Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

A scent similar to that lavender tickled my nose when I entered the room.

Mr. Makina's private room.

It's been a long time since I've been in this room.

Both open windows leading to the terrace were covered with thick curtains.

The crystal's warm light in the candlestick illuminates the room.

When Mr. Makina took off his shoes, he fell asleep on a bed with a lid on it.

"Well, please do it right"

"Oh, yes."

As I replied like I had been bounced, I watched the little shoes placed aligned by the bed.

Remember that size.

Small.

All I know is... is that it's as small as that.

Closer, if you can.

"What's wrong? Bugs, too?

"No, I'm sorry. I'm on my way."

Stand beside the bed.

There's a little distance to Makina's body sleeping from here...

With this positional relationship, it seems difficult to apply or subtract the force.

"Am I okay in bed, too?

"I don't mind. And..."

tickles, and Mr. Makina turns to a teasing grin.

"It's not like it's your first bed to ride, is it? Oh, my God, you spent the night here, huh?

"Uh, there was, you know, that"

I laugh.

That was the first night.

I remember being slightly thrilled.

"You've changed, haven't you?"

Mr. Makina, who put it on his shaped jaw over his arm, said emotionally.

"What do you think? Maybe she just peeled off her makeup skin, right?

"Then you were right to peel it off, weren't you?

"Really?

"At least I think so."

After that conversation, I got on my knees in bed.

Move to Mr. Makina's side where he sleeps.

In front of me is Mr. Makina's back, exposed to defenselessness.

…………

Though the situation I invited myself, it's kind of strange.

"Can you ask me for a hip-to-hip first?

"Hips, are you stiff?

"A little lately. Maybe it's because of all the sit-down work."

I'll sneak up even further and put my hand around Mr. Makina's waist.

In fact, when I was in the previous world, I used to suffer from light shoulder stiffness because I often tortured my eyes in front of computers.

So I decided to use my spare time to find out about shoulder stiffness online.

And while I was following the links to the sites that came out with the search keywords, I arrived at the sites that introduced massages and bumps that improved blood flow.

Besides, I was reading through that destination site from start to finish when I realized it.

I hope the knowledge I purchased in vain then helps......

Plus I never actually gave someone a massage.

Looking good.

Can it be done well?

"I may not be good, am I? I'm not used to people."

"It's okay. Mia's very good, but she's a little weak. That's why you were wondering if you wanted a boy to pressure you. Nevertheless, there was no boy around to ask for it. Well, you might want to let Mia know the trick when you get the chance."

"Does that mean you'll have my turn in the future?

"I'm going to, but what? You don't like it?

"I don't hate it..."

Don't you have more suitors than you? It was me who thought so.

Well, anyway...

"Okay, let's go."

Secure your hands to Mr. Makina's thin hips.

Even over the fabric, the shape of her hips is clearly conveyed.

I gently touched the bottom of my back with my thumb.

"Uh, is it around here?

"A little more, below"

"... Yes"

Gu, gently push your thumb in.

Ah.

This area is a little stiff.

"Huh... yeah, how's it going..."

"Here's the thing?

"- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"Ha, ha."

While adding and subtracting force, I can use it to force Gu, Gu, Gu.

"... what do you think?

"Oh, yeah... that's just about it... heh heh, what, you're not good at it unless you're used to it"

"... Hi"

"Huh, don't be alarmed... you're still a little overpowered, huh?

"Shh, excuse me"

"Oh, there... I feel so... Phew, hmm."

Can you do something about the tone of your voice?

I'm just massaging something, but it's strangely exciting.

Me in the first place, why are you doing this?

Oh, yeah.

I've come to determine the size of my leg.

You shouldn't.

I almost lost sight of my original purpose.

While raising and lowering the point of pressure as directed, at the same time slide your gaze from around Mr. Makina's leg to his toe.

I wear white knee socks, but I don't have a problem recognizing the shape of my feet.

That size, and if you don't burn the shape firmly into your eyes...

…………

And you have thin legs......

There was a white raw skin peeking between the skirt and the knee socks that slightly shifted my gaze.

