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

The day after I got the metal slime key.

Forced labour will continue as it has always been, even with the squad leader gone.

There was no particular difficulty with the absence of the squad leader, and the squad leader's position itself was taken over by the veteran-style aunt.

"Hey... you're not feeling well with the melting furnace, help me"

This is the third time today.

Cliff's guy, he lured me into the back of the melting furnace when he said the furnace wasn't feeling well enough to put it down for an hour or so.

Every time I stop my hand and see how the melting furnace is doing, it does seem that something is pinched inside the machine that extracts the metal and the metal doesn't flow through the mold successfully.

"I know it's stuck, but I can't stop the machine right now, and I think it's okay because it's working for once."

Cliff fans his own face with patties and hands next door, even though I'm seriously looking at the melting furnace.

It's hot in here, isn't it?

"That's right. Right behind the melting furnace."

The melting furnace, which releases so much heat that even the metal dissolves with drools, just stands nearby and gets sweaty.

But it's too hot here, so it was the only secret refuge the guards wouldn't come to look around.

This is also the third time Kako has interacted. He's calling me because he knows he can't fix it.

When I turned my eyes to Chris, Cliff had already switched to looking like a woman.

"Shouldn't we be doing some more research?

That's what makes me look forward to it, Chris.

She has her workwear jacket wrapped around her waist and her arms tied, and she looks like a thin tank top on top, but when she becomes a woman's body in that outfit, she looks ruthlessly in trouble with the place of her eyes.

Nobra's big tits shake gently, and the sweat that runs down her skin curves heavily into her chest bumps.

"... you, you know what I'm doing, right?

"What?

"No, not what..."

"I tried my defenseless sister at the town factory"

That's what I'm gonna say, put your back on it, highlight your chest and show you, Chris.

"You're a sinful character."

Let's have an ops meeting.

"An ops conference is about getting out of jail this evening? I'm telling you, you're not taking me, are you?

"You know, I came up with a good thing. In the end, the only thing we know about patrol time is the cell area, so if you leave the holding cell, you'll be lucky not to meet the guards later, right?

"That's, well... right. I can't find out what security time it is outside."

She's right, the patrol time for the guards we can confirm is about the holding area, and I just have to go to Kosovo praying not to meet the guards when I get outside.

"Well, don't you think I should be able to walk around in grandeur?

"That's right. But I can't do that."

"Well, look at this"

What Chris is holding is a blue jacket and tie, and a slack.

"Isn't that the one the guard was wearing?

I did have guards like gorillas on before I got here, a uniform that looks like a police officer.

"Yeah, I mean, the guard, what is this uniform about Wall Knights in the first place? You like them. You wear them on your own."

"You don't look good in reason. You were just a guy... where did you get that?

"Garbage dump. And this is mine. It's got a shoulder tag for the captain."

"Why were you dumped?

"Maybe it's not the right size. Because I'm thin and I have long legs."

"I see. Sounds disgusting"

"What?"

"No, it's nothing. Well done. That operation is fantastic."

Sometimes you'll really find yourself on the lookout as you hide and move on.

At that time, if you are in uniform and you are disguised as a guard, there is a good chance that you will be able to do it.

I stroke Chris' head saying he did well.

"It's great, Chris. And what about my share?

"What, no? Just this one."

I let go of Cliff's head, who was nadenade.

"Nah, why are you letting go? Come on!

"It wouldn't make sense without mine"

"So why don't you let me come with you? When the guards get here, I'll do it."

"You... weren't you a celebrity here?

Ha!? and Chris, who finds a big hole in his own perfect measure but looks like a peacock that can't be stopped anymore when the operation starts.

"Even if the guards don't notice, it'll suck if the prisoners do. I'm sorry if Christopher walked around for free."

"No, I'm fine. I can't believe I... don't have the personality of a single tree in the woods."

"Don't be silly. It stands out as a rainbow illumination tree."

"So what am I supposed to do..."

"What are you gonna do... man (Cliff) So you're gonna find out, why don't you just get in uniform with a woman (Chris)?

"What... Huh!?

"Everyone thinks you're a man, so if you were in uniform in Chris' outfit, you'd never find out. You were a woman guard here once, weren't you? You know, guys like Bostrol who are always in the morning washing their faces."

