Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"Ugh... Ugh"

"What's going on? Are you coming?

With his face turned bright red, Sei could not move on the spot.

Indeed, ear scratches and knee pillows are a covenant between Syndicate and Sai, but rather what Sai himself wanted.

And beyond.

But when I did, my heart was moving too much and Sai couldn't move her body.

Once I laid a knee pillow on Syndicate at school, Syndicate forced me to do so, so I had no problem with it.

"Ah... you know, ear scratches. I need to get my ear scratches ready. I'll find you!

Buy time.

Wanting to get a reprieve to be ready, Sei tries to find an ear scratch that doesn't even know where it is.

"I'm ready. Ear scratches, cotton swabs, and all the other stuff you might need, like a wet tissue."

There was a set of things at the table in front of the couch where Syndicate was sitting that she was likely to use to scratch her ears.

"Ugh..."

"Come quickly."

There's nothing else I can do to buy you time.

Sai walked away from making noise for some reason and arrived in front of the couch.

"Ugh..."

"Go ahead."

Syndicate urges the seats to be seated on Sei, who remained in front of the couch, solidified and motionless.

"Excuse me, I will"

Slowly, Sei sits carefully on the couch, as if sitting on a chair made of sand. Grabbing his fist firmly on his knees, Sei doesn't move.

"Um."

"Hiya!?

He was called out by Syndicate, and Sei reacted his body, as he jumped up.

"Hey, what is it?

"No, hands. If you don't back off, I can't put my head on it."

Syndicate points to the hand she was stubbornly riding on Sei's lap.

"Ah... excuse me"

After holding or opening his hand on his knees so as to relax the muscles that were solidifying, Sei moves his hand next to his thick crotch.

"... go ahead"

Exhale, be ready, Sai says.

"Come on."

Without hesitation, and reluctantly, Syndicate put her head on top of Sei's thick crotch as she pointed toward the table.

"Hih!?

Moments, numbness runs on the sei.

The weight, warmth and feel of the hair on the head of the syndicate, transmitted from over the fabric of the skirt.

Those pieces of information mix up and serve as a signal to reach Sai's brain.

It beats faster. The feeling becomes clearer and clearer.

Even the feel of every single piece of Syndicate's hair irritates and causes Sei to wiggle.

their senses, the signal is that the sensations, the stimuli, are more potent than once before when the syringe was knee-pillow, and

(warm......)

It was a tranquil thing for Sai.

"... what's wrong?

"... no"

Gradually, Sei has regained his composure.

That makes me wonder and want to do something to Syndicate's head, which is now on top of Sai's thick crotch.

Sai tried to scratch Syndicate's ear as promised.

"Ah..."

But Sai doesn't have anything.

The ear scratch is placed on the table in front of you.

When I sat down, I forgot to pick it up.

(... will it arrive?

A little, to an ear scratch that had been placed far away, Sei stepped out and reached out.

"Hmmm...... duh. I got it."

Sei, who managed to obtain an ear scratch that was in a critical position, so much so that his outstretched hand trembled, saw Syndicate, along with the satisfaction he had accomplished.

"... what's going on? Hold your nose."

Soon, Syndicate had her face up, and she held her nose by her hand.

The face is slightly red.

"No, because it was more amazing than I imagined..."

"Was it awesome?

What is Syndicate talking about?

Think a little sai.

"... ah!?

Sei, who derives the answer, rushes, holding his own chest.

"Maybe..."

"You pushed me, didn't you? I thought I was gonna die a little bit."

I thought I was going to die. It is a syndicate with a satisfying grin for the person who is saying it.

"On purpose, is it?

On that smile, Sei, whose slightly irritating emotions have boiled down, asks Syndicate right.

"Well. Better hurry up."

Syndicate put her face back at the table to tease.

"... already!

Sai restarts his mind and begins to scratch Syndicate's ear.

Cleaning someone else's ears was the first experience for Sai, and in that sense there was another tension, but when I started having trouble, ear scratching was surprisingly a fun thing.

For six whole days, the uncleaned Syndicate's ears have accumulated more earwax than I thought, just scratch it out a little, and the earwax is removed as funny.

Sei was obsessed with Syndicate's ear scratch if she noticed.

"Mmm... hey, the tissue..."

Sei tries to reach for the wet tissue that Syndicate had prepared on the table in an attempt to wipe out the removed earwax.

"Ah..."

So, Sai remembers.

If you keep reaching, you'll also push your chest against the syndicate.

Sai stays trying to reach out and becomes immobile.

"What's going on? Hurry up."

"Knock..."

I can't ask for that look because Syndicate is looking at the table, but Syndicate is probably smiling ill-willed right now.

"Ugh... uhh"

Framed, regrettable, but it won't stay like this forever.

Sei reaches for the wet tissue on the table while extending her spine and keeping her chest from hitting Syndicate's face as much as possible.

"Ugh... Ugh"

But if that's the case, it won't arrive.

The wet tissue on the table is too far to hit Syndicate's face, and, besides, Sei's breasts are too big.

"Ugh... already!

It's better to move slowly, the muscles drain.

The unbearable Sai stretched his body quickly.

At the same time, the feeling of something hitting your chest hard spreads.

"Ugh......!

Sai managed to get a wet tissue, but her face turned bright red.

"... Welcome."

As I said I didn't know about Sai, I heard a distracted voice from Syndicate.

(Ko... of...!

Sei desperately suppresses when she hears the voice and the frustration tries to turn into anger.

On his chest, the feeling of Syndicate's face hitting him remained paralyzed.

Sei resumes her ear scratch.

I felt frustrated and angry, but as I felt more excited than that, Sai cleansed Syndicate's ears.

And Sai, who thought he had finished taking the coarse earwax, once again realized his failure.

"Cotton swabs are on the table."

Have you guessed, or is this part of the plan too?

Syndicate points to Sei's failure.

Syndicate moved her face and looked at Sei.

"Good luck."

Syndicate holds his hand and brings it next to his face small.

"Ugh..."

Resenting the remorse he had been framed three times and his manuke he hadn't noticed, Sei reached for the cotton swab on the table and pressed his chest against Syndicate's face, which was niggling.

"Ha... that's it, this side is over"

The sai, then made of cotton swabs and finished with

I manage to finish the ear scratch on one side of the syndicate even though I get scattered eyes.

Cotton swabs and tissues, I got every box properly, so there's no more stuff on the table that looks like it could be used for an ear scratch.

I don't have to worry about pushing my chest against Syndicate anymore.

"Well, then."

Hearing Sai say it's over, Syndicate lifts her head a little.

In keeping with that, Sei also tried to sit back.

I wanted to reposition the sofa to clean the ears on the other side of the syndicate.

But Syndicate, with her head slightly up, turned her face and lowered it down over Sei's thick crotch again.

"To?"

With Syndicate changing her face, Sai is certainly able to clean Syndicate's opposite ear.

But the fact that Syndicate, who has been pointing toward the table, is pointing toward the other way around means that Syndicate is pointing his face at Sei now.

Put your face on your thick crotch and it's pointing toward Sai, which means, therefore, right in front of Syndicate's face now, you have Sai's groin.

"Him!? Hey, senior!? The boulders..."

"Because it's good, continue. Quickly."

Syndicate had her eyes closed.

Listening to Sai's protest, there's no indication at all that he'll move.

Sai was to start ear scratching on the opposite side of the syndicate, feeling his beat, which should have subsided, was moving faster than ever before.