Fine, smooth thighs.

Small glutes a little above that.

But - now my leg.

Only legs matter.

"Crohiko, why are you looking at my lower body so giddy?

"Ha!?

Mr. Makina stared at me with an astonishing half-eye.

"Yes, no, this isn't... eh"

"Hi. Sounds like you're looking right at my leg... is there something on my leg?

"Um..."

You can't have a bug in your leg.

It is obvious that some of them are white and there are no insects.

Not to mention if Mr. Makina hates bugs, she might scare her away.

That sounds like a malicious flirt and I kind of hate it.

but if you bulk out that you were identifying the size of your feet for a gift here, there's a surprise for you -.

"I like the legs of a beautiful girl."

"... feet?

"Yep. I've never met anyone with as beautiful a leg as Mr. Makina in my life... so I fell in love with him"

After I said it, I thought.

Is this it?!?

Is surprise something you have to protect until you throw away your hold as a person!?

but it's also true that when we get here, we can't pull back anymore.

…………

I just have to go.

"Hmm. Beautiful legs I first met in my life,"

"Yeah, I think it's a great leg like no other"

When Mr. Makina woke up, he sat back on the bed.

Then she dyed her cheeks as she rubbed her hair and pointed her little lips.

"As it were, well... I don't feel bad about you saying that."

but the next thing I was directed at was a light-hearted blaming gaze.

"But I can't believe my feet are the object of a preference, or something... or is it a normal preference in your world?

"No, I think it's special in my world..."

Well, in fact, I think Mr. Makina's feet are shaped enough to fall in love.

Enough to know even over Nieso.

but I'm not a foot fetish.

"Um... no more massages?

"You want to touch it?

"To?"

"So... my feet"

Mr. Makina stood on one knee.

The space between my thighs and my thighs peeking through my skirt is so critical that I turn away unexpectedly.

"If you want to touch it, though I'll allow it?

This.

A little chance, is that it?

"Yes, okay?

"You want me to rub it right instead? Oh...... should I take this off too?

Mr. Makina picks the edge of Niso and shows it.

Angle, it's dangerous - anyway.

Right.

At this point, we should already thoroughly analyze Mr. Makina's legs.

…………

You should, what is it?

No.

When I get here, I can't pull back anymore.

Be prepared.

Be strong.

That's what you decided.

I don't think so.

I said definitely.

"Please, I will"

"Okay. Wait a minute."

I'm going to take off the knee socks, Mr. Makina.

Me desperately shifting my gaze from the same dangerous space between my thighs.

I can see my face has a fever.

... you're less alert in strange places, this guy.

Hmm.

I wonder.

Is that proof that you trust me?

Mr. Makina finishes taking off his knee socks while he thinks about it.

Then the nappy leg with the skin of white magnetism, which was not stained, was exposed.

Oh, and Mr. Makina throws his leg forward.

"Well, please do it right"

Immediately after, Mr. Makina adds anxiety.

"Though I think the smell is fine in"

"Don't worry. It doesn't matter if it smells slightly."

The key is size.

"I see, you also include the smell..."

Hmm.

Although I can see some confusion, I don't feel disgusted.

Although I don't know what you mean by the statement that the smell is also included.

Speaking of smell though, this distance smells like someone else...... Mr. Makina smells like it.

I get a little thrilled with the slightly sweet aroma mixed with the scent of lavender.

Even though I dogged her like that, I did my hand on her toe in horror.

"Excuse me, I will"

Ooh... Something's dandruff.

The little swinging fingers line up nicely, and the nails close to the circle are carefully cared for.

"It's kind of weird how people touch your feet like this."

"But I'm very grateful."

reluctantly lift Mr. Makina's legs slightly, taking care not to see them in his skirt.

All right.

It's not just the eyes, it's the hands that remind you of the shape of Mr. Makina's legs.

I crush her left foot bump as I continue to observe.

The foot bumps I saw on the internet site certainly shouldn't be wrong here or here......

"Ah... there, it feels good"

"Doesn't it hurt?

"Yeah, I'm fine. But I'm surprised. That's what makes you feel better."

