Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Oh, come on, seriously. You said one at a time."

Needless to say, the topic of the bandits waiting around the house is about an earlier beauty.

"We're gonna hold that woman too!

"By the time they get around to us, they'll be worn out."

"I can't even compare you to a city whore."

"I hope you didn't smash your head!

I stand in front of the door without worrying about the noise.

To crush the peek, as Robano ordered.

Even if for six months, the bandits who are watching me fight give up their peeps and tell paranoid stories thoughtfully.

Suddenly something hits the wall continuously from the indoors.

The bandits shift their gaze simultaneously but quickly turn to laughter.

"Oh, come on, you're doing it so hard"

"I want you to take care of it until you come around."

"My turn was like a crushed frog even though she was the daughter of a nobleman."

Chills rise, and I hold the sword in my hand.

I can't explain it, but I felt something would happen.

I had a bad feeling I'd never even felt it in an underground fight.

The door slowly opens.

The bandits pay simultaneous attention with delightful eyes.

And Robano jumped out the door and...

He clashed on the ground and was in two.

"Become!!!

Impossible.

It's unlikely Robano ever died, but more than that, he's dying the wrong way.

His body broke like a baked sweet.

That was just an unexpected development.

No matter what force a person applies, it can never be crushed or ripped off, it can never be beautifully broken, etc.

I hear chatter and iron ringing.

Reattach the gear that everyone was loose securely and put the sword out of the sheath.

The sudden and shocking death of the leader, but now he can't seem to survive confusion and loss of order.

Mercenaries and bandits who dived the training ground, for better or worse, it's clear what needs to be done.

Robano, the head, is dead, and the danger is imminent.

And I know the enemy.

Because there were only two people in that place.

All the swords. All the spears were pointed at the door.

I'm leaping back through the door, too, staring behind it.

Push your sword into the leg muscles so that you can jump in at any time.

And the person as expected appeared quietly in an unexpected outfit.

The beautiful woman showed up in front of the door in a threadless manner shaking her luxurious blonde hair.

The big breasts never drooped at all, and the big tense ass was a beauty meat that I would want to cuddle with unexpectedly.

Everyone is taken aback for a moment, but soon returns to combat posture.

There are two strange things about being alive and well, both the beauty and the flesh, which can be called the golden rate.

that the mouth to the big chest is stained with blood.

And he had shimmering bright red eyes.

It was my job to be the first to cut it.

But not this time, instincts and inquisitiveness are alarming.

"This is no good," he said, "you mustn't fight this guy."

Instead of jumping, I stepped back and opened my distance to the beauty to 10 m.

But not everyone has an excellent idea.

One with a spear pokes at me.

"No! Don't go!!

I scream, but I can't make it.

The beauty attracts the man's spear tip intact when she grabs it with her right hand.

"Duh!!?

It's also amazing to grab the tip of a spear that sticks out, but the power to attract it was entirely out of the public.

The man jumps into the beauty as if he had been blown from the other way around.

And the beautiful woman sticks her left hand out toward the man's chest.

Bakin

The man's lower body is sucked in by the beautiful woman as she is drawn, and his upper body is pushed by her to fly in the opposite direction.

And the man broke into [ku] letters on his back and fell to the ground spitting blood reflexes.

"" Not human!

The thoughts of all were in agreement.

No matter how talented or trained a human woman is, she can't do that.

I'm also said to be a human separated power, but I can't imitate it like that.

Our... no, we're not winnable opponents.

There is no chance of survival other than escape. But can you get away with it? Is he only capable of his physical abilities?

Thoughts tour, giving beauties time for their next attack.

But beauty doesn't move.

The day before the door. Don't come out under the roof.

A few people with bows and bowguns shoot arrows all the time.

Most of them are paid lightly by hand, but one bowgun bolt stood against his chest to see if he got a gap.

Cheering, Bowguns are more powerful than bows, if they hit from close range, they reach the gut even from above the armor and cause them to die instantly.

Besides, Bolt stands on the chest of a beautiful woman.

A human would undoubtedly be fatally wounded, and even if he was alive at last, he couldn't stand up.

There was no way I could pull the bolt out and throw it back.

The beautiful woman's chest wound heals instantly and collapses with a bolted crossbowman spasmodically on her head.

Exactly the whole thing floats and the siege breaks down, and everyone starts to retreat.

