Safe, I found Elise in the slave market, and I decided to go home.

Of course, I could have bought Elise on that occasion. 120 gold coins earned in the pitch-black darkness. Then there were more than 80 gold coins that were won by hanging on Lilina during the fake pitch-black darkness. In time, some gold coins were used for equipment and entertainment, but there are still about 180 gold coins.

I'm surprised there were 160 Elise that should have been 60, but if you think about it, Elise as of 60 is a real meaning injury that kept getting fucked all week by over 100 guys and suffering from psychosis. If you're just a non-virgin, it's not funny from that unique skill or even 100 gold coins. If that's a virgin, it could be more than 150 sheets.

So gold coin 160 is fine. I'm convinced, but I can't get it out on the spot with Pong.

Because it's obviously unnatural.

I want you to even think about it and see it. A young man who had just come to Shanghai from the countryside told me to pay 160 gold coins, and the sight of paying in bulk cash on the spot.

Everyone thinks he is. I think so, too.

Therefore, I made a one-day respite.

Of course, in just one day, it doesn't turn into anything unnatural. But if there is a day, the excuse will widen.

And I already had an excuse for Elise. [M]

"I sold off my grandmother's shapes," he said.

Regardless, there is no such thing. No, I have my grandmother's shapes, but nothing fancy like that.

But Jevanni made me money overnight, which would be more credible than that.

Or there were hands that I would go out into the arena and earn rough money again, but if I did that, my kind who might be there would find out, and even if I didn't, I might find out with the pitch-black darkness.

The same is true if you earn money in the dark of the pitch. Once again the pitch-black darkness has appeared, the gold coins have been roughed up, and the next day when I spend such a large sum of money in the slave market, there is bound to be a link between them.

Therefore, I cannot use this either.

In the first place, there's money, so I wouldn't even take that risk.

Therefore, when I signed a long-term contract for a new inn - and a few steps higher than before, a small inn for each private room but even a bathroom - with a five-piece gold contract in January, I slowly took a bath and soothed my fatigue and fell asleep.

And he accidentally overslept and burst into sleep until evening, rushing to pick up Elise.

"This is the new inn we live in today."

…………………………………………

So, I introduce Elise to the new inn, but all she did was blush and stare at me.

"It was good at Elise's house in the previous inn, because it wasn't going to be open as an inn anymore."

Most importantly, it wouldn't be on the level that sex is hard to do where my father is.

……………………………………………

"... after all, was it better in the previous place?

Elise shakes her head in response to this question. I don't seem to be listening or ignoring you.

But then why doesn't she talk about anything? I can't believe I got aphasia like the original.

"Yes, then good. Yeah, but this inn has a bath. Shall we come in later?"

I'm so unresponsive that I make fun of it.

Exactly. Shame on you a little bit? and when she saw Elise, she nodded lightly.

"If your husband wants..."

So I fell in love with her for a moment smiling.

"Your husband?

"Yes, because I am already your husband's property"

After being taken aback for a moment by Elise, who shudders her body so much, rather like a trance.

"Oh, yeah. No, but you don't usually have to be your husband. And salutations..."

It may be a good idea to be told about your husband or something when you get laid, but I was uncomfortable being called that when I was born and raised in a very common common family.

"If that's what Kane wants..."

I'm in love with Elise, who smiles. [M]

(Ugh... I knew it was hilarious. Elyse looks strangely cute from earlier)

Is it because I'm going to have sex?

My hair is radiant with only a few percent increase in my heart, and I feel my skin is glossy. My eyes, which I thought were a little tight, also hang just a little and give a soft impression. Thin lips also slightly thickened, didn't feel puffy and wanted to suck on it.

.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Or it's clearly prettier than yesterday.

It was true that girls get beautiful when they fall in love......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Hey, hey, get your hands on it"

Take Elise's hand and stare seriously.

Elise, the daughter of a lodger, is so rough with her hands because of the help of her family business. Just as the farmer's daughter has gotten a gritty hand with beans, that's a testament to the worker, not a flaw.

