"Zhu Ju!"

Holding her body tilted tightly, she climbed out of the holding water. I wonder if it was hot. The hand stops trying to flush Zhu Zhu's body with warm water and wipe his face with a wet cloth.

Lips wet with semen. Wet hair sticks to the white forehead. I remembered the aphrodisiac from earlier, and I scolded my own thing that stood unexpectedly. Before I did anything, I used the magic of purification.

The timing of ejaculation can be left to your own will, but not just the number of times. The royal family has more lust than the general population.

Wrap a large cloth around the vermilion and wrap it around your waist. We called Raham on the comms and put Zhu Zhu on the bed.

"Your Highness....."

When I entered the room and looked at Zhu Zhu, I looked at this place as if I was stunned.

"I told you, didn't I?

She smiles and says, but her eyes aren't laughing. The body that was supposed to have warmed up suddenly became cold. These eyes are really bad.

"Don't tell anyone. Reflecting."

Apologizing first, he sighed "hah" and took out the magic device and began the magic examination of Zhu Zhu.

"It's just around the water. Oh? You let Zhu Zhuo drink your semen."

Ah.

"The magic flow is getting better. But, Your Highness, please stop attacking Zhu Zhuo until you lose your mind every time. There's a strain on the foreign body in your heart."

I found Raham's words frowning. No matter how cute the vermilion is, it doesn't taste good to interfere with the body. I have to weigh myself more.

"But there are also good things. I forgot the intensity of the royal semen. It seems like you can increase the number of orgasms of Zhu Zhao. This will likely play faster than planned. Let's practice playback, shall we?

"Ah, Zhu Ju sleeps well. In the meantime."

Until the surgery is deployed and the blood vessels are regenerated, it will be five bits at this stage. Shrink this down to one.

"Please let me know as soon as you narrow it down to one. Besides, Zhu Zhao-sama has asked me to tell you the words, so even if I tell you..."

"No, I don't need it. I'll do it here."

Zhu Zhu is awake, and I am also on holiday. It's only natural that you want to be on the side.

"Well, that's fine. I see. Ah, after Mr. Zhu's meal, I will reduce the amount and eat something that will be picked lightly between meals."

Raham dresses Zhu Zhu as he makes his report. I was very accustomed to using magic as an aid to make my body partially float and change clothes.

As a priest and a doctor, Raham is a top notch.

Bring your own clothes from the bathroom and change them. I wonder if Zhu Zhu won't be able to wear these clothes. Well, I don't want you to. As soon as I finished dressing, Raham called out to confirm it.

"Please call me when Zhu Zhao wakes up."

"You don't use healing magic?

The redness of the body and face has subsided, but Zhu Zhu is still not awake.

"You could be addicted to healing. I don't want to use it as much as possible. It doesn't matter if it's just magic... well, try to gently cast magic on Zhu Xiao's heart during the next sexual act. There are symptoms of poisoning in the recovery procedure, and there are no symptoms of poisoning in magic itself. The magic of His Highness is the food for today's Zhu Zhao."

It is called recovery poisoning that if you use too much recovery magic, it becomes harder to work than usual. I want to avoid healing poisoning now that I have refrained from major treatment later.

"Oh, I know. Is there anything more important than His Majesty?

While remembering skin that feels good to touch, I think about weighing myself. Instead, it was the administration that came to mind. I think it's okay because the assistant has a yara.

"Yes, I need you to check with Zhu Zhao. He wants you to hear the details of what he said earlier:" If His Highness goes hunting, he dies. "

"Okay. Let's hear it."

"Now I'm done. Excuse me."

Raham left the room in tribute to a simple servant who bent his right hand in the position of a dove tail. It's like a priest just turned into a servant.

There was cold purified water on the bed where Zhu Zhu slept.

He's the one who doesn't have one.

The dress of Zhu Zhu is a gift from His Majesty, and is the name of the garment that Assam conveyed with the woman's "Which Su".

Black and white ornaments on the upper body and knee-length trousers are decorated with cloth, and there is plenty of "luxury" on the top and bottom.

It was Assam who was anxious about the clothes that fully drew on the cuteness of Zhu Zhu.