Chapter 645 – Chapter 645 Yggdrasil (5)
Above the clouds, in the middle of a peaceful space, a light blow sounded.
Bahah!
And then a scream that spreads widely.
“Ki -ah!”
Midsummer screamed and fell backwards.
[Wow… A voice like that can come out of a person’s throat.]
As Kang Han-na said, midsummer’s screams sounded like something beyond human screams.
It’s like the screams of the dead that can never be heard in this world… ?
Midsummer, which had been rolling around at the bottom of the clouds for a while, began to calm down gradually.
At first, I thought it was because I endured the pain, but….
“Five…. I am really recovering.”
“Turn it off….”
The blood that flowed from Midsummer’s forehead gradually decreased, and it quickly began to stop.
“Turn it off….”
But even so, Midsummer could not easily get up from his seat.
It was worth it.
Aside from the fact that the blood had stopped and the wound had healed, the pain hadn’t completely gone yet.
Midsummer barely got up after letting go of her moans and muttered to me while holding her forehead.
“Radish… Ignorant bastard.”
As soon as I heard Midsummer’s words, I pulled out her middle finger and stretched out her arm to him.
“What?”
“Hee!”
The appearance of midsummer, as if meeting a grim reaper.
I decided to forgive Midsummer’s words in moderation.
“Speak well? You can hit it much more painfully on the next turn.”
“… Fuck.”
Boy. Seeing that it doesn’t click anymore, it must have been scary for my middle finger.
I sat down at the table with a satisfied smile.
And Min Ha-yeon and Han Bom staring at me intently.
“….”
“….”
It probably doesn’t matter too much about midsummer.
That bastard did something to me….
It seemed that they harbored anxiety that they might not be right with that intensity.
‘… I can’t believe I hit them like that.’
I thought about whether to playfully choose Min Ha-yeon or Han Bom for the next turn, but I decided not to.
It’s fun enough just to hit it in the middle of summer….
“Quit….”
Let Midsummer sit down like that….
“Ohh! I thought it was a really boring punishment, but it’s more exciting than I thought! Then, let’s proceed again!”
The game restarted with the fairy’s loud voice.
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After turning around like that, the cheerful sound of hitting was heard again.
Baaaaagh!!
And following the blow, the grotesque scream of midsummer that did not disappoint me.
“Kiaaaaa!!!”
Midsummer grabbed her forehead and fell behind her chair.
And the followers beneath the clouds responding to his screams….
(Poem, God is angry!)
(Muh, what happened….)
When I saw such a scene, I was able to realize that the order of this world is absurd.
In the sky, the gods just played, enjoyed, and fought among themselves, but the humans below, unaware of the situation, raised their heads and trembled with anxiety.
Mere humans have no way to know God’s heart.
And just like him, ants cannot understand human behavior.
‘… After all, humans are no different from ants.’
It may sound like an absurd conclusion, but I couldn’t think of anything other than that.
From God’s point of view, humans and ants are just beings roaming the land.
To God, the only difference between ants and humans would be the difference in appearance.
Ants can’t talk like humans, so how dare we treat them the same?
From God’s point of view, ant language and human language will feel the same.
It’s just a mutual exchange between living things….
I looked under the clouds so bitterly and reached out my hand to Midsummer again.
Overnight?
Not. The number of nights written in this sentence was one.
It only took one hit, so Midsummer’s forehead must have already recovered.
Even so, there was one reason I reached out.
“Hey, get up quickly.”
It was to raise midsummer.
Why am I showing Midsummer such mercy?
The reason was simple.
“Fuck… Ugh… Hurt…. Ugh….”
It was because this kid was beaten and was sitting on the floor and crying.
The fairy began to howl at the appearance of midsummer.
“Even if you cry, sit in a chair and cry! It doesn’t have to be over quickly!”
“Fuck…. Ugh….”
Midsummer stared at my hand for a long time, then stood up alone on the floor with trembling hands.
