Sanzen no Souru Supina

"I'm lying, I'm lying, I'm lying!!"

Why should I desperately deny that I am an ashle?

If I noticed, the night demon princess was crying.

Crying, he asked Ashlee to correct him.

Ashlee smiled as she was exposed to a painful storm and distorted.

She bumped irrationally into Ashleigh in tears, because only Theon and Snow could think of her anymore.

I'm sure that the two of them are so united that they can't express their emotions well.

Otherwise, why do you cry when you look like you've sinned?

I loved the clumsiness.

The knight smiles at the wound, and the princess waves a whip of blood as she cries.

Everything was on the inside, and that's why it was impossible.

"No, no... tell me you're lying."

Finally, the girl's hand stopped.

Blood and fat dripping from the tip of your whip.

"You must be a night demon."Ask the blood who I really am. "

Ashlee said in a thoughtful tone.

In fact, the pain is terrible.

With every breath, the numbing pain runs through the brain.

But more than that, I wanted to heal the heart of the girl in front of me.

I don't know why, but this girl is badly hurt.

While Ashlee was unconscious, Zion and Snow spent some unknown time together.

From the [Ideal] ashlet that came from the side of the hero, to protect the damaged and dirty hero of reality, that is, the impenetrable ashlet that is bound and hanged here.

If the result of the price that they would have paid for that was the result of her constant disturbance, it seemed that this degree of pain was nothing.

I'll tell you what, it's painful, even though it's not deceptive.

And the girl who was prompted by the blood: Theon is a terrible wolf.

“Why, why do you say that?Don't seduce me! "

Swing the whip down.

A fresh drop of blood was pounded on the floor, and the smell of blood was scented.

As if by the smell, he shakes his head with his eyes closed against the temptation.

I knew you were Theon after all.

"Don't be sharp with your mouth like you know it."

"The vow of bloodshed... I put my fangs up on the human neck and forbade myself to give my life."That pledge is still breathing in you. "

And Zion made a face, saying, Why knowest thou my past?

Ashlee stared at her eyes as they swayed.

I tried to support her lap with my gaze.

Compassionate.

"But it should be good to be sure."For a moment, enough to know me. "

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, st

"Oh, the wound you put on hurts."I don't want to be hurt anymore by wrongdoing.I don't have that kind of hobby. "

Ashlee looked up at the heavens while deliberately telling her to stir.

I wondered if the night demon princess would feel extra shame and guilt for sucking blood.

Nevertheless, Ashlee faintly trembles.

After the first exhilaration, the pain was cruel.

It can be said to be even more vivid.

Unlike a clean sword wound, the pain of a scratched scar draws a long tail.

Unstable posture makes you twist without even realizing it.

Each time, a numbing ache penetrates through the brain.

* giggle *, finally, I hear a moaning voice.

In response to Ashlee's suggestion, Theon gave a face that looked like a ghost.

Like a child who is frightened to know the truth.

Or I am ashamed of knowing the forbidden taste, but I can't suppress my exhilaration.

"Please, Theon. Know this."

Get me out of here.

Ashlee turned to the sky and pleaded quietly as she endured the pain.

The girl took a step forward to be pushed by the words.

The whip slips off my hand.

The splashed ashlee blood closes her eyes like a sensual tremble whenever the epidermis touches her bare feet, making her moan and breathe hot.

That's how you cross the river of blood you drew.

A pure white finger touches Ashlee's wound.

When I didn't paint, I heard the sound of my canine teeth stretching.

”Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

There, I don't know.

Of course.

"You seduced me, know you deserve it."

The words were harsh, but there was no roughness in Theon's lucky fingers.

Rather, it is as delicate and prudent as a girl who touches a precious treasure.

Ha, and Ashlee felt a breath out of her wound.

Your tongue is plugged in.

Inside.

Ashlee now knows the real reason why Night Demons have been recognized as human enemies that corrupt humans.

Zion's stirrups sting the pain of a wound similar to the pitch-black current that numbs the brain marrow.

The unbearable pain fades away as the snow dissolves into the light of the sun, making you feel pleasure as your tongue explores beneath your skin.

Even for a girl, it seemed similar.

Crying with joy, her daughter scratches Aashre's wound.

The white throat is pounding, and the movement is pulsating, trembling sensually.

A hot exhalation constantly strokes the skin.

No, no, it's unforgivable, like this ─ ─

Know.

You'll know.

I know too much and it makes me crazy.

No way, this is the human (……………) at the | beginning of the day.

Murmuring and repenting like a wave, Ashlee listens to pleasure accompanied by a white glow.

When the girl's eyes moistened, she watched the destruction repeatedly, in a fragmented consciousness.

Who am I?

Left floating in the heat, Ashlee asked.

Sion, whose mouth was dirty with blood, looked up at the human knight with eyes so hot that it burned.

"Ashle... Ashle Dow, Bharaje"

The Yakuza have the ability to dream melted in their blood.

Blood is the currency of truth.

It contains all the records and memories of life.

That's why.

Unbelievable, no, not believable, Theon shakes his head.

Like a child who does no-no-no-no.

I wrap my cheeks with fingers coated in blood.

Then, a drop of life fell from the lips dyed with vermilion.

Well, who are you?

Questioned, the Night Demon Princess opened her eyes wide.

I named myself by blood.

Now it's your turn.

That's what Ashlee said.

Like a cornered beast, Zion strengthened himself.

However, there is no rejection there.

And the anger I felt earlier.

There are just eyes that are frightened by the cruelty of fate, as if they were perceived.

"Tell me."

Aashre said under a bitter breath.

I don't know if this is due to blood loss, or to pain, or to the senses given by Zion's saliva and tongue.

And it was the same for Theon.

With a tangled tongue, I managed to squeeze out the words.

"I am... I am Zion. Zion the Phil Snowbright."Ashleigh Dow...... who defeats Ashleigh Xerios, the root of the world sealed by this temple of roses and nesting in its deepest depths. "

Ashlee saw herself reflected like a redemptive saint in the girl's eyes.