Hoarding in Hell Novel

I turned my head to see if I had seen it wrong, but Montstrille was still there.

Even though he was seeing him for the first time, the feeling of knowing his name was bizarre. She also had a look of surprise in her eyes.

"What is it? Are you getting to the point where you can see me? It looks like you're quite hungry."

"Are you hungry?"

"It means lack of affection."

Monstrill approached her with a playful expression on her face and stretched out her fingers.

Hyunmoo tried to swing her hand down before it touched her cheek.

But Hyunmoo's hand only crossed the air.

Monstrill giggled as she pulled back.

"But it doesn't seem like it's reachable. Looking at the state of the erosion of Yayul, it seems like it will be soon."

"Did you use any tricks?"

Hyunmoo said as he grumbled the Redeemer's Yul. It was a car I was concerned about.

Yayul the Redeemer is an object that belongs to Montstril's influence from the beginning.

The fact that such an object was encroaching on a part of the body itself was very unpleasant.

"If you want to play tricks, make sure you don't get caught, don't do it so openly."

Montstrille laughed softly and whispered.

She hovered around Hyunmoo like a cat, from a distance her skin could touch. She didn't feel any touch anyway, but it bothered her.

"And if it's a masterpiece, you've been betting since long ago, haven't you?"

"And she made sure every time it was no use."

"I don't think so."

Montstrille groaned and took a step back. She then started groping her own body.

"Let's see, you have a unique taste. It's beautiful, but short cuts, jeans, and a knit that reveals your body. But it seems that you don't like a sensual body. Still, you seem to like tall women."

"……what are you doing?"

"My appearance is indeterminate, sweetheart."

Montstrille said with a smirk.

"At least it's been that way since I became a star. People see the ideal they want to see through me. But ordinary people don't even know what their ideal looks like. Even the gender."

"gender?"

"Gender also appears to match the opponent."

Hyunmoo's gaze flickered sharply, then stopped again.

Fortunately, Monstril had a boyish appearance, but she seemed to be a woman.

She never doubted her sexual identity, but she still doesn't know what she is.

She looked a little far from Yumin. Still, who is to blame for that?

Even though it was different from her ideal type, the person Hyunmoo liked the most was Yumin. That doesn't change.

"It's a funny expression."

"...don't be annoyed. Just to the extent of finding out other people's tastes..."

"Oh, he's like a pine tree. He's a rare type. Look, people don't know their tastes very well. Even when they meet their ideal type, they don't know that it is their ideal type, and they feel burdened and satisfied with their slightly inferior appearance."

Montstril smiled and folded his arms. Then he took out his glasses from his arms and put them on.

It was seriously annoying that the shape of the glasses was subtly similar to that used by Yu-Min in the laboratory, but he couldn't even rant about that.Because it was clear that he intended to make fun of himself.

"what do you want?"

"Remember what I said before? You said you would know me."

"I don't remember."

After Montstrille said that, Hyunmoo used to pay attention whenever he met a woman with a secret skill in Difficulty: Easy.

Are there any members of the Whispering Star's family or those belonging to it?

Of course, if Montstril's gender was not determined, it would be meaningless to try to identify it by gender.

"But a star can only be a winner. How can you be a star when the game isn't over yet?"

"Oh, of course my body is different. But my agent might know. I chose the agent earlier than the other stars. And I think he's pretty close to you."

"……with me?"

"Because I don't miss the opportunity. Because, no matter what anyone says, it's me."

Montstril identified himself with the agent.

Hyunmoo cared about her words, but she tried hard not to think deeply about her.

She didn't want to openly doubt or distance herself from those around her.

Hyunmoo couldn't figure out why she was hiding her identity.

"Don't make me tired, just reveal who you are."

"no."

"Then why are you doing this troublesome thing?"

“I want you to keep thinking and being conscious of me.”

Monstril tilted her head around Hyunmoo, growling naughty.

Because of her Monstril's attitude, Hyunmoo deliberately refused to guess her identity.

It was because the more she put it in her heart, the more she was conscious of it, the greater the weight she had in place.

There was nothing to be wary of when she approached her by revealing her desires frankly.

"Are you here to chat?"

"It would be nice then."

When Hyunmoo asked again about her business, Monstrill seemed to regret it, and she distanced herself again.

"Unfortunately, neither me nor you don't seem to have that much time right now."

"You don't have much time?"

Monstrill raised her hand and, like her magic, pulled out a wad of her paper.

She then started showing her documents as she clung to Hyunmoo's side.

The documents were lined with meaningless characters in a haphazard manner.

Hyunmoo was about to ask what this was, but when she saw the letters suddenly starting to line up, she bit her mouth.

It was not an ordinary document.

The moment she started reading her sentences, Hyunmoo's ears began to sound like a grinding iron.

And the smell of sulfur and iron came, and then I felt the heat.

Suddenly, Hyunmoo was standing in a space like a hot forge.

Those on fire stood before her eyes.

***

Molten iron was splashed and melted from all sides, then took shape and beaten.

Useful things were carried somewhere, but if there were any defects, they were repeatedly thrown into the molten iron.

Around the huge furnace, monsters were constantly working to make new war equipment.

