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Karen held Dulan's hand with a sulky face. It's a good start. Duran was not good at dancing, but Karen skillfully grabbed Dulan and led him because she didn't want to repeat the trip. It wasn't accurate, but it was roughly the ninth dance of Dulan and Chu. Hold the waist and turn.

Who's gonna kill me this time?

Now death has become the most interesting and exciting event. Karen now goes so far as to create her own death. Repeated death mixed memories and confused people. From the trivial issue of having a conversation with her last time to the issue of being killed for building a grudge.

No matter how you live, you'll die at the end and start over. Sure, sure. But I'm sick and tired of the same routine, the same conversation. Karen wanted as new a response as possible, and in the mountains where there was no war, politics was rather provocative.

Anything is fine, so make me laugh.

What should we do this time?

It was the birthday of 17 and 117 years old.

You have to wait another month to meet Raymond. I was so sick and tired of the few narratives, this period of unimportant things. The only thing that mattered at this time was to see how unattractive Dulan was and how rude and how beautiful, witty and precious Karen was to marry him.

The song is over.

"Ga, I won't go so far as to love you. Karen Haier. We're relatives and we're new... Ha, but if we don't get married, the estate belongs to the state... To prevent it, marriage is blood, need....”

"You and I don't have to explain so faithfully what we both know.”

"…he, at least smile. The temple of this house... Because he's laughing at me."

The pain in my wrist is pouring in. You're holding it too hard. I think I'm going to get bruised. Karen hated being sick. No matter how hard I went through it, I hated it and wanted to postpone death. Pushing aside the surging irritation, Karen put the other hand on Duran's chest.

"It's not like that, Dulan."

"I can't stand being stupid."

He was funny when he growled. The cute word fool doesn't suit you. Pride is high but self-esteem is low. I've seen this for a while. The attitude of this narrow-minded young man does not change even if his marriage to Karen takes place. This is his nature.

It may be because Karen isn't his mate in the story he saw. Perhaps he will grow up decades later and mature enough for the child to become a father. What Karen knows, however, is a young man suffering from an inferiority complex, and it is meaningless because she has never seen time pass. In Karen's time, he doesn't change.

Karen recalled a time when she thought an easy marriage to original contractor Dulan Lloyd might be the key. I think Karen was young at the time. No? I don't know how long ago. Having lived as a child for more than 100 years, my mind was like a bookshelf.

Even if Karen whispers love, he doubts. It was quite fresh when he first attacked Dulan, which is completely the opposite of Raymond, who came up first and swore unconditional devotion and unprovoked love.

How was it then? Karen thought about how to live this life. The last half of the book I read was ordered from Raymond's mansion. It is not even published now. Let's finish the book. But the meeting with Raymond is still a long way off.

This was just an important period of how to break up with Dulan. Karen knew more than thirty ways to humiliate Duran. If you don't do anything, you get married, but it wasn't fun doing it a few times.

What didn't we do?

Karen spent most of this time in moderation because it wasn't the time for the incident to happen. It's still a cold season, so it's hard to go to the garden. A time when exciting people don't come, with only a few maids and servants and ugly fiancée. At first, I was always in a state of despondency. This is a monumental time that only she knows, 17 to 100 years old. I wanted to do something different.

"Come to my room tonight."

Come to think of it, I've never played with Dulan today. This was just a passing time. Duran was tired and brusque during the long trip, and it was a sad time for Dulan. And it's time to be disappointed with Dulan, who is uglier than he was as a child. Let's tie Dulan up and whip him.

But Duran frowned at Karen's words. It was surprising what he said to Karen, who was excited, to be angry or to be a dirty woman.

"…to lock the door and let the dogs loose?"

"What?"

"For God's sake, you did it on your 10th birthday."

That setting? I felt a little better with the rush of freshness. I didn't know Karen had such a past. There are times when you don't talk when you're married, and it comes out like this. Very good. This little joy. Karen laughed heartily as she became cheerfulness.

"Then let's go right after the dance."

"Why?"

"What do you mean, let's get married a little early."

"…I don't understand.”

Pinch the chest on the dress. I hear a weak moan.

You don't have love, but you have sex. I know you.

"You don't like a wife like this?”

It's not.

Laughing, he covered his lower body with rich hemlines. It's a lady's manners.

***

Why does it feel like sex and death are in contact? When I shuddered with fear, I was a little better when I shuffled. The sensation of scratching inside was quite good and the warmth that touched my body seemed to comfort me. The fiercest part of life seems to give us confidence that there will be nothing depressing for a moment.

