Chapter 15 - Trap II.

La.... Damn it I can't speak French. I'll say it in English, the easiest language in the world "The story continues...

NEXT DAY, MORNING.

Sung-Rae: I really like this feeling. Surrounded by girls who are madly in love with you, but, is hot.

That didn't enter the ears of the girls who were holding Sung-Rae's arms and closer to him.

Yoon-Ae: I'm not giving up.

Jin-ah: Well now see who's talking.

The girls stopped and begin to fight with words while Sung-Rae continued the journey.

Sung-Rae: Want to chat narrator?

Narrator: Huh? Now you remember me.

Sung-Rae: You're even more annoying than their fights.

Narrator: Now you know how it feels when you begin talking about perverting stuffs.

Sung-Rae: Big breasts are the best!!

Narrator: You're an enemy to all flat chest people.

Sung-Rae: That won't stop me!!. Maybe a little. Ah...

He sighed.

Sung-Rae: Hey, wanna hear my story?

Narrator: No thanks.

Sung-Rae: I love girls!

Narrator: Not interested.

Sung-Rae: I love to talk about girl's pants and under wears.

Narrator: I said I don't want to hear.

And that's it, the girls continued to fight while Sung-Rae kept on talking about girls, big breast, small breasts, minimum, pants, under wears and so on till they got tired and hungry.

Sung-Rae: Are we there yet?

Yoon-Ae: I'm so hungry.

Jin-ah: I'm sleepy.

Up ahead, there was a house. Pervert boy who saw it first was excited and glad.

Sung-Rae: Look! a house!!

He said to down looking girls and they also looked up ahead, happy to see hope, they rushed to the front door.

Sung-Rae knocked and they wait for a few seconds, but there was no answer.

Yoon-Ae: Do you think they have food? Looking at the house, they seem poor.

Sung-Rae: I hope so, cause I can't eat just a piece of carrot for dinner.

Yoon-Ae: Knowing your appetite, we believe you.

Jin-ah: Maybe there's no one home.

Sung-Rae: I'll knock again.

Just when Sung-Rae was about to knock, the door opened, and two couples, were looking at them with a confusing look.

Woman: How may we help you?

The woman asked, still confuse as she looked at her husband.