But now Elise's hand had no rough fingers on the condition that the nobleman's maid was also kaya.

White, sneaky long, beautiful fingers. Exactly a guy named Fingers like White Fish. A cartoon killer would have definitely collected it.

"... this finger, the slaver applied any medication?

"Huh?"

Decent Elise. That's where you first noticed your fingers, and you're circling your eyes.

He doesn't seem to be a slaver either. That means that while Elise was unaware, Elise changed... no, it could have changed.

Again, observe Elise from corner to corner.

Now Elise is wrapped up in fancy clothes that are clear, so I can clearly see the lines of her body.

Compare that to Elise you saw a week ago.

Then I could see the difference clearly.

First, the breasts have increased by one rank, making them more beautiful milk. The waist is thinner as if flesh had moved to the chest, and the buttocks are cuddly lifted and beautiful.

Legs are also relaxed, sluggish, and have no connection to O legs or crotch.

I can't even find one spot on my skin, and I can't even find molluscs. It's like a newborn baby.

... Someone else. I won't say until. But compared to Elise a week ago, there was about a difference between the sisters.

Of course, I didn't become a skank. Rather, it is closer to my ideals. [M]

But I couldn't let go and rejoice in this obvious change.

(I'm not a slave trader... it's impossible to change humans so far in a short time. Or, it can't be more that love has changed Elise. then...)

I take out Elise's status card. [M] The slave is also not allowed to have a status card, so my husband, I, kept it.

If there's something that dramatically changes humans, it's one thing. Skills. But as far as I can tell, there's no such thing as "beauty." If such a thing existed, it was nothing more than that there was a hole in the "offensive site” information.

The feeling of impatience annoys me.

And looking at Elise's status without a neighborhood.

["5; d8gt @." protection]: You are a loved one's desire….

(What... this)

Coverage? What, that. That stuff, it wasn't on the offensive site. Besides, what? What is this typed character?

Mystery. Mystery. Mystery.

There's so much I don't know.

What is this protection? “5; d8gt @." Who is it? Why is Elise getting something like this?

Open the details of the “5; d8gt @." protection in an attempt to grasp even one of those clues.

[Don't look!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:

"Wow!?

I accidentally throw Elise's status card and leave with the buttocks.

"Kane!?

Elise came running, but I couldn't speak my eyes out of my status card.

Hey, what!? The voice now! He's coming down... he's falling out of the sky, just like the voice that gives him the "title”.

The only difference is that the voice that always gives me the title belongs to a man, whereas the next one belongs to a woman.

"Huh... Huh... Huh..."

Is it because of fear, my breath gets rough? Still slowly, approaching the stand up status card. And touching a scary card doesn't make your voice fall.

……………………………

"Kane...... yeah?

Elise looks worried and stares at me. I asked after staring at her for a while.

"Protect, does the word sound familiar?

"Protect...? Sorry, I don't know..."

I'm sorry to say that. There's no indication she's lying.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down.

"Sorry, I messed up"

"Yeah......"

Sitting on the bed gives me thoughts about her.

Overnight, no. Elise, who has probably transformed beautifully over the last few hours. In the description of the protection of "∬QQ", the phrase "you are the one who loves you…". Elise's post-change appearance was one that brought her closer to my ideals.

What that means......

(The power to change Elise's body to my taste…)

Stupid, impossible. Then the protection should be on my status card.

No......

(Is it the ability to change your body to someone you like?)

This is in his own interest for once. If so.

(Ability exclusively for Yandere what...)

Well, that's just not gonna happen. If it were such an ability, it would mean that "∬\ ‰" is about to give such an ability to Yandere.

But Elise is not Jandere, even if she has an unhappy attribute.

(It's no use thinking about it any more...)

I have a lot to worry about, but now that I think about it, I won't get an answer.

I had more to worry about now than that.

Yes, it's time to come out of virginity.

