Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

"Can't you sleep?

Late night and late night already as a feeling.

In this world, where there are no lights, the night is really dark, and the hidden night of the moon and so on becomes as if the whole world was trapped in a pitch-black darkness.

Well, the moon is beautiful tonight, so bright enough to discern Marina in the living room.

Marina silhouette situated without a seat on the side of the couch.

The moonlight that plugs through the window becomes a reflex, and its expression cannot be seen.

What can I do for you?

"... Lord which? Are you here now...?

Marina opens her mouth.

Because it's late at night, or the sound of suppression.

"Hmm? As you can see. Why?"

"The princess wasn't in bed until just now... I followed her home earlier, Lord. I wonder where she was going?... Oh, my God."

"Really? I've been working over there ever since."

I wonder.

It's not like I was going to visit Mr. Shamash or Orica, and it's a beautiful evening for the moon, and it's possible Deanna was on her own to see the moon.

... No, well, maybe he was expecting me.

So, since you won't be here forever, isn't that where you gave up and slept or something?

Though I may be flattered.

Marina did the trick of stroking her chest down to my answer.

"... that would have been nice. Marina, I don't know..."

Speak to me halfway, and I'll stare at you.

"Exactly?"

"No, no, it's nothing. Anything."

Marina is the nature of everything.

It's rare to do rushing tricks like this.

"Oh, my God, don't worry"

When I said that, Marina grabbed both hands in front of her chest, as if she'd noticed.

"Marina, it's perfectly..."

"Yeah."

"The... princess and the Lord... I wonder which one was there..."

No, no, no.

"... it's so common for you and me and Deanna to be together"

"Well, that's... you're right... It's night, because it's a mansion... I feel kind of weird... and I can't sleep because I care... Is this weird...?

"No..."

No, no, no.

What the hell is this girl?

Say something cute.

I'm only getting used to my eyes a little bit, and I can see Marina's expression on my pomegranate.

I'm embarrassed to tease my hands in front of my chest, and Marina is looking at this one because she's upside down and doesn't care where she is.

"If it's not weird, it's good.... Lord, I don't want you to hate me."

I whispered in the second half.

Don't you want me to hate you......?

I'm going to get it wrong, but for Marina, who is a slave, being mainly hated means being dumped equals, I guess.

Me and Marina are slaves to my husband.

For me, no, maybe for Marina, she's a near-age heterosexual, close in distance, and I don't know what's wrong (...). Consciousness is something that makes me feel, but you two are slaves to my husband.

The relationship is not so lifelike as to be able to say from my husband's side that "it doesn't matter". Because I buy it for money and tie it up with a spiritual contract.

"There's no way I hate Marina."

After I said that, I sat on the couch and said, "What are you talking about?"

The sofa is in the back of the room, so it will pass by nature and next to the marina.

Passing by, Marina and her gaze bumped into each other staring this way.

Those clear purple large eyes were so vividly bright that they reflected and dodged the moonlight, even though you should have seen them many times already.

"Lord which is sloppy...... If they say it that way, they get it wrong..."

Lie down with your eyes, hold your own arms, and whine small.

To be told it's sloppy, I can't help it because I mean it. There's no way I hate Marina.

Marina is cute to make.

Her hands, her legs, everything is mine.

You're a slave, so in a nasty way, but realistically so.

But that's why I don't want to trample on that feeling.

Today's marina, moonlighted and floating in the darkness, seemed particularly sacred to me.

I stare down at Marina. Marina noticed my gaze like that.

I dyed those cheeks sassy to Zhu.

Hmm?

Would that have been such a horny gaze?

That's not how I was looking at it today...

"Oh, oh, Lord which!

"Hmm?"

"You're already asleep! Marina, did I interrupt?

"No, I'm fine at all. Why are you in such a hurry?

Marina looking around with Kyolo Kyolo.

Naturally no one.

It's just me and Marina.

"Yes, I unintentionally became two people, not because I realized that, there is..."

"Oh well. Speaking of which, Marina and I weren't really together."

"It is not. Yes…"

"Either there isn't or there is..."

It's been quite a while since I met Marina, but I certainly may have rarely been alone with you.

Basically, Deanna was always with me, and if it was just the two of us, it would have been about when we acted in Eliche or when we were in store numbers.

It's probably the first time we've been alone in a private space like this.

"Lord which"

Suddenly, Marina leaves one step ahead like she decided to.

"Well, the... usually... it's hard to be both of us. Today... well, it's a good opportunity... Lord which and... just a little, just a little, so I'd like to talk to you."

"Well, there wasn't much we talked about."

"... what do you think?

"Mochi, fine."

I don't mean anything nasty, just the two of us talking. I didn't even seem to get that chance.

I lived relaxed, but unintentionally, I may have avoided deep relationships with these people.

Or is it just that building relationships sucks?

I've been with you the whole time. Even about Marina, she seems to know, she just doesn't know.

I've met Marina for about six months.

