Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

My body breaks down.

It breaks apart from my fingertips on my hands and feet.

Without any pain, my body disappears so that the mud doll collapses.

"Wow!!!

Graf woke up with a scream.

"My body, my body!!

Graf, who was in a hurry to get his upper body up, shook his hands and feet butterfly and rumbled around in a semi-frequent manner to see if his hands and feet were safe.

And inadvertently, I felt my body wrapped in something warm.

"It's okay. Graf, your body. One scratch on it."

Graf noticed himself gently embraced by Merrill.

Put your hands in sight in a slightly calm place and try to move your fingers.

The legs were in the futon, but I gently bent my knees and moved my ankles to make sure I had a feeling.

Graf breathed a gentle relief that he had no problems with his hands and feet.

"Ah... sorry, Meryl... Meryl......?

Looks like Graff settled in, so Merrill unhugged him and looked at Graff's face.

And when I look at my face, I realize that Graf looks somewhat strange.

"Um, Suma. Drop the makeup..."

That said, Meryl took glasses from the side table and put them on.

"Oh......"

Speaking of which, I remember Meryl wearing makeup that didn't look very good lately.

I feel like it's been a long time since I've heard your voice.

"Everyone else...?

Graf looked around the room one way and then Merrill.

This was a large room we were renting for a party, and it was just a place where there was one bed that was close to the king size where it was from in the original world and two single size beds, otherwise there was just easy furniture conditioning.

Essentially, Graff realized that he was often vacant for adventurer activities and originally had fewer personal effects, but less than usual.

Merrill, who received Graf's gaze, looks a little sorry.

"Guys... you're out..."

"Oh well..."

Graf remembered yesterday.

I would have forgotten if I could, but that doesn't seem to work either.

He lost the match without the art of exchange, leaked his piss and begged for his life.

It would be natural to be abandoned.

"Rest assured. I, Graf, leave me alone."

"Yeah......"

Graf and Merrill were childhood tamers in the same town.

Graf, who had been heroically oriented since childhood, had learned martial arts from village adults and occasional adventurers, and the adults' concerns were roughly called training when hunting nearby demons.

Merrill always acted about after Graf and often assisted him because he had some but magical talent.

In adolescence, the two become friends between nature and men and women.

And Graf welcomed an adult at the age of fifteen, as well as leaving the village to visit the border.

Of course they were opposed by their respective parents and adults, but ignored them and jumped out of the village.

Since I came to Mailgrad, my activities have been better than I thought.

I was wondering if the countrymen would have a lot of difficulty if they went out to the big city, but there are many people in this neighborhood with similar, or worse, conditions.

For the Graphs, who had more or less combat experience, adventurer activity on the border was like making money from the extension of training they were doing with half their hobbies.

Eventually, it was the glamorous women in the countryside who began to visit Graf, who attracted a lot of attention.

It can be, for example, a whore, a shopkeeper, or the daughter of an ordinary person in the city.

Graf enjoyed playing with the fire so much, not so much, depending on the allowance, and eventually got along with the female adventurer and started partying.

From then on I gradually become neglectful of Merrill.

Remember makeup because you don't like rustic faces that smell like countryside.

Take off your glasses because they're dull.

If things are hard to see, use visually enhanced magic.

Dress more feminine.

Don't talk in public anymore because you won't be able to lose your temper for long.

Such Graf's attitude was, of course, passed on to other members, and Merrill was often taken lightly by all party members.

Still, Merrill wanted to help Graff, and tried to be as responsive as she could to his request.

"Meryl, I'm sorry..."

"Hmm?"

"Until now, I've done a terrible thing..."

"Haha, I'm sorry for being such a jerk? Graf is evil."

Meryl made me laugh as bright as nothing.

I wish you'd just come back to the country.

Graff had thought so many times against Merrill.

Not only did I think about it, but I've told her in person, but Meryl didn't try to leave her side.

What would have happened if Meryl hadn't been here?

Rematch? Outside the arena? Terrible!!

But if Merrill hadn't, and if he had been instigated (or so) by other members, he might have dressed up for a rematch.

In that case, there would have been no life.

The sight of that time struck my mind again.

The despair of your body being destroyed in front of you.

"Ah... ugh..."

