Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

Time is running out. If it's fun, it's more special.

"Now back to the castle. If there's anything I can do for you, please don't hesitate to let me know"

After your audience had graciously closed the carriage door quietly with Pathan.

And a little later, a two-headed hoof began to sound, and the carriage slowly moved out.

"Ha hoo..."

A skinned, face-to-face seat separate from the luggage car I was using when I came to Auschnell. My sister and I each sit opposite each other in a six-passenger carriage made of sandalwood.

"Ha, this is an amazing carriage too..."

After I went to the clothes store with my sister's guidance and became my sister's dressing doll for about two hours plenty of time there, I bought a few clothes that made me stand out and left the store behind. By then the sun was starting to set and we headed to the carriage station.

It was the roofed carriage with the castle that was parked there, and that's exactly what I'm on right now.

I hear your sister was here from the church in this carriage, and your lord has been waiting for us ever since.

"Yeah, right. It's very different from the carriage that Gortmund used to tow."

"That's it, it's full of handmade feel and I like it..."

The carriage I was using when travelling from Sorletta Ritta to Auschnell was a modified luggage truck for hay. The cover for snoozing the storm was also made appropriately by everyone buying ingredients.

But the carriage I'm riding is different. I can just see that it was made by skilled craftsmen over a corresponding amount of time.

The polished sandalwood walls and ceilings are carved with delicate floral patterns. But it's not just that, by the way, it's even a gorgeous decoration that seems to be caused by gold leaves, and I don't care if it scratches.

"Are you nervous, Iris?

"Uh... yes. Well, I... well, of course, but I've hardly ever ridden a carriage like this..."

As I sit chocolate in the middle of my seat, like the cat I've borrowed, my sister gets a cushy laugh.

"Right. But you don't have to worry so much."

... but I don't know your sister, who is a nobleman. How nervous a born commoner is about a luxury product.

I have a lot of rings fitted in my fingers. If the carriage is shaking and we hold hands on the wall or something... It's just horrible to think about.

"Yes..."

Still nodding, her sister shifted her ass to the side as she shrunk her shoulders as small as she could.

"Iris."

And he called me, and pounded your own knee.

"Come."

……

I don't care what you ask, okay. That's forgiveness for knee pillows.

"If you were lying down, you wouldn't be worried you might get hurt, would you?

Foreword withdrawn. Your sister knew you well. Feelings of the common people. And more importantly, about me.

"Yes..."

I lifted my hips to jump and face to face...... moved next to my sister. And I stare at my knee wrapped in my sister's skirt.

"What's going on? Is there anything on it?

"Yes, what..."

"Really? Well, look... come on"

Your sister said so again and slapped her knee. The first time I had a knee pillow for my sister was shortly after I came to Auschnell, still on the carriage.

Since then, I have occupied the taste of knee pillows, and every time I get a chance, I have given my sister knee pillows.

But they never told me to come. Again, something like a real feeling that it was my place came up and made me happy.

"Well, then... excuse me"

Put that down and lie down with Cotten. The seats that the three of us can afford are wide enough for me to lie down.

"Heh heh, you kind of remind me of the first time I had a knee pillow. I was so nervous..."

"Wouldn't that be the same for your sister?"

……

……

"Oh, yeah. At that time... because it was sudden... Sally, your sister really likes to make fun of people... she's gonna get in trouble."

"Haha, that's true. But...... I appreciate Saluena. Thanks to you, Mr. Rose... it wasn't. My sister gave me a knee pillow."

Unlike then, I have my back head to my stomach. I really want to bury my face in my sister's stomach, but I can't afford to put my foot in the seat on a boulder, and I declined.

"... right"

Your sister puts her hand on my head and begins to caress me. Sooo... sooo... and the sound of your sister's fingers combing her hair, tickles her ears.

"Sally, your sister is... a really great person. Meet her is one of the luckiest things I've ever seen in my life."

Looking up sideways, your sister also looked down at me and came.

"Your sister likes Saluena."

"Yeah, of course I love it."

When I heard the word I loved from your sister's mouth, my breasts... took it quietly. The kind of jealousy I remember when I was in Sorletta Ritta is not in my chest right now.

"Me too, I like Saluena"

"Yeah, I guess so. For us... that person is a respectable sister. Occasionally… although I find it frustrating when it comes to some words and deeds"

When I mouthed the second half, your sister's face wasn't laughing. But that would be a joke, a humor, about being your sister to make me laugh.

"Haha, really... you don't have the temperament to saluena"

So I laugh. Forget the tension, make your feet bluff. Keep your head on your sister's soft, good smelling knees......

"If you were dictating another woman besides us, tell me, would you? 'Cause the next time I do that, I'm supposed to be punished."

"... haha..."

...... hmm? Punishment? A joke... what is it? This is a good place to laugh, right? Hey, Saluena? Is this okay? I don't want to see Saluena getting slapped in the butt, do I?

"Iris."

"Oh, yes? What is it?

I turned my face slightly upwards, keeping my gaze crossed. Then my sister's finger, who was stroking her hair, accompanied my cheek and... lips.

"I'm just as lucky to meet you as I am to meet your sister, Sally."

"Sister..."

"No, or... more than that"

Your sister narrows her eyes and peeks into my face. stroked my lower lip many times with white long (...) or (...) fingertips.

"I love you, Iris"

My index finger presses my lips. Many times so as to ascertain the feel.

My hand touched the sacred mark lowered from nature and my neck.

Your sister put this in me that day. He didn't wait for me to reply, and by putting it around his neck, he made me his own.

So your sister called it a symbol of perseverance.

But this chain never came off that day.

Whether you're asleep, dressed, eating rice, studying at school or taking a bath...... all the time.

I continue to belong to your sister, of my own free will.

"Yes. Me too...... I love you. Sister."

I lowered my finger to my answer and my sister crawled her finger to her chin. And stroke slowly, as if to soften the cat.

"Hey, Iris. Will you listen to me?"

"Yes. What is it?

I, like a cat then, do my best to sweeten your sister. I rub my head against my knees, closing my eyes, stroking more and sticking out my jaw.

"I... why, I left home"

……

The eyes that were closed opened.

At the end of her gaze, her sister's face, which looks at the ceiling as a background,... The dark sad color that I saw well the first time I met her, seeped in.