Chapter 349 – Let’s Enjoy the Daedongje Festival (4)
Yes. After successfully retaking the exam for one year, Hina entered the university where Umi was attending.
She then joined the freshman cheer squad, utilizing her unique sociability and athleticism as much as she demonstrated her skills on the idol stage. She became a member of the cheering squad, and she is preparing a cheering performance with her powerful movements at the center stage of the Daedong Festival.
It was fortunate that Hina did not see Umi like this now thanks to her cheer practice, but if she could not finish breaking the Tal Uterus Dojo mission before her cheer performance started. Hina is sure to be quite disappointed when she can’t find Umi on stage.
“I really want to see Hina’s performance! Just like her, her idol performance her, her last year her, I already know the passion and effort she put into every stage!”
“… Then it’s not the time to be like this.”
Even if you have to visit all the Daedongje booths on campus. You must collect seven seals.
“Let’s go to the next booth.”
* * *
[Calligraphy booth]
The challenge at the calligraphy booth operated by the Department of Culture and Arts is to write one’s name in Chinese characters.
Park Woo-mi (朴宇美) To write stone characters, Woo-mi held a brush moistened with her ink. Sssss. As she moves her body, the brush moves in a movement that is far from delicate.
“Ugh? “Oh?”
As my body trembles, my messy handwriting is moistened with transparent love juice. Before she could finish the second stroke, Umi’s body her, which had been walking on all fours, collapsed onto the ink-stained Korean paper. Bing, the brush that drew the wrong stroke got stuck deep inside.
“Umi?”
“Wha, this is impossible… !”
Umi pulled out the brush stuck inside her pussy hole. She would be so embarrassed just by shaking her butt to experience calligraphy, but there was no way she could write calligraphy properly with her body throwing away every time the brush creaked.
Kugit. She cleaned up the mess of Hanji with her pussy juice and ink with her hands. The experiences from the previous experience booth flashed through Umi’s mind. Challenges that ended in vain. It was at this moment that Umi said with tears in her eyes, saying, “I wasted my time again.”
Joo-hyuk embraced Woo-mi’s body
“… No. Let’s change our strategy!”
“Joohyuk?!”
“Here’s a new challenge! But it doesn’t matter if we take on the challenge together, right?”
“Yes! “I’ll refill your Korean paper!”
This is already my fourth refill. Umi looked at Joo-hyuk with a puzzled expression.
“Uh, what do you plan on doing?”
“… No need for a brush. If things continue like this, the pleasure of scraping the vaginal wall will be greater, and I won’t be able to hold the brush properly, so I’ll end up making mistakes over and over again. And if you’re going to stamp your uterus with ink at the end anyway… !”
Joo-hyuk held Umi in his arms like a cat and approached the inkstone with finely ground ink. Just as the claw machine arm goes down, Umi’s uterus under her skirt slowly goes down.
And then… Knock!
“Hugh?!”
The uterus is stamped on an inkstone.
“You can write directly with your uterus!!”
“What what what.”
Joo-hyuk carried U-mi, who was dripping ink from her womb, back onto the hanji. Since Woomi has trouble writing because her back hurts, Joo-hyuk plans to use her as a brush this time.
With a sigh, the food-covered uterus touches the Korean paper instead of the brush. Grumpy. A mixture of love juice and food comes out from the uterine opening and the first stroke is written.
A font so beautiful that it’s hard to believe it was written with a womb rather than a brush.
“Huh, huh! Wow, the soft Korean paper and the uterus are sticking together… !”
But, putting all that aside, Umi looked like she was having a hard time enduring the pleasure of rubbing her mucous membranes.
The uterus bubbles and spits out sticky ink. Since it would already be difficult to use up all the ink, Joo-hyuk dragged U-mi around with her uterus attached to the Korean paper so that the strokes that U-mi’s uterus was making would not be broken.
Sloppy… ♡
“Keu, keuh?! Come on, my uterus is going to be swept away! Every sensitive part is being chafed?!”
The number of strokes in Park Umi is 6 + 6 + 9, for a total of 21 strokes.
The soft uterus is rubbed, pressed, and stamped more than twenty times, and the three letters of Umi’s name are completed.
“Wow, that’s great writing! This is my first time seeing a font that looks so smooth and soft… Moreover, this donut-shaped signature has an expressive power that cannot be achieved with a brush… !”
“Handwriting like this. We can’t just see it! “Can I just display it until the end of this festival?”
“That, that, that, that, that…” .”
With the admiration of the calligraphy club members, Umi blushed as she stamped her pamphlet with ink.
Umi’s womb was a masterpiece.