And in the deepest part of the huge forge, in the center that was the brightest with molten iron, there were two people on fire.

"You still haven't heard from Alhugin?"

The burning man quietly opened his mouth, but a roar broke out, like breaking his iron.

If Alhugin had the appearance of sparks leaking from his steel skin, this ruler had lost its more human side, as if it was made of metal itself.

"I am not your messenger. Rampel."

Opposite him was a tall, skinny man.

He had a feminine voice, but at least it was hard to tell the gender apart by form.

Like a lampel, it looked like a burning piece of iron.

Instead of a flag, from a huge flagpole in his hand, melted molten iron was scattered.

The one called Lampel looked at the opponent quietly.

"If it were normal, Curie, I would have punished you for your arrogant nonsense in my own way..."

"Then we'll have a good time again."

Curie muttered as if it was too much fun.

"Isn't it because the stars allowed us to conquer each other? But these days there aren't a lot of people to fight with. They're all drooping like dried fish."

"You seem dissatisfied. It's true that there are no other fights around here but us. But you've heard the whispers of the stars, but now is not the time to fight amongst ourselves. Other stars are moving."

"Know."

Curie hugged the large flagpole tighter and murmured.

"I heard that those pigs in the southeast are throwing disgusting banquets. I don't know why those carnivores don't get upset because they have an upset stomach. One stomach will be stronger than us."

"The dead are also gathering from the north. I've heard that the apostles, as well as the deputies, are moving."

At Lampel's words, Curie fell into silence. Curie, who had been quiet for a while, asked as if confirming.

"Agent? Is this the case now?"

"It smells like a great war. Why are you afraid?"

"I'm always welcome when it comes to war. But... I'm just worried that our representative will move."

Curie said so and looked at Lampel.

"You'd like to avoid that situation, too, Rampel. You could lose all the troops you've ever raised."

"No need to worry about that."

Rampel said calmly.

"The conquering star seems to think that it is not necessary for you to act on your own. I don't know what the other stars are like."

"Then I'm glad."

Curie bowed the huge stature and stirred the molten iron with his flagpole.

The molten iron cooled with a hissing sound, and soon formed a map-like shape.

Curie muttered, tapping a point that looked like a crossroads on the map.

"Are you really saying that this little guy here is an important factor in determining the outcome of this war? Enough to break the 'promise'?"

"The Wailing Star seems to believe so. The conquering star seems to be skeptical, but the other stars are moving, so they can't stand still."

Lampel also addressed Curie's concerns.

"You don't have to worry about the appointment. I've already seen family members come and go a few times. They even said that Kawaro has been there before."

Curie chuckled.

"Those bastards are the ones who crawl into the kitchen cabinets when they have something to pick up and eat. No wonder. I won't go near the 'promised' land because the battlefield is large anyway. If you do, you go.""Are you scared?"

Lampel provoked again, but Curie didn't get angry. she said with a snort.

"They are not afraid. It is a land that even the agents have promised to destroy. Alhugin and young people like you don't know that we are ruling a kingdom this size thanks to that promise."

Rampel seemed to be offended by her Curie's calm voice. But then his gaze turned.

Lampel, who scanned the air, immediately fixed his gaze on one place. Hyunmoo was taken aback when Rampel's eyes suddenly met.

Without hesitation, Lampel slammed his fist down towards Hyunmoo.

As the molten iron rose, Hyunmoo's vision darkened. A voice was heard in the midst of blurred consciousness.

"What?"

"Spider-beast."

***

"Huh!"

Hyunmoo took a deep breath and came to consciousness. He almost stumbled for a moment, but someone quickly supported him and helped him stand up.

Montstril was holding Hyunmoo's left hand. Hyunmoo was about to say thank you, but then wondered how she was putting her hands on her body.

The hand that Montstrille was holding was a part that was eroded by the Redeemer's Yayul. This part seemed to be able to come into direct contact with Montstril.

“…thank you.”

"Isn't it interesting?"

Montstrille said with a smirk.

"This document is the content of a conversation that took place at some point in the present or in the near past. My family members all over the world are constantly writing this document. It is also the smallest power."

“…Are there going to be wars centered on this road?”

"that's right."

"Are you trying to take over me?"

"that's right."

Hyunmoo's head got complicated.

He had previously felt the stars do everything they could to claim him, but this time in a more direct way.

They are even preparing for war in case they collide with each other.

Hyunmoo turned to Montstrille.

"Then you?"

“Is it different from country to country?”

Montstril said with a smirk.

"It's true that I want you too. That's the same reason I came this time. I'm here to help you because you can't let other people take you. Kang Hyunmoo. At least one of the stars has to take your side, so this fight isn't fair?"

Mongstril said as he leaned closer to Hyunmoo. But he spoke again, widening the distance.

"But like other stars, it's hard to think of me too simple. I'm a complicated star."

"I don't know if you want me to think of you easily or not."

"I don't even know myself. Why am I helping you, Hyunmoo?"

Montstrille laughed and whispered.

"I want to bring you into my family? To become the victor of this star?"

"You would have said that with your mouth."

"You must not interpret the whispering star's voice as you hear it."

Montstril whispered with a squeaky laugh.

"Maybe it's because of your past relationship, I don't know."

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