The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

"So, Spica, are you ready?

"Oh, yeah..."

After I stroked Spica's head, I rang my fingers with my pussy.

Immediately afterwards, there is only a small amount of space.

A crack entered the membranous junction that had covered her entire body, and they misted the universe.

I checked Spica's magic response.

"... Okay, it's a success. Now whoever sees you will be recognized as Spica von Spiegelberg himself."

………… Oh, thanks...... "

After a long silence, Spica nodded quietly.

He's nervous now.

Respected her strong determination and unlocked the Magic Camo.

This is the royal palace reception room.

Earlier in the night, I visited the royal palace again, and Spica, Artemis and Neme were put through to this room, awaiting the arrival of a certain person.

"Dear Spica, Dear Nameh..."

"Yeah, yeah. Thank you, Artemis"

Spica receives a name from Artemis, who was in charge of a temporary hugger.

Names that fit perfectly in her arms are still laughing catchy today.

"Well! Well!"

"Pfft. Names... I'll do my best."

Staring at his little life, Spica glances at his soft grin.

The tension that was propagating throughout her body was felt to relax over time.

Relieved by the way it looks, I'll keep my back on the couch.

"Do, Artemis. What were you doing last night?

"Yes. I kept the namesake from Master Spica and looked after him in the inn. Even so, I just fell asleep in my room"

Artemis' expression is also calm.

I guess I was sensing the swings in Spica's mind.

That's right, he read the air last night and took care of Neme.

"Thank you from me, too. Thank you, Artemis."

"Ah... no, Master Juno. What a waste of words. Well... Master Spica is one of us. As women gathered under Master Juno, we are each other in trouble."

Ooh... Artemis is an adult. I'm dealing with adults!

I was unintentionally impressed, but.

The large sauce eyes narrowed softly.

It is a snarky, tangled look.

"So... Shh, shh... Dear Juno, now I also have a deep basse and a nice trout cloudy juice... you can have plenty of it, right?

Artemis told him as he deserved.

"Become...!? No way, were you watching!?

"Oh, you don't have to watch it to find out....... Sung Sung. As soon as I saw you in the lobby of the inn, I felt the smell of thick to dense sex from both of you."

"Oh well..."

Face to my neck, Artemis snorts with Sunsung.

... a horrible stunt.

But I'm relieved.

He hasn't found out that I've been instantly fired by an innocent insertion just on the tip.

That's a glitch involving the Demon King's vouchers.

While Artemis hugged me, it was when I sat back on the couch.

- Concon, concon.

"Huh, are you here? Come in."

When he releases his voice in response to a knock, the soloist and the door open.

It was the red-haired girl who glanced at her face for a moment.

She has long hair, but seems to be neglecting to take care of it.

Back length is lower than Spica's.

He wears a long robe and thick round glasses and raises a large leather bag from his shoulder.

"Oh, you know... Lord Juno's room is..."

"Definitely here. Come on, come closer."

"Hiya!

She looks frightened, and a girl comes before us.

It's totally hip and terribly unreliable.

"Dear Juno, what about this one?

"Uhm. This one..."

As soon as she tried to explain to Artemis, the girl hurriedly starts introducing herself.

"Also, I'm late for my offer! I am Heine Nürtingen. We make painters our business! This time, it's up to me to come here to paint a picture of Lost Names......!

Heine lined up her words with a quick mouth as she held her tongue.

I don't seem to be used to respectful language either, but I can feel the effort so I'm under a good impression.

Incidentally, breast size is coarse.

While I was paying attention to the swell of coarseness,

"Okay, Heine. It's the name that's here. I'm trying to get you to draw a sketch and print a sticker as a questioner. It's a painting that gets stuck all over the country. Nice to meet you."

I explained why I went out of my way to visit the King's Capital.

It is a formula that relies on the paintings painted here to make the Royal Knights and gendarmeries everywhere look for names.

If you ask me, Heine seems to be a young painter on sale right now. Let's hope for a good job.

Second, the name points to Heine.

"Netan."

That moment.

I thought I heard Heine's heart beating through with an arrow in the heart.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!!!

Raise your voiceless voice and Heine holds your chest down.

"Or, or... cute no no no no!!!!

Glittering large round glasses, Heine rushes over to Names.

She turned to us with momentum,

"I will definitely draw it! Make sure you get your soul pieces so this kid's parents can find you......!!

What a powerful proclamation.

The previously unreliable figure no longer exists anywhere.

The loveliness of the name seems to have ignited the painter's soul.

"Now, get ready."

When I said that and stood up, Spica and Artemis also lifted their hips off the couch.

"We still have a job to do."

"Ha! Then you're in good hands!

Heine opens the leather bag and takes out the picture material one after the other.

Turn her aside, we'll leave the reception room behind.

