But what is clear is that Mortar Singer, who shed tears even if he asked 100 people, would be called beautiful.

�Are you pretty?�

Even participating in a beauty pageant was enough.

�Don�t lie!�What is this pretty?�Where in the world is there an ugly person like me!�

I was a little annoyed.

�It�s not like that, it�s really pretty!�

Mortasinger did not listen.

�Why are my eyes so torn?�Why can�t my nose be sharper?�Look at my lips, these blurry lips.�

�iced coffee.�

Sirone realized.

�Eating out.�

Mortasinger is beautiful, but his heart is so twisted that even he looks ugly.

�My dirty, ugly, disgusting face!�

It is the incarnation of a complex.

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�Kill.�

Mortasinger was sincere.

�I am tired of living with such an ugly face.�You can do anything, so kill me in the end.�

It was an ability that was manifested because it was a complex bigger than death and pain.

�I will not kill you.�

Mortasinger made a puzzled expression.

�I know that the biggest problem is the heart.�If it can be changed easily, no one will suffer.�but����.�

She is definitely a beautiful person.

�It is not that there is no way.�I can help you love yourself.�

Mortasinger�s reaction was cold.

�You don�t know.�Because it is beautiful.�You�ve never lived with an ugly face like me.�

�You are not ugly either.�

�lie.�

Sirone made a mirror out of material and reflected it.

�Come on, look at your face.� JrNovels.com