Arcadia’s Labyrinth

Leriana and I broke up and I were headed to the fountain square in the heart of the city.

After that, I ended up being forced to fight Leriana in the arena.

As far as I'm concerned, I want to avoid imitations that show off my powers anymore, and I wanted to do it in an inappropriately unpopular place in order to remember past flatteries.

But he said, "Yadda, yadda, yadda! It has to be the arena, Yader!" and how difficult it was to resist Leriana, who was wasting her breasts like a child, and I was pushed away.

More than in ancient times, a creature called a man is able to beat a crying child and a swinging tit.

"You're as vibrant as ever..."

When I got to Fountain Square without a thing, I looked around for a moment.

Fountain Square is a huge square located in the heart of the city, with huge paths stretching east, west, north and south leading to commercial districts, residential districts, downtown areas and administrative offices, respectively.

The northern administration has become a somewhat elevated stop with lord's castles, colleges and aristocratic homes, and the southern downtown area is a place for entertainment such as a fighting field to gather in whorehouses, casinos and slave markets. To the east was a commercial district lined with various shops, such as arms stores, tool shops, grocery stores, etc., which was divided into residential areas for ordinary people, including lodging houses to the west.

Slightly southwest of Fountain Square, that 'ideal home of the legendary gods' also exists, so this square is well used as a meeting place, and for this reason there were various stalls lined up day and night, always full of festival vibrancy.

When I first came to this city, when I saw the vibrancy of this square, I accidentally asked someone who was there, "Is this a festival day?" and scratched the red shame by asking a countryman round question... well now it's a good memory.

At the centre of the square, as its name suggests, there is a huge fountain, which always blows out water as high as five metres. There were tons of coins sinking in the fountain that existed around it, and that was due to the jinx that surrounded this fountain: "You don't die in the labyrinth if you put coins in here and then go".

I also threw a solid coin in here the day I first dived into the labyrinth, and the result was splendidly scattered in cobolts.

Since then, even a single coin has not been thrown into the fountain without such shards of benefit.

... No, I have me now as a result, so maybe the other way around is great benefits...?

I figured I'd put a coin in it again. Make a prayer that you'll see Boxgirl from now on.

By the way, this fountain coin. This seems to be a donation treatment to the government, and if you want to try and tickle one, you're under arrest. Besides, he stole the stuff from the Uemura administration, making it a felony comparable to murder.

Sometimes it's also a specialty here that there's a little incident where a countryman who knows nothing steals coins... or is rushed to pick them up and can be stopped by the people around him.

Now, this fountain square, but here's another important role.

That's what they call a labyrinth group map depicting the list and location of the labyrinth that's emerging now.

Labyrinth group maps are huge demonic props, I don't know how they work, but they sense almost all the labyrinths around them and display them on the map as they are.

The adventurers see it and decide which labyrinth to go to today.

Coming in front of the labyrinth group map, I took out a lottery that I had missed.

And when I peeled off the paper that doubled, there was a labyrinth named 'The Lonely Merchant's Villa'.

"The Lonely Merchant's Villa" or..., for now, the difficulty of attacking me alone makes me feel safe there.

The word loneliness denotes a small number of enemies but a strong united enemy, the next merchant denotes that the drop items come out at random, and the last villa denotes that the dungeon has a large building type there and a large number of traps.

Well, as for difficulty, did I just say a smaller labyrinth than a medium-sized labyrinth? The trap is a little troublesome, but my purpose this time is not to break the labyrinth or collect items, so it will depend on how I do it.

That means that my current status can be cleared normally.

The problem is that Olive has been telling me where Boxgirl is.

For that matter, I even know where Boxgirl is. Intelligence...... No. Ability to be a fortune teller. Obviously it's not just a mob character. It's the level of character involved in the "story”.

But no character gets caught up in my tactical knowledge.

What a characteristic character of a luscious woman with red hair, if I knew it, I'd think of it right away.

That means she's at least someone who doesn't appear in the game.

