Chapter 8 – Scar Rate (2)
One.
After using the rabbit hole to move to a convenience store near the guild, I quickly bought soju and blew the bottle.
The reason I drank bottled soju, whose memory fades even after drinking three glasses of soju, was because I thought I would only be able to muster up the courage to brew a ska rate when I was drunk.
After barely stopping the regurgitation of alcohol because she couldn’t accept it, and after emptying the entire bottle of soju in one go, the strong smell of alcohol and drunkenness… No, courage began to creep up.
Because she had been marinated in Scar Rate’s body temperature until just now, her alcohol energy quickly returned. I felt that my thoughts were getting dull and my ideas were changing one-dimensionally.
“Uh, first of all, I have to go quickly…”
If you don’t go quickly, Scar will set the guild on fire. Let’s go ahead and think about how to cook it.
I threw the empty bottle in the trash, and immediately returned to the boiler room where the scar rate would be by using the rabbit hole. It took less than a minute to go through this series of processes, and during that short time, Scar Rate was preparing to set fire to the guild.
This crazy bitch
At first glance, the small flame burning above Ska Rait’s right hand looked damn dangerous. It was destined that the entire building would turn into an inferno the moment those flames hit the floor or walls.
I had to block that much, so I reflexively kicked Scar Lait’s small back with my foot.
No matter how reflexive it was, kicking a ska rate was an act that I couldn’t have. The power of alcohol was great.
“Awesome!”
As an F-Class Awakener, it’s normal for my kicks to have no effect on Skar Rait, but for some reason she stumbled unsightly with her feeble screams.
Kwa Dang Tang!
Five.
As her upper body bowed down, she naturally took the posture of sticking her big buttocks wrapped in the elastic.
I don’t know if it was because she was drunk, but when I saw her ass lifted up and in a position where it wouldn’t hurt to fuck her right away, blood started to flow to her lower body.
I never thought I’d feel this primal urge against Scar Rate. Because I live, there are all these things.
Up until now, to me, Scar Rate was a monster dressed as a beauty. However, now that she was so drunk that it was a bit difficult for her to distinguish between her sarcasm, she looked like a woman.
Shibal··· The performance of soju is certain. Ugh… Anyway, how can I get rumors that this crazy bitch is well cooked…
I was seriously thinking about that while looking down at her buttocks, but Skarate started making excuses to me by gently shaking her hips, which were more prominent with her high-legged thongs, as if to seduce me.
“Lord, Master? You haven’t abandoned me either! I don’t know that, and I’m so sad…”
Listening to the excuses with her hips turned toward her instead of her face, it seemed as if her butt was making excuses for me.
No matter how much she drank, her visceral fear of Skarate did not disappear. But when I thought her hips were looking at me and making excuses, I didn’t feel any fear.
For now, Ska rate’s opinion was not important, and it was a little annoying to interfere with her butt making noise while I was thinking about it.
Noisy bitch should cover her mouth.
I put my hand over the chubby pussy mound that seemed to stick out a little because of the high-legged cheeks. It was because the buttocks were talking, and it looked like a mouth.
I only used the rabbit hole on my right hand, which was placed on the pussy mound, and immediately canceled the ability. Then, it became a particle of light, but a white spark flew from his right hand.
Dismissed! Paperweight!
I didn’t miss the gap where the spark was still in my right hand, and I touched Scar Rate’s pussy as it was.
Paperweight!
“You’re thinking of burning them all?!”
The moment he lightly stroked her cunt with his right hand, white sparks rode up Skar Lait’s cunt and entered her body, riding up her spine.
A sudden shock of electricity spurred Scar Rate on, licking the floor with her cheeks, and her startled cunt spurted an inexplicable spurt of pew-v-v-tide.
“Eek, ehug ♡ Heuuu ♡”
Looking down from above, I saw Skar Rait shaking her waist, saliva dripping from her mouth. It seemed perfectly climaxed.
Flying to her consciousness, she couldn’t help but tilt her head in wonder at the sight of Skar Layte squeezing her toes in the climax.
What is this Why are you so overreacting?
Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever used Spark, a by-product of this rabbit hole, on a human.
I used it when I used it consecutively against the monsters in the dungeon to make them angry or to create gaps. Where can I write to people?
Considering that even monsters the size of a house in an S-class dungeon reacted sensitively to this small spark, it didn’t seem unreasonable for Scar Rate to react so hypersensitively.
