The Traveling Hero Won’t Let the Innkeeper’s Son Escape

The brave man who has lost his power will be resurrected with friendship with his companions... should be 31

I didn't know what it said at first. I think the brain probably refused to understand.

But as I slowly followed the letter with my eyes to make my brain understand, I felt my mouth tumble on its own.

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The two of us sat down on the side of the tree, where the leaves made shadows, to escape from the strong yang where the sweat engulfed them. Thanks to the softness of the short weeds of blue and shining length, I felt comfortable sitting down and thought it seemed fine here.

"Hey, Alec. Really...... here?

Ruth, who keeps his back in Oki, anxiously asks him that, but he finds that his blue eyes are colored and he never denies them. When I nod as I urge first, I reach for my jacket, even as I bend my mouth cutely.

Slowly start removing the buttons on your jacket, Ruth. The clothes wrapped around for hunting are thick in the summer to make it difficult to get injured in any condition, so it was found that sweat seeped into the skin that gradually became visible. That's probably why Ruth was showing a little resistance. You must care about the smell.

I thought you weren't tanned, but you're burning a little.

Ruth doesn't get a little black for you running through Noyama, but I can still tell if you are tanned in the summer or if the skin color peeking from under your jacket is slightly different from that of your arms. Thanks to the leaking day illuminating the body and the whiteness of the skin in relation to the contrast, I was not half as excited and suddenly excited about doing something wrong.

Cock no...................

It's not that I'm a poor minister because I'm hunting, but it was strange because I still look oddly glossy because of the thickness of my body, which is different from mine. You have a broken throat, a thick clavicle, a thin chest with no breasts, a belly with slight muscle cracks, all the same build as me, and just looking at it makes my gingin and lower body feel restless. The light-colored nipples made me see a flicker, and I was so proud that I was about to have a voice. But I even feel a sweet smell from my sweaty skin, and I'm driven by the urge to stick around.

"Ah, Alec. That's it, right?...... Punishment game, you can finish it, right?

Ruth asks after taking off her jacket, which is a little longer than her summer hips. I totally forgot about the punitive game I made with hunting wins and losses, but even if I didn't, I wouldn't stop here.

I pushed a slight puffiness from the top of the cloth at the base of my leg peeking through the hem of my undressed jacket.

"Huh..."

A higher voice leaked out of Ruth's mouth than usual. He makes his whole body jump along with the touched area and dyes his cheeks. Ruth, who is usually surrounded by some fluffy air, shakes his brilliant dark hair even under the shade of a tree, frowning painfully and shaking his eyes, some of the gaps with the usual are doomed and horny.

"Oh, Alec, what are you doing? Just look."

Ruth will hold my hand while I say so.

But you know all about it, Ruth is so cute that she pretends to be desperate to ask, and I rubbed it up when I grabbed her gently.

"Ah, mmm, mmm."

Ruth, who made her body jump again, echoes the voice she feels as she twists herself. I made sure the voice stirred me up, and I speeded up the movement of my hands, too. I feel Ruth's hand, which roughens my breathing, moisturizes my eyes, and dyes my cheeks, become swollen.

"Ah, a, lek."

Ruth called me by my name and it boiled in my head. It blocks Ruth's lips, which were thinly empty, and deals with it there that sounds wet. Ruth began to push herself against me as she plugged her tongue and ravaged her mouth. Ruth, who is surprisingly vulnerable to feeling good, is honest when this happens.

Oh, shit, I can't either.

When I let go with one hand of my misery, Ruth's hand moved and touched my thing. When I look into my eyes with a little surprise, I look seriously horny like Ruth, with her lips off, floated in the heat.

"…… I want this. Alec."

Forced by the sound of reason, I hurried off Ruth's clothes and pushed myself to Ruth, who was already drowning in the first place.

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"-No, no, no, no, no!

Ruth, who hurriedly closed the book, screamed with all his might. I screamed desperately to kick out the information that had just entered my head.

And I stared at Alec staring at Ruth like that with a nigga and a smile.

"Nah, what is it, here! What, this!?

"Diary"

"Diary!? Wait a minute! Whoa, whoa, whoa, I, I've never done this before, have I?!? Definitely not!? Even in summer in the first place, I wear a shirt under my jacket!!

