Yuusha Densetsu no Uragawa de Ore wa Eiyuu Densetsu o Tsukurimasu: Oudou Goroshi no Eiyuutan

On the evening after I got a gram, I was walking in the alley with renewed determination.

Buddy, you're feeling pretty good.

The spear on his back ─ ─ ─ Gram said pleasantly. Gram already knows that I came to King's Landing.

I wrapped a cloth around the tip because I was in the city, but Gram's voice remained the same and I heard it. Now the voice is directly in my head in the channels.

"It takes up most of the reason I came to King's Landing. I can feel it even if I don't like it."

The first day there was a problem (accident) and it got busted. But I didn't regret what I did that day, and it wasn't all bad.

I have a ring hanging from a string on my chest.

The ring I received that day from a lady with red hair. I didn't get into my finger because it was a female object, but I carry it around like a pendant without letting go.

There is still work to be done. But at the same time, I understand that it is something that is never within reach.

That's why we're going to the colorful city today, including the meaning of cutting off our thoughts on that girl.

Perhaps because she was gradually approaching her destination, she noticed a woman dressed in exposed clothes. Some of them dressed so badly that they thought they were healthier rather than naked. Some of them disappeared somewhere after talking to a man in front of me. I wonder if I'll put my tail in some inn from now on.

Hmm, is there someone you're looking for? The woman over there has a nice ass. "

"I'm sorry. I'm more chest than ass."

I don't know. That's fine. The bigger the man, the more romantic he is. "

"What about the butt?

"There's a man's dream stuck in my ass."

You have a good expression inside, this spear. I totally agree with that opinion. I love both tits and buttocks just because the ratio is tilted to the tits.

"Well, anyway. It's still in the country. I don't know whether a whore is good or bad. That's why I'm going to the" whorehouse "where they can help me."

A whore's inn, as the name suggests, is an inn where prostitutes and prostitutes come together. They also provide prostitutes with services to refer the best women to match their needs and money.

That's easy. The store is expensive, and the management around it is thorough. It would be much better to pull a bad woman and lose a lot. "

"... how do you know that with a spear?

"My old owners used to use the colorful city. When I bought a cheap whore on the side of the road, I got sick and had a terrible experience."

When I heard that I was ill, my face got a little stiff. Apparently, I wasn't wrong.

By the way, what's the budget? Even with a bite of a whore. When I'm at the top of the line, it's going to be a bumpy forehead. "

"I have already researched the area. You should be able to buy something that feels pretty good in the whorehouse you introduced me to."

It was also one of the knights of the church who introduced me to the whorehouse and the one I was on my way to King's Landing.

I couldn't help but wonder how such a bad knight could have accompanied the brave man, but perhaps for some reason.

So while I was talking to Gram, I arrived at the entrance to the Colorful City. As soon as I stepped in, a strong smell that was difficult to express touched my nose.

"It smells like a mixture of human desires."

"... you don't have a nose."

Even so, I have all the feelings of being close to humans. It's just the taste.

"............ does that mean anything?

If you ask me what sensation means, it becomes a fundamental story about why I can speak.

That's true, too.

Having cut to the chase, I made my way to the back of the colorful city.

─ ─ Eventually, I arrived at the store of interest.

At first glance, it seemed like a mere inn, but the name of the shop was exactly what I was told, and I'm sure it was first.

"... don't be nervous."

Though it was what I wanted, I stepped in front of the store. At this point, the heartbeat was already off.

Men have guts! Fuck you, buddy! If you step out, Momokara will be waiting!!

Gram blew up well on me stepping on my feet. It's a word that pushes back ─ ─.

"─ ─ What's the truth?

While my partner greets me, look at my beautiful tits and buttocks!!... ah, do it. Don't say that. "

It was understandable in this short period that Gram was a good person. Based on that, I heard that the answer on the proposal was returned.

"... you wait outside the room."

I got on too well. I'm sorry. Like a shellfish (mouth?) It's closed, so at least put it in the corner of the room. "

"Damn it...."

It was the sigh that came out, but with the current exchange, I felt a little less nervous. I never stepped in.

As soon as I opened the door, a woman in naked ultra-thin clothes was walking down the hallway. I should have made up my mind, but my heart jumped again.

"Hey, you're surprised. It's a whorehouse, so it's no wonder there's a whore in the middle of fapping."

"Too much stimulus for me, beginner."

When I whispered back to Gram, the woman who noticed me turned to me and smiled and disappeared into the back of the inn.

Look, the reception is just around the corner.

"Oh, I know."

Swallowing my spit, I approached the reception by the entrance to the inn. "Thank you very much for coming to our hotel. How can I help you today?

The reception is not as thin as the previous clothes, but the woman dressed up with a beautiful body line. He asked me with a soft smile.

I took a deep breath and said.

"I'm here to become a Han."

─ ─

My neck was tilted.

Shit, I got a little too distracted.

Ha ha! What a mess, buddy!

"Uuuuu...."

When it comes to words, shame is not halfway. Blood climbs to the head, and things don't go well. Relax, I can't stand the farts and the stuff from here if I'm embarrassed.

Once again, I tried to put my strength into my belly and tell the receptionist why I came to this inn.

I can hear footsteps stepping on the stairs.

Once the receptionist took his gaze off me, he turned to the person coming down from upstairs.

"Ah, Master Kenai! Congratulations!"

The receptionist lowered her head just enough to say she was a beautiful woman. A man wearing fancy clothes would be unconditionally fascinated. Especially when my eyes were nailed to a full-bodied chest that was about to overflow from the edge of my clothes.