Leviathan
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“No. Absolutely not.” Common sense told me so. Even if the two of them really used to call each other 'darling,’ 'honey,‘ or 'my love’, one of them is half dead and the other is an exiled criminal. They can't possibly still be madly in love. Setting aside the issue of me possessing Lucariel, it's only natural to see their relationship as already ruined from the moment violence replaced love. “Then why did they send you this red letter?” “...Exactly.” That's what I'm…-
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“Are you already dealing with erectile dysfunction? Is something wrong?" Sejun muttered discontentedly, pressing down on Dogyeong's crotch with his hand. It wasn't like he was kneading fermenting bread dough; pressing down wouldn't make his crotch swell up. As for Dogyeong, he was just blank. It wasn't that he was shocked it wasn't working, nor was he angry at Sejun's irritating words. He simply couldn't comprehend the situation itself – being at the height of his vitality, with a boyfriend…-
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Seo Sejun. Whenever that subject looked at him while harboring emotions that closely resembled disgust, the memory of that gaze and voice, which had always burned hot, surfaced in his mind. Sejun consciously tried to stop himself from thinking about that presence. Using the sound of Ruya happily flipping through Two Piece from volume one as a lullaby, Sejun tried to coax sleep that wouldn’t come. That attempt failed spectacularly. ••• Sejun had avoided Cha Dogyeong for several days…
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Sejun declared that he was meeting another man and fastened his seatbelt. Thanks to that, Dogyeong, who had missed his chance to confront him, pursued his lips. Something felt off. Dogyeong had felt strange since earlier. When he heard yet another incident had happened near Sejun, he felt both worried and angry. Why did these things keep happening around Sejun? Was he okay? His mind was a jumble. But when he actually met Sejun, he wasn't in any life-threatening crisis. In fact, he seemed far…
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"It was broken, but something happened..." If he’d known this would happen, he shouldn't have asked Ruya to heal him, Sejun thought with a small pang of regret as Yerin scanned his body from head to toe. "Your clothes are all torn, but you don't have a single scratch. How did you heal?" “There’s stuff like that.” Sejun frowned; he looked like he found it awkward to explain. It really was awkward to explain. There were many unexplained points, but it felt strange to press him on why…
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His mind was foggy. He vaguely remembered a flash of blue light, but couldn't quite recall how it happened. What was it? Why was I standing here? His head throbbed, and as Sejun lifted his head in confusion, the massive snake boss, which had somehow appeared close, suddenly opened its mouth wide. It looked like it was about to devour its dazed prey at a glance. What the hell is this? But there wasn't much time to think, so instead of pondering what this thing in front of him was, Sejun…
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Dark thoughts continued to plague him, but Jeong Siwoo snapped back to reality the moment he thought of Ryu Sehyun. As if he'd been under some terrible curse, indulging in wicked thoughts before belatedly coming to his senses, his face instantly turned deathly pale. Jeong Siwoo, are you crazy? Were you really this much of a piece of trash? He hated Sejun. He hated him intensely. He didn't deny that. Jeong Siwoo still hated Sejun. He knew Sejun had saved him, but he still hated him. But…
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To cut to the chase, my cleaning didn't make Iser happy. “…Can you stop now?” Iser, who had been sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed, watching me clean, said with a bored look. “Why?” “You've done enough already.” “Enough what?” I hadn't even cleaned the three full-length mirrors yet, and I still hadn't put away the sterilized kitchen tools. After all that, I still needed to set the mouse traps. “...Why are you even cleaning in the first place? You said you…
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“If you're not scared, that's a relief.” Even though he seemed to accept it readily, Iser's upturned eyes never lowered. If anything, they grew even sharper than before. Why...? I have no idea. Looks like I've really earned his hatred. I still have two more praises to deliver to succeed, and I'm in big trouble. Though my insides were in turmoil, my mouth dutifully delivered the words I had to say. “Come out of there for now.” “......” “What's wrong? Can’t you come out…
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"Damn it, fuck." Unfortunately, his leg hit the ground first. It wasn't a fatal injury, but the pain radiating from his leg felt far from ordinary. The bigger problem was that he couldn't move. His leg was broken. Had it not been for the resilient physique of an S-rank hunter, the height could have been fatal, so a leg fracture was actually the better outcome. The real problem was the excruciating pain that made his mind go blank and, fatally, the complete loss of mobility. Tears welled…
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