Anyway, it’s different from what I thought, but when I thought that I had lost the scar rate, her tension was relieved for a moment and her fatigue rushed. I was not feeling well because of the alcohol, so I took a hard breath to catch up with her.
“Haa… Haa… Uh, uh. Fuck…”
Every time I exhaled, the smell of alcohol came up inside me. The smell of alcohol made him get drunk faster, and the temperature in the boiler room was also high due to the mana that Scar Rate had inadvertently released, so his body condition deteriorated quickly.
“Uh, uh fuck… I’m going to fuck up like this, really.”
I had to deal with this situation before I lost my mind. A number of circumstances combined to get drunk at a much faster rate than expected. He was literally drunk.
The alcohol he drank to gain courage caused his anger.
According to the original plan, after I borrowed the power of alcohol and scolded Scar Rait for his wrong love for me, I won’t meet you until I pray that I was wrong, and if I can’t overcome my anger and set fire to the guild, I’ll never be in front of you again. I tried to induce an apology by driving a nail in that he wouldn’t show up…
Scar’s easy-birthing butt ruined it all.
Because the waistline connected to the heart-shaped buttocks seen from above was too hot, even though I had no intention of doing so, it ended up in this situation.
Besides, even if I managed to fix it somehow, I couldn’t go back to the original plan because I was drunk. That’s why I had to completely stop the plan and get out of here.
Scar Layte showed no sign of coming to her senses, and it looked as if I would soon let her go as well. It’s been a long time since I reached my limit, but I was desperately holding on to her spirit.
“This, first of all… Uh-wook. Home, let’s go home… I don’t want anyone else to see it…”
Muttering into the air, I put my hand on Skar Lait’s back. Her body was still trembling.
To be honest, I didn’t want to take Scar to my house.
But I’d rather take this bitch passed out in her boiler room with her assistant wrapped around her, rather than spreading weird rumors from people who found out through CCTV that it was me who she last met. .
She didn’t like rumors about her having sex with a ska rate, even though rumors were that she was a horny, dick-pumping pervert, and she had no image to go down any further.
“Fuck… The first guest I greet after moving in is Scar Layte… Ugh. Life is such a fucking mess…”
Swearing in disbelief, I made my way home using the rabbit hole.
The place I moved was on the bed. Because I have a bad sleeping habit, I chose a king size so that I would not fall off while sleeping.
After collapsing on the bed, my strength kept draining away, and soma came rushing in.
“Ah… I have to go somewhere else to sleep…
My eyelids closed before I had even finalized the idea of putting the Scar Rate elsewhere.
Right before I lost my mind like that, I had a strong thought that I had forgotten something important.
I couldn’t recall what it was.
2.
“…”
Black dead eyes stared at the screen in the CCTV room. On the screen, the image of Pastor being dragged by Scar Rate’s violent hand was playing.
“…”
Click.
Then, when the two went down to the basement where there was no CCTV, the video was played from the beginning.
Ia Rhys, who played the clip of Pastor being dragged by Scar Rate in front of the infirmary over and over again 23 times, tried to press the play button once more.
“Commissioner, please say something…! I think I’m going to choke to death…!”
Because he was a manager who had a certain level of friendship with Ia Reese, he was able to make a plea like this.
Iaris, who is kind to everyone, regardless of rank, would not ignore her requests to come and go and ask about her current status with greetings.
The manager’s wish was shattered when he met the eyes of Iaris, who turned his head like a machine and stared at him with dead eyes.
The administrator experienced firsthand that when faced with darkness beyond cognition, humans lose their minds with extreme fear.
My body vibrated, the teeth of my half-open mouth clashing against each other. The manager could instinctively feel that what was in front of him was a monster, not a human.
The monster raised a single-syllable question with dead eyes.
“······What?”
“Hey!”
The moment the sound filled with mana reached his ears, the manager lost his mind.
“Higuh…”
Dump.
The S-class Awakener’s life that couldn’t be captured could lightly stun an ordinary C-class Awakener.
Ia Reese, who turned her eyes away from the administrator who was fainting and wet her skirt, played the video once again.
“…”
The moment her 24th play was over, she asked. At the same time, she screamed Quah Aang! And all the screens in the CCTV room exploded.
“You dare to take my Paster… You narcissistic fucker who thinks the world revolves around you…!”