Well, think about it in common sense, that's fine because there would normally be sesame seeds for a powerful person who doesn't appear in the game.

The question is, is she my enemy... or is she someone harmful to Elise?

If you're not the enemy...... you can do as much as you want. It's her life. Interference is no good. But if Elise has a slight crisis then...

... Well, it's only a hypothetical story.

Tomorrow, we're going to make sure of that.

And so far, I thought it was unlikely. [M]

That's because she offered me a great deal of profit called Boxgirl.

If she's the enemy, I don't see the point in getting this far. Anyway, I'm just a young man at first sight. Only “like” me know that I'm the hero.

And if she's “kind," the blatant action so far only adds to my suspicion.

If she's “one of a kind," she should thoroughly avoid contact with me. And on top of that, I guess I'll make a leap as I did the last time I was Oriole around.

That means it is reasonable to assume that she is doing this with her own thoughts, not at least “of her kind”.

And that's a relatively likely trend that's not detrimental to me more than offering the benefit of a box girl... I thought.

Most importantly, I'm also talking about if there really is a box girl in the labyrinth that I'm going to now.

If there was really a box girl, you could trust her for a little while.

Or I want you to stay.

This intelligence ability would be greatly helpful if you were on your side, and I don't want to be hostile if you're strong on it. No one will like it and want the presence of a mighty enemy.

I headed to the Lonely Merchant's Villa, feeling like I was half praying. [M]

"The Lonely Merchant's Villa" was not far from the city.

As I crept through the entrance to the labyrinth, I saw a wide entrance there and a large staircase leading upstairs in the back.

It was a large and luxurious interior mansion, but the overall color scheme was dark and the space had a somewhat harsh atmosphere.

Somewhere here, there's a box girl.

When I used pneumonia and turned off the signs, I began to explore the museum carefully.

Let's start with the ground floor section.

Proceed using the mirror around the corner to check ahead.

These construction-type dungeons usually have enemies lurking in each room, but some types of enemies wander down the hallway from time to time.

In my prediction, Box Girl was that type, and I wanted to avoid being cautiously cornered and seen and locked away.

Having confirmed that there was nothing at the end of the hallway, I will next check the doors of some rooms in the hallway.

The effect of the skill's eye-catcher makes traps and other things visible to me today. After looking over and making sure there was no trap, I next looked at the door and wondered if there was any sign of the enemy.

I don't have a hearing ear as a skill, but I can make a hearing ear in the real sense by feeling high.

As a result, I confirmed that there was a single monster in the room.

It's time to open the door slightly and see the enemy.

The one in the room was a wooden doll. The size is human and she is wearing made-up clothes. It's a wood-made puppet.

The made-up papet was just turning his back and making the bed.... Totally full of gaps. Don't be easy to fuck now.

I gently opened the door and snuck up to the maid puppet with the signs off, cutting off the maid puppet with a blow from behind.

A made-up papet that disappears into light without a word being leaked. I'm sure she wouldn't have perceived what had happened.

I glanced around the room when I picked up the handy fabric of the drop item.

Hi, it looks like a room with a large bed in the center of the room and a mirror stand and closet on the table set at the wall.

When I looked over the room briefly and made sure there were no hidden doors, crates, etc., I left the room and resumed my exploration.

We attack the rooms one after the other at the same pace as we did earlier.

There were no enemies in the room or occasionally a chest containing a small amount of money, but the offense went largely smoothly.

As I proceeded through the hall carefully but lightly, I felt a different sign from what I had before, and stopped.

What if...? From the corner of the hallway, I thought, except for the dreaded end, there was the appearance of my long-awaited existence.

A girl who fits perfectly in a chest floating in the universe with a pukapuka...... definitely a box girl!

All right, all right, all right! That's good, you were really there!

My tension rises in the presence of a living lottery.

Worried that Box Girl would not notice me because of the bouncing heart sound, I observed Box Girl looking alive.

If you close your eyes to the odd point of being naked and inside a crate, her appearance was no different than that of a human object.

