Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"I've done a great deal."

The sun was so mad, I felt the things I did were abnormal. Delicious fishermen were massacred like children in Hamelin.

Because it's only one hostage.

They followed me as if they were possessed, and the power withered, and they searched. But this was so legitimate. For whatever reason, they chewed up the city and killed people.

Therefore, as a human being, we save all.

Rather, it was a good thing to call it an achievement.

From today on, I'm Fish Slayer Kim Kat... Can I really do this? Is it not legal or diplomatic friction that is owed to the massacre of fishermen?

Are you fucked?

Aren't angry fishermen raiding other cities?

"Cat, you did a good job today, didn't you?"

Claudie grabbed my shoulder and said, "I'm serious about the problem for a while.

"You are, aren't you?"

"Yeah, he did a heroic job. Those who were killed by fishermen would be pleased. You can be proud enough."

Claudie, who smiled so much, gave me a hug. Yes, I thought it might go wrong at the moment, but as Claudie said, I did a great job.

"Thank you! Claudie! It's refreshing!"

"Huhu, I appreciate it more. You showed me a really nice look. The courage of fishermen who don't bend even in front of the army.. Yes. Cat's the coolest."

"Uh-huh, I was cool. Yeah! I'm cool!"

"If you don't say so."

"Bitter."

Anyway, I did a good job.

It was a bit like throwing away something to eat.

"Yeah, nigga, good job. Fuck the fish. Kill them all. Those cheeky bastards have to dry the seeds, you know. Oh, my nigga is nice."

Winia also stroked my elbow with a sharp fist.

Well, a lot of fishermen died, but we finally got out of the city. The Vacans are screwed, but they're alive, so let's thank them.

"But, nigga. What are you gonna do now?"

"Well... I guess I'll have to walk back to the next town like this. I'm sure the wagon's on the other side."

Life sucks.

The sea did not enjoy it and only spent money.

Of course, there was a lot of fun and a lot of bikinis got their hands on it, but it was too bad they didn't get back into the sea.

And even when I go back, I have to ride the wagon for a few days... Shit.

"Still annoying. I couldn't get back into the ocean."

"Let's come again next year. Don't be too sorry. There's nowhere else besides the sea, right?"

"Yeah. Anyway, nigga, you did a really good job today."

I started to feel confident as I continued to be praised. But I can still come to the sea next year. In the yard where the fishermen were massacred... well, let's not think about it now.

The night was dark.

Night marches are good, but I'm exhausted right now. All three flocked. You'd better take a break and go. I made that choice and walked the maintained path, relying on the moonlight and the starlight.

There will be monsters as many as there are corpses of fishermen. It is necessary to settle a little further to rest comfortably.

"I hope so."

I had the experience of being an adventurer and got to the right place, and then I got a decent spot. Winia set fire to the lights, and I made Claudie and her hideout simple.

Homelessness is a big deal.

It's full of trees and bushes.

It's not a night job.

Breaking branches with lots of leaves, roughly making walls and roofs, and putting a cape on the floor can somehow sleep. Then we set fire and lay down.

"That's right, Winia."

"Why."

"You loved me so much earlier, didn't you?"

"..."

I remembered that Winia, who was in a panic, had confessed her love fervently. Winia was silent because she asked.

"Nigga! I love you! I fucking love you! I fucking loved you! I love you like crazy! I love you more than anything! Haven't you done this?"

Imitating Winia's tone, I recalled what she said.

"... shut up."

"And if you go back, you'll do anything?"

"..."

"Hey, I'm so happy about this. What do you want, huh? What can I ask you? What the hell am I supposed to ask Winia to love me!"

"Shut up, you son of a bitch!"

Winia, lying next to what was so shameful, shook my neck. Keekek. Be careful, Winia. I'm going to embarrass you.

"Oh? Winia. Here's your favorite sister."

Claudie, who was sitting outside in a blaze, said in a mockery.

"Shut up, too!"

It was a day when, in many ways, Winia's sincerity could be known in extreme circumstances. And we went into the cramped place, and slept one after the other.

* * * *

The time taken to reach the next city was approximately 2.5 days. What the hell kind of march are you talking about coming to Vacance? Eventually, I was forced to grab a place and spread out for a day.

This town seemed to be just a place to eat with logistics passing through the harbor city. Looking roughly in the direction, I feel like I should turn around and go to Istanbul.

It takes about four or five days, damn it.

You're a dick.

I took a day off and grabbed a wagon.

"..."

I couldn't even tell if I was so tired.

I endured five days when I went to play, but five days when I went back was just hell. We spent time like dead. And when he was dead, he rose again, and was Issachar.

I felt more joy than when I came to the sea.

It was the same for Claudie and Winia.

However, there was no energy to burst the roar.

I immediately went back to the home I missed and took a break.

Surprisingly, a few days later it was the day of check-out.

"... I'm dying."

"... yes. Me, too."

As soon as he entered, two women stretched out on the floor of the property.

I looked tired even though I was dizzy.

Throwing all her luggage and armor on the porch and undressing, she went into the bathroom like a zombie. I haven't washed in days. I also went into the shower and washed myself.

"Ah. It's the end of the Vacance, Seapearl."

All that's left is bikinis and vanities.

I think winter will be here soon for the season... We'll just have to roll more until then and let it go. Please, let's make this winter human.

It creeps me out because it reminds me of the terrible winter of F-class adventurer Gimcott. Of course it won't happen later this year. I'll put my women on both sides and send them warm.

- Yikes.

I locked the valve.

It's hard to freeze your skin by washing with cold water for a long time.