I've never dealt with a monster like this, no matter how many times I've gotten over a training ground.

On the battlefield, the opponent falls if he receives an arrow, and dies if he slashes with a sword.

But the beauty doesn't move in front of the door while being overwhelmingly dominant.

He just exposes himself naked to the man around him and is groaning.

Outside beauty, a dark indoor, a dry corpse, a regenerating body... if you believe in the miga, you can see who the beauty is.

"Siege and assault!! I'll settle it!

I scream out loud, all follow the words of fourteen or those lads and form a formation.

That trust was won by blood and victory.

In the battle, I was credible enough.

A beautiful woman looks at me with a big sword and smiles and tongues suspiciously.

At that moment, all ten men surrounding her strike at the same time with a spear and a hammer with a sword.

Those who get their heads smashed before the weapons arrive, those who can throw every weapon at them, those who realize they have no hands where they are shaken.

In an instant four people lost their lives and two were thrown high in heaven.

Luckily, two or so people succeeded in poking a weapon, but they held their heads in their hands at the price.

Those who survive also stop on their feet unexpectedly due to the excessive misery.

With just a few seconds of battle, the settlement was settled, and there was nothing left to fight properly.

But that's enough.

It's all a matter of passion.

I've already jumped and wielded my sword.

The hands of the beautiful woman who crushed the last two faces with her bare hands are blocked.

Now is the time for two hand-wielded hits and drops. No one has ever played or accepted them.

Instant until the Special Strike drops.

Still, the colour of the rush on the beauty is not fine dust.

Forced to pull up over himself with the man's face squeezed.

It seems the same to her without the weight of one man.

A hand can be raised with an unbroken body in the orbit linking my sword to a beautiful woman.

I can definitely stop you from striking down your sword with all your strength as you are.

Still I wave down my sword........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Without, he sided the great sword with one right hand and snapped it over the beauty's head.

Destruction sounds and the roof above the front door, which stretches over the door, is knocked down.

The upper roof was a thick wooden sturdy one, but in front of my sword the twigs were similarly crushed.

I land right in front of a beautiful woman who couldn't cope with the big sword that was supposed to be swinging down on me changing track and I stunned off, and I jump right back.

If you believe in the Goga story, you can do this.

Beauty is intact, only the roof has been broken.

And the open space in the woods, it was pleasant and sunny today.

The sunlight fell on the beautiful woman.

"Hey!!!!

Screaming or screaming, the beauty's room began to crumble.

Vampires, live close to perpetual robbery and say they have the power to rub people's blood.

I guess the surviving bandits also realized my purpose and who Lucy was.

"Vampires!" "You were real!" "Cursed Forest!!

There is even a guy who mutters and prays to God without even a pattern.

Vampires burn and bone instantly when exposed to holy water and sunlight, among other things.

I should have..................

"Ugh! Oh, my God! Oh my god!!

Instead of becoming a bone, the beautiful woman is kneeling without burning and just staring at splashed pieces of wood and screaming.

It's more like you sound angry than you're suffering.

The beauty finally stood up when I was evil to the legend.

"How dare you... how dare you have my house!! Give me your precious home!

The situation worsened further.

Whatever you do today doesn't work.

I thought you stepped on horse shit when you avoided the water hoarding in the morning, like this when you weren't following me.

"I won't allow it!! Because I'll never forgive you. Ah!

Others will be completely frightened and useless by the leopard of a beautiful woman.

And even if you ran away from me now, you'd definitely come after me.

Set up a great sword with a grin ironically.

As soon as Lucy looked up, who was shouting anger.

The world froze.

The shimmering eyes still add radiance, pressure as if accompanied by a sense of compression and mass with two red eyeballs sticking to one's face.

I kneel unexpectedly at this feeling I've never experienced.

The body doesn't move like it's stuck to the ground.

The intense tinnitus was enough to crack my head open.

Eventually my vision will be smeared red and black with Don because of the headache.

But in it, I realized that I remember this gaze, this feeling.

This feeling is similar to something. I miss something uncomfortable.

My head hurts. My body is stiff.

There was a strange feeling swirling together like despair, pain and sorrow.

It's a soup-like gaze that simmers all negative emotions.

Feels like a mixture of giving up and despair.

Well... it's similar to that one.

The last eyes that the guys who played the game with me would show, the eyes of slaves who would be disposed of due to illness.

The eye of the one who was prepared that the injury would rot and not help.

