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Mila Arsul.

Is she facing heaven now?

A sweet scent that attracts people, a moist warmth that wraps the body warmly.

Thrills, excitement, and greed.

A variety of emotions swirl through her head.

Is this utopia really the destination he has been searching for for the past 22 years of his life?

Ah, the desire to just jump in without thinking is taking hold of my body.

Your senses become increasingly vague, and the presence of everything surrounding you becomes fainter.

An infinite space where the boundaries of all things disappear and only complete whiteness spreads out endlessly.

It is vast yet lonely, beautiful yet desolate, and it is left here, all alone.

Only to yourself,

Ultimate happiness.

Or yourself.

She is now facing herself.

Am I dreaming? Or is my senses somehow wrong?

The woman in front of my eyes was clearly another me.

What kind of harmony is this?

The face of the ‘me’ over there is covered with the color of an obscene desire, and as she steps back in surprise, the ‘me’ on the other side also takes a step back.

Utopia is said to be the space where God exists. Could it be a mirror of conscience that allows us to shake off the distracting thoughts that have settled in a corner of our hearts just before entering His dwelling place?

If not,

Are you saying that this is a disguised devil leading me into a hellish swamp disguised as a utopia?

As the poor girl faces the crossroads of choice, her breathing becomes increasingly ragged, and the more it becomes so, the more the image of herself before her eyes begins to waver.

Does that mean there’s not much time?

I can’t stand the feeling that my distorted self will soon disappear, and I keep getting more and more anxious.

“Milla?”

“⋯Huh?”

“What are you doing there? I said you can go in because there’s still bath water left. Why have you been staring blankly at the bathtub all this time?”

“Ah, where⋯⋯, I was about to go in. I was thinking for a moment. Ahaha⋯.”

Mila Arsul, a 22-year-old girl, immerses herself in the bath water of her utopian home, the one Ray was in.

‘Splash splash’

“Whoaaahh …

“Ouch, really⋯. Hurry up and put this on.”

Ray avoids eye contact and tosses a bathrobe to Mila, who comes out wearing only a towel around her waist. It was a no-look pass, so the direction is slightly off, but Mila catches it beautifully with her long arms.

“Is it that ugly?”

When Ray turns his head to Mila, he can sense a hint of disappointment on her face.

“As I grew up, I couldn’t help but feel like I had grown this big.”

She speaks softly, looking down at her chest, which shows off its presence even over her bathrobe.

“Ah⋯, no. That⋯. It’s not that I don’t like seeing it⋯.”

Ray, embarrassed, approaches her. Perhaps he was not considerate enough. The formula for the relationship between breast size and attractiveness might be a little different in this world. What if the body part that was a symbol of pride in the previous world, to the point where there was even a word for it, was just a joke here? Ray felt sorry and didn’t know what to do when he thought that she might have suffered a lot.

“Milla, cheer up. I was short-sighted. Huh?”

“Huh? I’m not mad⋯.”

“No, I’m really sorry. Oh, aren’t your shoulders stiff or something? I’ll give you a massage. Lie down quickly. ”

“Huh? Are you sure it’s okay? Put this aside for a moment… Ouch!”

Ray grabs Mila and pulls her down onto the bed, then squeezes her shoulders hard with his small hands.

“Ahaha, it tickles. I said it tickles! Hehe⋯. Haha.”

“Don’t move! Look at your stiff shoulders.”

“Eung⋯. Heuheugh! Aaaah⋯⋯!”

“Shhh! It’s too loud.”

“Whoa⋯ What should I do when the sound⋯ comes out on its own⋯ Aah⋯!”

“⋯⋯Milla, it’s not ugly at all. I’ve never thought of it that way. So you can be more confident, at least in front of me.”

“Ugh… Phew… Really…?”

“Yes⋯, rather⋯ I like the size a little⋯⋯.”

“Then, then I said there was nothing I couldn’t do back then⋯.”

“Were you listening? I thought you were sleeping!”

Ray’s face turns red with embarrassment.

“I absolutely did not mean to eavesdrop! I just happened to hear it. No, you mean I didn’t hear it wrong? ”

“What’s wrong with that⋯?”

Mila sat up with a look of disbelief and looked at Ray’s face. Even a country boy who doesn’t know anything has his limits.

Every woman dreams of her lover suckling her breast and being pampered affectionately like a baby, but if she rashly says she wants that, she’s lucky she won’t get slapped. Also, is this boy trying to do the maniacal play that the men of the Happy Street only snort at unless they pay a certain price?

“You… What the hell are you… This damn thing…”

“Huh? W-What are you saying⋯ Milla!?”

Mila, who had lost all sense of reason, unbuttoned her bathrobe and hugged Ray tightly.

“You said you’d do it first? Don’t say anything else later.”

Suddenly, Ray, who was buried in her flesh, felt dizzy. Among the reckless women in their teens and twenties of this world, the act of breastfeeding was a serious matter that could create a class gap just based on the presence or absence of experience, so Mila, too, was barely able to control her dizzy mind and struggle to carry out the operation safely.

