Chapter 202 – Exciting! Ordinary Pastor’s Flesh-Trembling Survival Story! —Skar Rait, Ia Reese (2)

One.

The shame of being caught rubbing his breasts was eventually resolved with a dramatic agreement to call Scar a milk tang for a day.

I was just embarrassed and said that I was wet, but the tone was so brutish that I said it was new and good or something.

Anyway, in order not to get ridiculed for messing around with my breasts, I had to call Scar a sucker for the rest of the day.

······Hmm, no matter how much I think about it, the breasts seem to have gone too far.

“······But, Scar, isn’t it a bit harsh to call people wet? Of course, it’s true that your breasts are attractive enough to lightly seduce people, but that doesn’t mean you’re a boobies.”
“Isn’t it funny to wake up and say things like that after excitedly babbling about myself saying I’m in a bad mood? Didn’t you already see me as a baby there?”
“Ugh.”

Just as Scar said, I was a wimpy baby who had just woken up and was in a bad mood, so I had been randomly massaging her breasts.

I had no right to say anything about the title of breast milk, since I already treated her as a baby who became happy when she touched a scar.

If there was even a rabbit hole, I would have said, ‘I like it as much as I want, and I’ll touch your breast until I’m about to die.’

But if it’s like Scar’s premature ejaculation, wouldn’t it be possible to send her away with just caressing her breasts without going down the rabbit hole?

I suddenly thought of that, but it seemed that if I did something stupid here and then the yaswitch turned on and went straight to sex, the day I would get back down the rabbit hole would be delayed.

So in the end I had no choice but to bow my head to Scar’s words and let her do what she wanted.

“OK got it. Because I was wrong, today I’ll call you Ska, whatever you want. Okay, baby?”
“Uh heh ♡ Yeah Paster.”

Eventually, when I called her wet tang, Scar showed a shy smile as her cheeks blushed in a very strange way.

She couldn’t understand why she liked being called a milk tang when she asked why.

“If you call someone affectionately with a word other than your name, isn’t it like a nickname used between lovers?”
“…Are you breastfeeding?”
“Yes. It’s not like having sex, and being called a breast with a slightly awkward and embarrassing voice by a pastor who doesn’t even turn on the sadist switch, I love it because it’s full of immoral feelings. Every time I hear it, my heart thumps. It feels like it has completely become Paster’s own thing.”

Oh my goodness. He must have been doing all sorts of shit to make me his own not too long ago? She says she’s happy that the ska that used to be like that is now hers?

It was a real dog-like situation to the extent that blood flowed to the lower leg.

In this erotic situation, I almost lost my mind and started slapping scars on Scar’s breasts and having sadistic sex – anyway, even if I hit it, it didn’t hurt at all, I just felt it – but with one will to get back down the rabbit hole as soon as possible stood firm

“Whoa. Yes, it will be good if you like it.”
“Uh? Uh… Uh huh.”

As I looked away from Scar for a moment and spoke calmly, I heard a steamy voice for some reason.

Even if you look at it, it was Yasugak just now, so maybe he was disappointed because he didn’t do Yasugak?

I ignored Scar’s disappointment, however, as Scar wasn’t going to do Yasu just because he did, and he wasn’t going to waste his energies on anything until the rabbit hole was usable again anyway.

Instead, he asked questions to divert attention away from sex.

“But if it’s a nickname, shouldn’t we call each other? I call you Yuktaeng, but why do you just call me Pastor?”
“Yes? That, that’s… It’s embarrassing.”
“Yeah, that’s right.”

Even after knowing it for 15 years, what I did not know was the standard of ska.

Calling me a sucker, calling me master, barking while wearing a dog collar, I’m not ashamed at all, and being called by nicknames, I’m ashamed to the point of turning my face red, averting my gaze, and crawling into my voice in an inappropriate way. Oh yeah.

But, is it because it’s cute?

After stroking and fiddling with cute Scar’s head, cheeks, nape, and collarbones with both hands, I threw myself back on the bed to recover quickly.

Widely.

“Uh?”
“What are you doing, Paster?”

However, the act of lying down was blocked by Scar’s arm, and when I made a puzzled expression, Scar looked at me with an even more incomprehensible face and said:

“I have to leave now. It’s time to check out. I don’t have time to sleep.”
“It’s a surprisingly good reason.”

