On the remaining days of the leaning sun, under the clouds dyed red, I gazed at the sky on the cobblestones of the central square of the capital.
(I don't think this is the right time. No, of course not.)
I left home with Imoske after noon today and moved to my new home in the suburbs. After that, he returned to the single king's capital and handed over the former residence to the real estate manager of the merchant's guild.
Besides, I went shopping for groceries, coffee bean roasters, etc., so it may be surprising that it hasn't been dark yet.
Before you go to the brothel, you have to eat.
With a swollen shopping bag in one hand, cross the central square of Wangdu to the west and go to the boulevard of the Joy Street. Already, with street lights and shop lights, you can go down the bright streets like during the day and sit down at the appropriate stalls.
"Well, here it is, and a hot straight tea."
I ordered from my brother who brought me water, "Lever and Nilla Stir Fry." The flavouring is slightly different from that of previous generations of levanilla, but it is tasty for both parties.
"Oh, this is... this is..." Thank you for the other day. "
When I swallowed the food that was being carried away, I heard a gentleman with thick chest hair and a good clothes.
I think I bought it at another stall. There are snacks like sandwiches, scones, and cheese on top of the basin.
Thank you very much for your help.
He is what I call a "chest gentleman", and the other day it will be about the "Niente Pane Squadara" crusade of the no-pan group that fought together.
Suggesting a seat, the gentleman rolled his head and sat down across the table.
"Is that so?" Well, that must be reasonable. "
If I tell you about the no-pan group [Niente Pane Squadara], the gentleman with the chest hair will return it while enjoying the smell of tea.
The kingdom's prime minister, who has a reputation as a shredder, is a skilled diplomat in the eastern kingdom. The outcome of the negotiations between the two parties seemed to be a combination of compensation and terms.
(But is he the one who grew up? I just put the cup of tea back in the saucer, and I feel something.)
Looking at the old man's work face to face, I think so.
By the way, before going to the brothel, there are many people who bury their belly lightly like a gentleman with chest hair. If you play in the brothel at dinner, you'll be late for dinner.
It's called afternoon tea.
In the previous life, aristocrats and wealthy people took it before watching a play. The difference with this world is that the destination is a brothel, not a theater.
By the way, if you describe my meal in the same way, it will be "High Tea".
(Afternoon tea is not a pattern)
To paraphrase "High Tea" further, "Meat Tea". During the Industrial Revolution, it was the end of the day meal for workers who came home hungry after a day of work.
Just go to bed afterwards. The lights are wasted, so hurry to the bed.
Even though it is a meal, the "tea" call is probably a remnant of the fact that black tea came to the common people's table.
I'm a worker, after all.
Previously, he worked as a construction company site supervisor. Commuting to work in private clothes is rarely done with a white shirt through the sleeve.
High tea, which is the birthplace of the common people, suits me like that.
(Besides, playing in a brothel is a tough sport and an exercise.)
The afternoon tea menu is often sugar-poor. Because of the muscles and the seeds, I want the protein.
"Are you going to the brothel from now on?" Would you like to join us? "
When the meal was over and both cups were empty, a gentleman with chest hair invited me.
Two women and two men enter the playroom, swap opponents along the way, and express their feelings after playing
Knights of the Kingdom Number Three's Bebemacho is Cornille. Sometimes I do this with this friend, and he wants to do it himself.
Fine, I'll be happy to.
When asked where they found it, Cornil told them when they were taking a break after destroying the No-Pan Corps [Niente Pane Squadrons]. In addition, the four-for-four with the No-pan Corps "Niente Pane Squadara" was interesting, so I wanted to try it again.
It's a pleasure for me to show my interest.
(The adult gourmet club is a strong candidate for new members.)
"Adult Gourmet Club" is a circle that Cornille and I set up to review brothels. Although time has passed since the beginning, the number of participants has not increased from two.
One of the reasons is that Cornil, who became a high-ranking official of the Royal Knights, is busy, so it is being held less frequently. But perhaps most of all because we have carefully selected our members.
In that regard, if it was a gentleman with chest hair, it was enough for both my personality and strength.
(Next time, let's talk to Cornille-san)
Don't say no. However, it's not okay for me to decide on my own, so I'll invite you after I get approval.
That's a good one.
The chest gentleman has a wealth of experience in the Hanayanagi world and many acquaintances. If you had joined us, we would have expanded the range of play.
With my stomach swelling, my heart swelled with anticipation, and I walked along the streets of the entertainment district.