You're so paranoid, you'll be on my side of the pledge of allegiance, I guess that's just reassuring and satisfying.

"Well, if you don't stand up, sit down"

"Then let me sit next to you today. … it's usually the princess's designated seat."

With that said, Marina sits back a little reluctantly.

It's not like I've never sat in line before, but Marina was certainly often in my diagonal rear formation.

I don't know if that's slavery or knighthood, but it contrasts with Deanna, who's always on the sidelines.

We sat side by side on the couch and talked a lot.

At first, I was kind of nervous about Marina, but little by little the story plays quietly.

Talk about the village where Marina lived with her mother.

Talk about when you separated from your mother.

Talk about two years spent in slave traders.

Talk about when you met me.

In a room dominated by the stillness of the moonlight alone, only the two speaking sounds and melts at night.

"Lord, ever since I met you, I've been allowed to have a much more enjoyable life."

More than usual, the neat side of a slightly shattered marina is right on the side.

"I also like the princess. I feel like I can take care of my sister for a bit. If you knew I was saying this, you'd be mad."

I steal a look at the side of Marina smiling gently.

"Now this is how we can single-handedly occupy the Lord which..."

Marina turns to the lid.

The gaze intersects.

"... hehe, he's been talking about me for a while now."

Smile mellow.

And I tried to keep my body, and I held it without hesitation.

Cheeks and cheeks. An embrace where the ears and ears touch each other.

No way, from Marina, I didn't think you'd take this approach, so my heart jumps to surprise.

"Lord, where do you really appreciate it? But I don't know how to describe that feeling. Now... even this feeling... Lord which..."

"Marina......"

"Marina... I... have only as much to offer myself..."

He wrapped his arms around my neck, giggled, hugged me with just a little force and whined about it.

Me and Marina, the Lord and slaves.

Not friends, not to mention lovers or anything.

He is a slave to the Lord.

I remember the night I met Marina.

The joy of being embraced is misty, and I am ruled by unspeakable feelings.

Is it sadness or anger? Emotions I don't even understand myself.

This feeling must have come from my wagamama.

I want you to stay with me all the time as a slave.

But I want to be liked as a man.

I want to be loved for everything.

Forget each other's positions, I want them to be.

You bought it as a slave.

That's the kind of wagamama I am.

- Anyway, I just have to answer as my husband.

"Don't think so hard."

I ripped Marina's body off and answered lightly.

Before...... yes, on my first night I failed at Hasha saying, "I'm a slave, a slave". I was shocked to see Marina accept that she was nervous about the bees, but because it was something she had no choice. I thought again about what I was trying to do and fell into self-loathing.

That failure...... no, I might say trauma.

Anyway, I don't like that direction anymore.

It may be virgin bullshit, but it's not wrong...... it should be.

"But... I..."

"Marina. I was bought as a slave, so it's okay to work and buy myself back and be free."

Of course I'm not willing to let go.

No, but if Marina wants freedom...

"... Lord, which do you want me to be free?

"............... no. I want you to stay on my side forever."

I wonder what I look like right now and throw up lines like this.

I'm glad it's night now, I think I'll make it.

"Hehe...... Lord, which is inconsistent."

And somehow I can hold him hard again.

Has the psychological hurdle to the embrace fallen since one incident in Lucraela?

Maybe so. Because that's what I did once.

intimate body and body.

In the silence of the night, only the sound of Marina and my exhale sounds small.

Zero distance enough to even hear each other's hearts.

I guess the reason I can't take that step is because I haven't been in a decisive deep relationship.

Whether on Earth or in another world, that's not going to change.

If we try to touch our minds, we will step into each other's inviolable realm.

It always comes with fear.

I don't like it. I keep running.

"... Lord which? … is trembling"

"Even Marina."

"I'm shaking, too, aren't I? Nothing, Lord. It's not because you're afraid of what, is it? Or, Lord, which are you afraid of Marina?

Play a little bit and say it like that.

Is it scary? Am I afraid of Marina?

... You must be scared.

If not, then that's the way it is--

"... Lord, who, I, I have regretted that night for so long"

As Marina hugs me, she tells me to disclose it.

"That night?

"My first night at the inn..."

"Oh, oh...... No, but that one."

I didn't think Marina would let us talk about that night.

But even for Marina, that day may be an unforgettable event.

"Sometimes, I think. At that time, the... Lord said," Where would I be held? "

…………

I'm a little surprised Marina, who's always healthy and doesn't seem to think anything of it, thought that way.

"It's not like you don't like your relationship now, is it?... I was just wondering if that's when I'd gotten the wrong tail all the way down to now. Ever since that day, I've been letting myself be concerned... and sometimes I feel that way."

…………

I couldn't answer anything.

That's because you're absolutely right.

It doesn't matter what's right.

I do care about Marina.

But humans deserve that, too.

"Lord which"

Marina lets go of her body just a little bit and mouths it clear as if changing the subject.

"I... that day, in the morning. It was actually awake."

