Half-elves Fall in Love

When I was a little girl, I lived in a borderline city called Polka.

Half of the year is a snowy zone that turns white on one side, with little city-like surroundings, with wilderness and coniferous forests stretching as far as you can see.

Naturally agriculture was not thriving because of the climate, and the forests around it were famous for their many demons, well it was a city that would not likely flourish if we normally thought about it, but there was only one specialty that was nowhere to be found.

It's a strange spring water that won't freeze even in the winter called "Polka Spirit Springs".

This water gushing all over the city has a tremendous healing experience. The effect works from illness to injury to anything.

There are also stories of soldiers attacked by demons in the woods and devoured by half their flanks, once they drank this water, they were completely cured.

The downside was that, almost half a day after I drew the gush, it became just water, but thanks to it, the city was always busy with pilgrims with illnesses and injuries, and the water itself was never let out and spared.

And this Spirit Springs, in fact, is famous for the locals, but there are also hot springs.

It was especially popular to rejuvenate women's skin.

Polka's fifty is about thirty years old. Land patterns with lots of white beauties in the snow country, the hot springs were already heavenly landscapes.

And there I was a habitual snooper.

"Hmm?... Ah, colla!

"Andy the blacksmith again. Yikes!!

My flower shop sister and my tavern daughter find me and throw snowballs at me.

I was good at getting out of the snow with a handmade sleigh.

When I did "blacksmith porn kid," I was famous, but only my younger daughters were exclusively angry and my wife finished laughing at me.

Well, it was a country, and it was a time of conscription and few men, so it seemed that the man was more dependable about the favorable color, or a large view.

Besides, as mentioned earlier, I was only the owner of a body that was sufficiently good-looking with the Spirit Springs effect, and as far as I'm concerned, it was a know-how.

I was still running over the snow that day while Jessica, the florist, threw me a snowball.

but soli caught on to some trail of passing and relaxed, thrown out in the snow.

"Around!?

My body sinks in and panics for a moment.

I'm pretty scared when my body gets stuck in the snow that's loaded up to 1m. When I blinked at Buzama and finally woke up, looking for Soli and kicking around, I realized it was a bit of a scary situation.

The "trail of some passing" caught continues from the woods.

And the trail has a tip not ten meters away.

"... ugh, wow"

The hot springs are located on the outskirts of the city, where demons were actually easy to emerge.

And there's a well-maintained entrance to the woods. There was enough danger that "something" came out of ignoring it and not being human.

But.

"... uh"

It was the sub who came back from the impromptu passage seemingly difficult to walk.

"Elf......?

"Yes, no, the"

Long ears belong to the subhuman of the woods, the elves. But the elves near the polka didn't want to trade hard with humans, and non-interference with each other was an implicit understanding.

When the elf went out of his way and thought to do what..., the Subman cut it out hard to say.

"Give me the Spirit Springs water. My friend isn't dead."

"But what about the Forest Spirit Springs?

"... I didn't get it. We're halfway there."

Finally, I'm pinned.

"Oh, my God, it's a half elf"

"Yes."

Elves are a highly territorial species and tend to want to completely exclude their settlements and the unrelated from the territory.

On the other hand, the human beings in this trot kingdom are quite tolerant of the subhuman, but they are in considerable pain when it comes to the elves.

Well, it's a city village with forests in it's wildlife map. The fact that the elves have kicked you out or burned you down without almost any warning, and you're killed by the sniping of merciless bows and arrows, was enough to foster fear and hostility towards the elves.

In the meantime, the narrowness of the shoulder of the half-elf of the mixed blood is something that has been plotted out among the subhuman.

Anyway, I have long ears. They're shorter than pure elves, but there's hardly any guy who saw an elf face to face, so you can't tell what's wrong with an elf. That's why I'm wary, and some people are willing to kill against the elves who killed my people.

Thanks to this, I have to live like a shadow in the woods and in the city. Pathetic, but they were victims of a race conflict that could never be helped more than nothing.