Chilly from the core of his body, Graf rattled and trembled in small pieces.

"Graf, it's okay. It's okay. I'm with you."

Meryl gently embraced Graf again and rubbed her back to soften the child.

"Uh-oh... Uh-oh..."

Still, I can't wipe my fears, and the tremors won't subside.

"Meri...... l...... I don't think I can..."

"Don't be."

At that time, Graf felt something warm in his groin.

I tried to look you in the eye, and now I realize that we are hugging each other completely naked.

"Why... naked...?

"I'm sorry... Graf's underwear got dirty"

"Why, Meryl too...?

"... only Graf naked, be ashamed when you wake up?

Meryl was gently whispering, yet touching Graf's stuff with her hands.

"Meryl......?

"Graf, you've met such a scary eye, and this one's so well, huh?

Graf noticed his stuff was furious.

"I'm so healthy, Graf. You're okay now."

"Ah... the..."

"Graf's, you've been talking since then, haven't you? Graf's a big shot."

That was due to the ability of an organism that felt life-threatening to leave offspring until critical, but there is no knowledge of it in either happiness or unhappiness.

Meryl adjusted her posture slightly and raised Graf's stuff to the secret.

Meryl's is already ready, and as she slowly lowered her hips, Graf's male roots were wrapped in nuplies and vaginal meat.

"Huh..."

From Merrill's mouth, a gasp leaks like exhalation.

Graf felt himself gently wrapped in something soft and warm.

Meryl's vaginal pressure isn't that high.

Graf was less fond of loose genitals than any other member.

But now when I was gently wrapped up in this way, I felt an unspeakable sense of happiness gushing from the depths of my body.

And the fear that was attacking me until earlier is repainted by that sense of well-being.

Graf's penis proceeded slowly through his wet vagina with plenty of love fluid, eventually completely wrapped up to the roots.

At the same time, Graf was attacked by unprecedented pleasure, springing up from his lower abdomen, ejaculating straight into Merrill's vagina.

"Huh! Hmm... Graf, you're out...?

That was still due to instinct as an organism, but the two were irrelevant.

An unprecedented amount of semen was released and the ejaculation was thought to last forever.

In the meantime Graf continued to be attacked by the pleasure of his brain wandering, and Merrill also had an instinctive pleasure in the stimulus of his strongly pulsating penis and semen that kept pounding his uterine mouth with momentum.

"Graf, I'm bugging you in my vagina..."

"Sorry Meryl...... I won't stop......!!

Eventually Meryl's vagina filled with Graf's semen, and cloudy mucus twitched and overflowed from the junction.

In the end, the ejaculation didn't stop for about a minute, and the two groin areas were flooded with drooling fluid.

"That felt good, huh?

After the ejaculation stopped, Meryl asked gently.

"Yeah..., awesome..."

Graf answers it with a mosquito-like voice, then closes his eyes hooked.

"If Graf feels good, I'm happy too."

"... Meryl"

"Hmm?"

"The makeup is cuter."

"Hey... Graf"

"... countryside..."

"... dude"

When the reply arrived, Graf smiled slightly and began to sleep sooooooooo.

Meryl looked at the sleeping face with a calm expression.

"Huh... Huh..."

It was Merrill, who had slept his face while keeping Graf's stuff in his vagina for a while, but felt the meat stick gradually starting to lose tension, lifting his hips and pulling it out.

At that time, bottoms and semen spilled from the vaginal mouth.

"... you're giving me too much of everything."

While smiling at the sleeping graph, in a slightly frightened tone, Meryl muttered and then cleansed each other's bodies with a "wash" of life magic.

Meryl got herself ready after she left the bed.

He wore a plain design shirt and a skirt down to his knees instead of the exposed tube top and short culotte he often wore these days.

Put your glasses back on without makeup.

"Graf, I'll be right back."

After lightening Graf's head with no sign of waking up, Merrill left a note about going to the Adventurer's Guild and coming back soon, in case Graf woke up, where he would be right in the eye.

From the back of the costume case assigned to me, I took out a plain design but quite tailored robe, and Meryl weaved it with her feathers.

Meryl left the room after weaving her robe, putting her hand on her chest and smiling lightly.

The robe was Graf's first buy for Merrill when he started an adventurer in this city.