TRANSMIGRATION OF BEAUTIFUL AGENT
Micahs

Booms!

A massive explosion tore down the Mall and surrounding buildings . Many people are victims.

Of the many people who became victims, there is a beautiful agent who also became a victim.

The agent was named Micah. He is a very genius agent. There are many important missions that he has successfully completed.

Examples include capturing drug networks across Europe, arresting mafia kidnappers and selling children, saving state data and many other important missions.

Micah has a very beautiful face. Not a few young people like it. Likewise with friends who are as professional as him, but no one has managed to attract his attention.

Micah was shopping with his best friend. He got information if the Mall he visited had been installed with a high-powered bomb.

Micah told his best friend to go home first . After that he helped the officials to find where the bomb was placed.

Unfortunately, when the bomb was found, there was no time to defuse it. Micah and some of the officers still in the building exploded.

Not only the building that exploded but some buildings around it also affected. There are dozens of people who have been victims.

But Micah still had his luck. Even though his body was destroyed yet his soul was transferred to someone's body. It was just that the body he occupied was currently still a child.

Micah moves to the past. Where there are still many kingdoms that stand firmly.

Yoke!

"Ouch!" squealing a little girl.

He felt pain when a pebble hit his forehead. Although the stone is small, but if exposed to the forehead of a small child it must be painful.

"Hey monkey! don't sleep there. The tree is not yours!" a little boy shouted from below.

The little girl looked down. There were a few kids the same age as him gathered there. Among them there are those who carry a kettle with gravel.

Micah felt foreign to the language the children spoke but strangely understood it.

"Who did you say Monkey? " ask the little girl who won't accept it.

He still did not realize that he was no longer the twenty-five year old Micah the beautiful agent. She is currently just a nine-year-old girl.

"Yes you are. Who else would have casually slept on a tree" one of them quipped.

The little girl was confused. Why is he on the tree. Wasn't he trying to defuse the bomb. Don't-don't...

"Hey Monkey... Just shut up! " shouted the boy again.

The little girl immediately stood up, then jumped down.

Bruk!

He landed perfectly in front of the group of little children who had been cheering him on . Then, shaking his waist, he scolded the children.

"Hey little boy.who is polite to older people. Have you never been taught manners in your school?"

Instead of answering, the children laughed at him. Until the girl confused herself.

"Are you old, ma'am?"

"Must be the monkey's brain shifted due to the stone throw ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. "

"Yes.don't-don't he go crazy. "

"Well crazy monkey dong."

"Crazy monkey.... Crazy monkey... Crazy monkey!"

"What!!" screeched the girl with glaring eyes. For a whole new time this time, it was humiliated in such a way.

The children did not stop insulting the little girl. Happiness over the suffering of others is what they feel today.

Micah was still unconscious if his soul had entered the body of a little girl, shabby and dirty. The clothes he was wearing were worn with patches everywhere.

He digested all the talk of the children still cheering before him.

"Are you old, ma'am?"

"The monkey's brain must have been displaced by the stone's throw."

The deg!

Micah looked at his small fingers. Then look at the clothes he was currently wearing.

"No!!" mike shouted hysterically.

"Hey....The crazy monkey ran. Run!" yell the smallest child.

The children ran away leaving him alone. He is still confused by the condition he is experiencing.

Not wanting to be more considered insane, Micah tried to regulate his emotions. He had to think clearly in order to know what was really going on with him.

"Where is this?" seriously muttered.

He looked at the surrounding area. There are many mango trees that are fruiting. Including the tree he was climbing.

"Didn't that just now.the bomb exploded. Did my soul enter the body of this little girl. How can? "

Micah was still thinking about how he could be inside this little girl's body. But his body kept moving forward.

The houses were like the ones he had seen on the television series. Although he is rarely at home, but on the sidelines still like to watch Korean dramas through his smartphone.

Like the other girls Micah is also one of K-lovers. There are a lot of Korean dramas that I have seen.

"Whoa, where is this?" murmured Micah with sparkling eyes.

"Yuna!"

There was a deafening cry of the little girl. But because he didn't feel called so he just kept walking.

"Yuna!"

The little girl ran and stopped in front of him. Breaths gnawing. Before speaking the girl regulated her breathing.

"You why the hell.did call instead of approaching instead keep going. Tired of knowing your nya from earlier," chatted the girl with a single breath.

Micah looked at him confusedly. Just know no. How do you want to stop?

"Kok even bengong. Your mother wants to go to the woods. Your sister has nothing to take care of. So you were told to go home quickly."

"You talk to me? " ask Micah while pointing towards his body.

"of course. Who else is she with?"

"You know me?"

"Not to joke. Since childhood we have always played together. How can I not know? "

"Oh... "

"Oh?

"...?"

"It's better now you go home. Poor your sister."

"Well..but you want to take me there, right?"

"Huh? You don't know where your house is?"

"So there was a kid who threw a pebble at my head. So now I'm a bit dizzy and some things I can't remember" Micah replied giving an excuse.

"Wad... How can? "

"Yes could. Now take me, please help me tell you about me. "

Inevitably the little girl took Micah to the place she believed to be the house of the owner of this body.

The little girl told me that her body was named Hyun Ok . The girl who was talking was named Seo Ah.

Hyun Ok is currently nine years old. Seo Ah is three months older than him.

There was nothing special about Hyun's life. She lives with her mother and her two sisters. His father went to work in the capital. Two years later, his father had never returned home.

Hyun's first sister was a woman named Hyejin. Hyejin is six years old . His younger brother was named Hwan. He is now three years old.

Hyun's mother was named Hana. Hana was twenty-six years old. She married at the age of fourteen and gave birth at the age of seventeen.

Although Hana's age is still fairly young, but due to the situation and conditions make her look older than her age. Even so her beauty still radiated from her shabby face.

Hyun's father was named Kwang. She is three years older than Hannah. He was tall, white and dashing.

Upon arrival at home, Hyun was already awaited by his mother with a sour face. His two sisters were sitting in front of the house while playing the ground.

"Where have you been? " ask the mother wryly.

"Main."

"Had mother said, take care of your sister. But your work continues to play."

"Sorry."

"That's it. Now I want to go to the forest. Take good care of your two sisters . Don't make a move!"

"Good."

From earlier Micah who is currently called Hyun only answered his mother's question briefly. Actually, it confused her mother. But because it was getting late, his mother immediately left.

Now Hyun lives with his two younger siblings. Seo Ah has also come home. Not far from the house that Hyun lived in.

"What are you doing?" hyun asked his two sisters. They were busy with the land they had given water to.

"Mount," answered the two compactly.

"Oh..want you make it?"

"Can you please?"

"You guys think sister can't?"

Both shakes. According to them his brother is usually just making trouble and causing trouble. Because it makes their mother often angry.

"alright... Now you'll prove if you can make a better mountain than yours. "

His two younger siblings just flicked his shoulders indifferently. It is up to what my brother does.