"If you ask me to protect the fountain in the city, I'll even bless you with a small fee."

"I don't have the money... and I'm not going to put it in the city."

"There's like a dwarf or a half-oga in and out, so I guess I should."

The half-elf girl laughed spicidly as she put her childless thoughts in her mouth.

Even the seemingly badass Orga were allowed in and out as bearers of strength work, but the half elves really couldn't get into the polka at the time.

"Please. I'll do anything...... if I can!

"... hmm"

I don't care what they say.

I can't even get into the city, I don't have any money. I don't even look particularly artsy.

Older looking girl with only long ears.

I didn't have to go through the fountain guard, but there was a hot spring right around the corner, so I didn't bring it, but it's a shame to work for free when people tell me that I would do anything.

Thinking about it, the soul of a sketchy kid came up with a name for Pong.

"... why did you take it?

"Yeah... one life is at stake. Anything I can do, really."

"Ugh."

I just got a little guilty, but I say it and I reckon it won't hurt either.

"Get naked and let me touch you."

"Yep."

It just seemed giddy. I think it's a sketchy gut that's too clear for me to think about right now.

"Uh..."

The girl's eyes swim. She scratched herself like unconscious, turned bright red and leaned down. Was it just too straightforward?

"I hope you don't want to."

Well, no. Other than that...... a bit disappointing but nothing good. To the extent that I thought it would be ant to get a pinch or something.

But the girl panicked.

"And I will! I don't mind, it can be naked or anything!

"Ah... right?

Now that I think about it, it probably sounded like my way of saying, "Then give up the Spirit Springs water, dammit."

I didn't mean to, but I was thrilled that you asked me about my sketchy terms.

"So, but... at least somewhere a little warmer..."

"Yeah, yeah."

My brain miso works extra when this happens.

I took a girl one head bigger than myself and started climbing the snow hill as I dragged Soli.

Hot spring baths are open until the ten bells of the temple. Since the six bells are midday and the twelve bells are midnight, when I say to the urban ceremony, it's eight o'clock at night.

After that, and of course, the fountain won't stop, so if you want to go in, I can let you in. The fountain guard who manages it simply keeps the firewood in check.

Well, the spa protection doesn't make any money (I've tried to take a bath fee, but they're doing it with just a grant because it was against the ladies all over the city), so I don't think I can help it.

The hot tub is cleaned in the morning anyway, so until then, it will remain hanging and flushing. All you have to do is put up with the dark.

If it's dark, it's an elf, but I don't know what it is, but I don't have to worry about finding it. Dwarves and orgasms that work at night may see them, but they don't have bath habits in the first place.

"So mixed baths, mixed baths."

"... ha"

The half-elf girl said she was frightened, or looked like she clapped out.

"... this is also the Spirit Springs water, right?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. If you want to use it, you can smoke it on the way home."

"Luxury..."

"The spiritual experiment only lasts half a day anyway, and you don't have enough sick people to drink up."

"I guess so."

He's ready to die, and he's not convinced that the water he wants until he says he'll do anything is used exactly as hot water.

Well, I don't care about that.

"Okay, let me touch your tits."

"Ugh...... yes"

She also takes off her clothes with a hugely complicated look on my full smile, who took off her poms and clothes first and jumped into the water.

Too bad it's dim and I can't enjoy the whiteness of my skin, but I can't wait to see the perfect proposition of beautiful skin and boncubbon, even in the moonlight.

"Hehe."

I reach out to her as she approached me with a snack. She was freaking out with a nervous face, but she let me grab her breasts all the time without a problem.

"Oh wow... such big tits, like a daughter-in-law at the Baron's"

"... but could it be that you touch a girl's body often? At that age."

"I just didn't touch it. Just watching."

The baron's wife seemed like she'd let me rub enough if I asked, but if I found out that out, my father would be in danger with the boulder.

