Risou no Himo Seikatsu

The night I welcomed Octavia to tutoring and successfully completed my first lecture. Emancipating himself from hours of tension, Sanjiro had a relaxing time with his wife, Aura, in a room in the rear palace.

Yoshijiro, who is hot, is a can of sparkling liquor as usual. Aura, on the other hand, brings a glass of brandy poured in front of her face and enjoys its aromatic aroma.

After a few days of drinking a bottle of white wine, Aura chose this boxed brandy as her next choice. Apparently, the distilled liquor type is not common in this world, initially Aura, which was in line with the alcohol content of brandy, but after learning how to drink it, it looks tastier than wine.

As Yoshijiro taught in his knowledge of wandering, "Sure, Brandy, room temperature straight should have been the way to go," it's straight with nothing in it.

Watered a brandy glass on the LED light and enjoyed the amber shadow with his eyes, Aura poured the contents into her throat one by one.

"Hey, is that delicious?

In response to Sanjiro's question, Aura shakes her head vertically with satisfaction and answers.

"Uhm. Amazingly aromatic and intense in flavor. When you get used to drinking, don't get nasty."

"Well, that's what you're gonna say."

Honestly, if I confess, I don't understand Aura's feelings for Sanjiro, who doesn't know much about the difference between brandy and whiskey either. But the brandy Aura is drinking now is a substitute for more than 10,000 yen a bottle under the name of Hennessy's XO or something. I guess someone who understands.

A stranger, Yoshijiro is satisfied with his cold sparkling liquor.

Aura talks to her husband, who sits next to her, once she puts the dried brandy glass back on the table as well.

"So, how did it go? Let me know what you think."

To Aura, who abruptly cuts that story out, Yoshijiro is slightly overwhelmed, but answers honestly with a can of sparkling liquor out of his mouth.

"Oh, right. In a nutshell," I'm more tired than I was prepared to be "or something. I've been noticed many times that I haven't been polite or mannered. I barely remember what I had, especially for lunch"

"Don't take the trouble"

"Fine, it's necessary, isn't it? Besides, the magic lecture was hilarious. Well, when I heard it would take over three years to get ready to use it, I snagged a little on the boulder."

Saying so, Yoshijiro turned to Aura and shook the hand of those who did not have the can in a hilarious manner.

In fact, it's true that I was excited to see magic.

It is also historical magic that came and went through this world, but since that was a party, I wasn't looking where the magic would be activated. In comparison, what Octavia showed us this time was a very discernible magic: stopping water spherically at the fingertips.

Persuasion as magic has been won many times over by this one.

"Well, there's no shortcut to witchcraft. If you want to wear it, you just have to work hard on the tunnel. Conversely, it is a technology that anyone can master as long as it takes time. As long as you're ready to make it to the end, you'll never waste your efforts."

When Aura says so, she hugs her husband's arm sitting next to her in that deep chest valley to encourage her.

"Aura......"

Then, poking her husband's gesture lowering his brow butt to a soft feel, the queen smiles slightly ill-spirited and whispers in her ear.

"And how was Lord Octavia? After all, did I look attractive in your eyes too?

Leaked out of my wife's mouth, another woman's name. Frequently the man, Yoshijiro, shouldn't have anything nasty to do, but he shivers his body reflexively.

"Hmm? How'd it go?

Sachiro answers Aura, still inquiring, holding his arm in his arms so that he cannot escape, as he crawls his gaze to the ceiling.

"Uh, yeah. He's definitely a beautiful guy, and he seems like a very good hit. Oh, I'm so convinced this type is popular in this country."

"... ho"

I feel that Aura's reply, which I return short, is a little lower than usual with no heart.

"Is that to say that it was also shown in your eyes to the preferred woman?

Aura is not uncomfortable with herself either, but she is aware that she is the opposite of Octavia. Unexpectedly, I get an exploratory tone.

Yoshijiro is not a dull person enough not to notice such a deterioration in his wife's mood.

"No, it's true that the strike is a strike, but I guess it feels like a cup of lower outer corner. If you break the swing with your hands poorly, the image is likely to interfere with striking back 'Rigid Ball in the Middle'"

But the excuse spinning with a hasty head was a completely incomprehensible substitute for man in this world. Still, Aura realizes what Kojiro is trying to say from the tone and overall nuances, when she laughs at Nimmari, she asks for more direct words and asks again.

