Chapter 257 – Collar
Shoot ah-
The wind is good.
Climbing up the steep mountain road, they stopped at the top of the hill.
The wind that swept up the ridge from the bottom of the hill was damp and moist.
The clouds were scattered here and there like rice straw torn with a rake – and the sun caught on the ridge was scattering red sunset rays everywhere.
Feeling relieved, Marjorie inhaled the sunset-smelling air into her nostrils.
Her red hair blows in all directions in the wind.
Feeling free at first glance.
“Should we set up camp around here? Or shall we look elsewhere?”
When Seo-joon looked back at her and asked, Lee suddenly made her shoulders tremble.
Not only she, but the rest of her party licked her lips and looked at each other.
“Shall we take a break? Or should I walk some more?”
“Do you have someone to eat? If you’re hungry, why don’t you eat here?”
“A dry and simple meal? Or- should I boil the soup?”
Questions continued throughout the day.
Seo-jun was always the subject of the question.
Every time he asked a question- the party was often startled.
Ask two questions and force an answer.
Either way.
There was no discussion whatsoever.
When Seo-jun asks, someone answers.
The answer was different each time.
Once from Neyman, once from Marjorie, and on rare occasions from Ian, Lily and Monica.
In that case- the party accepted it as it was without raising any objection.
Then, the person who answered took on a slightly anxious expression.
Is this right-? Question to do.
If you think about it, it’s nothing special, even though it’s a trivial matter-. Like a chick that came out of the fence for the first time, you can’t erase your anxiety.
“…Then here-. Shall we make camp?”
At Neiman’s words- the party nodded without a doubt.
One by one, I put down my clothes and started looking for a flat ground. It was to pitch a tent.
I picked out a stone that could stab my back – and I flattened the soil.
Since I bought dried rice and beef jerky-, I don’t think there’s any need to hunt. It would be ok to make soup.
They spread their tents and made a fire, sat by the fire, and some went into the bush to empty their urinals.
Marjorie sat down by the fire and took off her boots.
Gradually the scorching heat went away-even though the autumn wind was blowing-it was always arduous to climb the mountain with a haengjang on one’s back.
As she kneaded the sweaty white soles of her feet, she glanced at Bella as she clung to Seo-jun.
Oh my brother… Let’s do it···. Huh? Let’s go…
It was clear what he was trying to do. Even if she shook her hand saying that she had become Seo-joon – Bella was steadfast.
Her hand goes into Seo-jun’s pants dance. She holds it in her hand and shakes it.
Seo-joon’s eyebrows, which had been expressionless all along, could be seen wriggling.
It would have accumulated a lot.
Whenever he had a chance, he shoved his cock into Marjorie’s crotch and shook her waist- it was obvious that her balls would be very heavy now that she couldn’t do that.
Bella is trying to seduce him somehow, but Seo-joon was still holding on.
But for Marjorie, who knew how strong his lust was – he knew he would have a hard time resisting.
You probably won’t be patient for long. All the more because there was no reason to be patient.
Her hunch was right.
Seojun got up. Seo-joon’s hand wrapped around Bella’s waist and lifted her up.
Oh-
Seo-joon glances at this side.
Black eyes that can feel the heat. Their eyes met, and Marjorie quickly lowered her gaze to the floor.
“…Wait a minute to pee.”
“Ah, yes. Come on, bro.”
Seo-joon pats Ian’s shoulder and goes into the bush.
Bella put a smile on her lips and took her into Seo-joon’s arms – the nape of his neck – and kissed her lips. Then she looks over his shoulder at the women, including Margery.
As if I had won—the face with a smile on its face was very hateful.
You’re going to-. Gear nose.
It seems I really couldn’t stand it anymore.
All sorts of emotions flashed in her green eyes.
No, let’s not have regrets… It doesn’t matter to me anymore.
Marjorie lowered her gaze again, closing her eyes tightly and pulling out the jerky.
I was chewing on the beef jerky – I felt sad for no reason.
I wanted to see my younger siblings.
How are you-? At least until she left, her face was getting better. She must be doing well.
Farming -, raising a family -. They also gave birth to beautiful children…
Shall we go back…? I thought about it for a while, but it didn’t last long.
The moment you return to that village, your dream of becoming a gold-plated mercenary is the same as giving up.
