My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

I can't move my body.

It is the middle of the night one day - a few days after returning from the village of Laguine or the town of Toga.

Only the moonlight illuminates the world late at night. Tatsumi awoke somehow, learning the pain of sleeping like something was on her body.

It's been a long time since he was summoned to this world.

Look out the window with your sleeping eyes. Now the time is roughly known at the position of the moon.

Deciding he could still sleep another night, Tatsumi tried to hit him back to sleep in order to shake off the hardship of sleeping.

That's when. It was when I realized that my body wouldn't move as I thought it would.

Gold bondage, the word emerges in Tatsumi's brain.

There are theories about the causes of gold bondage.

One of the famous theories would be that "the brain is awake but the body is not awake". And just as famous after that would be the theory that "gold bondage is a spiritual phenomenon".

In this world, Tatsumi was taught at the temple that there was no such thing as ghosts.

Because this general idea is that after death, a soul away from the flesh is summoned immediately to the identity of God.

For this reason, there is nothing like a soul wandering, ghosts and the like do not exist.

Immortal monsters (undead monsters) - zombies and skeletons - exist, but they were possessed by demons on resentful bodies, not immortal monsters as Tatsumi knows them.

So, what's on your body?

Tatsumi slowly opened her eyes again as she desperately pushed and killed the unidentified fear of crawling through her spine.

Still the moonlight plugging through the window lights up the bedroom.

In such a faint light, Tatsumi saw something white on his body as it was covered.

─ ─ What the hell...? Ma, no way, ghost...?

Tatsumi stares at the white things that catch on to herself to see who she is, with the rather misplaced thought that there were ghosts in this world as well.

The size of that white thing is not so bad as Tatsumi. In other words, they are the same size as humans.

The white thing of the great human being is riding against the sleeping Tatsumi on his back, and its tip-like round part gradually approaches the head of the Tatsumi.

White stuff slowly approaching in a dim bedroom. When the fear of crawling through his spine reached his throat and Tatsumi almost screamed unexpectedly.

Something fell on Tatsumi's face.

Something fell on his face as he slipped and crawled through the surface of his face, moving to the side of his head sleeping on his back.

- What the hell is that?

Tatsumi opens her eyes in the dark as she raises her voice without a voice.

One more thing and something falls on his face like that, and he moves around his face in the same way.

While doing so, the white thing brings the round part closer to Tatsumi.

At last, fear overflowed to its limits, and it was precisely then that I tried to jump out of Tatsumi's throat as a scream.

His nose was stimulated by a familiar scent.

─ Oh, that? This smell... could be...

Tatsumi manages to tremble her throat, not moving as she thinks with fear, and whines in a plundering voice.

"Chico...?

The white thing, which was close to close range, trembled when I tried to hear his voice, falling back to be bounced.

"Your husband!?, is he awake... Huh!?"

White stuff floating in the dark. What I heard from there was definitely the voice of Calcedonia.

"Uh... what were you doing?

"Well, that's... that's..."

As always, the moonlight is the only dim world to rely on. Still, if you recover from fear, you'll also see what you didn't see until then.

Now Calcedonia was in a horse-riding position, crossing around Tatsumi's waist.

As always, the two are naked. Even if it is dim, you can manage to see how Calcedonia is mundane in the state of horseback riding to you, and every time you move your body over Tatsumi, you can also see that the two hills of Calcedonia are swinging with Po Bin Po Bin.

"Chico?"

If Tatsumi called his name again, Calcedonia leaned down disappointed that he had noticed.

At that time, something softens Tatsumi's belly. Apparently, Calcedonia's long hair touched his belly.

Perhaps it was also her hair that fell on Tatsumi's face earlier. A single room of hair from the scratched Calcedonian hand must have fallen on Tatsumi's face.

"Oh, um... my sleeping husband's face was so cute... I couldn't bear to mouth him..."

In fact, it was over Tatsumi in an attempt to reach more than a mouthful, but it was Calcedonia that I would not say.

"Right..."

Tatsumi relaxed her whole body and exhaled deeply. And look up from the bottom again at Calcedonia riding herself.

The lines of her body, even, are as beautiful as ever.

The white nudity that rises in the blue and white moonlight is like the Spirit of the Moon.

Rich both breasts and tight abdomen. And Tatsumi felt the soft glutes and smooth thighs in her own stomach.

Now, but Cheeko is beautiful after all.

Tatsumi grinned in darkness as she praised her own wife in her chest.

"Very well. And it's a challenge to me."

Tatsumi suddenly squeezes her defenseless Calcedonian breasts with her hands.

"hey, hey eh eh eh!?"

Activating "Momentary Metastasis" for each surprising Calcedonia, Tatsumi switched positions with her.

In an instant, the upside down is reversed, and Tatsumi switches positions quickly to horseback riding in Calcedonia.

"I've been setting this up from Cheeko's, so you're ready for it, aren't you?

Tatsumi buried his face in the calcedonian neck muscle he laid as it was, dropping his lips on its smooth skin and slowly crawling his tongue.

