Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

Deanna is tense enough to even make a small leap, and she hugs me gooey.

For me with low experience, this incident is impossible to deal with!

With the scent of soap tickling the nasal cavity and its softness of a tight body, it's on the verge of knocking out early.

Seeing everyone, like asking for help.

My gaze bumps. Guys, you're looking at me and Deanna.

You can say I'm staring.

Even when it comes to the biggest room, it's a room in the inn. It was dense because we were having a secret conversation. I can't tell you how embarrassed I am.

Does the only salvation mean that the room is dim enough to feel so intensely gaze?

There are two or three thin light spirits floating out of Deanna.

"Destiny......! This is destiny…"

Deanna twinkling in my ear like every wow.

But come on......... what do we do?

What am I supposed to do? This......

I wasn't ready for my heart. I didn't know you were suddenly hugged and told you were a "destiny man" or something...

Is it because I revealed my inherent job, or because I revealed my skills?

I'm pretty sure one of them touched Deanna's harp line.

But a "man of fate"......

To tell the truth, I'm happy.

I'm confused, but there's no way I'm not happy they said it like this.

But...

I grabbed Deanna's shoulder with both hands and pulled away, feeling some remorse.

Deanna stares at me with a Kyoton face.

"Look... because we're all watching"

"It doesn't matter. Can't you just hug me?

"No...... hmm"

No......?

No, it's nothing. Isn't it bad?

I'm just a little embarrassed, soft and warm, and I'd rather recommend it, but, but, but, but.

"Then Marina wants to hug you next! All princesses are cheating!

Marina stands up and takes a grand oath.

What a masculine one. Are you being square because you are a knight?

"Oh, then I'd like to run for it, too. Mimic the Senior Slavery."

Until Mr. Shamash......

Oh, what's this? Your husband's cage event by slave. What is it?

No, I haven't had a slave contract with Mr. Shamash yet.

I'm glad you're happy, but I'm afraid Mr. Rebecca's looking bright white!

"Hey! What the hell! Your husband is my husband!

Deanna walks over to Marina and complains.

"The princess is a strong doxenyok. Lord, every one of you is Marina's master. That's the only place you can never give up."

"Come on, Marina!

Marina also said back that she was a loser, and at the end of the day, the two of us would be talking.

Unlike in the beginning, Marina is now starting to say what she wants to say, especially since Deanna and I are only friends every day, and it's a pretty easy relationship.

Of course, Marina always draws a line against Deanna.

"Hahaha, they love you Ayase. Well, don't worry about it. Just hold them all."

"Please don't say it in a nasty way, Mr. Shamash..."

But yeah......

Maybe it's a skinship range as light as a little hug......

But can I hold a fleshy beauty like Mr. Shamash? I wonder if an unexpected Odishan will come later and follow the "What are you doing with my sketch, Mannen" or something.

Mr. Shamash whines sideways at Deanna and Marina, who are still working together.

"What if..."

Spread your hands with your forehead,

"Holla... give me a hug from me. Thoughtful. Whatever, you can develop into more than that... I have a bed..."

Monsieur Shamash leans over with her uppermost care, dampening her lips with her tongue demonically.

Oh, my God, you're just a horny woman. What is Mr. Aeon doing?

Seeing, Mr. Ion is sitting on the edge of the bed, covering his face with his hands and shrinking. but I'm seeing a clear peek through the gap in my fingers.

...... oh. Is Mr. Aeon a greenhouse-raised princess?

It might have felt a little too tattered.

Last night, Mr. Rebecca was totally curious about that, and I even got O.K. out to Elepi, but from the two of us, Deanna and Marina, my slaves living together, naturally would have had the idea that it was already my treat.

And that's natural.

Well, things are somewhat complicated when it comes to Deanna, so even if they weren't, it's just 'cause there's circumstances,' but when it comes to Marina, I'm really like, "Why?" I guess. Because you are a true "slave to me".

In fact, there is a history of failure in trying to get my hands on in the first place, but that was months ago, too.

So I guess I don't have to put up with this anymore.

