Limit Breaker

After the mother finished her shower and came out of the bathtub, Jinwoo, who was next, asked Noah to be jealous, using a gap to change her underwear.

"Response?"

"I've stimulated every part of Jinwoo's talk, but only her breasts responded."

"Good, you're a mother. You have the same heart. Heave-ho!"

"D-don 't say that. I'm ashamed..."

In the past, she had to hang her head down to cover her red face in a message that reminded her that her breasts had faded away a little.

After washing his bruised back and back like Noah had accidentally punched his vagina or jealous, Noah's actions were all performed by his command.

Especially in the case of vaginas, even jokes are hard to touch, so they deliberately kicked themselves to silence the pain. It didn't work very well.

Make it if there are no weaknesses.

However, he opened his mouth again to sharpen and wipe the foundation on which would grasp the weaknesses of Iscilia, because none of the creations would have much basis, and its effectiveness was not strong.

"Well done. If I wash up and come out, you insist on sleeping with me this time. I'll respond, too, and pretend to be asleep and touch my chest to keep me feeling around it. But if it's too much, they'll reject it, so hang up properly. Okay?"

"Yes, I will."

"I trust you, Noah."

Then, he went to the bathroom with a light kiss, as if he were slightly touching Noah's lips.

Kick-- Kick-- shoot him--

As he entered the bathroom, he began to plan ahead as he turned on the shower water.

Here's what he thought of his plan:

First, use Noah to find Iscilia's palate. He looks for ways to strike back at the feelings he learned from Noah's report, and continues to remind her of her sexual pleasure.

If you think of her as a child's madness after meeting her after all these years, merciful Iscilia will not make a sound of disgust to her and will desperately endure it.

There, when she is around, she must disappear as an excuse to refuse Noah's deep skinship.

It's not a bad choice to waste your time and make money while working for mercenaries rather than having a painful day because you want to open a rice barrel that is still preliminary.

After all, when the decades of sleeping sexual pleasure resurfaced, she was encouraged to take a caffeinated beverage, such as stimulants or coffee, so that she could not sleep easily.

Iscilia, who was tossing around on the bed like that, cautiously comes out of the door with strange noise, revealing herself and Noah's dark sex scene in her closet, reviving the pleasures of sex.

The biggest problem is that Noah's immature loving skills may just make him feel strange.

Although it is difficult to succeed in a day or two, even the immature skills continue to stimulate her body and induce her to masturbate while reminding her of her sex life with her husband to build up a little bit of cravings.

"Phew... Patience. Hold on... I'd like to attack right now... but let's be patient for now."

Although it would be his favorite situation, 'laying his mother in one place', Jiwoo desperately decided to endure it, taking a shower first, and resolving his cravings through the life of the mercenary.

"Huh?"

So I decided to leave the latter to Noah, and I looked in a dazed mirror and found a strange pattern painted on his shoulder.

"What is this?"

Jinwoo used to take off all her clothes when washing, but she didn't pay much attention to her shoulders while wiping her face and head.

Exactly one minute and a second were too busy holding Noah for too long, but it would be accurate to say that they didn't have to care.

"A tattoo? I didn't engrave this in character creation."

He recalled when he was creating the character, but was somewhat (?) I didn't put any tattoos except for plastics.

No, if I did, I would have drawn a tattoo wrapped around my forearm instead of this 50-won symbol.

The emblem was the shape of a skeleton, a large centipede with countless legs, and he ignored the picture of the emblem without much thought.

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"Mom, come sleep with me today."

"Huh?"

After Jinwoo finished her shower, Noah, who was blooming a story flower, opened his mouth as if he was waiting for her to stop sleeping at the same time.

"Well, that's good. Do you think you'll be able to have a refreshing morning with your loving family by your side when you wake up?"

Jinwoo nodded, thinking that Noah's happiness would be my happiness, and that it would be better, and that Isaiah, who had never imagined that he would rape himself and his daughter at the same time, would not be that bad either.

"Hehe, you've been so lonely."

"Ugh... Can't I...?"

Noah threw away his usual cool image and turned into a loving daughter, shaking his shoulders and shivering his sheep. He had the power to make anyone look like him lifting his white skin.

"Yes, let's sleep together."

"I have a mercenary life starting tomorrow, so I'll check my weapons and go to sleep."

"I see."

Jinwoo went down to the basement to check on the weapons, and the two women in pajamas for sleep lay down in the bedroom only in Noah's room.

"I'm so glad I can sleep with you."

"I agree with you."

Iscilia gently strokes Noah's hair, holding him in her arms.

"Ugh... the smell of a cozy mom..." "

"Isn't he... too young to smoke?"

Noah groans roughly between her breasts, and Iscilia smiles slightly happily at her favorite daughter.

"……."

"Yes? Are you asleep already?"

