Chapter 153 – Daily Namchangrok Paster – Scar Rate Part (4)

One.

“I am a Paster. What’s your name?”
“Scar rate.”
“Scar rate? Wow, what a pretty name. Can I call you Scar?”
“Anyway.”
“Thank you Scar. Scar can call me Paster. I don’t have a last name anyway, so I’ll just call you by my first name.”
“…”

The first crisis came when he was told that he had no last name and that he had only a name to call.

Momentarily, without knowing it, I reflexively thought, ‘No sex? Then you and I can become a husband and wife and become a Pastor Rate. Right Pastor? It’s like Daryl’s son-in-law, but usually all the people who marry into the Leit family do that.’

But after enduring it with superhuman patience, I sipped my whiskey as if nothing had happened.

“…Yes, Pastor.”
“By the way Scar, how old are you…?”
“Twenty-five.”
“I am the same age as you. Can I let go?”
“As convenient.”
“Then I’ll let you go, Scar. Oh, it’s really comfortable because I let go. I think we’ve gotten a little closer. Since we just met, it is natural that there is still a sense of distance, but I still want to get closer to Scar quickly.”

Pastor looked straight ahead, not at me, with his cheeks flushed red.

I was looking forward to what the hell he would say to melt my ears at the sight of Pastor licking his lips with his tongue sticking out and swallowing dry saliva like a person on the verge of spitting out embarrassing words that cannot be said without eye contact.

Even when I said I fell in love at first sight earlier, I didn’t do this. How big is this going to come?

In my heart, I was drinking kimchi soup with a saucepan, but on the outside, I looked at Pastor pretending to be very interested.

And I threw a question at Pastor with a lot of expectations that were inflated.

“Why? Why do you want to be close to me?”

An amazing assist that makes it easy for Pastor to let go of rhymes. With the board laid out like this, even Paster, whose mouth was dry from tension and his face was red, would not have been able to endure it without bringing out the words he had prepared inside.

The board is laid, now all that remains is to wait with anticipation.

Without taking my eyes off Paster, I slowly turned the glass I was holding with my index, middle, and thumb.

Pastor’s expression went awry little by little, as if the silent pressure was pressing down on his shoulders just by quietly moving the whiskey in his glass.

It’s definitely not nice to see the person you like suffering, but the source of the pain comes out and whenever the other person has sex, it’s a Paster who gives me completely overwhelming losing sex that doesn’t even make me feel defeated, so this situation is for me now. I was so ecstatic.

Look at this. Pastor is fidgeting with me. I can’t even speak properly like when I was getting uterine cervix!

The more he looked at Pastor’s groaning face, the more his stomach groaned.

It means that the moment I saw his face, my uterus became like a spinal cord reflex to the point of wanting a child.

I quickly see Pastor begging me for love like a dog, and after accepting it, I want to go to a hotel and have sex all day.

At the time when he was imagining what sex would be like in which the master-servant relationship was reversed, Pastor’s mouth, which had been closed, finally opened.

“Because if we keep getting closer, we might one day become closer than friends. For example… Like a romantic relationship.”

It was a statement overflowing with courage for a man I met for the first time today to utter it out of his mouth.

In fact, I snorted ‘Ha’ before replying to Pastor’s words, which seemed more appropriate to be called bravery than courage.

To be honest, my heart is pounding, the originally handsome Paster looks cute and handsome, and my stomach is so horny that I want to receive Paster’s heart right now and live happily for a long, long time. I feel like it!

I chewed my mouth hard and suppressed the happiness that was about to appear on my face.

The scent of blood bloomed in his mouth, but after concentrating his mana to restore it at once, he swallowed the pooled blood in his mouth.

And while looking at Paster, who was still looking at me without looking at me, I drew a blueprint to get rid of the ‘Paster Service’ from start to finish.

No. It’s still too early to be satisfied with courtship like this! I can’t stop watching Pastor tear up and say ‘Please accept my heart, Scar!’

My purpose was to watch Pastor beg for love like a dog from the start.

