753. You can grind a Face.3

The faces of the three women looking at him were subtly disfigured.

First, Ms. Kim.

"What the hell, that stupid fart? ’

He was taller than the other athletes.

I was standing in the top corner, but I could see it from the beginning.

The average height of a South Korean 20-year-old male is 174.

Hobby players also did not deviate significantly from the average.

He was also handsome because he often went to the broadcasting or entertainment industry more often than Hopa if he was tall.

But his height is 185.

Plus, when I saw the big one, the first thing I felt was "big."

The tight-looking muscular body of the shoulders and suit that were crumpled to the left and to the right gave an image of a shrunken warrior.

However, Kim was more likely to reveal a handsome, realistic man than a big man. Kim, who had never been loved by a man in his entire life, was secretly holding a strong inferiority and hostility towards him.

Therefore, he preferred a small and weak man who was able to swing as much as he wanted, rather than a strong man. I felt a strange pleasure in ruling such a man. Earlier, I asked the first player if she was cute, and it was a question that took her taste into consideration.

To Ms. Kim, the lesson was somewhat disgusting.

The ugly face makes you feel even more threatened. The lesson now seems more like a gangster than a hog player. It seemed like you had taken an ignorant and uneducated fighter.

‘I should just rip off the girl who said the water is good here. What's the best place to eat like that? ’

Kim turns her head as if she didn't have anything else to see, and the purifier who was looking at her flicks the bread.

“Honey, what are you doing here? ”

I was a little embarrassed by the hostile question before the introduction.

What, what? ’

“Yes?”

“I don't think I'm the right size to play. What kind of guts are you here for? ”

It was embarrassingly straightforward.

No matter how many guests came to play, it was too uncleanness to insult me in front of my face. The other players' faces hardened as if they had been humiliated. In particular, Hyunsung, the shooter of the doctrine, revealed a feeling as unpleasant as a fist wrapped around him.

Taunt of Purification made me think.

"Oh, I'm going through all kinds of shit. Do you want to put up with this? ’

[Be wise to hand it over. They don't know who you are. · · · · for missions.]

He had a fever in his belly, but this was also considered part of the mission. He smiled quietly, saying that he would not spit on his smiling face.

“Haha, I may not be the size of a waku, but I am the size of a waku. ”

Immature children who were watching him quietly for a witty answer looked at him with interesting eyes. In fact, even though her ugly teachings were not very appealing, there was a repulsive reaction to the cleanser feeding the Kusari publicly. Premature children advocate for lessons.

“That's funny. What are the other sizes? What's your name? ”

“It's Lee Jungwook, sis. ”

“Are you so confident? ”

“What do you expect me to believe? There's only one thing to do! ”

Taun confidently stretched out his chest and showed off his overwhelming back teeth. Originally, premature people were lighter than their faces, especially men who were good at night. I don't know what else she sees, but the lesson seems to be a good one. And of course, there are times when it's different from life force.

‘Besides, I don't want to see a cleaning lady installed. ’

Above all, the Purifier wanted to enhance her bouquet with the fact that she shot him. They were incompatible with water and oil.

“Lee Jungwoo? I like the name. ”

“Sister?”

“Why? Do I need to notice you when I make my partner decisions? ”

The atmosphere became hazy when premature.

Players waited quietly for their customers to decide.

Choice is the guest's authority. It was a rule not to interfere too much.

Kim said as if she was mediating.

“Just get the babies out of here. I'll call you when it's decided.”

“Yep.”

As the line-up of athletes headed for Hyunsung left the room, the remaining three women discussed each other.

“What do you want to do? Why are you guys picking on me like that? ”

“Don't you think I can pick out a guy I like? ”

“You really like that ignorant kid? ”

“Why? I looked fine. I don't eat men's faces. ”

“Phew. My sister is too bright. ”

The Purifier makes fun of you. The atmosphere cools down again.

“Me? Just you? ”

“I beg your pardon?”

