Limit Breaker

The training ground of jihad.

It may sound obvious, but now that a new slave has arrived, Noah has introduced Aki on behalf of his fallen comrades for Masjid's assistant.

"Arino Aki is your slave from this day onwards. He was the so-called Kuro Okami in Japan more than 20 years ago, and I want to help you regain your sense of battle."

If Ycilia plays the mother role of the organization as a cubicle, then Noah is the first leader to become a slave, and after a very harsh mercenary life, he plays the role of directing young women directly.

With this power, there were many people stronger than her, but Noah was not a great leader of the young people because Harin, who was an S-rank hero and the head of the organization, supported Noah behind him.

"Hehe. Don't be so hard on yourself."

At that time, Aki, who was in the back quietly, teleported and moved toward Noah's back, placing his hands on her shoulders and opening his mouth in a playful, exquisite voice.

"Not right now, but if Jin Woo takes care of the baby in my stomach, then I will participate in combat training from that point on, everyone."

However, the reaction of the slaves was somewhat confusing.

The reason for this is that only Issians who were able to name Jinwoo 'Seed' in the organization called Samtaegeum were able to do the same.

Although it wasn't that many people knew that Aki and Iscilia were bad friends, Noah, who was a minority who knew the truth, made a sad look on his mother's face, bowing his head powerlessly.

'You're still fascinated....'

The other day, Isilia, who was handcuffed by Jinwoo, was shaking her head with a blank look, still unable to feel her strength.

"Aki, in that case, I will..."

Perisha, who will be in charge of the battleship in the rear, approaches with an open mouth to introduce the internal structure of the battleship, but Aki smiles with her hands raised as if she were holding such a ferrisha.

"Don't you think it's too hard to use the hymnal name? Jin-woo is the only person on this battleship who has to use the hymn name 'Nim', so guess what you want."

"Ah… yes…."

When Jinwoo's voice was provocative, Pericia turned her gaze toward Cecilia with a slightly agitated expression, but she was still shaking her head with a weak expression.

"And I will receive the guidance of the battleship from Cecilia. I feel comfortable with my close friends. Isn't that right, Cecilia?"

Aki shows up next to her using the teleport again, arms up and smiles at her.

In the image of Aki smiling widely and calling Jinwoo 'Seed' as opposed to Isaiah, who could not feel the vibrancy of it at all, all the slaves sensed that there was something wrong between the two of them.

"Right now" is not a combat training situation for you, is it? So I need you to introduce me to a battleship. To be honest, I was pretty excited to get on that battleship that was supposed to be in the SF movie. "

"……."

Iscilia turns silently out of the training ground, and Aki turns away together as she turns, smiling at the situation with her arms crossed.

"Well done, everyone!"

Jiaying-Tak!

As the mechanical automatic doors closed and the appearance of the two women disappeared, slaves began to talk amongst themselves and talk in their own way about the relationship between them and Jinwoo.

'Mom...'

She was handcuffed to her beloved Zion and bought cold anger, and Aki, who was unfriendly, called Jinwoo 'Seed' lovingly, so that she would feel depressed by the defeat and sadness that seemed to be taken away from her.

Noah felt sorry for his mother once again.

After escaping the training ground, Aki and Iscilia were headed for the bridge first.

At first, neither of them opened their mouths, but Aki was the first to open their mouths.

"Oh? Why is your face so rotten? You don't like it when I call you Jin-woo?"

"… Shut up……"

Speech coming back empty-handed.

"By the way, no matter how much we think about it, if we hate each other, we have to make an angry face or a determination that Jin-woo can't be taken away from us. Then why is your face so dark?"

"... Shut up..."

Although Icilia's swearing speech was gradually exhausting, Aki was already reading the cold air that felt between Jinwoo and Isilia.

"If not, why did you upset Jin Woo? If you strongly disagree with my recruitment...."

"I told you to shut up!!"

Whoa!

Kuang!

"Tsk!"

Eventually, when the dynamite that was living touching Ycilia flew her body to the wall, Aki smiled as relaxed as he could, despite the power of the dynamics that pressed into his whole body.

