My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

Kan, the dry sound echoes around the corner of the residential area in the early morning.

And that sound isn't just once. Keeping a constant rhythm with Kan, Kan, Kan and it sounds over and over again.

I wonder, sometimes the rhythm suddenly disturbs. I wondered if there was more than a certain amount of free time, and sometimes I heard Kakan and Kakan continuously.

The identity of that sound is the sound of trees and trees bumping into each other.

A wooden sword, a shield, and a wooden stick collide.

Manipulating a wooden sword is, of course, Tatsumi. And it was Calcedonia using the stick.

The place is the garden of their house. The garden in their house is quite large and there is plenty of room to wield weapons and train. Moreover, there is even a small stables in one corner, but there are no riding animals kept there now.

Calcedonia, a so-called rear position, but now we can do that with weapons melee. At least, the treatment of weapons would be far superior to that of Tatsumi at the moment.

In that Calcedonian hand, a stick as tall as hers twirls, and the sound of hiccups cutting through the air sounds.

Then, while the tip of the stick draws a complex orbit, it strikes Tatsumi with a wooden sword and a shield.

Tatsumi managed to read the orbit of a stick that swept up from her feet, sliding her shield between her body and its orbit.

Heavy impact clearly visible even from the top of the shield. To withstand the shock, Tatsumi steps on his lower body with all his strength.

However, Calcedonia, who struck the surface of Tatsumi's shield with a stick (made it strong), twirled and rotated the stick again, this time sticking its tip out like a spear.

I can't react to that speed, Tatsumi. Still manages to attempt defense with a wooden sword, but not in time for a step.

The tip of the stick hit Tatsumi's right shoulder painfully.

"Gu!!"

A distressed voice leaks unexpectedly from Tatsumi's mouth. However, in the face of the severe pain running on his right shoulder, Tatsumi stumbled out of his mind looking for Calcedonia's shield equipped with his left hand.

But the beating with the shield shakes vainly. Calcedonia pulled the stick back at the speed of the electric light and was dancing in the sky with the stick as its fulcrum.

It is just a procedure for jumping high. Of course, because of the small amount of aid, it could not fly as high as a bar jump, but it was still sufficient to attack Tatsumi.

Then, in his brain weather, which is empty from above, a blow of a stick utilizing vertical rotation is swung down.

Tatsumi, who felt the impending blow to his brain, twisted his neck desperately in an attempt to take that blow.

The swinging stick slightly plucked Tatsumi's ear and hit him hard on his left shoulder.

Tatsumi removes the wooden sword from the pain and puts it on the spot. Seeing him like that, Calcedonia rushes to Tatsumi.

"Also, sorry! I accidentally got too much power! Shh, I'll treat you right away!

Kneeling beside Tatsumi, Calcedonia immediately begins the chant of healing magic. At the same time that the magic was complete, the severe pain disappeared from Tatsumi's shoulder like a lie.

"Uh, shit. Still no match for Calse."

"No, my husband has improved considerably, too. My husband is getting stronger, so it's getting harder for me to help too... with my strength..."

Calcedonia I tell you how sorry I am. Of course, they weren't fighting, they were simply early morning workouts.

Tatsumi, who is still often unilaterally embellished by Calcedonia, nevertheless became quite strong as she put it. It's not a lie that it's getting harder.

In this minute, it won't be that far away for Tatsumi to shoulder with Calcedonia and melee skill.

"But as always, Calse's stick... I don't know, the wand technique is so weird,"

Some Japanese caning genres include "Spears if you poke them, swords if you pay them, and machetes if you hold them. The wand cannot be removed from the calf".

Depending on the user, wand technique can change in any way, and it is never a weapon inferior to a sword or spear.

Apart from his left shoulder, Calcedonia, with healing magic, picked up the wooden sword of Tatsumi, which had fallen when he stood up, and offered it to him.

"What do you want to do? Do you still want to continue?

"Of course. Now it's time to let Calcedonia win!

"Yes, of course."

The two confront each other with weapons. And when we lightly met each other's weapons instead of greeting each other, they kept hitting each other hard again.

It was starving.

I haven't had it on my diet in a long time.

That was nothing like extinguishing with hunger, but still satisfying hunger was a priority over anything else now.

Fluffy - no, drifting between fluffy and dense trees, it sought a meal.

For days and days. I was drifting among the trees, searching for a being that would satisfy my hunger.

And.

And I finally found it.

Things that were laying huge bodies among the trees. Sole was also starving intensely.

It slowly approached the sole with the fierce desire of "hunger" - one of the strongest desires an organism has - based on a survival instinct.

Approaching the target, it breaks into the twitch and sole.

As soon as possible, intense desire strikes at it. The intense desire of "hunger" shakes it violently.

Desire twitches and fills the inside of it. to satisfy its hunger.

Ecstatic about that meal I haven't tasted in a long time, it soaked up my desires even more.

But no matter how much you soak up, Sole's desire is uninterrupted. The "hunger" that Sole had was so intense by then.

At once full, it shook too much joy at the overflowing intense desire.

This intense desire will satisfy you forever. And further stimulate this intense desire for a more delicious meal - desire.

That's what I thought. It inspired the rising desire for "hunger."

Blurb, and the giant of the sole shook. Until then, the blue sole's eyes turn into a disastrous red.