That was my line because I would be allowed to peep in and if my aunts would just pull me in occasionally and wash me down, I'd be a jerk.

But now I have the highest-life fujiri that promises to rub all you can touch. That was just for seeing. It's already a brain paralyzing experience for me.

"Wow... yara..."

"Hmm..."

Even though the other guy is just a porn kid and really just touches him, something embarrassing would be embarrassing and never pleasant. Still, she never refused to let herself be touched by discipline, whilst creeping.

Get on with your ass. And touch the genitals as well.

"I really wanted to make sure what was going on here."

"Oh, man... hey...!

A far-sighted peek over the hot air will never help you understand what's going on with your groin. And the hairs are in the way.

But to her surprise, her breasts and buttocks were well developed and she didn't have hair.

"Is it like this? No. Elves don't grow hair?

"Wow, I don't know. I've never seen the pure elves naked...!

"Oh well. I'd rather not have hair."

"Oh, thank you......"

He may be a pretty sloppy kid when he turns bright red and leans over, but he is thankful for his genuine lighting.

That's how you rub your ass, rub your milk, lick and shave it. I feel that way for a long time.

but after a while, signs of people appeared at the entrance to the bathroom, so I had to pause perfectly holding onto her.

"Somebody's here...!

"Huh?

It's a strange story to come to the hot springs after a deliberate fire has gone out. Even though it is difficult to wash and easy to scratch.

Or do you mean like this half-elf, sweet customer?

…………

…………

The two of us lurk their breaths and indulge in new customer trends with eyes accustomed to the darkness.

It was a pair. The sound of the hot springs makes the voice hard to hear, but one is a man.

The other one......

"... Yikes"

A half-elf girl took a breath.

I... I could see, but I didn't understand what I was doing for a while.

The identity is the daughter of a cabin occupant and, if you're a man, maybe a traveler. I take him up and take off his clothes in the dark, hold him and intertwine him in the hot tub... sometimes I hear him whispering about surcharges and services.

After a while, the woman leans again about the man and starts making noises with the chupotchupo. I had no idea what I was doing at that time, and all I could tell was that I was probably just messing with something that was genuinely horny.

Still holding the half-elf girl, even killing her breath.

One of these days, the man suddenly rises up, grabs the woman's head and begins to fall back. The woman flashed as she panicked, but after a while she gave up or growed up, and eventually they both stop moving.

And they both went into the water as if they had fallen apart, and breathed, and then left again saying something.

"... hey, what the hell"

…………

I was completely detoxified by the unintelligible sight unfolding in front of me.

I don't know what that means. It's exciting, but I don't understand.

You have superb nudity in front of you and you can touch it all you want, but all of a sudden something h behavior of someone else deployed shocks you too much to get into.

What the hell is that? What the hell is that? And it was even confusing.

Whatever that is, Polka is a lot of moral adults, and I mean I didn't even know about sex and fellatio even as I watched women naked all over.

I was saturated by the fact that I witnessed it by chance.

but I hear the half elf girl wasn't.

"... Um"

"Hey, what?

"That, shall we?

"That, that, what?

"... you'll see if you do"

Maybe he was stroked around with sketchy hands, inching more ready than I thought he would be, and he was kind of insatiable.

That's when I realized for the first time that the girl in front of me was older than me, probably stronger than me, and that I had no more negotiating material.

When the girl unwaved my hand, she moved her face closer to my groin, just like my daughter earlier.

Look at my unquenched but stretched penis in the bin and narrow your eyes like you love me.

And... I haven't shown much hesitation, I've been mouthing my penis.

"Hmm......"

Bikri and bouncing dick. She trembled all over her body as she was surprised by it, but mouths it resolutely again. Now I just have to let go. Open my mouth and welcome the tip in. He stuck his tongue into a slightly open gap in the skin.

"Ugh...!

"Hmm... here's the thing...?

"... but maybe you don't know what you're doing yourself!?

"Damn, I know it right! But... I was just listening."