Turning to Elise, she stands subtly out of place.

Well, if you think you've been bought as a slave, you'll be staring at me, looking at my status card and being odd, and that'll make me uncomfortable. I mean, I'm a total freak.

Honestly, it doesn't feel like having sex anymore, but I couldn't stand it anymore.

Even in a somewhat forceful atmosphere, I want to have sex. Even if they don't like it, Elise can't run anymore. Nothing to worry about.

Yes, I made up my mind and spoke to her.

"Elise."

Things, at first, are the key. I stare at her with no expression when I speak intentionally low.

"Ugh, yeah."

"This is the first thing I want to say more than become my slave."

"... yeah"

Bending Elise.

"First, I will treat you as a slave from now on. Let me hold you when I want to. You have no privacy, and everything from meals to excrement is under my watch."

"Ahhh..."

To my attitude, which is clearly different than before, Elise would be horrified, her body fluttering and trembling.

"Ask Elise to follow one rule while she is my slave. It's just one simple rule. Absolutely obey my orders... and I will punish you if I fail."

"Then, punishment?

She asks in a trembling voice.

"Yes, punishment. Well, I hope you never know what's going on."

Actually, I just haven't decided yet.

"Then that's your first order."

In a quiet room, the sound of her swallowing.

"Take off your clothes. And show me every inch of that body without hiding it."

"... ahhh..."

She leaks her voice slightly and makes her body tremble even louder.

The moment I tried to give her more orders, not quite listening to them.

She dropped Pasari and clothes that were not in the shape of those clothes.

And when she looked up, there I finally realized.

(Is that it? I'm not scared, I'm scared. Feel it?)

Its face, slightly red-stained, to the neck muscle, is moisturized by the eyes and leaks out of the lips a colourful exhalation. There was no color of terror there at all, and all there was was was the joy of being abused.

As you slowly lower your gaze, its secrets become visible to your eyes.

Not a single hair, a childlike secret. Whether or not I became a pimp because I was a pimp lover, my hairless muscles were dripping down my thighs.

Even as Elise noticed her gaze, shyly rubbing her thighs and thighs together, a sign of excitement overflowed from next to next, finishing just coating her thighs.

I felt the engine keep starting on Elise, who was such a slut and too slutty.

"Maybe you're excited? I lived normally as an ordinary person until yesterday, and suddenly I was thrown into slavery."

………………………

Elise shivering her body silently with a freak.

"Suppose you're excited to be naked in front of a guy you just met a few weeks ago..."

Build up for a moment.

"You're a real pervert."

"Ah......!

Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The leg is gushing like a deer.

(No way. Yikes?... I don't know. Is a woman handsome without touching her?)

"... I doubt you're really a virgin to be so perverted. We need to be sure of this."

With inner excitement, but looking cold on the surface, I give the next order.

"Stand before me and open your legs wide. I'll see if she's a virgin or not."

"... Yes"

Elise obeyed my orders and opened her legs wide into her crotch, showing off her exasperated genitals.

From my gaze sitting on the bed, directly in front of her, it was a very nasty sight.

I swallow one saliva and slowly open her secret with my fingers. Then the love liquid, which was twofold and overflowing, conveyed his fingers.

I seriously observe Elise's secrets. This was the first time I had seen a woman's cock, but like this, I get sexually excited.

I've often obsessed with observing, how am I supposed to determine if I'm a virgin eventually? I came to the question.

Naturally, if I could observe the hymen, I would know that it is a virgin, but it is difficult for me not to know which hymen is.

So I flashed. [M]

(Yes, just let Elise explain. Then let me explain elsewhere and you'll be more familiar)

"Hmm, you're a little unsure. Elise, explain which one is your name."

"........................... Huh?

Elise endured my gaze with her eyes meditating, but I was just amazed at this.

"Come on. It's my body, you know.

"Oh no..."

Exactly my own description of the omanco distorts my face crying if my servant Elise is too shy too.

"Orders."

