Royal Castle north of Wangdu Central Square. A reception hotel is built on this property to welcome guests from foreign countries.
A luxuriously decorated room. There a line of Virgins from the eastern country were having a conversation over a cup of tea.
There are three of them. She is a princess cut high school girl and a tongue-in-law with a brand new bishop's dress, and a muscular old nun.
"Holy Virgin, it was a few days, but thank you for your help. I'll be back in the country tomorrow."
An old nun bows her head toward the high school girl Virgin after narrowing her eyes to the sun setting on the western ridge.
In the words of leisure, the High School Virgin makes a look of surprise.
The time is still in the evening. And the old lady is staying at the same hotel as the high school girl Virgin.
I thought it was too soon to say hello.
"You didn't talk about it. The woman is giving a rude lecture tonight."
With a gentle smile, the old nun continues.
"I don't know what's going to happen. I thought about it and wanted to say hello early."
Once she snorts, the high school girl who tips her little neck. I don't know what "disrespectful" means.
What I understood was a well-faced young woman sitting next to me. It is like a tongue length.
"In this land, can you take a snack?"
A voice with a hard expression mixed with surprise and anxiety.
'Courtesy of disrespect' is one of the desolations transmitted to the countries of the east. Women who declare 'disrespectful' must welcome every guest from sunset to sunrise.
Is it something like lifting the nocturnal crawl ban, or a thousand people joining hands?
"After noon, it was declared to the entire Wang capital. The people in charge in this country were helpful and understanding."
A super mature woman with thick arms and a luxurious laugh. But the tongue-in-law's complexion was white, and he felt dizzy about the word "all over the Wang capital."
"Isn't it usually done in towns and villages? No matter how many deans you declare to the entire Wang capital, you will not have a body!
The apprentice's apprehension is approximated, and the supermature woman shrugs her shoulders and spreads her hands.
"In the kingdom, our God is not believed, hey. Few people know, don't they?
But Master Tongue is not convinced. I reinforced my tone and overlapped my words.
"Wouldn't that be a lot! Have you seen the special issue? A reporter wrote in his comments that he wanted to get in touch with the Dean."
It's an honor, hey, and an old woman laughing at Niyanya. The length of the tongue causes the blood vessels of the temples to snap to the appearance.
"What the hell is wrong with you? I haven't had a" rude lecture "or anything like that in years. in an exotic land, suddenly declared, etc."
Super mature women control their tongue length with one hand. And I uttered words with a serious look.
"Because it's a kingdom, tongue length"
The old nun carries on the words against the tongue-in-law with a strange expression.
"The goal of a kingdom woman, I wonder if she might have one."
Unnamed kingdom woman, with no world ranking. But its strength is high enough to compete for victory in an A-level tournament.
"Neither the Kingdom Woman, nor her goals and doings were in the divine game. But maybe he's in the king's capital, right?
With the laughter of a carnivore, a super mature woman who brings her face closer to her tongue length. I gave him one tongue nod and continued with the words.
"What do you say, you join us? If you don't work out, your arm will fall off."
Change your complexion from white to blue, like a nagging tongue length. Put aside a few moments and look up with a resolute look.
"Okay. I will be joining you!
Only fists held on my lap were shaking.
(The reason the Dean put his strength on it was definitely the Kingdom Lady. And if you participate in "Rude Courtesy," you may meet with the Kingdom Woman's goal)
I'm honestly jealous of a rapidly growing master. Suppose I don't participate tonight and the Dean meets the goal and raises his arm even further.
(I guess I can't forgive myself for missing an opportunity)
The thought drove the tongue-in-law. The High School Virgin, on the other hand, has not yet understood.
With a bewildered look, he just looks at the old woman alternately with her tongue length.
"Um, if Dean and Tongue Dean are going to join us, so am I."
A high school girl who didn't want to be out of company and said so. But from the two of us, it was carefully stopped.
Suddenly the High School Virgin makes a stiff look. When he saw it, Master Tongue gued and whispered to the old nun.
"The Virgin is ready. Between now and then, we will purify ourselves."