"I have all kinds of bumps in my legs, and it looks like they'll be healthier when I press them. I don't know if some places hurt."

"Heh... you had that knowledge together"

"Ha ha... it's mostly a burning blade though"

I also tried to stimulate some of the bumps in my legs that I remember in response to Mr. Makina's courtesy.

but each time she leaked a voice similar to gasp out of that thin peachy lip gap.

As I listened to that voice, I wondered if this was finally any bad, and I made the decision to break up the massage there.

"Let's get this over with... Ha..."

"... yeah. Pretty good, huh, Crohiko? You had an unexpected talent."

"It's an honor to compliment you."

I've already learned the shape of my legs.

Perfect.

I did a good job.

but did it have to be fulfilled and done so far...

That kind of suspicion has come up now.

If only I could see one pair of Makina's shoes... I wouldn't have come this far, but I could have seen the approximate size.

"Hey, Crohiko"

Mr. Machina, who had taken the knee socks that had been stripped away, stopped that hand and accidentally called out.

"Yes, what is it?

"Want to lick it?

"... what?

"You like feet, don't you? I thought you liked it enough to lick it."

Mr. Makina moisturizes his eyes with a loosely gripped fist on his mouth.

"I don't mind if you... You can do whatever you want with my legs, okay?

"No, don't worry, you just haven't gotten that far"

I made a serious look, clapped my hands out in front of me and poked no.

Even after this I tentatively try to get the sleigh of a perverse girl-foot enthusiast - there is an indelible line.

but still there was too much to lose.

There's no excuse left for me right now... from now on, I'm just going to have to shut up and carry this cross.

"You're lying, right?

"To?"

As soon as possible.

The look on Makina's face, who was like a maiden to be ashamed of until earlier, changed.

"If you were a hobbyist as I told you earlier... I don't think I'd turn down the current proposal without hesitation."

"Huh? Ahh."

Mr. Machina, arm-wrapped, mumbled and stuck his face forward.

The look is full of doubt.

"I felt uncomfortable along the way in the first place. I can't wipe away a little suspicion. But I was convinced it was a pale reaction to what I was doing. You... you don't have any special sexuality in your legs, do you? You're hiding something, aren't you?

The gaze of blame annoys me.

"Speak honestly."

So - washed up and confessed.

"In the meantime, I understand the situation."

That's what Mr. Makina nodded when I finished hearing the explanation.

I was sitting right on the bed, and I bow my head deeply.

"Excuse me...... I was in too much forward and backward unconsciousness driven by a mysterious sense of purpose"

"Though I was wondering if there was any reason because things were wrong"

Mr. Makina said he apparently began to feel uncomfortable as he watched my reaction.

He said he cared that he didn't seem too happy to be touching it instead of the foot fetish.

"It's just that, no, it was serious, so it was true... at first I almost believed it might be real"

"By the way... how long have you been uncomfortable?

"Maybe after a while after I take this off?

Didn't you intend to pinch the question at that point?

When I asked him that question, Mr. Makina leaked the evil, twitchy smile.

"It's getting interesting to watch you. 'Cause the reaction is adorable."

…………

He was having half the fun.

"So, but if I was... well, if it was real, how could you?

"I thought if I did, I could alert you with my feet... happy or unhappy, it didn't seem to happen"

Mr. Makina turning a grin with inclusions.

…………

If I were real, what the hell kind of route would have been waiting for me?

It's like I'm really worried... rather I don't want to know.

"Well, I'd like to express my gratitude for your concern that I wanted to surprise you with a gift. You must have been acting like you were thinking about me.

"I was going to, but something went wrong... I'm sorry"

Then Mr. Makina put her hand on his chin and began to think of something.

And

"If you feel sorry for me... how about you ask me one thing to apologize?

"... ok"

Let's accept any demands here.

"Bye -"

Sawdust, and spit.

I waited for Mr. Makina's next word.

"Join me and go buy shoes for that gift"

I blinked.

"To?"

"I'm telling you to go buy something for me with me. There's a destination store for shoes, so you and I can go directly to the store and have you pick it out on the spot."

