Sekkusu & danjon! ! ~ Wagaya no chika ni, H kaisū = reberu no danjon ga shutsugen shita

"Ha..."

Sunset abundantly, 9pm.

I sighed deeply and loudly as I sat on the bench at the deserted station.

...... no matter how long, that kid won't come.

The train that came confirmed inside as much as possible, but she was nowhere to be found.

Finally, the final train.

(What are you doing, me...)

I look up to heaven unexpectedly and regret it.

Stick in a deserted station till this time, just to have sex, even though you were fed by 'Dungeon's Will'?

Besides, even though there's no guarantee I'll see you?

That's what I knew from the beginning, but my actions are a lot of assholes.

Besides, I have four kids who make it easy for me to have sex, and I can dissipate as much as I want.

The need to rape that kid was pretty thin, too.

... notwithstanding, this is how I'm still waiting for a chance... after all, is that ballet dance still burning in my eyes?

Beautiful rhythm of young flesh.

That dance was artistic, but at the same time, the 'value' of her flesh was well represented.

It would also be natural for me to want to taste it.

(Nevertheless, the final train is now next. I just have to go home......)

I sigh again, get up and stretch my back.

If I could meet that girl, I would have used the "Dream Demon Builds Bells” at this station, but I don't get that chance anymore.

If we could see each other on the next train, it would be the final train, and if we did that, we would both be unable to go home.

Game set, my loss.

As we waited, a few minutes later, the train broke into the home as scheduled.

…………

Feeling tired, get on the train.

There's nobody else in this vehicle.

It's just that I almost gave up already, and I no longer had the strength to go looking for that kid in another vehicle.

(See even the horny pictures of everyone......)

Sit deeply in your seat, take out your smartphone and open 'Ook'.

Lined up are the "You had a great date" messages I had with everyone a few hours ago.

Apparently, everyone has memories of me being alone to get ready for some surprise.

The message of the four of us is just a little floating.

Scrolling straight up, a large number of images of the four underwear and skin tone appeared.

... Uhm, it's a great group after all, "Ooku".

I can only thank Akitsu for making it.

"Hmm...?

But then, my smartphone shuddered.

New message to 'Ooku'......?

I tap the screen and confirm it.

The sender is... Natsuno?

The contents...

"But I wonder what it's like to have a ballet kid's cock, like that kid at the dance show..."

"Buh!?"

Unexpectedly blows into the text of a message that pokes at its core.

No way, 'Dungeon Will' is taking over again?

... No, I'm talking about Natsuno, who's sketchy about hiding.

It may not be so strange to send such a message.

But the smartphone vibrates continuously.

'Well... isn't that awesome?

'Yeah. The hip and cock muscles are connected, so I think the tightening is strong'

"It looks tight."

... Are these kids losing their shame because they have too much sex?

The facial muscles unwittingly draw on the four people involved in plain obscenity.

Anyway, Natsuno didn't expect to be on this topic until the other three.

Sure, I've said things like "all four of us are in different shape" before, and maybe we're all quite interested...

"... haha"

Somehow, a weird laugh leaks.

I just feel a little out of my shoulder strength.

And now I know very well that I'm too weird to be in the mood.

I guess my expectations and tension were mixed and my body was getting into strength.

Calm down and take a deep breath, the fatigue also made me wonder lighter.

"Phew…………… OK"

Serve your smartphone in your pocket and stand up.

Thanks to all of us, we got a little bit of energy back, and let's give it a little bit of a final lift.

Easy, easy.

Let's take a look around at another vehicle as well, feeling like "maybe one level higher".

I go straight to the edge of the vehicle and move to the next vehicle.

Again, there are no other passengers.

Sometimes it's a half country route and there are only six vehicles, and you'll be able to check them all out soon.

……

... and my last raise, incredibly, seems to have succeeded brilliantly.

of the rear-rear vehicle, the seat in the corner of the corner.

Oh, my God, there was that blonde ballerina girl dressed in private clothes.

Conveniently, there are no other passengers in this vehicle.

"... hmm? Oh, daytime hot guy."

"Also, hot guy......?

Ballerina girl who realizes this one exists and raises her voice.

My eyelids are open as a little surprised, and my crisp blue eyes stare at me.

The jacket is a long sleeve t-shirt with a border pattern and a black mini skirt at the bottom.

The raw legs were very dazzling and the dress looked good, but the outfit over here is attractive enough.

Even the characteristic blonde blue eye may have the right vibe.

... but what a direct balloon expression 'hot guy' is.

I'm glad you remembered, but the way you remembered it, I wonder what a little bit.

Besides, I didn't know you'd put that in your mouth in front of him...

"Yay. Uh, hi at the amusement park."

"Haha, guys. What happened to the girls you were with? No way, did I freak out?

The ballerina girl smiles back at my greeting as she sits in the seat across the street and asks jokingly as she is.

I don't know... it's a very frank attitude.

I've never had a conversation, but I can feel the psychological distance so close that I don't think so.

Maybe he's a pretty nostalgic kid.

I answered the question, guessing the character of the person.

"I forgot something a little bit, and so I asked everyone to go home first. I noticed it was late. It ended up being this time."

"Oh, I see. Heh heh, you're pretty little."

"Well, yeah. Perhaps so."

I nod as I scratch the back of my head at the smiling ballerina girl.

Around what a word 'hey' is used, this kid is still a master of Japanese.

Perhaps, although foreign blood is mixed, it was raised in Japan.