I guess it's okay for me to get out of my mind.

That's the kind of array that springs up against me.

By and large, you don't need to worry if the person is OK......

Look, the dreamer (Nightmare) who looks so soft is inviting me...

No well...... even so, right here today! I don't mean to.

"Hey, hey Zillow..."

Mr. Rebecca, who was silent all along, opens his mouth with a snack.

Shut up and look at me cancer all the time, I've been feeling so much pressure, will I finally get mad at you?

What are you doing in front of the princess? And I might be scolded.

No matter what Rebecca says, because she knows Mr. Aeon's princess days, and she'll have a feeling many times more about the identity difference in this world than I do.

And I thought, no.

Much different.

"If it's in order... even if I'm the first to meet you... wouldn't it be nice? Oh my..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"I wonder if I want Zillow to hug me too...... I can't believe it...... Uh, uh. Look, I tried my best today. I've defeated a lot of monsters... and my vocation is new... right?

A reward... Is that okay, Mr. Rebecca......

Bye, I'm good! Fine, but it's decided!

Besides, I don't care about the order anymore! Well, I just stuck around from Deanna in the first place, and it's not like I made a "let's hold him in order" statement, or gave him an atmosphere!

But I'm a man too.

Deanna and Marina, Mr. Rebecca can't complain. My God, Lord Tycho.

Yes, yes, yes. Do it. Oh.

Exactly, I'm not going to get away with being asked to do this.

"... no?

"No, if I may."

I took Rebecca's hand, sitting on the edge of the bed, and got her up.

And keep that momentum that got you up...

Thoughtfully, I hugged that body with both arms.

"Ah..."

A small exhalation leaks in my ear.

Hot, Mr. Rebecca's body. Its definite heat comes from the skin it touches.

Trembling back.

Slightly wet red hair hanging on the neck muscle.

A modestly spinning fingertip on my back follows and touches my back.

Mr. Rebecca's nervousness comes from his stifling, flaming body.

When we hug each other, we don't know what they look like to each other...

No, honestly, I'm full of them, too.

I just hugged each other and didn't expect this much information to flow from body to body.

"Ahhh!

"Tycho, which one! Finally, I was curious!

Deanna and Marina make a scene.

No, I've been watching cancer over here since the beginning, but you seemed relieved for a moment by my thoughtful behavior.

"No, that's good. Really nice. Awesome. Don't be thrilled to see this one!

Mr. Shamash roughs up his exhale and circles around me and Mr. Rebecca holding each other.

Mr. Ion is a lot more forward with his face hidden just like he was earlier.

Elepi is sneaking in line behind Marina.

Cleric looks over at Nico and delighted to have tea.

Is Etowa not very interested, or she fell asleep?

Get your body away from Mr. Rebecca.

Hot, upbeat Mr. Rebecca's cheek. Moist eyes.

You were embarrassed to see me in the face, and I snubbed and hid my face with my own hair.

And he muttered, "Thank you," with a small, ringing voice, whether or not he could hear me, fluttering and sitting on the bed, falling as-is.

And he's roaring "uh-huh" and twirling his butterfly in his arms.

... Phew. I got nervous. Virginity has a high hurdle.

But there's a queue of waiting in order before me! It's like a happy life kill......

"So it's me again next!

"Oh, it's cheating! The princess is the second and final princess!

"Nah!

So the next thing I knew, I was going to hug Marina.

Marina standing in front of me with a quail.

Seriously, this guy.

"So... so today is the Lord's day to hug any..."

When did that happen?

Really, you wanted to hug me...?

Marina's deep-purple eyes shimmer.

Expectations and a look at why a little anxiety has gone away.

Well, but.

Naturally, even I had a desire to hug him.

- There continued to be. You can say that.

Against Deanna, against Marina, you live with me, because that's not the kind of relationship I had and I was a home-gentleman.

If I were you, I wouldn't want to be a beast at once and alert you here today, not a desire to do it all.

Naturally. If it were a man. Anyone.

"Lord which!

