Cheong does not block those who come and does not catch those who leave.

In the past, when Do-jin Choi Lyon, who had dementia, considered Cheong as his daughter, wasn’t his attitude that he would not act as his dead daughter, even though he was free to do so to his grandfather?

So, compared to Choi Lyong, it can be said that it is actually safer to say that Son Ho-in wants to be his mother.

At least the Most High sees Cheong, not someone’s double, and asks her to be his mother.

Of course, physiological aversion cannot be helped.

If it had been the daughter, rather than the son, that there might not have been so much rejection.

You may say that they are the same children, but isn’t it true that sons and daughters have completely different feelings?

madam. If it weren’t for the police, they would have made a desperate fight with nuclear weapons or other means, and would have rejected them by force.

They say that the power of a nation lies in the military.

Since I am weak, I am forced to adopt him. It’s my fault… … .

Anyway, they asked me to give it a name.

Fortunately, the castle already exists.

It is said that the divine vein of the Heavenly Demon Church has been using Yeom (炎) for generations, so it seems that the spirit parasite in charge of the Heavenly Demon, as they say there is a Heavenly Demon inside me, was Yeom.

But what should I name it?

Is there anyone in the midfield who just gives a name and gets paid?

But, isn’t it a bit unfair to give someone a name and receive money for it?

If you were given the naming rights, wouldn’t you have to pay money?

Perhaps because it wasn’t about killing a bad guy, Cheong’s thoughts ran wild.

It was the usual request.

As I was doing that, the urge came without fail.

“Mom, when will my name come out?”

“Do you want to wait a little longer? You can’t just build it haphazardly. Then you can become Gapdol or Gapsuni.”

“I don’t mind if you name it whatever you want, right? “It’s probably better if it’s the name your mother gave you.”

“okay? “Then how about Byeonghal?”

“Byunghal? “What do you mean?”

“Because it’s Mr. Yeom, it’s a disaster.”

“… … “How much longer can I wait?”

It looks like the plague was not included for some reason or another.

Cheong smiled and answered.

“Okay, can you please stop urging each person three times?”

For reference, each corner is fifteen minutes in the style of Cheong’s hometown, so if you ask each corner one time, they will sing the song “What is my name?” or “What is your name?” and “Call my name” once every five minutes.

“Just wait patiently for a few days.”

“I waited fifty years for my son to receive his name. “Wouldn’t it be too cruel to ask you to wait here any longer?”

“Heng. “If I waited fifty years, I could wait longer.”

“… … ? mom? “Is that correct?”

“Keueuuuu, Mom, didn’t you tell me not to do it?”

“You don’t even let me call you mom. How can there be something so heartless under the sky? Is this okay? mother?”

“Yes, you are disqualified as a mother, you bastard. “Won’t you leave and find a mother who lets you call me mom?”

“Everyone has flaws. Even if my mother is a bit heartless and seriously weak, I can’t help it because she is my mother. Hyeongyeongin’s son will have to endure it.”

“Ugh.”

Cheong swallowed his anger.

And yet, I can’t believe I have to hear that this transcendent, transcendent, transcendent, Chojeolcheong is weak.

And that too to an idiot who was unable to do anything until he was distracted!

Oh my god, what a shame!

It’s so dirty that I have to film it, really.

But how did Hyun-kyung film it? … ?

—-

It’s been a while since I received help from my sister-in-law, and I couldn’t believe it was so comfortable and good.

Even without lifting a finger, I automatically arrive at the bathroom, my clothes come off automatically, and perfume (soap) bubbles cover my entire body.

The hand of my sister-in-law who soaps my whole body thoroughly is slippery and very comfortable, and, um, it’s a little bit strange and tickles. It’s something that’s really good, but it’s really hard to explain… … .

And then, as I immersed myself in the spiral wooden bath, I realized that there is no other paradise, this is paradise.

“Is the temperature okay? “Can you put some more fire in it?”

“no. Now is the perfect time. hmm.”

After that, I suddenly became concerned about the numbers above my sister’s head.

Earlier, I was so distracted by my mother’s voice that I forgot about it.

Cheong’s eyes are lost and lost.

no. What do you do with the numbers?