“You said you have more dolling these days. Returning single or crazed single. ”

“Hey, sis! ”

“Stop it! ”

Boom!

Finally, Ms. Kim slapped the glass on the table.

I didn't pay to see another man fight in his own backyard.

“I'm sorry."

“I overstepped. Sorry."

A formal apology came and went, Kim said.

“Honestly, I don't like this store. All the way to Allchoise, and you screw with people like this? I think he sees us as totally outcasts. ”

“That's right. Let's just move the store. Is there a hog here or what? My goodness.”

“No.”

Kim shakes her head horizontally.

“Why would I? You want me to move the store again at this hour and start choice? I don't like that either. What about the money you already paid for the drinks? ”

“Really?"

“Let's get serious. ”

“Really?"

“Just play it cool. It's not like we're gonna be here twice anyway, right? What are they gonna do? ”

In Ms. Kim's suggestion, the two of them noticed each other.

It was no different from what I proposed for today, Ms. Kim.

Perhaps it is a time when lust aroused by frustration.

Her strong lust was unbearable to both of them, but once she received it, she rented it to Hopa for a few days.

“Is that okay with you? ”

“What do you think? This isn't a nice place. ”

Generally, I cover up my loving guests.

It was difficult to keep up with the table manners and get out easily in the second round.

However, there were many places where they did not play well. Soon the three of them united and gathered their opinions.

“Yes. We even made it to Allchois, but we have to pick out the pieces. ”

“Then who are you going to pick? ”

“No wings, and I'm the cute one who came in last. It looks neat.”

“Then I'll choose Minho, the fourth time I've come in. He was the best. ”

“Yeah, she looks just like your ex-husband. ”

“Oh, my God! ”

“I'm kidding. I'm kidding. What's your problem? I'll call him Jungwoo then. ”

“That rotten telegraph stand? ”

“Really? I don't think he is. ”

“Why? You just seem naive. Honestly, I wonder what you believe and why you're a player. ”

“Khh. Sis. In my experience, being big doesn't make you big. ”

“If you don't like it, you can take it off. What's that?”

“So we're doing Choice? ”

* * *

The lesson of returning to the waiting room was comforting.

“Are you offended? ”

“Just fine. ”

“Lighten up, man. There are many more truths. That's good enough. ”

“Is that so?"

“Of course. We had guests who knew what we were paying for, who were giving us a banquet. ”

“The flagship ceremony?”

“Yeah, you know, just taking it off. Round, round, round, round, round, round, round, round. At least that's him. ”

“It's okay. I'm a little prepared. ”

“You're quite the mentor. Well, there are occasional opportunities to go to Choice, so good luck with that. But that was a good response. It's embarrassing for us to be angry there. ”

When Hyunsung comforted him, the door to the waiting room opened and the deacon pushed out his face.

“Minho Kim, Hyeon-seong Lee · · · And Jeong-woo Lee, What else is Jung-woo? ”

“New to our box. ”

“Oh, yeah? Anyway, three choices-- room three. ”

“Room three? The pig? ”

“Who's the chewy pig with the customers? She looks rich, so cook her well. Looks like you took the watermelon. ”

“Me? Fuck you. Somehow I had a bad dream last night. ”

He was surprised to hear that he was elected.

‘Who? That pig couldn't have picked me. Is that her? ’

He recalls an immaturity that was favorable to him.

The nearby athletes congratulate him as he trembles.

“Aye, Choice in virginity! ”

“You don't know what people like, do you? ”

“Well done. Don't make that mistake. ”

Most of the players in the box of lessons congratulated them.

However, he and the other boxers did not deserve to have Choice as their first lesson today.

“What the hell is that? ”

“Don't be so fucking ugly. ”

“What, are you being pushed by that guy? ”

Reality couldn't stand being ridiculed by its own team members as representatives.

“Hey, what did you just say? ”

“I'm what? Can't you just be annoyed? ”

“Hey, Kim Hyun-seong. Are you jerking off in front of your brother? ”

The atmosphere in the waiting room suddenly became harsh.

