppy… !!

“… Hmm… !”

Umi, whose face is red, glances and rolls her eyes to see her obscene image in the mirror.

But despite this, Umi perseveres and completes her choreography while shaking her uterus.

Woomi’s detached acceptance of even sensitive sensations gives off an emotionless atmosphere.

Movements that are light but filled with the choreographer’s sincerity… Lastly, a jump and landing full of cuteness… !

Umi sat down, marking her cervix on the floor of the practice room, and let out a long breath, her whole body shaking.

Only then does the uterine opening loosen and obscene liquid pour out, but the expression does not collapse.

It’s a miracle that I’ve been able to survive until now with just my emotions. It’s a level of stimulation… It is sublimated into anger towards Joo-hyuk until the end.

“… Great. Umi trainee… ! I thought you couldn’t remember a single choreography properly, but you remembered it in more detail than I thought. If things continue like this, I can even get vocal training today!”

In any case, it was Umi’s first successful choreography as a post-uterine idol.

Gina, who was sleeping and watching, muttered with a complicated expression.

“… “I feel like things are going well because Umi is angry at Joo-hyuk?”

I don’t know if Joo-hyuk was too busy with something to check on Woomi Girl, but right now, I felt like it would be better for Joo-hyuk to just forget about it.

“Well, it’s funny to say that things are going well because I’m used to dancing with my uterus out, but hehe.”

Heeju responded to Gina’s words by tapping on the keyboard of her cell phone. Bo Tae-bae’s remarks were at the level of what anyone would say on the topic of magical girls.

“Then you are so stubborn that you are on a par with Umi, and you are crawling on the floor. Are you okay?”

“Sloppy. What are you going to do with my body type problem that turned me into a magical girl with a belly like this? “It’s not a problem that can be overcome with mental strength.”

“What… Because of that, Heeju, you are scheduled to be last in the awkward group part…”

Then, Gina’s eyes fell on Heeju’s cell phone sitting next to her.

“… What are you doing?”

“Ah. It occurred to me that Woo-mi was having a hard time because of Joo-hyuk, and she couldn’t upload a video for a while. I guess I have to leave something to write about so my subscribers won’t leave.”

Even so, Heeju, who was a mukbang YouTuber, was writing a separate notice for her subscribers because she had not uploaded a video for a long time.

Next to Gina, Heeju wrote out her notice, one by one.

“Preciousness… I took an hour to subscribe to Heeju’s channel… Those bastards… ? Heart(♥). Mi… I don’t, but I’m planning an event where weight management is important… This week’s video upload was strong… Scheduled to be heard… Heart(♥). So, you guys also exercise while watching these things… Do something and live a much more valuable life… Open the parenthesis… I wasn’t specifically told to exercise… Close the parentheses… Ah. Instead, there might be a big event this weekend… ? Notification settings… Her… Close. Okay. Confirm your input. Notice registration completed♥”

“What kind of notice is that?”

“Subscribers who were trained like pigs are treated like dogs. Is that even a problem?”

Weren’t Heeju’s words a lie?

Not long after posting on the channel community, comments responding to Heeju’s announcement started pouring in.

Gina, who was distracted by Hee-ju’s cell phone buzzing, looked over Hee-ju’s shoulder and read the comments.

[Who the Mesgaki bastard dares to criticize and give advice to, cancel your subscription like a dog… I’m sorry if the week’s pleasure has disappeared ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]

[ㄴ I searched through all the Haetbahn meals I was planning to eat while watching the broadcast (I really searched through themㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ)]

[ㄴ As of now, it will be the most worthless week ㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜ]

[ㄴ Now, for a week, I feel dizzy thinking about the realistic threats I get from Hee-ju, telling me to get a job from her parents instead of the threats I get from Hee-ju.]

[No, you… No]

[Heeju was hurt for a week…]

[It’s about food, right?]

[Why are you doing weight management? If you lose weight now, who will be in demand?]

[B lol ㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ]

[What the hell is going on?]

[ㄴThey say that if you lose weight here, it will disappear secretly… !! Don’t even think about tipping over someone else’s dining table]

[Honestly, I’ve been gaining a lot of belly fat these days. If it dries enough, it will be edible.]

[ㄴㄴ?]

[Seeing that the public opinion of the poor is divided, a policy of peace and prosperity is urgently needed.]

[ㄴTangpyeong book is a mess, come back with Heejugaki sweet and sour pork mukbang]

Gina’s eyes became sharper.

“There are more loyal subscribers than I thought… Why do I only see dangerous bastards? ?”

“Don’t worry. They are only providing business favors… If it’s just to fill up the number of subscribers, this is nonsense… No, dangerous guys can accept anything they want for the sake of the silver button.”

“That’s snobbish.”

Camp… No, Gina took her eyes off the Heeju channel and rested her chin.

There are 3 days left until the performance.

Choreography practice and vocal training appear to be going smoothly.

But… I still understand it in my head.

No matter how seemingly invisible changes have occurred in the world,

Magical girls get rid of uteruses or breast implants… It makes no sense to go on stage in front of tens of thousands of people looking like this.

And the person who kept that in mind and worried the most was none other than Joo-hyuk.

‘Joo Hyuk… ‘Where on earth have you disappeared to?’

“Then, please gather the other members too! Let’s all dance together!”

I stood up as I passed by, feeling uneasy for some reason.

It was Gina’s long-held belief that these premonitions were generally correct.