Ten Sabers Together Can't Save You

"I'm really happy, but..." She hesitated: "But with her, she gets all the good things first...Of course I don't really care about this, but..."

Speaking of this, she raised her head: "But you, you were the one I met first! You were the first thing I set my sights on! Why did you also get snatched away by Jiu Tun in the end? Why, you fool!"

The blond-haired young ghost became very emotional again, and while talking, she hammered Guinevere's shoulder with her fist—because of her height, she could only hit so far.Otherwise, she would probably be knocked on the head.

"Huaxin radish or something..."

Injured both physically and mentally, Guinevere couldn't help but argue: "I wasn't snatched away by her. Of course it wasn't yours—"

"—I don't believe it! No one can escape Shuten's charm! She never misses what she wants!" She interrupted Guinevere excitedly.

"but--"

"—If you want to convince me, prove it to me!" She interrupted Guinevere again.

"Then what kind of proof do you want?"

"--hug me!"

"..."

"—Hold me!" She said seriously: "Since you think I'm cuter than Shuten, then hug me! Prove it to me with practical actions!"

……

Author's message:

"You thought Ibaraki was the one you kissed? Actually, it was me, Shuten!" For some reason, such a line came to mind.

Chapter 37 is someone else's stuff!

"..."

Guinevere really wanted to, if he could laugh.Looking at the young girl opposite, she closed her eyes tightly and opened her hands.Gurneywell couldn't think of a more suitable adjective other than "brave".

What's more, I just said that she is also very cute.It doesn't mean "choose you and not her".

but……

If you just do nothing like this, it is still against the way of chivalry.

There is no reason to talk to young girls.There is no reason to talk to drunk people.There is no reason to talk to a drunk young girl.

Thinking of this in his heart, Guinevere opened his arms and hugged the blond young ghost in his arms.When touching her arm, Guinevere could clearly feel that her whole body was tense.

This further proves that this young ghost is trying to be brave.

"To what extent?"

Guinevere, who held her in his arms, thought about it.

Of course you can't really do what she says.

The kid is drunk.To do so now is to take advantage of others.

Gurneywell didn't even think about kissing.Because that is also taking advantage of others... Fortunately, Guinevere is very experienced.The experience of taking care of drunk girls, he has almost covered Hiratsuka-san.It must be possible for this blond-haired imp—eh? !

Just when Guinevere thought so, his body was knocked down by the blond young ghost opposite.Roll from the chair to the floor.When he subconsciously touched Clarent's sword hilt, he saw the blond young ghost who was pressing him down, with a red face and a smirk, approached him a little bit, and then kissed him on the lips.

"Ugh-"

I don't know where I learned the skill, but the young ghost's little tongue stuck in.It was jerky at the beginning, but slowly, little by little, she gradually mastered the skill of this kind of play.

Like a ghost, greedy and never satisfied.When Guinevere tried to struggle to push her away, he was restrained by a stronger force.Hands grabbed his wrists, her delicate body pressed against his body, and her calves and knees lay on his thighs.

Just like what I said before, the blond kid is much stronger than Guinevere.Especially when drunk.

After a kiss that left Guinevere's mouth dry, she looked at him with a smirk: "Very good, very tasty. More than I thought—"

Having said that, she lowered her head again, and when Guinevere wanted to turn her face away, she forcibly pressed her head and fixed it.

"Don't move, you flower-hearted carrot. Isn't it impossible to kiss me like this?"

Showing cute canine teeth, the blond kid who seemed to have a deeper blush than before said so.Then came the second round——

"woo woo woo woo--"

The deep kiss between the two (ghosts) lasted about ten minutes.The drunken-eyed blond young ghost raised his head again, and took a big breath, as if he was about to lack oxygen: "In this way, before the wine is swallowed, you are mine. Heh heh heh... at least, at least This time before Jiu Tun—”

"Hey--"

Before Guinevere wanted to protest, she kissed him for the third time, as if she wanted to pour all her affection into this kiss.The blond-haired imp clings tightly to Guinevere's body.It was as hard as trying to strangle him.Regardless of Guinevere's struggle...it lasted for more than fifteen minutes before Guinevere let go.

"Really... you bastard." After three consecutive deep kisses, the blond young ghost, who was already in a drunken state, felt groggy: "I seem to be... a little obsessed with you..."

After muttering like this, the blond-haired kid closed his eyes and fell on Guinevere.I don't know if I passed out from exhaustion, or fell asleep drunk.

"..."

Guinevere just stood up.I felt burning pain all over my body.When he raised his wrist, he could see the blue and purple bruises made by the young ghost.Presumably on the thighs, and of course on the forehead.

Besides the lips and tongue too.The former is mostly congested and swollen, while the latter is almost cramp...

Really, want to cry but have no tears.

Was my first kiss gone like this?

Guinevere, who has no memory of the outing at the age of twelve and insists that kisses with relatives are not counted, doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.