"... in the morning? Uh... ah"

Sassy, bloody distracting.

I thought Marina was asleep and touched her chest stuck asleep...... no, it was when I rubbed it.

Uh... you were awake...? Seriously...?

It was about six months ago, and I can't stop!

I have eyes on Marina, who has a bright red face at close range, and she looks down on me.

There's a valley of rich breasts that I did touch then.

"... that's fine. Lord which"

"What..."

If you say so, Marina grabbed my right wrist softly.

And push my palm against my right chest.

"Huh."

Exhalation leaks from Marina's mouth.

Feels like a soft marina's chest to suck on, even though it's a piece of pajama. My brain is on the verge of overheating.

The higher the heart can play, the more power is caged in its right hand.

I feel Marina's fever.

Pleasure spreads throughout the body.

Every time I rub one, my exhale leaks out of Marina's mouth.

"Oh, it hurts a little."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

I rubbed it. I rubbed it too much.

When I realized it, I was rubbing it with both hands.

Quiet, my arms!

"... why, even though I'm thrilled, I have no wonder that my reassuring mind calms me down. Lord all seem happy.... I've always wanted to touch you, but you've been patient...?

"I'm ashamed..."

Answer without taking your hands off Marina's chest.

No, you can't. My head is getting silly.

This is like drugs. I can't resist.

"Hehe... Lord which, like a child.... Hey, lord which one.... From now on, you can always touch it. Ah... me too... when I'm touched, it feels good..."

If they whisper that in their ears, they'll have to fall.

"Marina......"

Feels good.

We feel good about each other.

It's a WINWIN relationship.

Glad.

The cloth jar is unbuttoned and the marina pajamas are unbuttoned.

"Ah... it's still... embarrassing... no..."

Like Marina panicked, pulling him in front of his pajamas.

In front of me, Marina dyes her face bright red and frowns.

I regained some calm.

Terrible magic (boobs). This is a totally fascinating magical one.

Never would an experience be more perfect with the word selfless obsessed......

"Well, it's embarrassing to be seen so much"

Marina to hide her cheeks with lighting and hair.

Gentle moonlight sparkles Marina's amethyst-colored hair and eyes.

"Marina, your heart is going to burst any further. … Now, this is the best I can do"

He said that, closed his eyes, looked at me, and, modestly, mouthed me on the cheek.

He kissed me for just a few seconds, and he immediately pulled himself away from me and laughed, "Eh heh."

"Lord which, I love"

And that's what I said.

And then, as I said and ran away, I went back to my room, saying "kahkah".

"Oh, whoa."

My voice leaks.

Glad.

In the room left alone, the smudge and joy creep up.

I like it.

Marina did say that. He said he loved it.

I might have been confused by the physical contact and the virginity.

After all, what matters is the exchange of minds.

No, I'm talking about rubbing my tits all over it, what is it?

Besides, if you think about it, isn't this the first time you've been confessed like this?

Anyway, I'm glad.

This joy that springs from your chest. You still wanted me to be liked.

Given that this day came today, I was still right (though not exactly) not to hold Marina the night I met her. From the bottom of my heart.

The figure of Marina with bright purple eyes like the finest of the moon and night, floating behind her brain.

"Amethyst is the guardian stone of love......"

Once, the pooch I lied to when I sold Amethyst over and over.

The gem word for purple crystal (amethyst) is' love, honesty and devotion '.

Amazingly perfect for Marina.

"... I think I'll go to bed too"

Of course, it goes without saying that I went back to my room once before I slept in the living room.

After what happened, there's no way there's a man who can sleep like that!

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In the morning, when I woke up, it was a ceiling I didn't know was there.

No, it was a ceiling I knew. I know at my leisure. I slept in the mansion's living room.

"Good morning. Your husband."

Straight next to the lid, I hear voices.

Deanna was peeking into my face in front of me.

"Mm-hmm. Good morning, Deanna."

"I was waiting for you yesterday, and what time did your husband sleep? You stay up too late for anything."

Were you expecting me after all?

From this statement, he doesn't seem to have noticed that Marina was coming after him.

No, if I had noticed, Deanna's character would have definitely interrupted me - or come to mix it up.

Or maybe I had something to dream about last night.

Maybe it was like an illusion that showed something lusty...... The Dream Demon Clan (Nightmare) is so close...

"It's always that time to sleep. The Japanese don't stay up late."

"People who stay up late become unhappy. It's a word that's been around for a long time. Next time, let's get some sleep."

"Right."

While responding appropriately, I looked for Marina.

I don't think he's in the kitchen.

"What about Marina?

"I'm taking care of the horse. Rarely did I wake up before Marina today. Even after I woke up, I seemed to sleep, and I was lazy."

Marina...... I stayed up late yesterday...

No, it wasn't that late.

Well, that's going to wash my face anyway. At the same time I got up, the genius board popped up.

It is your achievement & clan rank up.

Oh, yeah. That's why I stayed at the Mansion.

I forgot about the impact of last night.