Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Master Agil, why are you such a... king?"

Celia started to whisper and cry.

I have no idea what that means.

"I can't believe you're rubbing all over a room like this by yourself until it's a mess!

"What?"

Why be alone in this situation?

Comfort runs in my groin when I stand up unexpectedly.

(Yeah... Your Majesty...)

Thirty mature women cling to her crotch unconsciously start serving her mouth.

I accidentally fire because it was a moment with the power to stand up and Celia was distracting me.

"Gu..."

Dovadova sperm pours into the translucent mouth.

"Fire again by yourself...... this is how you drool all over the room!

"No, no, no. Can't you see this situation? Look at that. Isn't that amazing?

I looked around again as they sucked one thing.

The women are rolling all over the room.

As well as beds and floors, there are even women with big strands open on the couch, faint with their walls tucked in, and caught on top of chandeliers and closets.

"I don't see anything. Master Agil is just drooling."

"Such an idiot"

I lift a mature woman and show Celia.

(Oh, that's disrespectful to see in me. Wow, but it feels a little good)

But Celia walked unresponsively and stuck her face in the mature woman's body.

We're ghosts, so we only look like people we can see.

The young woman who rose from her bed with a yo-yo explains it.

That's right. I forgot they were ghosts.

But Celia should normally see Casey though.

(She listened to me and loved me, so my resentment diminished, so I thought there were fewer people who could see me.)

So does it look like I'm sprinkling semen all alone in a room where Celia doesn't have anyone?

So I said, "Isn't that amazing? 'I don't know what to say, you're just a lunatic.

"Yes."

"Can't you see me hanging in that chandelier?

Her daughter, caught in the chandelier, is subtly shaking and dripping juice from her mouth and crotch.

I don't even know how that happened.

"Bottom juice is dripping from above the chandelier. Why did you ejaculate there?"

What about the woman sleeping on the couch and the woman who's also on the wall?

"You can only see the juice on the couch and the seeds splashed on one side of the wall"

That makes me look like a pervert.

"Cah!! There's a hell of a reservoir in the hallway! This smell is a seed... an amazing amount!!

I hear a samurai scream from the hallway.

(When it thinned, the seeds in my body became zero, and I wondered if maybe the amount Naisha-sama gave me had been destroyed.)

Celia splits the ghost and jumps into my chest.

"I understand the King's heavy responsibilities and his hard work for too many women. But it's unusual to scatter a glass of barrel all by yourself! Please just call me next door when you want to rest your heart. Then let the wasted women go 90% wild."

Celia comes sweet as a puppy.

The other ghosts cling to their backs and hips with calm faces as if their possessions had fallen.

Existence is a possession in the first place, though.

(I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Zero the seeds I just received...... chip)

Naisha, who came in with a sorry face, twisted her face and pounded her tongue.

Even if it turns into an evil spirit only for a moment, the person notices it and rubs it several times to force it back.

Just for the record, Lady Naisha was extremely jealous, and the legacy that it was a cause of the king's loss of love.

Spirit of a young daughter whispering in her ear.

(What did you say in the fourth generation of incompetent side chambers, little girl?)

(I'm sorry)

They also have a subtle power relationship with the return of reason.

"Anyway, I managed the matter of the Rear Palace trick. I broke a lot of bones and I'm tired, so I go to bed till noon. Get me Rebecca and Adolph."

"You're tired of masturbating"

I told you it wasn't.

Celia leaves the room with a flicker asking if I could start masturbating again.

There are ghosts all around the bed who have regained consciousness, but they won't mind because they don't feel harmful anymore.

I'm starting to get a little sleep. I can hear hissing around me.

(I love this majesty more than my biological husband)

The concubine can't stay with us forever.

Even waiting for the collapse is going to end up in the afterlife with this rigid personality.

It's not bad to sleep listening to ghost whispers.

I've been uttering it and I can't understand what it is.

(Hey guys, why don't you just possess your majesty and kill him and pull him in so we can be together forever... forever)

I feel like I've stopped whispering but I think I'm going to sleep now.

(Keeping my heart cum so I don't suffer)

(Looks like we have a heir, and we'll figure it out. Let's do it)

(Hard for someone who's physically and mentally healthy, but if it takes six people)

I have a tingling sensation from my chest to my stomach, but I don't even have to open my eyes.

(What is this fever -)

(Wow, sucked in -)

(Funya ah!

I just got up.

"That's just too big a voice. You woke up."

And I get up feeling strange discomfort in my lower back.

"Piss...... yeah that hurts a little"

I tried to add something to the pot prepared in the corner of the room because it's a hundred million hits to the bathroom, but I feel strange pain and scratch from hips to crotches.

"Hmm!"

When I got in the mood and added something to it, I heard five noises of karakara.

"No way. The one called Stone. We have to refrain from booze and oil."

I remember Mac being stuffy in the toilet before.

Yeah, it's something I don't want to be.

"I got it out and let's go to bed. Now be quiet."

Get back in bed and get some sleep.

(concubine... concubine queen... she's a queen, but she fires from over there... rolls down into a urinal pot... ohhhh wow)

(Even though I'm a marquis maid too. Um... Ugh, resentment - but more embarrassing than that, huh?)

(You can't have a hundred people with a life force like a monster. I want to wash my filthy body, Gus.)

(I can't believe they sucked up to one thing instead of killing me possessively and fired it from over there, Hick)

(Hey, not enough one. No way my butt sucked me. If that's the case, I can't get back on my feet...)

I'm talking to Boso, but I don't know what that means.

Better than that, my belly started to glue, and when I woke up, would I go to the bathroom first?

(((((I want flesh))))

I fell asleep listening to such a sighing voice.