Hero Manufacturing Machine ~A Job to Make Children~

"I thought you were... more... scary..."

Kazuhaine suddenly said such a thing.

Because the man who was close to him was that arrogant elder brother's fig 'ibald, there were parts of him that couldn't be helped.

"You changed my perception... the only man... is Ushallush... you..."

"Am I?

I remember Kazhaine, who was her daughter, very well, because she was somehow the enemy of Fashione.

Her most important impression of her is that she is not like her parents.

Though he was certainly good, his impression was quite different from that of his father, whose arrogant part was too prominent, and his gorgeous mother, who wore a provocative dress that was unworthy of his age and did not deceive men.

I inherit the blood of Fashione in color from the appearance, but because the atmosphere is completely different, I don't get that impression.

Flashy fashion and clear kazhaine.

The opposite is true for the same mother and daughter.

When I first met Kazhaine, I thought, "You look like Fashione," but I didn't really think she was my mother and daughter.

About that, the impression on the inside is different.

"I don't think you've been noticed..."

"Yes"

"Instead of what you think... women's eyes are far more sensitive..."

I agree.

Female intuition is much sharper than men think.

That's why I try not to look at a woman's body as sexually as possible.

Even if I look at it, I don't think it's strange because I really just glanced at it for a moment.

This is why the goodness of the eyes forged by the battle is being used here and there.

"I... seem to have inherited your mother's blood so intensely... so full of breasts..."

I don't hesitate to expose the fruit to my eyes and say such a thing.

Kazhaine is right, she looks like her mother, Faszone.

It makes me feel like this would happen if I were younger and calmer about the fashion that has become somewhat more demanding today.

I can't even feel the appearance of that arrogant elder brother from a clear and modest Kazheine.

"Without a wife... among the younger gentlemen... without a greedy face... it was only you who approached me... Ushallush..."

Unless you ask him how conscious he is, Kazuhaine's rich swelling is different from that of her flashy favorite mother. Even if wrapped in underexposed clothing, its presence is outstanding.

It would be more impossible not to be aware of healthy young boys.

If I hadn't been related, I might not have leaked it to that example.

Until then, Kazuhaine is attractive.

Well, no matter how beautiful my age is, there's no reason why I didn't have any trouble with a woman because I had to use my eyes on my niece.

In addition, I have a very neat line between when it comes to trouble and when it doesn't.

No matter how much you feel like Iona or Machia, you're in contact with countless other people with overlapping skin as gently as you can in public during the day.

The smelter is a closed space, but I have never attempted to make a mischievous imitation there.

That place is only for polishing martial arts, not for breastfeeding each other.

Also, no matter how attractive a woman is, her relatives are not eligible.

That's what I thought. Until I heard that story about the king the other day.

If you think there is such a story, Masayano and Claudia will also be covered.

Well, as a rabbit, as a horn, Masayano sees Claudia as not even an adult, but rather as a man.

"... I didn't expect you to feel good about me... but..."

"Yes"

"... I was drawing a clear line somewhere... and I didn't get the impression... that I had lewd feelings..."

As Kazuhaine pointed out, I was thinking about "making a princess who is intrigued by sex feel good as a price for shutting up", but I didn't think about using her body to make myself feel good.

Kazuhaine has a brilliant future.

I can't let that ruin my lust.

There is no lie in thinking so.

Instead, even though there was a match between the two interests that I had, the mother of Kazhaine, Fashione, fully embraced my lust.

There are countless times you've released sperm into that soft vagina that has given birth to many of your eldest brothers' children.

It's almost time for Fashionne to carry my child, no wonder.

And even if you're wearing it, there's nothing wrong with it.

You will grow up slowly with the support of a generous country.

After a long conversation with Kazhaine, she sees the essence of things much more than I thought.

It's not like I thought it was a completely unknown princess in a box.

Perhaps it is my pride that Kazhaine chose me to dedicate his virginity to seeing a man much more than I do.

"If... if I were to... give birth to a child..."

"Yes"

"I can only think of you and your child..."

"Dear Kazuhaine...."

He would say that to me, who is currently making children in a progressive fashion.

It's nothing but a confession of love.

"If you think so much about me, I won't be able to respond to it."

Close relatives are not the earliest concern.

Though there was water in his sleeping ears, the king, and hence the nation, is sanctioned.

Above all, Kazhaine herself wants me and my child.

There is no reason to refuse it if it has been served so far.

In addition, I still have honest and complicated feelings, but I don't hate Kazuhaine who asks for me so much myself.

I can't refuse either.

I chose to accept Kazhaine with my whole body and spirit by my will.

"... Dear User Rush...!

"I will entrust you to me until I know that Master Kazhaine is carrying my child."

"... isn't it a dream...?

Kazuhaine with nose and tearful eyes.

It seems that I was very pleased with the words. [M]

"Yes, I think it'll be about two months at the most, but in the meantime I'm almost yours."

Of course, the role will continue every night, but after that, I declare that I will be almost exclusive to Kazuhaine.

As we continue this conversation, we slowly climb the climax stairs.

For the first time, Kazuhaine knows how to never let a man escape, and he grabs me with his legs to make sure he receives his seed from me.

Even if I don't have to do this, I intend to properly plant it, but from that behavior, the feeling that Kazuhaine really wants me is strongly conveyed.

"Please give birth, Kazuhaine....!

"Yes... I'm giving birth...!

"Kazuhaine-sama and I inherited my blood, the son of a brave man...!

I repeat the rhythm to ensure the seeding of Kazhaine's vagina.

Kazuhaine is Kazuhaine, and she will definitely crush me even more to greedily squeeze out my sperm in order to carry my child.

And then...

At the same time, you reach climax.

"......!!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

In the incredible pleasure of getting distracted, I'll push my glans against the mouth of Kazuhaine's womb, and pour in a child who is staring at her womb with a fierce momentum.

Every time I cum, I'm pulsating, and I'm spitting out so much sperm that it won't fit inside Kazhaine's vagina.

"Ahh... I know you're giving me a child... It's so... hot..."

Kazuhaine feels the heat of a male child who receives a female genital mutilation for the first time.

"Haah... haah... haah... haah... haah..."

When I finished ejaculating, I buried my face in the rich hills of Kazhaine.

Kazhaine gently holds my head with both arms.

"Ah... I admire you... Mr. Ushalrush..."

I closed my eyes for the rest of my comfort.