I should at least look at my sister-in-law’s breasts.

lol. My sister-in-law’s breasts are huge. It must be heavy. Then it’s heavy. Wasn’t there a research result in your hometown that said looking at breasts, or rather, a pocket of good karma, increases your lifespan? So let’s look at the chest, the chest. You should look at your heart and live long and healthy.

It was the first time in a long time that Cheong was picking up a bowl and swallowing it.

“Sister-in-law? what’s the matter? “Do you want to touch my breasts?”

“omg. “If you suddenly come in like that.”

“no. “I was staring at you intently.”

“Well, if it’s okay with you, just a little bit…” … .”

“huh. ruler.”

Gyeon Po-hee rests her chin against the wooden bath.

Thanks to this, the large lump of fat above the solar plexus is sticking out.

It is an undeserved consideration to massage comfortably.

“omg.”

Cheong let out his breath without realizing it.

I swallowed my saliva.

The effect on the chest was amazing!

The unexplained anxiety about good or bad deeds that had been pricking a corner of my heart was completely blown away by that senseless touch.

“Kyaha, sister-in-law, it tickles.”

The sound of Gyeonpohee giggling clearly resonates in the bathtub where the cloudy steam rises.

However, instead of the karmic shame that I don’t want to think about, an impure instrument secretly rises up and fills the place, spreading like a drop of ominous paint has fallen on Blue’s eyes.

right. I was planning to ask my sister-in-law when I met her.

“ah. Sister-in-law. Hey.”

“huh?”

“When you do martial arts like that, the other person feels good too, right? What kind of technology is that? Or some kind of martial arts type?”

“Uhm, rather than making me feel better, it’s more like I’m forcing myself to hold on. When pleasure reaches its peak, everyone goes into a state of selflessness for a moment, right? Ah, selflessness is the state of saying there is no self-”

“I’m a Taoist? I know what selflessness is. That’s why Chaeumyang exists in primitive Taoism. “It is a moment when I can abandon myself and connect with nature, even if just for a moment.”

“Yep! I heard your sister-in-law is smart! When you go into selflessness, at that moment, Wonwon also loses its owner and becomes defenseless, so that’s when you pull out Wonwon. Ah, expedition is similar to Seoncheon Jingi.”

“I’m a Taoist too. I know what an expedition is. “Get rid of the unnecessary preface.”

Wonjeong is the core that forms the center of Seoncheonjingi, and in terms of the body, it plays the same role as the heart of Qi and veins.

Just as the heart sucks blood and circulates it to the body, Wonjeong is also the core of the energy system that holds a person’s true energy in the body.

Since Wonjeon is located in the Danjeon, the innate Qi is located there, and also, using the property of Wonjeon to hold on to energy, the mental methods that I study form the Danjeon by holding on to the natural energy through methods such as breathing.

So, if you select a expedition, even the flags of Danjeon, including Seoncheonjingi, are selected.

What if the congenital gingivitis disappears? Of course you die.

When I see him calmly saying that he is choosing a expeditionary team, I once again get the feeling that his sister-in-law is not normal either.

Should we say that not being able to distinguish between good and bad is painful or pure?

I don’t know if they can’t tell the difference or not.

“So, the Palace of Hwanhee stimulates you to enter deep and great selflessness as quickly as possible.”

“okay. that’s right. Does that mean it’s martial arts? “Can you tell me about Gugyeol?”

“I can tell you, but there are some side effects. Is it okay though?”

“side effect? What?”

“My senses have become dull. I guess it’s because you shouldn’t go into selflessness before your opponent, but I guess it doesn’t matter since I’ve learned the magic trick?”

“okay? Rather good. “Let’s do it now.”

“huh! Should I call you right now?”

It was an immediate answer without any hesitation.

Cheong smiles fiercely at that.

My sister-in-law said she would wash up and come back.

Cheong was lying on the bed with his hair spread out.

If you have long hair, it takes a year to dry.

In that state, Cheong opens the martial arts window.

Hwanheeyoyogong. Red border.

Since I heard the complete verdict, I have been temporarily registered.

As I was trying to invest training points to learn it, for the first time in a long time, I was massaging my brain, and a feeling of reluctance came to mind and I ended up stopping.

hmm. It’s been a while since I’ve tried massaging my brain, and I’m in a really shitty mood.

