Half-elves Fall in Love

A few hours after leaving King's Capital.

"... it's getting cold."

Aurora squeezed around the two arms of her clothes and squealed.

….

A well-ventilated southern carriage when you think about it.

Even though we're on our way to Polka, where it would be snowing already, everyone's clothes haven't changed since they were around the desert. I'm too comfortable with anything.

"Ha, quick, guys, weave feathers on something! If we go over the mountain, it's gonna get really cold!

"... sister, what about the cold gear?

"I'm sure Lila was up to it."

Turning to Lyla Chibi's fantasy, Lyla scratched her head and laughed awkwardly as she rode the railing of the carriage's bench.

"... it sticks to the human body. I can't let you down."

"Get off!! It's really cold up ahead."

Bad steps......

Between Polka and Trot King's Capital there are mountains.

Behind the bumpy peaks, the twig hairy Snake Mountains of the Blue Snake Mountains are very tall and hassle-free. It gets cold all at once from up ahead.

"Here."

When the carriage is lowered and returned to the human body, or the transformed Lyra squeaks her pussy and fingers, neglected clothes emerge from the space surrounding Lyra.

"I haven't worn anything like this in years."

Mr. Deane looks uncomfortable as he wraps his quilt coat around him.

"I haven't seen it in 30 years. Ever since I went to the Oriental Mountains to study tricks."

... Celesta is not a very cold place.

"Finally."

"Selene."

I look up at the Kitty Snake Mountains, and once again I swoop into emotion.

... Hometown, which has been away for 15 years now.

Again, I'm subtly anxious to think I'm going home.

"I've been away from polka for over half my life already..."

"No, I don't. I want to make a good plan for what to do when I get home, but I can't remember the details."

"Haha. Well, he was a kid."

"... right"

A city away at the age of 10 and never able to go home before at the age of 25.

I can't remember it properly and it's natural.

The landscape in a fragmented memory is an old home built from Grandpa's generation, people who receive water in the city's spiritual springs, and the hot springs that were mainly just for a peek, along with Apple and a dairy hunter's cabin.

And my father's place of work.

I can barely remember the rest. I should have been running around quite a bit.

"Kind of scary"

"... Really?

"Basson has gone from almost rural to a pretty good city in just seven years? I have no idea what's going on with Polka after fifteen years."

"It's true... things have changed quite a bit since we just arrived."

"Oh well... I wonder what's going on, Polka"

"Almost there, Mr. Andy. Almost, I can fulfill my promise to Apple…"

"Oh......"

Promise?

...... Apple. My first love. Teng himself made a misconception about me being a collar-loving pervert.

... No, I don't hate it. But that's a little different. It's not meant to be a female slave or anything. It's in a more purely bumpy way.

"Andy!! Selene!!"

"... looks like you're all done wearing it"

Angelos calls us, and we go back to the carriage.

Why do I feel so anxious?

Going back to polka shouldn't be negative, at least.

Make it my foot, make it Apple's consciousness, though there is certainly no guarantee that it will heal well. Though my father might be mad at me.

That's not a plus, it just sucks but it's zero. It's not negative.

Anyway, there shouldn't be anything wrong with going home.

But for some reason, my anxiety didn't get off my chest, and I've been squeezing Selene's hand in the carriage.

Nostalgic polka city.

Land in the middle of a snowy street and hide the carriage as usual.

"Take as much baggage as you can. If you leave it in the carriage, it'll just freeze."

With Mr. Deane's decree, we all take what we can have and go to the entrance to the town.

Two young gatekeepers stood there.

"Welcome to Polka. Are you walking?"

"That's the place"

That's what Mr. Deane says to get through.... Nothing gets in the way.

"Heh... I could really use an elf now"

I squeal unexpectedly. And the gatekeeper looked surprised at me... not looking at Selene next door.

"!! Selene!! You're Selene!!

"Duh, duh."

When Selene waves, the gatekeeper looks both melted.

... Looks like he was idolizing.

Because it's certainly cute enough not to look at it a bit by human standards.

"What is it, Selene? Bring me so many beauties."

"Once you find Andy the blacksmith..."

... and I no longer seem to be identified as having seen my face.

Well...... yeah, I'm like someone else at 10 and 25.

"Look, this guy, Mr. Andy."

"Oh, oh! Andy!"

"I miss you!

"... who are you guys"

"Oh my God, you forgot, you're so flirtatious! Look, I, Keel the bunker!

"Oh, that fat one. I lost weight."

"Don't say fat!

"Do you remember me, me? Johnny the liquor store."

"Forgot."

"Hina no Oi!

... Oh, he's back.

I kinda miss not being remembered with my face, but it's certainly my home town. This is the city I was born and raised in.

"But what, you wasted it?

The former fat guy in the bungalow, Keel, looks worried when he sees my fit.

"Oh.... this. I'm here to cure this."

"To heal? Didn't he come home?

