Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

Castle of White Ya...... in one of the rooms, ten men lined up neatly, exposed to a thread of unbridled skin.

Musculoskeletal lumps...... That's not all. Young and beautiful men. The way all these beautiful men lined up was just a spectacular view.

In front of the men, a woman stood. She, like them, exposes herself to untidy skin.

The woman looks with satisfaction at the men who forest in front of her. And when I slowly approached one man, I put my lips on that body. That's how she carefully admires each and every one of the men's bodies.

How long has it been? The men don't make it as slight as ever. At that time, a woman glanced at the men. Then the man who seemed the most inflexible of them held up the woman lightly. And while in that position, slowly carry her to bed.

It's like, twenty people are huge enough beds to sleep in together...... In the middle of it she was slowly laid down. Around it the men quickly refrain.

"Get started."

A woman's word can be uttered, or the men attacked her all at once. The sight of the awesome Sake Pond Flesh Forest unfolds......

……

The woman slowly opens her eyes. There, the morning sun plunged in brilliantly.

"... again."

She shrugs, no matter who she tells. I have these slutty dreams every day here these days. Each time she feels her chest tightened. No. You shouldn't dream like this...... Shake your head slowly as you tell yourself that.

"Are you awake?

A servant and a woman come beside her with respect and refrain. The eyes were as coveted as if to see God.

"A little, I'll take a bath. You can change afterwards."

"I'm in awe. Um... I'm afraid. One thing I want to let you know."

"What is it?"

"Earlier, a letter arrived"

"Letter?"

"Yes, it is a letter from King Agarta"

"… let's read it later"

"I understand. Then please call me when you're done taking a bath."

"I thought you asked me not to call you that."

"Well... but..."

A woman gives a bewildered look. That's right. The one in front of you is God. He is the God who should save the world without ever invading it. But she told me to call her by name. I get horrible feelings. But that beautiful look is still pointed. The woman opens her mouth desperately, trying to push and kill the feeling of not being physically fit.

"I understand, I did. Vieille...... Dear"

Vieille leaks a crunch and a grin as she looks at the woman leaving the room with a bewildered look on her face. Then he got up slowly and headed to the bathroom that was equipped for the room.

Wear cold water from your head and awaken your lit body. Then, over and over again, sprinkle cold water on your body. This is her habit, and even in the middle of winter this can go on. After a while she grabbed a soft cloth and rubbed it against her body as if polishing it up.

"... ugh"

At the end of a series of tasks, stand in front of the mirror with a loud sigh. I think I have a beautiful body. It's a body polished with cold water every day. It's as even as if it's a work of art.

... Look at this body, no man does not fall down. Except for one.

Behind her brain was the face of King Linos of Agarta. One day, I want to let that one kneel before me. I want to cry and make you beg for forgiveness to hold yourself. Then I can be king of the world, both in fame...

When I thought that far, her body trembled unconsciously. Apparently, they can't beat the cold. With a desire to be a little more immersed in this lovely delusion, she laid her hands on the underwear that had been prepared in advance.

Get in touch with the tequila and stand in front of the mirror again. Posture, familiarity, elegance...... make sure there are no some gaps, she slaps her hands.

"Shall I call you?"

"I'm heading to the office. Bring me a letter from King Agarta."

"Understood."

Snorted eagle at the servant woman's words, she leaves the room early enough.

It's not that far to the office. She walked into the room or sat down on a chair like a sofa provided in front of her, not her own desk. Around, the ministers refrain, as if waiting for her arrival. After a moment, a servant woman brought a single letter. She receives it and slowly glances through it.

"... ugh"

Vieille accidentally leaked a grin when she saw the letter sent by Linos. The ministers who serve beside her do not turn their gaze to her like that, but they know that they are conscious of trying to feel her movements and mind throughout their body, as they take it.

"What can I get you for the reward?"

She shrugs, no matter who she tells. Hearing that voice, the ministers instantly perceived that their master was in a better mood than usual. Vieille took out a piece of paper and wrote something down there with the crunch.

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"... womanfox"

Back to back with the spicy words, there was a grin in that expression. I have a letter from Vieille, it's Linos. He is swimming his gaze across the universe with the look of trouble.

"'Depends on your reward'? You've come to say quite a bit, that little girl. Are you going to try my seriousness? Uh-huh. Not for a year of frying from...... probably not. Wouldn't he be happier to write that he'd dare give you my body?

Speaking those words, he closes his eyes and thinks something.

"Well, Vieille moves, don't move. The content of the operation changes dramatically...... No, no, no, no. If you don't move, you can think of another way."

That's how he shrugged, took a piece of paper out of his desk drawer, and started writing something crisp there.

"You can be a little mean. If I could read this, it would be interesting."

Saying that, he laughs cously. And when I thought I'd gotten up slowly, I opened the office window and called the Fairy Dragon.

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"... so what reply did you give?

It was Riko, Linos' wife, who was making such inquiries. Beside her, a faceted child, very similar to her husband, slept in large letters. Needless to say, it was the idea of two kids.

My mom loved him. He had recently stopped sleeping unless he was with Rico. She had never been anxious about such a son's sweetheart, but Linos had also asked her to do so, and on the other hand, she had allowed this son's cuteness to stick around too much. The only salvation is that Idea falls asleep in the blink of an eye when Rico accompanies him. Its happy sleeping face had something to rico and heal me from the heart......

Rico lifts the idea as if holding a treasure and carries it to a child's bed beside him. And then gently hang the blanket and kiss its soft cheeks. I watched that sleeping face lovingly for a while, but eventually she came back to Linos' waiting bed.

"Don't push too hard"

Saying so, she went into bed and nodded her face at Linos' chest.

"I'm not pushing you."

"I hope so...... What did you say?

"Yeah? I gave it back like this"

Linos took the paper on his pillow, wrote down the crunchiness and letters there, and gave it to Rico. There, these letters were written.

I'll do it.

There's no such thing.

It's on the other side.

[]/(n, vs) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

[]/(exp, adj-na) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

Rico kept looking at the paper for a while, but eventually, wondering if he had raised his voice to A, he returned the paper he had in his hand to Linos with a frightened look on his face.

"You shouldn't. Do this."

"See... That's Rico."

"If you think about it, you'll find out soon enough."

"Right...... I thought it bothered me..."

Even with an unfortunate look on his face, Linos rounded the paper to a crumb and threw it in the crumb.

"But I love Linos for coming up with that."

"... thanks"

"Ugh."

Rico grinned and nodded his face at Linos' chest. Linos gently embraced her body….