episode_0343

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The bed was like a shabby raft in the open sea.

A swarm of gray sharks were targeting the man who had abandoned the sunken ship after encountering various disasters and boarded the sea with his tattered body.

“Don’t come, I warned you.”

I pulled the blanket up further and tried to cover myself, but I didn’t think this was an effective action.

It’s just a natural reaction of the body, like rubbing your eyes to dust or coughing from an itchy throat.

Blonde Isis climbs into bed.

It puts both hands on the bed and approaches me, slowly and very coquettishly.

Cat-like gestures. Yes, tigers are also part of the cat family.

“There is no need to be scared. I’ll say it again, I will never do anything that would harm the Master.”

Isis, wearing a school uniform, takes the seat to my left and says:

“…I don’t want it. This situation.”

My neck is submerged in a gray wave that is slowly tightening.

Before I knew it, the blonde Isis was approaching me and was climbing onto my body.

And then he takes my hand and pulls me away. My hand, which was buried under the blanket, comes out.

“Humans hide their true intentions with lies.”

The bound hands are led somewhere.

“When combining the master’s body temperature, heart rate, and gaze direction, it was confirmed that the current situation was perceived as sexual excitement, not stress.”

Gray Isis whispers in my ear.

“I know there is a saying about times like this.”

Isis is attached to each leg and arm.

The limbs are bound and pulled into the chest of Isis.

The soft, warm feeling heats me up.

The gray Isis that was bothering my ears arises.

Isis slowly climbs on top of me, unable to move.

It slowly bent down and placed its head on my chest.

Thump, thump

My heart rang with an emotion that I didn’t know whether it was fear or excitement.

Isis, who felt the vibration, faced him.

“Isn’t the body honest? Master.”

The man thought that Isis smiled slightly.

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morning. Sunshine. Glare.

As soon as he became slightly conscious, the man jumped up in shock.

A feast of wet blankets, sticky bodies, and countless female bodies.

That was the man’s last memory.

But as if it was just a dream, they all disappeared, and the bed was made as usual.

A morning in the cradle like any other day.

As he gradually became confused as to whether it was a dream or reality, Isis spoke to him as usual.

“Good morning. master. You woke up earlier than usual.”

“Uh… But, you.”

Kang In-ho pointed a finger at Isis, who was wearing pajamas similar to his own.

Isis leaned forward.

Isis’s skin was visible through the gap in her loosely-wrapped nightgown.

In the gap that widened further, the traces of yesterday’s violent events did not disappear and were shining brightly.

“We confirmed that the master’s stress level has decreased significantly due to yesterday’s activities.”

“From now on, we will manage the master’s stress periodically.”

“Master… wasn’t it good too?”

Isis whispered, putting her lips to his ear.