Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

Chapter 306

Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

One day, God bestowed grace upon me, who had nothing and nothing to boast about. Is the ability to manipulate space a blessing or a curse? know what! I will make your delusion a reality!

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Chapter 306 – (Chapter 306) 38. Travel

(Episode 306)

The home of Hazal Uzerli, a few hours’ drive from ‘Yalova’ on the Marmara coast, is a typical rural village in central and western Turkey.

From the people I met to the scenery of the neighborhood, it was an extremely peaceful atmosphere, the exact opposite of the complex, splendid and fast-paced image of the city.

After a good night’s sleep in it, the morning sun greeted on the small terrace was the reason Myeong-sik Han visited Turkiye together with Hajal sitting next to him, so Myeong-sik Han was in the best mood.

“Huh… Really good… !”

“Really good?”

“It’s better to have Hazal next to you.”

“Huh, I like it too.”

“Didn’t you say that you left for Istanbul because you were sick of your hometown?”

“I did, but I’m in a completely different mood today, so I’m panicking right now.”

The smile on Hajal’s now perfected pretty face is happiness itself, so I can’t bear not kissing her.

“I love mornings, but I really liked spending the night together in the room he used to have since he was little.”

“You too… I’m ashamed to say that…”

Hazard was also so excited that she had gone countless times throughout the night, and her face was burning.

“Except for the small bed, it was perfect, right?”

“Eww… Yes, spending the night with him in that bed is like a dream.”

“Haaa… It’s really free and quiet. Shall I marry Hazal and live here?”

“…”

Also, when the talk of marriage came up, Hazal was at a loss as to what to do.

“Why is there no response?”

“What?”

“Don’t you want to marry me?”

“Aren’t you just saying that?”

“If not?”

“Or not…”

“I said it was nice, but do you admit that we didn’t really need our parents’ permission to go out?”

“Yeah… Yes…”

“Who said hello to your parents first?”

“Self.”

“You still don’t know what my heart is?”

“Ji… Really marry me… I want to?”

Han Myeong-sik pondered a little while looking at the action camera on how to answer this question to create a perfect picture.

“What is certain is that I love you enough to think of marriage without difficulty.”

“That’s me too, but…”

“Is it because of the fact that I will have to leave Turkey someday?”

“Rather than that, your nationality, and your company is in the United States?”

“What does that matter?”

“Doesn’t care?”

“If you marry me, do you have to live in Türkiye?”

“Ah…”

The family members watching live here reacted violently through the chat window of the dedicated app, but Myung-sik Han said whatever he wanted without even thinking about checking it at all.

“There are no obstacles to our marriage, only Hazard’s determination.”

“My decision? Which…”

“Can you give up your religion?”

“What?”

“Can I give up the Islamic law that I have taken for granted all my life and live as a Korean or an American?”

“…”

Han Myeong-sik was a problem she had been thinking about ever since she fell deeply in love with a Korean man, so Hajal wasn’t too embarrassed.

“Looking at the reaction, do you have any thoughts on this issue?”

“Is that a condition for marrying me?”

“You can’t say it’s a condition, because we didn’t promise to get married.”

“Is that what you mean?”

“Feel free to think, anyway, I have no intention of becoming a Muslim.”

“If the…”

“Huh.”

“What if you had to convert to Islam to marry me?”

“You can’t get married.”

It was a very firm answer, so I felt rather cool, and a small smile came out.

“Whoops, I knew that.”

“Should I only marry a Muslim?”

“At least not in Korea. Things are a bit different in Dongbu, but as you know from roommates, dating or living together before marriage is common these days.”

“But why do you take it so seriously?”

“What… It must be because I grew up and lived in such a culture.”

While talking, I remembered the story of my parents and laughed again. I never thought that a law that was so important could be so easily ignored.

“You talk like it’s someone else’s business. Could it be that I’ve changed because I’ve been dyed?”

“That’s right, I fell because of the Korean man Myeong-sik Han.”

“I absolutely love depravity, would you like to continue depravity?”

“What if I fall further here?”