A mixed neighborhood of senior and intermediate brothels located just one street back from the main street. The old man walks around there alone.
(Now, which store did you go to?)
We don't have reservations, and we don't have any particular stores we want to visit. Then the two of them decided to go to a store that they had never been to together.
(Sometimes I go to the edge of the entertainment district without being able to choose it. I wish there was something that would trigger it.)
When I walked past the intermediate brothel while thinking about it, I saw an A-shaped sign standing beside the entrance.
"Fair in Eastern Countries"
The background of the letters written as large is the figure of a dancer with a lot of exposure and accessories that seem to appear in Arabian Knights. It is similar to the word "kata" in the story of a thousand nights and one nights, but it is different in that it does not wear a cloth that hides the lower half of the face, "face veil".
"This is the kind of costume, isn't it?" I saw it for the first time. "
While looking at the sign, I give my thoughts to the chest gentleman.
The eastern nations, by the way, are further east of the "Land of the East" to the east of the kingdom. It is a collective name for a region with small countries that can be called a city state.
However, it is not a joint body. On the contrary, it is a war zone where the golem knights, the humanoid giants, slash and beat each other repeatedly.
I see it in the capital once in a while.
It seems that there are people who don't want to go to war, or people who are making money. You're a chest gentleman, and you know the world far better than I do.
(During the war?)
In this world, knights fight with each other, but not ordinary people. However, it is not a permanent battlefield, but a land that is transformed into reality.
(It would be difficult to live in. The value of everyday products will also increase.)
The only people who would be attracted to such a place would be knight pilots who wanted to gain a good name, mercenary knights who wanted to make a profit, or merchants who took risks in search of high returns.
Well, let's go to this shop today.
I agree with the gentleman's suggestion. I quickly pushed the door open and stepped inside the store.
"Oh, that's good."
I was slightly surprised because there were about three women dancing on the stage in their original outdoor signs.
As soon as the shop was made, the lobby spread out, with a podium and reception counter in the front and multiple table sets lined up for eating and drinking on the left hand side.
By the way, there is a stage on the back of the left hand, near the wall of the eating and drinking space.
"Fast rhythm, it's like the Eastern countries."
On both sides of the stage, the bearded elders perform live strings and percussion instruments. Jewels and pearl-coloured seashells attached to the dancer's golden chains reflect the light as they dance.
(It's beautiful, it's delicious)
Definitely, this is a full-time job that stands on its own. I definitely don't practice amateur arts on holidays.
As expected of a whorehouse, it is a "social place for ladies and gentlemen". Whether you are an intermediate or a temporary event called the "Eastern Nations Fair", you probably will not compromise on the performing arts.
Why don't you pick a little later?
I don't think so, so I'd like to go and admire it. My words were nodded by a gentleman with chest hair, so I chose a place where it was easy to see and sat down on the table set.
(It used to be a glossy berry dance, but now it's as intense as samba)
Only the chest and hips should be the focus.
"That little hip movement. It would be nice if you could get on top and shake it."
A gentleman with chest hair who reads my mind in the next seat. I greet the waitress, the apprentice girl, and ask if I can nominate those dancers.
The result is impossible. I'm sorry, but the girls who shake their heads left and right say they're specialists in dancing.
"The costumes of the Eastern countries on the podium are really from the Eastern countries, not as much as she is, but they can dance like that?"
When I turned to the back podium with the chest gentleman, there was a small group of dancers in the middle.
Only the dancers invited the real ones, and the players only dressed their usual members in Eastern country costumes.
It is a common pattern in previous life, but even if it is an intermediate brothel in this world, it seems that it will not do such a thing.
(It's called intermediate, but in the Hanayanagi world, it's pretty much above the middle.)
There are only senior and Misaki families at the top, and there are not necessarily a go-go bar, a socializing coffee shop, and a personal sales shop at the bottom. From the point of view of the people of Ichii, it is sufficiently high-end.
By the way, it seems that the dancers and people from the Eastern countries of the podium are not "people from the Eastern countries where the kingdom resides", but people from outside the country.
A moving whorehouse on the Ost Continent with a carriage
It is said that there are many such forms in the eastern countries, only in war zones. It is said that this "Fair" was quite famous among them.
It seems that the fee is higher than other women, but they are the only ones to be nominated this time.
Of course, I'll give it back to the chest gentleman. Tip the girl who gave you the information and head to the podium.
Slender beauty in her late twenties and cute chicks in her late teens
This time there is a two-on-two exchange between men and women. Therefore, after consulting with the chest gentleman, I decided to choose a different type of woman.