Ohh… How dare you ignore my outstretched hand?
‘I don’t think I need to adjust my strength since I can hit it with full power.’
To be honest, I was worried at first.
It’s a level 93 temperament.
Rather, I wondered if it was normal for my forehead to be pierced even if I looked at it moderately.
But that was my mistake for not reading the description of the night.
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[Night Night LV 93]
The power to hit the chestnut becomes stronger.
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[This is a skill that doubles the original power. As you raise your martial arts skill level, your level will naturally rise.]
‘It’s just the level of night….’
Laughter came out.
Well, if the night skill is equal to the swordsmanship skill, that would be funny as it is, but….
I had heard the explanation that if you had a swordsmanship level of 300, you could cut dimensions.
When the night becomes level 300, and the night falls through the dimension… There is a difference in the fairness of the two skills.
Instead, as I continued to raise my martial arts level as described in the skill, it seemed that my strength naturally strengthened.
‘It’s a problem even if it’s just a nightshade is stronger than that, but….’
The game was played again.
The giver is me.
Midsummer started to focus on not getting a night or a corresponding penalty right away rather than winning the game.
It didn’t really change anything….
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..
Midsummer lay on her floor and wept.
“Stop… Ugh… That stop… Please….”
“… Are you crying?”
She had cried earlier, but not as pleadingly as now.
It’s already done four laps.
Even the punishment was only taking one night.
As I progressed, I began to feel uneasy.
‘What did you write down in midsummer?’
[I wrote ‘I don’t do anything’.]
‘But why didn’t I get caught?’
Since this is right, I began to think in order not to be punished by her even in midsummer.
There are two ways.
The first is how to avoid punishment by giving me the best hand.
The second way is to avoid it by writing “No punishment” In the sentence.
I used the first one once, but even if I thought about it, I didn’t use it after using it once, perhaps because I felt the penalty was too damaging.
Thanks to that, I got an ace card, so it wasn’t bad.
Han Yeo-reum started to use the second method after experiencing extreme losses.
The problem is….
‘I’m lucky, but why didn’t I get my sentence?’
I began to question the fairy with a curious thought.
“Couldn’t you have the sentence you wrote down?”
The fairy was startled by my question and asked back.
“Ugh? How did you know!?”
“… No, I was just asking.”
“That is strange. No one has ever asked me that question before….”
Well, it would be strange to question Yggdrasil’s direct distribution.
The fairy gave a simple explanation.
“You’re right. You can’t have the sentence of punishment you wrote down. Well, no one thinks of that and writes a punishment statement.”
“What the fuck! Then you don’t have to tell me quickly!!”
It was Midsummer, not me, who responded to the fairy’s words.
It was a scene inevitably bursting with laughter.
At best, he had written a punishment letter, so he wouldn’t have known that it wouldn’t come to him.
I reached out and opened my mouth.
“Well, that’s it… You know you have to get another hit right?”
“That, stop… Please… Please… Ugh….”
Midsummer began to beg with tears mingled with her blood.
‘… This bastard must be really sick?’
From my point of view, in terms of self-esteem, Midsummer and Lewis were similar.
However, the pride of midsummer was different.
While Louis was trying hard, Midsummer was a guy who didn’t notice and treated her lifelong effort as an idiot.
Midsummer, who was united with such pride….
“Huh… Please… Don’t do it….”
I was crying and begging.
Actually, I didn’t feel any sympathy.
‘If I return anyway, I’ll be full of thoughts of revenge.’
However, there was no ambiguous feeling to hit again.
It was because Min Ha-yeon and Han Bom were watching my night.
From their point of view, it’s good that I’m doing better than Midsummer, but I wouldn’t want to see them trample on the begging Midsummer.
I raised my hand and opened my mouth.
“Okay. Let’s skip this one.”
“J-Really!?”
“What are you happy about? If you get caught in the next round, you will be hit again.”