“⋯Don’t touch your teeth, if you bite, you’re a bad baby.”

“Ugh…, ugh.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Mom’s here. Right. Are you really hungry?”

“⋯⋯⋯.”

At close range, Mila’s heartbeat is transmitted through her soft skin. In contrast to her madly beating heart, Ray’s tension is released at the sound of her warm voice that seems to comfort him just by listening to it, and he falls deeper into her embrace.

“Ugh⋯ Ugh⋯⋯.”

At his single babble, Mila was filled with happiness deep inside her, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

“Oh, are you crying? Mila⋯⋯ Ugh.”

“Shh, I need to have milk, but my tears are all over⋯. Don’t worry, just eat slowly, slowly.”

Mila whispered into Ray’s ear and hugged him tighter. However, contrary to her reason, who was trying to show her leisurely association by repeatedly saying “slowly,” the hand that had been patting his back kept rising up in her head, making her wiggle her toes as she felt the instinct to take off all of his clothes right now.

“Sigh, slurp⋯.”

“Laugh⋯ Sob⋯⋯.”

All of her nerves were focused on the tip of her chest, on the little finger-sized bit of skin that was locked in the boy’s warm mouth. Mila began to feel like she had a little idea why so many adults, even grown adults, wanted to suckle someone who wasn’t even their own child.

Gulp,

Ray kept swallowing the saliva in his mouth, and Mila, who had been concentrating with her eyes closed so as not to miss even the smallest of his movements, could realize that she was being desired by the boy in her arms.

The fact that a man, who is usually rude, twitchy, and arrogant to women like her, was clinging to her like this and yearning for her love. Mila was so excited by the fact that all the outer shells had crumbled and only a weak male remained, awaiting her care, that she could no longer bear it.

“Let me hear your heartbeat⋯.”

Mila whispered as she began to take off Ray’s clothes. Ray gave in to Mila’s touch as she wanted, but occasionally helped her undress with her small hands so that she wouldn’t feel embarrassed by the fact that she wasn’t used to taking off men’s clothes.

“Ah.”

“⋯⋯!”

As she grabbed Ray’s shoulders to take off his top and gently let him go, he absentmindedly focused on sucking her breasts, then licked his lips with a regretful expression. As Mila looked at his bright red tongue and the long string of saliva between her nipples, she began to feel her breathing getting harder and harder.

“Is it delicious⋯?”

This kid was real. He wasn’t showing any signs of dislike or trying to hide it, he was really enjoying this act with all his heart. Ray raised both arms and took off his top, revealing his bare skin, but he nodded in agreement.

“⋯⋯⋯! Why, why are you looking at me like that?”

Ray, who had suddenly come to his senses, asked with a bright red face. He was extremely excited because he had come face to face with a breast of such a terrifying size that he had never seen it in person before.

“Babies aren’t talking. Who said they were born this way? Huh? Do you want to suck it that much?”

Mila smiled mischievously and rubbed her chest with both hands, shaking her already large breasts seductively. Ray’s eyes followed suit and shook back and forth, and his face became as if he was under hypnosis.

“I can’t feed him once he’s past the age to drink milk… What should I do? Ray is a grown man now, so should I stop doing this?”

Mila, who had been so sullen just a moment ago, was now boasting with the confidence typical of beginners.

“Oh, no⋯. Baby Ray⋯⋯. I’m hungry⋯ I’m hungry⋯.”

Every time he tried to bend down and get closer to her chest, she would mischievously back away a little. When he reached the point of babbling, Mila trembled slightly in excitement, then smiled contentedly and patted her thigh, gesturing for him to lie down there.

“Aha, if you do that with your tongue, it’ll tickle…. You’re already biting one side and licking it, you’re being greedy.”

“Um… swoosh, swoosh.”

Mila was getting more and more excited by the thrilling movements in his mouth, her body twitching little by little, and the pleasure of desperately wanting it was adding to her excitement.

“⋯⋯This side is already set up stiffly, since when has it been like this? Huh?

Mila caresses Ray’s erection, which is clearly visible at a glance, through her clothes. Ray is obsessed with her chest, but he closes his legs at her explicit touch, but Mila puts her hand inside her pants and holds a hand full of his penis.

“You’re so strong… With such a fragile body, why is it so brutal here? Are you asking me to swallow you?”

Even for an inexperienced woman in this world, around the time she reached puberty and began to open her eyes to sex, it was a kind of instinct to unconsciously practice holding even something like a stick of an appropriate thickness, so Mila began to handle Ray’s fanny with quite rough hand movements.

“LOL! Ugh… ”

If you don’t handle it gently, it hurts. In front of the truth that applies to both men and women, Ray’s body writhed in pain from the clumsy movements of his hands.

“Woohoo, are you feeling good? Are you feeling good?”

