Aiming to Be an Orc Gentleman

The punishment was as if ineffective.

No, I also said that word as an act in progress, but it didn't work, and Muke became even more stuck than before.

I'm also a man, so I'm happy to be sweetened by a pretty girl, and I'm gonna stick around and stroke her, but that's not what I should have done.

Every time she gets sweet, we end up at the end. I could say no, but the textbook also said to answer, and most importantly, I couldn't stand it.

With that pretty voice, with a mellow look. When I try to say no, I get a terribly chopped up face, and I end up at the end of the day.

It's my analysis, but self-restraint doesn't seem to work for each other anymore. I found out more about the pleasure of intercourse, so Muke seemed to have the same reason. Somehow, I think I've become an animal.

I'm looking for a gentleman, but I don't like to go back to being just an oak, so I tried to stay out of contact with Muke in an attempt to restrain myself, but it seemed counterproductive and I started restraining myself and was attacked on the morning of the third day. Sexually, of course.

I almost got a Muke virgin in the open, but I'm an oak there too. Using her privileged physique to push the pressing muke to the ground, she managed to escape the difficulties by messing around until she passed out her butthole. I understood that women shouldn't be forced to do things in this event, and I didn't want to be turned into a sweet muke, but I didn't just mobilize reason.

Though, I also just learned about the pleasure of having sex in an oak. I also wanted to spit out my desires by inserting them into Muke's anal, but while I was committed to letting her faint somehow, I was plagued by a lust that grew stronger every day.

What's wrong is that you get to the end of it while the muke is sweetening, and it's bad that you can't walk. There are wildlife living in the woods, and there are plenty of beasts that come under attack. So I wanted to get out of the woods as soon as possible, and I decided to pass out the muke until I woke up.

I've heard from my buddy Orc that elves have a weak sexual appetite, but that's a big mistake. It means I'm not crazy about color enough to be forced to commit and have lust. If you return the back, if you accept it, it will mean that it is more lusty and colorful than you can think of from its beauty. I'm a boulder lust demon orc. I guess you don't know that it shouldn't be your own sex.

But that troubles me too today. We came as close as the forest exit with the muke hugging us in our arms.

I've only been around here, so if you go through the woods, your real journey will begin. It seems that Muke has never been out of the woods either and is concerned about the lives of other races. That's a change that I don't think was exclusive. As long as I'm happy.

"Hey Ruto, the sun's going down already, but don't you have to get ready for Nojuku?

"It's okay. They say there's a city right out of the woods, so I'm going to rest there today. Are you tired?

"Yeah, I'm fine. Even if you don't have ears, you're an elf. We can still walk."

"Yes, you did."

Looking at Muke smiling and looking up at him, he seems so different that he doesn't think he's an elf. Especially since I still can't believe this cuteness that will always sweeten me.

"Oh, you know what? When you get to that city, you stop at the inn, right?

"I'm going to. I have the money, and I haven't slept on the ground in a long time."

"Oh, well. Bye......... Um, the"

What's wrong with reddening your ears to the point where they are about to heal? If you're not feeling well, you need to hurry. She dyed her face red more and more and moisturized her eyes for some reason as she waited for the word-stuffed muke to tell her the rest.

"At night, you know... I want a lot of shi. Rut's fingers feel good, too, but I knew it."

Oh, I'm still an apprentice, too, for letting a woman say this. If they say that much, they'll know what Muke wants.

"I'll apologize first. I don't think I can stand it either. It could get messed up like before."

"Mmm...... fine. Lots of shi."

That look is against the rules. If you turn red on your cheeks and are looked up with moist eyes, what kind of gentleman would you fall on?

I swallowed it with my saliva so I could barely peel it off. [M] It was dangerous.

The exit of the forest is easy to understand and the tip of the trees is outside the forest. We never had a particularly dangerous eye, and we were able to get through the woods by ourselves. Since the sun will already set in the shade, I have to prepare today's inn, but I don't need to go wild.

"Wow...... big"

I snorted at Muke, who snapped like I was impressed.

As soon as we get out of the woods, there's a city. The size overwhelmed Muke that he had first come out of the woods, and I was surprised. The city of Nunu, known as Nunu, is the only base that connects the forest to the outside world, and it has developed to this scale because it attracts a large number of people. To tell the truth, I've never seen another city on this scale, so I can't explain it in detail. I just came out of a hole in my nest. It's a country thing. It's a big difference between knowing it in a book and actually seeing it.

We finally set foot in the city of Nunu after calling a muke who seemed to be surprised forever.

The title, the only hub connecting the forest to the outside world, didn't seem to be Dada, it was a crowd like I'd never seen in the woods. The people in the city were active when they said the night was already near and it still made me feel painful that it was different from the countryside.

In the meantime, I tried to find an inn, but it stopped working at all since Muke crossed the city entrance. You don't look surprised by the number of people. I feel like I'm trying to cover my ears that are getting shorter......

"Hey Rut...... me, are you okay?

At the end of Muke's gaze was the appearance of an elf tribe with no missing ears.