Fifty hundred steps with me who was obsessed with the naked softness of a woman. But she only knows what sex is for the older part. At least unlike me, who had to make titty noises by instinct, we had the right knowledge about what sex is ultimately about to do with each other's parts.

My buzzing gasp in the darkness of the Spirit Springs and the sound of her sucking so hard. After peeling her skin, apparently she understood that pulling it toward her roots would make her uncomfortable. She began to blame me in earnest.

"Mm-hmm... mmm... mmm, mmm"

"Ku, no, no, that's tight......!

The feel of a damp mucous membrane that hits a naked tortoise head. For me, who didn't even know masturbation properly, that was closer to torture than pleasure.

The technique itself was no big deal now that I think about it, but for me I knew no sex, no ejaculation. It was too unknown for me and all I could do was scream.

And.

"Ugh, uhh... something, uhh, wow!?

"Mm... Bu, bu...!

Ejaculation.

In the beautiful lips of a half-elf girl, my, perhaps my first ejaculation was punched in birth.

It was a while after I found out that it was ejaculation, but I was confused at that time with pleasure that my whole body would stop listening, and I had no idea what the white thing dripping from her lips was.

"... Nku"

"... ah, oh... eh"

Pan, she smiled and moved her throat at at me as if I had just gone into the water like a man. She was drinking my semen from herself.

"... what, now..."

"Hurrah, that's great."

"... Huh, Hurrah?

She laughed adorably. I only saw it for a moment. My frightening desire is gone and I'm back to my poor original impression.

"A little, did you thank me?

"... yeah"

What's the thanks?

I was so flirting with exciting experiences that I even forgot about it.

Then I stacked a couple of occasions with her.

It was to deliver the water of the Spirit Springs. He just said it was life-threatening, and he didn't recover as much as he drank.

But she, too, would have known that it would be as easy as taking water from the hot springs in silence if she went to the night, sticking to discipline and handing it over to me...... and.

"Nfu, Nfu...... Nfu!!

"Out, out... come on!

Dokun, dokun, dokun...

Meet me at the unused hunter's cabin by the woods.

And immediately intertwined, ejaculating in her mouth.

I was obsessed with her fella and her body, I just touched her and kept delivering Spirit Springs water to get her to pee.

No matter how many times she asked for it, she didn't refuse. Rather, he responded with joy.

"... eh, Mr. Andy... even today, is the curfew nine bells?

"Mm-hmm..."

When I ejaculate, I rub her body for a while and have fun. And I lust, and when my penis is clear, I will ask you again. It was repeated over and over again from after noon until evening.

"Um, today... well, mine... eh? Hmm."

"Uh, the... the truth is, your penis is not your mouth... hmm"

She's almost naked and rubbing her milk on me, but she repeatedly coughs if she can't say the key thing.

I wait for her words without knowing what they mean.

"... fine. By mouth again for today."

And I liked that she, who sticks around for a while and starts the fellatio like it was frustrating, though I don't know, cute.

When the snow melts.

Me and her meeting came to an end.

Her friends were perfectly happy already, and the days of meeting up no longer without a reason to hug each other went on.

They were originally close to rootless grass and had no place to go back, so they were going to stay all the way near the polka, but the blacksmith training story came up to me.

"Well... in the capital, I can't see you anymore."

"Yeah......"

The destination is Wang Du. My father also trained at a prestigious workshop, and he said he would have a minimum of ten years.

I didn't even want to go, but I get stuck with the answer when the blacksmith kid tells me what I can do without a blacksmith. Unfortunately, I can do swords without learning. But if I hate even my father's edge blacksmith, all I have to do is beg.

But she hated the mess.

"I don't like it! Mr. Andy, don't go! Don't throw it away!!

"But I can't live without working either. You can't have a king's capital in a half elf."

"So... but no!!

I wonder how much anything goes into Ten or those kids, but in fact, she rarely paid attention to me. Maybe I had a point where it had to be me being that kid.

