41 – Rumors and Ghost Stories
“Thanks to the next priest, I am living a satisfactory life.”
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“This is all thanks to the next priest.”
The two men did their best by calling Jinseong the next priest.
It was a very awkward sight to see a rich middle-aged man bowing his head to a young man wearing an ordinary suit, who seemed to easily exceed a billion dollars in the sum of what he was wearing, but Jin-seong and the two men He had no doubts about the situation.
“You can get away from drugs that damage your body, and you can be fruitful and multiply and fill the earth. How can this not be a good thing?”
Jinsung smiled as he said that.
“And it’s not possible to know these good things alone. Isn’t sharing and being together the way to double the joy?”
Jinseong’s brightly smiling face looked like a cute animal. However, even in the midst of a bright smile, the eyes that did not change were deep and calm like a pond without a single wind blowing, and harbored a deep dark light as if sucking in light.
“Of course!”
“You’re right!”
The two men couldn’t even think of looking straight into the eyes of Jinseong, who was not smiling, and had no choice but to bow their heads and bend over. This was an act of fear from Jinseong, and it was also a worthy loyalty to the owner who held the leash of energy and pleasure.
“Here’s someone else to be blessed with!”
They politely held out their carriers to Jinseong as if offering an offering to God. When he unlocked and opened the suitcase with his clumsy skills, a man who had been folded crumpled came out with a heavy breathing sound.
The man seemed to have taken a sleeping pill, and even after he fell to the ground, his eyes were closed, and the gag in his mouth made it difficult for him to breathe properly.
hehehe. This guy was also our colleague.”
“He’s the guy who only injected Philopon. He’s a guy worthy of the ‘blessing’ bestowed by the next priest.”
“In addition, this guy is the president of a security company, and he’s even a supporter of the Sihyeon style. If you use this guy, you’ll be able to perfectly protect the next priest.”
“I guarantee the skills of this guy’s bodyguards. If you entrust them, you’ll be absolutely safe!”
As if they were competing, the two men continued to flatter Jinseong. Jinseong saw that and approached them with a meaningful smile as if he knew what you all wanted. Then, he placed his hands on the two heads and recited a motto.
“Once you leave your body, don’t forget your roots. Move according to my will and do what you want.”
Then, a strange line was drawn in the heads of the two men.
The lines, slightly thicker than hair and darker in color, were crooked, as if a child had drawn them on her scalp with a ballpoint pen. As if eating something, the lines gradually grew longer and filled up the scalp, wriggling and changing their shape as if they were alive. And the color gradually fades and disappears as if it were hiding inside the veins.
“Come, come!”
“Ooooo!”
However, the two men did not care about the bizarre scene and instead let out cheers mixed with pleasure. To be precise, it was a cheer full of anticipation for the pleasures to be obtained in the future.
Poududeuk!
Pudeuk!
The bodies of the two men changed rapidly. As if a physical strengthening magic had been applied to the body, the muscles became firm, and the dark circlesA bright light flashed across his dark face. Her widened eyes sparkled as if she had been injected with vitality, and her gun was spinning, and she was straightening her back as if she was overflowing with energy unlike before, when her energy was sucked out.
And the fronts of the two men’s pants swelled up.
It wasn’t just that it swelled up, it swelled so violently that I was worried that the pants I was wearing would tear.
“Thank you thank you!”
hehehe!”
Jinseong gave an order to the two men who were excited by their boiling s*xual desire to go, and the two men greeted him with a smile and went outside.
Where the two men left, what remains is Jin-seong, and a man who is tied up and unable to come to his senses.
Jinseong approached the bound man and flipped his eyelids to examine him.
“It looks like you took medicine on a fictional day that your eyes went sour. Tsk tsk tsk.”
Jinseong clicked his tongue and grabbed the man’s hair and started dragging him. Then he went into a building in a dark place, and he floated and put the man in a square hole in the wall there.
Just like dumping his trash into a dust chute, or flushing waste down his sewer, the man was abandoned. However, despite having just thrown it away, the man fell to the floor as if he was gliding slowly like his feather, and landed on the soft bed under the hole without any damage.
“Morita! It’s Morita!”
He inhaled the incense smoke from Kenji’s hand, who was waiting by the bed, and put headphones playing cyberdrugs on his ears.
hahahaha!”
It was a daily scene.
* * *
hahahaha!”
Risse closed his eyes tightly at the sound he heard from the basement.
‘Father…’
Kenji’s voice full of madness.
It was the voice of a man who had gone mad and couldn’t believe that he was a father who, although he was usually strict, treated him with affection.
