269 Who is she again (1)

Fluffy.

It was warm, clumpy.

Live in a comfortable sensation as if immersed in a hot tub.

Twisted it in pairs.

I dug into something with a soft touch.

The fragrant smell stimulated the muffled nose.

indifferently,

I reached out and touched something warm and soft.

'It's big.'

It was hard to grasp with one hand.

"Phew...!"

When I touched something soft, I felt something flickering with a wet moan.

But I didn't back off or run away.

'Ah...'

I rubbed my face on a soft object and enjoyed the sensation.

A sensation I've never felt before.

An inexperienced coziness.

Life has always been pain. It was despair, a series of desperate provocations and miserable balbuds.

'For what?'

Or so desperate.

I remembered. It's the memory of hell.

Every moment was a doom to death. No, it was a continuation of a life that was hard enough to wonder why he didn't die.

I thought I'd rather die than live like this thousands or tens of thousands of times.

By the way,

Why,

'I've been hanging on.'

I don't remember very well.

It's as long as some of the paintings are drawn.

Clumsy, Clumsy.

I have a warm touch on my face. Like a child, I curled up like a fetus in my parents' womb.

"Hahaha."

I heard it again.

But even this time, the gentle sensation did not disappear.

Cozy wraps around the body.

"Ah."

Tears have flowed.Just as the fortified castle has fallen, so the hard banks burst.

The sea of intolerable emotions shook my body.

"Go, Mr. Rain...?"

Someone calls himself.

I wanted to feel this warmth a little more, but I ignored the words.

It's been a while since I've felt so peaceful, so warm.

No, it's not right to use the expression that it was a while ago.

I've never felt it before.

That's what the Wizard said.

I heard a voice.

It was a familiar voice.

Go higher. To a more inferior place.

Forward, forward.

"Ah, aah."

Medium pressure that seems crazy builds up.

Alone, carrying everything.

I went forward.

I look around. I don't see anything.

"Now, I'm tired..." "

Too many people have died, too many have died.

I'm tired. I'm tired. I got a new one.

I didn't want to bear the weight of shaking my shoulders, shaking my whole body. I couldn't handle it.

'I am.'

Not perfect. Never perfect.

It is neither supernatural nor divine.

I was just miserable and desperate.

I wanted to stop. I wanted to stand in place and even breathe.

But the myriad eyes around him, the burden on his shoulders, did not tolerate him.

Cut it out, deplete it, dry it up.

Forward, forward.

And then.

"……."

A warm sensation surrounded him.

Tears poured out. I felt the same blush as the beast crying.

I feel a kind hand stroke his hair.

I saw a white flock of light seeping through my body.

"It's okay."

An incredibly nice voice.

"It's okay."

The hand that stroked my head comes down to my back.

Drunk by its sweetness, the consciousness becomes confused again.

I put myself in a confused consciousness.

The consciousness flashed.

* * *

"Cheers."

Rain caused the body to swell.

Ten days have passed since the rescue operation.

It's too late to feel at ease with Han Seola's care.

I couldn't nag anymore.

"I like the condition."

I don't know why, but my body is as light as a feather.

The rain curled his head.

If it was a real injury, you might think the injury was healed, but it's not right.

'I wasn't hurt in the first place.'

Laying in bed for 10 days to keep the details of the Aung San Suu Kyi rescue operation alive.

The injury was no more than a sneeze.

At least it was all damaged by the light emitted by Hansulah. It wasn't a long time ago either, so I treated it quickly.

What is it?

The expression was incomprehensible, causing a scare.

Two eyes opened.

"What is this?"

Fostering came unwittingly.

I felt the energy of Magi flowing through my body.

That heterogeneous feeling sent out a laughter.

"So quiet? '

It's not the inner pores that come out of the anvil, it's not the expression that goes with Magi.

'What a douche bag.'

It's like a crazy bitch with flowers on her head.

Magi, who was wandering around like a rapid flux, suddenly moved like a river to meet anything, so I started to feel different.

"There seems to be no difference in output..."

Rain spilled laughter.

There is no difference in output, but Magi is so calm.

