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

Team leader, a few hours later...

The interview continued until late at night, and I was freed of being suddenly attacked by a crazy squad leader.

The squad leader was naturally not acquitted and was to be heavily punished.

I'm probably sorry about the cat.

The self-abandoned squad leader exposed that Christopher was a woman, but naturally she was back to being a man, so the squad leader wasn't dealt with because he was crazy after all.

In decent terms, they might have trusted you, but if you were swinging iron pipes around with your lower half rounded out, you'd think anyone would have gone mad.

After the hearing, I was taken back to the holding cell by a guard.

The lights out time is too long, passing through the dark cells where the lights go out.

Surprisingly, the guard pushed me into Cliff's cell instead of his usual cell.

"Um, why are you here?

"The man who was there will never come back"

"What happened?

"Dead... I have better eyes. It's none of your business. Come on in."

The guard left behind something like a horror movie, locked up in a cell and left.

Cliff, who was in a dim cell, is also taken aback by surprise.

"... Yikes, I think I'm going to live here"

"Oh, yeah. The next person is really good for you..."

"Good?

"No, I... I can trust you..."

The face of Cliff is entirely that of a maiden.

My chest almost squealed for a second. Wait, calm down, he's a man... now.

"Oh well."

I'm not sure. Sweet air dominates the narrow cell.

I already know Cliff is a woman, and I know she's known too.

But now that I'm manipulating you, should I treat you as a man? No, is it not good to treat women in the first place?

With that in mind, Cliff sat on the cold floor, triple-fingered and bowed his head to me.

"Thank you so much for the squad leader... I think if you hadn't come, I would have been in big trouble"

"I'm sorry. I can't help him any sooner."

"Because you came... To me, you're the Prince of the White Horse."

"Ha, white horse..."

In my head came a look of me like Lord Bakara, Hihi ~ n and a foolish horse hissing and a refreshingly cheeky idiot.

If I told Orion or Sophie, I'm sure she'd laugh enough to screw her belly off.

"Ugh, yeah."

Cliff raised the lattice on his back as he coughed one.

I wondered what was going on, and he took off his prisoner's clothes and showed them naked.

"Duh, did you?

"Oh, um... you did say you'd have my family to thank for helping me, didn't you?

"Like I said that. Like I didn't say that."

"Yes, thank you now... because I will"

When Cliff held down only his important parts with his hands, his whole body glowed lightly, and Cliff, you were Chris.

I don't know what you're talking about, but I don't know what you're talking about either.

Though the crisp face is not involved, the whole body is rounded and the woman's unique chest and creased hips, big buttocks and flesh are completely feminized.

"You can be a woman in such a flash."

Confused I somehow got that simple feeling.

Illuminated by a slight light from the lattice window, her glossy curves are exposed.

The face is the second one, whether it's when the man is or not, but the body will no longer be exaggerated by saying it's someone else.

It's dark and understandable, but I can only clearly tell that her face is bright red.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I've lived as a man for so long, I really don't know what to do at times like this."

Her body is stiffened by tension and shame so much that her heart sounds are likely to be heard this way, her shoulders trembling in small pieces.

I stretch my fingers softly and touch Chris' chest. It is quite elastic and very soft.

Whenever I poke a tungtung in my chest, Chris is cute too, trembling like he's being freaked out and lighter current.

Somehow I feel disloyal, seemingly pranking my beautiful sister all I want.

But I like that.

"Ah... um..."

Tumble with upper milk, lower milk, stomach, hips, legs.

I couldn't bear this anymore, and when I touched her chest to rub it with my palms, Chris' body bounced big.

"Oh, um..."

She looks at this one with her eyebrows bent to the letter (c) and bright red to her ears, with her ruffled eyes.

"Ya, be gentle... do... Please… I will"

A voice that is small and likely to miss hearing. But the wish squeezed out with the hot exhale is going to ignite this one the other way around.

I thought it might be in the cause of the distortion of the squad leader.

Biting your index fingers to keep your voices from leaking, and rubbing your legs together, it's not strange to be sadistic.

This is going to be a long night.

That's what I think, I find a blue mole on her neck, back, arms, belly, legs, where she stays.

