The battle between me and Sister Blast Bottom opened the curtain quietly.
I touch your sister's body quietly.
My sister has plenty of leisure time to see how things are going.
(I'm not the last one already)
There's no rush for me. I've got enough weapons to believe.
(Your sexual sensation appears to me as a circulation of light and color temperature)
Devil's Eye, you can call it. No, I definitely want to call it the Eye of the Devil. I decide to call it. I admired it, to the devil's eye.
My hands aren't touching the delicate area.
Slip your arms, shoulders, back, elbows, knees, and so on quietly and gently with your fingers. That's all.
(... eh... eh...?
Even though that is all, the gentle and serene feeling wraps her up, herself, I don't know why, confused.
I keep quietly gently touching her as I watch her light circulate. With her gradually, feeling the lull.
By the way, do you know what "grooming" is?
That animal is doing things like hairy things to each other.
Grooming allows you to keep your body hygienic by taking care of each other out of your reach.
Individuals who were able to groom each other were said to have lived much longer than those who lived alone.
I mean, grooming is what organisms need.
For this reason, creatures are able to embrace grooming.
Don't you have any experience?
I had an experience where I felt somewhat comfortable when my hair was being messed with or haired and I wanted it to go on more.
I do. When I was a kid.
And I wonder if this comfort is the mechanism embedded in the organism to embrace grooming.
So that when a kitten is grabbed by its neck, it grows up. I don't resist because it's comfortable, so I think my body is made.
And now, that's what I'm putting on her.
Being tenderly cared for, even though it's not a delicate part, makes me feel more comfortable and I want it to go on more, so I won't even resist.
Of course, this is only possible with demonic eyes.
(Hmm..., I see)
I understand one of the reasons why she is a battleship while watching the demon eye footage.
Grooming has increased her overall sensitivity.
It's up there, but there's no murmur like Plain Son. Only a fraction of them are rising to extremes, or they don't.
Instead, every corner glows from bright red to dark orange.
In other words, by distributing the damage all over your body, you are increasing your overall defense.
In other words, we can also say that there is no place to attack.
(If we continue like this, it will eventually be a bright orange, and a dark yellow. But that takes time. Until she does, there's no way she's going to fight back.
As expected, she took a breath and said, after putting back the weight she had kept with me and looking at me slightly impressed.
"Don't do it. Honestly, I'm surprised."
"Yes, I was coached by a tough instructor."
In my words, I guess she imagined a teaching light tour too, a look of understanding.
"You're not the same as you were the last time."
And then her counterattack began.
She is a student of the Royal School of Magic. In other words, he is a wizard.
But as a warrior, she was top notch.
Power, speed, technique, everything is first-class.
Power outweighs the power fighter who ravaged me in Awok, speed outweighs the speed fighter who flirted with me as well, and technology outweighs both names by far.
I was even forced to defend myself before a warrior without a minute's gap.
(As it is, it is poor)
There is a rush. But not without hope.
(To this warrior opponent, why did you bring it into the draw last time?
I think desperately. At the same time, gaze and observe the blind eye, overlooking everything.
Then from time to time, from the gap in the warrior's armor, it was found that a blue and white light could be seen.
(This! this caused her to explode)
I understand.
Explained by analogy to a shooting game, she is the medium boss.
The boss is surrounded by sturdy armor and can't deal damage no matter how much he shoots.
However, shortly after the middle boss activates the major moves, the armor gap opens and the nucleus (core) in the back becomes dew.
The player accumulates damage by knocking the attack in there and knocks it down at the end.
That's the way it is.
But this isn't a game, it's reality.
I don't bother to let the armor have a gap in order to balance the game.
It was with the devil's eye that I could find this.
(Still, questions remain)
This time, I could find it with the Devil's Eye. But last time, it was just a coincidence.
Luckily, I guess I was able to hit him from the gap that happened to open.
However, all I'm saying is lucky hit, hit one shot at best.
With that one shot, I don't think you've done enough damage to defeat your opponent.
(I don't know. But now I just have to)
I have increased my Attack by Demon Eye, but my Defense remains the same.
As it is, I don't have many more.
It's turning the attack from grooming to delicate zone, but it's dispersed by her ability to "average damage" and no immediate effect is expected.
I will endure her onslaught.
The onslaught that lasted for a while, for a moment, interrupted.