"... right"
Super mature woman snorting deeply.
The ability of the High School Virgin can be exercised several times a day, at no cost, for the recovery of super-high state abnormalities.
There are just restrictions. You can't choose when to activate.
The only way to create holy water in the body is to leave it to nature.
"I'm going first. Join us when you're ready."
To the words of the supermature woman, he was a tongue-length with his head bowed.
Here the stage moves to the Kingdom Merchant Guild.
Get in the golem carriage parked at the back entrance, Guild Commander and I.
Grandpa Goblin briefed me on what was going to happen on the road to the royal castle.
"In the eastern country, there is a desolation called 'rude lecture'."
Apparently, you're welcome to crawl at night. At noon today, your honor, who lives in the reception hotel, said that the declaration was made.
He called me in a hurry because it was only for tonight.
"Experience is important."
By the way, the opponent is a super mature woman who was in a divine match. The guild chief is apparently trying to raise me.
But honestly, I don't think you have to work so hard.
"Oh, I thought you'd arrived."
A golem carriage that stops at the gates of the royal castle. When Grandpa Goblin said a word or two to the guard, he let me through lightly.
Park the carriage in the space that was only a little further away in the carriage build-up.
"Unexpectedly, there are a lot of participants"
Grandpa Goblin with a slightly reluctant look. When he exhaled, he turned to me and asked me to get dressed.
"The only thing you can wear is an eye-catcher. And then you can't have shoes."
Outdoors, albeit on royal castle grounds, and the season is winter. I wonder what that means.
"It's not the hotel we're headed to. Naked for that."
A reception hotel where foreign dignitaries live. Due to security concerns, he said one element of iron would not be tolerated when hitting in.
And at tonight's event, the idea I put out in the kingdom. That's masked naked, he said.
"If you're naked, just look at it and you'll have a body check. It's just a long way to the hotel, so you have to walk that far naked. That's not why the mask is here."
Because I'm ashamed, I hide my face. Sounds like such an idea.
I wonder who thought about it, and there are some things I can't accept about this strange proposal. But if we get here, we'll have to do it.
Get ready, take off your clothes, and I'll open my mouth.
"Okay, you can go anytime"
Grandpa Goblin nods, and two naked men in black eye-cats jump off the carriage and run towards the hotel.
"Because cobblestones hurt, you'd better run the side lawn. Yeah."
Follow that word and run behind the little naked masked old man, me past thirty.
The royal castle is the residence of the king, but also the supreme institution of the country. It's like adding the Capitol and the government district, so to speak.
Even if the sun is falling, the campus is lit with external lights, and there are many people on the street.
"Wow! What?
"Yikes!
Eye-eyed hat men running through naked. I see that look, screaming from working men and women.
But not all of them, some just shrugged their shoulders. I guess I've seen a client and been informed of the situation.
(embarrassing)
Glad you were wearing a mask. That's what I first thought.
But halfway through the journey, a subtle change of heart was coming.
(But something's very open.)
Dead lawn I feel on the back of my feet. A body lit by shame and disease and a pleasant outside air that cools it down.
My identities swinging freely without being bound by it. Just something, I felt like my mind was going to be purified.
(You don't know, this feeling)
Gradually the stride grows bigger and smiles under the eye-catching hat.
I arrived at the hotel a little more soberly.
"... you can come in"
The guard holding the spear at the entrance glances at us from head to toe and squeals.
I guess this completes the belongings inspection, which is certainly efficient. Unfortunately, my belongings didn't seem to be considered a murder weapon.
Proceeding down the hallway, the door was stamped with 'Courtesy Hall'. Also in the middle of the hallway was a sign "Beyond this, no access".
"Let's do it."
A slice-opened, seemingly thick oak door. The hustle and bustle of men and women who could not hear is causing the air in the hallway to swing before opening it.
Quite a few people, and there seems to be a lot of hard work going on with it.
"Then you can open it."
Take a step in front of your boss and grab the knob. Slowly pushing open makes the noise louder all at once.
It's like an after-school athletic club.
"What's up, what's up ah! Is that so?