I said this myself earlier, so Paster knows it well, and since I said I’ll do anything you ask for, Paster will have no choice but to listen.

So, if I put up with the love and lust for Pastor that fills up in my heart and keep responding coldly, it means that sooner or later I will see Pastor crying and pleading.

My pussy got wet just imagining it. Ugh… I want to ask you to shove my pussy with Paster’s finger quickly.

“Hot?!”

What am I thinking now? Wake up Ska rate! An opportunity that won’t come twice rests on your shoulders! If you indulge in sex here, you’ll never see Pastor pleading with you in your entire life!

Match!

A gong sounded and the glasses on the hook hit me on both cheeks with enough force to shake them.

As the sharp pain dug through his cheeks, his desire for Pastor seemed to fade a little.

“Whoa…”
“Ska?”
“Oh no, nothing.”

Passing through Paster’s voice of half concern and half surprise, I thought about how to lead the situation in the direction Pastor begged.

Should I just get angry? It’s the most effective though.

If I get really angry, the pastor who has to listen to my wishes because of the ‘paster service’ will have to apologize to me, and if I don’t accept my apology, the apology will become a plea and there is a high possibility that it will lead to tears.

But an ordinary apology does not contain love.

An apology without love is meaningless. I’m even thinking about this because I want to see Paster begging for love like a dog in the first place.

I want to receive a plea full of love, but I can’t think of the right way.

“Hmmmm. Hey… Am I invisible by any chance?”

Then, when I heard a disgusting voice from behind, I turned my head around, and Ping Cheng-ryun, who had been smitten with Pastor without knowing the subject earlier, was immediately knocked out and pushed out of his mind, came out and looked at Pastor with a pouty face.

When I was about to offer the Falcon Punch delivery service to Ping Cheng-ryun, who hadn’t gone home yet, I suddenly thought of a way to make Pastor beg me with love.

Yes, that will work

Looking at a pink slut-ryun, who is still foolish enough to not give up Pastor, I show a fishy smile.

2.

Well. What the fuck is this

Today… No, no. To be precise, from the time I came out holding hands with Scar, I repeated inwardly several times, ‘What the fuck.’

It was ‘what the fuck’ that could be cursed as a brain break, but even so, the only thought I could think back to myself in front of this scene was ‘what the fuck’.

“Come to think of it, Pastor, you said you fell in love with me at first sight earlier, but you were sticking with this woman very well? You, as long as it’s a woman, doesn’t matter, right?”
“Faster, Pastor? Wait a minute, if it’s Pasta… Oh, so that’s why you were next to the Scar Rate! I’m from the academy too! No Since you’re an alumnus, there’s no need to say respectful words. I’m from the academy too! I’ve heard a lot about you!”

If you pull back your chair and put your thumb up and Angry Scar pointing at Kiri Blossom and Kiri Blossom mentioning my name and mentioning the Tokademy fucker in front of you, anyone would have no choice but to swear inwardly.

Still, what was a bit unexpected was that even though I cursed inside, I didn’t feel anything at all even though I met someone who knew me from my academy days.

It seemed that he had completely shaken off his academy days by having match-sex with Scar and having pussy sex of sincere apology.

Of course, apart from that, the way Kiri Blossom remembers me from her academy days won’t be good at all, so it was natural for her to look at me badly.

“Anyway, Pastor… I would have been really sad if I had watched it during the academy days.”

As expected, words of ridicule, contempt, and disregard for me in the past came from Kiri Blossom’s mouth.

“But looking at it now, it looks really good. Seeing that you’re having fun playing with Scar-Late, who always bullied you, it seems like you’ve let go of your past. What a great Pastor!”

I couldn’t hear it.

What I heard in my ears were words of encouragement and praise that I had never heard of and never expected to hear.

The words ‘You’re amazing, Pastor!’ I heard from an unfamiliar alumni who must have just passed by a few times on the way back and forth, without a chance to respond, reached deep into my heart, and I clicked the switch to turn on my tear ducts.

“Ugh, ugh…”