Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

"Momo!"

"Uh, okay, okay. Line up."

Since he had been away from the castle for a few days in the case of Linghua Village, it was awesome to be welcomed into the cowshed of Holstaurus.

Pulled enough to think I'd be screwed up and torn half my body apart.

I wanted to be so hot in the original world.

But Holstaurus... is a monster.

I threw something away even with monsters already, and thought maybe I could make a harem full of monsters, but the sight of them being taken from the tentacles or dissolved in the slime came to my mind, and I still gave up instantly because I couldn't.

"That's pampering."

I left it to Dee and Sophie and the others to milk while I was away, but they didn't do very well.

Looks like we milked ourselves to some extent, but take it. The height is less than half the usual. It still seems like I have to do it, squeezing the breasts that have grown once or twice in turn.

I can't wait to look at the milk that blows off nicely, and Holstaurus is forced to push his nipples against my mouth, so when I taste it very much, it spreads an unusual rich sweetness into my mouth.

Mmm, it's delicious. Light sweetness is good too, but sometimes this is how I might as well put a few days to sleep.

But Howlstaurus is going to hate it because his chest looks pampered and hard.

At the same time that I don't think it's in my stomach that the sweetness is intense, I'm sure the day will come when I'll be king of diabetes.

I understand your blood sugar levels before I do. I just want to pull a doctor off the hook.

More milked than usual, trying to get out of the cowshed with a puffy stored milk bucket, he held his body back from behind.

It seems pretty stressful in just a few days and it won't let me go.

"Mo!"

"I'm glad to hear it, but I have to go because the scary one's waiting for me."

While rubbing her munchkin tits, she plays for a while before grazing Holstaurus near the castle and descending into the basement of the castle because of the increased norm.

The dimly lit basement is lined with coffins brought in from Linghua Village.

Needless to say, these are the Black Dragon Squad johnsies.

Fire crystals are placed in the basement, temperatures so hot that they feel hot.

That's all to get their temperature up as soon as they wake up.

They undead don't have the ability to raise their own body temperature, and their body gets stiff in the morning when their body temperature drops the most, and their ability to think becomes zombie.

It was warming up the basement and making it this hot because they wanted me to awaken my thoughts early.

Through the sleeping coffin of the Black Dragon operative, he enters the room right next to him during the chatter, where a black stone coffin rests in the center of the room.

The interior of the room is spooky, reminiscent of demonic summonses, vampires, etc.

The girl sleeping hand in hand in the coffin is poorly blooded and has a blue-white face.

I think she's dead, but if you actually look into it, her body is just like a corpse.

A crisp body line in pitch-black hair. It would not be a lie that even the nobles have proposed.

Our chariot is undoubtedly a beauty, and other kings who want to brag to someone but are jealous may attack.

Actually, I'm not even laughing because I'm often attacked for pretty crappy reasons.

I sleep like I'm dead... I'm actually dead.

I'll try slapping Raylan's cheek with a petite, but he's not responding at all.

"Hey, live -"

What a novel way to wake up.

This guy stays dead, doesn't he? I think it is the dead person who told me to wake him up when this is the time.

"Are you sure you're okay?

I did say yesterday, "I'll wake you up in the morning about the eagle. Fine. I'll give you special permission to touch the eagle's body to be king, sir," he said.

Permission to touch my body means I can touch my tits, and I reach for Raylan's chest, which is dead thrilled in many ways.

I rub my tender and soft chest but nothing responds.

I've been rubbing it for a while but it doesn't look like the body will come back to life.

I thought your tits were soft and big and you felt good, but wait, isn't this some piece of shit that pranks on corpses?

You're not done with humans, are you?

If anyone sees this, there's no excuse.

The eyes of Raylan, who has never had a reaction at all when he thinks so, open up.

Wow - don't be scared to wake up, this guy...

"... ahh"

Hmm? No red eyes? And he's groaning like a zombie...

I have eyes with me right around the corner watching while I feel uncomfortable.

"Are you awake? Are you okay? I don't think so."

It is also a strange story that the corpse does not look well.

