Goddess, Help Me!

- It's gone.

"... what?

"So... you're bursting. You invite the woman you like, don't you? Then I'll take you to the inn, right? You flirt, don't you? So, you don't have to until you make a woman feel better. The problem is later, when things are different..."

Until just before, I'm a ginger, and I honestly have trouble even if they add me in tears.

What are you talking about to your female counterpart? That's what I heard. But I wanted consideration of choosing a few more words or trying to make them a far-fetched expression. True.

I look up softly at Medismult standing by the bed. Even as I listen to the brave man, there is still no change in his expression at all, even now that he takes my gaze and asks this one.

I wonder if this much conversation is normal between men...

"So?"

The beauty bass prompted me to continue.

Yes, it was. I still don't see how this could lead to 'wanting to be a demon tribe'.

Once you kick out the shame, correct your posture.

"If I had fucked up in the sunshine and defeated the demons, at some point I would have reached the end of the world... and reached the buffer zone of the demons of man (Tayanjichiku). - There it is!

My torso jumped unexpectedly.

Suddenly give me a shout or something. What is it now? This man, a brave man, had a discretionary image of race being more intelligent and sober like this, but this man's restlessness is honestly a bit of a pull level.

Ozroth rose momentously after turning away from the hitting and hitting attitude of the past, as if the world were over. I feel like I see a mysterious aura on that back holding my fist and Jen-royal.

"I fucked a horny woman! And then what do you think happened? Listen to me, lady! I got a boner! I've had enough trouble, and I'm stuck! Carry the ladies who come by from one end to the other, ni, three at a time according to the day -... Oh, is it so exciting for the lady, evil no"

Even if they apologize, it's now.

I'm running out of mental energy already.

"For a while I put Tayan in Negijo, brave activities and... well, I worked hard on Sochi as well. Only one letter arrived from childhood training on the way - but the delivery guy is amazing, he's more work enthusiastic than the brave guy (me) - it was just a letter without any scrutiny. I guess it's about time the trauma came back to life and the crusade and the women's fishery got applauded.... and I've figured it out"

The letters made up by Medismult still seemed counterproductive.

And he's a rich man of emotional expression. Ozros wins when he changes his exciting and noisy attitude with gallery and becomes a serious face.

I urged him to continue silently with a dry grin.

"- If you're dealing with a succubus, you're the boss. I'm not a human opponent, but if the place is demonic, even humans look good. The Tayan Autonomous Region is a guillout, so if you're going to sleep with a human woman, it means you're limited to demons. On the contrary, I don't know what would happen if I had a succubus in the world."

Medismurt gives himself up and whispers.

My men have not invaded the world.

"Ah, you did"

"If it was that letter that made my body look like this... I'd probably be the wingman to keep doing this halfway through the rest of my life. He's obsessive.

I'm sure if you go back to the village and make him your daughter-in-law, you'll be able to break the curse. I'm guessing this is... "Don't flirt with my daughter other than him." I guess that's why demonic women were excluded, I guess it was unexpected because I don't think he had any knowledge of horny demons. At last, it's too far away from the world for a curse not to be activated in the demonic world.

But I don't care who the curse is. The important thing is that this situation will not be tolerated.

I don't want to be tied up alone. I want to hold my human daughter too. I want to hold a tough woman with a broken abs who's attacking the demon world fine, a much-much, horny, meat-confused woman, and a normal woman who was luxurious and soft.

So... he's the one who changed his mind, and I figured... if I quit being a human myself, I might escape his curse... "

Now he invited Medismult to the side of Ozroth, who looked away as he had agreed. I put my hand on my pointy ear and ask hissing and whispering.

"" Curse, "could it be a string that's circling around this guy?

"Do you see it? - Perhaps."

Was it a curse?

I thought it was a magical item or something.

I want the fantasy element to return a certain sense of innocence. I don't know if I'm too self-absorbed to dream of being betrayed by facts and feel shocked. Honestly, I'm disappointed!

I'll take another look at Osroth's waist.

I don't know, it looks like jelly if you like it. Look, it's translucent and pully. I likened it to a string, but when it comes to thickness, I might as well say rope.

Soft colour flavors even seem to be more likely to be protected than disastrous.

"... if I pull it, it's going to cut a thousand easily. Can I try?

Without waiting for a reply, I summoned the brave.

"If there's a strange bare gesture, I'll instantly carve it"

Medismurt was quietly awesome with a knife on the neck of Osroth, who walked over to the side of the bed. Oh, you can also have a compelling attitude, surprisingly.

On the other hand, Ozros is flaunting his shoulders without looking frightened. Even though it's round my back, I don't even get used to it.

"What? Your lady's gonna turn me into a succubus?

"Just shut up for a second"

Reach at the base of a man's leg. I cautiously grabbed the translucent rope that kept spinning directly in front of me sitting in bed.

More of a null than a pull?

It felt so weird.

Even the other hand grabs it.

"- Okay."

Fucking...

Far less frustrating than I thought, that's cut. So much so that my temper was empty and I clapped it out.

- But things didn't end so easily.

My ordeal will begin abruptly here.

"Eh, hia!?

"Huh!"

