Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

On a lonely night, stay in the captain's room.

Men and women, and lovers.

So there's no way anything's going to happen.

I'm not saying there are no peaceful nights, but there are days when I want to make it a fierce night.

Summer nights, that's it.

Feel each other's fever, and boost it even further.

You just have to be the same object so that the different colors of glass melt and mix together, I can't believe it.

As much as I think about that.

The intense behavior was over, and my breathing calmed down.

The captain woke up physically when I was slowing down and listening to the captain's heartbeat.

I'm sure he's going to take a shower.

Usually, I'm with you.

I feel a little different today.

"Don't you do it anymore?

To my words, the captain looked down at me.

He looks surprised, even with dim vision.

"Are you inviting me?

"If I asked you out, would you get in?

To inquire, repeat the question.

Oh, the crease between the captain's brows has increased.

I don't think you're angry.

Are you in trouble? Or are you wondering?

I guess I didn't have enough words.

"You know what? I wish I was feeling the captain a little more."

With a gentle touch to the pierced left ear, with sweetness in his gaze, I try to seduce him.

I deepen my grin at the captain who reacts piquely and faintly.

The captain is vulnerable to me.

You respect my will, you basically go through my desires.

That's the same thing on the bed.

Some things you won't let me do!

"... not at all"

The captain sighs with words.

You're scared, aren't you?

Did they think you couldn't ask her out?

But that's it now.

It's not that rare to invite you from me.

If that's about it and you don't like it, the captain never dated me from the start.

"Not at all," the captain means, not at all.

"Phew... hmm..."

Respond to the captain's mouth that has been worn from above.

Suck on the lukewarm ingrown tongue as you pinch it with your upper and lower lips.

The captain has a big hand when he licks the back of his tongue and accidentally jumps his shoulder.

Even that will be received by the body as a relaxed pleasure, probably because of the remnants of the intense exchange that took place just now.

"... you're sweet. Anywhere."

The lips are slightly apart and the twinkle of exhalation creaks through the hair.

Dark blue eyes were lit with rough fever again.

When I laughed gladly at that, the captain gave me another mouthful.

Night is not yet dawn.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, it is."

I reply to the captain who looks worried.

Consciousness is half, in dreams.

It wasn't once or twice that I saw the end of it and thought it was too comfortable and hard.

Apparently, it was too late when I realized I had let the captain take his tag off.

At the end of the day, it was hectic, and the captain even took me to the bath, and the captain almost washed me instead of me fluffy.

The changed sheets twitched me, and now it's time to say good night.

The captain's hands combing my hair are gentle as he wears an arm pillow, and he's going to fall asleep right now.

But still a little, I also feel like it's a waste of sleep.

Maybe he wants to enjoy the heat aftertaste.

"Ugh, it's a mix ~"

"... right"

Guru and pressed his head against the captain's arm, the captain spilled a faint grin.

My hair combing hands are carving a certain rhythm, like a babysitter.

It's like saying, go to sleep.

Being able to fall asleep honestly is a bit ridiculously regrettable.

But I have no desire to escape that hand.

"I'd love to, Daisy."

Keep your eyes closed so that you don't feel anything, I tell you.

It's like saying hello to me already.

Whether I say it or not, I still feel like I haven't said enough.

How much more do I have to say I like it to convey all my thoughts?

"Oh, so am I."

A gentle voice rocks the eardrum.

I don't think he came out of that strong side of the captain, a warm and soft voice.

That alone tells me how much the captain likes me.

As much as the words of love I got before. Maybe more than that.

Voices, attitudes, eloquent.

I really know I don't like it if you don't tell me.

All the time, I knew.

I'm sure the captain thinks of me more than I think.

One smile from the captain is much heavier than saying I like it a hundred times.

That's not light-hearted of me, if I say so, it's a matter of concentration.

The captain is serious and honest, so he never lies.

Words, attitudes.

"It's a wonderful mix that people like you."

"Right."

"When you ask someone who's nice, that's all you need to be here."

One thought is fun, but it's just fun.

I have a lot of feelings I can't taste without both thoughts.

It's kind of a miracle that you're happy to have the same likes back.

It has strong gravity, like it stops me from sewing myself on the spot.

"I, the captain, love you so much."

The hand that was combing my hair stopped for a little while.

I go on with the words without worrying.

"I couldn't think of anything because of the big waves. Fill your head with all squad leaders. It's amazing, amazing how you can only think about people you like."

When I want to be full of captains, I want captains.

Still, I'm immersed in that mixed finish.

Everything but the captain has gone somewhere.

A little guilt that this is okay and a great relief that this is okay.

I like the captain. I like it. I really like it. Love it.

Only such feelings disappear when fluttered and floated.

"Is it also something you don't want to think about?

"What do you think? I don't always think about things I don't want to think about because I don't want to. So I don't know."

For a long time, my head wasn't fit to think about difficult things.

I didn't really like working my head off on the negative side.

Most of the time, I don't know, I'm sorry.

It still is.

Head and heart filled with captains.

Anything else? Well, it's fine now.

Don't think about it, let's leave ourselves to comfort.

"... go to sleep now"

Pomp, and the captain's hand gently slaps me in the back of the head.

Right, it's almost dawn already.

The captain and I have work to do, and we need to get some sleep.

"Huh."

I answer in a voice I'm not sure if it's a yawn or a reply.

Exactly...... sleepy.

It's a waste of sleep, I'm so sleepy that I can't tell you.

My eyelids are heavy and I don't lift another millimeter.

"Good night."

With that voice, a soft feeling on the forehead.

He probably kissed me, but I can't even confirm that anymore.

I'd kiss you back if I were you, but I don't have that kind of energy.

I fell into a deep sleep without even being able to say good night.

So I had no idea what kind of eyes the captain was looking at me.