I haven't spoken for two days or so in this world. I'm releasing what I give out once.
I can still tolerate hunger, but I could say that solving the dietary problem was urgent.
Food is abundant in the woods.
But I'm a baby.
Drowning meat and vegetables over a mixer (possibly possible with junction magic) doesn't know if the body will accept it.
Probably only liquids from breast milk or components close to it, right?
Nevertheless, it is not necessary to seek breast milk from a beast whose gender is unknown and it is also unknown whether or not there is a breastfeeder.
I'm not sure. The subordination has been tied up before, but I can't force my men to push the challenge. Reflect on you as a boss.
'Tits... are you breast milk? Then we can do something about it.'
"Seriously!?"
Surprised by the vegetables. Voices like voice changers get even higher.
'The wound... yeah, looks fine. For my Lord's sake, let's be prepared here.'
Mr. Frey says so and closes his eyes.
A big body lit up with puffiness. The light increases in intensity and shines brightly... and its body shrinks... and becomes a human being?
Red hair of the same colour as body hair flows saggily to the waist, with dog-eared over the head. This is another red blocked tail from my butt.
Busty breasts. Creased hips. supple and long limbs. Beautiful look neat.
There was a beautiful girl with a soapy pong.
"... Phew. There are no abnormalities in the condition. Changes to the human form. Hemp seems to be a success."
Until just now, the beauty that was echoing in my head came in through my ear. Let's just say that.
"Get dressed!
While screaming, I remember being naked, too.
If it's a beast opponent, it's still more so if it's a person, and your young daughter. It's a baby, but it's embarrassing.
I closed my legs and covered my groin with my arms. My pussy, of course, but before I was reincarnated, I couldn't bear a few long hairs growing on both nipples. The remnants. Now his head is thin, and he's tight from the neck down.
"Oh, your eyes are dirty, excuse me. But this figure is based on what I am, so I can't change it. I can't go back to who I was for a while and... I'm sorry"
"Oh, no, it's not about your eyes getting dirty or anything, you mean you have a lot of trouble doing things with your eyes... Yikes! It!"
I made a line to match her body line and colored it. This is what I've always thought of, but in short, it's like a rider suit.
"Erotic on the contrary!
I also chose the color to be black, making me look like a sexy female thief.
"I'm sorry about the overlap. While you prepare your costume, apparently you are not dressed..."
No. I'm not... okay. It's a hassle to explain.
I was suddenly upset when I ran into a beautiful girl in horny naked and horny outfits, but I'm not sexually excited because I'm a baby. To be specific, my son remains a dick.
"By the way, my Lord. Is this costume your magic, too? It is a power that transcends the divine realm, such as producing" yes "from nothing..."
I can't say I just made a bond.
How would Mr. Frey feel if he found out that I had no attributes and that's why I could only use junctional magic?
"What the fuck? You're not fucking Zacco! How dare you fool me!
And so on and so on, you might get me out of my head with too much anger.
Yeah, let's keep it quiet.
But I want to know what kind of junction magic is.
"I'd like to ask Mr. Frey something."
"Hehe, my Lord. You don't need that awed way of talking. Instead, the subordination relationship should be clarified. Yes, after that, I will call you Master Hart. I call you 'Frey', and command you to be what you are."
If I could lay on one knee and bow my head respectfully, I'd feel good, though?
"I'm practicing kingdom magic. But I'm not sure what junction magic is."
"Junction magic, is it? Even without mastering such initial magic, Master Hart is already able to manipulate a variety of magic. Then we should be moved on. I'm good at flamethrowing."
"No, with kingdom magic!
I don't need any extra knowledge so far.
"Yes. So... Kohon."
Frey began to speak, sitting upright on the spot for some reason.
"Junctional magic is, so to speak, magic that builds' positions'. By defining areas and assigning attributes, you create a situation that is in your favor or against your opponent with an attack."
"Aren't attributes irrelevant?
"When you use it, it means you won't be tied to attributes."
For example, Frey explains himself.
She specializes in flame-based attack magic, but increases the power of flame-based magic if used within a junction that grants [fire] attributes. Conversely, when lured into the junction of [water] attributes, they say the power of good magic is diminished.
"Well, that's pretty convenient."
But I don't have any attributes in the first place, so it doesn't make sense.
"Convenient, but not quite as liberal, in fact"
"Really?
"Because it's only an aid. And to put it another big disadvantage, when we build the junction, the area becomes fixed, so we can't move it."
"Huh? You can move it as usual, right?
I made a colored box-shaped junction and let it fly over there. Frey, it's astute.
"Yep...? I did, it's really moving. I'm not granting it to an object and moving it, alone. Or is that, like, the juncture?
It's funny so I increased it to twenty and played with it.
"Hey, don't be impotent. If the junction unfolds more than one at the same time, the magic power to maintain it increases dramatically with every increase in numbers, and the strain on the brain is daunting!
"Huh? I don't need magic to maintain it, though?
Frey, agua again.
"Sounds like you're just going to use a little to move it. Wouldn't that be such a burden?"
I'm just tired of sticking a lot of cells together.
"So you shouldn't be able to move it in the first place..."
Could it be frightening?
"Is that really the juncture...? But the magic of creation is lost... Master Hart's junctional magic is, in short, far from our common sense. But junctional magic has a special nature that is not tied to attributes, which is fundamental, but therefore could not be the subject of research... But, eh...?
Judging by the way she looks in an admirable mayhem, apparently my boundaries are special.
What do you mean, you don't know any more if you keep asking Frey questions?
So.
"Is it time to get some boobs?
I want to keep my stomach full.
"Heh? Oh, yeah, you did. Uh, how do I take this costume off?
"Why don't you pick it by the neck? You can pull that down."
"This is it. Now if you'll excuse me..."
Frey lowered the neck zipper to the limit around Jizzy and the navel, feeling good and saying, "Do you need to take it all off?
Why are you soaking up again?
"Just the chest, just the chest."
It just sounds like a sexual harassment statement.
"What do you say? You can't just do things with your chest."
"What...?
Frey speaks with a novel style of waiting for a naked Doya face.
"It's reproduction, of course. I'm not familiar with how people work, but breast milk would be the first thing that a mother springs up with her life, wouldn't it? Now seed it on me."
Ha, so this guy, he's natural, huh?
Apparently, my dietary problem is that I got up on the reef...