"I mean, what do you mean? Let me be a little clearer."

Even if you ask me to be clear, "can you say" is what Makoto feels honest about. So much so that you can say here, "You're the only one I love," or "You're so much prettier," that Yoshijiro is not a person who can ignore shame.

"Hmm? Look, clearly, huh?

Without gazing at his wife, who shakes with her arms in fun, Yoshijiro takes between his own shame and his wife's request with his eyes on the ceiling and returns his best answer.

"Yeah, well... so. The first day I was summoned, it wasn't Aura who summoned me, but Mr. Octavia, that I wouldn't have been in this world by now."

Saying, Yoshijiro realizes that his cheeks are in a red tide. Will Aura be satisfied with this answer? Aura's long red hair swayed loosely with the sight of Yoshijiro, whose neck remained facing upwards and only his gaze turned sideways.

"Heh... heh, well. Right."

Laughing happily, Aura's voice.

Apparently, Yoshijiro's answer was enough to shake Aura's heart.

"I also believe that you were the one who was summoned."

That's what Aura said, pressing her hot, wet lips hard against Shinjiro's cheek.

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Late at night. As usual, Aura, who fell asleep in one bed with her husband, Yoshijiro, woke her eyes after midnight and got out of bed with great care to avoid waking up Yoshijiro, who rested quietly.

LED standlights are also installed in the bedroom, but you can't turn on the front switch where Yoshijiro is sleeping.

Aura searches for clothes in the dark. Eventually Aura's hand searched for a soft, thin fabric.

Aura's palpable, thin clothes - she holds a red sketchy negligee in her hand and laughs up.

Before I got to the floor, I showed this fantastic evening outfit with thanks to my husband for returning a delightful answer to this question, but the reaction of Yoshijiro at that time was as pleasant as I'd like to give it to 'Digital Camera'.

"Weh!?

And he raised his voice like an untold scream, and in front of his stiff husband, Aura, being rude, could not entertain a laugh.

Nor did Yoshijiro think that the presence of his "eclectic nightwear" was unraveled by Aura (he was subjected to a full belongings test on the first day of the transfer), but it seemed a rather effective ambush to wear it voluntarily from Aura.

Even though it was Aura who was wearing the embarrassing costume, what an odd situation it was that it was Yoshijiro who was fighting shame with his face in bright red.

Still, I guess Yoshijiro was inspired enough by his wife's luscious Negrije appearance.

Last night's fortune was a little intense and a little long compared to that spent so far.

…………

Remembering the night's fortune and loosening her cheeks, Aura finds a one-piece shaped room outfit she was wearing before she went to bed, not Skeskeneglije. Aura, with her room clothes in her hand, slowly walked out of her bedroom, sneaking her footsteps to avoid waking up Sanjiro.

Moving from the bedroom to the main room where Yoshijiro mainly uses it during the day, Aura turns on only one LED stand light and quickly wears her room attire under that light.

Wearing a pale sleeveless piece, Aura rings the bell offered on the table as she lowers her hips on the leather sofa.

Then, after a while, a young maid came into the room. He must have crossed a dark corridor, relying on the candlelit lights in his hand. Are LED lights dazzling in the eyes that have become dim, or are my eyes slightly narrowed?

The samurai, whose long blonde hair strikes a rare person in the kingdom of Karpua, was formerly a side-service of Aura and is now the person who works in the closest proximity of Yoshijiro.

Excuse me, Your Majesty.

Aura gives a glance at the samurai, who bows her head respectfully, putting her feet together on the couch and saying:

Let's hear the report.

Taking your lord's word for it, the faithful samurai begins to talk about what she has seen today, taking care not to mix her personal feelings as much as possible.

"Yes, from what I've seen, I didn't see anything suspicious about Master Octavia. In all honesty, it appears that he served as a tutor for Master Zenzilow."

During the day, the samurai, who had stepped into the study landscape of Yoshijiro and Octavia many times with water and towel plumbing, reports so in a firm tone.

"Um, well. After all, is Lord Octavia just a reconnaissance officer?

