Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

"Oh, my God, suddenly...! Oh, my God, I'm ready for you..."

Her haste to raise her voice was clear.

"Well, shall we stop it?

Even if I know it's a floating dialogue of teeth myself, there's nothing I can do about it because the word I poked out of my mouth was that. I'm about to drown in the soft, supple feel of its forged flesh, albeit helplessly, while holding Sheila as she is wrapped in a duvet. No, I'm already drowning. I knew I was drowning in Sheila's charm and even losing sight of myself. But there's nothing I can do about all that. She's an attractive woman, not above all else.

She was inherently an elegant beauty, and the virtues of her upbringing were hidden from view in some of the words and deeds that tended to be received abusively. Hidden limbs, similar to those born to royalty but with a decadent face, are fleshy and seductive, and a man would certainly be blinded to her figure. You should be creating thick muscles through your daily workouts, but even if you try to hug them from the top of the futon, you can see that their bodies are soft.

But not long after indulging in its softness, Setuna freed her from her arms. In a bedroom full of light, there are only two: Setuna and Sheila. There can't be anyone in the way, but there's a peaceful and happy time ahead.

"Huh..."

Sheila does it right. I never thought Setuna would come here and pull.

"Well, that's... that's..."

She got lost for a while, and then these things happened.

"Don't stop... fine"

That said, she put her head out of the futon with her uncle. And then he closes his eyes and turns his face this way. Just like we're waiting for you to say. In fact, I guess you're right. Setuna put her hands on those shoulders as she wished, remembering some emotion and excitement in her such initial reaction. Attract slowly, even close to the mistletoe.

Something passed behind her brain as she closed her eyes and stared at Sheila's face, who had decided to be some sort of ready. It's like a murmur. It seemed to interfere with Setuna's attempts to mouth Sheila, and he couldn't help but remember the frustration. The distance between Setuna's mouth and Sheila's is extremely close. As easy as kissing. Just get close. That's all your lips overlap, and all you have to do is love each other as you flow.

Yet Setuna had to face the murmur noise past the back of his brain, and in doing so he was puzzled because it was something that made the murmur worse. What is happening when you say it's time with Sheila because of it?

Isn't it only to love Sheila and be tied that you came here? Isn't it only here to confirm and prove our love for each other? Wasn't she waiting for Setuna to come out of the bathroom for that?

Bathroom?

Second, the question came to mind.

Surely Sheila should have showered first and waited in her bedroom. No matter how many lovers each other, it's still embarrassing to take a bath with them, because it was her opinion and we respected that opinion. Sheila is shy of even holding hands in public. There's no way we can do that, like take a bath together. It was only to make sure of true love with her like that that that I came here. Even with her, I should have needed to be quite prepared. Isn't that what you felt like cutting yourself off?

Yes, Setuna reconsidered. You can't waste her readiness. If it's like ruining her readiness here, that's what ruins it all. Everything is over.

(That's right. That's why I went into the bathroom after that... right?

If so, why am I wearing it securely? It's a garment I've never seen or seen. It was dressed as if it were some kind of cosplay of a game or an animated character, and the moment he realized the fact, he was stunned. The murmuring noise in the back of your head rapidly turns up.

Then Sheila opened her thin eyes. I guess I was curious because Setsuna's mouth was too slow.

"Setuna......?

When she heard her questionable voice, Setuna looked into her bright eyes. Beautiful eyes like jade reflect Setsuna's face. Setuna's face, illuminated by the pale light pouring from overhead, was too unnatural. Regardless of the blushing dark hair, red eyes like blood, his face was threaded bent over swordswallowing and not of a human being living a very normal life. At least not the face of a student.

Such a face, like I've killed many of them.

At least, isn't it the face of something that can hold a pure woman in front of you? When I thought of it that way, I couldn't stay or stand. Keep your hands off Sheila's shoulders, turn your back, and try to get out of the bedroom, and you can pull yourself together. Sheila's hand grabbed Setuna's hand. I guess that's why Setuna's Setuna can't shake it hard.

"Why... you don't like me?

"That can't be happening."

"Then why..."

At that moment, Setuna had to stop breathing because Sheila had been hugging her from behind. It's not hard to imagine Sheila being completely naked, although she doesn't show up in Setuna's sight with her duvet tucked away. And I also know that it's a trap of this trial to make you imagine what it looks like.

This is a trial.

It's a trap and a trick to test Setuna's mind. It would be things like annoyance and lust that are being tried. That's why it's a love hotel. How cheap, but that is probably why it is highly irritating and effective for a man Setuna.

"Why are you stopping on the way? I'm... you..."

"The reason is simple."

Setsuna looked back at her.

"Because you're a phony, not Sheila."

"Become..."

The phony sat back as she made her face bright red, like Sheila herself, away from Setuna and trying to hold herself. It was as naked as you can imagine, but it can also be said that Setuna was able to escape from her custody. Sheila's figure, which shyly hides her rich breasts, overlaps the figure of the person she sees one day. It is not accumulated because it is so similar to the person as to be illusory by accident. Had it not been for the assumption that this was the trial and that there could not have been any such thing as being in person, would it have drowned in the dream, an enumeration that I kept responding with misidentification as being her?

Regardless, that's not limited to Sheila. Whether it's Faria, Miliu or Lem, it's the same thing.

"I...!

Sheila wouldn't have come after me.

I assure you, I return my heels. If it was Sheila as far as Setuna knew, too, it would have worked for the false creators of the trials. The impostor silenced and did not come after Setuna until she left the room. As if to prioritize acting as Sheila herself.

I reached the front door, opened the door, and a lift was waiting for me in front of me.

I don't have time to relieve myself.

Trials don't end yet.

"Damn, how long are you going to keep going?

I accidentally poisoned my voice because this difficult situation on my own is nothing but painful. Although the trials of Lance of Design and Axe of Ambition were filled with pain when it came to being killed, there was clarity that one should kill the other, and the pain was by no means intolerable. In that regard, this trial is different.

The confusion as if he could not see ahead and had strayed into an endless invisible labyrinth and the lack of discomfort that was bewitching one of his loved ones, Setsuna, was making his anger roll as he boarded the lift.