"Oh, I've been in the Celesta Army for ten years now."

"Seriously. If I said ten men in the Royal Army, it would be you, er..."

"Ensign."

"Yes, yes."

In the Royal Army, ten captains were referred to as second lieutenants and a hundred captains. By the way, associate soldiers and generals are the same as Celesta, and the marshal position is called the Grand General.

"Will you go somewhere again when you're cured?"

"I don't know yet. I don't know if it's going to heal, and I need to talk to my dad about staying."

"Uh... er"

Keel looked subtle.

What the fuck?

"And anyway. If Selene's back, we need to report it properly to the Baron."

Johnny puts the keel on a Halvard pattern.

"Oh, yeah. I'm coming."

"Please.... Anyway, welcome back, Selene, Andy!

Johnny seems to be the guard and gives way to us with his chest up.

"... do you know the Baron, Selene"

"Uh... I don't know what I'm gonna say, with Apple tangles"

"Oh."

Apple's presence led to the promotion of dialogue between the Trot-Celesta side and the northern elves.

Do you still know each other in the form of a friend or an identity underwriter?

"... All right, let's just leave me behind and go see Apple first"

"Mr. Andy."

"It's not a rush to tell my dad I made him a leg anyway. But Apple better wake up and do it as soon as possible."

... well, I'm also soul-bold to send you ahead a little bit of what you're afraid of getting results for.

But it's definitely the highest priority.

"Okay. … hospital, let's go"

"In the meantime I'll keep the inn. Sister, I asked for it."

"Yes, yes."

Mr. Deane leaves the group.

After Selene, we walked out with Zorozolo.

Polka's hospital is clearly out of fashion.

There are spiritual springs that are better than doctors. There's little point in purposefully calling a doctor to cut, paste, or take medications you don't know how to handle.

Still, for once, the hospital was fine.

"Welcome to Polka Hospital.... That's Selene! Not in two years!

"Guys. … Apple, are you staying that way"

"Yeah. I regularly give them a drink of Spirit Springs water."

The nurse at the reception looked in trouble.

"There's nothing you can do about it in the Spirit Springs. There's nothing our teacher can do about it..."

I have no idea if I'm motivated or not.

"I knew...... but Mr. Andy and the doctor at the dark elf in Celesta, I've been looking for you!

"Hi. Hilda the Magician."

"Oh, oh."

The nurse rushes out of the reception and goes to get a doctor.

And after the doctor who showed up spoke to Mr. Hilda for a few minutes, we were put through to the hospital room in the back.

Apple slept quietly as if time had stopped.

"... Apple"

I call her by name for the first time.

My first love.

A weird half-elf who did something to fool me and then fell for me.

... Now that I look at it, it's certainly not like Selene. Hair shapes, hair colors, ear lengths and nice buddies do look alike, but not so much like the same person.

"Did you deliberately make Selene's hair look like that?

Selene smiles and answers complicated questions about Angelos as she confirms.

"Yes.... well, I wasn't originally that different fit. I've often been mistaken for my sisters."

"... blood not connected?

"Not at all. Because Apple is the half of the purple clan in the North Forest and I am the half of the forest elf on the east side of the Affilm Empire"

First ear.

... or I really know very little about Selene or Apple.

"Er... hmm. I knew it..."

Meanwhile, Mr. Hilda is checking Apple's head and chest everywhere.

"... when I heard the symptoms, I wondered if..."

"What do you think?

"He's dead once."

"... Yes?

Ask Hilda back, who says something that sounds light and serious.

Mr. Hilda sighed lightly, slamming the middle of Apple's chest slightly to the left, a ton.

"You've been shot through the heart. That's instant death.... but the Spirit Springs are so powerful. Still, I was forced to resume critical life activities. Occasionally, people get hit with high-powered medical optics at a critical time, and this is what happens."

"... so, the... I mean?

"A state where the soul is caught halfway through once it is loose. Feels like you even had a lid in your pan that you flipped over? Half of them are spilling out of current space."

"Yes, no, that, not the state, what's the prospect of healing?

Thirsty. My heart says bakubaku.

... If I can't, what am I supposed to do?

I can't keep doing this, or kill Apple... kill?

Stupid.

... and I was thinking, Mr. Hilda just happened to be light.

"It'll heal."

"... good..."

"But"

I'm freaked out. Is there some kind of awesome penalty?

"... er, Andy, for a bit of everyone but you. Because it's okay. Kind of."

All of a sudden, everyone, including doctors and nurses, gets kicked out.

And.

"All I know is how to wake you up with sex."

"... what?

I said a hell of a thing.

"What do you mean"

"Er.... if you connect it to the analogy that it's spilling, you can magically put the spilled equipment back. But spilled juice doesn't go back."

