Survive as a Fortune Teller in Moorim

Chapter 211

Survive as a Fortune Teller in Moorim

Fortune tellers cannot see their future.

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Chapter 211 – Chapter 11 – Unawareness

“Yes..”

How many times have you slept so comfortably?

It’s been at least 3 days since I haven’t been able to sleep properly because I’ve been through that kind of thing at night since Master came.

Wake up after a good night’s sleep, bring your mind back to reality, and start the day.

“Are you awake?”

“?”

Why can’t I hear Master’s voice again?

Didn’t I sleep alone today?

The moment I heard Master’s voice from the bed, I came to my senses and reflexively hugged myself with the blanket.

“Oh, not today!”

“…What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“Now, I can’t help but talk in my sleep, but this is the relationship between master and disciple..!”

…Huh?

Come to think of it, I could hear Master’s voice right next to me from a little further away.

I carefully opened my eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from. I was lying alone in the bed…

“Did you have a strange dream? What about your relationship with me?”

“…Uh.”

Actually, Master was not sleeping next to me, but was looking down at me from the side of the bed.

“…Why are you there?”

“Didn’t you ask me to stay by your side while you were drunk and asleep?”

“I did…”

At the same time, the events of the previous night passed through my head like a kaleidoscope.

I promised to drink a little more, and then I got drunk and drank enough to get my tongue twisted.

– Beep beep

“Now, I think you misunderstood. I don’t remember anything like that.”

“If you’re going to say that, at least don’t avert your eyes in a cold sweat.”

“Ah, anyway, forget about it!”

Who wouldn’t be, but I’m ashamed of being drunk.

The root of the problem was that I just kept pouring it into my mouth without thinking that this body was strong.

No matter how strong the alcohol is, if you drink that much, you have no choice but to get drunk.

“Well, no matter what kind of dream you had, if you woke up, come out and wash yourself. The smell of alcohol is vibrating from your body.”

“…But if you speak softly…”

“If you want to wash together, I won’t dry it.”

“I’m going to wash up!”

I got up at a speed unbelievable for someone who had just woken up and quickly headed to the bathroom.

Just in case Master came in, I washed up as quickly as possible and looked at the living room. Master and Dang Ah-Young probably went out today as well, and I saw an empty house with a short message.

Not exactly alone, but there was one.

“…Aren’t you bored with being tied up like that?”

“I-I was tied up because I was wrong…If you think it’s a kind of training…”

“Whoa…”

I was still confused about how to dispose of the sword master’s disciple.

It seems certain that he is related to me in the past, but before I heard the answer, I lost my memory and turned into a 14-year-old.

Considering that Swordhu didn’t mention his disciple and that he had already died more than 10 years ago, I don’t think he was a good disciple, but he’s still a disciple.

I couldn’t handle it carelessly.

It bothered me that she treated a ignorant 14-year-old harshly, assuming her words were real.

“…I can’t let you go. If there’s anything you want, tell me. Something you want to eat.”

“Really?”

“I’ll have to tell you the details after the swordsman returns, but… First of all, you say you’re the swordsman’s disciple. And I’m not saying you’ll listen to everything. Of course, it’s not difficult.”

“Well then… I have something I want to ask you…”

Well, at most I thought I would ask for a snack, but the answer was quite different from what I thought.

“…Scratch my back, please.”

“To.”

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“That, slightly to the right of there.. Yes. There.”

“…”

“Ah..”

Did you say her name was Han So-yeon?

She let out a pleasant moan, even closing her eyes slightly as if in a good mood.

‘..I asked for another favor.’

It was far from what I expected, but it wasn’t such a difficult request either.

No matter how extravagant she is, what she’s inside is a 14-year-old Annie.

Because she was tied up, she wouldn’t be able to scratch herself, and the weather would be hot, so she would sweat quite a bit, so I decided to just scratch it.

The back isn’t that dangerous.

“..Doesn’t it hurt?”

“Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt.”

‘You look really good.’

If I had been patient with how itchy it was, could I have reacted like this just by scratching it?

Come to think of it, should I wash him too?

She had also heard that if she was at a high level, the wastes would be purified on her own, but from what she had said before, she said that she was only first-class, so it seemed difficult to expect that yet.

…Of course I won’t wash it, I’ll leave it to Dang Ah-young.

No matter how much she is a child on the inside, she is not a preschooler, and if she is 14 years old, the age at which a man will wash her is not long over.

And even if Ahn was completely a child, the body was completely that of an adult, so it was burdensome in many ways for me to wash.

…Rather, it’s a body that would slap a tolerable adult three times on the cheek.

‘It’s the opposite of Yeo Xiaocheon.’

If this woman was a child of spirit and an adult in body, I could see her that way because she was a saint in spirit and her body looked like that of a child.

… Of course, Yeo Socheon is a story that can be established only by looking at her face and height.

She just thinks she’s a girl the first time her eyes meet, but the moment she looks down, confusion comes to her mind.