"but ahhhhhh!

"What, why!?

Raylan is forced to pull down when he grabs my chest.

Ah, do it. I don't have a sabel or anything because I have a round waist.

Awesome. I was alarmed! The possibility of this guy losing consciousness and jonesing again should have been well thought out. Besides, this is the basement, screaming doesn't get my voice to the ground.

When he pushes me down in the coffin, Raylan pushes his own lips as it is.

"Hmm!? Mm-hmm!?

Confused, something cold breaks into my mouth.

That's a tongue, isn't it? While I think, the abusive deep kiss continues to sound nasty in the basement.

If you realize it, you're pushed down, but your hands are coupled, and you're more like a pitiful boyfriend being forced down by a craving girlfriend than being attacked by a zombie.

"Mm... mmm..."

The creepy groans touch my glossy voice step by step, and the stiff joints of my arms hit me body by body without pinning and bending.

He was salivated around his mouth by a rough breath and finally let go of his face once.

"hahahahahahahahahahaha"

"So, are you okay?

Raylan's eyes are still red, his mouth is drooling with saliva, and his tongue is peeking sloppily.

It's hard to say that eyes like a carnivore were still satisfied, and right after I thought it might not work, Raylan again tries to hit her lips and kiss her.

At the same time, I wonder if she likes to kiss me unexpectedly, but my hands are slowly losing strength, so I turned my hands around her waist and pulled her closer.

"Huh..."

You were surprised to be hugged, or your tongue pulled in that was ravaging your oral cavity for a moment.

I try to escape, chew my tongue sweetly so I don't let you get away with it.

"Hmm... Huh..."

Would it have been long enough to keep your body close enough? I can see that Raylan's joints are getting softer gradually.

The joints in his arms, which remained pinned and strung, bent, his stiff hips softened and now he twists himself to enjoy the pleasure of kissing.

Okay, when this guy gets hot, he gets stiff. Notice that, reach for your still hard lower body, stroke and rub your buttocks to circle.

The legs, which were stiff as expected, also soften and entangle the legs and legs so that they are sweet.

Gradually, the cold tongue also regains heat, making it hot in Raylan's mouth as well.

It was bright red. My eyes gradually regained their original jade color too...... bit my tongue.

"Yay!!

I haven't bled, but I chewed quite as much as I wanted.

There is anger in Raylan's eyes at close range.

"You, wake the weasel up. I said," Who told you to get this far, sir? "

A girl who gives a voice closer to fright than anger. Apparently, he's back in consciousness.

"I'm telling you, you're the one who attacked me first!

"Why, eagle, the wonder I didn't bite you and make you undead, yo"

"Because you think you're horny."

When I say what I think, Raylan's goo pops into my face.

"I hate men without delicacies yo. Well, I hate all men, sir."

"You don't have to punch anything."

Well, but he seems high on coitspride, so maybe it's better if he just kisses and touches his body all he wants and gets hit.

With my sore nose down, I slip out of my coffin from under Raylan.

Raylan tries to get out of the coffin the same way, but he clings to the coffin helicopter.

When I hurriedly hug her, she's like a princess hug, and when the suck goo flies, I can read the flow and prepare for the pain and exert strength on her face.

"What are you looking so frivolous about, Ka? If you do that, you'll never see it, sir."

Isn't that too wordy? If you're sick, you're crying.

When Raylan sits at the coffin's heel, he touches his stiff own leg joint to make sure.

Your chinese slit is deep, so you're seeing blue pants.

I saw a butterfly lace and thought you had some good underwear.

"Just sleeping one night makes me so beefy, sir"

"After all, is that what stiffness is after death?

"Maybe so, sir. You don't have to sleep apart from eagles, but flesh is the same as humans, so if you're too bad, it breaks, sir. I have little pain in particular, and the weight of my body due to rigidity, but I have no dall at all due to fatigue, so I'm in danger of acting without sleeping because of my condition, sir."