"Don't put a penetration in there. … it seems like a reaction."

When Ruth threw in the scratch, Alec, who was nibbling, looked frightened. But such a return, as he said, would have been envisaged, and Ruth would soon plug his finger into the closed book when he returned to his original niggered face.

"By the way, here's the page I read in the church room when I was losing your memory"

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Ruth's back becomes, her dark hair opens and sticks to her visible shoulder. When I bit the neck muscle I could see from the gap and moved my hips, I felt a slight pain, but I felt comfortable, and the tightness in the ruth became stronger.

"Ah, that's it, ku...... Mmm, ah!

Ruth, with her hair strapped to her cheeks, turns around behind me with her moist eyes.

Even though he's conscious of pleasure, Ruth calling my name is stirred up because he's the cutest, and even though he knows he's being forced to kiss me, he grabs me by the hips and slaps me. Honestly, I can't stop it.

"Mmm! Ah, ma... Alec!

I don't know if I really want Ruth to wait or do more.

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"- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Ruth hurriedly closed the book again and shouted with all his might. My head was about to erupt into what was going on more than earlier. And as always, Alec seemed to have fun with Niyaniya when he saw Ruth like that.

"How'd it go?

"'How'd it go? It's not! Oh, my God, here! I don't remember doing this in my diary! Never!

"I guess, I don't remember either"

"Eh?"

Ruth felt like she had eaten a little shoulder watermark with her consent. But if you think about it, Alec's response is natural, so you don't have to feel that way.

Alec shook it gently again as he took it out of Ruth's hand, who has the book tightly closed.

"This is my paranoid journal… No, it's a paranoid novel."

"Delusions, novels…………?

Alec nodded firmly at Ruth's parrot return, taking a deep sigh before throwing the book to bed. And he threw a frightened glance at me.

"Someone..."

Alec gets to the bed, saying so, and brings his torso closer to Ruth. At once his face was closer, and Ruth, sitting in bed, lowered slightly in the form of a hand behind his back.

"No matter how appealing I am, I don't know what I'm trying to do. That's not why I keep the right distance, but I'll come near innocently, I'll be fine and naked in front of me, and I won't say anything if I touch anything...!

Ruth also realized that “someone” was just about her from Alec's perspective. And I even felt sorry for Alec's slightly frustrating words.

Ruth's behavior, completely unconscious, would have annoyed Alec. Now that I think about it, I tolerated what I was doing too much when I said "best friend” - I rather remember spoiling Alec too much to just nostalgic for me. I just think of myself as Abao.

(No, 'cause if you look lonely and snuggled up, you're gonna want to stroke your head. Is that what you want? I can't let you go, can I?' Cause it's Alec. That's a weak look on your face... you can't be relieved, can you?

Of course, Ruth also knew that there was no way that such an excuse could pass by now. I would definitely not go that far if my friends who made it recently asked me if I would do the same.

"... as far as I'm concerned, I'm going to wait until you can afford to give up the woman and look around, but I can't accept what I'm going to do... I'm going to lose my teeth and I don't know how many times I hit my head against the wall."

"That is……………… that, sorry?

To Alec's impending eyesight, Ruth was in the shape of falling asleep in bed at some point forgetting to escape.

From above, Alec makes sure to cover himself and come over Ruth and stare. I thought that Alec seemed to be around holding both hands so as not to put on weight, and I felt not afraid when it became backlight and shadowed my face and became more powerful, I just felt sorry for myself.

Ruth's reflective face loosened Alec's expression, which was hoisting his eyebrows.

"... well, I knew I should have stayed out of contact. If you're right in front of me, if you don't hate me, you'll think 'a little more'..."

I want to try and see how far I can tolerate it, and when I find out it's not a problem, I want to feel happy this time, but that escalates for it. That's how Ruth and Alec were able to form a different form of friendship.

"…… but that's just the limit."

"Limits?"

"I just smell you, and I feel bad every so often... I talked to Mr. Clark. Then he lent me the book."

Ruth's brother Clark apparently took care of that hand not only for his brother, but also for his brother's friend.

