At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Uh, Inai."

"Hey, what's up?"

When she speaks to Inai, who is at work, she replies without looking at this one.

I don't give a shit because it happens all the time and keep asking questions.

"Are we supposed to stop moving?

"You don't have a choice because people aren't here yet from Uml."

It's been two days since the ruins were destroyed, but there's still no sign of anyone coming.

So we're still in the same place.

There is room for water and food, and nothing wrong with Inai's tent because it is comfortable to sleep in the first place.

I don't have a problem with it, but I wonder if it's good to be so relaxed.

"I hope everyone's not in a hurry."

You must want to destroy the ruins as soon as possible.

So if you're ready, Dad, I'm gonna go break it.

I've figured out that there's no problem at all if we simply destroy it with this one.

"It's a good opportunity, so rest your body. Training to maintain your body is good as usual, but if you can't do it, you're in trouble. Bulbe would have said that, too. I'm sorry I couldn't."

"Well, that's what they said."

This time, though, is not particularly problematic.

There is a little bit of immortal fatigue, but given the recent impossibility, you can say it at all.

But, well, if that's the case, I'd like to give it a rest.

Listen to Inai and deposit your body in the cushion placed in the tent.

And today I think about the woman who's been next door the last few days, looking at her hands that nobody has held.

"Mr. Byabya is still with Mr. Aroness today."

"Maybe."

Ever since I destroyed the ruins, Mr. Byabya has stopped hanging out with me.

I'm rather going around about Mr. Aroness.

But that was more like Mr. Aroness teaching me a lot than surveillance.

I was negotiating something later. I was wondering if you'd like to come to the school lecturer.

"I wanted it to be that way from the start. What's been my ordeal the last few days?"

It was pretty tight because it was every day one arm creaked all the time.

It was very hard for me to climb out of my arms with a creepy feeling, unlike tickling.

No, I really feel too good and it's hard.

I could still stand the first day, but it's getting stronger every day.

I could end up with a neck or a chest.

"... perhaps, but she was also worried about you. Because it happened last time."

"Uh... you mean I might go to the ruins alone and fall?

"You can't say it's unlikely. And Aroness nominated you. I'm sure he thinks he can accomplish both by watching you."

Speaking of which, he seemed very worried when entering the ruins.

If you suck at it, if you're seeing people like they were dead, it's no surprise you're worried about it.

I guess I was too comfortable with it.

"Aren't you a little sorry, Mr. Tallow?

That's what Sigal said to me.

But I'm not in a bad mood today. It's usually good for me.

He's rolling over to lean against me to keep his body in the cushion.

Cigars are pretty sweet today, like sometimes pressing their faces against their chests.

Because of this, Haku and Kroto are playing with Gret.

Especially lately, Gret has been losing his fright of Haku a long time ago, so Haku is in a great mood.

I hope we can get along without doing anything extra.

You've been sneaking up on me before, and you've been doing extra things to scare me, that guy.

"That's not true. I'm rather relieved that you let me go."

This is a really serious story.

'Cause while she was holding my hand, Sigal was subtly in a bad mood, and Inai wasn't in a bad mood, but she was looking strange.

I'm really relieved to finally be released.

"Hmm. But it felt good, didn't it?

"... no, yeah... that, well"

Answer Sigal's mean question with a mound.

I'm telling her how Mr. Byabya's tentacles felt.

He thought something was wrong with how I was holding hands, and I honestly said it when he asked me.

I was sure it felt good, but that's why I'm not sorry.

Rather, as I was earlier, it was hard to endure, so it's almost no different than torture.

"Um, just for a second, I regret..."

That's what Sigal says and starts stroking my arm.

Without my particular resistance, she twitches and widens the reach of her touch.

And as I accidentally hit him, I got a sweet bite in the neck.

"Hey, Ciga, um..."

I rushed back to Cigal's behavior, but he was holding my shoulder with disappointment with his other hand.

You've been getting stronger lately, Mr. Sigal. I won't get away with it.