The exterior, in a nutshell, is blonde short Lori. Remains of childhood, but its face is neat and very cute. Those big blue eyes were narrowed to a sleeping beard for some reason, they were commonly known as jito eyes, and that suited her atmosphere.

This is, to be honest, a delightful miscalculation.

Even if Boxgirl was goblin-like scrupulous, she was going to tear it down for experience, but if she's so cute Lori would rather be welcome.

- Box girl's way of dealing with things other than battle, it's always sex.

Box Girl is a special monster that can be defeated with a rare BF (Battle Fuck) among many monsters.

And to do that, we have to get close without being alerted by Boxgirl first.

But Boxgirl gets stuck in a box in an instant when she sees someone she sees as a threat.

So what do I do?

The answer is simple.

All you have to do is get naked and get close so that Boxgirl doesn't see you as a threat.

By approaching him without a belt and by appealing to him not to be a threat all over his body, Boxgirl finally releases his stubborn vigilance.

Unlock Box Girl's vigilance by disarming all gear in a dangerous labyrinth…. Exactly Columbus' egggish idea. It's the thought of scales falling from your eyes.

When I made sure there was no sign of a monster around me, I quickly took off my clothes, got naked and shrugged out of the corner.

Boxgirl reacts sensitively to the sudden signs of others and looks back at me. And when he saw me, he stopped moving like a cat with eyes and eyes.

... alerted. But not enough to be stuck in a box.

I tried to walk over to Box Girl with a smile on my face and stopped moving perfectly when I saw Box Girl stranded in the box.

Mm, I just got naked. So you can't? Enemy, you mean you don't seem to be seen as, but aren't allowed enough to get close at the same time?

Well, what do we do? If you can't get close to us.

(We just have to get closer from the other guy...)

When I laughed, I laid my hands on my hips and rose. [M]

Firstly, it sparks interest at the same time without irritating Boxgirl's vigilance.

I shook my hips in a subtle manner, trying not to irritate her. [M]

My buddy, who hasn't been in combat yet, shakes softly.

Fascinating pendulum movement like a cat. That was an area that could also be called a kind of skill, with the synergy of the concept of fascination that magical dicks inhabit. If you want to name it, did you just say "penis"?

Box Girl, attracted by the mysterious movement of Chancha, is packing a tight distance.

That's good, it works great!

I decided to pull Boxgirl to the limit while waving my dick at that rate.

But Box Girl stops moving perfectly around a distance of 3m or something.

Apparently, this is her current critical distance for vigilance.

Nowadays, Boxgirl rides herself out of the box like an old man who bumps into her in the front row of the strip theater and stares at my dick.

Here I took my approach a step further. [M]

Magical dick, the only unique piece of equipment that doesn't inspire box girl alertness. It was used.

Blood flow begins to supply the corpus cavernosum with furious momentum and erects as the magical dick sees it. Metamorphoses to battle form.

From that potato worm to a pupae, the transformation seemed to eagle Boxgirl's curiosity, and at last she was close to touching me.

Give me this far and the rest will be easy.

As I gently reached out to her, I took it out of the lift box from my armpit.

She shook her body in a freak the moment she touched it, but stared at my face when she realized I had no hostility.

Her appearance, seen up close, was really neat. The little body was just like a doll.

Keep her in your arms and enter a small room with no sign of the enemy.

And I lay her down to the bed placed in the center of the room.

Boxgirl doesn't seem to know exactly what she's going to do, she looks at Kyoton and me and tilts her neck.

Such an innocent appearance ignited my inferiority even more.

Reach for a flat chest and caress gently.

The little fuzzy chest felt more like rubbing than rubbing, and I stroked it in the palm of my hand with a little nipple like a BB bullet.

That faint stimulus seemed more acceptable to Boxgirl, who didn't know about sexual pleasure, and immediately let her gaze and start sniffing sweetly.

I gently crawled my tongue as my little nipples still started pointing hard.