It's all the same, it's a dying eye.

The pressure, which was so convincing and at the same time overwhelming, rapidly lightens.

The knee leaves the ground, the headache heals and the vision opens.

Sensibly, it was a flash of events, but they did this for quite a while.

It's something that didn't get killed all the time with all these gaps.

I can't help but act quickly, possibly keeping it snagged for more than a minute.

I took a slow, deep breath and checked around to make sure I was the only one who survived.

Precisely because beauties are alive but vampires don't know if they're alive or dead in the first place, they excluded them.

All my companions were desperate to hurt themselves with their own weapons.

Whoever took the weapon off was scratching his throat with his own nails to achieve a tragic end.

It didn't take long to wonder and understand.

Those eyes were eyes calling for death, eyes accepting that they had to die.

I was used to seeing those eyes.

And I guess I could live and go home because I was choosing not to, to keep fighting those who received death on my ass and live.

I look back at the beautiful woman, but she hasn't moved a step from her earlier position.

It's going to be my feather to take the next carriage to the afterlife when I get back. Still suppose to live until the settlement is reached?

Put the sword in front of me and stare at the beautiful woman.

but there was no more anger in my eyes.

"Heh... did you get out on your own"

Back in the same polite tone as at first, the killing spirit has disappeared.

"Oh, I've seen that for a long time.

"Mmm, it's not a good thing I'm used to seeing kids who can't yet grow up."

The sweet tone wasn't the first, it was a teasing word for a child.

"I thought you were angry for a long time, but have you healed?

"It's not healing! You've ruined my precious home, and if it's so broken, I can't fix it anymore."

Because I'm clumsy! and angry with me for doing my hands on my hips.

"I don't think it would be weird if we killed our heads and threw bodies at each other."

"Didn't you come on your own! Plus that guy, he touches my clothes and underwear with his dirty hands, and besides, the blood was all alcoholic, and he even got weird sick and it didn't taste good."

Robano... did you feel sick?

"So, as far as I'm concerned, if you'll just keep missing out on me, I'll be happy to say," No, no, no, no, no, no, no. "

Beauty denies it in a strong tone but it was not murder or anger.

"If I let you get away here, I'll have to fix the house by myself and clean up the body."

You said you were clumsy and couldn't fix the house.

"There, you're a vampire and you have to clean up your meal, right?

"Please don't say anything stupid! Same goes for eating rotten meat, such as sucking corpse blood! It's inferior to gools and zombies!

Apparently, breathing blood alive is an indelible line.

"I'm not going to kill you now, either, and if you could just drink these terms, I'd miss them, wouldn't I?

"That helps. I don't want to die."

Apparently, a naked beauty is enough murder weapon for a young man when he can afford it when he's going to survive.

He reacts to a man, looks away at me, and the beautiful woman shows off her body even more as she clings to it.

"Condition one is to fix the house first! You've wrecked everything, so take responsibility for it!

"Okay. If you can even lend me the tools, I'll fix it."

"Condition two, come and dispose of your people's bodies! Splash it out."

This isn't too much of a hassle either, you just have to dig a hole a little further away and bury it.

Copy that, but you killed them all, didn't you?

"I haven't set myself up once. I just fought back because they attacked me! Splashed out is a mistake, isn't it? Condition 3 allows your blood to be drawn regularly.

"Wait a minute!

Raise your voice reflexively to suddenly popped crossbow-grade conditions.

"I'm trying to drink your terms so I don't become a mummy like Robano. If they suck blood, nothing will change."

"Of course I won't suck and kill you. Because I will consider the right amount and adjust it so that there is no obstacle. Well, I'd be happy if you let me smoke once every ten days or so."

Blood sucking pussy is the only way to believe this guy, but do I have to come here once every ten days?

"I guess I just have to believe your word for not sucking it all up, but I can't do it once every ten days. That makes me immobile. It's gonna take two days each way from here to the nearest town, okay?

Exactly. I'll strengthen my tone that I can't give up here.

but what's the beauty saying? That was just an attitude.

"Uh, I think I'm making a mistake, but you're going to have to live here with me, right? On top of that, I guarantee your life."

Does that mean you can be a slave to sucking blood on me, or just wasn't the price of life cheap?

"That's quite harsh conditions.

It's a short word, but it weighs differently than before, and in some cases the escape with a single machete is also in view.