It happens all the time, but a handful of chosen ones and a number of disqualified emotions have to be exacerbated. Even when he was full of guests, he reflected on almost half of his studies, and the players who were not given Choice were in such a difficult situation to be threatened by their livelihoods.

When I stepped out from the other box to the oldest brother because I was old, I had no choice but to back off. The chief who saw him said, kicking his tongue.

“Hey, what are you guys doing? Aren't you going to have guests? Get your ass over here.”

She left the waiting room and told him.

“Never mind. They're not elected. ”

“I'm fine. ”

In his reply, Hyunsung clapped his shoulders.

“I knew it was a mentorship. ”

She took Choice and advised me to head to my room.

“Be as grumpy as you can when you go in. You know what I mean. I like to think there's no such thing as pride. ”

“Yes.”

“You're going to be a lot tougher than you think. Just remember, all we have to do is make money. You get 30,000 won an hour just for drinking next to me. Why would you do that? ”

“Yes.”

Taun was impressed by the fact that he was first seen today.

‘Even at the bottom of this, some people are surprisingly persistent. I thought he was a bad guy at first. ’

[You talk rough, but you look good.]

‘Yeah, well, I'm sure not all of you are bad at this. ’

When he arrived in front of room 3, he asked three people before he knocked.

“If you guys do well today, you'll get a second free pass. ”

“The second?”

“Yeah, I just picked him up. It doesn't matter if all three of you fall asleep. ”

“Aren't they married? ”

“I don't think so. I heard it roughly when I was driving. One's an old maid, one's a spinster. The other one doesn't seem to matter if it's a sleepover. So be good. Women are hot. And you.”

The chief picked up on the lesson.

“Me?”

“Yeah. You're new, right? ”

“Yes.”

“There's a word for beginner's luck in gambling. It's not uncommon to get choiced just like you. So good luck with that. Empty the liquor yourself. ”

“Spirits · · · ·. ”

“That way you can kiss my ass. Not again. I'll catch up with you next time. ”

“Yep. Got it. ”

It was all business entertainment, but it was a structure that took care of its own interests thoroughly. Madame runs the shop, the director brings in a guest, the player takes the money from the guest. The money went back up and took a commission.

“Sure. You ready? ”

Knock-knock.

“You're in! ”

* * *

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a cigarette.

With the exception of the water in the middle, two people sat curling up cigarettes in pairs.

“You in the middle. You're with the Queen. ”

“Yep!"

He replied vigorously and sat by the watering hole with a bright face. The impression that had been crumpled up until just now had changed.

‘Hey, that's a pro. If I were you, I wouldn't give you a million dollars to make a face. ’

“And you're with me. ”

The woman who was placing the player told me the last time.

“Far be it from you to premature sister. ”

I nodded and sat next to a woman called Immature.

She wears a short skirt and twists her legs, her thighs clearly showing.

You're in good shape. Is the name immature? It's a bit rustic. ’

Immature seats me next to him and brings out an empty glass.

“Hello? I was drying around. Did I get you? Be good to me."

“Thank you, Sister. ”

“You said your name was Jungwoo, right? I call it a duck. ”

“Yes, Sook. ”

“Jungwoo, would you like a drink here? ”

“Yep. Can I get you an underlock? ”

“No, just follow me. ”

I carefully followed the liquor I saw next to him with both hands. First, I had to be as polite as I could because I was looking into the atmosphere first.

As I filled the glass, premature children suddenly put cigarette butts in it.

The cigarette filter was floating around with the sound of blood.

“Oh, my gosh, what should I do? What a waste of booze. ”

The intentional action was clear, but the intention could not be determined.

“I'll follow you again. ”

“No.”

Immature stared at me and said.

“You drink it, Jungwoo. ”

Immature faces give me a straight glass.

A round glass with a cigarette filter.

End

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