The voice that seems to be an elderly woman roars, and the groans of regrettable men rise.
A muscular, naked old woman who, if you look at it, benevolently sits in the center of the room. Plus the look of the guys clinging to it from front to back.
All the men, by the way, are black eyed hats, just like us.
"Tongue length ah! That's not enough! It's just the beginning of the night."
When you see the old woman scolding you, there's a young woman surrounded by about five men.
It looked familiar and raised a surprise in my heart.
Last year's opponent.
An unusually long nun on the tongue, definitely a person known in the name of 'Master Tongue'. I was given a sweet dream by her tongue moves and I was defeated.
(I'm trying.)
It spanned the man sleeping downstairs and was pierced from behind. In addition to his mouth, he also uses both hands and struggles with five people against him.
I'll make a line right on the side, a few guys. I guess I'm waiting for the order.
"Mr. Tauro! Get out of here!
Grandpa Goblin warns me not to fly. On the carpet in front of me, an old man with a naked eye hat blew up.
"You want to crawl at night to that extent? I'll let you do whatever you want, so don't be so uptight over there. Whoa!
If you turn your gaze to the voice reluctantly, that's just the battlefield.
A female-shaped giant catches the men, pushing them all over. And squeeze it out with a powerful tightening move and throw it away like it is now.
If you look around, the remains of the men lying there. Precisely a ravage.
"... the lady at the tail. I think I raised my arm."
With a sharp eye, Grandpa Goblin stares at the feminine giant. The atmosphere of retreat earlier disappears, leaving only the figure of an old warrior trained in action.
"Well, it's been a while. Grandpa Goblin."
Notice this one, a feminine giant with a ferocious grin.
Running my spine, instinctive fear. But the guild leader doesn't seem to wander.
"Because they told me to come and see you. I can't refuse your favor."
The feminine giant opens her mouth wide and laughs at the ceiling.
And then, as I realized, he dropped his gaze on me.
"It's the same. Hey. By the way, is that your son next door?
Very scary, I hope you're not interested if you can. The guild leader answers quietly, with a calm voice.
"Too bad you're not my son. It's like a disciple."
To that word, a super mature giant who narrows her eyes like a cat.
"You're a grandfather's apprentice? This guy looks like he can count on it."
Staring at me with my tongue nodding. Meanwhile, a man attaches to his ass and starts moving his body hard.
But supermature women, they don't even care.
"Quick, but let me taste it!
Keep the man stuck behind you and step out toward me. But before that, Grandpa Goblin stood up.
"I was wondering if you'd come later. I need you to speak to the lady. My real son is a little angry."
Put your born sword in front of your eyes and shake it gently to intimidate you. A super mature woman who sees that, distorts the edge of her mouth and creates a grin.
"No, I'll let you know it wasn't me!
Like a eagle after prey, the female-shaped giant sticks out his fingered hand. Grandpa Goblin was a piece of paper, but dangerously, he jumped into the dungeon with a low posture.
"I got this one! Over there, please."
On the back of a brave old warrior, I answer with my spine stretched out.
"Copy that!"
And the men queue up, twenty years old, the right-faced woman there. I headed to Master Tongue.
Almost at the same time, the hotel was in sight.
"Regards, Virgin"
A high school girl puts up a skirt of long monastic clothes, as directed by the royal nobility of the kingdom.
Let the holy water flake for a beat and purify the man kneeling beneath his eyes.
"... thank you"
Brainwashing must have solved it. The man, who regained his sanity in his eyes, expressed his gratitude.
High school girl Virgin keeps pouring down the rest because she can't stop on her way. You must have been impressed by its warmth, the man combines his hands in front of his chest, opens his mouth and takes it face-to-face.
(Dean, Dean Tongue, I wonder if you will be offering "rude lectures" by now)
Even as I watched how it was, my heart was a high school girl who thought something else.
The location is in the same building, go back to another room.
(To be honest, thanks)
Flying around a female-shaped giant, little old man. Looking at that. Me exhaling relief.
Grandpa Goblin was looking up in front of a supermature woman, but this one couldn't beat the gravity.
