Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

She is gently caressing her hair. Rubbing against warm hands in the midst of lumps. Feels good.

"Mm... more"

I want you to stroke me. Has the hand understood my will or resumes gently stroking. Smells like I love it. My thighs are ticklish.

"Mmm... ticklish"

"Uh... hey, no! I can see it! I'll take my tail off, so don't roll it!

"... Funya?

My eyes woke with the voice of a hurried dilk. Check my current situation.

Me being held by a princess on the lap of a dilk wearing an agua. And I remembered the situation before I lost consciousness and rushed to try to escape Dilk's lap... Mr. Rosalia! Out of the way... Huh? Don't be funny! Shame on you or die! For shame or death!! No matter how weak you were, you fell asleep from crying!? I can't see Dilk's face!

"Good morning, Rosalind. Sorry, wake me up... that, sleeping rosalind is cute and taily..."

"Tail..."

Was it the tail that was tickling your thighs? Did you see underwear because you fell asleep and tried to skirt roll it off?

"... Dirk was observing my sleeping face?

"Yeah."

"Excuse me, I want to get back on my feet. Shame on you or die. People seemed to be creatures dying of embarrassment. It explodes. That's it. Don't come near me. Don't touch me. I'll bounce and fly."

"I don't know, but calm down!

Dilk captures me while trying to escape. It was no match for power, and it was captured lightly. Rather closely and surely the situation worsened.

"Ha ha! Shame on you or die! For shame or death! I'd rather not calm down! I'll cry!

"Are you going to cry? I want to hug Rosalind... no?

At close range, neck tilting dilk. No more? Bruises and cuteness!

A little shovon expression is pitiful cute!

But a word is a hand that captures me on the back is powerful and manly.

"Dirk's Dastard"

I clung to Dilk's neck and kept his face invisible.

"Hehe... Ouch"

I put a kiss mark on my belly to my neck muscle. Peeling, and licking marks.

"... Dilk, aren't you cold?

Dilk was still naked in his upper body.

"I couldn't wear it because Rosalind was sticking around, and I didn't want to let go... and Rosalind's warm, so I'm fine. Besides, if it's cold, all you have to do is beast."

Touch both hands of Dilk. Warm. It seems true that it's not cold. Hands, they're big. The skin is stiff after a bite. A swordsman's hand.

"... Calmed down?

"No. I'm not at all comfortable. Sorry for suddenly crying out loud."

Tell without looking at Dirk's face. My face is definitely bright red right now. My cheeks are hot and I can't show them to you. Dirk doesn't care about my attitude like that, or he's shaking when his tail is in a mood.

"... what makes you happy?

"Because Rosalind sweetened me. Because he cried for me not to put up with it, not to hide it. Me, I want to be able to stand next to Rosalind... I wonder if I got a little closer."

I bumped my forehead gently against his forehead. His smile is gentle.

"I'm sure I... rely on you more than Dirk thinks. I thought Dilk was next door."

"Eh heh."

He kisses me in a good mood. He's happy and his tail is shaking. When I took my gaze off the dilk because I was embarrassed, I noticed blood on both my hands.

"Huh?"

I follow my memories and remember scratching them when they snapped.

"Dirk, I'm sorry! Back wound hurts right!? Because I'll heal you now!

Dirk gave me a troubled look in a hurry.

"I don't want to heal your back."

"I didn't know Dirk had a cruelty."

"Because it's not! It's not a big scratch, and it's proof that Rosalind has sweetened me, so I just want to leave it when it's even until it heals naturally!

"... Okay, heal"

"Yes!?

"I'm going to destroy any evidence of my sweetness! They'll erase it without a trace. Wow!

"Hey! Here! So don't turn it off!

Dirk panicked and tickled so that I couldn't activate the magic.

"Hihaha! Stop... hahaha!

I used to seem to remember a story about magic being creepy about concentration, so you can't use it unless you focus it. Though liberated, he doesn't seem willing to retreat to the dilk.

"Ugh."

I glance at him with tears, but Dirk is nicotine. I decided to go with my bare hands because there were only signs of payback when I went from the front.

Speaking of which, during this time, there was a physical measurement.

"Yeah?"

"My chest has grown a little"

"Because I don't need a report like that! Keep it to yourself! Hide it there! I always think, because Rosalind is a lot strange to be shy of!!

Dirk said, turning his face bright red.

"Really? Sometimes on purpose. And I'm not ashamed of being grand."

"I'm not playing with you! And be more ashamed!!

"I think it's because of the massage that my chest has grown. If you do, I won't erase the wound. What do you say?

Dirk thought for a while and replied.

"Okay."

"Heh? Hey..."

I was sweetening Dilk's obsession with wounds. It's a failed operation. Yet, I've had enough of a counterattack to get massaged.

"Ah, uh..."

"Punish me a little"

Though Dilk was blushing, he was quite relentless. That's a good lesson, that you shouldn't let Dirk get serious.

Thus, my holiday with Dirk has passed.