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Chapter 108.2
[19] (EP-108.2) Backroom #4
108 – Backroom #4
The title of the book was ‘Frey’s 50 Shades of Prayer.’
It was an outrageous story about an apprentice nun named Frey, who was hired as a temporary cleaner in a male-only monastery.
Mirna, who was ascetic and conservative in the relationship between a man and a woman, could not believe her eyes when she read the things written in this book.Vissit for updates
The reason for a woman’s breasts to grow into a beautiful shape was to feed her child someday. So, why was it that a grown man touched it, instead of a baby!?
The memory of that time suddenly came to Mirna’s mind.
Because she was experiencing the same thing as Frey.
Sereuk, jumuljumuljumul-.
A man was clinging to her back, even digging through her clothes and rubbing her bare chest with his hands.
Such an indecent act made Mirna feel as if her innocence and piety were being tarnished with a trowel.
“Ugheut...”
However, it was hard for her to resist because the strange sensations she felt for the first time in her life were shaking her core and mind. It was almost bittersweet.
‘I just can’t muster any strength...’
Every time the man’s lips touched her ears, and every time his hot breath wetted her skin, Mirna could feel an explosion of emotions in her mind.
For the first time in her 20 years of living in this world, she felt these newfound sensations in body parts she least expected.
Finally, the man’s hand lightly brushed past the pagodas that stood atop her mountains.
“Ahheeung....”
Mirna almost covered her mouth in surprise at the unexpected sound that came out of her lips.
It was so bizarre and blasphemous that she doubted it actually came from her... It was the same sounds described in the books that Narmi had secretly hidden.
She thought such noises were only exaggerated descriptions to tarnish the Creator’s name.
However, the fact that Mirna herself made it left her no choice but to acknowledge that it wasn’t all lies.
“Eueut, heueung, heueut....”
However, Mirna’s high self-esteem and piety could not tolerate hearing herself making such lewd noises.
Fortunately, the silly Half-Fairy didn’t seem to notice it.
So Mirna pretended that everything was fine and continued reciting her prayer. But she suddenly found herself unable to remember any of the phrases, words, or mantras she normally would’ve recited without worry.
Rather, the man’s presence and the vivid sensations were what grew in her head.
Only then did Mirna understand.
This was really dangerous.
So, I told Mirna.
“Then, let’s get married here.”
“Hing, heut, haaht...!”
Hearing my words, Mirna made a strange noise like a dog with a cold. It was either a sound of confusion or because I simply said something weird.
Seureuk-.
I turned Mirna by her shoulder and faced her.
Her crimson eyes looked like they were about to break into waterfalls.
I looked straight into her eyes and said.
“Mirna-nim, please be my wife. I am serious. Let’s revive the family together. I am confident and strive to do anything for it.”
“.......”
Mirna looked around without saying a word. Then seemingly to have found an excuse, she said in a trailing voice.
“Ask for Narmi’s permission....”
“But I’m not talking to Narmi-nim, I’m talking to Mirna-nim.”
“To me...?”
“Yes. Because the person in front of me right now is not Narmi-nim, but Mirna-nim.”
It was a very, very, very shabby proposal with neither a fancy elephant nor a treasure chest.
Meanwhile, Mirna’s eyes darted back and forth until she slowly closed her eyes. Then, as if she had made up her mind, she asked.
“Really, for the revival of the family? Would you ‘really’ do anything for it?”
“Yes.”
But I was talking about the Angmar Family, though.
Of course, I didn’t say this out loud and only in my thoughts.
“.......”
As if moved by my determination, Mirna opened her eyes and met my gaze.
Seureuk-.
I slowly pushed Mirna and laid her on the robe that had been put on the floor.
I could see Mirna’s trembling body under the torches’ light.
But, I was trembling too.
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