Goodnight, Mr. Wolf

By the time I realized it was morning already. Since the furniture was arranged differently, it was also immediately apparent that this was not the one room addressed to Aria.

I look up at the ceiling in a daze wondering what the hell happened. I unconsciously put my hands together on my lower abdomen because there was no doubt there was complaining of stiffness and pain.

"Aria... are you awake?

I am called upon to be small and finally realize that I am not alone. Turning his face to the side as he lay asleep, his eyes met with crying golden eyes.

"Dear Siegfried..."

"Aria, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"What is' sorry '?

"I didn't want it to hurt, I told you, I..."

"I want to be, no..."

I wonder when you had such a conversation. My lower abdomen with both hands had a chisel and a fever.

"My stomach..."

"Tummy? Does it hurt?

"I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry..."

"To?"

"I'm dying of hunger..."

"I'll get you something, so wait!

I pop out of the room like Siegfried was bounced. He made a light noise and stared at the closed door, exhaling a much hotter breath. I wonder how long the hell I've been accepting Siegfried here. It should be empty now. That's where it still hurts with the fever.

I don't like it hurting. I don't even like to suffer. But that wasn't all.

"What shall we do..."

I can't believe I felt so good, there's no way I could tell you that.

The trip that day took me on a carriage. Siegfried asked me which way I wanted to ride today, but my lower abdomen was sore and I couldn't possibly ride the horse. Plus it's too embarrassing to snuggle with Siegfried yesterday today. I'm sure it's the mountain of Sekiyama that solidifies while blushing and falls off the horse.

Lay only your upper body down in the seat and let yourself be swayed by the carriage. I still have a clear memory on my skin that it was painful, hot, and felt good enough to melt. I put my hands together against my lower abdomen and noticed myself rebelling against what happened last night.

Maybe Aria's body is very stubborn. At first it was just painful, and I was taught that enduring the pain was the key. Then I should have been explained in class that I was going to learn to feel better and better, but how I was last night.

He was drowning in fever, pleasure and waving his own hips. He did not even try to stop the slutty gasp falling from his mouth, but crossed the black beast for further stimulation.

"Dear Siegfried, I must have thought you were a woman..."

I couldn't wait to be ashamed of myself and couldn't get off the carriage when my horse stopped for a break. Perhaps it was for Aria that time was taken for a break. After silently tucking his lunch sandwich in his stomach, thanking him for his care, he lays down again in his seat and gets bored. My face gets hot because of shame, I'm sure. My body gets hot - I feel like I shouldn't think about it now, and I kept my eyes closed.

Sometimes the departure was delayed and the itinerary did not go as planned. The border that was supposed to be crossed cannot be crossed, and I am staying in the domestic inn again today. Even further away from the Wang capital than yesterday, the room is small and old. Still, it could be a wild boarding house after tomorrow, so it would be as good as sleeping where there are walls and roofs.

There was also a lack of sleep last night and my body is terribly tired. Arriving in the room as he dragged his heavy body, Aria fell straight into bed with a hundred million robberies as well to purify her body. From the hard bed mat, there is a slight smell of mold.

Maybe if it was Lillianne, she'd say, "Let me change my bed!" and I guess I'll call it scattered. No, maybe if there's no way I can sleep in a place like this, I'll bend my umbilicus in a more fundamental place.

As I groan thinking about it, the door to the room is knocked. I jumped up in a hurry because I thought maybe Siegfried was here.

Last night's events come back to the back of my brain clearly. It's not like I wasn't shocked by my first sudden visit. Though educated about the night's fortune - no, that's why I knew it was so important. But it's something Siegfried keeps apologizing for with such a crying face that emotions other than shame have decided to drive him to a corner of his mind. I'm sure he didn't mean what happened last night either.

"Excuse me! I'm coming!

Hurry to hem the dress and put your hands through the messy hair. I held my chest down and took a deep breath and finally hung my hand on the door knob.

"... Mr. Lars. What's the matter, sir?

Looking up at a man like Oyama standing at the entrance to the room, Aria tilts her neck. I ran my eyes down the hall expecting just a little bit, but I knew there wasn't a Siegfried figure there.

"There's something I need to talk to you about... okay?

"Yes, of course."

Recommend the chair to Lars, who invited him in, and pour water from the water into the glass. Lars, who shrunk his big body to the fullest, didn't even seem to realize that he had been placed a glass in front of him.

"Um, what's a story?

Hit yourself in the chair and put your mouth on a glass poured with water for you. Lars still doesn't notice the glass. Slowly sip the water in the glass as you gaze over the leaning Lars. I'd really like a cup of tea, but if I catch my eye with it, it'll ring tomorrow.

"I don't know if I can talk..."

Lars's expression of determination finally raised the face he was leaning on. Scorched brown eyes are reminiscent of a throwaway dog wet in the rain.

"First, let me explain to you about Oombe and Meshibe...!

"With Oobe... Meebe...?

"It's something women should properly tell you if it's supposed to be. I don't know if a boneless man like me can explain it properly, but I'll do my best, so please ask."

"Yeah. I don't mind asking... Oobe and Mebe?

Lars is sweating gently on his forehead. Even though the temperature is about cool, muscle is still a considerable source of heat. I'll take the handkerchief out and wipe the sweat off your forehead.

