277. Do you want to go with your brother to MT? 17

* * *

“Huh? Someone's in there? ”

Taeyoung was surprised and unzipped the other side's entrance. A two-person tent for girls was a summer structure with front and back entrances.

When Taeyoung opened the zip and looked inside, Seohyun, who was sitting behind him, quickly stole his mouth. Taeyoung was embarrassed that he had found out about the hunting plan, and was deeply annoyed that Seohyun was hiding from the crowd.

“Hey, Seo-hyun Park. Why are you eavesdropping on people's conversations? It will be said to be inside · · ·. ”

However, Seohyun did not answer like a mute who ate honey. In fact, there was something puffy in my mouth.

“What are you eating? ”

"Man, I was gonna spit it out, but why the fuck is he opening the door? ’

Seohyun, who was afraid to buy doubts unless he continued to answer, finally swallowed the semen that was in his mouth.

Gulp

“Khh.”

Seohyun, who had inhaled the filthy semen, frowned unconsciously.

Taeyoung mistakenly shouted.

“Hey! You drank during the day, right? ”

“No.”

“I saw what you just swallowed. ”

“Well, it's just snacks. ”

“What snack? Oh, it's on your lips. ”

‘Huff, fuck. ’

Taeyoung pointed at his lips, and Seohyun stole his mouth without even knowing it, and sucked his thumb.

“Yo, it was yogurt. ”

“Yogurt?”

“Yes, yogurt. I was starving. ”

“Well, if you're in there, you're going to be popular. What are you hiding and forgetting? Someone takes it away from you. ”

“I'm going to eat snacks in my tent. Why are you getting in my way? ”

Seohyun finally exploded in Taeyoung's point of crossing the line.

Still, it was a pity that she was so afraid to finish her job while she was doing Pelant.

“And you! Why are you opening a woman's tent like that? Are you a pervert?"

“Oh, no, I just · · · ·. ”

Taeyoung, who lost her words, stepped back and froze. It was completely different from Seo Hyun, who used to be quiet. Seohyun gave a solemn congratulatory order towards Tae Feng.

“Be sure to close the zipper. The wind's coming in.”

“I'm sorry. ”

Tae Young pleaded with me while unzipping.

“But Seo-hyun, will you keep our comrades' hunt tonight a secret from the other girls? ”

“Why would I? ”

“Just close your eyes for once. Are we someone else?”

“Uh, someone else. ”

“Really, Seo-hyun? ”

“I'm an unfaithful woman who hides and forgets yogurt by herself. All right, just close the door. ”

Taeyoung, who closed the back door, approached him with an embarrassing face. Stun at the entrance was sitting on the floor, repairing the zipline.

“Brother, what should I do? I don't even know if Seo Hyun is inside. ”

“What's what? Get ready to sell your face to the academics and join the dance team, or I'll wipe my feet and go to sleep. ”

“Woof! Don't talk like that. You're in this together. ”

“Honestly, I'm not interested in dance. ”

Of course, it was true that he was interested in reporting that dance and students were nearby. However, this was not a situation that would have diverted the power of physical exercise and the achievements that should have been achieved inside.

Moments of choice and focus.

He chose greatness over Newface.

‘You can lose it anytime you want. ’

It was a conceited idea that I could do because it was a lesson to fuck women like pulling out my stuff in my pocket.

After all, Tae Young's ambitious plan was in danger of becoming stranded on the reef before it even began. Even the Ace I believed in was dark, and I was about to be branded as an illiterate patient who came to hunt.

When Taeyoung died, Jung Yin picked up the lunch box from the main office tent.

“Dear Daohun. I brought you some too, if you want to join us. ”

“Really? Thank you, Jung Ming. I was hungry. ”

“What are you doing here? I noticed the boys are eating on the way over. ”

“· · · Not very tasty. ”

“Really? What's the big deal? Seo-hyun, let's eat. ”

While Jung Jing opened the lunch box on the floor, Taun, Seohyun and Taeyoung sat around. While everyone was opening their lunch boxes, Tae-young, who was beating the bruises, asked if she was uncomfortable.

“Are you really not going to eat? If you don't want to bring your lunch box, should I bring it to you? ”

Seo Hyun stood up to the consideration of the tone.