……

Box Girl trembles and shakes her body in a stuffy stimulus.

But as soon as I gently licked along the milk wheel, I began to relax that body.

Boxgirl's little tits felt slightly sweet, even though it couldn't be, and she felt like they smelled good like milk.

I'm the one with the big tits fetish I admit to myself, but it was such a sweet feeling that I was going to think about re-purposeful "Lori might be good too..."

When I occasionally blamed him for not pinching his nipples with his lips or becoming a one-pattern, Boxgirl inadvertently started rubbing his feet together.

I felt it was handy, and I reached for her forehead.

Thin thighs still make you feel fat and soft under the skin, and skin without a single hairline is smooth to suck on and feels really comfortable to touch.

As I enjoyed the feeling and finally continued rubbing the fudge, nature and Boxgirl's legs opened wide.

Before me, her innocent and defenseless secrets are exposed.

It feels like a slightly raised longitudinal muscle of meat, and it closes perfectly even when the legs are opened.

But from there, the love liquid was pouring out of her as if spring water were gushing out of the shoreline, and it did represent her feeling of comfort.

I saw that. My penis tightened painfully.

I rubbed a thing against Boxgirl's flat breast as if to soothe it a little bit.

"Ooh, ooh..."

Unexpectedly, my voice leaks low. Slippery box-girl skin was so pleasant that the hair lay upside down. I rub my dick against Boxgirl's chest half selflessly obsessed.

It was a theatre-stained stimulus for me to live a life of abstinence where I didn't masturbate for more than three weeks.

My partner, who had gone backwards in time and returned to the first place, couldn't resist the stimulus and released a white flag... white liquid.

A glass of semen dozens of times as much as a normal man can punch into a box girl's tits.

Boxgirl seemed surprised for a moment by it, but it immediately attracted her interest, and she began to look at it intrigued as she fingered the zamen that hung on her.

Rub them together with your fingers, explore their loose feel, or box girl sniffing and sniffing.

Eventually, Boxgirl wondered about the flavor and carried it to her own mouth.

Is the taste of a monster different from that of a human being?

My salmon seemed delicious to her, and she began to lick the semen that hung on her chest.

My partner regained that stiffness to the sight of such disloyalty.

And as I impelled, I pressed one thing against Boxgirl's puny lips. What a pleasant feeling it feels like.

Boxgirl with her cock pressed against her lips seemed to think it was something at first, but soon she realized it was what gave her earlier liquid, which she puckered into her mouth.

And he sucked on it to suck the liquid inside as it was.

"Oh!

Soft lip feel. Slipped warm mouth. Occasionally hits the feel of the tongue. In addition to that, it was not accumulated when the sensitive bell mouth was sucked on.

My dick, which should have ejaculated massively earlier, soon began counting down to firing again.

At first I ate my teeth and tried to endure them, but realized that I had no need to endure them at all, and I ejaculated lightly.

Anyway, my magical dick can ejaculate as much as it wants. And the semen has a horny effect that drives a woman crazy. Then there is no need for patience.

... It's not an excuse for premature ejaculation, is it?

"Ugh."

"! Npu, Npu, Phew!

A massive amount of Zamen, unlike the second time, pours into the mouth of Boxgirl from next to next.

Boxgirl pampered her cheeks like a foodie's child and drinks it up very much.

What a slutty and disloyal sight the semen seems to have gone a little beyond capacity, dripping like a snot from the nose of a box girl yet greedily devouring the semen.

My dick got harder without any shriveling.

"Gohogoho, shupp..."

Eventually, the box girl, who drank all the semen, immediately began to peel her mouth off her dick.

But as soon as I looked at my face, I saw a really good Doya face.

It was like, "I drank them all," and I smiled bitterly at Boxgirl's head.

Satisfied to snort "Nfu," Boxgirl was really cute, and I finally got impatient and pushed her down gently.

And as he opened his leg wide, he pressed his cock against his youthful longitudinal muscle.

At last, the moment I tried to insert it, Elise's face passed on my head.