She’s an adult, but she looks like a child. I’m a child, but I think I matured a little faster.

Perhaps I recognized it as the former.

Although she’s the latter, she’s matured quite a bit.

And now this woman in front of me also has an unusual figure.

‘…Was this size so common in this world?’

It feels like something is a little confusing.

Obviously, as far as I know, most of them are average sized Asian women, but strangely, there were a lot of non-Asian women around me.

Because I’ve been with Master for over 10 years, the fact that most women can be recognized by my eyes, even though I can’t even see them as women, is that by the standard of ordinary people, when I see them while walking down the street, I look back suspiciously…

‘…There’s nothing wrong with that.’

This woman I swear to heaven that I didn’t even think about developing a male-female relationship with the swordmaster’s pupil, but it was a scene that made my eyes happy as a man just by looking at it.

What.

You can take a look

To be honest, if there is someone who was born as a man and can take my eyes off of this, that person has a sexual problem.

Seeing it openly can make the other person feel bad, so you should refrain from doing it.

“I think I’ve scratched moderately now, but it’s more itchy?”

Anyway, this time is over.

“Ah…Then now go ahead a bit…”

“Yes.. From the front.. Wait..”

Hearing her request to turn, I got up and moved in front of her.

And the moment she thoughtlessly raised her hand, she realized something was wrong.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait.”

“Why, why?”

“If it’s in the front of the back, you’re referring to the direction of the chest and stomach.”

“Right?”

“Is this woman crazy?”

Where to play tricks naturally.

“To be able to act naturally like this when you were careless because you were young. It’s amazing.”

“Su-sujak?”

“If you want to scratch the front, you mean scratch the chest or stomach.”

“Is that so?”

“Anyway, ask a man to do that…”

…I was about to say something, but I had no choice but to stop talking.

“?”

That innocent expression as if asking what the hell is the problem.

When I saw that he really had a question mark on his face, I thought something was wrong.

So, I decided to check it out first.

“Now, let’s think about it. Scratching means touching, right?”

“Yes..?”

“So if I want to scratch your breasts, you’re touching them, right?”

“But…?”

“…”

What is it really?

No matter how young you are at 14, shouldn’t you still have at least some sexual knowledge?

Still, if you live, there will be things around you, but of course you know that this is a shameful act.

‘…Ah.’

I forgot.

That this child was picked up by the Sword Master and raised in a volcano.

Then it could have been.

Right away, there was also the fact that I hadn’t met most of my peers the other day, and then the only window to learn these things(?) Was the swordsman.

…It’s not an image that the swordsman will give you sex education properly.

“Hey, do you hate touching my breasts?”

“…No, that’s not it… No, that’s not what I mean…”

“Sah, actually, my body has suddenly grown too… I wasn’t this big before… But it’s awkward… I sweat a lot, but I can’t even wipe or scratch… I wanted you to scratch my back as well… “

“No, just be quiet. This is dangerous.”

“Why are you touching my chest?”

“Okay, be quiet for now!”

What are you still a child saying!

Someone has something to do with ruining the world!

If you’re going to fail, you should have failed because of me, but anyway!

“…Whoa. Listen carefully. That’s why it’s a precious part that other people, especially the opposite sex, shouldn’t be in contact with.”

First of all, we decided to proceed with education, even briefly, to prevent this from happening again.

“Why..?”

“It’s also a part that I have to use if I ever have a child later… Men are sensitive to that.”

“What does it mean to be sensitive?”

“Uh.. Dirty feeling.. Um.. The feeling of wanting to touch more…”

“Then, does Yooseong-nim want to touch my breasts too?”

“…”

Why does this lead like this?

“You can touch it if you want to touch it! My, I’m guilty of sins that can’t be washed first, so you can do whatever you want with my body..”

“…”

No, of course I don’t want to touch it either.

No matter how my situation is, if men’s instincts were so easily controlled, I wouldn’t have come to this point.

Still, this wasn’t real.

It wasn’t just one or two problems.

The mental age of a lover is also a problem. It’s also a problem that this kid is the swordsman’s disciple. Right now, my woman’s problems have already surpassed the saturation point and are on the verge of bursting.

“…Just say it again later when Dang Ah-young comes back. Let’s just wash up then.”

“Well, then at least wipe off your sweat.”

“Ttaek. It’s not possible.”

“Hing.”

After succeeding in briefly educating her who knows nothing about her, the moment she thinks about cleaning her house today after letting go of her laziness

– Jump!

“We’re here! We’ve been running for almost half a day without resting, so we’re hungry, so we’ll start with food..”

“D-I’ll go in.”

– Stop.

Two familiar voices were heard.

I whimpered like a rusty machine and turned my head.

“…Master?”

“…So Yeon-ah?”

Before I had time to do anything, the two had already met eyes.

Survive as a Fortune Teller in Moorim

Fortune tellers cannot see their future.

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