My Dad is Too Strong - Chapter 194
[Dad Too Strong 194]
The weather time of the stars was no later than 10 am.
The night before, no matter how late I slept, it sounded like an alarm in my body.
At precisely 10 o’clock, blink and quickly check the time.
Then I walked out of the living room and turned on the TV with the remote control. On TV, the opening of the children’s animation titled Porolong and her friends flowed, and the star smiled brightly.
The stars liked the white bear the most, among many of Pororong’s characters. The bear was an idiot, but he was a kind and kind character who helped his friends, and I liked his heart.
What shall we play with today?
Let’s all slaughter together!
Pororong takes his friends up the mountain.
They also had their favorite white bear.
However, the fox character on the sled suddenly collapsed toward the cliff.
It looks like it’s holding on from the edge of the cliff with one hand.
This is bad! Foxes are dangerous!
In a situation where everyone is rolling only their feet.
The bear clenches its fist, and carefully walks toward the cliff.
Fox, take my hand!
The fox grabs the bear’s hand and can barely climb up.
At that moment, the mountain wind blew strongly and the bear fell.
Aaaahhh!
The scene changes.
Everyone is crying in front of the bear gravestone.
The bear was a really good friend.
(* Sobbing *) It’s because of me… Sorry, bear.
Let’s all pray for the bear to go somewhere nice.
Climax music is flowing and the finishing touches.
“…… this number of rolls.”
Tuck.
You drop the remote control that the star was holding onto the floor.
I grope my eyes as if I couldn’t believe it, then I watch TV again.
But the result is the same. In sad music, the villagers mourned the death of the bear.
“The bear is also… Give it to me…”
* * *
Plus studios producing Pororong are currently rotting their hair.
because one of the characters in Pororong, one of the protest posts, “Why did you kill the bear?” Moreover, I missed my phone line because my phone rang too much. Of course, the director knew that this would happen.
But what can I do?
“…… What’s his status?”
“It’s not good enough. More than yesterday…”
“Phew.”
Park Il-sung.
It was a thunderstorm responsible for the bear’s voice.
A month ago, I came to the hospital because I was suddenly sick and was diagnosed with stage 4 gastric cancer.
Of course, things couldn’t get out of hand, and I gave up after continuing my chemo treatment. A situation that is too late and must be prepared because it is already unsettling.
You have no family, you live alone, and you have no stomach cancer.
My colleagues, who froze and froze, went to the hospital every day and brought me what I needed.
Park Il Sung refused to visit because he wanted to be alone.
In this situation.
Director Oh Jung-min thought of a scenario in which a bear could be replaced by a storm or sent far away, but he found it very unusual to change it, so it was difficult to remove it in the long run, rather than obscuring its appearance.
“Ha.”
The topic of your complaint to our customer center.
Director Oh Jung-min clicked on the most recent post.
Why did you kill the bear? Convince this body.
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Moonlight.
Cyril wasn’t feeling well.
His face rotted and his legs trembled all day long.
Hakaseh yells annoyed at Kiriel like that.
“Why is this guy so agitated today?”
It doesn’t seem to matter what Hakase-san shouts.
Cyril shudders more than ever, thinking about something on his own. There was only one reason for Kiriel to do this. I asked him why the star was crying this morning, and he told me that Pororong’s bear character had died.
Ugh.
I look at my smartphone
“!”
The topic I contacted you about an hour ago was answered.
Hi, this is a plus studio that always brings joy. Thank you for always asking for Pororong. Regarding the death of the bear character you asked about, Park Il-sung’s health is deteriorating… (Approximately) Please understand this.
Bam!
Kiriel rises from his seat.
“Lizards. I’ll be back in a minute.”
“No, I’ll start trading soon…….”
Glug.
Hakase-san was furious.
Kiriel’s new brother is gone.
* * *
Three thousand years old.
It was a herb called Elixir of Full Healing among the people of the heart.
I had to go through three trials called persecution to get a thousand years of snow.
The difficulty obtained was so high that I couldn’t even try with enough force.
The first was a trial of fire.
I had to cross the Hellfire Bridge, where the steel melted.
Cyril’s body enters the transcendent body, but even that transcendental body burns in hell. This was, in fact, a painful process, but Kiriel ran out of the fire bridge at the speed of light.
The second was a test of water.
When I crossed the bridge of hellfire, I came across an invisible ocean of towers.
The water holds a Qi so that the entire body melts as soon as an adventurer touches the water.
It wasn’t that bad for Cyril, but I felt his whole body tingling.
The third was the trial of the blade wind.
Sunshan said that the thousand year old snowflake grew, and a sword breeze was brewing all day long.
The blade breeze relentlessly attacks the outsider who broke into the shipyard. Cyril’s body is covered with burns and aphids caused by poison, and blood is spilled from wounds that appear to have been cut on the blade.
But I couldn’t give up.
Kwakwakwa!
Pierce through the blade to reach the top of the shipyard.
Then, like a lie, the blade wind stops, and I see a root that emits a mysterious energy.