“Ouch….”
Still, it didn’t seem too bad to gradually change the way.
I started persuading Min Ha-yeon and Han Bom.
“Should I ask someone else to punish me in the summer?”
“Others?”
Min Ha-yeon and Han Bom began to notice each other.
Seeing that Midsummer had been beaten just one night earlier, it seemed a bit pity for them to hit them too.
“Hmm….”
“U.S….”
If the two of them had beaten each other from the beginning, they would have beaten each other with excitement.
However, seeing Midsummer beaten to such an extent that blood gushed out from his forehead, it seemed that they were reluctant to hit them.
But I thought there was no need for the two of them to feel guilty.
“There’s no need to hit the two of you.”
“Yes? Then who will hit you?”
I smiled as I pointed my finger under the clouds.
“It’s down there.”
I decided to give my followers the right to beat God.
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Obviously, given the nature of the game, it was the authority of the main god to punish.
However, on the other hand, I thought that it was not necessary that the person who punished was the main god, as only the person to be punished was determined.
And when I heard the fairy’s words, I could see that the words were true.
“It is a punishment right in the first place. If you feel uncomfortable, it is okay to delegate it to someone else.”
So it was decided that when punishing Midsummer, I would give my followers the right to be on the ground.
From Midsummer’s point of view, whoever hit me would feel bad, but at least I was relieved to think I had avoided it.
“Whew….”
It even seemed more relieved that Min Ha-yeon and Han Bom didn’t hit.
He decided that it was better to be beaten by someone he didn’t know than to be beaten by Min Ha-yeon or Han Bom.
“Okay… From now on, I will leave the midsummer punishment to my followers.”
“Whew….”
Midsummer sighed in relief at my decision and sat back down.
Midsummer only sighed, and she didn’t say thank you.
I wondered if I should correct my cheeky thoughts even now….
‘I can do something more fun later.’
Thinking so, she told Min Ha-yeon and Han Bom.
“And let’s take the night out and add some tougher penalties soon.”
Originally, ‘The Game of Thrones’ was not a fast-paced game.
It is a game in which you take the opponent’s cards one by one and change the cards to Faith to continue to decide who is the Lord.
However, 4 cards had already slipped out of my midsummer hand.
It was going too fast for a structure where the game ends when one person shakes them all off.
Everyone listened to me and nodded.
Except for one person….
“What the fuck… Increase the intensity?”
It would be news like a thunderbolt from the blue sky to increase the intensity from the position of midsummer, which was continuously hit on the forehead.
“Why? Do I hit you?”
“Papa, hurry up!”
So the game progresses, and….
“Fuck! Why the hell!”
I became a giver.
Midsummer shuddered and began to write down her punishments in her punishment statement.
The penalty was simple and clear.
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Spanking 5 spankings.
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“After a night out, spank me….”
And, of course, whoever gets it….
“Hey, go get hit in midsummer.”
“… Fuck.”
It was midsummer.
After the fairy sent Midsummer down to earth, she had one of her followers beat her on the buttocks.
Not just with hands, but with a stick….
Damn!
A light hitting sound that can be heard even above the clouds.
“Aaaaagh!”
Compared to my last night, it was in pretty good shape.
Seeing the weak scream….
So Midsummer came back above the clouds after being hit five times by my followers.
“Seed… Fuck….”
Midsummer grabs the hips that have already recovered.
Looking at that figure, it looked like it was enough to get a butt hit.
As I play the game again….
“Hey, Sung Soo-ho!!! You are cheating!!!”
This time, I became the main god, and Midsummer began to doubt me.
But the fairy said firmly.
“Ugh! How are you trying to slander the majestic Yggdrasil!”
If you think about it, the moment you doubt me, you will doubt the fairness of Yggdrasil at the same time.
Midsummer trembled at the fairy’s words and shouted.
“No matter how you think about it, it makes no sense! That bastard has never failed to draw a card!”