"Phew… Phew…. You stabbed... the right...?"

"Shut up! If it wasn't for you...! If it weren't for you, Jin Woo...!"

After swallowing the words, Aki was unable to slap his cheek. His fury pushed him to the top, and he exerted even more pressure on Aki.

"So... are you going to... kill me...? I'll kill you... Kill you... Instead... If you kill me... What will Jin-woo do to you...?"

"……!"

With Aki's unilaterally mind-boggling appearance, Iscilia weakens her mind-boggling brow as she fears what reaction she had to herself when killing Aki or hurting her body.

"You don't even understand the heart of your beloved husband. I only hung out with him for a few days. I knew all about him."

Once again, make sure that anyone can understand Jinwoo's personality easily.

Knowing that, she gave up her mind, grabbed her collar, and vomited her tears at Aki with a quick look.

"Don't call Jin-woo your husband all you want! Don't call Jin-woo" Lee "! Only I can do that title! I'm the only one allowed this title, you cat burglar!"

Though the feeling of not wanting to lose Jin Woo was exasperated, Aki was annoyed as well.

"Cat burglar? Isn't that what you were supposed to say when you took the canopy? Besides, you won, so give it to me this time."

"I told you before! I'm not happy with that guy going to dozens or hundreds of trucks! Jin-woo is all I have!"

As more emotions intensified, the wound that Jinwoo put his hands on and bought cold anger became more painful, Iselia's words became more ferocious.

"Only you! If it weren't for you, Jin-woo and I would have continued our happy lives! If you hadn't shown up, I could have enjoyed the happiness I am now!"

"Alone? It's called selfishness, isn't it? As you know, Jin Woo's personality is very sexually open. Perhaps another slave will be added to our position. I am confident that I can stay close to that woman for Jin-woo even under the circumstances. On the contrary, you don't seem like a very nice woman to Jin Woo."

"I can do that too! If not just you!"

The two looked at each other aggressively.

If anyone had been in the middle of this, he would have witnessed an airborne phenomenon of life alone.

"Hmph!"

After all, if a classmate who had taken time to join the Masjid Bridge had left the classroom for some reason and had a very bad chance of seeing this situation, the first thing to notice was that the worst situation could no longer happen.

"Use that advanced executive beacon you've been given to get a detailed look at the structure inside this ship. You take care of the rest."

Iscilia, who explained in a dry voice that she hated the opponent so much, turned to her room, and Aki was annoyed to keep staring at her claws, so she checked the interior of the battleship with her own two eyes through the senior executive beacon given to her.

As she roams around the ship, she falls back into her bed as if she were returning to her room.

"Hehe... Jin-woo..."

After arguing with Aki, Jinwoo bursts into tears as a sad emotion from the cold treatment of herself, grabbing her pillow without her knowing it.

I want to feel his temperature. I want to look at the way he sees himself as a lovely woman. I want to feel the warmth of pleasure only when he treats himself as a woman.

However, she hasn't even had a proper eye contact with Ycilia lately, and even if she did, she still had a cold look on her face, not the warm look of looking at her woman like before.

Happy days together with Jinwoo.

After seeing the illusion of himself disappearing and occupying Aki's appearance that day, Iscilia bursts into tears, burying her face in the bed.

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"Woo. Why do my ears suddenly itch?"

Jinwoo, who was about to start playing with the changed masjid's toys, suddenly started to squint as his ears itched, and began to wiggle his itchy ears with his little finger.

'Only Masjid will be targeted and Aki and Iscilia will reconcile. This is gonna be busy for a while.'

It's been a bit annoying to have so many things to swing at the bottom these days, but his infinite lust is accepting even the most annoying.

"Don't be ridiculous! You want to treat me like a toy!? You think I'm gonna be your fucking toy!?"

A masjid with a lively voice staring into the furious eyes of a playful classmate.

However, Jin Woo still smiles and looks at something from his pocket.

A small black plate that is only half the palm of your hand.

On the board, the heart was broken in a lightning bolt immediately next to the value of 1 to 100, with a pink heart next to 100.