It was doubtful whether Seo-joon would let him go even if he went back.
Although she said it was freedom, she felt as if an invisible leash was connected to Seo-jun.
She knew perfectly well that if he would slap-slap her cunt and say shh-shh- the pee bag would open on its own.
“Would you like a drink?”
I let out a deep sigh in frustration, but Neiman approached me.
This man with a friendly smile gave Marjorie quite a sense of security.
Because it was Neiman who cut off the leash that was tied to Seo-jun.
“···Thank you.”
Marjorie took the canteen Neyman had given her and opened it – a sour smell of alcohol. It seems that the water is too strong.
I just took a sip.
When alcohol enters the throat, it warms the inside and makes you feel better.
When I returned the canteen, Neyman sat back-to-back about a hand away from Marjorie.
“Do you want to see your younger siblings?”
“Yes···?”
Sitting by the fire, Neiman pouted his beard and smiled lightly. You can see the depth of his face – he muttered.
“… Did you see that on her face?”
“When you do mercenary work, you meet all kinds of human groups. There must be only one or two people who miss their hometown—and their family.”
Margery nodded his head.
She, too, had left her hometown of the North with her grand ambitions, but shed tears at the piercing loneliness and longing of her first day in a cramped inn.
“Do you have anything to remember them?”
“Ah···.”
At his question- Marjorie glanced at the leather armor she usually wore.
That was the first gift given by the first and second. At that time, Margery, who did not wear her armor and flaunted her powerlessness, often got scratches everywhere.
No matter how trivial the wound was, it was a gift that the two of them collected the commission fee and gave her as a gift in the hope that she wouldn’t get hurt anymore.
“It’s a nice piece of armor.”
“···Yes?”
Marjorie Betsy laughed.
Neyman laughed lightly at that laugh.
He takes a sip of his drink and mumbles.
“Marjorie, you. I am not a woman to be treated like that. Beautiful enough—a wonderful woman. At least in my eyes it is.”
“…”
Margery widened her eyes and rubbed her toes. For some reason, for some reason, his chest felt numb.
“And strong. Don’t be discouraged. I want you to be as confident as before. Because I liked you better then.”
It was a pleasant word.
Margery tucked his legs together and pursed his lips.
“… Then- and thank you.”
“What?”
Neiman patted Marjorie on the shoulder. For an instant, she felt that his hands were quite large.
Right at that moment-.
Haaang…! Seo, Seo-Jun, it!
A groaning voice could be heard from within the bushes.
The sound was suddenly reduced, probably because he had closed his mouth immediately, but the sound of skin crashing, academic studies, and hot breathing as he got stuck in his cock was still the same.
“Kuhm… Then go to sleep.”
Neiman was about to get up when Marjorie grabbed him by the wrist.
“Eh, Marjorie?”
“…Mi, I’m sorry.”
Margery bowed her head.
However, she couldn’t let go of her hand gripping Neyman’s wrist. Is it because of drunkenness? No, it was more fundamental than that.
Ah- ang- ss- keud- heung-
Strange breathing sounds from within the bush. The sound of water hitting the pubic bone.
Marjorie’s breathing became more and more rapid.
What she hadn’t expected was that, as much as her Seojun had accumulated to the point that her balls were becoming heavy, she was also piling up.
The body that had been tamed by Seo-jun was subconsciously indulging in subservience and pleasure. Like drug addicts with holes in her brain do – her body was desperate for it.
I’ve been ignoring it for so long.
Her body was laid on her man’s body, smelling her man’s body, and she wanted to be beaten like a bitch. Yesterday – Today too.
And now in front of her is a man who clearly has a crush on her.
Maybe she has a guy who can solve this problem for her.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
“Oh, marjorie-! Uh, where are you going…!”
Marjorie dragged Neyman into a shady bush.
To a place where no one can see them – no one can hear them.
At some point, she stops, looks at her floor, and exhales excitedly.
Glancing – she looked into Neyman’s eyes – put her hand on her button.
Took-
The buttons are released one by one at the end of her fingertips.
“Eh, marjori…?”
Even Lee breathe out of mandible-hot breath and dropped her clothes on the floor.
She took off all the top and bottom, took off the boots, and stood in front of Nay far.
A white woman standing in a dark bush. Marjorie.
Gulp-
Nayman’s neck was shaken.