If he is the tongue-in-law, he is where he wants to be.
(Even so, wait in order)
Five at a time is the limit. It is judging at a fair pace, but the number of people surrounding it is hard to reduce.
I'm not that long in line, line up at the rear.
(I lost just my tongue last time, and I hope it's either before or behind me today)
There is only one row, so whether it is mouth or hand, or otherwise, is luck of time.
There will be no choice in all this.
(Whoa, probably behind you)
A masked gentleman with a slight belly squeaks his fingers into his shaped white ass.
Was it originally in the room, wipe it with a towel after it was done? That's the gentleman.
(All right, let's start with Demon Eye Activation)
After a light rendezvous and a change of place, put your hands on your slender but rich ass and explore your tongue-length weaknesses.
Around here.
Align with the point of light and push with your finger slightly above your ass. That was the only mild reaction.
Nodding, it strengthens the glimmer.
(Next, prepare the Star Phantom "Astral Sword")
Length direction, all right. I took a deep breath and stuck my hips out at once.
"Hello! Grandpa Shimazu!
Grind her weakness with the first shot as she greets her well. Until then, the tongue-length, who continued to work pale, groans and strengthens the muscles throughout his body.
You must have been surprised by the sudden tightening. I could feel the gentleman beneath me twisting in his ass.
Whatever, neighbor, and the walls are thin.
"Excuse me, please be quiet"
Wild voice, sweet and stuffy neighbor. I'll use my hips to make a wall dong to get my attention.
The shock contracted the tongue-like wall again, and the neighbor couldn't stand it, raising his voice and trembling.
"Oh, don't rest."
This is the voice of the inhabitants on the floor of the mouth. The aftermath of my wall don made my breathing rough, and my tongue length let go of my mouth.
The man grabbed the landlord's head and forcefully pushed it down to the back of his throat.
"Ah, you're new. Best regards,"
Downstairs on the other side. Residents walled by me leave, and someone else moves in.
Speak from me.
"What?"
I tried to get along, but now I've been doing wall dongs from the other side. Then I'll do it again.
"You can't beat me."
Don't beat up with Don often. Master Tongue suddenly screamed strangely, peeling his white eyes and losing consciousness.
The five of us who were surrounding her leak a sorry sigh of relief to meet her face.
"Is that it?"
"Let's wait until we recover"
With that in his mouth, he reaches for drinks and snacks placed on the table.
Looks like she was preparing for the 'rude lecture' until morning, on the women's side.
"Oh, isn't that Mr. Doctor Slime? I didn't expect to see you here, just as soon as I can."
It was a thick, fat, middle-aged gentleman with chest hair who came calling. Until recently, it was me and my neighbor who had a wall dong.
We often meet each other in the whorehouse. According to the women in the whorehouse, they are quite the users.
"Even if it's masked, you know what I mean"
To my words, the middle-aged gentleman laughs and nods. I knew several others, and over the tongue-in-law that kept cramping, the gentlemen's sorority began.
"That word, 'Baba, let me do it'? I've come a long way."
To the words of the middle-aged gentleman with chest hair, the beastly belly-haired gentleman is also the first to agree.
"This is the 'disrespect' declaration I heard right after I read the article, so I canceled all my appointments and ran."
Me, too, I see the legend Legend of the Eastern kingdom in a colloquial manner, etc. There was still a heavy battle going on with Grandpa Goblin.
"Lord Alliance Leader of the Merchant Alliance."
The gentlemen look at it in a way that impresses them.
"Excellent as ever. Even as we grow older, we want to be like that."
While middle-aged chest hair snorts, it clouds his expression and opens his mouth.
"But it looks like you're being pushed."
Actually, I was curious, too. Grandpa Goblin is up against his giant old lady opponent, with his agility.
He wiggles his arms and legs, and stabs them like bees, repeatedly leaving. But it doesn't look as effective as it is.
"Attack to that extent. Then I can't scratch one. Yikes!
The feminine giant laughs and screams, as it corroborates my view.
Distorted by bitterness, Grandpa Goblin's face. That was something that could be seen far enough from us.