‘It wasn’t like this in the first place…’
Lyse closed her eyes and remembered her old father.
The way he showed his affection for his wife and daughter in the past.
Her father was a man who could show affection for his wife, who did not cause trouble to others, and who, though strict, did not discipline more than was necessary.
However, the standard for being strict was so high that it took her breath away, but at the base of it was affection.
“Morita, you’ll become just like me! I’ll get my thanks later!”
I’ve never been such a lunatic.
They rejoice in the misfortune of others and kidnap others to make them as unhappy as themselves.
Not such a lunatic!
‘Everybody’s going crazy…’
It’s getting crazy.
When another person is dragged into Kenji’s hand, that person changes like Kenji and drags another person.
The other people who were dragged in bring in another person, and the number increases exponentially.
Gradually drug addicts are dragged in and become unable to use drugs again, and after tasting the carrot of maximizing stamina and s*xual pleasure given in return, they turn into fanatics.
Like that… Increasingly, madness was contagious.
‘Madness… Was the father infected with his madness? No, no…’
Although Rise had a slight resentment at the thought of the witch doctor who had suddenly appeared in front of her, he erased that resentment by recalling that Kenji had been taking medicine for a long time.
‘My father started going mad when his mother died…’
Lise understood how his father, who was struggling with his mother’s death, was able to overcome it and why he took hallucinogens.
I’ve come to understand
“Mother…”
Rise’s father has become half-dead after his mother’s death. He cleaned the shrine and served his body as if it were routine, but left everything else aside and spent his days drinking and searching for his mother.
And the symptoms got worse and worse, and later on, he even skipped meals and lived drunk.
‘One day, he suddenly returned to normal…’
As a child, Rise just accepted it as a good thing.
I thought that my dead mother might not have been able to bear to see my father become like that and would have appeared and scolded me even in a dream.
But now I know.
Kenji must have started dabbling in hallucinogens from then on.
‘Father…’
Perhaps at first, it was to try to escape from a difficult reality.
Like escaping with alcohol, like forgetting a moment’s troubles by smoking a cigarette.
I would have touched it for just that purpose.
However, they continue to use drugs with effects beyond imagination, become addicted, and become more and more dependent…
‘In the end, it would have been catastrophic.’
She found out about the drugs her father took. She also understood that each and every one of them was a terrifying object, of which her father had used the most.
‘A drug that can never be stopped once you start taking it.’
Her documentary about methamphetamine, which she saw, was truly terrifying.
The documentary featured the man who ruined her life because of her drugs.
There was a woman
This woman has lived a life of selling her body by taking drugs, but she is addicted to the pleasure of taking drugs because her brain has been ruined and she is a body that she cannot live even for a moment without a man. Has become
It was terrifying to see him go wild in a fit of panic at the shelter, saying he needed a man.
There was a man
This man used to be a drug dealer, but one day got into a fight with a gang and became disabled. To allay his despair, he dabbled in drugs he had been saving up to sell, and quickly became addicted. He squandered all of his property and sold his family to do medicine. Later, when he had nothing to sell, he sold his organs to do medicine.
‘Sell your family…’
As soon as Lise woke up, she remembered the image of her father, who had been begging and holding on to the witch doctor’s leg.
And since he is a beauty to himself, he seems to be well served, so he also recalled a voice asking him to ask.
“I have come to bless you. 』
This may be a blessing
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Like the lesser evil is better than the worst.
Maybe madness is better than ruin.
However, can the happiness that was created by shattering the happiness that was maintained in a narrow form really be called a blessing?
Did Kenji and Rise themselves become happy after receiving the blessings they didn’t want to receive? And happyWill you be able to
Lisse felt that her head was spinning.
“You said you would bless me.”
Blessings are good
Fortune means good fortune.
Blessing means happiness.
If so, was she truly blessed?
Did you get anything good?
Received.
Did you get lucky?
Received.
Did you get happiness?
“I’m not happy yet.”
Lise looked at her new Tani with her unfocused eyes.
The new Tani was clinging to the slime with a tearing-mouthed grin, as if she was so happy, and the slime was annoyed but played with her body.
He looked so happy.
“I’m happy! I’m happy! Morita, wake up quickly!”
I heard Kenji shouting from the basement connected to the main shrine.
It was full of madness, but there was definitely a low joy in it, and I’m sure her father had a smile on his face.
Surely, the father must be happy.
“Please make me happy.”
Lisse muttered that and closed her eyes.
She and she erased every thought that came into her head and she was left with only faith.
“I will believe… I will believe that you will make me happy.”
RiSe knelt down and bowed her head as if the true nature was in front of her.