Though the truth is still in the dark because I don't know the values of half an elf.

"If you don't have these ears... if you cut them like this, you and Andy..."

"Huh?"

When I looked up, she was suddenly about to cut off her left ear with a knife for a servo payment.

There was no hesitation in the motion, and when I thought softly, the blade was in it up to half my ear.

"Ya, stop!

I was so surprised that I slapped her knife off without thinking about it.

Gashan, and the knife fall on the gravel road.

Her blood and the blood on my palm are scattered over the residual snow.

"Ah......"

My own ears hurt, but when I saw the wound on my hand, my face grew pale.

It was then that I finally realized what she cared about if she did me, and I felt spared breaking up with her as it was.

Until then, she was just like me and I just thought she was drunk at a time of sweet, pleasant rapprochement.

"... I knew I didn't want to just leave you"

It was impulsive and child-smelling.

I told her again.

"Hey, you. You said you'd do anything."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll do anything. I'll do anything..."

"Wait a minute."

There were a lot of broken horse and used blacksmith tools rolling in the warehouse for my practice.

Twitch the saddle tightening string and some tools out of it and run back to her.

And I silently machined the tightening strings in the fireplace of the hunter's cabin I cuddled with her.

"Cut in about this... will this be the front?

"What... are you doing?

"Well, watch."

Even when it comes to tightening strings, they are a few centimeters thick. of smooth leather. It was a sturdy item that could also be used for children's belts.

Cut that, process it, and make shitty prints with baked goth.

"... Andy... Smythson... Mr. Andy's name?

"That's right.... done."

I can do that. Just in case. Pull and check the strength.

And I approached her and wrapped it around her neck.

"Keep this on forever."

"... what is this?

It was a collar.

Pets and slaves wear collars with the names of their owners in them. For a long time there was no slave in this country, but I forced it on her.

"As long as you're wearing this, you're mine. It's mine alone."

…………

"I don't do it to people. Keep it on. Absolutely."

"... no"

It was an outrageous demand in a way, but she smiled and admitted it.

And then three days later, I left the polka.

That's fifteen years ago.

"That's why I have a half elf girlfriend...... not really"

"Smythson, there's a story about her in the brain of the Ten."

"Is it that time already? Hey, Kami, it's time for your account."

"Don't say brain, Baker! Ahoy!"

I'm not in Wang Du right now.

Far ten days in a carriage. It was a peripheral city of the Selesta merchant country in the south of the kingdom, becoming a soldier, not a blacksmith.

The war against the Selesta merchant countries of the South began in the middle of the blacksmith training, conscripted and the Wang capital fell on the way to being trained.

Celesta, who incorporated the Kingdom of Trotto into the sphere of power in the meantime, reorganized the Royal Army and incorporated it into the Corps. It also prevents me from returning to the blacksmith training, counting from the training soldiers as they are for seven years, and when they are the ten commanders of the platoon.

The most unusable sword is the same, and he's in a rational crossbow squad that looks like the South. Sounds like the Dark Elf's invention, and he says the Kingdom's proud Sword Saint Brigade has been lightly devastated by the power of this simultaneous shooting.

And I could read the structure just by looking at it, and I could fix this guy. I was treasured. I can't get back to King's Capital or Polka as soon as I get used to being ten men long in a group from the kingdom where 10% and pride get in the way and there is a lot of cold food eating.

"Well, that's it. Half of us are in love."

"Amen? Ah, a hundred."

Raising his sauvignon vision, Dark Elves sat across the street at some point.

Deane Hundred. He's the commander-in-chief of the Crossbow squad, strong if he can do anything from swords to body surgery to magic to academia to women.

"The world is cold in the half. It's the end of being neglected by even parents. As soon as someone is a little nice to me in that, I go crooked. I think even the half-elf kid you're talking about has been trying to dedicate his whole life to you for a reason."

"Is that right? I hope so."