For some reason, the guilt of being seen cheating on me - now more than ever - strikes me.

Can I really have sex...?

Even if such a stray (now) arises, it soon disappeared.

The reason is simple and obvious.

The other guy's a monster, and he's a no-can.

Monsters have no human rights. Even if that's my beloved mon daughter.

And well... I wouldn't be standing there manipulating Elise forever either.

If you don't find someone else than you decided to give up Elise, you'll be single for life.

Instead, if I did that, I wouldn't be able to give up Elise for long.

Then the sex of an undead monster opponent is a good rehab.

Having finished my self-defense in my heart, I slowly buried my proud magical cock in its lollimance as I smiled at Boxgirl, who looked strange at me for suddenly stopping moving.

Is it because she's a monster, the vagina of Boxgirl didn't exist a hymen, and she didn't seem to have any pain or anything, even if she was bitter and breathtaking.

(but...... this is tight)

Boxgirl's vagina is so narrow that she tightens her cunt to eat a thousand dicks.

This didn't mean tight or anything like that, it meant her cock was purely narrow.

Narrow I have to decide that no more sex would normally be possible.

But my dick is not normal. [M]

The artifact of the night, it's a magical dick.

My magical dick is in itself an independent conscious intelligence dick. Reading the opponent's bitter signature, Magical dick immediately opens up his own hidden abilities. It achieved the paradox of just-fitting the opponent, however, without changing its size in any way.

This is the ability to standard any magical dick with that strange phenomenon of being a dick of a level that obviously can't fit in the illustration, which is common in pornography, but somehow fits perfectly justly when you try to insert it.

This allows them to have sex safely, no matter how heroine they are in the Lori system, without harming them in any way!

There's no need for a gentleman's agreement with a magical dick, such as a YES lolita NO touch.

The box girl's eyebrows, which were painfully flattered by the dick's just-fitting, also became the original object, rather the eyes are narrowed down to comfort.

I guess the horny salmon that I gave him to drink earlier worked.

I still feel her love fluids gushing over my magical dick.

Feeling all set, I slowly began to move my hips.

"Ugh, ahhh...!

Boxgirl leaked her voice as if she had said it by accident.

It's unexpectedly sensual of a girl who hasn't been stubbornly gasping before.

I felt my tension rise. [M]

I must teach you the joy of sex.

Driven by such a sense of purpose, I wore one sexy belt after another that I wouldn't even be aware of in her person.

The magical force of the magical dick is capable of analyzing the opponent's manko and stimulating it to the pinpoint so that it passes through the needle hole from a kilometer away.

Exactly. Intelligence. Intelligence dick.

He is sniffing sweetly with Box Girl Hakufuku due to the Bed Yakuza's onslaught by Mr. Intellicinko.

The ignorance of feeling that I don't know how to handle this overflowing pleasure stirs up my excitement again.

As I reached for her clitoris, I rubbed it off. [M]

"Wow...!

I turned my body upside down like I said Box Girl couldn't resist this either.

Kyu, Kyu! and the little vagina of the girl contracts. A supreme reaction.

Along with that, I unleashed my fluttering patos over my womb.

"Ahhh..."

Box Girl stuffs herself with an unknown stimulus in the midst of the peak.

Eventually, when the ejaculation was over, silence returned to the room and only our coarse breathing noise remained.

Unexpectedly, Boxgirl and I met eye to eye. My lake-colored eyes gleam even in the dark, staring at me.

The girl stared at me a lot as if she remembered my face well, but eventually smiled.

And disappeared to melt, where only a sphere glowing in rainbow was left.

I defeated Boxgirl. [M]

At the same time, I hear examples.

- Let's give you the title of "Horsebone."

Horsebones. A title worthy of being given to a man who commuted a boxed daughter.

"Phew..."

Lie on your back on the bed.

... I don't know. This somewhat vain feeling when you say you've got the title and XP items as intended......

"... go"

I stood up feeling unspeakably lonely and walked out.