"Ha, I don't like being weirdly misunderstood and resisted, and let me be honest with you."

Beauty...... Lucy looks at me directly in the front.

"I thought this kid seemed delicious from the first time I saw him. I wanted your blood at all costs. I can tell by the smell, but you're a virgin, right? First Boy's Blood...... hehe"

It was a more direct and cheaper answer than I thought.

Unlike earlier, I am stared at with strangely compelling eyes and feel instinctive fear.

"Oh... is that right"

"So you can't give up here either! Look even if you think about it. It's been a long time since I've sucked blood. Dirty middle age soaked in liquor! Besides, I have STD, I can't do it without re-mouthing it!

There was a line that I couldn't help but give way to while there was a slight relief that Lucy's mysterious and luscious atmosphere was breaking down and I could no longer return to the air of killing each other.

"But the vampire sucked my blood, and I heard that people become vampires and ghouls. I don't care if the race changes, I'm not interested, but I'll never accept losing my will."

I don't know anything. I'm sorry to live in search of human flesh.

"Don't you want to be a ghoul or a vampire?

"Momoko." Then I won't change it, so it's okay "? Hmm?"

"Whether you want to keep your blood-sucking opponent company or slave, it's one addition or one subtraction over here. If you don't like it, I won't change it. If you're more or less a buddy or a ghoul, it doesn't mean you can't breathe blood anymore."

I see, it's pointless to have blood as your family member even though it's your purpose, this seems like a good thing to trust.

Still, it's not like there's no grid.

I don't know how long the deadline will last, and I get the thought that if I suck, I might be ruled here as a blood bag permanently.

The other person is a vampire, I guess time passes differently than humans.

They may think it's only been about fifty years.

I saw what I was thinking. Lucy weighed the air a little.

"Besides, there are a lot of things I want to teach you. Your way of life was very distorted, and you didn't seem to have enough common sense."

It's already distorted by vampires, but I didn't know they'd say it was common sense...

I laugh without thinking what irony it is.

Lucy held me in her chest, only a little shorter than herself.

"It may be odd to say so yourself, but it's odd to see a kid as old as you flatten out after all this fighting and killing. I'm sure there's been a lot going on."

A tighter hug in my chest.

My face was buried in soft meat, and the sweet smell blurred my consciousness.

I thought I figured out why the bandits were talking about women all the time.

Something springs up from the back of my body.

"There's nothing here. Why don't you just take a little break for what you've been running all this time?

I turned my arm around my temperatureless back and hugged him back just a little bit.

Embrace a naked woman, then there's got to be something ahead of you, but I didn't know.

"Yes, there was a reward for condition four and giving me blood.

My body is nervous about the appearance of new conditions.

"Blood sucking and sexual impulses are linked. So please hold me once every ten days, the same as blood sucking. Of course, if you want, we can take care of you more than that."

Strengthen the power to hug back at once.

Lower body pain is due to an incredibly tight male root pressed against his pants.

My sole, less tall than Lucy's, is just pushing up near her important hole.

"I'll tell you plenty."

There's no way a naked girlfriend wouldn't even notice that pressure.

He moves and provokes his hips to deliberately rub a light golden pubic hair.

"Ha! Ha!"

She's right. My reason for virginity seems to have flown away.

He grabs his chest, presses his hips hard and wants to swing at him.

I think I'm stupid, but my body moves on its own to a soft feel and a sweet smell.

"Ugh, no matter how hard you try, you're not going in with your pants on, are you?

Lucy unloads my pants and seriously observes what pops up.

"Hmm, beautiful. I knew the first thing would be nice. It's in good shape."

It is exciting, but also humiliating, to be observed in the depressed lower body by an extinct beauty.

You know that kind of emotion of mine, Boy Root sticks to his belly in search of his first woman.

"I can't even talk properly after all this. I'll cut you a virgin first."

"Come on," he held aside with his lower body stiffened.

I'm just a kid, but muscular and not supposed to be that light compared to an adult...

I was taken straight into her house and thrown into bed.

"Come on, let's be men, shall we? Treat me as you please."

Lucy rolling next to me, are you saying you can do whatever you want? I'm closing my eyes and pulling my body out.

But I've never been interested in a woman, so I don't know what to do.

In the meantime, let's remember the prostitutes who were bought by the mercenary regiment and the women who committed it as loot were held, and decide to try to imitate their appearance.

