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61.

“Haha, it wasn’t a big deal. Really…”

Barce left the place where she had been talking with Anis and Elise and only after coming a long way away did she sigh and mutter.

The reason Anis called Barce was just to have a quick chat about the current situation and the warrior’s current condition.

Actually, there was nothing strange about it since he did it all the time, but since the atmosphere with the hero just before was unusual, Barche couldn’t help but feel aggrieved.

“No matter how much you think about it, it’s tempting, right? If it had stayed the same, it would have just passed, right? Is this really okay? Ugh….”

On the way back after meeting the Demon King and receiving memories from before his return, Barche talked with Anis and Elise about how they would treat the hero when they returned.

Since they were women, they also had a strong sexual desire, but they had reached an agreement not to sexually touch the warrior for the time being, as they would have been overexerting themselves while trying to increase the warrior’s strength.

Moreover, due to the hero’s gentle nature, the girls he had already spent the night with once would accept anything if he pushed them, so he told them not to do so, even if it wasn’t a promise.

The problem was that there was no specific plan for what to do if the hero approached first.

No, to be precise, the fundamental problem comes first, so is there a need to reject it? It was Barce himself who thought this.

The warrior had always liked looking at Barce’s big breasts, so Barce was proud of them and used them as a source of confidence that what the warrior really liked was herself.

And in the end, Barce was not confident as the hero even touched her breast openly today. Confidence in resisting temptation next to a warrior.

Instead of just going next to the hero, let’s use magic and take a look here.

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Barce’s mind.

Barce felt that if he went to the hero’s side now, he would end up doing something because of his previous memories, so he decided to use magic to look at the hero from afar and then return to the hero’s side when he calmed down. Using magic, he could see the room where the hero was staying with one eye. projected on.

The entire room was visible to Barce’s eyes as he looked down from the ceiling. When Barce saw the cleanly cleaned dishes on the table, his heart ached as he remembered that he had decided to clean them up and put them outside.

But strangely, the hero was nowhere to be seen. Surprised, Barce looked more closely and saw that the clothes he had taken off were in front of the bathroom.

The reason the warrior could not be seen seemed to be only because he was in the bathroom with the door closed. Barce was sighing in relief and sighing in relief, but the next moment, he was possessed by a strong impulse.

Shouldn’t we check to see if the hero is really in the bathroom unharmed?

Because there is nothing we can do for safety reasons. I need to make sure.

Barce swallowed his saliva, thinking of all kinds of excuses in his mind, and adjusted his magical vision so that he could see the scene inside the bathroom where the hero would be.

The first thing I saw was the back of a warrior standing in front of a shower with water pouring out.

Of course, Barce couldn’t have put on clothes while washing alone, so he was naked without a single underwear, and seeing that his muscles were quite well-toned, probably due to training afterward, although he didn’t know before the summons, he looked down and looked down from his hips to his strong thighs and below his knees. As I was scanning my calf, I suddenly felt a sense of self-destruction welling up and tried to close my magical vision.

However, Barce was unable to put that thought into action because before he could do so, the warrior turned back, and the thick, long thing between the legs, which was more noticeable than any other part of the warrior’s water-soaked hair, such as his face, chest, or stomach, hit his cornea. This was because it came straight into my field of vision as if I was hitting it.

It was not in a state where it had lost its strength and was drooping down, but was in a state where it was very angry and angry. The warrior looked down at it with a dissatisfied face and tapped it with his fingertip as if he was saying something. However, with the magical vision that Barche is currently using, it was a sound. Since it was not delivered, it was not possible to know what the warrior was saying.

However, no matter what the hero said, even if Barche had used magic to transmit sound, she would not have heard the hero’s words properly.

As Barce looked at the hero’s thing blankly, she remembered the pleasure and pleasure she felt when the hero’s thing came inside her a long time ago, including the memories from before the return from the Demon King.

On the way to the Demon King’s Castle, Barce thought several times that he wanted to see the hero. It would have been the same not only for Barce but also for Anis and Elise.

