Road to the confectionery house.
"Winia."
"Why."
Winia was still holding my wrist tight. I naturally untied her hand and held her hand.
"But it just got a little weird."
"What's wrong?"
"No, just."
It reminded me of Winia who was just about to run away from something. Why would he try to run away?
What was before us was no different.
"That wagon."
It was the only wagon that had led Maid for decades.
I didn't have anything to do with it.
- Stop it.
"... why the wagon?"
Winia, who stopped stepping, said:
"Did you see that and turn around?"
"..."
It's my girl's job. I don't know.
Winia saw the wagon and ran away.
Didn't you tell him yourself last time? I left the house in the capital and went to Krassheim. I wanted to live the way I wanted to. You abandoned the family and the castle.
Although she was almost an adult by world standards, it was true that at a young age she had left her home in the centre of the kingdom and came to a distant defection.
I never told you about it when I was at home, but I'm guessing Winia's family was strict. How could you stand that Winia personality? Could he not be free and live on his own terms?
It came out because it couldn't.
Winia hates that by nature.
But because of me, I came back to the capital.
"It's my girl's job, and I don't know. Tell me the truth, Winia."
"... haha."
Winia takes a deep sigh and pulls my back.
"Damn niggers, I don't know where it's really useless."
Then he said in a grumpy tone.
"No wonder the owner of that wagon...!"
"What do you say we call it the old house wagon?"
Winia used to live in the old days.
If you see Maid running that damn thing, you must be a wealthy, powerful nobleman. But what's the concept of nobility in the capital? I don't know about that.
Anyway.
"Whatever. He said he left because he hated the house. Then it doesn't matter."
"..."
Winia left the house, and now she's my girl.
It can't be changed, it doesn't change.
"I don't care about that at all. Winia. If you mean something special to the mainland, I will. But if it's not, neither am I."
"... nigger."
"And most of all, you're already my girl. I don't intend to change that."
Winia is my woman.
Never let them leave or leave.
"... you're so damn good at talking about useless things."
"That's Kim Cat. So Winia."
I asked.
"You want to go home, or do you think so?"
Is there still something foolish in the house?
I honestly think there is no foolishness in the mainland, where the family is no longer a person. No matter what kind of a fucking house... no. Maybe not. I think about my dad again these days, so I think it wasn't a very good home.
Anyway, if Winia has any foolishness left in the mainland, I will solve it. I'm not gonna go back to the main house forever.
But even if I go, I won't let you go.
Winia's body and mind are the only things I can do.
"I don't do shit."
It's like talking about something natural.
Winia didn't have any fools at home.
"Then you don't care."
"No, Grandpa. There's something like that."
"What do you have?"
"I was just... honestly, I was thinking maybe we could face each other someday... I was a little worried about that. But anyway, the capital is spacious, and I thought it would be fine since I left home a long time ago.. Haha, I don't know what to say. I just don't want to face it."
Feeling reluctant in the house.
I think I was still thinking about something when I saw that I didn't have a few words.
"Wasn't it okay?"
"It's a little complicated."
"Complicated, Winia. All I'm saying is you don't have to worry about anything. What do you say we face each other? You're not uncomfortable, are you? I'm living well anyway."
"... that's how it is."
I said as I touched Winia's back.
"Who's the man next to you now?"
"Nigger."
"The nigger is fucking invincible. Do you have anything to worry about? You just want to be by my side? Winia, you're my girl. You just have to live with that for the rest of your life."
"..."
In my words, a little silent Winia smiled.
"Cook, nigga's a real jerk."
"Oh, shit. Why are you suddenly cursed?"
"Just."
Then I came out of my arms and smiled.
"Well, that's it. I just couldn't even think about it, and I was just a little surprised to see him."
"What is the owner of that wagon, your house man?"
"Of course I am. You know it when you look at the pattern. There's no way that's changed."
As Winia, who naturally carried her arm to me, stepped forward, so did I.
"I came out of the house anyway, and I threw up my castle, and I just didn't care. I thought I'd never see you anyway... but you came to the capital?"
"Yes."
"That's why I didn't think so... I don't know, it's a little hard to explain."
"I can't help it. He's out, but he's at home. That's natural. So, you had a good memory of the house?"
"I don't have a damn thing. You're a dick, really. If you say it in a nigger way, it's a place where you can get rid of the horror."
"Oh, my God."
It's a hostile assessment.
"Anyway, Winia. I haven't talked about home until now. I know you did it on purpose by hanging up with the house."
Winia was thinking that, so I didn't ask very deeply. The past wasn't important to me at all.
It's important that you be my woman now.
The reason I thought about it is because my past is quite unclear when it comes to world standards.
"... I did."
"Well, I found out."
But now I know.
"Can you tell me an old story?"
"... I think so."
Winia nods.
"Well, maybe we'll meet..."
"You don't have to go to her first. If you don't know, you can live like you don't know. I'm asking you to let me know, because I can still meet you."
"Yes, we should. I understand."
