Maou no Hajimekata

When I woke up, Naja was in an unrecognizable room.

There is only a simple bed in the room and a toilet replacement toilet, surrounded by walls on the three sides, and iron plaid on the other side. I don't care what you think, it's a prison. Naja shook her head and tried to wake up with a blurry head slap. But I can't get my thoughts together like it took Kasumi to think. Anyway, she thought about what happened to her.

Gradually, my memory returns and my consciousness clears up. What I remembered was my immobile body and the arm of a big man with no impending neck. Oh, it's Minotaur, Naja sighed. There is no reason why the body of the moving Minotaur could not be manipulated by a swordsman, and Alan and his men were captured without skill.

Luckily they didn't kill me, but the situation isn't very good. Weapons and protective equipment were taken away, and all she wore were crude clothes. Clothes made like a piece, but slightly shorter in length, her thighs were exposed from about inside.

Weapon... so thought Naja. I rose to such a cursed sword and let go of the love sword I had used for years. If only I had used my love sword, I could have defeated Oulu.

Regretting her own unconsciousness for a while, she quickly switched her mind. Realistic warrior thought never worries about the past. What matters is the present, and the future.

Her feelings were, after all, Alan. Of course, I care about the safety of Shall and Wikia, but Oul, the Lord of the Labyrinth, says he is gathering young and beautiful daughters in the ruling village. I worry about chastity, but the other two will be safer than Naja is alive this way. At least for a while.

But Alan doesn't. Sure, he's such a beautiful young man that a woman missees him, but he's a man. Actually, it was a woman, and there's no such thing as falling. Does it make sense for Oul to keep him alive?

When she bothered her head with thoughts she couldn't help thinking, the answer was brought abruptly.

"Just walk!

You can't possibly be wrong to see me walking into Naja's cell with a spear poked at me by the Black Art. It was the look of Alan that Naja had in mind.

"Alan!"

Unexpectedly grabbing the iron lattice and approaching, the woman in the black arv pointed a spear at Naja.

"Put your hands on the back wall. Hurry up!"

Ri, and as she tightened her back teeth, Naja laid her hands on the back wall as she was told, closing her eyes. sounds proper and the prison door can be opened. Alan's body can be kicked into the cell so that he can flip for the moment and cover it with Naja's body, which he tried to jump out of the door.

"Don't waste it. Remember, you still have two friends."

Threw away cold, Black Art locked up in jail and left. The two remaining were safe for now, and Najah was relieved to hug Alan.

"Alan, good. Are you okay?"

"Oh...... I'm glad Naja looks good too"

"What the hell happened?

I know they've all been captured, but I'm also not sure Alan and Naja are the only ones who can put them in the same cell for that. Even though they were put in two at a time, it didn't make sense that Alan was later transported to jail.

It's a curse.

In a relaxed motion, Alan sat down on the bed.

"I was cursed by a demon seal. If you try to use witchcraft, you can't exercise it very much with severe pain running all over your body. Same goes for Shall and Wikia. Naja was put in jail first because she didn't feel magic."

"... Really?"

"In the meantime, why don't Naja sit down too?

Alan pounded next door, by the edge of the bed.

"Oh, oh."

Naja sat next to her. It reminded me of my current outfit. Thin, crude clothes clearly indicate the lines of Naja's body, and moreover, her thighs are exposed. On top of that, I could tell by the feeling that I wasn't wearing underwear.

"But it's a pain in the ass to call it a curse. If you can destroy a demon-sealed spell, you can erase it, but it's a curse..."

Schal may be able to break the curse, but if she herself is under a demonic curse, she can't expect it either. For the miracle of a monk with the power of God does not change that it is a form of witchcraft.

"... Naja"

Alan calling the name of distressed Naja.

"I also say it at a time like this...... no, it's a time like this, I want to say it"

Turning his gaze, he was staring at Naja.

"I like it, Naja. I love you."

3 seconds. It took me as a warrior of war and all that to interpret the meaning of what he was saying. After exactly three seconds, Naja's face is dyed bright red in an instant.

"Oh, hey... ho, really?

Alan snorted.

"But Shall and Wikia..."

"Of course I care about you two. But it's Naja I love. Just you."

"Oh no... Alan. Thanks, I'm glad."

Guilt against the other two drives Naja's heart. But that's what Alan chose. Even if one of the other two were chosen, Naja would have accepted and blessed it. In conclusion so, she honestly accepted his favor.