"It won't be good. You flaunted it for fifteen years, and I didn't even remember your name."

"Ugh... I'm just forgetting a little bit. Silaf said you can remember."

"I've heard that half elf from you about her, seven times just because I remember her. I never got a name."

"Ha-ha-lah... uh-huh"

I think I'm going to throw up a little. I kind of have trouble getting the booze going faster when it comes to this story.

"There will be more to remember than that"

"... hmm?

"I immediately remembered. Andy Smythson of Polka. Remember me properly too."

Hundreds of people get serious when it's always my memorabilia. He saw me some time ago. You said that, but you couldn't remember when it was in booze, could you?

"Until I remember what I promised you, you will not forgive me for my discharge or my birth."

"Hina."

"You're the one who's terrible. I'm not talking about forgetting."

"… see you next time -"

I flew the white flag as usual. Hundreds of people sigh.

At the end of the liquor serving, I was mostly transported upstairs to the inn in the tavern before I knew it to welcome the morning.

When I hear about it later, it seems the hundred chiefs are carrying me. Even though I'm not a chick, that guy is awesome.

"... ugh"

And I'm hungover.

My father also had a habit of drinking too much. I want to do something about it, but I may not be able to do it with my blood.

That and this are bad memories of that half-elf.

It's so intense and sweet, it's a convenient memory for me, but so I compare it to other women, I can't wake up and talk about it.

Even though the women of the King's Capital and Celesta have lower average levels than the polka women polished in the Spirit Springs, they don't fall in love when they're slated to their character.

So I don't remember touching a woman other than a hundred since I left the polka. Hundreds of people lend me shoulders, train me, and I'm not in contact with anything else.

"But the Hundred Leaders... hmm"

Honestly, it's not bad.

Even if my sensibilities are luxurious without darkness, there are things that attract me when I become a hundred or so women.

Boobs are big. Faces are beautiful, friendly, sensible, casual and great.

But, well, even though it's casual, the hundred chiefs are rumours that they have fiancées, and dreaming is ridiculous.

I can't go back to the polka, and I'm not even interested in a normal woman. Maybe I'll stay like this for the rest of my life.

"Huh. Stop"

I got up a little bit hung up. The purse will be kept by a hundred chiefs, as usual, and the inn bill will be getting me out of there.

And, when I try to open the door, the door opens from across the street with Gachari.

Someone dressed in a gray cloak pushed the door open before I pulled.

"Who!?

I even jump back by accident.

Big enough to be resented. I didn't even do that, I'm not going to be big enough to be targeted, but I'd be so scared if I were a thug. Celesta can't be alarmed because she's insecure.

The cloak shadow quickly came indoors with slippery footsteps.

Quickly fleshy on me for jumping even. If you're gonna stab me with a knife or something, you're not gonna get away with it. Jump into the distance, and you're gonna peek into my face from below.

That face, it's a woman.

There is a cut in the middle of my long left ear to half.

There was an old, worn collar around his neck.

"Master!!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?

Her voice and mine overlapped beautifully, and then me and her lips overlapped just after, and then just after, they overlapped and fell on the floor.

"What the... Oh, yeah!?

Apparently, he was having breakfast on the ground floor. A hundred people chief blew it out. He flew upstairs, jumped into the room, and looked at us and stiff.

Frozen time.

Later there everyone in the squad rushed to the dota too and screamed as soon as they saw the half elf that kept kissing me enthusiastically.

"Oh, hey! Ten Smythson Chiefs Brain She really got it out!!

"Mmmm!!...... Pfft! You're not my brain girlfriend. Eh!!

♪

Next to me, awake, grinning in tears and sneezing, she peeled off her worn cloak and exposed the crowd to the unique grassy costume of the northern elf. No.

I pinched my collar with both hands and exposed it to the crowd.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Selene Smythson, Mr. Andy's female slave!

He even named me by my last name for some reason, along with an overly disturbing title.

(cont 'd)