The price was five times higher than that of the local princess, but if you went to an advanced whorehouse, it was much more than that. After receiving a welcome hug from the girls at the reception, the four of us headed upstairs to the playroom.
Enter the room and start with a light shower for everyone. Wiping the droplets and wrapping the bath towel around her waist, we face the girls in the chest bath towel on the rug of the hookah.
A gentleman with chest hair puts his hand inside a jacket hanging on the wall to see who the opponent is.
Coin toss to decide.
That's what I pulled out: a gold coin.
True gentleman, one way is handsome. It's a big difference from me when I said, "Those who won in Junken are the same."
I'm a late teen whip, and the chest hair gentleman is a slender beauty in her mid-twenties
A middle-aged man who plays a coin with his thumb and catches it with the back of his hairy hand. As a result, the division was decided in this way.
(Well, let's do it.)
I tried to follow the lady's ass up to the king-size bed, but a gentleman with chest hair whispered softly into her ear.
"Don't worry about me, do your best." It doesn't matter if she can't make the second round. "
Why do you look at such a thing with surprise, and shrug your shoulders lightly and inherit the words?
"Because you and Mr. Tauro have different arms." It's hard to be distracted. "
If Munchkin crushes, I'll watch and study Doctor Slime versus Slender's second round.
(I'm the one who's been distracted)
Even if I think so, I feel uncomfortable and reconsider.
Why don't you have a more shattered relationship?
Could it be such an approach?
Now, if you make eye contact with a chest gentleman, you can close one eye and put your thumb up. Apparently, my predictions were right.
(He was a fellow whorehouse friend, but I think he could be a good friend.)
When I was happy, I nodded with a smile. Then, as she went up to bed on her lap, she moved to the front of the young girl and sat down.
(The shine of the munchies, it's wonderful to be young)
If you look closely, she has a bright atmosphere and a dazzling smile in front of her.
It's all energy.
It would be this if it were expressed.
If you look at the body wrapped around the bath towel, the key points are tight but voluminous, and if you press your skin with your fingers, it looks like it can be returned with a lot of force.
(I'm full of energy, it's really good)
If we talk about it a little bit, the contents will remain the same as the appearance. The bullets (should) talk to each other and laugh often.
I remembered "Chia Girl at Taiwan's Baseball Stadium". I saw it when I went on a trip, but I think it was like this.
”I'm cumming”
Cheerful girl with an even stronger smile suddenly pushes me down on the bed and pulls out my hip bath towel.
When I threw my own, I crossed my torso and pressed my son, who was staring at the ceiling, against her lower lip with one hand.
(I felt it while washing and wiping our bodies, but I don't really feel like meeting customers)
It would be the type of person who swings the opponent the way he wants to do, as he wants to do. But I don't feel bad.
I always come up with a holiday date without making a plan. Even if you hit an unpleasant and expensive restaurant on the go, it would be a terrible joke. ”
It feels like that kind of personality.
Extremely easy as there is no need to escort or prepare underneath. However, it is always a straight shot, so it will not be suitable for those who want a breathing love match like a pitcher.
By the way, I can enjoy a big game of hitting each other.
(although it is said that)
It's not a bad idea to sit up like this and let the belly dance and samba show off with a moderately meaty, heavy lower body.
But just a little bit, I'm also naughty about trying to surprise this bright, energetic daughter.
(I was told not to be shy, so let's do it. Then, activate the Demon Eye to counter it.)
Don't let go of the initiative by holding it firmly in your stomach. To present her with such intentions is the confusion that "if I thought I had slashed, I would have been slashed".
So I analyzed the best part of Nikon's Chia Girl at the stage where she included just a little bit of her son's tip.
(Done. Let's start with the Stellar Sword.)
I distracted my son and changed the shape to "exclusively for her". If this went inside, it would penetrate the weakest point on the back left of the umbilicus (belly button) and rub the sensitive wall with optimal strength in the process.
(situation begins)
At first, it was a little above her lap. Grab your legs with both hands and press down.
It seemed that a sweet electric current ran as aimed, and Nikon Niko's healthy daughter's knee melted in an instant. I can't support my weight and fall freely, causing my butt to fall.
(It's the best, isn't it?)
A slow but unexpected blow to the deepest. Exactly one hit, exactly one hit.
At the same time as Zudon's shock, she raised her eyes halfway to hide in the upper eyelid, and then strongly contracted her spine.
Nice shrimp.
It sounded so good. Even though it's a painful posture on your stomach, your abs wave over and over again like a shore.