As Cheong takes a deep breath and prepares his mind, a question suddenly comes to mind.

It is better to call it Chaeum Yanggong.

It is commonly said that Bangjungsul, in reality, is a foreigner who sucks up expeditions.

But why do I want to learn this?

ah. You said your senses are dulled.

But thanks to that, when I opened the martial arts window for the first time in a while, I saw that Girl Hwanhee Gong was ten stars and the stick was almost at the end.

The timing is just right.

When you reach the Twelve Stars, the martial effect weight is also enormous.

She is a girl of joy who grows on her own through automatic training, but if she doesn’t pay attention and reaches Daesung, even if it is during a battle, wouldn’t something terrible happen?

Thus, joy and joy, fostering cost-effectiveness.

And for the first time in a long time, I feel like my brain is tangled up.

Cheong, who had been rolling his eyes and shaking in bed alone, suddenly regains his focus.

The empty window is still floating.

Perhaps it was because I took a big hit from the green forest, or because I solved many small tasks that came to mind while I was blind, I accumulated a lot of training points.

Let’s take a picture of Daesung.

Also, since my mind may be racing, I leave Daejeongseonggong, Yeokgeunsesugyeong, and Yongsangbanyahosimgong for now.

ah. Even the front wheels are like this is a real exhaust.

After confirming the training points, Cheong pours all his energy into the wheel and reaches the Twelve Stars in one go.

Then, the muscles of my whole body started to tingle, my eyes also started to feel itchy, my nose felt like it was burning, and my ears made a noise that subtly irritated my nerves.

But it’s only happened once or twice.

When your physical ability point increases, your strength suddenly becomes stronger and your eyesight improves.

As time goes by and I slowly get better, I should say that it feels like my body is getting stronger.

oh. Dangerous thoughts. Different thoughts, good thoughts.

Cheong is startled and quickly changes his mind.

Whenever I felt like something was not human, I would usually have a panic attack.

But it was already too late.

Even if you consciously try to change the thoughts that have already occurred, they won’t stop.

What kind of person becomes a superhuman with five senses, strength, endurance, flexibility, etc. that transcends humans in this way?

Is this really a human body?

Then a face suddenly appeared.

I am reminded of the gaze of the Empress that is so intensely affectionate that it is difficult to meet.

Come to think of it, isn’t the body of Princess Yeonsul?

So, it’s a human body, right?

Afterwards, I feel surprisingly peaceful.

It’s just human transcendence in many ways, but in the end, the fundamentals are people, right?

After that, I started laughing without realizing it.

What is it, something so simple makes me nervous?

As I lay down with such a relieved heart, Gyeon Po-hee enters the bedroom, rubbing her wet hair.

Then he came straight to the bed, carefully removed some of the hair, and lay down on it.

Cheong reprimands him.

“What, are you going to sleep without drying your hair?”

“no? You said your sister-in-law wanted to try out a new martial arts technique, right? She said she would have to practice as a human to become good at it. “She said she wanted to know what it felt like to find a weak spot and be frightened, right?”

Now that I think about it, I think I said something like that.

Why did I do that?

Cheong waved his hand.

“Seup, that’s not what families do. Uh-huh, I can’t use it. “It’s just a joke, a joke.”

—-

Cheong slept very well last night.

Strangely, being hugged by my sister-in-law feels different from sleeping with a friend, and it makes me feel very comfortable.

Well, unlike Cheong’s friends who were excited next to Cheong, his sister-in-law’s posture was different just to make her younger brother more comfortable, so it was only natural.

But how would Cheong know, as he falls apart before anyone else?

I just feel like my pedestal career is not going anywhere.

Cheong left the bedroom refreshed in the morning after a good night’s sleep, and what is this?

There is one guy kneeling on a mat in the yard.

“Mom, did you sleep well?”

“ah. That wasn’t a dream. “I thought it was just a dream because someone suddenly complained about my son.”

“You said your child should greet you in the morning and evening? “Aren’t you glad to see your son’s face this morning?”

“Is that a greeting? Was it originally meant to be like that, laying down a mat and waiting? It’s not a greeting, it’s like a plaster crime. “What kind of portrait are you doing?”

Even if he acts coldly, he says it’s really nice whether you say it or not.

Cheong sighed and said.

“I’ve decided on a name.”