Should I go manly and aggressively hugging you from this side? And, if I was hesitant with my virginity stinking arr, I'd be hugged by Marina.

It's not fuzzy. I can cuddle quite forcefully.

"Hawawa...... Oh, Lord which... Ha ha..."

Marina's crusty hair tickles her cheeks, her neck muscles with sawa, an indescribable feeling.

I don't know if I'm gonna catch a glance, but I'm gonna push my chest with a ghoul.

This is bad. I'm gonna be healthy!

"Oh, there's one, there's another........................... gavu"

"Yes!? Come on. See you! He's chewing. He's chewing!

I mean, I'm so impressed, I don't know why. Marina's biting me in the neck! Not a sweet bite or something, but a spicy bite!

"Ahhhhhhh. Which is good…"

"Hey, stop! Stop!"

Pull Marina apart.

I knew I'd cheek up and have a happy look.

How did this happen! Did I do something wrong with Marina's education?

Your husband is disqualified!

Marina fell into bed.

"... then me?

"What... do you do the elepi too...?

"Of course."

Like Mr. Rebecca, Elepi comes forward with a minotaur marina on the side in bed.

She was working so hard to guide the evacuation of the residents today.

"... then go ahead. You can have fun with my body, okay? Young Master."

An elepi that shows Niyanya and her hands spread out with laughter.

Let him say something provocative with a sleepy face. Maybe he's got a lot of experience. I'm a stage actress, maybe I have a pillow sales or something......

"... hmm? Something rude about your face. I'm still a knight. I've never done anything weird."

"No, no, isn't this weird enough?

"... Except for the Lord to serve, right? You know that."

"I don't know."

Nevertheless, Elepi is also ready with his hands wide open.

There's no way I can say "you're through" or anything.

"... right. Young Master, hey... okay? Give in a little...... Yeah, well."

"Swollen."

I couldn't figure it out. I gave in, and I was hugged as much as I wanted in a way that would pinch my face against my chest.

"... How's it going? But my mom taught me. He said it was the way a man dropped it."

"Cancer"

I mean how to drop it, I'm having a hard time breathing and I'm really going to fall!

Well, Elepi has such a rich breast!

"... hehe. You look like a little kid when you do this, young husband."

"Muggle"

Elepi hugging me with such silly power.

I wouldn't enjoy it if it didn't feel softer!

I try to peel it off.

"... ah! … n"

Spilling elepi exhalation.

Escape where your powers have weakened.

"Pfft."

"... already. Young husband's eh."

Keep it from yourself, I'm gonna hold my chest with both hands, and I'm gonna turn my eyes on you.

I'm innocent!

"Come on, am I finally next? Is that it?"

Mr. Shamash comes forward as he busily crosses his fingers between his hands.

Why is this guy so tense? Is that because you drank alcohol?

"Mr. Ayase. My race, it seems, loves these things. I've heard a lot from my grandmother, too, but I've been half-hearted so far. In short, I didn't believe..."

This kind of thing...

"I can't stop hitting my chest. It's hot in my body... it's like my blood is boiling. It's a feeling I've lived and never felt before. This chest pain, this sweet paralysis... I don't want to hit you with everything!

Mr. Shamash comes at me with his hands wide open.

but

"Ouch!

Gain! And I bumped into something transparent hard and flipped back.

Immediately, he gets up with a squeaky face and touches something transparent about it.

…………

"Hey, what's this?"

I'll touch it, too.

transparent walls...... like......?

"Cleric. This must be your fault. What are you gonna do? I can't believe the Spirit Connection."

The clergyman has a shitless face and is drinking tea.

If you look closely, the junction? is not transparent and has a light cherry blossom color.

Cleric, get up and whine about something more. The range of cherry blossom junctions narrows further and surrounds Mr. Shamash. Literally, it's an outfit trapped in the junction.

I don't know what it is, but did you help me?

If it stays like this, it will be terrible to be attacked by a horrible beast named Mr. Shamash...?

"Hey, stop joking. If you want to break this bond, you can break it."

"Using magic here?

Cleric opens her mouth.