“What… Days like last night continue.”

“Whoop hahaahahahaha!”

Perhaps because of the sound of laughter, my parents came out to the terrace and a new morning began. And starting from this day, a woman’s life completely changes.

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“This interview is just for fun, so don’t be nervous.”

“Okay.”

She spent one night at her home, which she visited on a two-night, three-day schedule, and on the way to leave, Han Myeong-sik suggested that Hajal hold an action camera and pose.

“Can you answer honestly without hiding it?”

“If you promise not to show it to anyone else.”

You can tell if she’s broadcasting live by looking at the camera, but for some reason Hajal didn’t notice at all.

“I’ll promise.”

“Okay, no dirty questions instead.”

“I was going to ask you a dirty question?”

“Then I don’t like it, I won’t.”

“Corrupted?”

“That’s our secret.”

“Are you canceling your appointment?”

“Really mean!”

Her ass bobbing and angry reaction was so cute that I almost crossed the midline trying to kiss her.

“Are you going to do it or not?”

“Do I have to do this?”

“I recorded everything we do, what about that?”

“What… What? What did you record?”

“I filmed everything she did in her room in Istanbul and last night in her room.”

“It’s crazy? Why are you filming that, you can’t do it without consent?”

It was a correct point and he was really angry, so Han Myeong-sik quickly made an excuse.

“Sorry, I didn’t pay attention to the camera and it was just taken. I didn’t do it on purpose.”

“Really?”

“I will do it countless times in the future, so what are you doing by filming something like that?”

“How was the filming?”

“I deleted it, I erased everything because I thought you would get angry.”

“What remains in my cloud account?”

“I’ll delete that later too.”

“Pull over there and erase it immediately.”

“OK got it.”

There is an independent server that stores all kinds of lewd and personal data, from naked profile pictures of family members to personal pornography videos, so it will not be deleted just by deleting it.

“Guys just can’t understand, why are you filming something like this?”

“What… Filming itself is a stimulus.”

“It’s strange to be stimulated by something like that!”

“How come you ate like that?”

“Ugh…”

“Okay, did you erase everything?”

When I showed him that the video had been deleted from the cloud account on his phone, Hajal rolled his eyes at the video in another folder.

“Wait… What kind of videos do you have so many?”

“It was taken while I was with you.”

“Isn’t that strange?”

“Check it.”

Hajal, who clicked on her first file, confirmed that it was a video when she first met her, and after watching it for a while, she smiled quietly.

“At this time, I was very ugly.”

“Did you hear me say no now?”

“You said you got much prettier?”

“Yes, she is now the sexiest beauty in Turkiye.”

“Cheese… It’s not that tidy.”

She really did, but she couldn’t bear to admit it herself, so Hajal lightly laughed it off.

“So you’re not going to shoot an interview video?”

“I saw this and wanted to take a picture.”

“Right? Just like a photo, if you take a video, it becomes a commemoration.”

“You say you’re filming to be stimulated?”

“It’s just the dirty videos.”

She felt a bit regretful that she had accidentally deleted the precious video, but she tried to forget Hajal and took up her action camera again.

“I am ready.”

“Then the interview begins. Please tell us her personal details, such as name, nationality, age, occupation, etc.”

“Hello, my name is Hajal Ujeleul. Twenty-three years old, Turkic, I have been working in a small accounting office for two years now.”

“What did you do before the accounting office?”

“After graduating from high school in her hometown, she came straight to Istanbul where she worked in a shopping mall for about a year, then she worked as an office worker in a private hospital for about a year.”

“Are you satisfied with your current job?”

“She was quite satisfied with her life, but after meeting someone, her dissatisfaction increased dramatically.”

“Who is that?”

“It’s Han Myung-sik.”

“You must hate him.”

“Foot! Unfortunately, I fell in love.”

“Oops! Do you regret it?”

“Not at all, meeting Myungsik Han in my ordinary life is the most surprising and wonderful thing… Thank you.”

“Who are you thanking, God?”

“At first I thought it was God’s blessing, but now it’s different.”