The scar worn by the squad leader remains vivid, desperately concealing it and probing into Chris's heart, who was suffering in a state where no one could ask for help.

"... were you violently wielded every day?

"What... Ugh, yeah... Squad Leader, if I resist, you will forgive me just by beating me up."

"That would not be forgiving. I just think it's crazy to hit such a beautiful body."

I stroke my mole gently.

"Hmm... maybe I can only force a woman to obey me"

"You're scum. Even though a girl loves it, not breaking it. Stop. I'd be pathetic and motivated if you showed me such a painful mole."

"Yes, I'm fine! I ended up protecting you. [M] That whole body could be licked and dirty, but only at the end... even though I protected it... from"

I'm obviously pushing her body around in a futon.

"The wounds eventually disappear. But it's hard to erase the memories of the squad leader getting stuck with me. You don't have to work hard at that time. It's the day you're free from the squad leader, so take it easy."

"But I..."

"Tomorrow, see you tomorrow. I'm going to take my time to get a thank you. And don't talk dirty about yourself. Your body is too pretty."

"Ugh, yeah... oh, sorry..."

"Why are you apologizing?

"Well... I'm so vulnerable to the kind... I'm starting to like you more and more..."

Step by step, Chris' eyes on me are becoming like those of a religious bishop.

If it was a cartoon, it would probably have a heart mark in its eyes.

I thought this was a bad idea so I decided to soak it up.

"What, what?

"No, it's sloppy, how to get away with it"

Angry Chris hit me in the cheek adorably with a flat-handed punch that didn't hurt at all.

I inadvertently felt signs of something when I was interacting like that.

I looked over at the floor of the cell and there was a metal slime that melted in the drool.

Apparently when you move over here to coincide with my move, you find a horny bodied Chris and he's dissolving in the drool.

I don't run, I don't resist. I pick up a gel-shaped metal slime.

"You really are a teething turtle monster"

"What's that?

Watch the metal slime like the thousand indelible jelly that Chris is holding on to me.

"It's metal slime. He was in my cell for some reason, but he followed me."

"Heh, it's unusual for people to miss metal slime."

"It's subtle to miss... It's right in front of the guy, he's balled and alert, but when you see the porn scene, it melts like this."

I try to shake the metal slime, but there's no escape at all.

It still seems to soften when it's liquefied, it's tingly cold, bumpy and pleasant to touch.

"You're a fat guy... hmm?

I saw the melted metal slime and came up with something.

"Is that it? Could this be it?"

I basically stuck the metal slime in the locker hole.

He was surprised by this, and the metal slime hardens his body. However, being stuck in the keyhole, the liquefied body will be in the same shape as the key.

When I turned the hardened, keyed metal slime, the key came off when I made a sound with Kachan.

Chris seems surprised and distracted by it.

"You're off..."

"Oh. That's awesome. This... I can do a master key"

Once you need to gel it to be a key, you can handle that thanks to Chris, too.

"All right, now we can find out."

"Find out?"

Explain to Chris how I got here.

"So, in fact, I came here for a mission to destroy the Armor Knights production plant and assassinate Debble. He's a king's agent."

"Oh, wow."

"Normally when they say it's amazing, don't bother reacting."

"I'm a special knight! It's Christopher Carmine, the special knight I've been playing!

"Hey, what's that?

"Oh, uh, I'll explain next time."

But as long as we have this, we have won.

Leaving the barn in the middle of the night to find out where the Armor Knights production plant and Debble are sleeping at night.

You're supposed to be here to investigate, but nothing's progressed so far, but this is a step forward.

"All right, get out of here."

I try to get out of jail, but the hasty Chris re-closed the unlocked key and forced me down.

"What are you doing?

"Shut up."

After a while I heard cuttlefish and footsteps.

"Was it guard patrol time..."

A guard with a lantern checks the cells one by one.

"Wow... you're not doing night shifts. Ah Sami, go home soon."

The guard left with a carefree voice.

"I kind of know the patrol time for the guards, but the security schedule is crazy today because Debble inspected a lot of places. You should stop today."

"Really?"

"So let's sleep together today, shall we? Because I'll warm you up."

"Hmm?... Really? Maybe."

I felt like I was being rounded up, but I got the key to the metal slime, and I was supposed to hang out with Chris.