The Story of the Girls Who Came From Slime Massage

"Hello Cla... Gohong," [Please, come here...]

The tattoo used soundproofing magic in a hurry.

This is a one-time reception for slime reflexes run by tatsushi.

After a day of duty, Clarice came here with a sense of pride.

This time, I followed Chanel closely.

And like last time, Clarisse has bright red hair.

I don't know whether this is a wig or another way. Last time I didn't notice, I went back to my usual silver hair.

Nevertheless, since it is not important at all now, the tatsushi will take you to the massage room.

By the way, the dress is also that of a noble lady.

Everyone who's too beautiful to pass each other, and everyone in the waiting room next to the slime reflex reception, is looking at her cancer, but she doesn't seem to care.

Many people make various speculations as to which noble person the prostitute is from, or whether she is from a foreign country.

I'm pretty close to Frank in front of the tatsushi, but when I step out in public, everything about it is absolutely beautiful.

"Now, let's massage well in this room today.

"Tatsushi, is this the tone of your work? I don't mind.

"What? Ah, ahaha, really, I didn't realize.

Clarice herself seems to have no problem with honoring herself because she can remember the tattoos of those days when she didn't understand each other yet. A tattoo that gives you your usual herbal tea in such a way.

"Well, if you drink that, can you change into the swimsuit in this bag? Today, I want to massage oil thoroughly to clean my skin.

Yes!

Clarisse and Ranel go to the dressing room.

A voice came out of the dressing room and a chanel came out.

"Hey, Tatsushi-sama, what is that thin lewd swimsuit!? You're not going to do anything weird to Clarisse-sama, are you?

Yes, I know Ranel well.

"Aren't you going to… or did Ranel wear this before? (Chapter 4: 32)"

"Eh? Oh, that's right...

My face turns red when I remember wearing the swimsuit myself.

I don't know what I look like because I don't have a mirror in particular.

For the first time, I realized that Clarisse was so erotic about to wear it.

But I can't tell you not to wear it because I've been here before.

I had no choice but to allow Clarisse to wear that thin, penetrating beige swimsuit.

While both of you are in the dressing room, the tatsushi will make a final check on the ironic equipment.

"Fufufu... it's the beginning of an incredible party!!

What the hell does a pervert brave do to his girlfriend?