Martial Arts Ain't Anything Special

“...I’ll kill you.”

Chunbong’s glare was painfully sharp.

“...You crazy perverted sex fiend scumbag.”

Seojun felt unashamed. He hadn’t done anything crazy like touching her inappropriately in reality. He just wiped her down with a wet cloth.

She saw my whole body first when I got stabbed anyways.

But Chunbong didn’t care.

“...I should cut that off.”

“Eh? Cut what off?”

If looks could kill, there’d already be a huge hole in his lower body.

Honestly a bit scared, he covered himself with his hands and quickly backed away. Chunbong let out a big sigh.

“Fuck, now I can’t get a husband.”