".................. Yes"

Still, when I gave the order, Elise pointed out her pussy.

"Oh, um..."

"Yeah."

"Here, a little on this tip, there's a pointy... Wow, you know what I mean?

"This?"

"Ah!"

Hey, with a bean-like protrusion of it, Elise pulled her back in a vicious manner. Surprised by its sensitive reaction, I command.

"Look, I don't pull my hips"

"Yes. I'm sorry."

Elise tries to show off her hips again.

"So?"

"Um... this is, uh, Clitoris. It's, like, a girl's... it's like a boy's alley."

"Heh.... are you following me for something called this clitoris?

"Huh?"

"That's why you're like a man's dick, isn't it? But he can piss like a man, and what are you following him for?

"Well, it's the... ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………"

"What?"

"Eh."

"To feel better? That's all?"

"Yes............"

"Well, women have a lot of convenience on them."

Then I'll have to do a lot of teasing later. With that said, Elise whispered thank you in a heartfelt embarrassment.

"So, this is... that, peeing... hole..."

When Elise looked at the tip of her finger, she hid in a wrinkle or something and had no idea which was true.

I know you can tell if you actually pee, but that's just too level. I'll also develop the urethra one day, so I'll try to show it to you again.

"And... beneath the pee hole is... oh, this hole,"

"Oh. I know this. You're the one who's been dripping juice since earlier, right?

"Hey......"

To this word, Elise was also the limit of shame, finally unable to stand and stay.

Oman, this description is good and I don't know a bit why the pointing out of love liquid is limiting, but elisely, that seemed the most embarrassing.

But I'm not satisfied yet. When I gave Elise the order, I made her pose the same way again.

"Ugh..."

Elise opens O-manko with a crying face but keeps drooling her love fluids all the time.

I ask her to continue. [M]

"So? Why does Elise's cunt keep drooling this juice all the time?

"Oh, that's..."

"What's that?

"This is exciting... because I am... ahhh"

Elise is suddenly touched with her fingers by the clitoris and gives a tall voice. But this time, I didn't pull my back.

With such a heartfelt praise for Elise, I clinch the clitoris.

"Excited? Why are you so excited?

"Oh, that's... wow, that's naked... well, your husband's... uuch"

How sensitive is Clitoris, Elise answers desperately, shaking her guts and legs.

The magnitude of the pleasure that was attacking Elise could be seen at a glance, as she draped yodales from her lips and let her gaze swim in an unawares direction.

"Naked? Why are you so excited when you're naked? You're just embarrassed."

"It's... it's, uh, it's, uh, shy, yeah, it's... Mm-hmm."

The love liquid, which was no longer overflowing from Elise, was enough to pass on my legs and create a small build-up of water on the floor, and the sleeves of my clothes were discolored to half.

Soon we may see Elise's discerning peak.

I last-minute to Elise as I painfully stiffen my crotch.

"Shame on you?

"Ha, I'm embarrassed...! Excited! I do!

"Ha-ha-ha, you're a total pervert."

I accelerate the movement of my fingers to Elise, who barked half the way backwards.

When she peeled Clitoris' skin off and borrowed a slip of love liquid to moisten him at high speed, Elise shook her whole body and leaned back.

"Ohhhh! No more, no!!!

Pussy, and when she blew the clear liquid out of her cock, not sure if it was a love liquid or a pee, Elise went in and out to keep her legs from being powerless.

"Ha... ha... ha"

Elise leads to my legs with blurred eyes and rough breath. I said, stroking her head like that.

"Yes, well done."

"............ Ah, Kane...... yeah"

Accidentally, Elise's tone looking up at this one is back to normal. Apparently, the tone changes only when you “play”.

I, too, was called your husband when playing, and it was easier to do it with respect.

I whisper to Elise, who is rubbing her head against my legs like a sleigh and a cat.

"Hey, now make me feel better."

".................. yeah"

Elise slowly began to take off my pants as she nodded with her fluttering eyes.