"... ha"

"So, the juice is a special energy body to connect the soul to the flesh. Normally, a certain amount is synthesized at birth and you use the same thing for the rest of your life, so basically it can't be acquired. It's not impossible to synthesize by magic, but there's a problem with the accuracy of the color adjustment, and there's a Chinese way to fill it, but this is hard to get again."

"I have no idea."

"... er. The point is, when you magically penis in and let it out, something in your womb that's missing awakening, wake up and do it out of your mind. "

"... er"

No, that.

Wouldn't it be terrible to have an inspiring reunion or something in the middle of offending a sleeping girl for as much as anything?

"It's okay, I'll keep the contraceptive magic on!

"That won't be the problem. Something, look."

"But Andy, you must be your female slave, right?

"............... that's what I'm talking about"

"Then that's not good. Yo, they're letting me use it! So All OK "

…………

"Uh, you don't look like that! I don't know what else to do, 'cause this is the only way to make sure I'm awake right now."

"... ugh"

I'm sorry, Apple. I'm so sorry.

... I'll have it.

Ask Mr. Hilda to magic his penis and then make sure his legs move too, peel off Apple's futon and take it off under his pyjamas.

Take off your underwear, too.

... Unsurprisingly, you have something to come when you take off a beautiful girl who won't resist at all.

"It's okay, Andy, you? I'll give you a boost instead, okay?

"Yes, no, not quite."

...... Apple.

Mine, mine... I lusted the most, I kept thinking for 15 years, half an elf.

Connect with the child.

I really wanted to talk a lot and then hug each other more naturally.

In perfect condition, I wanted you to accept.

But I want to talk to you again. As soon as possible, I want to see your laughing face.

So.

"Chiu...... Nku"

Tongue your hairless, completely unwet labia and spit thoroughly.

Apple's groin, which hasn't exactly come back to life, hasn't been linked to pleasure yet. So they won't get themselves wet no matter how much they stimulate.

So pour in as much saliva as possible and apply.

... and I felt bad for her.

"Apple......!!

Wet just with your own saliva, someone else's vagina.

Me trying to force myself in there.

I can tell it's a virgin because it's hooked. But the feeling of the lower body, which is trying to mutilate that hymen but not at all powerful, is kind of corpse rape and a little empty.

but the warmth claims to be the real living girlfriend.

In a true sense, to get back to the real thing.

To cuddle with my true girlfriend, I forcefully offended her vagina with only saliva and blood, waving her hips.

"..................!!

And obligatory, ejaculation.

The pulse in my ear, my own dokudoku, reminds me that this is just masturbation.

When you're holding someone, you can hear their heartbeat. I'm glad the beat overlaps with my own.

But.

Now......

"Now, that's okay... right?

"Yes."

Mr. Hilda nods.

At that time, my vagina moved piquely.

I saw the eyebrow root move in a freak manner.

On the face that seemed to be made of wax, an expression begins to emerge.

Pain, confusion.

... That would be right. It would be strange if, at the time of awakening, I could normally be convinced in an instant that I was suddenly offended by a virgin and was inside out.

Still, I am.

I've been thinking about it for 15 years, "I can see" her.

I waited for that moment, thrilled.

And.

………………

Her eyes open.

Focus on me.

The next moment.

"Ki, kiaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?

A scream that splits my ear. And me being pushed over.

"Gu, ahh!?

Roll like no other.

... Yes, that's okay. That's confusing. Because a 10-year-old became a 25-year-old man. I don't know.

... and I thought I looked up at Apple.

"Ya hey... what, why... selenium, selenium!!

Confused as you wish.

Hey, I'm Andy, not what I can say about the vibe.

but when i heard that voice, i jumped in first making sure selenium hit the door against my body and opened it.

"Apple!!

"Selene... Selene, good... oh, that guy, he offended me... now..."

"Apple, it's okay, because he's Mr. Andy. Great, Apple...... really......!!

Selene hugs Apple and gives up in tears.

"... what, what, what, who, what...!?

"It's Mr. Andy, Apple... our husband's, Mr. Andy... it's been 15 years, so he's grown up, but that's who he is"

"... selenium...?

Apple grabs Selene's shoulder and slowly peels it off.

"... 15, years...?

"Apple, it's been fifteen years since we came to Polka and met Mr. Andy. Apple, I've been asleep for two years."

"Wait."

Apple shakes his head and compares me to Selene.

"... a polka, what?

"Up, Le......?

"By and large, why Selene, to the way it was...? I had Trent's disease..."

"Apple, uh, hey... wait, memory... memory, how far is it?

"... because yesterday, through the borders of the afilm..."

"... Apple"

Selene looked incredible.

"... memories ahead, don't you?

…………

Ten minutes later, Selene came out of the hospital room.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Andy"

"No... what's going on?

I waited in the hallway for everyone but Mr. Deane.

Turning to us, Selene opens her mouth uncomfortably.

"... for about three months before I met the old Andy, I don't seem to remember Apple,"

... I lost my power.

(cont 'd)