Walk down the hallway with a red carpet, the place you aim for is between the thrones.

Me and Spica in the lead. Behind that step follows Artemis with the name.

"Spica, are you ready for your heart?

"... Yep!

"Good luck, Master Spica"

"Well! Cancer Eh."

"Thank you, both of you..."

As we go down the long corridor, the side of the spica pulls away Rin.

That's right.

Earlier this morning, I contacted the Royal Palace.

- The Fourth Princess, Spica von Spiegelberg, was discovered -,.

High enough ceilings to look up.

Double-opened doors that stand out.

Four guards will correct us when we arrive between the thrones.

Their gaze, beside me - nailed to Spica's face.

That would be so.

The Fourth Princess's disappearance is being passed down all over the country.

In the meantime, I'll put my hands on Spica's hips.

"Between the thrones, many people will already be gathered. Be strong in your heart and convey your resolve so you don't regret it."

"... ok"

"I'm fine. You can do it.... I believe you."

"... thank you so much... Juno"

Chiu.

Spica stretched her back and mouthed me on the cheek.

"Become!?!?

The guards seem to be in shock, but that's anyway.

Now Spica stretches her spine and has a bottomless glow in her big eyes.

But he doesn't look nervous. That's a place like a former princess.

"Well..."

When I sent the signal with my gaze, the guards pushed the door open.

Gogo, gogo... and a severe painful noise sounds in the hallway.

- Vision opened.

It is a large, longitudinal space with depth.

The walls are decorated with numerous paintings and the windows are fitted with colourful stained glass.

The red carpet that leads to the throne, the deepest part of the room, is far superior to the one laid in the hallway.

Inside, you can already see a lot of people.

Royal people and the Royal Knights.

Many others would have heard about Spica's safety and rushed to the Royal Palace immediately.

- I bumped my gaze with them.

"Oh, hey...... that!

"Ahhh! Ahhh!"

"Master Spica!

"Master Spica is back!

"Oh, isn't that a dream!

"The Demon King has found us!

Voices overlap. The blurring chains.

Countless faces turned this way, and the indoors rushed at once.

Stepping out here are former princesses wearing golden hair - Spica von Spiegelberg.

gaze with the people gathered between the thrones,

"Sorry guys!!!!

Speaking from the bottom of his belly, Spica bowed her head deeply.

A lot of silence...

Let the supple blonde indulge, and eventually Spica returns to her posture.

"The Fourth Princess of the Holy Kingdom of Artemis, Spica von Spiegelberg -. Thus returned safely..."

And that was when I told him that.

'Wow, wow, wow!

A great cheer filled the throne room and her voice was cancelled.

And it sounds like earth that occurs.

The people who gathered came all the way to Spica!

"Hih! Hey, guys!?

"Come on. We're leaving. Artemis, name it!

"It's a good decision, Master Juno!

"Huh?"

A wave of people pushing over.

When I felt the crisis, I broke out of the throne room.

Artemis and Names are with us, of course.

It's a structure that leaves the spica behind - but I can't help it.

"Yeah!? Hey, why are you leaving me!?

"All they see in their eyes is spica! Whatever you are, we won't hesitate to get bounced off!

"Ladies and gentlemen, your eyes are tickling... Dear Spica, thank you for cleaning things up!

"Well! Cancer Eh."

That's the thing.

For them, it must be reflected as an obstacle, except for Spica.

Especially a magnificent man who leads the way.

He is running his eyes blood as he momentously flies his tears and snot.

That's not dangerous.

Artemis laughed bitterly while

"That one... is the king"

"Hey, what..."

In other words, he is Spica's real father. Neither was the majesty of the king nor anything.

But I liked the way the king looked.

"You must have been really worried about Spica."

"Right. Otherwise, you can't look like that. Running in desperate shape without pride or majesty..."

"Well! No!"

Me and Artemis look at each other and grin.

The guards who were guarding this place have also arrived at the Spica if they noticed.

She's surrounded by black mountain crowds now.

"Oh, you know, guys..."

"Dear Spica!!

"Captain Spica!

"Well done, you're safe!

"Spica! Spica!!

"Dad, Dad!? Relax, man!

"Can this calm down and wait!

"It's our anniversary! Let it be a national holiday!

"Mom, calm down, too!

One loud tear sounds like Spica's parents.

He pinches Spica's body from both sides and greets her with a hot embrace.

"And I'm sorry to bother you..."

"What are you talking about! It's up to us to apologize!

"How much I was forcing you......!

"Captain Spica! The Royal Knights are alive and well!

"Long live Master Spica!

"A feast!

"I'm sorry, Spica!

"I'm not pushing the role anymore!

"Ah, to your brother, to your sister...!

In the heart of the crowd, Spica is totally rubbing it.