I see a blue and white light leaking out of the armor gap in my demon eye.
(Now!
I slammed a blow all over that gap.
At that moment, the world trembled.
(What!
I'm shocked by the sight.
That was exactly how all the tulips on the pussy table opened up and became a giant burly open.
All the sturdy armor that covered her fell off, and the blue-white glowing nucleus (core) peeled out indefensibly.
I figured out why I was able to bring it into the draw with one lucky hit last time.
(If you give even one blow from the gap, will you be in a big open state?)
This can't be a game balance. If it is a product version, it is a bug that should be patched as soon as possible.
But this is not a game. It is a harsh reality.
She was the boss in the middle of one blow, with extremely hard armor.
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
I will not forgive you.
If the position were the other way around, she wouldn't have condoned it either.
She hoped to decide on a female male and challenged her into battle. This time, that's the fight.
Getting out of hand here would hurt her dignity as a warrior.
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
I will continue to attack with all my might.
She vibrated violently and sank when she was so attacked with a blue and white glowing nucleus (core).
That's when I was at my limit again.
Earlier on, I continued to endure it at the critical limit.
It is furthermore this vibration.
I can't make it clear, and I no longer have to endure it. She's already starting to sink.
I unleashed everything that I am now and poured it all into the ship of a sinking battleship.
At that time, from her mouth, a voice utterly unimaginable from the image she had, so sweet that her blood sugar would rise just to hear, and so lovely as a girl, was emitted high and long.
That was a sweet disconnect I'd never even heard of before.
After Tauro left the store in a spirit, the concierge and the women who were the lords were gathered in the modem.
On the couch, an exploded bottom sister is put to sleep.
Seeing how it goes, Twinthe sighs.
"I don't think our top can do this."
The voice may contain the feeling that it is incredible.
Most of the women around me had the same thoughts.
In fact, Twinthe was right, the exploding bottom sister was the strongest in the store.
Even if they are rarely defeated, they have always beaten their opponents in a rematch without their skin.
That is the state now.
"You, too, are such a nasty mouth. That much surprise?
One woman tells Twinthe.
Twinte argues by pointing to the instructional light patrol.
"That's because he was instructing me by his side. Mr. Tauro, if I were alone, I wouldn't be hit that far."
"How can you say that to a benefactor? Be careful what you say."
Teaching Light Patrol is not easy.
And I shared my thoughts.
"Until now, Master Tauro has avoided a rematch with her. But not today. I won a battle with her without a shudder."
And give him a little nook to think about.
"You probably grabbed something. And I took it because I thought I had a chance to fight her."
"But not today yesterday"
Twinthe says.
So soon, people change? meaning is included in the extraneous
"If it was Tauro yesterday, working with me wouldn't have beaten her. But I won today, and you're alone."
Everyone listens in silence.
"From my previous mentoring experience, there are people who, with some criticism, suddenly, explode. But today, Tauro is probably right."
The women squirm.
From the Teaching Light Patrol, Twinthe, Concierge and others, who had heard the stories so far, they split into three groups based on their thoughts.
One, I want to experience Tauro's strength.
Two, I feel like trying, but to be honest, I'm scared.
Three, impossible, impossible, impossible, absolutely, impossible.
The first group includes people who are confident in themselves and instructional light tours.
The second group, more than half.
The third group twint with those who are not confident in strength.
By the way, werewolves, they're not here.
I look at the twinths that came into the third group and say as if the concierge was frightened.
"By nature, you are in a position to thank me with that. Do you understand?
"But the top I received instead of me is like this. If I had received it."
Twinthe cuts his words there and imagines himself thanking the other day with his own self.
"... Extremely pleasant pure soil"
Suddenly, the whining Twinthe rapidly loses focus of its eyes.
"Ahhhhhhhhh"
Suddenly he starts cramping and sits on the floor.
Instructional light patrols rush over and check the state of Twinthe with a serious look. And I looked in trouble.
"... what's going on?
The concierge hits the instructional light patrol.
The Teaching Light Patrol answered in a small voice after getting a little lost.
"Remember, I seem to have reached"
What? The concierge and others do.
And the concierge says, sigh mixed.
"I apologize to Mr. Tauro, but depending on who you nominate, we may be able to talk to you."
They looked at each other and nodded.