“… ? Is that the same for you?”
“Me… I’m different!”
What’s different? Crazy guy….
And Min Ha-yeon, who is the same as I thought, began to criticize with a smile.
“Yes, yes. You must be different. You can pick on girls, but I can’t date other guys. He is a handsome man.”
“Yeah, that’s different!”
“Buy like that for the rest of your life~”
“Keugh….”
At Min Ha-yeon’s criticism, Han Yeo-reum finally sat down with her body shaking.
It was the moment when the generosity that had been sowed so far shined.
However, the light was so strong, like nuclear fusion, that everything around it seems to have evaporated….
Watching the shivering midsummer, I waited for the sentence to be written.
And after all the sentences were written, the fairy opened her mouth.
“Haaaaa… Be bored. I’m going to vacate my seat for a while. Proceed on your own!”
After leaving the fairy with such irresponsible words, she disappeared.
Yggdrasil was in charge of this game anyway, so there was no big problem.
I asked via communication to select a sub-scene number.
‘What time is it in midsummer?’
[The number is … Number. The punishment is the punishment written by Ha-yeon Min.]
‘Ohh… What about mid-spring?’
[It’s number 2, and I have a sentence that doesn’t punish me.]
In other words, it was a story that Hanbom possesses Midsummer’s sentence.
It was a story that if Hanbom was chosen here, she would pass without incident.
Then….
“Well then, who made the choice this time….”
I smiled with a tense expression and opened my mouth.
“Number 1!”
“Uh!?”
It was none other than Min Ha-yeon who woke up in shock this time.
Min Ha-yeon began to tremble as she looked at the punishment door she was holding.
Looking at Min Ha-yeon like that, I smiled.
“Five… It’s Hayeon. What is the punishment?”
“That… Uh, butt spanking… 5 times….”
Min Ha-yeon began to notice her surroundings.
When the butt spanking came out earlier, Midsummer was beaten by the followers under the cloud.
From her point of view, she would think that she might suffer the same way.
It would be a shameful experience as a woman.
But I decided to give her a bigger figure.
I gestured to Min Ha-yeon and smiled at her.
“Come here.”
“… Phew”
Min Ha-yeon came up to me with a worried expression and forced a smile.
Can you hit me With a look like….
“Ha Yeon-ah.”
“Yes?”
And I like her….
“Now, put your hands on her table and stick her ass out to me.”
“Su, Suho. For a moment….”
Min Ha-yeon put her hands on her table casually and pushed her butt against me while putting on her anxious expression.
No one in South Korea could order Min Ha-yeon to stick her ass out.
… Ah, father-in-law, mother-in-law could do it.
And apart from those two, no one was Min Ha-yeon following these orders.
However, as of today, we decided to add one more person to that position.
I slapped Min Ha-yeon’s chubby butt with the palm of my hand and let out a cheerful sound.
Damn!
“Hey.”
The only thing that makes a sound is friction.
It won’t hurt that much.
But even so, Min Ha-yeon….
“Sung Soo-ho… You… Don’t let go….”
Perhaps because of the embarrassment of being spanked in front of Midspring and Midsummer, she blushed and started glaring at me.
But that kind of look was also art on the other hand.
Damn!
“Hey!”
Min Ha-yeon, who seemed to feel only pain earlier….
Wow!
“Huh!”
After one blow, she lowered her head and started convulsing with her pelvis shaking violently.
Like….
“Huh..Haha…. Shut up!”
Like having an orgasm….
Before hitting Min Ha-yeon more, I glanced at her mid-summer figure.
In the midsummer snow, Min Ha-yeon’s buttocks were hidden because of me.
But in midsummer’s eyes….
“Ha… Ha….”
I was able to see the expression of Min Ha-yeon, who was feeling her orgasm to the fullest.
And in my eyes invisible in midsummer….
Hehe, hand skills are the best.’
Min Ha-yeon’s jeans slowly began to get wet.