"Thank you.... okay, Dear Aria, first of all there are" male and female "in this world. The male has a maid, and the female has a maid."

"Ha..."

"Now, when the mackerel and the mackerel stick together, they become fruits and seeds."

Maybe now, the most important part has been skipped. Lars seems to be trying to explain himself with a figure that doesn't make sense, but it's not going to be easy to say how he sees it.

"Um..."

"Question? I'm not sure I can answer any questions, but I'm going to try my best."

"Uh, maybe you're trying to explain to me how to make a child?

"How did you know...!?"

"Because that's about all I know. As a pre-dowry upbringing, I've been learning a lot from my tutor for a year."

Lars opens his mouth to Aria's words.

"So does Aria know what happened yesterday...?

"Yes. One street is..."

Pinch the thinly dyed cheeks with both hands and cool the heat. Since yesterday, I feel like I've been asked all kinds of embarrassing things. Lars is still clouding his words, but leading up to Siegfried, he said, 'Is the first period coming?' What a direct word I've been asking, so I was really embarrassed. Lars is relieved in front of Aria, whose face heat won't cool.

"Oh good......! No, it's not good, but I thought I wouldn't explain it from scratch, so I had a clear stomach all day today."

"I'm sorry to distract you"

"That's okay. Because that's what I do.... Dear Aria, do you know about the difference between werewolves and people?

"I don't know much about it."

"To be honest, I'm not that familiar with it either. We know a little bit about our bodies, but we don't really know about people."

That would certainly be the case, convinced and hum nodding. Even Aria knows a lot about her body, but she doesn't know much about werewolves.

"There are just differences between the two races that I know of. We have things that people don't have."

"What do you have that we don't have?

"First of all, the werewolves have an episode."

"Hatsuji-kun"

"Is that an unfamiliar word?

"The cat sounds so loud in the spring, that's it, isn't it?

"That's right. We have it."

Surprised, but more interested than that.

"After all, is it spring?

"Seasons don't matter. We, the werewolf men, have a tantrum that women in ovulation are nearby."

"Heh, that's funny"

I nodded again and then stopped moving perfectly.

"Oh, that, because, no..."

I let the heat rise on my face as I shuddered my lips with a mess. Lars started this conversation because Siegfried's actions yesterday must have been taken because of his "estrus." In other words, there was a woman on Siegfried's side at that time. Aria is the only woman on this journey. I mean, Lars is now telling Aria, "You're ovulating, aren't you? 'and will be pointing it away. To Aria, who turns bright red and trembles, Lars lowers his brow with regret.

"Excuse me. But I really am. Even when it comes to estrus, it's not inherently that harmful to the extent that it's easier to get excited than usual. However, Siegfried is a little susceptible."

"Are you susceptible?

That's all I manage to ask back as I'm about to burst out into shame. Lars keeps his eyebrows down and distorts his face in a difficult way.

"It's a physical problem. I usually keep it down with medication, but last night I didn't seem to be able to take my medication at my usual time due to the late journey. Aria must have visited your room at a bad time just when the medicine was fading."

"If I hadn't gone to my room then..."

"It's not your fault. If you need to hold me accountable, I'm the worst person who didn't explain it in advance."

Lars says so, but if Aria's journey wasn't delayed in the first place, Siegfried wouldn't have missed the time to take his pills. After all, it's Aria that's bad, and I don't think Lars has any nonsense.

Lars is distorting his face so that he cares about Aria, who drops her shoulders softly. Aria grinned hard, too, because she could tell she was trying to make a smile out of him.

"The second difference is in body fluids."

"Fluid?"

"A werewolf man in a state of excitement has a mix of ingredients that intoxicate women in his fluids."

"Drunk a woman..."

"Early stories act as hormones."

"It's okay."

"Are you unfamiliar?

To Lars' words, now snort. I know what it means somehow from the literal point of view, but I didn't immediately believe it would occur in the body fluids of the creature.

"If you've been through it, you know it. I feel comfortable with my dreams and can't think of anything else."

I remember the moment when I could play something hot in my body. Before that, it was just painful, but after that, my body burned and hurt, and I couldn't do anything about it. If that was due to the horny effects contained in the bodily fluids, it would mean that it wasn't Aria's physical condition that disturbed her so much, even if it was her first act.

"Good......! I have a very mundane body, and I was wondering what to do."

I caressed my chest down with relief, and then I realized.

"Um... Mr. Lars, how do you know about last night? Did Master Siegfried tell you anything?

Sure, Aria just had a morning sleep, but she should have explained to Lars, "with the fatigue of the journey". What an embarrassment to be able to talk about what happened last night.

In the wake of Aria's astonishing gaze, Lars can wolf as soon as possible. He let his scorched tea eyes wander pathetically and seemed desperate to find words.

"No, that, my voice..."

"Voice?"

You couldn't find a good word, open your mouth the way Lars finally noticed.

"I wasn't a very good inn, so my voice was leaking quite a bit... sorry"

I have a consciousness that I have spoken out quite a bit. That voice was leaking outside, which means everyone who hears the voice knows what happened last night -.

"That... how far were you hearing that...?

"I don't think the other guests at the inn heard me because I only have good ears because of my race."

"No, I didn't. Who did you hear? No way... not all of them, right?

"... excuse me"

That was the answer. Aria just couldn't hide her bright red face, teary-eyed and kicked Lars out of the room.