Kiriel wiped his bloodied palm with a cloth and dug out a thousand years old snowflake.
.
Park Il Sung was lying on his bed and closing his eyes.
Stage 4 gastric cancer. Although the median survival rate is less than 20 percent, since the cancer is already spreading, doctors have decided it’s best to be prepared. Park Il-sung recalled the other day.
I’ve been working as a meteor for 20 years.
I got quite a lot of work thanks to my unusual voice.
And he happened to be on Pororong and has been a popular meteor ever since.
I had a happy day in the support of many children and parents.
‘There is no time.’
No, I don’t.
There is.
‘…… I wanted to do a little more.’
Children’s happiness cannot be exchanged for anything.
I never thought it would be so nice to just leave money and make someone happy.
Your bear character has died in the scenario. The child’s parents will complain for a while, but it will gradually subside. Someone else will fill his spot.
‘That’s it. No more foolishness.’
Close your eyes.
But then.
Tsk, tsk!
The windows are broken.
Someone’s coming in.
Exotic, full-bodied young man.
“Huff, huff!”
The man, Cyril, looks at the night sleeping on the bed.
His head was shaved tight and bald. And his flesh is so thin.
“Nu, who are you?”
This is Apartment 28. Then how did they break through the window?
“Eat it. I found it.”
Less than a handful of three.
“This,” he said, “is a thousand years old snowflake. If you eat it, I’ll heal you of any disease or wound. Maybe.”
“…… Yes?”
Park Il-sung looked at Kiriel.
Blood spatter all over the body.
It was as if a corpse was moving around.
“…… You look more dangerous than me.”
“This body is irrelevant. Just a little more and you’ll be fine.”
Park Il-sung chewed on it for a thousand years.
The situation was not normal, but it was a situation that was witnessing death, so he naturally conformed to the situation.
Woof.
“…… Oh!”
The frustration in my heart goes away.
And I was refreshed.
“W-what the hell is this…?”
“Work long hours. 300 years, at least. You’re going to score another goal in the middle, and you’re going to see this body again.”
“Now, wait a minute! What’s your name?”
Kiriel confirmed that Park Il-sung was cured.
I hit myself again with a broken window.
* * *
The stars are sad.
There was also the fact that Pororong’s bear had died.
In fact, it was bigger than that that that I haven’t seen Cyril in weeks.
Every morning, the star walked the pawn carriage of Hakkase to check on Kiriel for work.
“Kili Aewatzer?”
“Ah, the stars. Cyril’s not here yet.”
The star is disappointed, dropping its head wide and returning.
Hakaseh sighs as he sees the stars return and sees Cyril crouching beneath the kitchen.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“My wounds have not healed yet. It’ll be better tomorrow.”
I didn’t want to show them ugly mollusks.
Hakaseh sighed even more because he knew Kiriel’s heart.
I knew exactly what he was going through.
Ugh.
Cyril searched for Internet articles on her smartphone.
Park Il-sung, recover!
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The next day.
The star could see Cyril coming to work.
The fact was so, so glad that the stars couldn’t hide their laughter.
I stayed up all night worrying that I might have gone somewhere far away.
Dodo!
The star hugs Kiriel’s leg.
“Oh, you’re early!”
“Yes. If I had rest to this day, I would have been fired from the lizard.”
Cyril grins.
And I checked the time.
Now, it’s time for Pororong.
Kiriel turned on the live broadcast of Pororong on his smartphone.
“Here, look.”
The bear reappears.
I thought I was dead, but the scenario was revised to “rescued under a cliff.”
The pupils of stars are enlarged. Kiriel smiles. The stars will be pleased.
However.
“Kiri lost her first finger!”
“Huh?”
Cyril’s index finger swells up with burns.
I thought I was completely healed, but I couldn’t reach my finger.
“This is good….”
The stars rush home, Hodaddak.
Maybe a minute later. The stars are back.
In the star’s hand was a Band-Aid, and he peeled off the wrapping paper and wrapped it around Cyril’s finger.
“Does this car have ashes on it? Oh, no?”
“…… Uh, hmm. More than that, look here. Bear coming out. He’s not dead.”
The stargaze of the stars is not on a Pororong smartphone.
You face Cyril’s index finger with a Band-Aid on it.
By looking at it.
Cyril raises something deep in her heart.
For some reason, tears came out.
“Ugh! To the Kiri baby? Marnie, do I have to?”
Cyril steals the tears.
“This body is not crying because it is sick.”
“Why are you crying?”
Cyril wept deeply.
Every time, the star was restless.
Kiriel then.
I thought I was really good at coming to Earth.
Moment.
One of the guests is coming.
“Kiriel!”
Hakasse.
When I saw a guest entering the Packaging Wagon, I called Cyril.
“Welcome guests.”
“Hmm?”
The guest was bald.
No, it’s growing a little.
He looks at Cyril and bows.
“Hello. You’ve finally found it.”
The star that heard the voice was startled.
“Huff! Does the bear sound like Li?”
Park Il-sung smiled brightly.