"Your brain doesn't have to sleep, but you mean you have to sleep and recover from the fatigue you accumulate in your body"

"That's the thing, sir. But this is the only thing that hardens my body every morning, sir. Besides, I can't wake up on my own when my temperature is dropping. I need you to wake me up. Same as dead as it is, sir. Behind the king eagle."

Like I was told, I went around the back of Raylan.

"There's something I want to try, sir. Keep touching the eagle's chest."

"What, okay?

"You just did whatever you wanted, what more are you talking about, Al?"

Don't hesitate.

When I hugged Raylan's body from behind, I rubbed my chest.

This guy's clothes are so easy to rub on his chest.

Put your hands under your clothes and play with the chunky chest grabbed by me and swayed up and down.

"So, who can touch it raw!

"You can't?

"Well, not..."

She said something, but she rubs it without worrying.

"The eagle's prediction is that the sexy belt should be as dead as the pain, so it shouldn't be anything, sir"

Cool to say Raylan, but I don't think so.

He touched his chest and buttocks earlier and gradually became stiff.

I mean, it made me feel better and my body was getting hot. I mean, the sexy belt is alive.

Being aware of that, I do not hesitate to rub my chest and tease the protrusion that lies ahead.

"You, that's no good!

"That, are you feeling it?

"No way, sir! Don't be silly. All right!

"Aren't you okay, then?

"Gugu"

Don't hesitate to rub it, Raylan is blushing so much that he can see that he is very patient, scraping his legs together with his thighs.

"You're a cute one."

I whisper to him in his ear, "Ba, don't be silly. Okay!" and the answer returns as expected and I laugh.

I smiled pretending that I hadn't felt it while twirling myself, so I snapped up my chest protrusion all the time.

"Mm-hmm!!?

Look at this one with tears. It's just that you find out what you're feeling when you're angry here, so don't let your pride get in the way and say anything. I think he's a really cute one.

"But it's okay now, sir... or because I knew my sexy belt was dead too... hey, I don't feel anything, sir"

You could have said that well with a breath on your shoulder like that.

I think Raylan's blood has gotten so much better.

From blue-white skin, it becomes so blood-colored that you can't deal with very normal people, and you don't know what undead they say.

"Really? Shouldn't we be making some more sure?

When my hand strokes around Raylan's navel, it trembles with a bicum.

"Don't get on with it. Okay!

Raylan's unleashed elbow struck me brilliantly directly in the nose, stayed put and fell back, hit me in the head with a coffin, and fell.

"So, it's okay, Ka? Besides my thoughts, I'm in, sir."

"No, I'm fine"

Karma, it would be the one about getting too on track.

"Are you mad Al?

Raylan asks this one with a rare and worrying look.

"No, I'm not mad"

But I was surprised that I felt a little low and angry.

"I knew you were angry, sir"

"It's okay, 'cause I'm not mad. Oh, yeah, we're hot springs all the time, so if you want to warm up, you should take a morning bath. Even if you're stiff, you can go to the bathroom."

Well, I'm done waking up Raylan, and now I want to see how the new Amazonas are doing...

I thought so. When I tried to return my heel, the hem of my clothes was pulled.

"After all, King is angry, sir. I'm angry because I hit you, sir."

"So you're not angry, you're a surprisingly persistent one, too."

I meant to say it with a laugh, but it seemed to take the persistent part seriously, and I could see twitching tears in my jade eyes.

"I'm sorry, are you crying?

"Huh? I'm not crying, sir!

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I said.

"Cry... no sir..."

Oh, no. I'll break it.

Worn out and tears spilled, which made me cry at a level I couldn't help myself anymore.

"Because the king... will be angry... bad sir"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be angry, but it might have looked a little angry breezy"

Seeing Raylan become a guzzle, I realize for the first time that he is surprisingly mentally weak.

Is it the recoil that has stood above people before? I didn't expect you to cry so easily so far.

Or is it becoming undead and emotionally unstable?

If there was a child crying from Freya before, I heard she would stop crying naturally if she glanced at the cause of that crying. I think so.

I'm just sure I'm the cause of this crying, so will you recover naturally after if I go somewhere?