He moves his tough jaw and tends to beat the sharp fangs growing there.

Compared to giants, legs with small, but sharp hook claws move busily, and giant feathers strike the atmosphere.

And the air trembles, and its giant rises into the sky. while loosening thin, long tails.

Sole with black armor all over his body. Red dyed giant eyes seek feed from the sky to fill "hunger".

Sole, who was flying in our faces over the sky, found a giant beast in the dense forest beneath his eyes.

Even when it comes to huge, it's a story from a human being, and it's only an affordable size feed compared to a sole.

While tending to thump his fangs, Sole - what humans call the Flying Dragon - plunged from the sky all at once and struck the beast.

Drawing a sharp orbit from below, the Calcedonian stick launched Tatsumi's wooden sword.

The orbit of the Calcedonian stick I've seen many times already. Her next stick will be a spear and aim at her own chest.

Tatsumi put her strength into her right arm, which jumped overhead, swinging down a wooden sword from top to bottom to a stick approaching her chest as predicted.

The wooden sword intercepts the stick faster than the stick catches his chest and succeeds in derailing it.

But Calcedonia also predicted the movement, and when he quickly pulled the stick back, he entered the poking position again.

Intercept with a shield before the stick protruded reaches its highest speed. Tatsumi, who so chose, stepped into her sooner than Calcedonia stuck out a stick.

A Calcedonian stick that can't gain momentum by being killed by distance. The stick clashes against Tatsumi's shield.

And the moment the stick reached the surface of the shield, Tatsumi succeeded in skillfully changing the angle of the surface of the shield to shift the tip of the stick upwards.

And one more step. Tatsumi steps into Calcedonia.

The time between the sticks is wider than the sword. For this reason, the sword will not reach Calcedonia unless one more step is taken.

Just one step, just one step. It is still difficult for Tatsumi to pack this step.

But now her stick is flowing upwards. Poking through that gap, Tatsumi took that step and finally captured Calcedonia within the controlled airspace of his sword.

But I'm not silent with Calcedonia. You don't force the upward flowing stick back, but instead use the flow to rotate the stick. The tip opposite the previous one strikes Tatsumi as he rips the air from the bottom.

The track of a stick stretching from the foot to the tip of the jaw. Tatsumi gained a good grasp of the track. It's not like I've been training with Calcedonia many times before on Dada.

Tatsumi intercepts a stick that strikes from below with the sword of his right hand. The wooden sword and the stick clashed with the tall sound of Kang, but for some reason, Tatsumi was struck by the jaw.

"... Huh?

There is no sound of wooden swords and sticks colliding, only a shock to the jaw. In other words, the Calcedonian stick that scratched Tatsumi's sword must have struck Tatsumi's jaw.

I thought so Tatsumi looks at Calcedonia in front of her as she endures pain in her jaw.

But at the time Calcedonia stared at the stick in her hand as she made her eyes black and white.

The tip is halfway down. A stick that was chopped off and about two-thirds long.

"Oh, that...?

Tatsumi also saw her stick. The tip of the stick I was about to attack myself earlier had been cut off as if it had been cut off with a sharp blade.

Apparently, the tip of that slashed stick clashed into Tatsumi's jaw with excessive momentum, and the tip part of the problem had fallen to his feet.

"Uh...?

"Ko, this is my husband...?

"Yes, no, I can't imitate 'slaughter' with a wooden sword for as much as I want...?

They were two faces, looking at each other and still not sure.

It was then.

When I wondered if I could hear a tiny dry noise from somewhere, suddenly a slant ran on Calcedonia's upper body clothes.

We're both working out right now, which means we're wearing clothes that emphasize ease of movement, but not even armor.

That very ordinary garment in Calcedonia. A slant runs there, from which her white skin peeps slightly.

Is it because Tatsumi is still a young man who stared at it while blushing? I'm totally used to seeing them these days - never 'tired of seeing' - my wife's skin, but they still attract my husband's interest.

And as the slope gradually grew, eventually losing the inner pressure of the clothes, the two hills of Calcedonia came out of the pond. I'm out.

"Hiya eh eh!?"

"Wow, wow!?"

It was Tatsumi, rather than Calcedonia himself, who panicked about this.

In any case, this is a garden that can be seen from anybody, even though it's on their property. Fortunately, there were times when the time slot was early and few people were walking in the neighborhood, and no one was paying attention to the Tatsumi people.

Still, it's not something I know when and by whom. Tatsumi rushed to hide her breasts out of a small desire for exclusivity that she was the only one who could look at her beloved wife's skin.

With both your own palms.

That's just the form of eagling both Calcedonian breasts from the front. Of course, Tatsumi didn't go consciously. It is only a hasty and unintentional "done."

".................................................................. Amen"

When the glossy voice came out of his wife's mouth, Tatsumi realized what she was doing.

He rubs his exposed wife's chest in her home garden in the early morning. From the edge, Tatsumi must look like that now.

Clearly, the situation was so outrageous that it could not be escaped.

"Wow, wow, wow!!"

Even more hastily, Tatsumi hugged Calcedonia without question - the so-called princess - and rushed into the house at full speed.

At this time, Calcedonia's face held by Tatsumi was bright red.

But was it the blush of shame that exposed his chest? Or is it from the joy held by my husband?

It is only the person who finds out.