Nevertheless, I feel this frankness is peculiar to foreigners, and I don't know exactly where.

Anyway, I decided to ask him his name first.

"Uh, I'm Kenhei Saino. And you?"

"My name is Tsuyusaki. Feel free to call me Tsuyusaki. Everybody calls me by name."

"Okay. But... Umazaki? Could it be..."

"Yeah, well, I'm ashamed to do one of the daughters of the gardener of the Umesaki Highland Park"

With that said, Mr. Umebasaki laughs, haha.

I see, are you doing a dance show on that edge?

I honestly thought that amusement park would be a waste, but I'm convinced that you're the only daughter of the gardener.

... But I can't believe you're helping your parents with their work at this age, Mr. Umekizaki may be a pretty filial child.

It's a holiday, and even Mr. Umekizaki should want to hang out with friends.

Yet the performance was diligent, and I still don't see a rash look at all.

She must be a very healthy, innocent, well-minded girl.

(Uh-huh...)

I don't know...... bumping lust on such a good kid, is it okay?

I haven't figured out everything about my personality yet, but I'm just getting a little carried away, too.

But that's when Mr. Umekizaki comes up to me and says, "Hey, hey."

"Kahei is my dance, what did you think? Let me know what you think!

"Huh? Uh-huh, thoughts..."

Just a quick thought to a sudden request.

It would be a natural desire as a ballet dancer to know how my act was.

Even for me, I want to answer this honestly.

But Yukizaki-san's good dance is, in fact, hard to describe in words.

The word "it was beautiful" is not enough, and I feel different about getting it done with a "good" word.

"It was horny," of course, NG.

I had no choice but to say as much as I could.

"Right... my body was soft, my movements were supple to my toes... then I used the whole stage and it was flying like a spring was on my feet...?

…………

Mr. Yukizaki shuts up about my feelings.

Serious expression.

Based on my thoughts, are you looking back at your act?

Maybe there's just something professional about being entrusted with the stage just right.

But Mr. Umekizaki eventually smiled nicely.

"Thank you, Kahei! That was so helpful!

... What a pleasant smile.

My thoughts belong to an amateur, but Mr. Umekizaki still seemed happy with them.

I accidentally scratched the back of my head and smiled back.

"Oh well. Then I guess I'd be happy to come this way."

"Haha, because the next time you come to our amusement park, you'll hear your thoughts, definitely! I'm waiting for you!

"... could that be, a sales talk?

"Half of it is. But half of it, I just really want to hear what Kahei thinks. Hehe, we don't have many customers. Actually, I can't really hear your thoughts."

With that said, Mr. Yukizaki smiles with a mixture of shame.

It's a way of laughing with a little bit of dye on your cheeks and the side you're looking at makes you feel unexpectedly dodgy.

(This kid would be absolutely hot......)

An attractive smile brings such certainty with nature.

Looks good, personality good, blonde half ballerina.

Now if I wasn't hot, who would be hot?

If I hadn't been surrounded by four beautiful girls from time to time, too, I'd have fallen in love easily.

... Though, this also weakened the hesitation in me a bit.

If she's this attractive, there's a good chance she'll have a boyfriend.

And it's not unlikely you're losing your virginity.

There shouldn't be a problem if I taste it for a bit.

Of course, unfortunately, there is no chance of being a virgin.

(... but the question is, where do you do it?)

Rotate your head while somewhat observing the inside of the vehicle.

Many trains these days have surveillance cameras on them, and sometimes that's cleverly hidden.

This vehicle doesn't have a surveillance camera as far as pussy goes, but you should stop having sex on the train.

And this train, the final train.

If you get off on the way down, you're in big trouble.

Then the aim is... a transfer station?

"Where does Subweave get off? I'm three stops away..."

"Oh, I'm there, too. There's a house just off the station."

... What a convenience.

I answered, "Heh, yeah," posing as a casual wind, gasping in my heart.

Though its stations intersect the two routes, they are sufficiently rural, with many grasses and shades.

This is exactly the time, and there shouldn't be any crowds.

When you leave the station, "Dream Demon Builds Bells” will allow you to have sex without any problems.

(Plus my transfer has a lot of time. Let me freshen you up and then we'll go home)

With that in mind, I kind of touch the bag I brought.

The lotion for insertion is also brought properly to end the act within the effect time of "Dream Demon Makes Bells”.

Besides, while waiting for Mr. Umekizaki, I managed to go to the convenience store after looking at the gaps in the timetable, and I have purchased a condom.

Ring the bell, attach the condom to the meat stick, apply the lotion and insert, ejaculate after plenty of fun, properly end after, end.

Perfect plan.

Besides, "Dream Demon Makes Bells” has the ability to "Never Let You Detect Events During Effective Time," and it's fine if the aftermath is somewhat blurry.

Even if the secret place is wet, Mr. Umayasaki won't notice it at all.

(All right, I'm gonna fuck you......!

Let the flames of desire burn secretly in your heart as you continue to chat under the guise of calm.

This supple and soft body of Mr. Umebasaki will only be mine for ten minutes.

And that moment, it's almost there.

"Haha, Kahei's parents are weirder than our parents!

Yukizaki laughs innocently, unaware of the inside of this one.

I snuck my hand in my pocket and gently stroked the "Dream Devil made the bell” as I continued my conversation with Mr. Yukizaki.

... and in about twenty minutes.

The train arrived at the desired station.