After inviting everyone I sent yesterday to meet tomorrow to the group chat room, I said, ‘I’m checking out. I’m going to the counter now, so there’s no need for everyone to come out, I just want one person to come.’

If all the members gather in one place, prayers will be quicker and people around the world will get all the attention.

2.

Haha.Haha. My, I won! I won!”

Right after the call came from Paster, everyone gathered there to discuss how to treat Pastor so that he wouldn’t leave, all of them got ready for battle.

Literally in a situation where there is virtually no fighting ability, Emme urgently says, ‘I think it’d be better to compete with a fair rock-paper-scissors game! I went to see a rabbit, but it’s not good to go because I got hurt!’, Followed by a legitimate, reasonable, and plausible opinion, and a ‘rock paper scissors’ game was held following that opinion.

It was Ia who won the single-decision match without any objections and won the glorious victory in the match.

“Then! Even the meetings! I’m going to see Mr. Pastor!”

Ia, who waved her hand with the most smile on her face since the beginning of the meeting, left the room without the slightest sign of exhaustion despite having an “Emergency meeting to catch Paster” All night.

The strategy was good. He said that it was a godsend that he kept his hand open until the end vaguely and then changed it to a fist.

As for one physical ability, Ia, who was the top among the participants in the meeting, won the championship with her reflexes and motor skills, overtaking Maya, who did not use the dog trick to stop time, fearing that Paster would sense that time had stopped and suspect that she had committed something. .

Really, it was the sweetest victory for Ia in recent years.

How happy she was to be able to deal with her rivals and spend time with Mr. Pastor without fear of being disturbed.

Ia’s steps towards the counter were light enough.

Last night, after leaving the room in a hurry, fearing that he would upset Pastor’s heart and leave, he felt uncomfortable because he couldn’t see Scar.

Hehe~ I’m going to see Mr. Pastor~ That’s right~♪”

Ia, who even sang a cute humming song while bouncing on top of the clouds, was no longer uncomfortable with anything.

Yesterday, after thinking that I might never see Paster again after the four months passed, I felt that I wanted to thank Paster who is now.

For Ia, who realized her feelings, the thought that she could meet Pastor alone and the pink future ahead of her were so thrilling and anticipating that there was no room for negative emotions in her now.

Jiying.

So, she took the elevator, arrived at the first floor, and headed to the counter. As befits a famous luxury hotel in Hypo Beach, the world’s best resort, a quiet and quiet hall hung in front of her eyes, even though it was morning.

Luxurious ornaments, brilliant chandeliers, and classy classical music.

There were things that pleased her eyes and ears, but Ia’s eyes and ears couldn’t catch any of them.

Only Paster, who was standing at the counter checking out, was shining brightly as if under a spotlight.

Whoa, Par, Mr. Paster. Why are you so cool today? I’m just checking out, but I’m afraid that’s how it will turn out because she’s all gorgeous from head to toe. Why? Why are you doing this?

Now, after going through a sense of crisis that she might lose her pasta, which is the meaning of her life, Ia realized the importance of her pasta again.

And that realization amplified Ia’s love for her Pastor, and her original handsome Pastor became even more her super-handsome through the reinforced love affair filter.

He is so handsome that his womb trembles and his heart thumps just by being in sight.

That was the Paster that Ia now sees.

“Uh?”

Ia, who had forgotten that she had to approach her cool Paster beyond her imagination, finished her checkout and turned her head away, meeting Paster’s eyes.

Pastor looked in the direction of Ia and smiled at her, then shook her hand and gave a welcome voice.

“You milk! Here! I’m here!”
“What.”

Wet.

A word that refers to the chest in a vulgar way, and is too vulgar, inelegant, and disrespectful to use when referring to a person.

No matter how much it was Ia, who had a bean pod in the name of love for Pastor, what was the point of just listening to this remark.

It wasn’t even during sex, and it wasn’t like that, and it wasn’t like that, but to call a person a milkman. If you leave this alone, the dignity of her elders will collapse!

Judging by that, Ia put her fists on her waist and shouted at Pastor in a trembling but confident voice.

“Nu-nuna is not a breast!”

At the same time, Scar, who had gone to the bathroom, passed by Ia, who was shouting with her eyes closed tightly.