Failed. The fact that there are a lot of transactions also means that we see a lot of elves. They are a proud species. Did the elf pass right in front of you, butt in, remind you? That one incident that was attacked by a fellow countryman seemed to be deeply wounded.

I even had a crying look on my face, and I gently held Muke's hand, stroking her ear, which had gotten shorter.

"You don't have to be afraid."

"……… yeah."

"It's okay. Muke hasn't done anything wrong. No matter what happens, I will protect you."

"Rut......"

"If anyone says anything bad about Muke, I'll beat him up."

"Because I believe you. Thanks."

Leave it to me.

We walked side-by-side in the city, holding on to Muke's white hand.

The night book came down and we finally found the inn. I tried going around a few inns by the time I got here, but everything seemed full and I had no choice but to walk around strange cities. I'm fine with my race-patterned health, but it seemed hard for Muke, who was nervous about his first city, and I was totally tired.

The “Forest Exit Pavilion”, an inn that exists just off the boulevard, is somewhat lonely or not lively. The old building is cleaned beautifully, and the flowers in the flowerbed are well maintained so it doesn't seem to be closed, but I was under the impression that it was very dark. Nevertheless, it's impossible to find another inn now that the sun has set, and I can't help it because the room doesn't seem to be available.

When I opened the door, the lights were on. At the same time, the bell put on the door rang and a rushing footsteps rang from the back.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't expect a customer!

Pekopeko and the head of the woman lowering her head had round ears. From the height comparable to that of a well-fitted oak and its ears, you would be of the Ware Bear tribe. Both men and women are like the true opposite of physique and an oak that is superior in strength and yet gentle in heart.

The Wearbears, who do not like to fight, seem to run inns and shops like the women in front of them in order to live as far away from the dispute as possible. Nevertheless, the woman in front of me feels a little too young. Is it in the late teens? It's rude to pry too much, so be careful.

"Um, so you're staying... right?

"Yes, I am. Is your room available?

A woman who looked surprised by the talking oak alternated between me and Muke. Normally, the elves can't be alongside their own natural enemies, the oak, so I know that surprise well. Nevertheless, if we were to have a blatant eye, we would be in trouble, and now Muke is hiding behind my back. Somehow, I don't feel like Warebear women are used to boarding jobs.

"Um, the room is…………."

"Oh, I'm free! It's empty enough for an idle bird to ring!

Does that mean all the rooms are empty?

"Uh, how many rooms do you have? Well, with all due respect, the customer is a couple............?

I don't feel like I'm being tried right now. It's a combination of us who can't help but confuse the innkeepers, and from the side, it just seems like an orc of bad wisdom is making the elf girl obey. But we think of each other. I never made it a clear word until now, but it's just the right opportunity.

I'm a man, too. Tighten your chest firmly.

"This man is a loved one. We're lovers."

Guru and Muke are pushing me in the face, are you ashamed?

"Is that so? So can I have one room?

"Yes."

I'm a lot surprised, but I guess I just seem to have been forced to handcuff you when it was me.

I miss you so much.

We were shown to the room for dinner courtesy of the Ware Bear woman, Orine. As I thought when I saw the exterior of the inn, they wanted to digest fast legged vegetables because they didn't have customers. I shouldn't just have it, so I gave you salted ravioli as a substitute. Muke and Mr. Orine, who cook side by side looking fun, looked like an apron was eye blessing.

Muke and Mr. Orine seemed to get along as they went to the clothes store between closings to buy clothes for Muke. I'm relieved that I don't like Muke with an anxious look on his face.

When I woke up, Muke was resting on me. Again, it's about a turn smaller than the average elf tribe with long skinny bodies. Instead, it is smooth because of its long hands and feet. In the past, there wouldn't be an orc hugged by a girl like this.

One large bed, two round tables and chairs, quite large and well cleaned.

Muke, who became friends with Mr. Orine, told me that her parents are spending the rest of their lives in the country town, cutting up this “forest exit pavilion” by herself.

It's a strange story that, despite the inn that has a beautiful Mr. Orine, there are no guests at all, and even if it's not an oak, there seems to be a lot of men attracted to her looks, but it doesn't either. That smells kind of bad.

When did you wake up, Muke stared at my face? It makes me want to attack the muke if I'm seen too much, but I may be a little uncontrollable today. Yesterday, Muke's fatigue peaked when she walked around looking for a place to stay and she fell asleep shortly after. That's why my groin has been stuck since morning.

I'm touching Muke's thighs sleeping on me, but she won't move with my face stared at.

"Muke, what's wrong?

"Mmm, it's nothing. Just thought you'd be happy."

"Haha, I'm happy to meet Muke too."

I said, and for some reason the muke turned bright red to the ear when I only touched it. I know you're trying to squeeze a loose look into it, but you're not doing well. You gave up, you sucked it in my mouth.

I'm not satisfied with a kiss I just touch, so I screw my tongue aggressively. Then Muke happily loosened his eyes and didn't tangle his hot tongue violently.

I couldn't yesterday. I think I'll leave it like this. Apparently, Muke feels the same way, and her thin fingers stretched out as she did into my tent.

That's when the yelling came from downstairs.