However, behind the words they said about missing the hero, there was another meaning that they both knew without saying.

All three, including Barce, thought that they wanted to be held by the hero like that night, take him in, and experience the ecstatic pleasure of that time again. This time, they wanted to spend the night alone with the hero and accept his affection, instead of sharing it among the three of them. must have been doing it.

Barce quietly put his hand inside his waistband in an unoccupied corner, avoiding the gaze of passers-by, and placed his hand between her legs. It felt slightly damp and wet.

Although I was thinking to myself that I was going crazy, I maintained my magical vision of looking at the warrior’s things. No, I even zoomed in a little more to examine what was between the warrior’s legs, and gently rubbed the crack between the crotch over my underwear.

My mouth opened and hot breath escaped. Barce lifted his other hand, put his index finger in his mouth, and gently bit it with his lips.

As I was looking at the hero’s thing enlarged, I felt as if I had bitten it myself. My heart was beating faster and the blood flowing through my veins seemed to flow more vigorously throughout my body.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of his finger. I felt a slightly salty taste on the tip of my tongue.

This is not it.

When I licked the tip of the hero’s thing, a little more, a little more of an addictive and tempting taste, a scent that was difficult to resist wafted to the tip of my nose.

The more I imagined, the more specific memories of the past played back in my head. My hand, which had already been moving back and forth over my underwear without my knowledge, was filled with love juice pouring out from the crack and soaking my underwear.

Even though it was a remote place with no people coming and going and no one watching, Barce clearly knew that doing something like this outside was crazy.

But I can’t stop.

That thing writhing between the warrior’s legs, the thick and long thing being hit by the water dripping from the shower, as if trying to coax it to become smaller, and the naked appearance of the blood vessels rising up on the surface, I can’t bear to look at it and observe it.

I couldn’t even stand the idea of slipping the underwear that was stuck between my crotch and eventually covering the bottom, tracing the wet crack with love juice with the tip of my finger, and even sneakily inserting it into the hole that was even more humid and filled with moisture.

“Puhaa….”

Barce spit out the finger he had in his mouth and placed his hand on his chest. Just before leaving the warrior’s room, the warrior touched my upper chest saying he would clean it. I pressed it hard like the warrior did, but when I got tired of it, I grabbed it with my hand and pressed it even harder.

I slightly adjusted the view that illuminates the warrior so that the entire front view is visible. The lips and face were all visible, and the entire body was visible.

Barce remembered the time when the warrior bit her breast and sucked it like a baby with those lips that were now visible to her eyes. The good memory of a wizard came into play in this place, and the feelings and experiences of that time filled my mind clearly.

The lips that touched the skin of her breasts, the strong teeth that didn’t bite hard but her presence was clearly felt, and the feel of the tip of the tongue teasing the protruding tip.

Along with the feeling of her heart tightening inside her chest, Barce openly grabbed her breasts and pressed them, rotating them as if kneading dough.

The feeling that only seemed to be tight in my chest soon spread downwards, causing my lower abdomen and uterus area to buzz and tingle as if electricity had passed through them.

In the end, I couldn’t bear it anymore and I bent the finger I was penetrating deep into like a hook and scraped the flesh inside. As a result, love juice poured out, wet my hand, and flowed down.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, the warrior, who had finished showering by that time, seemed to be paying attention to the object still standing between his legs, but still put on his underwear and upper clothes.

Only then did Barce come to his senses and take a look at himself.

It was a complete mess. Not only was her top ruined from rubbing her breasts over the clothes, but the lower part of her clothes was also pulled down to the point where it almost hit her pelvis, probably because she was moving her hands around her waist too vigorously, and sticky liquid was flowing down her thighs.

Realizing his condition, Barche hurriedly straightened his clothes, used magic to remove traces and moisture, and then hurriedly left the place.

It was a long time later that the maid saw the sticky liquid on the floor that she had not been able to clean up and wiped it away in frustration at the unknown culprit.