To my family, to my people, to my squire.

I guess for the first time since they lost their spica, they knew how much burden she had been forced to bear as a valiant surrogate.

Those tears... they're real.

I believe them.

"... Now it's time to go"

"What. Is that okay? Dear Spica, I'm turning my eyes..."

Artemis is right, indoor confusion is increasing in intensity.

But......

"Let's leave this place to the end. After this, they will probably have a feast. For today, I want Spica to spend some time nostalgic. It's called being out of water."

"Hmm, so is that."

Artemis shaking her shoulders small. That's settled.

We went back to the reception room.

Ask Heine, the painter who was ready, to paint a namesake more than this.

Artemis put Names to bed in a basket,

"Dear Name, oh dear ♪ My dear ♪ The painter's sister will paint for me, so I'm a grown-up ~"

I stroked my blue hair and then came back to the couch. Sit next to me, of course.

Instead of Artemis, Heine glanced at the basket.

"... ugh....... ugh!

Remaining silent, Heine runs a brush to her tiny campus.

The aura standing behind her felt something impatient.

"All you have to do is wait for it to be done."

"Hmph, Master Juno. Until then, it must be so puffy."

Say it quickly, or Artemis will call.

Munchkin '. Munchkin, munchkin.

Rub a special breast on my shoulder and raise your usual troubled voice.

"A, Artemis. If you push a soft double hill too aggressively, my groin will steep as a rocky mountain..."

"I don't mind. I don't mind. Master Heine is focused on Master Nameh, and Master Spica won't be back for a while. Look, there's nothing wrong with that."

"But..."

"Hang in there. Hang in there, princess. ♪ Blow up, bloom up, lord ♪"

The central part of the trousers was on the verge of rupture due to a snuggly cheer and obstinate compression by a massively powerful breast augmentation.

"Nooo!

It's painful - I want it out. In a double sense.

I want to take my pants off, expose my male testimony, and release my male testimony by Artemis' sexual moves.

Anyway, I want to prove the male.

That's all I can think about.

That kind of thinking seems promising to the silver-haired beauty beside you.

"Eh!

With that one voice, I get my pants and underwear down.

That recoil is proof of the male! and exposed to jump.

"Ahhh...... I love this moment. Just seeing Master Juno's carnivorous dragon pop up in momentum made me itch lightly!

"Kukuk, don't feel comfortable. When I stripped Artemis' robe off, it was swollen and swollen! and swinging moments...... love it!

I said I lost, but that's not her pulling back.

How slutty he wet his eyes and grabbed my meat cannon gently.

The hand moves up and down. Cicco Cicco and rhythmically......!

"Huh, huh... Ahhh... hot... come on no no... It's a beautiful pulse, Master Juno..."

"Nooo! Lose...!

With pleasure, I rolled up Artemis' robe and slipped one hand in.

The target is not underwear - it is the mystery of the female body behind it.

Snatch your underwear at your hooked fingertips and break through the fabric guards.

And - it arrived.

What I feel at my fingertips is mucus at temperatures like water.

…… Ha-ha-ha! Oh dear Juno...... It's aggressive to attack Soko all of a sudden. "

"Ya, it's weird. How wet are you when you haven't done anything yet?

I pulled my hand out of my underwear.

Take that hand to Artemis' present and show him how * * he pulls the thread on his fingertips.

He rubbed his fingertips together to make it even more viscous, making a noise of chatter.

"Ahhh... Master Juno's messing with me..."

Artemis' eyes become so trout because he checks his own * * * liquid.

And then it stays emotional...

They messed with each other's * * *, looked at each other with their exhales bouncing, cheeks crossed and lips sucked to greed each other.

tangle your tongue, touch * *, touch, touch, touch down......!

Of course, many times * the sperm and the tide * rolled up.

But we blocked each other's mouths by kissing each other so that Heine wouldn't hear us, and we deepened our bonds as accomplices to secrets.

The released * * * juice was eaten completely by Artemis.

Although I can't drink * * *, so I decided to stain her robe.

That's been going on for a while...

"Zzzz..."

"Zzzz..."

We were totally tired, and we only folded onto the couch and fell into deep sleep.

When we woke up, there were two paintings decorated there.

Both are in the draft stage.

The first is a name that fits into a basket.

The second was a spica with a name.

Stay nailed to them, I'm sure.

Heine's strength is real.

Especially the second one.

Spica holds a small life in her chest and smiles along with plenty of love -.

Strange stuff.

Even though it was still a draft, Spica's painting with the name felt immeasurable dignity.

The first painting will be printed and distributed throughout the country.

But the second one, most definitely in my room...... no, I want to decorate the workshop in Makaino Village.

I want everyone in the demon world to see it.

Spica smiled.