"Well, I hope you don't think of me as a woman."

It's the only time. That's what I thought, Naja said frankly.

"Take me... Um, hold me, will you?

"... okay?

Naja nods at Alan, who opens his eyes.

"After this, Oulu could force me to...... Even if not, I don't know if I can make it home safely. This is the kind of operation, I'm ready. Still, for the first time or so, I want the man I like to hold me."

"Okay."

Alan slowly, gently hugs Naja and gently squeezes her lips. Keep your lips crawling down on your neck muscles, pushing them down on the bed.

"Naja......"

"Call me Leona."

Naja whispered so in a weak tone, which changed from her usual masculine attitude.

"My real name is Leona. Leona Jarvis. That's my real name."

Za.

"... a beautiful name. Leona."

"Ah..."

Alan rolls up Naja's clothes. From its rich chest to its secretary with red bushes, it became round.

"Oh, don't look too... embarrassed"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of.... It's beautiful, Leona"

"Hmm."

Naja shivered her body perfectly to Alan, who crawled her tongue into her chest. The swordsman's body dawned in battle, but his skin is scarcely scratched. Of course there is the height of Naja's own arm as a swordsman and the skill of her healer, but above all, that is the skin Alan protected.

From the time we met, Alan always came forward more than anyone else, hitting the offense. And it was Naja's role to slaughter disfigured enemies.

At first it was something I thought was a thin, unreliable man with a line, but the evaluation quickly covered it. And it didn't take that long for that to turn into trust and eventually into love.

The lips descend slowly from the chest and follow through the belly to the back of the bush between the legs.

"Leona, open your legs"

Pressing her legs softly, Naja opened her legs according to it while turning her face bright red, exposing her there that she had never shown anyone.

"No, Alan, this is... too embarrassing"

Many faces with both hands, Naja raises her pitiful voice.

"It's cute. Leona."

Say, Alan plugged his tongue in there.

"Ah."

Not out of embarrassment for the first time, Naja raises her voice high to definite pleasure. Alan's tongue ravaged it endlessly, and each time Naja twisted her body like a small boat flirting with the waves, raising her voice.

"A, Alan, me, already... I think it's okay, dude"

As it is, you can lose me without knowing. When Naja spoke, Alan slowly covered herself and stared into her eyes to keep her from frightening.

"Well... how much?"

Za.

"What's up?

Alan looked at Naja wonderfully. So, Naja realizes her eyes have fainted for a moment. I blink my eyes, but I see no particular abnormality.

"Yes, no, it's nothing... you know, do it all in one mind"

I feel sorry for myself for the lack of emotion when I said it, but Alan smiled gently and embraced Naja. As soon as possible, the feeling of being pierced runs through Naja's spine. With the stifling pain, she was wrapped up in happiness as a woman.

"It's okay, this pain... nothing"

Naja smiled and showed Alan looking worried. The pain of being gutted was painful, but it also gave her a strange satisfaction if she thought it was being given to Alan.

"Just... give me a break"

Alan nodded and slowly began to draw when he hugged Naja.

"Huh..."

After doing so for a while, something sweet gradually mixes with Naja's voice, which was initially painfully pushing her voice to death.

"Huh, ahh."

As Alan put her mouth on the tip of her chest as she poked in, Naja rang out, trying to turn her throat against it.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh, alan, alan... eh"

Naja was surprised how such a sweet and nasty voice would come out of her. Make sure you hold Alan's head, and Naja leaves herself to pleasure.

"Leona... I love you... Huh!

"Oh, Alan, more, more intense... Ah, Alan...!

Soon the sampling becomes more intense, and the bumping sounds of watertight meat echo into the prison.

"Leona, Yikes... Yikes!

"Alan, inside... inside, let me out. Yikes!!

Za.

Za.

The moment I screamed, Naja's sight blurred again.

But I don't have to think about what it is, and Alan's stuff can get into the deepest part of Naja. Sparks scattered as if he had been hit in the head with a blunt weapon, and Naja turned her body to a large extent.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!

Not even realizing what he was screaming about, Alan spits out plenty of refinement deep inside Naja, which peaks. She enjoyed the pleasure of ejaculation until she was satisfied, and when Alan pulled her penis out of Naja's secret, she was quietly losing her mind.

Alan gets out of bed and whispers her head lightly.

"Good inside, Naja and I did"

From that face the gentle expression earlier disappeared and instead had a niggling, evil grin.