* * *
After that, Woomi and Joo-hyuk stopped by various experience booths to get stamps and succeeded in collecting seven stamps, including one that was reserved.
As evening approaches, the surrounding area is already getting dark, and the booths that have begun to be dismantled are also noticeable.
On the contrary, Daedongje pub, which is already softly lit, is busy preparing snacks to welcome dinner guests.
The cheering team’s performance will start in 10 to 15 minutes, but it should be enough to go back to the [Jewelrytopia] Booth that Umi first visited.
“… I’m glad Joohyuk met you.”
“Huh?”
“Yeah… The same goes for calligraphy and the challenge after that. “I don’t think I would have succeeded if I had done it alone instead of you.”
“Well, that’s right.”
It’s not just calligraphy.
Even at Gina’s AI drone booth, which he visited for the sixth time, he would not have been able to get a stamp if Joo-hyuk had not manually controlled the drone and landed it on the uterus.
Umi would not have been able to complete the seventh Tapioca Challenge, which filled her womb with chewy tapioca pearls and milk tea.
Umi muttered as she opened her mission card and pamphlet.
“… Looking back, it was actually the Daedongje booth in the pamphlet. I’ve seen almost everything. Even when she was in high school, she never participated in the festival so faithfully. This is my first time doing something like this. What… It was all just an experience related to getting out of the womb…”
“But as I was passing by, I saw the booths that Umine had visited. It seemed like everything went well. Uncle Dondurma is smiling because his bag is full of cash, and it looks like there are several people who defeated the manager at the cockfighting booth and the classic game booth.”
All the booths Umi visited were doing well. Students from other schools and residents living nearby also came to buy things and enjoy the experience.
Well, I don’t know if it’s because of Umi’s screams as she was being rolled around as a magic girl with a womb, or because people were attracted to her because of the aggro of her womb shaking. As a result, it became a Daedongje that can be enjoyed together as the mission card intended.
The life of a post-uterine magical girl is full of troubles, as it was then and now, but the good effects that magic brings make her a true magical girl.
But. Umi couldn’t miss this festival either.
[The last festival] That I can probably enjoy with Joo Hyuk while attending college.
“Well… I’m embarrassed to say it like this, but…”
“Huh?”
“Even if I get all 7 stamps, will you stay by my side until the end of the festival?”
Umi gathered courage and spoke out.
“And if possible, I’d like to see fireworks with you…” !”
“Of course. Because I also have no intention of missing out.”
As Joo-hyuk nodded, Woo-mi also smiled brightly.
“Yes!”
* * *
“Huh?”
However, when they arrived in front of the [Jewelrytopia] Booth, they could not help but be shocked.
“Why… !”
Instead of walking around with pierced nipples and clitoris, I said they would get me stamped when I returned to the other six booths.
The booth in front of Umi had closed today and was dismantled.
“Gwae, I was just doing it for no reason!! Should I just take this off? That’s it!”
Umi tried to remove her piercing with great force and then pulled her nipple and climaxed again.
Joo-hyuk carefully reasoned while supporting Woo-mi.
“When I think about it, I should have paid attention to that too. Is the purpose of this mission to stamp pamphlets and submit them to the central management booth?”
“Uh? Well, now that I think about it, maybe that’s true… Ugh, huh? “What, the management booth is also being cleaned up?”
Umi’s eyes widened.
“… There aren’t many other booths open for business anymore?!”
Looking around, most of the booths had already lowered their tents and closed.
If things continue like this, you won’t be able to get the seal even if you want to. At that thought, Umi sat down on the floor.
“Ugh.”
“Umiya.”
“Hina’s performance is important, and I also want to see Naru’s face… I don’t like endings like this… ! Joo Hyuk, you… It’s the last festival we can enjoy together before going to the military… !”
Even though she didn’t say it out loud, Umi must have been conscious of it the whole time.
What meaning does this festival have?
“Umi…”
Joo-hyuk, who was about to say that there was still a festival tomorrow, bit his lip. Of course, that’s true, but tomorrow is close to closing.
Hina’s cheering squad. Naru’s attendance. And today is the day of the festival with all the biggest fireworks.
Joo Hyuk is like that too. If you can enjoy the festival with Umi until the end before a long separation, there is nothing you can’t do.
But… What more can we do here?
At that moment, a voice like a rope that came down from the sky was heard.
“Stress! Relieve your stress and go! “Everyone here has beaten me up, so now is my last chance!”
“Eh?”
“Knuckles, baseball bats, everything is ready! Relieve stress right here, right now!”
But the condition of giving it to me was a bit strange.