"Ah? What's going on? Suddenly"

A rope dripping in his hand suddenly caused him to resume his activities as if he had breathed back. It moves like a eel.

Strange enough to punch around trying desperately not to escape, which caused the tip to stick from the wrist to the cuff.

A disgusting feeling conveys the arm.

It was a failure to let go of my hand in surprise. He escaped my restraint and broke into the dress. A cursed rope slammed through the cloth.

"Hey, wait, this..."

The null feeling is vivid. I can't stop chills.

My whole body shrinks to much disgust. I even came to tears. What is this torture?

"Gu, uhh...!

The two men, who looked up half crying, were taken aback.

Don't move one finger while staring at this one.

Don't look at me. Help me! I wanted to scream as much as I wanted, but I was zoomed out and couldn't turn my mouth.

"Ugh... mae...!

They finally gave me back what they called me. Medismult got himself into bed.

Clothes fasteners were unwrapped by a covered young man from behind me squatting. Big hands break in from the back exposed to air. There was a strange voice when I was distracted from my body line. Medismult's gaze wanders left and right.

The rope movement gained momentum in an attempt to escape the increased chaser. The rope is desperate, but so am I.

"Do it... hurry up... Huh!

"Cheer up!

I can hold him in captivity. Heavy aromas that rose briskly plundered my nose.

Medismult's hand captures the tangled end. But they didn't seem willing to perceive it to this extent, so they moved around so hard. rampaging. After that, the young man's hand turns from side to side.

Thank you for your patience.

"Hih."

Breathtaking. 'Cause I'm not wearing underwear!

Wait, I'm touching it!

Disgust, shame and otherwise - emotions I don't really want to think about right now mix in a mess. Mozomozo and dumb (ugly) hands are sticky foreign objects and big hands inside the night dress in the sight looking down with tears. A hard body that snuggles perfectly from behind. The body temperature transmitted from naked is a little higher than mine.

The hand that grabbed one end was on the flank. The other hand sways up the swell, capturing the opposite end in the valley of the chest.

Ha, my exhaled breath tickled my ear like a relief.

Medismurt only moved to capture the rope when I asked him to. There would have been no intention of guilt. But he held me from behind on the bed, half of my dress removed, my torso everywhere, and it wasn't like I could even get exhaled in my ear.

I feel dogged and tired. Probably even though it was actually a few moments away.

... Yes, this is tiring. Mental fatigue. I'm thrilled because I'm nervous and anxious, and I never feel anything else!

The young man exhales loudly again, keeping the rope in gutter hands trying to escape, also rampant.

"... torture"

That's the dialogue over here -!

Trap the cursed rope in Medismurt's made junction sphere. The roots of all evil began swimming like eels released in a translucent sphere of volleyball magnitude.

Blur up the look. My body and mind were gutted.

Ugh... I still feel mozzled. Disgusting. I rubbed my hands and it saved me from being stuffed and sassy. If it's really sticky...... just thinking about Viet or something with a curse is recessed.

I slapped my body repeatedly from the top of my dress to drop sand.

If you're going to be such a feather, I should have handed it out with interest in mind. If it also looked medismult, I wouldn't have had to feel so embarrassed and disgusted if I left it to him from start to finish.

It was an experience of going to the ground without regretting it.

I can only force myself to convince myself that I'm uncomfortable, but it's over anyway...

Let's throw a round at that rope treatment. I don't care if they say, "Take it home" or something. The rice cake is a rice cake shop.

Look back over your shoulder to the Medismult where you are undoing the back fastening. Speaking of which, this dress is going to come off your back. It's made with my dreams... well, I don't care.

"I'm going to bed now. I'll take care of everything later. The disgusting rope is cooked and roasted. And then there are the people who are scared."

Ozros, who stood by the bed and watched the whole thing, is now looking at the junction sphere that floats in the universe with his pompous mouth open. Even when I suddenly started to get bored and Medismult came in to help, I didn't make it any slight.

Maybe he didn't realize this was wrapped around his waist. If I had known, I would have cut myself a thousand times, something I could have easily done.

People called brave aren't omnipotent, either.

"... you can make it into a pawn and return it to the world of people and do what you think is best for Mae.... but don't take your life. Because I don't sleep well."

"My pleasure."

I got out of bed and the young man graced me. Turn around and turn to Ozros to grab the collar of his clothes and throw it off momentum...... you want to throw it off!? Oh, my God!?

My vision, which was following a giant dancing in a distant universe, was inadvertently blocked by beauty, and I open my eyes wide with a series of surprises.

"... eh"

"It's an extension of force majeure. Please forgive me."

A whisper from close range and a dull, painful sound and voice echoed in a remote place reach the ear at the same time.

Red balls pregnant with fever. His scent arrived for a moment. Touched my lips to plunder, a soft feeling.

"Good night. Good dreams come -"

I came late. I blushed to my neck for understanding. Medismult folded my hips and lowered my head to escape my gaze. Lose your complaining successor ho.

I wanted to say something back to you, but I don't get any specific words.

I left it to my anger and handled the upper hanging abusively. Roll your whole body around and lay your back on him.

Can you sleep like this?

... I should have been screaming all over my chest.

Ozros' fury and Medismurt's cold voice quickly distanced him from consciousness.