At that time, she suddenly opened her mouth quietly to her sloppy, speechless daughter, and when there was no answer, she found herself asleep in her arms and tried to slap herself with caution.

"Wooooo!"

I held my arms around my waist even more as if I didn't want to fall out of my warm mother's arms.

As an ordinary mother, she tried to beat him up, but her gentle nature and endless love for her daughter gave up on her daughter and gave up on her body so she could sleep well.

After some time, she also felt comfortable in the warmth of her daughter and began to pour out.

Bang, bang!

As Noah was lying awake, he suddenly opened his arms around his waist and grabbed his chest, and she was amazed at her act of touching her breasts with all her might.

'Hehe, I guess I've been really lonely.'

At the same time, I let him go because he was so hungry.

However, Noah, who was pretending to be asleep, continued to distort his chest and did not react so much, this time he began sucking the veiled nipple with his mouth.

"Ugh?"

Suddenly, after the nipple sucker felt itchy and weird excitement in the bathtub, Iscilia wanted to beat her daughter, but she let her sleep for a while.

However, Noah's actions gradually intensified, and she could no longer endure the electric sensation of his body trembling with her actions such as pulling his chest with her hands and breaking his nipple like she was about to milk him, and carefully separated Noah's body from his mind and arms.

As Noah advised us to break up moderately, Iscilia flips over without resisting pushing herself out of her mind.

"Phew……."

After a sigh of relief, Iscilia still gently stroked to calm her nipples and chest, but once the hard sensation of mouth-watering was about to revive, it was the best she could do to calm her body while exhaling.

"He fell asleep before I could see him. Is it because you've been so lonely?"

She fell asleep quietly as her hot body calmed down, thinking that she was just a bad sleeping habit, and Noah shunned any more flirting, and her room only heard a quiet breath.

Meanwhile, while Noah was carrying out his instructions, Jin came down to the basement and placed disassembled metal parts and mechanical parts on the work bench in order to make the suits and weapons he would use.

The weapons used during the bank robbery were all disassembled, so starting tomorrow, we had to build new weapons to act as mercenaries.

'The Blade isn't ready yet. If the government finds out anything about the Blade, I'm a fugitive.'

Or slaughter every politician in the government.

However, if all the politicians disappear at once, there is a problem.

They must be offered as a sacrifice of the Ironite Blade, but the important thing is that there must be someone who can replace them.

After all, it's sure to bother you if you find out that you have a Blade, so you have to hide it for a while and wait for it to be forgotten.

Of course, we will not forget the Blade deep inside the brains of politicians as it was goods that went back billions of years, but we will make it look different from the original Blade by changing its appearance or changing its handle.

The disposal of the Blade was later decided to make a suit first.

Of course, I don't intend to use it right now. When a Class E mercenary has powerful power suits, he doubts the surrounding area, so that he can immediately activate them if he gains power in the future.

'Honestly, I could build a solar generator and use it right now. But you can't show her everything I've got.'

She has a perception that Smith Young is somewhat capable. Suddenly, the setting that she introduced as Smith breaks when she wears power suits with great performance.

Because she was so close to finding out what the other person's lie was going to do, she was going to settle her desire to make power suits and get caught up in the corner.

So he went from making tabs to making suits. He looked at the appearance of the power suits that had to be drooling all the time, and he made a delightful assessment to see which ones to make.

For the record, some of the suits are Iron Man's or other SF-based power armor.

However, he liked the unique thing, and he continued to screen it to pick out the unusual power suits, but he didn't like it much.

At the end, there was a menu called 'Custom' where players could attach their own parts, but the aesthetic standards they were watching and craftsmanship was a separate problem, so they did not go easy.

For reference, light power suits are typically in the form of skin armor, which feels like tights that stick to the body, and heavy armor that significantly increases the height by 2-3 times.

After all, I no longer liked the suit, so I had to change the appearance of the suit myself.

- I'm going into custom fabrication mode. -

With the message, the screen was fixed in the shape of a cross with a human figure that looked like a mannequin strapping its legs and arms flailing to the left and to the right.

On the right screen, there were numerous parts, such as the upper half, lower half, legs, and optional parts, but Jinwoo pointed to them as' random '.

"Okay, let's keep it random. Someday you'll find something I like. '

Because he was not confident in making it cool, he kept pressing the random button and choosing the appearance of the power suit he would wear.

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I love the ripple on my post. A ripple is a crossroads?

However, the reason for not answering their ripples is because each and every one of them will make my lines that long, and because I think your readers' faces will turn to "Ah Shiva," the writer's words will not comment on the ripples to deliberately avoid false expectations and disappointments.

If anyone thinks that my rifle is chewed up, I'm always watching Riflean, and I can't help but answer questions that are relevant to Netta in the story, but the ripple is quick to respond to contextual errors, misconfiguration.

Please know that I am the owner of a weak mental faculty that is happy to react and angry and sad.