And he walked straight over to Tsukatsuka and hugged me as if to show it to Mr. Shamash.

Plus, show Pelo and his tongue out.

"Shh... Cleric...!

Elves of dreams! I had no idea the clergyman could hold me, it just feels innumerable!

Oh, no, really, cleric, it's tiny.

Do you feel that way extra because it's a little big, like Mr. Rebecca or Marina?

A luxurious, poor cleric.

That's it now! In my arms!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

With the sound of Pa!, cherry blossom fragments blend into the splash air.

I hear Mr. Shamash broke the Spirit Connection.

"Terrible, terrible, terrible! That's terrible. It was in order! What resentment do I have?"

I don't even think I care about the order anymore, but I do wonder why the cleric suddenly acted like this.

You can say mystery......

I wonder if I would have liked to join you if I had watched. Humans don't know what an elf thinks.

"As you can see, if you mean order, it's because I met you first. With a unique position since the Great Mage of Dreams...... I gave you my blessing..."

"WOW... WOW.... I can't help it if that's the case"

"That? You know a lot about things."

Two people starting a conversation. Cleric stays hugged by me.

"I'm a newcomer. You can just spill it."

If you do, and a low profile Mr. Shamash. Cleric is confused about this, too.

"I, the Demons, thought it was a more wagamama and less personalized species. I thought a little idyllic would reveal my true nature..."

"Really? I don't know any other demons... but this is what I am."

You mean the cleric, too, had little interaction with the Demon Clan?

"Well, I did hear that, too. The elves are all envious of our fleshy bodies, putting them on something and sticking them in. Is that what happened this time?

Moments.

Along with the sound of a pickpocket, the sign of the cleric changed.

"What's the matter with the flesh...?

"Hmm? The cleric cared, too? So...... cute (...)"

"Foreword withdrawn! After all, the Demons are evil!

Away from me, relative clerics and Mr. Shamash.

Well...... yeah. Cleric is an angel without a multiplier, but you have too different attributes than Mr. Shamash. It would be a mistake to compete at the same base...

Exactly angels and demons. Both in demand!

But there's still going to be a fight or an end to the war between angels and demons.

If it's a magic match, we'll turn this area into scorched earth!

- Oh, my God, we're both good old adults (whatever we look like). I won't be the first to have a dong patch in the inn.

"Fair enough, Cleric. No offense, Mr. Shamash."

"Mr. Zillow is being deceived! That's a bad woman. It's the one that cripples a man!

"Ugh... well, I certainly can't deny how that feels..."

Or all the women around us don't feel that type.

I'm going to be spoiled by Zubzub and sunk into infinite peace. Well, then I know that one day there will always be a time to pay for the bump, so I just don't say it will.

"Cleric than that. You hugged my husband because you were confused."

"... Huh? Di... Deanna..."

Deanna, who was watching what happened nearby, stuffs up to the cleric with an angry face.

Deanna is sweet to the members of the Knights, but she's so tough on the clergy.

"So, but, look. Even that demon clan is totally willing to..."

Cleric who eloquently elucidates.

How great is a high elf? I wonder if all normal elves are like a child to Deanna. I wonder if Lucraela's elf, who didn't show up today, could also be kedged later.

"That's fine. You will be my sister's slave."

"Oh... really?"

"I'm coming over here for a second..."

A priest who is taken by Deanna to preach. It's a really surreal picture.

In front of me, Mr. Shamash, I'm a little less tense than I was just now.

He hits and changes from what he just did, and mojis while jerking off his own white hair.

Thus, it's really fleshy to look at again.

A limb floating under a thin light irresistibly claims its existence.

"... what are you going to do? Wow, I figured I could use a little hug... 'Cause... I was going to... just for a second, I need you to touch me... I'm sure I won't sleep today..."

Squeeze like every wow. I'm having trouble being horny.

I came one step closer and touched Mr. Shamash's cheek with my right hand.

Surprised and opened, his eyes swinging quickly with Tron.

Try to lift your hair over your ears and turn your hands behind your head.

And I held it.