Possessing The Obsessive Maniac’s Cotton Doll

“Fuuuckkk! Damn professor, you see where I’m going wellllll!”

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This is the voice from a graduate student who escaped after being locked up in the lab for over ten days.

“Park Yul.
Calm down, calm down!”

“Can I really be calm now?! Fuck… You know what the damn professor said to me? I was told that there is no suitable picture among the images, so they told me to draw it… Crazy guy, am I an art student? Are I an art student?!”

“Hey, you idiot, drink slowly… !”

Yul ruffled his hair in rage.
Then he took a bottle of soju in front of him and drank directly from it.
A colorless liquid was sucked into Yul’s mouth.

“I will drink till I die.”

“You told me that last month.”

“I drank less then.
I should have drank more and died.
Why am I suffering like this now because I drank right before I died then and didn’t die?…”

Yul lamented mixed with regret that would come about once a month, and ate dry snacks.

He made up his mind while chewing the dried squid.

I’m going to drink today and die.

About two hours later, Yul was supported by Changhyun and left the pub.
After helping Yul and coming down to the first floor from the pub on the second floor, Changhyun got exhausted and let go of Yul.
Even though he was slender without much fat, his stomach became heavy after drinking alcohol.

“Why’d you let go! Oh gosh, oh gosh, that hurts!”

Yul, whose buttocks just fell to the floor, muttered without even thinking of getting up.
It had been a long time since consciousness had already flown out the window.

“Oh gosh, oh gosh, I’m dying… Everyone, this poor graduate student is finally dying… Oh? Hey, let’s play the claw machine.”

“How did this bastard find a claw machine in this spirit?”

Yul’s drinking habit was to be obsessed with playing the claw machine.
Changhyun couldn’t even stand properly but Yul was finding claw machines around like a ghost.

On Friday night, after midnight, the downtown area was bustling despite the spread of the coronavirus.
Among the people who wore masks and raised their voices, Yul and Changhyun also became noisy with a scuffle.

“Ugh, this bastard is drunk again.”

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“Oh, I didn’t get drunk! Look at this, I’m walking so damn well.
In a straight line, eh?”

“Yeah, you’re going straight.
Because you’re crawling on all fours.”

Changhyun clicked his tongue.
Park Yul, this punk used to become a dog if he drank alcohol.
He might as well crawl on all fours and bark, but his crawling on all fours meant ‘let’s play the claw machine’.
He was a mess whenever he drank alcohol.

“I’m freaking good at drawing dolls.
Fucking good… Completely1… Hey, this is what kids say these days, right? Teen talk is so these days… I can’t keep up.”

“They don’t use that word these days.
You old man.
Be quiet and get up.”

Even if he was drunk with babbling, he got drunk firmly.
Well, actually, at the point when you’re crawling down the downtown floor on all fours, everyone will know that ‘this man is fucking drunk’.

Changhyun bit his tongue and looked pathetically at his old friend, Yul.
He couldn’t tell when he was going to grow up even after getting out of the military.

Usually, it seemed that a screw was loose somewhere, but he acts like a human being, but if he drinks alcohol, he became like a dog.

“Ah~ I said let’s play the claw machineeee!!!”

“Ah frick, I get it! I get it so get up.”

“Really?”

“Ah, really.”

“Ah fuck~! Hey, lift me up.”

“You’re so annoying.”

“No.”

“No what?”

“I’m not an eggplant2.
It tastes awful.
I’ll be a cucumber.
I’ll be a cucumber, a cucumber.”

“… Ha, what should I really do with this bastard?”

“Cucumber, cucumber~”

Changhyun clenched his teeth and swallowed the curse that came up to his throat.
When he cursed at a drunk guy, it only hurt his throat.

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In any case, Yul, who was drunk, got up from his prostrate body with the help of Changhyun.

Trembling like a newborn giraffe, Yul, who barely stood in place, walked into the claw machine store right in front of him.

“Hey, I’ll do that one.
That.”

“Enough.”

“Fine.
Then I will have it.”

“I’m going to kill you if you messaged me tomorrow saying that you’re lying next to a doll you’ve never seen before.”

“Okay okay.
Trust me.”

Not even knowing what to trust, Yul with a red face pounded his chest with his fist.
And then let out a sound of death, ‘It hurts… ‘.

Changhyun looked at him and wondered what the hell he had committed in his past life to be friends with such a mess.

“Ah… Why didn’t it get picked up?”

Meanwhile, Yul quickly squandered the thousand-won bill he had.
Thanks to the mask that covered more than half of his face, only eyes to the top cou