I gently let go of Raylan's hand grabbing the hem, slowly lagging back, then it seemed brilliantly counterproductive and the tear momentum clearly increased.

Fooled.

"About the eagle...... hate ca?

"I don't hate you"

"Oh well... good sir..."

Makes me cry and smile as I say it was good. The look inspires guilt that has made me cry.

Trouble. I've never had a girl cry, so I don't know what to do.

But if you're not hated, you shouldn't stop communicating.

I pulled Raylan's body and held him.

If you don't like it, Goo should fly or cry extra.

But both anticipations come off, and even though I say guzzle, I slip my face away like a child.

"Okay, okay, I'm not mad at you."

I've stopped crying a little.

All right, I'm gonna hold you in good shape.

Hold up Raylan's light body and keep stroking him with a good boy as he strokes his back.

If you look from the side, you'll want to tell me what the hell the situation is.

He keeps all his weight with me and sticks around.

"The eagle, the undead. If the king hates me, I have nowhere else to go..."

"Well, you're getting sensitive around there. I'm sorry. But I won't kick you out because I'm undead."

"The eagle, you creep in the morning. Zombies don't get involved much, sir."

"Oh, good thing I'm unconscious, I rubbed my tits so bad"

"I'll let you rub as much as you want, sir,"

"That would be appreciated"

"Whatever you want, sir... even if the king wants... you can use anything else freely, sir"

Whoa, there's nothing going on in there.

"Sorry sir, say something creepy...... eagle corpse sir. It's no fun messing with corpse bodies, sir."

Apparently, negative thoughts go around my head.

I like Raylan.

"Thank you, sir. But you don't have to, sir."

"No, honestly, I thought I'd mess it up more when I wasn't aware earlier. Actually, you're new to kissing."

When I teach that, I get more cuts and redness on Raylan's cheek.

Holstauros has munchkins every day, but that means no cans.

"Oh, sorry, sir. With eagle lips or something. You shouldn't because of this, sir. I'll snuff it off now, sir."

Because of the rumbling on the hug, we swung and fell in the coffin.

"I'm so sorry, sir, for taking away the king's first time with such crude stuff"

I snatched that lip because I was about to cry again.

"Stop, sir! You can't kiss me because I'm dirty!

"It's not dirty!

To put it strongly, Raylan's body reacts with Bikun.

And accept the kiss as you do.

When I let go of my mouth, Raylan was crying polly again.

"No?"

"I don't hate it, sir. Glad, sir. I'm so glad you treated me like a weasel, sir..."

I repeatedly kissed him in the coffin and the act continued until the girl stopped crying.

After a while, Raylan shyly jumped out of the coffin to see if his usual condition had returned.

"Mi, I showed you the ugly. Forget it. All right."

"You're getting warm in your mouth when you're kissing."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Forget it! Forget it, sir!!

I hold my head and head back into the coffin. You're gonna break my head.

Surprisingly, I thought it was intelligent poisonous tongue system, but I think it's a humane guy.

"What do we do in the morning? Should I come and wake you up?

"... embarrassed to be seen in the morning eagle"

"Then..."

"But I want to wake up to the king"

"Oh, then I'll be here in the morning. Maybe I can't go and Simon can."

"Stop. If that One One was in front of you when you woke up, you could be surprised and blow your neck off, sir."

Don't bother with Splatta in the morning.

"Then I'll wake you up, Black Dragon Team..."

Raylan asks this one with a flicker while saying so.

Somehow, I know what that means.

When I spread my hands gently, Raylan jumps and showers me with a hot kiss.

"Best kiss in the morning, sir. You may have been glad you died the first time, sir."

After a while of flirting, I feel a gaze from somewhere.

Black Dragon Squads peered through the entrance to the room.

It's been a pretty good time, so I guess the Black Dragons have been up on their own.

"They're watching me so bad."

"!? Mi, don't look, sir!

"All the captains are sloppy, so are we..."

"This is a captain privilege, sir!

Rarely power? wielding, Raylan chases the Black Dragons around with a red face.

Stiffness will be fine if you move all that.

Whatever it is, I think you've got more people to work with.