I missed the hot water on Earth... I came outside with a moderate body wipe. Bathroom door opened. Claudie, with her head removed, looked at me and said,

"Cat. Come in."

"Well, well! Come in!"

"Yeah, it's hard. Wash me."

"I'll wash it right away!"

I went straight into the bathroom with excitement. - Aggravation! At the same time, the steam is coming out... Is it warm? What? Hot water coming out?

"Warm water comes out?"

"I'm hot."

Winia in the bathtub said.

It was like a duck toy with a frozen chest.

Are you fucking serious?

"Cat. Wash it. It's too hard."

Claudie leans on me. Actually, this sister is about a dozen times more fit than I am, but let's move on to flirting.

You're just asking me to be carefree.

It's like a full body massage.

"Sit here."

I sat her down and foamed her with soap. A familiar scent has been smelled. The soap that Winia used to buy... The penis, which was not always in the scent of their bodies, is still exfoliating.

"Quickly."

"Okay, sister."

"..."

Can I just say that I'm going to wash this?

"Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I caressed Claudie's corners as I asked. Rub the raised chest and soap, stirring the nipples. It's a white bubble on healthy brown skin, so I liked the color contrast.

"This is so soft."

"Huhu, isn't it rather hard?"

"No, it's too soft... and what? What about this pink nipple? The color is too messy. This is a punishment. I have to do it in accordance with legal procedures."

"Shame on you?"

I also stubbornly stimulated my nipples.

Claudie's tightly lined nipples have a bothersome taste.

"Hauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It's too stubborn, really...!"

I lowered my hands toward my waist.

I fell so thin that I wanted to lose my back. Rub the line into the palm of your hand and bring it to your abdomen. I looked between the longitudinally split abs and touched my thighs.

"Hachit..."

Claudie leans against me with a cheerful voice.

"Sister. Okay?"

"Yes... I think I'm going to sleep..."

"Nigga, I want you to do it when you're done."

Winia puts her chest on the edge of the tub and starts to look at Claudie. It was just a routine tour because the three of them were so obtuse.

But you want me to do it? '

I'm sorry, but Winia has something to do with it.

"Cat... don't get thighy, but wash somewhere else."

Bubbin Claudie, who put a ball in my chest, said in a seductive tone.

I don't want to ask you this.

"Where are you talking about?"

She replaced the answer with a slit of her leg open.

"Come on."

The unfurried form of the day... revealed a bitten penis.

"I don't know if you don't say it correctly!"

"Are you going to make fun of me?"

"No, I'm sorry."

Bring your finger to the dream-like place--flinch! Claudie's waist trembled greatly. No, just one hand is like this. I've been starving for a few days, but it's a little harsh.

"Claudie, you're too sensitive."

"Argh...! Cat, slow down at first...!"

"This is legally punishable..."

"Don't say that, clothes...!"

- Z븁 z븁 z븁 z븁.

She rubs intensely, so her penis is covered with a big bubble soon. Inside the bubble, I made a ruthless mockery of my hand.

"Argh!!!"

Claudie struggled and peaked, but I didn't stop my hand. Rather more vigorously. Quickly and forcefully pressed on the clitoris, harassing the entrance.

This is a thousand New Horse Fingers...!

The bubbles of soap and Claudie's lamentation combined to amplify the bubbles. It's obscene, too. After all, Claudie has tasted more and more peaks in a row.

"Nigga, me too."

Winia stood up in the tub and said,

"No, Winia. I'm not giving it to you, I'm giving it to you."

"What?"

"I'll do anything."

"No, nigga, that's..."

"What? You must have lied!"

Winia sighs because I scream as I seize.

"Hah. So, nigger, what do you want me to do? I usually do everything in the first place. But now, what... what, you want to wipe my chest?"

"No. That's not what I want."

"Not my breasts? Then what is it?"

I said as I pointed to Claudie who was completely gone.

"Let's take care of your sister and get out."

"Who says sister..."

I wiped Claudie's body and moved her to bed. He is also bouncing his lower back and making pale intercourse. Sequelae of successive peaks.

Winia comes out covered in a white towel.

"I'm always thinking, don't you have to hide yourself?"

"Are you crazy, nigger?"

"Well... that's it. Anyway, it's the execution of the contract, Wizard."

"What's that weird saying again?"

I grabbed Claudie's micro bikini. Red, suitably less cloth.

"Put it on."

He said to Winia as he inhaled it.

After a brief look at it, she shouted.

"What? This is my sister's... Argh! To put this on me again, like last time!"

"Execute the contract, Wizard!"

"Damn it... where did you learn the fucking thing...!"

Winia grabs the buzzing crab bikini and starts wearing it. Even if you say so, you'll wear it.

"What the fuck...!"

Of course, it's Claudie's size, so her breasts are squeezed and her flesh pops out.

"Oh, no, it's so good."

I swallowed my saliva in that lewd image.

"Shame on you... you fucking nigger, you real pervert... you're so vulgar, this one. I'd be less ashamed to just take it off!"

Winia grumbles as she covers her chest with her hands to see if she feels shame. Well, that's a good look. I said as I declared.

"Dance for me."

"What?"

"I want you to dance."

It was static for a while.

"Nigga."

Winia, who stared at me with a frightening glance, opened her mouth.

His face was falling apart.

"To me now. In these clothes. You want me to dance?"

"That's it!"

Maniac Winia!

If she dances in that state, her boobs and buttocks will be... pretty good! This was my little wish! Viva sexy dance!

"Come on! Execute the contract, Wizard!"

"Phew...!"

Winia, who chewed on her anger, began to move slowly. Tight lips and red face. She glances at me and seductively shakes her milk.

"I've been looking for a real nigger...! Argh!"

Ouch.