Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

"Shall I bring you something to cool down?

"Fine. It's like punishment for yourself"

"It's not Master Geisel's fault..."

Geisel smiled softly before a soggy twitsy. Secure the hands of the zizzies accompanying the cheeks by covering them with their own hands.

"Your hands are cold."

"Oh, is that right?

"Oh.... that feels good"

Zizzy let go of her heart when she felt a little too young to be a puffy geisel.

Feeling like a prank, he also reaches for the other cheek of Geisel.

Geisel slowly dropped her gaze as she grinned, holding her face down with both hands. In that gentle eye, Tsitsy smiles too so that she can stick to it.

(Ah... I...)

Eventually, Zizzy approached Geisel's face very naturally. Tilt diagonally and overlap your own it on Geisel's thin lips.

The sound of Geisel swallowing his breath was very strong, but Zizzy kept her eyes closed.

I'm sure it wasn't a long time.

But after a moment that seemed forever, Zizzy finally pulled her jaw softly.

When I pull my hands off to the bed, which was stretching out onto Geisel's cheek, it's time to draw them to my chest. The heart was now claiming to be bulky and fierce.

(Wow, I, now, to Your Majesty, kiss...)

Even though I haven't been able to do this before, I just wanted to "do" very naturally. To the unknown emotions in herself, Zizzy finally explodes her embarrassment.

Geisel, on the other hand, was just fuzzy, as if the whole pain in his cheek had fallen off. You don't even seem to realize that Zizzy is gone from your arms.

In the light of its stiffness, Zizzy urged Geisel to go to bed to delude herself.

"Well, let's get some sleep today!

"Oh, oh."

Geisel, finally regained consciousness, sat next to Zizzy as she put her jacket beside her bed.

Zizzy lays down wearing a blanket before she says anything, trying to turn her back on Geisel.

The sound of the rubbing of the clothes continued, and apparently Geisel began to get ready to go to bed, Tsitsy relieved.

But now I guess I've got the circuit back, and I hear Geisel upset from behind.

'- No, seriously. I accidentally stopped thinking, but what the hell was that earlier ⁉'

"Ku, even if I remember, I still have a heart..."

'It's not possible that it was still a dream, is it?

Though he doesn't utter a word, he begins to confuse even Zitzie with the ever-flowing wolf of Geisel.

Zizzy closed her eyes all the time, frightened by Geisel behind her, not knowing why she wanted to kiss herself, but what if she pointed out any more.

But such prayer is also vain, and Geisel, who has awakened his body, quietly calls out to him.

"Zizzy, the"

"Hey, what is it? ⁉"

"Oh, no, it's not a big deal"

Geisel then opened his mouth as he had decided, after plenty of time for more than a second.

"It's..."

"Right?"

"So... can I hold you?"

Heh, and to the appearance of Zizzy, who opens his mouth in half, Geisel pushed and killed more words than that. But in my heart, I desperately spin "no" for a reason.

'I knew you wouldn't like to be told by a guy who just made me feel scared... but if I could, I'd like to let him start over... Wouldn't it be possible... because Zizzy said she had the courage to come this far... only made me feel bad...'

(Dear Geisel......)

Apparently, one of the things I did earlier was do more damage to Geisel than Zizzy thought.

I felt gradually weakened to the voice of my heart, and when Zizzy happened to get up, I looked back at Geisel.

Before Geisel, who was so depressed that he could see it, it was time for Zizie to spread her arms. I'm sure your face will be shamefully bright red. Still.

"is,... Yes"

"... zizzy"

At the same time as Geisel's grunt, who had just said he had relieved himself from the bottom of his heart, his powerful arms hugged Zizzy's body all the time. The two lay in bed as they were secretly laughing at each other in a muddy blanket.

As each other's body temperature tamed, Geisel quietly asked Zizzy.

"- Scared, don't you think?"

"... Yes"

"... good"

With that said, Geisel stroked Zizzy's hair in horror. Comfortable to be combed with Geisel's big hands, Zizzy unwittingly narrows her eyes.

Geisel was just a little nervous again when he realized he wasn't afraid of the trick.

Apparently, today, it's just a real hug.

Tsitsy closes her eyelids while buried in a successful chest plate. Then Geisel was also whispering his uninterrupted heart as to whether the sleeper had attacked him again.

"Randy... Ritualist... please... can we have a ceremony tomorrow..."

Listening to that wish, which was just unscrupulous, Zizzy smiled happily, hehe.