Isekai de Slow Life wo (Ganbou)

Return from Utopola.

I also thought about returning with the transfer because I was going home, but because of this, I decided to collect a large amount of slime-based material before returning.

Since there are many types of slime and I don't know what I will need, I decided to take frequent breaks to hunt them and to prohibit them from moving alone in view of their safety.

I'm still stopping and resting in the carriage, and Shilo and Aina are out hunting for slime, and Renge is alerting me around the carriage.

Wendy is taking a nap in the warm sun on the carrier.

She looks so cute and smiling as she sits down and puts on a small sleep.

Git... git...

"Ah... hey... Lord, be a little kinder..."

"Bad. But you're still sensitive."

"It's obvious, isn't it... hmm... it's important?

"But look, it feels good here or something, right?

"... yeah. Wow, that feels good."

It seems as if Salte has a glossy voice, and the feeling is conveyed from that voice sufficiently.

"Ah...... eh. Hmmm... there it is... heh..."

"It's good here, too, right?

"Ahhh! I'm already messing with you..."

I already understood Salte's bump.

Come on, let's drop into a world of twirling pleasure from now on -.

"Uh! Can you not raise your voice in the carriage carriage?!?

Renge came to the carrier from the outside and shouted with momentum that he was going to spit.

"Huh?

Uh uh.

Wendy was asleep feeling good, but she woke up.

But he hasn't awakened his head yet, and when he gets to me wandering his fluffy gaze,

Good morning. Good morning.

"Yes. Good morning. You can still sleep."

"Huh..."

That's when I slowly lay down and fell asleep with a small sleep.

All right, all right. Have a good night.

"Was it adorable?

"That's right! What are you doing, these guys! I feel like it!

"I take care of my tail..."

I used a pair of handkerchiefs that my parents gave me, and I used to mock Salte's tail because I was free.

boulder parent. Sorte quickly became captivated by this

"Oh no... it felt so good..."

The salte is lying on the carrier without force, and the tail seems more lustrous than it was before it was stirred.

It was hard and mundane.

It was a fluke to be able to do it for hours!

"Have Renge do it, too. Absolutely like. And look, the tail is really neat."

"It does look beautiful... okay?

"My tail is going to bald if I do any more, and the Lord doesn't seem to be enough yet. Let's share this happiness between those with the same tail?

"Oh! You look like a tail buddy! Wow! Your husband asked for it himself!

A wrangle who seems oddly happy because he was misplaced in the company in one of the many cases.

As much as I'd rather ask about the tail here......

When Salte is ready for battle and comes out on the surface, Renge gets on the carrier and leaves his body on my lap with a crush and turns his tail.

"Whatever you want. Yikes! Say hello!

Hmm. I hope you like it......

Let's start with a gentle solution to the first coarseness.

"Ooh... delicate finger movement."

"Isn't that right? It's comfortable at first."

Salte was on guard in a position not so far away that he was answering Renge's words from outside the carrier.

"Soo. Something's going to make me sleep like this."

"Just the first..."

Okay, here we go next......

This place sucks.

A dish that showcases the main power of the parent party and is certainly popular.

"Master of Degree of Dexterity (Small) Fingertips of Peak Hazelnuts"

It's not an accessory, but it tells the story of the goodness of the parental arm at a time when it's capable as a tool.

Furthermore, mastery is the right ability for me to have a high DEX that works more according to DEX (Dexterity).

This made it a great item to stop catching and feel more comfortable when combed with a pair of clothes.

"Ooh!? Your back is cracking!?

"Now, where is Renge weak?

Every stroke Lengue is making his body jump with a bicun.

I guess there's still a bit of a tickle now, but the main body of this monument will appear more prominent as we continue.

"Huh? Huh... Huh... Huh..."

Little by little, the renge's mouth count is decreasing. Leaking out is exhalation and a small gasp.

I know I'm not letting you out because I want to, but I can't escape this pleasure.

"Ahhh... this is... ahhh... that sucks..."

"Right.... or Renge's got a loud voice too"

"Huh!... I'm sorry. Ugh, ha... I can't do this..."

As the tail gradually neats, Renge's voice grows noisy and his breath becomes rough.

"Renge's is not the same as Salte's again... Sorte's was as comfortable as it seemed to flow, but Renge's feels like it's going to bury."

"Is that...? Oh... no... there's... oh... no..."

I know you're trying to escape by moving your hips with a twist, but your tail is being pushed all the time asking you to rather hit me.

Knock it off, let's keep it clean!

His hips float and he casually but gently combs Renge's tail, which is gradually becoming a mix of peachy exhales.

It's a special time to indulge in the sensibility of the renge each time so that it can be quickly and slowly burned at times, while also indulging in mundane.

"Ahhh... I can't do this anymore... Huh! Mm-hmm... ugh!

Till the end of my tail, after careful care, I wipe my sweaty body when I lift the shoulder of a wrangler that is falling down without force.

"Ha... ha... this one... sucks..."

"Good?

"That was too good..."

"Good for you. Look, put your back up."

"Huh! Hmm......! Haha, I don't have the strength..."

It conveys a willingness to move a little, but it's barely floating.

I had no choice but to stick my hand in the gap in my pants and wipe it to the back.

"Haha, they're touching my butt."

"I'm just wiping it. This is what you touch."

Eagle Lengue's butt all over the place.

It feels soft and sucks perfectly on the palm of my hand because I was sweating, sometimes between my pants and I can't get it out of my hand.

... No, I'm just not letting go.

"How long have you been doing this..."

"No, I can't help it."

I'm done wiping my body. Renge leans on my lap and his tail looks pretentiously shaky and happy.

Then Aina and Shiro peered inside, more from behind, of Sorte outside the carrier.

"Ah, Eina, Siro, welcome back."

"Mm-hmm. I'm home. I've collected it."

When Shiro hands me the magic bag, he seems to care more about the renge that is rarely on my lap.

Well, it's usually because Shiro is in a good seating position.

"Oh, I'm home. What's wrong with Renge?

"Your husband won't help you."

"Damn...?

"Take care of your tail. But it was superb..."

"Hmm, did they also salte you?

"Yeah, have some shilo, too."

"Hmmm... can I have Shiro's tail?

"Oh, of course it's good"

The tail of Shiro is not usually a fuzzy... but it does not change the fact that it is a fuzzy sarcastic tail.

"Mm-hmm. Then I want you to do it later"

"Now you have three tail buddies!

Renge laughs happily, and when he finally speaks up and gives up his seat with his gaze to Shiro, Shiro sits happily on my lap.

"Thanks."

"No. Because I'm one of them!

Renge... you missed being alone so much...

He kept his hips down beside me and sat down leaning against me.

"Hmm... is Wendy... asleep"

"I'm glad you slept... I can't let anyone else see me like that."

"That's what I'll do...... Are you ashamed of boulders?"

"No... well, I'm awake..."

"Okay!? You pretended you slept!?

"Chi, no. I woke up once and then tried to sleep again... Because I heard an obscene voice... I just couldn't wake up!

"Dirty!? Well, I don't think it was that far!

"Hmm..."

While Renge and Wendy are making up their minds, Aina looks somewhat contrived.

"What's going on?

"No, I was wondering how I could grow a tail... I couldn't think of anything"

"You won't be able to do it on a boulder..."

"Right... right..."

What a shame, Eina, but if Eina or Wendy wants me to rub her hair.

Fortunately, my parents gave me some for my hair.

By the way, my abilities have the same thing on them, so maybe I'll be in the same condition...

Well, if I combed my hair on a boulder, it wouldn't be boring.

... You're not gonna wake up, are you?