However, it is also like a doctor's experience that seems to be experiencing death in advance. I feel like I'm pushed to the end of the sky and stuck to the end of the earth. Of course, there were men who only made meaningless gestures like stirring sticks in the air, but Dulan was not to that extent.

Unlike Karen, who was bright and beautiful, she was skinny and pale in Maeburico, and she had a dismal personality and natural talent for inflating Karen's small words. The attitude of looking down on others was often a laughingstock to people, and he was not good at managing land, so he relied mostly on Karen's father, huddled his shoulders, and bent his waist.

If you go around for a fixed period of time, you might see your charm. It was a long time ago that Duran was able to look cute. Almost everyone looked alike around that time. As I grew older than Duran, I could see his drearyness, meanness, the environment and nature that grew up. Now, it is worth considering it as cute.

"…oh, Pa?"

He doesn't seem to be worried even though he asks like that, but rather seems to be happy. Duran became noticeably violent after seeing Karen's blood. Karen restrained herself from snorting when she saw him.

Well, unpopular men are a little depressed about being unpopular with women, but they don't want to admit it. The more men like that, the more obsessed they are with women's virginity. I don't want to be caught off guard.

Karen wondered if Duran was sympathetic. Although he returned from his studies at the monastery, Karen knew that she could be free from such a place. Furthermore, Duran was not such an exemplary clergyman. Unlike Raymond.

Does Duran compare himself to someone else? Karen looked back on when she was first. It was a long time ago. Was it Raymond? The conception was broken by a noise. I could hear the servants passing by outside. I was looking for myself. The party is not over yet.

Karen wondered what would happen if she was caught doing this. Even though they were engaged, most of them did not know Dulan. Why don't you show them this bedroom? I also wanted to see a servant who adored Karen fall into shock. At this point, I looked forward to the person who had himself in mind. I also want to see Duran panicked.

Karen hated most of Duran's teasing and clumsy caresses, but she liked not letting go of herself to the point of groaning and desperation. It has caused a disorientation of the posture, but the friction below is not the only pleasure of the dragonfly. But Karen was embarrassed to learn the purpose of the hug.

I was getting angry, but when I thought about whether I was really angry, I quit because it wasn't. This is also stimulating in its own way. It's something that's never happened in the past. I can't believe you've been hanging out with Dulan since the first day. I've been to bed on my wedding day, but I think he was struggling a lot and found God.

At this point, it is clear that it is quite clearly a pervert. I'm going to drop a real candle at least later on. Duran stuttered an excuse to see if Karen thought she was shocked.

"I, you're the one who brought me in.”

Why would you say I raped you? Karen didn't want her underwear to get dirty. The party is not over yet. Do I have to wash up again? The body, which was briefly excited by passion, cooled quickly as its desire was resolved. Karen, who was looking at Duran looking anxious, made an impression when Duran smelled it. You didn't wash your hair after getting rained on. Dulan was pushed out as Karen pushed.

"Wash yourself. It smells."

"…huh? A lot, a lot?”

“…….”

***

What should I do this time?

Karen lay alone in bed staring blankly into space.

He gave away all his property to the residents, read only books, and was stabbed while enjoying himself with married men. She watched Raymond and Isela's marriage and married Dulan in good faith.

However, most of the places that Haier went to during those years were his mansion, Isela's villa, and Raymond's residence. Even that was only a short period of time because Raymond's mansion went to the end of the novel. The leisurely hours spent in the comfortable bed were only a few days, even for a hundred years.

There were so few places for women of this age to go that it was boring. Karen had lured Isela into thinking about going on a trip this time, but she even stopped. I'll send two women on a trip. Five servants were basic, and it was obvious that Raymond and Dulan would be the adult men to be responsible for. I had a fit of nerves. Who is responsible for whom?

Karen said, "Dulan's appearance on the screen with an up-and-coming look is a rough outline of what she looks like."

"Do a proper escort."

We have to dance to three more songs. And once you fall over a servant's foot, you'll get angry at him and laugh at him with wine on his head. I'm going to be shocked by your violence.

"…"

"Stretch your legs."

“…….”

Rather, Karen will have to escort him to see if his legs are loosened. Karen kicked her tongue to help Duran. And Dulan tripped and fell on the servant, but he got angry and couldn't sprinkle wine on his head.