Aura, who received the report, muttered so as if she were talking to herself.

Originally Octavia is a straight woman who is not suited for every stretch. As Count Marquez, was the main purpose of knowing, through the eyes of his wife, who was the 'husband of the queen' in question?

I forbid to be alarmed, but I won't be nervous now either.

"Okay. From now on, only if Lord Octavia has any suspicious behavior."

"Yes, I'm in awe"

To the samurai bowing her head, Aura nods, "Uhm," and continues the conversation.

"So how is your son-in-law spending his days these days? Anybody got a handle on that?

Among the kings of history, those who did not lay their hands on the lady of the rear house are more of a minority. Unlike the king of history who went to the rear palace, Yoshijiro lives in the rear palace.

It is so unnatural not to use coloured eyes on the young and beautiful samurai.

But as the samurai was a little confused, she shook her neck to the side and answered.

"That is… so far none of those who have been touched by Zenzilow have been put aside, nor have they been turned away to make a woman aware. In the first place, Master Zenzilow has a tendency to dislike us entering the room.

So we try not to step into this room except when we are told to run errands and used. Conversely, when cleaning this room, Master Zenzilow is moved to a different room. "

The samurai cleans the room, so we move the room. It's impossible if you think about it in relation to my husband and the samurai, but I wonder if Yoshijiro has yet to lose his lifestyle in Japan around here.

If you say so, it feels like a father being driven away by his mother's vacuum cleaner.

To the samurai's report, Aura nods and gives instructions.

"Right. As I have said many times, my son-in-law wants that one, and Jen has a weak claim that he wants me to do this. There is a verse that sees the mouthing of such desires as' vice '. As someone who serves, it may be difficult, but do your best to satisfy your needs."

"Yes. I'm in awe"

"All right, that's good enough. Thank you very much."

"Yes, excuse me"

The samurai, who has finished her report, leaves the room with a courtesy.

In a room where the samurai left making noises with Pathan, Aura exhales one.

"... you're thirsty. Let it be water."

Secondly, aware that she is thirsty, Aura opens the refrigerator and removes the silver water drain in an attempt to swallow a glass of water before returning to her bedroom. Then, from the water drain, pour a glass of water into the glass and the water drain back into the refrigerator.

"Hmm."

Sipping cold water in one breath, Aura snaps to herself in a dim room, illuminated by only one LED light.

"Oh well... Zenzilow is blind to Lord Octavia and his maids,"

Aura unconsciously holds her own body with both arms.

Tonight, I've loved Yoshijiro many times. I still feel my husband's fingers and lips touching me all over my body. Aura knows in her body how passionately a man who says he wants a woman.

And yet, the fact that such a man has not even given an eye to a woman other than himself.

"Heh, heh."

Without knowing it, Aura laughs. What can I say about this emotion?

I never thought being loved by the opposite sex would be such a comfort.

The enthusiasm that comes out of the depths of this body, unlike the fullness gained in government as king and the winning booze on the battlefield as general.

In a nasty way, it's a kind of 'superiority'. The joy that one man is only attracted to himself as a woman. The pleasure of acknowledging yourself as the best woman.

"That's not good. I kind of got an exclusive appetite."

If you get carried away with this emotion, you're going to be reflexively opposed only to the emotion when Yoshijiro falls into the situation of welcoming the side chamber in the future.

Aura can't hide her confusion in emotions that don't leave her thoughts untouched. What's even more surprising is to say that that rampant emotion is very comfortable for Aura.

"Well, fine. I need to worry about the possibilities ahead."

When Aura shook her head, she turned off the LED stand light and opened the bedroom door by hand.

Back in the bedroom, Aura undresses her room and slips its rich, fruitful brown nudity next to Yoshijiro, who is slowly resting.

"hehe."

Aura makes sure to push her naked breasts against the back of Yoshijiro, who sleeps with her back to this one, and hugs her.

"... Mmm."

As for the man's back, Aura feels a strange resting position on the back of Yoshijiro, who is not a particularly wide one. When I do this, I feel calm that I'm "back".

The fact is, it didn't take that long for Aura, who so hugged Yoshijiro's back, to fall asleep with a reassuring look.