“Yep. Don't you have hands or feet? They'll take care of themselves. ”

“You must still be hungry · · ·. Or do you want to share something with me? ”

Jung Yin began to put his food on the lid of the lunchbox, whether he felt sorry for Tae-young who was starving. The doctrine that was watching him leaned toward the heart of the two people's words.

‘As expected, our conscience is the best. You're a good person.Pretty girls sure have nice personalities, too. ’

“Jeong Yin, your manners are getting worse. Don't give it to me. Hey, Tae-young Jung. Go to your tent. Why are you bothering me here? ”

Taeyoung was furious with Pinzan, Seohyun.

Dance and Hunting fell anyway.

“What do I care if it's South Korea or not? I'm not here to see you. I'm here for you. ”

“Then don't bother getting your lunch box! Why do you take away the love of your life? ”

“Can't you eat what someone else gives you? He's probably hiding and forgetting yogurt because he's so hungry. Listening to other people's conversations. ”

Jung Yin suddenly tilted her head when she saw the two people in quarrel.

“Yogurt? Did Seohyun have yogurt? ”

“Uh, uh. No, in the bag. ”

“Really?"

When the atmosphere got weird, there was a lesson worse than that.

“Hey! What's wrong with you eating? You guys think I'm super comfortable? ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. ”

“I'm sorry, brother. ”

“And Taeyoung, let me see you for a second. ”

Taeyoung bowed his head and followed Taeyoung as he stood up with his lunch box. Seohyun explained to me why Jung Yin is English. Except for yogurt, of course.

Learned to go back far behind the tree asked Taeyoung.

“Taeyoung Jung.”

“Yep.”

“Are you getting away with being nice to your brother? ”

“No, I'm not.”

“What's Hunting yelling about when he eats? You're wasting your time. ”

“I'm sorry."

Taeyoung held a tight stance.

He recalled the rigorous spirit of gymnastics, and thought he might be frozen by a lesson. However, he said something unexpected instead of scolding him.

“Do you really want to meet a girl? ”

“Yes?”

“Or why are you acting like such a hopeless person? Don't look.”

Taeyoung replied honestly to what he said.

“· · · You probably don't know because you're popular. ”

“What?”

“Well, technically, it's cold food from my fellow boys' department. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

Taeyoung opened his mouth as if he were determined.

“Girls don't treat our comrades like men. ”

“Hmm."

The lesson was hot.

It was because of the thought that the cause of Tae Young's dissatisfaction might have come from him. The first graders, of course, were chasing chickens because they held the eighth woman by their own tights.

All for one.

The building of the kingdom of Harem is inevitably followed by complaints from men who have been eliminated.

Taeyoung, who was filled with words, said openly.

“I don't think we can help it if the girls like you. What can they do if they don't leave their backs? ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“But we just got to college, and we want to do CCs. ”

“Is that why you wanted to hunt? ”

“Yes, if it's us. I don't have a lot of ladies up top, but at least a lot of girls in my class don't treat us like men. I can't even hold a woman's hand and go to the army. ”

When he listened to Taeyoung, his conscience was slightly pierced.

When I think about it, it was taken away from me by Tae-young who was illuminating the woman.

His ideal type, BJ Haseo Yun, also ate the hola party, and went to the temple and even accepted his Waseda exchange student, Ryoko.

“But the hunting plan that I have set up is chohyun up to · · ·. I got excited without knowing. ”

“Tsk, tsk.”

“I'm so sorry, bro. ”

“You really do want a girl. ”

“I told you.”

“Since Seo Hyun is a dancer anyway, the atmosphere has crossed the water, what should I do · ·. ”

He wanted to give poor Tae-young a chance.

‘I can't help it. We have no choice but to get help from a delay. ’

“What about art? ”

“Yes? Art department? ”

Taeyoung was surprised by what he said. I followed him, prepared to be scolded, and he offered me a tempting offer like a loathsome bread.

“Yeah. Art department came here, too. Less than dance, but worse still. ”

“What about art and hunting? ”

“It's not a hunt. Yeah, let's call it a blast. ”

“Do you know anyone? ”

“Uh, a classmate of mine, I have a contact number. ”

“Oh! I knew it, brother! ”

“Don't make a fuss, man. I can't help it if I don't ask. ”

“Sir, I'm going to have to ask you. I'm looking forward to our comrades. ”

“Okay. We'll talk when we get back to you. ”

“Yes, sir! ”

Taeyoung lifted up her teachings like a savior.