Lick her breasts, stroke her ass and put her fingers in the woman's hole.

Lucy laughed out where I repeated it several times.

"Haha, it's ticklish! You don't have to think weird about virgin boys. Sounds beautiful, Sole, you're already dripping juice. You just push the sole into the woman, don't you? If you're not sure, I can give you a ride."

That's just not a first experience. Pride as a man doesn't allow a woman to do whatever she wants.

When I put my body between my crotches in the normal position, I pushed my male roots in at once.

I remember the women crying when Robano did this.

I was going to reward Lucy with a spare look.

"Ugh!

It was my voice that came out, as soon as I pushed it to the roots, and the countless tweezers in her intertwined and painfully tightened.

Stop moving and manage to endure.

"Oh, did you bear it? I'll do it. But that's it."

Lucy's legs circled to my waist, pressing her chest against her.

Now I didn't even have time to speak up.

"Ugh!"

By the time I raised my groan, ejaculation had already begun like arterial bleeding.

Lucy stroked my head gently as I opened my eyes to incredible pleasure.

"Slowly, it moves as the sperm comes out. That way you can put it all inside me."

The ejaculation lasted a long and long time and was finally over after about a minute.

I'm out of everything. I'm gonna fall on Lucy's chest.

"Wow... great"

"Good luck. Now I'm a virgin, a sunny, grown man."

Roll into bed in large letters.

There was a sense of satisfaction and pride, like when we had a great battle on the battlefield.

Above all, I poured in my sperm by laying down a lay beauty outside sleeping on the side.

I've never tasted the feeling of turning a woman into a thing, but it's great.

I give her my hand to do it with an arm pillow, but she wasn't there.

"Hmm? Where... Whew!

Soon Lucy was shaking her head hard with my rod in her mouth.

A tremendous pleasure no less than an earlier stimulus, almost ejaculating again without holding for ten seconds, but her movements stop there.

"You're young, so you can go as many times as you want, right? Come on, let's have fun."

"Where I want it!

I cut my virginity and I felt confident I'd regained my strength. Let the delicacy enter her again, waving my hips.

"How about that! Feel good!?

Try to imitate what the mercenaries said to the whore.

Lucy laughed lightly for a moment.

"Ahem! I feel so good, I'm gonna die!

It's a deliberate act, but it still excites me.

"Lucy! You're my woman, let's go, let's get you out!

"I'm going to be your woman. No, if they let me out now, I'll be really captivated."

I hold Lucy in my arms and pour her in for the second time, but when it's over, she complains.

"Hmm, you're too early to enjoy it...... Well, he's young, and he can handle it a few times."

I've never felt more sorry for a man.

I tried to satisfy Lucy Lucy when I was dying.

Fifth time.

"Ha-ha-ha... it's time"

"Still, I'll shave you, so good luck with that."

Ninth time

"It just doesn't harden anymore..."

"That's when it happens!

When Lucy's fingers entered my butthole and rubbed a part in the back, the male roots regained their stiffness again with a stimulus that didn't know pain or pleasure.

"Ugh! Become what!!

"Come on, let's do more ~"

Twelfth time.

"... already, really, dead..."

"It's okay. You seem sturdy, so like the other boy... no, it's nothing."

Lucy contains a male root in her mouth and puts a finger in her ass.

She's too pretty, though her body is already limited.

The sight of the crystal of beauty crawling my tongue into my male roots makes me stiff again.

Fifteenth

"Please..................... forgive me already"

I can't even move my body anymore, I can just watch Lucy on top waving happily.

Tears flow even though there are no foreign objects in my eyes.

It was the first time I had tears in my eyes even though there was no garbage in them since I was hearty.

"That's right, it's just already soft, and all I get is juice like water. Then let's just do it one more time! It's going to be intense, so be prepared."

Without tasting that last one, I finally lose consciousness.

I think I heard Lucy in the dark, ambiguous sensation.

"Oh? Have you finally passed out. Sixteen times, you have a lot of seeds and some stunning qualities. I think I'd enjoy it if I taught you exactly what a woman is."

Something crawls on my neck muscle.

And sharp pain and the feeling of losing strength from your body.

"Yum! The blood of a boy who just cut his virginity, that's awesome! Yeah, I'd love to drink it up... If you don't put up with it, um, it's tough."

Maybe my life was on the verge of being sucked off by Lucy.