Chapter 116 – Liar’s Trap Apocalypse (9)

One.

From now on, Scar has come to completely deny the saying, ‘There is no paradise where you run away.’

“Scar, are you here? Do you like this place?”
“Euuu ♡ Everything, I like everything ♡”
“Okay? Then I’ll just stroke you anywhere.”

She runs away in anger because she doesn’t think she can win the fight, but her beloved childhood friend tells her to sit on her lap and gently strokes her lower belly.
Right now, this situation was like a paradise that could only come out of a dream for Scar.
Paster’s technique of gently pressing down on the place where the womb will be with a rhythmic touch and stroking it affectionately is more than enough to blow away the rationality of Scar, who is a self-proclaimed bitch.

“Even, try to run away ♡ hehe ♡”

In the end, the formula of ‘pants run = nadenade’ settled in Scar’s head, and every time Pastor pressed his lower stomach, Scar’s thick pussy mound got wet.
Unlike Scar, who climaxes and gets wet with happiness just by Paster pressing his lower stomach, Ia’s expression, standing still and chewing her lower lip, trembled, was not good at all.

Hard.

Blood flowed again from her lips, which she bit too hard in her jealousy.
It was nothing but a wound to Ia, who is an S-class awakener and has the world’s best healing power, but Paster’s hand stroking Scar stopped for a moment at the sudden burst of blood.
Scar, distracted by the indirect massage of her womb, did not notice her momentary pause.
However, Ia’s eyes, which were projecting themselves onto Scar in her head and exploding her jealousy, didn’t miss the moment.

Did Pastor stop when he saw me? Do I bleed from my lips? Did Pastor turn his attention to me because I was hurt? Are you worried about me As expected, he is such a kind, kind, kind, cool and cute Paster. Still the Paster I know. But right now, I’m very angry and I’m just being picky. Pastor is also a person.

Ia’s eyes, filled with anger and jealousy, began to turn into madness that covered her shell of hope.
For Ia, who felt anger, jealousy, and immense regret at the sight of him standing up for herself and arguing with Scar, that momentary reaction just felt like an oasis in the desert.
His interest in Ia, who was on the verge of going mad with anxiety after watching a video of Aimee and Paster holding hands and entering the hotel in a meeting room, made it impossible to distinguish between reason.

If I get hurt more… If I get hurt worse, won’t Paster pay more attention to me? Wouldn’t you like to call me Ia noona again? Wouldn’t that bitch be thrown away, sit me on her lap and worry about me?

Ia smiled madly and muttered softly at the ant-crazy ttola-tic idea, befitting the nickname “Crazy bitch.”

“······Okay. You can do that.”

After that, the moment Ia brought his fingertips together and was trying to choose a good place to stab among his body parts, Paster, who was affectionately stroking Scar’s soft stomach, let out a small sigh.

“Ha·····.”

Then, he apologized softly into the ear of his childhood friend who was sitting on his lap.

“Sorry Scar, I’m sleeping for a minute.”
“Huh ♡ Eh huh? What are you saying now…”

Pajijijik!

“Higii Iik♡♡♡”

A white spark exploded in Scar’s lower abdomen.
The other day, when Pastor’s penthouse melted down, Scar’s womb had already been melted by the sparks of the century that had hit Scar’s womb countless times, and Scar, who had already melted her womb, squirted out her cunt juice and passed out.

Pushuuuuu…

Pastor, who lifted the scaly ska that dripped through her tights and sat it properly on her lap, turned her gaze to Ia, who was staring blankly at him.

“…”
“…”

As Pastor stared at him with the cold eyes he had seen before, the thought of committing self-injury and blackmail just flew away from Ia’s head.

Par, Paster’s eyes. A cold, authoritative look that only shows when you’re really angry, with no warmth remaining. If you look at me with those eyes… Gu, give in. A woman who doesn’t think about anything and just does whatever Pastor tells her to do… No, it becomes Paster’s property.