No, wait, I'm really too powerful. I really don't want to let you get away with this.

"Am... chu... mmm..."

"Ugh, hey, Siga, really, Ma"

Not asking me to stop at all, she kisses everywhere as she crawls her hands on my body, chewing to the point where her teeth don't come on.

I can't shake it off with Sigal's strength, but with the power of the vegetarian, I can totally assemble it because I haven't been able to win lately.

It is unlikely that Cigal will be able to add or subtract power well due to the comfort it gives in the first place.

I think if I pull off my girlfriend as hard as I can, she could get hurt, and I can't resist it any more.

And in the mounted state, the cigar was left unattended.

Sigaloo, it's still daylight and you can keep it around.

"Yes."

Inai stops around my breath getting rough and I can't help myself, Sigal replies and stops with heartfelt pleasure.

I'm finally stopping. I'm sluggish at the compulsion of pleasure and throwing my body in the cushion.

I can't help you...

"Ha... ha..."

"Haha, Mr. Tallow, that's good."

Sigal stroking her head looking like she enjoys watching me relax.

Mr. Cigal, he said it's good to have fun, but it's definitely in the wrong direction to burn the opposing minds.

Uh, do it, I'm all over you. If you haven't grown up for a while, it's just a little bad to get clothes off.

"... hey, sister"

"What's the matter?

Sleeping still, Sigal stops stroking her head and calls Inai.

A little help. Actually, it was a little twitchy.

Being cigalized feels more like coming, but in a boulder, in a tent. And it's a little from midday.

In fact, there are some around there, and I haven't done anything like that since I started this job.

Because in a tent, you can definitely see it from the outside. I don't have a hobby to show off.

"I couldn't bear to see Mr. Tallow's patient face."

"... you"

Inai stops working hands on Sigal's words and returns them with a slightly shuddered voice.

One moment, please, Mr. Sigal. What are you talking about?

"Uh, heh, sorry. I've been patient the last few days, so extra, a little."

"Ha... I get it. I'm at Kroto's place."

I'm sorry to keep going. Inai tries to leave the tent by listening to Chigal's words and returning them as if they were frightened.

Shit, what permission are you giving me, Inai?

But Sigal wouldn't let Inai leave more than I did.

Sigal was holding up Inai's skirt and stopping him.

"... Sigal, what are you going to do"

"You know that."

Inai does not shake it off, but asks Sigal with a troubled face.

But on the other hand, Sigal answers in a heartfelt and enjoyable way.

And get up and hug Inai.

"Wait, I won't! Tents in the daytime, you can beat them up!

"It's a lie. I was just checking, how much do I know how to react inside? You don't know if there's anybody there, but you don't know what's going on in the tent until you open it."

"Oh, my God, what are you confirming!

It's true. Only this time. Seriously, Mr. Sigal, what are you confirming?

"No, I didn't confirm it to do this, did I? I was experimenting with Haku to see how far she could go."

"Hold on! Sure, but that's not the problem!

"Horror, that's not a problem, is it?

"It's only a problem. Eh - Ngu"

Inai protesting to somehow escape from the embracing cigar, but the cigar blocked its mouth.

Sigal, with his own mouth, blocked Inai's mouth.

"Ngu!? Hmm... Ngu...!

"Chu, um... chu..."

Perhaps Inai is trying to resist, but Sigal is disappointed to grab Inai's head.

Plus, that's probably Cigal tongue in.

And Inai could see gradually losing power.

"Churu... uhhhhh"

"Uh-uh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

Contrary to the glittering cigar, Inai leaves her body in the cigar slightly more securely.

"Dorn!

"Whoa!?

"What?"

And Sigal, who calls and dives at me with Inai in charge.

The groaning like the last frog crushed is mine.

It's a little tough no matter how light they are.

"Uh heh, that's good, right?

"That's good. You don't want me to say no."

"Yeah."

Sigal nods with a full grin at Inai's words that he is not willing to resist at the earliest.

And in the tent of day came the great demon of night.