Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

Souvenir

Before I went back to the settlement, I made the wolf's skin discreet.

He asks me if I wouldn't have gone to the city if I had taken the wolf's skin home.

If you went, they would ask you what the skin was before the processing.

I went to the city by myself and came back. I would be a great warrior if they thought the werewolf hunt was a success.

He hasn't said it's a table, but honestly, a lot of guys at this age are jealous of my strength as a middle-aged warrior.

I enter the settlement in grandeur and head to my Pao.

Make sure no one sees you and hurry your stuff into your pao.

"Jumka, you're home"

The chief spoke to me.

"Yes, I'm back now.

"Well, is that what you bought in the city?

"Yes."

After the chief saw the bag in my hand, he saw the stuff loaded on the horse.

"You only sold sheep's hair?

Wolf fur was found.

"Yes, no, that, there were other tribal boys being attacked by wolves, so I worked with him to destroy the wolf herd.

"Boy? Aren't you the only one?

"No, I cooperated and knocked him down.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that. I don't know how many heads you were, but you would have been able to take them down by yourself. Then you were a warrior soon enough."

The chief sighed unfortunately.

"It's a shame.

That's what made me sound sorry, too.

The chief immediately left.

I put the horse inside the fence.

I looked for Lucci first.

Lucci was spinning wool into yarn at the center of the settlement.

Next to it, Jesus, Ichu, Shirley and Sharon work together.

I'm not married, but I think I already said family with the women.

"Ah, brother."

Shirley noticed me first.

I'm home now.

Usually the two jumping in just stood on the spot.

Lucci stands up quietly, gently kneeling and approaching.

"Welcome home, Master Jumka"

I was thrilled with Lucci's smile.

"Lucci, meditate your eyes"

"What is it?

Lucci meditated on my eyes.

I put my index finger up in front of my lips at the women around me and posed quietly. It's a trick not originally found in the meadows, but it seems to have been well communicated.

I gave out the jeweled necklace I bought for Lucci from my nostalgia.

The women around them let their eyes shine.

Even if culture is different, women still like jeweled ornaments.

I removed the clasp and put a necklace around the back of the look.

"That's enough."

Crush in Lucci's ear.

Lucci opens his eyes and looks at his chest.

And soon he turned around and jumped into my chest.

"I'm delighted to have such wonderful things, Master Jumka."

The softness of the look engulfed me.

first time lucci hugged me but its softness is going to melt my brain

As inelastic as the word elasticity is, it is as soft as the body sinks.

The softness of the look crushes the rationality of the brain.

Not good as this.

"Lucci, you know, we're all watching.

When I said it in the light, Lucci turned bright red on my face and left me.

"I'm sorry, Master Jumka"

I walked right off the spot.

I never lost the raw, warm eyes of the women I was around. Never.

I called Wolge to take care of the sheep.

And I showed him the iron crumbs I bought.

"Can you take this?

"Mm-hmm. I'd like to try. However, because plants predominate, metals may not do well.

"Oh, I know.

I moved into a big place with Wolge.

I put some iron scraps in the prepared stone vessel.

Iron scraps begin to tremble when Wolge sheds his magic.

Gradually, the vibration increases and the iron scrap begins to turn red.

The reddened iron melts and starts to bump and bubble.

"Ha, I'll remove the impurities, ha, I'll remove them.

It bumps and foams, and when the foam stops, a chunk of red iron floats.

Its iron mass gradually turns into a pointy shape and into a shaped shape.

Then the red iron claw cools in an instant and falls to the ground with potpourri.

Likewise, a few pieces are made and fall to the ground.

And there was less iron left in the vessel of stone, and it was less than one minute, and it was made into a sphere, and it fell to the ground.

"Done. Phew, ha, look.

Wolge gave me a finished piece of cake.

It's not hot at all when I try it.

The one ahead is sharp as if it had just been polished.

Every once in a while I try to put the tip on my finger.

Puffy blood came out of my fingers.

"Perfect, Wolge, when you have time to slow down, turn all this iron scrap into an arrow."

"Yes, I understand.

He looked tired, but with a nice smile, Urji replied.

After eating at night, Jumel and Urji returned and left the women behind.

"You guys have souvenirs, too.

I gave each of my three sisters a pair of tweezers.

The three of them embraced the cuddle they gave happily.

Returning the three of them to Pao, I approached Jesus.

I stroked my head and put on my hair decorations.

"Master, this... may I have it?

"Oh, you're so cute"

"Thank you.

I sat away from Jesus and slapped him on the knee.

"Come."

"Yes."

Jesus sat on my lap.

I smelled the noodle part of Jesus.

I felt the sweet smell characteristic of the girl.

Open the chest area and expose the chest.

I grabbed my chest with disappointment.

"Ah, your husband"

Instead, he squeezes Jesus' chest around.

"Oh, my lord, it's intense. Yeah, yeah."

"Jesus, speak up for me better"

I whined in my ear and picked my nipples.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh"

Jesus shook his body with Vikri.

"Good voice."

I feel like there's some kind of desire to conquer in Jesus.

I let go of my arm.

Jesus slowly rises up and leaves me.

I took off my clothes and dressed up as a dog.

I put my body between Jesus' legs.

When I look at the crack in Jesus, there's no hair whatsoever. The crack is moving like it's waiting for my thing.

I stroke Jesus' cheek, stroke his neck, gently poke his nipples, and stroke his stomach. Touch the body of Jesus that you haven't been able to touch for a week.

"Master, I want you to take care of me and your husband soon.

Jesus has spoken with a sweet voice.

I picked her up as a slave wife and held her every day, but I don't know why she didn't say something sweet like this.

But with this voice of Jesus, I couldn't wait to be inserted into Jesus' vagina.

I checked the location and went on my hips.

The crack of Jesus opens the moment my stuff goes on and welcomes my stuff in.

I grab Jesus' hips and go further.

"Oh, your husband's taken care of, in my vagina, oh, oh"

Jesus is happy to raise his voice.

It has been inserted many times in Jesus' vagina, but it feels good no matter how many times it is inserted.

We're moving.

I don't need confirmation from my slave wife.