At the Northern Fort

Recently there have been popular acts among the knights of the fort. That is to nod my face in my stomach.

But it's a total nuisance to me. Really, it's a totally annoying act.

The trigger was Mr. Teena.

I was brushed by her in the bickering room, mellowed by its comfort, pulling out my whole body while I lay down depressed.

But no matter how good I felt, I didn't allow my stomach to brush because I was nervous. Touching my stomach makes me feel a little nervous. I'm also a little bad at being touched by tails, ears, meatballs, and the ends of my body.

It was mainly the head and back that was being brushed for that reason, but where I had been relaxing, Ms. Teena started acting.

"Mil-cha, what do you say? Around."

When I thought I was being stroked on the back with a soft hand, that hand was turning toward my stomach at some point, and when I noticed it, I was leaning on my back on the couch. What a drill. The response was delayed because I was distracted.

Ms. Teena looked at the bright white hair in my stomach and let her eyes shine,

"Mill, okay? Just a little, just a little bit."

and so forth, uttering words as if he were a hot man in front of a woman (even though Mr. Teena is so pathetic!

"It was a dream!

He nodded possely at my stomach.

On top of that, I got groped.

... I don't know, this feeling. Why is it a little embarrassing?

Shame is amazing rather than offensive. Something's so embarrassing. What is this?

Ms. Teena was raising an unspoken voice of excitement with her face nodded to my stomach, but when I rammed to keep her from getting hurt, she jumped off the couch in a hurry. If I had been human, my face would have turned bright red.

"I'm sorry, didn't you like it?

Ms. Teena said in a light, shaming herself, who was excited.

"I don't..."

I said in a small voice. It's really convenient to be able to speak the language now. Because I can tell you how I feel.

I mean, you're embarrassed. Something twitches.

"If you don't like it, I won't do it anymore, so don't take that distance ~!

Tina tells me to be vigilant. I actually "do" while I say "don't" and keep you alert. Kix uses that hand a lot, but Mr. Teena is unlikely to, so I went back to her very hard.

"I'm sorry. But you were fluffy and pleasant..."

Mr. Teena whines with a tranced look. If it feels that good, I want to try it too. I tried to stretch my neck, but I just hung around and it was over.

After that, Ms. Tina never came after my stomach as declared. The good thing about her is that she keeps her promises properly. That's not like Kicks. Sometimes I felt an untrained gaze in my abdomen, but let's pretend I didn't notice that.

But Mr. Teena seemed to have spoken to Kix about it without offense, and the next day the Kix attack began. He didn't even try to hide his purpose, he attacked from the front.

"Mill ~! Show me your belly too and let me bury your face ~!

Kicks apparently thinks that's a sign of trust. Certainly the act of exposing one's stomach cannot be done in front of a person who thinks he is an enemy.

"Mill doesn't trust me!?

He did not take his gaze off the kicks as they approached him twitching, but backed off alert to bursts.

Kick it, awesome pussy. I can't believe you thought you trusted me. I like you as a playmate, but I don't trust you at all.

Kix is a persistent man. Sorry to interrupt my work, I come to this fort from the top of the mountain for a day break, but every day, every time I come, I get my belly targeted. I want you to give up.

Besides, rumors spread strangely from Kicks' actions, and things like "Mill only shows his belly to the person he trusts" turned the knights of the fort into challengers challenging me. If I'm not reluctant to lie on my back and nod my face on my stomach, this is a challenge success.

I think the knights of the fort are probably free.

"I must be trusted."

"No, you can't. Mill, it's not sweet on you."

"What is it, Cora? Then what about you?"

"I don't have to be trusted anymore, so I want to bury my face in that soft looking belly hair for now"

"... so am I."

Like, the beginning and end of a disturbing conversation being exchanged all over the fort.

And I run away from the challenger for days to come. Well, I'm not forcing you to, except for Kicks, and I hope you pull it right off if you refuse.

"Anyone who gets annoyed is going to be crisp! I think what I said worked. Really, it's convenient to speak words ~.

But I guess we'll all get tired of it soon.

I've had strange eyes looking at my men's mills lately. Everyone's gaze is on their bellies.

If you can bury anything in Mill's belly, it's a sign of trust. but the truth is, everyone will just be following their own desires. He wants to nod his face and indulge in the softness of that belly hair...

"So? Has anyone ever succeeded?

When I asked him that in disgust, his men scratched his head with a puffy scratch.

"No, no one so far...... The first Teena I tried seems to have succeeded, but then I'm wary and no one succeeds"

That would be so. No animal is happy to be touched by a steeple, regardless of the breeding dog that people are accustomed to. Though the mill is a spirit.

"Tell everyone not to do anything terrible. What if Mill stops coming here?"

"Ugh... right. I don't like that."

It took me and I thought no one was going after Mill's belly... but only one person remained persistent. Kicks.

"Kicha-chan!

A mill was attacked and rang in a slightly gazed gap in the colloquial room. By the time he realized it, Mill was lying on his back on the couch with Kicks pressing his face against his belly.

I tried to help, but I looked adorable when I peeled my eyes off and was desperate to kick the kicks in the back leg, so I beat the kicks and pulled after observing the condition often.

"I was pretending..."

but Kicks is just happy to dust his face off and not reflecting. Sure, it must have felt great, but instead of getting it, he hasn't noticed that he's losing even less trust from the beginning.

As for Mill, after getting up and distancing himself from Kicks, he moistened his eyes without a heart and was shivering as if he were shy. She is like a girl who was made fun of by a stupid boy wrapping her skirt around her.

In fact, say toddlers. Mills are girls. Maybe it's really embarrassing.

"Are you all right?

Speaking up, Mill shook his ears in dismay and looked over at me. Is he on guard until me?

"Don't worry. I don't give a shit like the Kicks."

Saying so and stroking his head, Mill looked blatantly horny,

"Seki Cancer Kishiki ~!

He came around his arm, saying. By the way, for the first time since Mill started speaking the language, I found out that she called me The Eye of Ships Knight. He called it that without knowing his name, and he's completely settled in.

"Everyone is terrible. My stomach! My stomach...!

"Okay, okay. I told those guys right, so I'm fine. I'll scold Kix later, too."

"Wow, thanks! I can only shine, because I have cancer."

Well, this is how trust is earned. Seeing Kicks with forgiveness for the mill he started crying cum, he seemed to finally regret his stupid actions.

"Sooner or later, I..."

It's too late. It's hard to get back the trust I lost once.

You do something stupid to bury your face in the belly of a reluctant mill, so it does.

For the record, I inadvertently witnessed a scene where Cromwell, the chief of the branch, was silently nodding his face at the belly of the mill in a quiet talking room with no people at a later date.

I didn't see Cromwell's expression, but I saw Mill's face. This one was silent, but unwilling to accept Cromwell. He looked as if he had enlightened himself.

Later I told Mill, "You didn't hate it?" When asked,

"It was detachable, but I feel sorry for you if you refuse... Shiniko, I'm not with you..."

He said.

I wasn't sure, but I understood that Mill had some strange kindness and sympathy for Cromwell.