There was a readjusting switch on the first side, which seemed to be adjusting the value, with a sharp smile on the forehead and a slow finger movement of the readjusting switch from 1 to 100.

"??"

I don't know what he's doing, but he's a shivering masjid with a dull look on his face, and I'm starting to feel a little strange about her.

"Huh…?"

The hostility towards Zion began to fade a little bit when I thought he was a lowly servant of the underworld who used to treat Saladin as a slave.

'Wh-why am I doing this...? Every time I see the face of a man like that... My face is getting hot... Is there something big wrong with this body?'

The bigger problem was that as my face got hot, my chest also started pounding like it was doing excessive exercises.

So the eunuch, which raised the adjustment switch to 70, slowly went back in one direction.

Then, whenever I saw Jin Woo's face, my face was hot and my heart was beating disappeared, and I once again expressed the disgust I had felt before.

"Hehe. The test is perfect."

"What the hell is that machine?! What deficiencies does that machine inflict on this body?"

It was a masjid with a lot of knowledge in his head, but the current situation was not understandable even with that knowledge.

Common sense is that every time you adjust something with a machine plate that is half the size of the palm of your hand with a low control switch, it affects this body.

"I told you. I'm gonna treat you like a toy. I don't subjugate you like any other slave. No, it wasn't worth it in the first place."

As I pushed the adjustment switch up to 100 at once, the masjid with a slight sharp impression melted in one go (of course this was also the true taste of eunuchs), his face turned red.

"Ahhh…!?"

'What... is this emotion...?'

Inspired by Saladin's infinite loyalty, Masjid felt the negative emotions that had been felt towards Jinwoo, along with feelings he had never experienced before.

No, it was enough to create the 'greed' of wanting to see his face.

"Hehehe! This machine, it can control your emotions. I'll show you the evidence."

After finishing his speech, he punches her in the abdomen with the back of his foot.

Phew!

"Karaoke!"

Of course, Masjid groaned with an unfamiliar sense of pain, but he had to look at it with a murderous look toward Jinwoo, who clearly felt bad.

"Ahhhh…… ♥ I am the owner… ♥"

But instead, she looks like a ferocious female with a prenatal groan.

"Now, who is your master?"

"Jin-woo is my one and only master ♥ So please show mercy to this humble slave!"

The female's voice is completely different than it has been so far.

From there, the heavy rainfall again dropped to one.

"Ugh…!? Y-you... What have you done to my body?"

"I told you, this machine can control your feelings for four years. Is this really a body toy?"

"W-we 'll kill you! How dare you...!"

When Angry Masjid jumps to the scene of Jin Woo making himself a complete toy, he raises the machine's figure to 100.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! My heart pounds whenever I see you!"

Masjid, who raced like an evil spirit, began to practice lovemaking in a childish voice and colorful posture.

Then 1.

"S-stop…! Stop it! D-don 't treat me like a toy!"

100.

"I'm sorry! I said that to my master...."

1.

"Stop it! I'll kill you...!"

100.

"Ah……. You said that to your master again... Please punish this arrogant slave..."

"Kick-kick!"

Every time the readings go back and forth between 1 and 100, a fun atmosphere with a different metabolism and appearance smiled at the Devil to enjoy a fun toy. After completing the machine test, I decided to enjoy the body of my own masjid.

To be honest, when I was making her body, I had a lot of expectations because I had her set up, but I didn't test her.

"Hey, Masjid, why don't you try a nipple puck that's never practically possible?" Grab the nipple and open it yourself. "

"Yes! ♥"

Aaaaahhhh!

With both the index finger and the stationary finger in his nipple, the vulgar sound resounded, revealing a cave that fits the size of the beef club of Jinwoo.

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I told you, Masjid's attack won't be that long.

If I have any advice, there's a good reason. Heh heh.

Nipple pucks, by the way, are absolutely impossible. Once the nipple hole doesn't grow that big, even if it does, there's no room to poke it.

It's just a perverted fantasy among people who like giant oil. When you do this in real life, take fantasy instead of hitting it anywhere.