Chapter 41

EP.41 The Blushing Saint and the Erotic Dance 2

It's hot.

Even though it's the middle of the day,

it's not the kind of heat you'd feel in the chilly autumn air as summer fades away.

Yet, I'm experiencing a heat that makes me break out in a sweat.

This isn't an illusion,

the skin on the back of my hand, once as white as snow, is now flushed red, almost burning to the touch.

I've always been sensitive to the gaze of others.

People who lack confidence in themselves often have this tendency.

My body, which never even got to taste meat, is small and frail.

When I look at my own body, I feel irritation and anger,

so how must others feel when they see it?

I can only imagine the disdain they must feel inside,

and I don't want to show them such an unimpressive body.

I know intellectually that people are more indifferent to others than I think, but my body can't accept it.

When I meet someone's eyes, or when I feel their gaze on me, I often feel an overwhelming urge to bow my head and avoid the situation.

I hate it. Don't look. Don't look at me with those pitying eyes, those sympathetic eyes,

or those eyes that look at me with contempt, as if I'm some kind of failure.

Please, don't even think ill of me in your head...

The drop in my self-esteem due to my unattractive appearance, combined with my inherent mental issues,

has made me avoid any situation where my body might be exposed to others.

That's why I ended up locked in my room,

and why I avoid unnecessary outings to the extreme.

Perhaps it was all part of a predetermined sequence.

In contrast to my real self, the me on the screen has skin as white as jade.

The me on the screen, the Saint, is alone in a small room.

Suddenly, she starts moving her body, expressing something with graceful gestures.

She thrusts her hips and even sticks out her tongue.

The lumps of flesh that seem to defy the smooth curves of her body are mesmerizing.

I've seen this before.

It's the same situation as before.

The Saint is dancing.

I look at the message that appears in a corner of the interface.

"Emotion Expression Playing: Erotic Dance 2"

I press my palms to my cheeks.

It's hot.

My face is burning,

and I feel so embarrassed that I don't know what to do.

The heat isn't from the environment; it's from the embarrassment.

The darkened screen of my phone, which is lying nearby, reflects my face like a mirror.

A perfectly ripe tomato wouldn't be this red.

My face is bright red, and my eyes are brimming with tears, yet,

or perhaps because of that, it looks even more beautiful.

The Saint looks beautiful even when she's blushing.

...I feel like a narcissist.

After all,

I am in the same body as the Saint, right?

Yes, I am the Saint.

At least, in terms of my body.

And even though it's just on the screen, there are hundreds of eyes watching my body.

There are people who are enthusiastically cheering, despite the Saint's obvious embarrassment.

I feel like I'm going to die of embarrassment.

I can't take it anymore!

I can't take it anymore!

I can't hold back any longer, so I move the mouse and say,

"Ah, I can't do this. Stop here. I want to stop..."

As I move the cursor to the button to cancel the emotion expression,

"Jawarudonegashijanmeutteukda has donated 100,000 won!

Oh, stop that hand!!!!!!!!!!!"

My hand, which was about to press the button, hesitates at the sound of the donation alert and the amount, and finally stops.

[How fast is your reaction time lololololol]

[The host keeps trying to turn it off, so I was ready to donate lololololol]

[If you shake her too much, won't her breasts fall off... I'm so scared... I don't want her to stop producing milk...]

[What, are you saying game characters can lose weight, teacher lololol]

[If you think about it, she wouldn't produce milk in the first place lololol]

[What?]

[You mean she doesn't produce milk??]

[Of course, you idiots lololololol]

[Breasts jiggling, breasts jiggling, breasts jiggling, breasts jiggling]

[The host knows how to make money lololol The moment she tries to turn off the dance, people rush to donate lololol]

[Your nickname sounds familiar... didn't you just donate?]

[Caught you]

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