"~ ~ Oops!"
Going so far, I finally heard a scream that I couldn't hear. Then, from the diagonally open mouth, the tongue jumped out and leaked from the edge of the lip.
It was a flashy reaction, of course.
If you use her as a cylinder lock, my crotch is a legitimate manufacturer's key. Because all the pins in the abdomen (cylinder) are pressed correctly without shortage.
(open sesame (open sesame))
While chanting the name of freshly baked and fragrant bread in your heart, you move your hands from your knees to the sides of your hipbones, and turn your daughter's torso clockwise by a quarter turn.
The door to her room was opened lightly by a key made without her knowledge.
When I was relaxing in my room, the front door that was supposed to be locked opened and a man broke in.
This is what it's like to compare the situation. And if the room is the body of Nikon Niko's fine daughter, it's her heart that's there.
Of course, I covered my heart with trespassing. Well, this is a whorehouse, so it's legal unless you hit the give up button.
(Can't you afford that?)
The clear, hot liquid spewed out from the keyhole intermittently, and each time, only the belly twitched and twitched up and down. The back of my head is bridging to get to bed, so I'm worried about my spine.
The worker on the bed looks just like me. Nikon, you didn't know I was a good man.
(No surprise)
I was working in a whorehouse on a trip to Ostlandia.
The name of "Doctor Slime" seems to be sold, and the name of Shijin is the king's capital, Hanayanagi. Not to mention the opportunity to ask outside the country.
I'm sorry I can't move, but we're in production from here.
Yes, she'd be happy to give up any more, but I'm still not done. After all, it was just [just going deeper].
(Alternate Attack and Defense)
I get up using my abs and put her legs on my shoulders.
Next, I imitated the tactful play of the chest gentleman shown in the No-Pan's [Niente Pane Squadrons] battle, and turned my hips like a candy sale with a stick sticking out of the water.
(The internal pressure is high or the skin tension is excellent. Even though your chest is big, your shape won't collapse at all)
A large pudding topped with cherries that leans back to 360 degrees every time it is shaken. With so much volume, there was no sign of losing to gravity.
I enjoyed the healthy elasticity derived from my youth as much as I wanted.
"... you tasted so good"
Having tasted perfectly in every corner, I filled my daughter's pudding with plenty of fresh cream with a syringe. Then exhale from the back of your lungs and wipe the sweat off your forehead.
“That's right, I've seen something good.”
This is the voice of a gentleman with chest hair. When I turned my face towards you, I was lying face down on the bed, and I received pressure from a beauty in her mid-twenties who had straddled (again) my back.
I'm going to take a break first.
He inherits the words with his eyes closed, feeling good. Apparently, she was getting a massage while she waited for me to finish.
(Sticking)
Normally, my opponent would wash away my sweat and everything else after playing, but this time I was incapacitated. So I take a shower by myself and fetch water with a bath towel.
Turn around and it seems that the massage is over. The chest hair gentleman couple was hanging a pillow on the headboard, keeping their backs and playing the conversation.
"Mr. Tauro will also need a breath." Why don't you come over here and mix it up? "
Whatever it is, she is from the easternmost country among the eastern nations, and the customs of that country are very different from those of the kingdom.
Well then, thank you for your words.
Thank you for inviting me to come up to bed and go to my lap. I was actually very tired.
Nikon's healthy daughter's body was tightly packed, so it was heavier than standard, and the last sport was closer to the "full run with luggage" she did at the athletic meeting.
"I haven't seen her like that in a long time."
That said, the slender beauty still hasn't regained consciousness, but she still moans from time to time, her younger colleague.
I'm a little proud of her praise. On the other hand, the chest gentleman is surprised to hear, "Is there another class in this class?"
(It would be.)
Cool, the first dish to be eaten (unicorn) by Grandpa Goblin, the guild leader of the Merchant's Guild. I don't feel like winning at all for the two of you who have become serious.
The man with a thousand wounds on his back is the # 1 [World Champion] in the world
He was the pinnacle of the world class for two reasons.
I was more interested in her story than that, so I'm going to ask you how the easternmost countries differ from the kingdom.
The biggest difference, then, seems to be about 'marriage'.
(Huh?)
As the conversation progressed, a vertical wrinkle was created between the eyebrows of the gentleman with chest hair, and he occasionally shook his head from side to side. At some point, I could tell from where I was putting my arms together that it was negative.
However, what Slender Beauty told me in her mid-twenties was indescribable to me in my previous life.