"Yes, I was there."

"If you're this big, you'll never remember the faces of every guard anyway. Try it on once with a woman's body."

I point to Chris' uniform.

"Wow, okay, but I guess I won't go in..."

Chris wears a white shirt and buttons it, but naturally the shirt, which is measured for men, doesn't get the chest area.

"Damn... Shira... Shira... Shit!

"Are you all right? You're all right."

The forced button is heavily pulled to the left and right, and I'm just saying it's already the limit.

And as expected, the pearl and the noise made the button on my chest fly.

The buttons that flew in at high speeds hit my forehead straight, and I got more and more for a while.

"... I hate women's bodies"

"Yeah, well, wouldn't that be nice? It feels more like Madpolis with an open chest."

"Hey, what's so embarrassing about that..."

"Okay, and then you skirt."

"What? You can't slack it?

"No. The female guard was a skirt. Cut the leg and crotch part of this slack,"

I find something in the iron crumbs that could replace the cutter and put a blade in the leg area.

"Wait a minute! That would make it so short!?

"This is something I can't help. Be patient with me."

"I'm smiling at you!

I cut slacks and created miniskirts.

"Okay, we're done. Try yes. I feel shorter, but it must be like a cool biz."

"It's not a feeling, is it? This!? Now I'm just a pervert, right?

The cut mini skirt is too short, and because it's a female body and Chris' butt volume is up, I push the short skirt further up.

I can already see just walking, but that would be good again.

"... there is"

"No!? If you'd just cut off the leg part and made me look like a hot pair of pants, I'd still be fine."

"I can't help what I've cut"

"That's why you're smiling!?

"I'm fine. You got to get more breasts and look at me like you're gonna see a bug. Put your hat on and take this iron pipe."

Chris wears the said official hat and gives a crisp look with a sticky iron pipe.

You don't even look like a sadistic female guard if you don't say anything.

"Yeah, I'm here. Such a character."

"What's a character!? Aren't you playing with me?

"If you don't like it, I'll go alone. I was gonna do it from the beginning."

"But could it be you... you cut your uniform to not take me with you? To keep me out of danger."

"No, that's a deep read. Basically, I'm a jerk who makes girls dress embarrassed."

"... well, when you reopen that far, you won't be able to say anything the other way around"

"That's really good. I'm out of uniform, but I know it takes a lot of nerve to dress like that."

"Yes, I'm coming! Don't leave me alone! Absolutely!

Chris, who is half a jerk.

Now the metal slime key and the Madpolis uniform were used to execute the first jailbreak plan this evening.

That night.

The cell lights went out completely, about two hours after the prisoners had calmed down.

The time will be around 2: 00 p.m.

The first patrol was over and me and Chris got up when we saw the guards walk away.

"Gone..."

"Oh."

"Maybe next time, next guard. Come on. I think he'll be here in two or three hours."

"I'm familiar with that."

"To the squad leader, you know, all night... you know... that..."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I've heard bad things about you."

I hug Chris sobbing all the time and stroke his head.

It would be traumatic for a girl to be touched by such a creepy old man all night.

"Oh, um... I really protected my last line and lips... trust me that's all"

"Oh, you're great. If anyone says anything weird about this, I'll prove it. Don't hesitate to look for someone nice because the squad leader is a no-can."

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"Why are you so blatantly grumpy"

"A man who doesn't realize people's favors should be kicked to death by a horse."

"You say too much"

"Then I'll make sure, if that's all you have to say"

"What, what?

"The horse kicked me to death!

When Chris changed into his uniform, the guiding metal slime dissolved in the drool, so I didn't hesitate to punch the metal slime into the keyhole.

Once the key is unlocked after making a sound with Kachan, the door slowly opens so as not to wake the sleeping prisoner and goes outside.

We walk through the cell area and walk through the hallway to work all the time.

"Chris...... It would be weird if you were hiding behind my back dressed as a guard."

"Damn, this might be better if they told me to walk naked"

Chris, a hipster, bites his lips in remorse, resentment. He lines up next to me looking at me with his eyes.

"I'm fine. Nobody thinks that Wall Knights, Christopher Carmine, is walking around dressed like such a crazy bitch."

