Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

"Which one did Zita or Zell like first?

To what innocent Henri said, Zizzy stopped the hand she was moving perfectly. Then the reaction was interesting, and the women who worked around also join the conversation.

"I was a little concerned about that! Not a man as good as Mr. Zell, is he? Where the hell did you know him?

"The King's Capital of Versia, after all? In a village like this, we've all known each other since we were little, so now it feels like..."

"Uh, that's..."

Apparently, not much information on the Wang capital comes in when even Isis is at the edge. There will also be reasons why Geisel has been in office for about a year.

It was helpful not to be considered an emperor, but Tsitsy wonders how to return to this question.

"Hey, which one?

"Wow, is it from me..."

At first I thought he was just a scared emperor. But knowing that his expression was different from his true meaning, he succumbed to the burden from his predecessors and saw him working hard on his own.

Even if we don't fight, we can rule the country. Tsitsy was attracted to the way she looked.

(That, but surely His Majesty met me when I was little, and then...)

Then it would mean that Geisel liked it better than Zizzy. But it was ten years ago that they met in Lassie.... Did you continue to favor me during all that time?

The women watched with some warm eyes as Zizzy's face gradually rose. On the other hand, the married people laugh luxuriously, "I didn't have those days, either," he said.

Then one of the women, uh, dropped her shoulder.

"Hey. I want a husband like Mr. Zell, too!

"You can't do that. We need to be as quiet as Zita."

"That's not true! Even women have to be strong!

Saying so, the woman faced Zizzy by gripping her fist hard.

"Zita can't just be passive, either!

"Ugh, passive, is it?

"Yes! Otherwise you'll get bored!

"That's what I can't do!

I'm sorry, don't worry about it or the other woman smiles and controls it. Tsitsy was also taken lightly at first, but everyone restarted their work because of the leader's voice that his hands were stopped.

Back at home, Zizzy thinks blurry as she prepares for dinner.

(aggressively…)

Sure, that's all Geisel has ever led. Even after each other's thoughts make sense, the bed is basically apart for me. That's probably waiting for me until Zizzy's feelings settle down.

But if you ask me, I leave even the kiss to Geisel, and I've never done it from Twizzy. Should that woman be right, even a little from Zizzy?

(I can get tired of it, I might not like it...)

- I'm home.

Then Geisel slammed open the door to the entrance, as if he had anticipated the timing. Zizzy, who was delayed in his thoughts, is drawn back to reality at once with Hee and rushes to Geisel.

The shoulders of the black coat were loaded with snowflakes, and to the cold of Geisel's wrapped exterior air, Zizzy found out again about the cold outside.

"Welcome back, good luck today"

"Oh."

When Geisel answered without hesitation, a white exhalation came out of his mouth. Zizzy peeks softly at Geisel's lips as she receives her undressed coat.

Usually sarcasm or meanness, sometimes telling passionate love. And touching her own lips - around the time she realized, Zizzy looked away unexpectedly. I feel my ears and cheeks are hot because of my mind.

(Wah, me, what, look...)

Hanging his coat against the wall, Boom and Zizzy shake their heads. Then Geisel frowned with surprise at such a twitsy oddity.

"Is there something on my face?

"Yes, no! Nothing! We'll have dinner soon."

After dinner, when Zizzy finished cleaning up and approached the fireplace, it was unusual for Geisel, who lay on the couch, to be asleep.

For some time after I came here, I didn't seem to be able to sleep due to nervousness and vigilance, but fatigue probably came to its limits because of my days working in the extreme cold.

Zizzy hangs a blanket gently on a quiet resting geisel. But even if the weight increases, Geisel does not appear to wake up.

(You're so tired...)

Zizzy crouched in front of Geisel as she felt the heat of the fireplace making noise with her pussy on her back. Geisel's down eyelashes cast a long shadow down his cheek.

The frowns, often engraved with longitudinal wrinkles, were also now gently open. The nostrils that went through were beautiful, around gazing at the palate that followed below, and Zizzy blushed again.

(I hope it's okay now...)

Zizzy swallowed her breath with stiffness before her thin lips tied to one letter. Fingertips on the edge of the couch gently bring your torso closer to Geisel's.

My lips touch - at that size, my nose head hit Geisel's face first.

――⁉

Zizzy hurries away from Geisel and takes the distance. But you're asleep, there's no sign of waking up.

With his chest stroked down, Zizie sat beside Geisel again about time.

(Yes, it's surprisingly difficult...)

I didn't even think about it when it usually happens, but if I don't do it well, I seem pretty embarrassed. When Zizzy puts one breath down, she squeezes her courage and approaches Geisel's mouth.

slightly open lips in front of you, gently leaning your own face - but

(- Huh)

Fearing at the end, Zizie dropped her mouth on Geisel's cheek, not on her lips.

It's also a flash, and Zizzy wakes up quickly, at a rate of touched or untouched. I couldn't do it directly to my mouth, but still Zizzy's heart was making so much noise that it seemed to rip off.

(also, I can't do this any more!

Covering her mouth with the back of her hand, Zizzy hurried up. The more dizzy she seemed, she could see her face lit red and Zizzy moved to her bedroom to escape and hide.

- Geisel, sleeping on the couch, pressed his eyelids up tightly. Its face turns red in an instant, and as it blinks twenty-three, it reminds me of my current situation.

(... wait. What do you mean)

I do remember feeling comfortably tired today and sleeping fine here. That's where Zizzy came in and should have been watching Geisel for a while. When Geisel, who couldn't resist drowsiness, was left intact, Zizzy suddenly approached Geisel.

(When I suddenly woke up, I thought I'd be surprised...)

But for the first time, his nose just touched him, and Zizzy moved away surprised. I was worried about what to do, Geisel, but I pretend I fell asleep feeling like I was praying.

Then you got your wish through, and Zizzy came back to Geisel again, looking like she was afraid. Geisel was desperate to leave her heart in a state of silence, wondering if she could hear her breath swallowing.

Eventually, over Geisel's head, I could see the shadow falling loosely. I wait for the moment with an excuse that I may never be as feminine as I think I am, but that you may never speak to me again from Twizzy.

Soft feeling that touches cheeks, not lips.

of plump elasticity. That fell on Geisel's cheek and quickly left. Next to Geisel, who meditates hard on his eyes, his bulky and hasty footsteps leave him. Eventually, just when the signs of Zizzy completely disappeared, - back to the beginning.

(... no, I'm sorry it wasn't my mouth, or something like that...)

Geisel repeats the explanation in his brain that he doesn't know who he's doing it to. I felt more fever than earlier and gently extended my fingers to my own cheek.

Zizzy's lips touched it. And from her.

(... no. This won't be the time. We have to figure out what to do when winter breaks out, and we have to think about the future of Zizzy, so...)

Geisel diligently puts a stop to his heart. But the facial expressions were truly honest, and Geisel reprimanded herself over and over again at the mouth that loosened when she was alarmed.