I don't even know why he's doing himself favors.

* * *

National University gym education and students who had resolved their lunch with the lunch box gathered together on a set signal. He pressed on the red hat that had been airborne somewhere and opened his mouth after arranging the students who were standing clumsily.

“Nice to meet you. I'm Lee Do-hoon from 15th grade. ”

“Wow! He's handsome. ”

“Awesome!”

“Shh."

Learner puts her finger on her mouth, and the crowd quiets down in an instant. He was blindfolded with sunglasses and had a solemn military ambience.

“You're not here to play, are you? ”

“Yep.”

“MT is a training for growing membership. Motivation is said to thrive under extreme circumstances. ”

He weighed as much as he could and engraved his precautions during training as he would obey the instructor's orders. In the appearance of serious lessons that were different from usual, everyone felt that nervous and intense MT put up a barrier.

“So let's start with warming up. Spread your arms. 100 jumps. ”

“Yes? ”

“Can't you hear me? ”

“No!”

“Start 100 times. ”

Picpivik

When he put the whistle on, more than 40 students started jumping in unison. However, no matter how many times I majored in sports, it was a huge group from the meadow.

Huff-puff was distracted by the students.

Picvivik

“Ninety!”

Picvivik

“A hundred!”

Eventually, one student who had lost his mind joined the last number without even knowing it. The buyer of the doctrine twists fiercely.

“Did you just say bag? Don't you know the last part of PT doesn't speak? ”

“I'll do my best.”

“Of course you do. Then start again 100 times. ”

“Oh, come on. ”

“I feel sick.”

“I've decided, very much. ”

Complaints erupted among fourth-graders who participated in the freezing. Unlike other grades, those who were admissions motivators like Taun were very unworthy of the frown they received from their comrades.

However, he raised the number again without feeling.

“120 times.”

“Hey! That's enough. ”

“So, what kind of punishment are we here for? ”

“150."

Increasingly, people's expressions became stiff in an unusual atmosphere.

Instructor's order on MT is absolute. As we continued to open it, he was poised to increase the number indefinitely.

“Then start 150 times. ”

Beep Bibik

The PTGymnastics continued endlessly.

Take a break.

While the students who had already become exhausted were hanging out on the floor, the junior president and vice chairman found lessons to burn cigarettes in the distance.

“Hey, Lee Dou Hoon. Aren't you being a little harsh? Give me the lighter.”

“Yes, you were a bit harsh. ”

He set fire to the Holy Water's cigarette. I also did not forget to glance at Mayumi, the Dean of the Association through sunglasses.

‘Mayumi, it's been a while. Should he push tonight? How many do we have to deal with? ’

“I was going to put you out of school for the third and fourth grade. ”

“Really?"

The holy water has turned pale. Even the strongest of them all seem to have been beaten up by the same old fool.

“I'm actually quite burdened. They have motives, and they're ahead of me. But if you start outing them from the beginning, they'll complain about the second grade. ”

“Well, that should do it. I've been working out for a while. ”

“Sung-soo, smoke over there. ”

“Oh, sorry. ”

“Instead, prepare dinner for the third and fourth grade. I'll make sure the underlings are upset in the meantime. ”

“Yes, this is what fitness and MT should look like. I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. I just got out of jail. ”

Yummi was curious when he heard about the army.

“Are men trained like this every day in the military? ”

The question of Yumi, who doesn't know his army well, was exaggerated by the Holy Water.

“Of course, it's not easy being a Korean soldier. 300 push-ups per day on a 10km mountain walkway is standard. ”

“Wow · · ·. ”

Yumi misunderstood the source of her energy.

‘Somehow my health was over normal. This is what the Army says about being a man. · · · ’

“Oh, right. How many minutes of rest do you have left? ”

“Five minutes ago. ”

“I have to go to the bathroom. Take care of her at the very least. ”

As Holy Water ran to the Bathroom, Yummi, who was left alone, trembled as if he had waited.

“Instructor. You'll have a drink with me after training, right? ”

“Huh?"

“I was beaten by day, so I must repay you by night. ”

“Isn't there another girl in your tent? ”

“Hehe. It's even more thrilling outside the tent. ”

Yumi went to her senses to learn.

Taun is getting restless by the overwhelming demands of women.

‘Looks like we're going to need to clear some traffic. I'm running out of five bodies right now. ’

Done

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