When the penthouse melted away from Scar’s madness, Pastor’s cold eyes, which had been looking at her Scar, were now looking at Ia.
At that time, Ia wished that Paster would give her a taste of infinite electric womb steaming hell like she did to Scar, but what she returned to her was Paster’s sweet remarks that made her pulse sink. Was
Angry at the unreasonable sweet talk, Ia blew the roof off her, losing even the trusting relationship she had built up with Paster in a fit of anger.
Ia, who was forcibly qualified to receive her electric uterus, melted softly at Pastor’s older sister’s remarks, and she was eventually looked at with her cold eyes, and without being subjected to the merciless electric uterus, she vaguely The day ended.
And now, a week after that day, Ia was finally able to receive the cold, authoritative, ruthless gaze she had always pictured in her dreams until Pastor and love-love-sex.
However, even when the situation she had been dreaming of came to pass, for some reason, Ia could not smile.

Why is my body shaking and not my uterus? Back then, just imagining those eyes touching me made my uterus tremble and get ready to ovulate, but now it’s just…

As her unknown feelings slowly ate away at her Ia, Pastor opened her mouth to her Ia for the first time since she sat her ska on her lap.

“Ia Reese, what are you trying to do?”

A cold voice that did not contain any of the worries that Lee Ah had hoped for.
The moment she heard that voice, she realized why she was trembling.

Those aren’t the eyes full of the passionate emotion I was hoping for, but rather the eyes looking at pigs in a pig farm. The eyes that didn’t contain even the slightest emotion, as if they weren’t even interested in what I was doing…

Ia’s unknown emotion that made her body tremble was fear.
Concerns that a truly angry Paster might fall out of love with him and lose his hand came to reality the moment he received a cold look in his eyes.
Even though her stomach was pierced and her arms were tattered while facing the worst ending in front of her eyes, Ia fought back without even a moment’s notice.

“Ah, ah… Mi, don’t hate me. I’m sorry Mr Pastor. My, I was wrong.”

Ia seemed precarious even to the point of pretending to put her words in her mouth as she said sorry incoherently with her face white.
Seeing her like that, her pastor let out a deep sigh, looked at her with her slightly less cold eyes, and opened her mouth.

“I am very angry right now. But when they try to do something I hate the most, I get angry or not.”

Pastor’s voice toward Ia was still very cold, but her tone was as if she was disciplining a child.
If she was the usual Ia, she would have reacted with anger, asking what would she do if she used that kind of tone to her older sister, but the situation was such that she couldn’t stand it like that.
In the end, Ia lowered her head slightly with her crying face, and she had no choice but to reply like a child being disciplined.

“I’m angry, I’m angry.”
“Then I can’t do that kind of bullshit now.”
“Oh, I can’t.”

When Ia obediently agreed, ‘Anyone who knows that would do something like that?! Then you’ll have to fuck more! The arrogant words of ‘You bitch who stomps the back of her ass!’ Hit Pastor’s uvula, but she swallowed her words, realizing that even then she would be nothing more than a fuss.
Pastor swallowed her words and let out a deep breath, then spoke firmly to Ia, slightly frowning at her.

“Whoa…Don’t do that again. And Mr. Ia Reese is getting scolded by me right now. There is no point in trying to attract attention with pointless things while you are being punished.”
“Yes, yes…….”
“Then back to the original position. Close your mouth, open your eyes and watch me and Scar chatting.”
“That, that’s…”
“If you don’t like it, you can lose your hand with me.”
“Ah, ahh…”

The Pastor Ia is facing now is a Paster whose hatred for her world is overflowing because she was hit hard in the back of the head.
Farster, more cowardly, mean, petty, and ruthless than ever, did the truly horribly selfish thing of holding her love hostage, and there was no way Ia, who had already fallen in love with him, could stand against him.
Just when the leadership of the atmosphere was completely passed over to Pastor, to the point where the word complete defeat was appropriate, the door to the search chief’s office that Pastor had unlocked opened, and Yellow Head and Blue Head cautiously appeared.

“I, that senior over there… That, that’s what it is. It’s not what you think… Huh? 1, Why is the team leader sitting on the senior’s lap? Everything, can’t you get off immediately?!”
“What? Master······ No, Passy’s lap is my reserved seat that I can only go up to when I’m being fucked! Come down now, Scar Rate! That’s my place!”

Contrary to their cautious appearance, the moment they saw Scar fainting with a happy face leaning on him on Paster’s lap, the two S-class Awakeners began to run amok, putting everything behind the scenes.

“Joe, be quiet! Get a sense of the atmosphere, you idiots…!”

Ia, who had tried to shake her ass just a while ago, was immediately stopped, and her soul was about to be robbed, and her blood was about to dry.