“How?”

“I think it’s possible because Han Myeong-sik chose me, who had nothing to offer.”

“Ruler… Wait, don’t you think I brought you great luck with that answer?”

“Is it true?”

“You really think so?”

“Yeah, aside from the fact that I became prettier, who is it that made my parents and younger siblings happy?”

It was the ending he wanted, so Myeong-sik Han cheered inwardly. He even liked his work, even his family members who were watching from behind the camera.

“I want to stop the car again and hit it, but it’s getting darker, so I’ll bear with it and continue the interview.”

“Yes, I am ready.”

Han Myung-sik felt even proud of Hazal’s face as she corrected her posture, with happiness and a playfulness that had never been seen before.

“Is there any guy you liked before meeting Han Myeong-shik?”

“There is.”

“Who is this!”

“Pu-huh! Kyahahahahaha!!”

“Ah… I lost my temper for a moment, some bastard… No, who is it?”

“My high school history teacher.”

“That child… Ah… No, who was that teacher?”

“He was the person who compared and introduced the history and culture of Turkey and Korea and gave me the will to go out to Istanbul and become independent.”

“You are such a great teacher!”

Haha! Honey, you’re so funny, ahahahahahaha!!”

“Is it because of that teacher that we met?”

“That’s right.”

It would have been impossible without superpowers, but like all of Han Myung-sik’s family, it can’t be a really interesting relationship.

“Before meeting Myungsik Han, were you particularly interested in Korean men?”

“No.”

“Please answer me truthfully, Mr. Hasal Uzerli.”

“It’s true, Mr. Han Myeong-shik.”

“You said I was cool!”

“Huh, that’s true, but I’ve never been particularly interested in Korean men.”

“You weren’t interested in men at all, were you?”

“It is not.”

“As expected, you were suppressing your lustful nature with the power of prayer.”

“I cannot answer strange questions.”

“And… Mechanical paragon answer, dope!”

“It’s okay, please use standard language.”

His expression and tone were becoming more and more mischievous, but his emotions were becoming more honest.

“Did you fall in love with Han Myung-sik at first sight?”

“I cannot answer leading questions.”

“Kuh… Since when did you start liking it?”

“Hmm… I think I was shaken a lot when we met the second time.”

“Don’t pretend you were shaken, but tell us exactly how you felt at the time.”

“Yes, I fell in love.”

“I heard you weren’t interested in Korean men?”

“I fell for Han Myung-sik.”

“Okay, that feels so damn good.”

“Puww… Graph… Please use standard language, ahahahahaha!!”

“Do not laugh!”

“Yes!”

In the end, the two couldn’t stand it and approached without asking who came first and exchanged kisses.

“You confessed that you loved only Han Myung-sik your whole life. Do you think that has not changed?”

“I don’t remember anything like that.”

“Do you want to die?”

“Yes! Unchanged!”

“That’s right, what are you going to do if Han Myeong-shik runs away?”

“I will chase you to the ends of the earth.”

“What do you plan to do after chasing and catching him?”

“Yes?”

“What would you do if you caught me who ran away?”

Hajal, who hadn’t thought about it that far, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head as she quietly put her camera down.

“I don’t know…”

“In that case, I usually reply that I will beat you to death.”

“How do you kill yourself?”

“Are you hitting me with a killing force every day?”

“When did I?”

“Eolssi, see what you’re doing. If you search, there will be video evidence. If you find it, you are dead!”

“I don’t know.”

She timidly raised her head and sniffed her snort, and her libido soared.

“You have to answer this question very honestly.”

“I have answered honestly so far.”

“Okay, I can’t be together for three hundred and sixty-five days a year, but what if she could live as one woman for the rest of my life?”

“…”

Hajjal couldn’t answer right away, as she couldn’t understand what the difference was between asking her to get married.

(Continued on next chapter 307)

Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

One day, God bestowed grace upon me, who had nothing and nothing to boast about. Is the ability to manipulate space a blessing or a curse? know what! I will make your delusion a reality!

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