I'm a Behemoth, an S-Ranked Monster, but Mistaken for a Cat, I Live as an Elf Girl's Pet

The next day...

"Heh heh, good morning. Balls."

Today and today.

She speaks with a gentle smile to Aria's awakened balls in her chest.

"Nyah."

When his balls rise, he rubs his face slyly against Aria's cheek. Because if you do this, Aria will be happy.

"If you got balls... you're really sweet, aren't you? But honesty is a good thing. Sweeter for you."

Look, you're right.

Aria says her balls look sweet.

Praise me for that, and do more.

Apparently Aria, not sweet.

He likes to be sweet.

(Phew... Occasionally)

Seeking by a beautiful girl like Aria.

And sweet all you want.

The balls are a feeling of happiness, filled everywhere.

(All right, to meet your husband's request. Let's try to get a taste for it today)

When you decide to do so, your balls take action quickly.

To Aria first, stop rinsing and sweetening.

Aria said, "Are we done...?" He looks sorry, but there he goes...

Peron.

Tongue out, licking one of her elf ears.

"Ahhh...!

(What!? You're not responding to what I imagined!?

to Aria who reacted with a glossy voice.

The balls lag behind.

Aria's cheeks stain pink.

No heart or breath is rough.

I rub my thighs and my thighs together.

And with moist eyes, I say:

"balls......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

and -.

(How about that! It's totally freaky switched on! After all, your husband had such a hobby (...)!? This isn't an elf, isn't it an "elf"!!

Jump out of bed.

The balls to evacuate to the corner of the room.

But Aria stood up.

Slowly, slowly, approaching my balls.

Something like, "I can't believe my balls had that technique..." or "I can't wait till I'm older..." runs bumpy.

(Not good! They eat me!!

My balls instinctively felt it.

Aria caught up with her balls and held up that little body.

But the next moment.

The hand of salvation was reached out.

Concoction.

Sounds that resonate.

The door to the room was knocked.

"Yes!

Behind Ice Blue's eyes, Aria was floating her little pink heart, but by a sudden visitor, she returns to sanity as soon as possible.

"Me, Vulcan!

"Mr. Vulcan!? Yes, I'll open it now, just a moment!

Aria rushes to correct her residence.

I thought it would be nice to stay Negrije, but it's between women, and I think it's rude to make them wait, so I open the door.

"Nyah ~ early in the morning I'm sorry. But I really wanted to get a quick look at this (...), and here I am."

"Ah! That's..."

"That's right. Tama's special protective gear. I enjoyed making it yesterday and finished it all night."

Vulcan's hands were gripped with very small protective equipment.

Look at that, Aria's face brightens up a lot.

(Phew...... apparently your husband's interest has strayed from his protective gear. Miss Vulcan, it is Nice)

His balls exhaled.

By the way...

You may think it's a lot too soon to finish off your protective gear, but there's a reason for that.

Most blacksmiths in this world acquire something called "blacksmith skills”.

Capabilities include a multiplication of blacksmith speeds, red-heating of subjects… etc.

And because I had this skill.

Vulcan is a young man and a successful blacksmith.

"Balls, let's just get some protective gear on!

"Nyah!

When he receives his gear from Vulcan and Aria expands his gear, his balls ring well and his legs go through his gear.

And...

"Yay, it's cute!

"Nyah, I'm glad you're equipped with no problem!

Look at the balls equipped with protective gear.

Aria dyes her cheeks and Vulcan nods satisfactorily.

Ball armor......

The torso part is made to resemble leather armor and is fitted with steel armor all over it in a few places. Vulcan explains that this is a structure for not inhibiting the supple movement of the balls.

Next on the head.

The head was provided with a helmet made of wood and iron.

This one also has holes in it so that your ears can pass through it so that it doesn't inhibit your balls hearing.

The look is really adorable, like a cat with an adventurer's cosplay.

For Aria, who loves cats, it would be just, like, irresistible.

"Tama, can you move properly?

"Nyah!

Ask Vulcan if he has any motor problems.

When Tama replies well, she lets him walk around groovy on the spot.

(Hmm. I feel somewhat heavy, but it doesn't seem to be a problem for my son, who is a behemoth. From Miss Vulcan's mouth yesterday, it looks like there's some sizing magic on it, and it'll last longer even if it grows)

I was satisfied with my balls.

That's right, the work done by the thriving blacksmith's master with his own hands.

"And I'm here to deliver this too."

Vulcan offered him a sweeping knife.

Apparently, he was also finishing up the maintenance of Aria's knife.

"Thank you, Mr Vulcan"

"Nyah, this is the first time I've had fun getting an order worth making in a long time! Well, I'm getting my money yesterday, and if you'll excuse me around here,"

That's what I said, Vulcan left.

I guess I was really working all night to see him do a small stretch when he left.

"Balls, if you eat dinner, go to the guild and take your quest!

"Shit!