The conclusion obtained was one.

'Magi's control is up, isn't it?'

What the hell is going on here?

Rain scratched the head on an incomprehensible phenomenon.

"Did you pick up the elixir all night?"

The sound of laughter when you say it.

It's not funny that you ate the elixir.

Magi control does not climb with the 'only' elixir.

"It's a good thing..."

Not enough to absorb Magi of Belpegor yet.

However, considering how painful and dangerous it was to increase Magi's control, I woke up in a sigh and heard that Magi's control had increased.

'You should know.'

While curling his head, a visit was held.

Sweet cock.

"Hey, you up, Mr. Rain?"

"Oh, yeah. I just woke up."

Han Seola came into the room.

'……?'

The rainy eyes that saw her curled up.

"What's going on? My cheeks are so red."

"Yes? Oh, nothing!!"

Hansulah shook his head urgently.

She takes a deep breath and comes close to her eyes with strange expectations.

"By the way, are you still feeling a little uncomfortable? Even today, I..."

"No, it's okay now."

Suddenly, Hanseong's expression became blurry.

Rain said with a smile.

"Thank you for taking care of me. Now I'm completely better."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

The rain nodded.

"I can't stay in bed forever. We have to move fast."

"Why?"

"Oh, nothing."

Hansula kept her head down to see if something was coming up.

My cheeks are red as if I were going to spit it out of my head.

"W-weather."

"Ugh?"

"You said that Mr. Rain... had been in hell for... 10,000 years."

"……."

Rain kept its mouth shut firmly.

I nodded slowly.

"Can you tell me about it then...?"

"No."

I think it was a slightly cold voice. Hanseol's body trembled.

Rain said boldly.

In fact, it is not difficult to say.

because I had a strange conviction that if I were Han Seol, I would accept and understand myself in hell.

Even if it is, no, because it is.

"That's... no."

"... Why? I, too, want to know more about Mr. Rain."

"I'll sympathize."

"… Yes?"

"If you hear me, I will sympathize."

Rain smiled bitterly.

I'm not trying to be chic or cool.

His past, his memory in hell, is a well-drawn neoclassical play.

"It was a crazy piece of shit. '

If you hit it with despair and misery, you will have no hand in comparison to any story.

It's a horrible, ugly memory that I can't speak to.

'If you think you're going to tear up a lot here..'

The moment I spit it out of my mouth, I felt like something else would come out mixed with the horse.

You may be impatient and grumpy.

'I'm getting that old.'

It's not something I can do.

Of course, age is not proportional to mental maturity.

How easy it is to find people who look like they're getting old with a shithole.

In particular, the devil's flesh interferes with mental maturation with the impulse of endless desires.

Even if you were, you didn't have the same stupidity as the old man in Choro, who lives behind the world.

"……."

Hansula shut her mouth with a very depressing expression.

"Don't make that look. It's not a fun story to find and hear."

"No..."

"I know what you're trying to say. Still, it's so embarrassing to say... I don't want to say it right now."

Hansulah sighed deeply.

"I can't help it because Mr. Rain said so."

"Thank you."

"But I didn't give up. I'm sure you'll hear all about Mr. Rain."

Hansula said with her eyes full of determination.

The sudden rains scratched her head at the proclamation.

"What about Halkion and Echidna?"

"Mr. Reese says he's healing."

It was already known, but I asked for the details mentioned earlier.

'You must be in trouble by now.'

They were very dependent on themselves.

Some blame the authoritarian, but the nature itself was such a big one.

I commanded Balak to remain at home, and he would have heaped up his complaints.

'First, later.'

It's not something we need to do right now.

Rain has moved the steps.

"Where are you going?"

"I think I should meet an angel."

"……."

There was a cold rage in Hansulah's eyes.

It occurred to me that the angel did not cooperate during his rescue operation.

Rain laughed bitterly.

"Of course, I've heard about it, but I can't deny it's a partnership. In fact, it's not commendable that you came here without the fear of saving me."

"That, that!"

"Well, still... thank you."

The rains grabbed Hansulah's hand.

"Thanks to you, I've lived."