"Don't say it in your mouth! Because you want to die!

As I walked down the hall with Punska angry Chris, a female guard like Bostrol, who always stood in front of the well in the morning, walked in front of me.

"Shit, hide!

"Where are you hiding!?

Nothing but a small window with a lattice as far as I can see. It's obvious, because it's just a hallway.

It's suspicious to turn back now, so I'll stop by the end of the hallway with a rash and wait for the female guard to pass by.

(Ko, you can never do this)

(Quiet. I just have to bet his eyes are as bad as moles)

(Absolutely not!

(Remember I'm a wall)

The female guard, whose breath leaks like hoohoohoo and cow toads just by walking, stopped in front of us, naturally.

"Not for a moment..."

"Eh..."

The female warden had a suspicious look at first, but she looked at Chris' outfit and nodded twice or three times.

"Oh... you'll see. You must be pinching the prisoner, too, right?

"What? A knob...... eat?

"I also have to catch a good man every day and cross, I'm so sorry. Today's the third time."

Oh, it's too scary. Were you eating this Bostrol, man, in a different way?

Hojo and I are making my face teeter and laugh.

"It helps, doesn't it? There's no reason why a woman shouldn't do it because she's a man's guard, too.... and you... your hobby is maniacal."

The nurse looks at my face and laughs with her nose.

"I wonder if he's B only?

"B only?

"I mean, I specialize in busikes. Stupid. But I'm glad you're not hobbying with me."

I didn't expect the day to come when Bostrol will say Busik.

"You have the same beauty lineage as me, so it would be troublesome to get too uptight, wouldn't it?

"Uh, yeah, right"

"But with that hobby, you care about your surrounding eyes, don't you? Look, I'll give you this. Wow."

Bostrol handcuffed Chris.

"What's this?

"So if you connect with yourself, I'm sure the other guards will take you to the punishment cell. You must have been shitting yourself because you didn't want to find out either, right?

"Uh, stay, well"

I followed Chris' ass out of sight.

Don't be mad at me!) and returns the gaze of protest, but I was keeping Chris' ass up.

"If you don't return it to jail in two hours, you'll find out. Be careful."

"Yes, sir"

"Bye ~"

A female guard like Bostrol tries to walk away and stops looking at a skirt that is so short in length that it is not Chris's usual interrogation.

Did you just find out? No, you'll find out. I can almost see it already. If you didn't notice this, it wouldn't be a stupid place.

"... that's a good length skirt. Maybe I should do that, too."

"Aha, haha"

"And you should change your underwear properly. We have confiscated it from the people, so choose it properly."

"Confiscation?"

"Yeah, if you're worried about the old days, some new ones I confiscated from the clothes store, so it's okay."

"Uh, where was it?

"It's the first floor of a luxury cell building. I wonder if it's shallow for you to be assigned here?

"Yeah, yeah."

"He's dressed pretty well for it."

"Ha, ha..."

"Well, women have to be sexy dynamite. Oh, I'm running out of time. I'm going for a fourth."

Not sure if he was kind or rude, Bostrol guard left in a good mood.

The prisoner chosen by him is not pitiful. This chain of grief must be broken.

"Phew...... thank goodness. You were surprisingly sweet."

"I'll never forgive him, though. What a sexy dynamite. Like a barrel bomb."

"I care they said B only...... yes, I'm fine! Not as good as a busike! I mean, as far as I'm concerned, it's not much cooler for other girls to take..."

"It's a consolation!

I even gave Chris a short skirt.

Garth! And I screamed, so I forced myself to press her mouth.

While we were tired of each other for nothing, Chris offered the handcuffs Bostrol gave us.

"Put this on more than that."

When Chris handcuffs me with a cha-chan on my arm, he puts the opposite on his arm.

"You got this?

"I'm here! It would be tough if you got tangled up like you just did. And they're walking in this outfit, so you can take care of me responsibly."

"Me, you hate the word responsibility..."

"Don't talk like a scumbag man"

Chris handcuffed and somehow walked out with his hand tied.

I don't think there's a guard walking around holding hands with the prisoner, but he doesn't have the appearance to let me go, so I decided to leave him there.