Ruth couldn't read it because she had gotten queasy, but Clark lent it to Alec's taste, and it seemed she was talking about a dark-haired, skinny beauty coming out. Of course, Alec didn't say a word about Ruth.

(My brother could have noticed...... no, let's not think about it)

Aside from what Clark thought and lent it to me, I thought this would keep me going. But...

"I couldn't do it at all. When I tried to expose you to the characters, I thought dialogue, rhetoric, behavior, 'I can't do it' and seriously couldn't read it, rather it just didn't help me to be frustrated. So I got angry... and when I realized it, I wrote it myself."

"I was writing... what about your" paranoid diary "earlier?

"That's right. If you write it yourself, you can get it out. You don't have to read the one where weird women come out."

To Alec, who said confidently, Ruth lost his word.

At first, they used to imitate the borrowed novel as it was, changing its name, language, etc., but they started saving money and picking up books from the Wang capital themselves, and the content also changed from male to female to male, gradually getting used to it and adding paranoia to what happened on a daily basis. He said that the text had improved because he continued to do so quite well.

(Speaking of which, Alec doesn't hate writing...)

Given the frequency and number of letters sent to Ruth, Alec is not bitter about writing letters. I guess that's why I could go on. He also enjoyed writing paranoid novels because of it, which was how many books he had at some point.

"... what is the approximate face. Don't pull it off…………."

"I didn't pull anything else………."

"Liar."

"He said it wasn't a lie."

Though I was quite surprised to see myself squealing a dialogue that I hadn't even said appeared in what I thought was just a diary, Ruth finds himself impressed with Alec, who has already begun to write a novel on his own, passing through a pull or twitch.

Although Ruth was disappointed with the book, which at some point was queasy, she didn't even think about creating it. But Alec made himself what he wanted. Whatever the content, that enthusiasm makes me want to respect you as a man.

(Well, I know Alec likes me so much, and... I'm glad there's not a woman out there, is there?

It is true that there are few types and prices of such books in this world, so if you have the ability to write, maybe you should do something on your own. I guess Alec's omnipotence helped in a way.

But I still grinned bitterly at Alec, who turned his suspicious gaze toward me.

(I really haven't pulled it off though)

Ruth is the type of guy whose imagination is poor, so he almost ends up just moving his hands, but it's common for a guy who has someone he likes to fantasize about that. That's what some people might imagine ignoring human rights, not at Alec's diary level. Thinking about it, I was wondering if that novel, which cares about Ruth and Wataru, might be a pretty good one.

Well, I'm not a woman.

If Ruth was a woman, he might have felt creepy, but he was of the same sex, but therefore understood the area, so he didn't care that much. I'm talking about solving everything in "It's Alec."

"More than that, I thought you were pretty surprised I read that part when I didn't remember. You didn't think it was disgusting or anything?

"Oh. I'm pretty sure I was surprised, but that's totally disgusting. After I kicked you out of the room, I was upset and I realized I'd read the whole book. So after that, it was hard for me to meet you, and I told you to leave the inn."

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That's when Ruth said she was swept away by Alec's words and actions, but she felt lighter and more subtle than the truth thought. But I don't even feel angrier now. I decided to think it was a good idea because that was going to be a long ride with a hang-up in the first place and I ended up recalling Alec's memory.

"So,. I told you everything I was hiding.... So, Ruth, what are you hiding?

"Eh?"

When he returned to Alec with a gaze that was defying the unexpected question, he looked seriously at this one.

"You know, sometimes you say weird things, you try to be deluded, and you say the right things, right? I gave my father's name in the story of the ocean earlier, but I just heard it and I can't imagine that you would know the real ocean in one shot if you hadn't left the village. Ever since you were little, what have you been hiding?

"You were aware……………?

"There's no way I wouldn't notice. He just misled me because he looked at me like he didn't want you to listen."

Apparently, Alec felt Ruth was hiding something from her when she was little. But he looked strangely sad and said, 'I can't tell you' when you asked him once, so he decided to be deluded after that.

(I don't know if you looked like that, I don't remember....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................)

Seems difficult to hide from Alec.

(I don't think it's possible to deceive you anymore……)

It seems that the time has come to finally tell Alec about the memories of my previous life that I thought I would have to tell him one day.