I need to talk to Winia today. I twisted the line right away. You might want to grab a quiet room and talk for a second.
"But Winia."
"Why."
"I want to go quickly and touch my chest."
"No, nigga, you fucking pervert. Do you like my milk that much?"
"I don't think so."
"Seven women?"
"It's all good and it's all special."
I don't give up.
"Cook. Yeah, the nigger wants to play with it, so let me play with it."
"Ahhh."
I immediately embraced Winia. Winia naturally stretched her arms around my neck.
"That nigger's a real believer."
"No man is more trustworthy than I am."
If you don't believe in horses, you don't know who to trust. As I was walking, Winia, bowing her head in my arms, said small.
"... I'll give birth to the first nigger."
"I can't stop erecting."
I went into the inn with Winia like that.
* * *
On the bed at the inn.
- 쯉 쯉.
I lay on Winia's knees and successively kissed her nipples. After kissing her as much as possible, she bites and sucks her tits like a child. I was lying still and doing this, so I was as comfortable as lying on a cloud.
"Ha... really."
Winia, who was breathing hot air, was shaking like she was holding my erection firmly with her small, soft hands and squeezing it up and down.
"Nigger, why do you like this?"
There may be a man who doesn't like Big Cheech's nursing daughter.
"I feel so comfortable... Anyway, Winia. Now tell me something."
"To this position now?"
"Isn't this the perfect posture to hear the story?"
- Casting.
I urged the story as I smothered Winia's milk.
"Argh...!"
I keep waving my hips like a sensitive Winia, but I'm suppressing the groaning that flows out. This relaxed atmosphere. I feel so comfortable that I'm going to sleep.
"Ha.. Then I'll tell you about it.. Where can I start?"
"Let's start with that wagon."
"Wagon... Well, as the nigger saw earlier... my family used to have a lot of money. So the wagons are fucking good, and the maids are fucking good, right?"
I remember the pattern that was stuck in the wagon.
"That's the rose in the shield, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is."
"What's your family name?"
"Earl Bellatud."
Earl.
The title does not necessarily represent the power of the family. There's a strong baron, while there's a powerful marquis.
But if the Count lived in the capital and led such a large army, he could say that he was a powerful aristocrat.
"Was it the Earl?"
"It has nothing to do with me now."
"Hahaha, I know everything without emphasizing it. Oh, but Winia. Can't you shake it a little harder?"
"Like this?"
- Table-table table.
Winia, who gave more strength to my hand, began to squeeze my things a little faster. Oh, this stimulus is really intolerable. What you see in front of you is Winia's heavy breasts and soft thighs in the back of her head.
This is heaven.
- Buenos Aires.
I couldn't stand it, and I made an excuse. A long, sticky semen is poured into Winia's hands and thighs.
"Gee, I've packed a lot of niggers. Do me more?"
"Uh... go ahead."
"What a fucking... nigger cock you look so scared of."
"Uh-huh, is that so?"
- Table-table table.
Winia continues to shake mine with her hand soaked in my semen. Anyway, let's get back to the story.
"So Winia. Why was the house uncomfortable?"
"Yeah... that's... that's the family in the first place. That was too much to bother me with. Business location, size, other nobles, facial recognition, something like that."
It seems annoying to hear a word.
"Isn't it easier than magic?"
"Magic is fun. But that's fucking annoying."
"What about family composition?"
"I just have a mother, two sisters and a sister."
Your sister?
"Your sister?"
"Yes."
"So... what about Dad?"
"I went back to my family before I came out. In the first place, my mom didn't tell me to come home. I didn't have the ability, so I guess I went."
Winia's mom wins, and my dad's just in a similar position to Daryl.
For a moment, I imagined the image of Winia's mother… Overall, I remembered the image of a beautiful woman who looked like Winia.
Tall pink hair with small, large breasts.
"Well, they're all as good at magic as I am. Maybe I'm the best of the sisters, but I don't think I'll do better than you."
"It was the Wizard noble family."
Your mother and your sisters are all wizards.
"I have a few mines and a large bookshelf because my mother is quite capable there... There are a lot of things left open. That's why it's so much money."
"Oh, my God."
He was a great nobleman.
"But that's really enough to catch the kids."
"Is that the only problem?"
- Haah.
Winia sighs.
"Since I was a kid, I've heard that. It really annoys me. That's why it didn't work out."
"Choreography!!!!!!!!!"
- Beep!
I raised my body above Winia's thigh.
This is unacceptable!!!
"Who dares to marry Winia as I please!!!!"
"Oh, nigga, nigga. The old days. I was annoyed by it. Quickly, lay still. I'm fine."
- Tak.
Winia taps her thighs.
"..."
I lay on my thigh again and asked Winia's nipples. She naturally grabs my back and shakes it slowly.
"I don't know your face, I've never met you. Now that you're a little old, you want me to get ready to get married just for the sake of the family? You think I can admit that? That's why I packed. I've been to Krassheim the furthest away."
"It's worth a run."
It's time to get married!!!!!