The next morning.

With a slightly sleepy face, the two go for the temple, as usual.

This season is sun season. In other words, it is summer.

The summer in the Kingdom of Largofili is quite easy to spend compared to the summer in Japan.

No matter how hot the temperature is, Tatsumi's physical sensation is around thirty degrees at best. Compared to the Japanese summer, which is often over thirty-five degrees these days, it can be said that it is quite low.

However, I didn't hear a cicada that could be called Japanese summer poetry, so I also felt something a little lacking in Tatsumi.

Still, people wear thin clothes even in summer.

Many people in the city have exposed their arms and feet, and the materials used in their clothing seem to be made of breathable materials.

Tatsumi and Calcedonia are cleric clothes that, as usual, manifest the rank of priests. Regardless of your holiday or when you're at home, you can't be rough dressed just when you serve in the temple.

It may be a little hot and painful for the two of them to look now because they are also forbidden to expose their skin if they do it, beyond being priests.

Calcedonia walks as she squeezes Tatsumi's right arm into her arms. She seems in a very good mood today and has been sneering all morning.

Her temperature, transmitted to her right arm, is about as hot as the temperature, but not so uncomfortable with wonder.

On the contrary, Calcedonia's temperature, felt on her right arm, really reminded her of the midnight affair, and Tatsumi was at the end of her body temperature rising to her face.

The state of Levantis, the king's capital, remains the same.

The city is full of life and people are moving around busily.

The city, which begins its activities with the dawn, was already fully awake.

Various shops that attract customers to Sakan, customers who are invited by their voices to identify their products with pleasure.

Are those who walk fast through the streets the travellers who will leave Levantis to go to other towns?

Some of those are a bunch of people wearing armor. I guess the Warcraft hunters are on their way to hunting.

─ Speaking of which, it's been a few days since you got back to Levantis, but you still hadn't put your face on [Elf's Lounge Pavilion].

The last few days since his return to Levantis, he has been quite busy being chased by reports and ex-post processing, and he has not had a chance to stretch his legs to the [Elf's Lounge].

When I was blurry to think of putting my face on Elle's shop even this evening, remembering Elle, Jaddock, and Mille's face, who somehow even remembers the nostalgia.

Tatsumi realized that there was a gaze that was directed at her.

Without ever looking back at the gaze, only move your eyes to explore its identity.

The person, who turned his gaze to himself, stood trying to keep his body in a narrow alley.

If you're not hiding otherwise, you're not trying to hide what you're looking at Tatsumi.

When he saw the person in his sight, he smiled and smiled.

I wonder who, Tatsumi stops and looks at the person again.

And Tatsumi opened her eyes unexpectedly.

Firstly, the first surprise was that the person was a woman.

The age is about the late twenties to early thirties by appearance. Is he quite tall and about the same height as Tatsumi?

White skin is not uncommon in this country. Other parts, however, were quite different.

To be more precise, it is more correct to say that in this Kingdom of Largofili we are different.

The long hair that runs as far as the woman's waist is the same as Tatsumi's dark hair.

And what women wear is not the kind of clothing that people in this country wear, but a very familiar design for Tatsumi.

That's a dark grey business suit.

A working woman that Tatsumi knows well, that's not a common OL either, but a solid suit that makes you imagine a more senior management position.

A suit jacket with a shoulder pat and slim pants made the woman look smart.

Under the suit is a white shirt. The collar is decorated with a greasy tie.

Only the foot is somehow a dark blue sneaker, but that must also be heterogeneous in this world.

The color of the eyes is light tea, and the making of the face is obviously not that of the Orientals. But still, I have a different impression with the people of this country.

Everything about that woman, even if familiar to Tatsumi, was too heterogeneous from this world.

"Sir...?

Calcedonia looks strange at Tatsumi, who suddenly stops. But I noticed that he was staring in a certain direction, and she looked at you too - and took a breath.

"So, the same color of hair as your husband...?

I've never seen anyone with dark hair before, either, in this world.

With Tatsumi and Calcedonia stopping, the woman who kept her body in the alley walks straight to Tatsumi and the others.

And when they stopped just a few steps away, the woman turned her gaze toward Tatsumi's right hand, Amarillis.

"Yeah, definitely 'Amarillis'. I knew you were, didn't I?

The brunette grinned again, lifting her right hand to the height of her eyes, and rolled up her sleeve.

Equipped in its arms, make sure you have a good view of the Zhu Gold Mine weapons.

"Well, that's... still, no way..."

"Yes, it's the same thing you're equipped with right now, Amarillis. Well, in time, it's gonna be a lot newer than yours, isn't it?

"No way... are you..."

It was Calcedonia next to Tatsumi who asked in a plundered voice.

Apparently, she saw the gleaming arsenal on that Zhu Jin and figured out who the brunette woman was.

"Let's introduce ourselves again. My name is Teena Abby Zahawee. Is Tieto Zamui, or the Great Mage, more famous in this country than his real name? Nice to meet you, my successor."

It was the moment of the encounter between the two (heavenly) wizards.