"Oh, is that okay?

"... what impossibility did you think you could poke at?

"I spent six months cleaning all the school facilities, or...? I was wondering if they would demand that level."

Mr. Makina laughs bitterly.

"What a nasty woman I am..."

"Oh, no, that's what I felt like doing -"

I have something behind me, even if you just lie to her...

"Well, let's add another one."

"Was it extra?

"Oh, are you unhappy? You spanked my leg."

Mr. Machina looks at me with her eyes closed as she wraps her hair around her hands.

Living in those red eyes was a playful, mixed emotion.

But the expression 'I broke my leg' is amazing......

"Wow, I get it. Do... What's that extra?

"I will ask you to continue my rub-therapy role in the future. Whatever the motive, because it's true that your rubbing treatment felt good"

"… Copy that."

When it came to listening, the point was that I was just made to promise to go out and buy presents with him again for the day and to take on Mr. Makina's massage role on a regular basis in the future.

Hmm.

I can't get my head up on this guy.

I mean, my heart is wide, or something.

If I were to only recite the facts, I would have touched my legs all over them for another purpose...

Let me take it off to the knee socks at the end.

Normally, it's not strange to have a tougher reaction and punishment.

In that sense, it may take the form of being helped by Mr. Makina's generosity.

When we went back to the dean's office, we sat on the couch opposite each other.

"How about the next holiday when you go shopping?

And, mr. Makina has suggested.

"Next Holiday, is it?"

Everyone in the Ira squad is supposed to go to the Sheeras bathhouse the day before the holidays.

In addition, she was due to stay overnight, and Ms. Ira said the dissolution would be about noon the following day.

So if I could go, it would be evening.

"Um, are you okay from the evening?

"Yeah, fine. Then will you come to the dean's office at your convenience that day?

"Okay."

"Let's also have dinner on the way home. Of course, I'll pay for the meal, okay?

"Is that okay?

Kusu, Makina laughs.

"In times like this, keep your mouth shut and snort?

"Then… it will be a treat"

Combining his hands, Mr. Makina nodded satisfactorily.

"Nice."

After hearing more about the Knights of the Holy Trees, I greeted Mr. Makina and left the school director's office.

It was already dim outside.

It was also possible that I could still rendezvous with the Curiers in time, but I decided to go home quietly and rest today because I had not lost my fatigue due to the Eighth Curse.

Exit the main building and go home with a cool breeze stroking your cheeks.

It was completely dark around by the time I passed in front of the women's quarters.

The lights are leaking out the window of the house.

Looks like Mia's here already.

"I'm home."

I just opened the door to the house, and I opened my eyes.

"Ah, Master Krohiko..."

The dining room is puzzled by Mia's appearance.

And

- Who are you?

I'll be ready for the curse chant.

"Dear Krohiko... Isn't this someone you know?

"Yeah... this is the first person I've ever met"

"Also, I'm sorry. This one came to see Master Krohiko about half an hour ago. I asked if I could ask for the day again, but the -"

I saw someone sitting in a chair with Mia leaving her confusion on her face.

"My dear friend, it's what you said."

So I couldn't have left it there, could I?

But...

On the contrary, my friend, I don't even look like a man sitting in a chair.

"So, because I'm not going to cause any trouble, he wants me to wait here until Master Krohiko returns..."

The man sitting in the chair thumbed up Mia, who spoke with sincere sorrow.

"That's why. So nothing wrong with this lady. Don't blame him, okay? The only thing that's bad is always this me."

The man was wearing a school uniform.

The front of the uniform is open and the black clothes worn inside are peeking.

Who are you?

My name is Lokia.

Man - Lokia looked at me funny with those sharp triple-white eyes when she smiled invincibly.

"Is it easy to understand if you even name it Currier Verstein's hometown?

Mr. Currier's hometown.

I mean...

"Kukukuk, you're right. I'm from the Sixth House."

Rokia laughed as she combined her hands in front of her knees, peeking into her tongue.

"Nice to meet you. Forbidden Spell, Sagara Krohiko"