"I'm not the only one who left. And... If you think about what you've received from Mr. Rain, this is nothing."

Hansulah looked at him with hot eyes.

Rain, boom, coughing and turning.

"I'll be back by evening."

As if concealing embarrassment, I made a quick step.

Whoops.

After opening the gate on the roof of the apartment, I moved to the Hall of Protection.

The Guardian Pavilion, which has teleport gates all over the world, was also very useful as a simple means of transportation.

"Tongue, brother?!"

"Long time no see."

"Are you okay?!"

Kim Si-hun welcomed him first as he entered the Hall of Guards.

Rain smiled with excitement as she watched Kim Si-hun rush.

"It's okay now. It was totally better."

I don't know why, but it's better than before.

"Phew. I was worried sick. I heard that my brother was sick and it was hard to get sick.."

"……?"

The rain curled his head.

I have never said that it is difficult to write a letter.

"I'm glad you're all better, though. Why are you here?"

"Now that you're well, we should talk about what happened back then. And we need to have measures going forward."

"……."

Kim Si-hoon closed his mouth firmly.

I have nothing to argue with.

"Call Gaia, too. I think it's best to explain it at once."

"Yes, I understand. Do you want me to call Mr. Smoker, too?"

"No, Raphael doesn't know how to play. You and I should go with Guy."

"… Do you intend to meet an angel?"

Kim Si-hoon opened his eyes as though he was offended.

Rain smiled bitterly.

It is the same reaction as Hansulah.

"I know what you're thinking, but we're still working with angels. It will continue to be."

"……."

"Sihun."

"Yes…. I know."

Kim Si-hoon nodded, biting her lips.

I know. I know...

"Phew."

I sighed deeply.

"Let's go. I'll get Gaia."

Kim Shi Hoon turned around.

Rain smiled at Kim Shi-hoon's back.

'Well, that's good enough.'

Relationships with angels are only moderate at this distance.

After all, angels are not completely reliable unless they are demons.

Understanding and working together on the other side.

Working together on consistent goals, with some vigilance.

It was a relationship with an angel that the rain wanted.

"Mr. Rain! Oh, my body is fine..."

"Let's talk about that as we go."

Seeing Guyana's face full of worries, the rain smiled.

* * *

"... Four thousand kings."

Rafael raised his hand on his forehead.

It is an unexpected variable.

"Is the power of the devil of prophecy so strong? You haven't been solved yet..."

I chewed my lips superstitiously.

I was stunned by the forces of evil so powerful.

"Can you elaborate on what happened then?"

"Absolutely."

The rains were heavy on horses.

What I went to investigate Satan. Finding the trail. And the devil of prophecy attacked him as if he was waiting.

The more words followed, the darker Rafael's expression became.

All right.

Rain smiled.

'Well done.'

He doesn't even suspect himself to be the devil of prophecy.

'Kiya! Now we can finally save the safe assets!'

The look on Rafael's face convinced me that the plan was a complete success.

He completely stripped himself of the accusation of being the devil of his prophecy and obtained a convenient card called Corrupt Angel Rakiel.

Great! Rachael Coin Baker Gazua! '

Just thinking about how to use a card called Rachiel, I smiled at the mouth.

'Yes, I should have done this in the first place.'

Satan appeared in the middle and was so distressed.

The rain nodded satisfactorily.

"What was the name of the Four Celestial Kings I met then?"

"This is Corrupt Angel Rakiel."

Rain replied without hesitation.

"Rakiel...?"

'Yes, of course I've never heard of it.'

Because I made it.

I burst into laughter when I laughed.

It was then.

Kwaang!

Raphael urgently raised his body with his eyes open.

"La, you mean Rakiel was there!!!"

"Huh?"

"Ah, why!! Why is the Corrupt Holy Place on Earth...!"

"What is it, Val X. '

"No way...."

Rafael's expression is bluish.

"Bo, is the seal... broken?"

"……."

Rain kept its mouth shut firmly. There was a storm in my head.

'No.'

I grabbed his head.

'Who is Rakiel again? Val X...'

Something was going wrong.