Being able to send something by hand seems to be an incredible ability that would be worthy of a line on a resume even in this world, so Mila continued to wave her hand around proudly.

“Ugh… Ugh… Hey, Mila, slowly… ”

Ray naturally lay down on the floor and looked up at Mila pitifully. It was a moment when he understood why he had to avoid facing a woman head-on, the hidden meaning behind the act of a woman pushing a man down, and the strange laws of this world that had puzzled Ray for so long. The fact that a male was obediently lying on his back on the floor and looking up at a female was no different from a signal of disarming that it was okay to climb on.

“⋯⋯⋯♡”

Mila snorted and sat up, carefully covering herself with Ray’s body. She tried to pull down Ray’s pants with both hands and take them off, but Ray, who was still taking a small pause to avoid embarrassment, guided her hands towards the knot of the leather strap, so she was able to make him look completely naked.

“It’s hard… and it’s so… hot. I don’t know if it’ll burn me, hehe.”

Mila looked down at Ray’s flushed face, not noticing that her own face was even redder, and gently squeezed his penis, rubbing it against her private part.

“Milla is also very wet⋯⋯.”

The soft mucous membrane was covered with a slippery layer of love juice, making an embarrassing sound every time the penis rubbed against it. Even at this moment, the love juice was flowing out endlessly from deep inside, as if to prove that she was more excited than anyone else, and was staining the bed sheets.

“⋯⋯⋯.”

“⋯⋯.”

Mila tilted her head and lifted her waist slightly. She put her hand between her legs and felt inside her crotch to feel the location of the hole, then sat forward a little more and adjusted her position.

“Even if I take it slow… it’s okay.”

“Uh, uh⋯⋯.”

It would have been better if she hadn’t said those words just now. Ray should have known that she had a pretty heart that wanted to take care of Mila in her own way, but she should also know how to ignore it. Men can find it if they see it, but it’s probably natural that women have a harder time finding holes.

‘Bam’

“My friend came to Mybaon on his own feet!”

Sarah El Gusche, a woman as persistent and unpredictable as the dandruff that kept falling down her face, opened the door and shouted in a booming voice.

Fortunately, enough time had passed for the situation in the room to be revealed to others, so the only sights she could see inside the room were her friend Mila, who had been leaning against the window with a smug expression, and Ray, who had lost anything resembling human dignity and was sitting blankly on the corner of the bed with his legs hugged.

“What, why are you here?⋯Are you in the vigilantes too?”

“Phew, then! I came running to see you as soon as I heard the news. Judging from your expression, you seem to be full of enthusiasm! It was a good decision to quit the nomadic life! Phew.”

No matter how much she blew, Sarah’s stupid hair would fall back down her face. As her friend had said, Mila was more motivated than anyone else in the world, and she was even more relaxed enough to feel a little pity for this poor friend who had no experience to share with her.

“Ahaha, okay, okay. You still look the same even after so long, this girl has grown up so much. Oh, really. Hahaha.”

Mila hugs Sarah in a friendly manner and pats her back.

“? It’s good that you’ve grown mentally!”

Although she wasn’t sure, Sera, who was happy to see her friend, also patted Mila on the back.

“More than that, you are different. You are a talent that Memer personally recruited? You are treated like this at a high-class inn.”

“You say you recruited them directly⋯. But what? Are you saying that Memer made us stay at this inn?”

“Yeah, maybe I’ll come to this city myself later.”

“You weren’t in the vigilante group?”

“That’s right! Memer is leading his troops down to the bandit base right now, and I’m working with my subordinates a little way away from here.”

“How big of a deal are you guys making?”

Mila, who had thought it would be a small group of volunteers, couldn’t help but feel slightly nervous at Sarah’s words.

“Anyway, I’m really glad you’re working with us. I thought you should do something bigger. More than a junk shop or something.”

“Oh, I’m not a junk dealer⋯.”

As always, Sarah speaks without filtering and grabs Mila’s hand and shakes it around. Ray, who is crouching there blankly like a corpse, slowly turns his head at Sarah’s loud voice that makes even his dazed mind snap out of it.

The moment Sarah’s gaze met Ray’s gloomy eyes, the strength in her arm suddenly left her and the hand she was shaking fell down.

“Huh? Why⋯⋯. Eww?!”

Sarah pushed aside her friend of 15 years as if he were an obstacle and strode towards Ray.

“Please marry me.”

***

In the city of Frauen, the boatman who was guiding his boat along the canal that flows under the now destroyed and broken bridge ties his small boat to a piling and raises it above ground to take a nap.

“Hey, can you drive the boat for a day?”

“Yes? Of course. How far are you going⋯.”

“Not now, in two days.”

A short woman wearing a hood pulled down low hands the boatman a pouch filled with gold coins.

“This⋯ This much⋯.”

“You’ll have to drive the boat in the middle of the night. This is the money that comes with it.”

A hooded woman with another pocket of the same type.

“Yes, yes⋯, the waterways in this city are so bright that even at night there is no problem.”

“Really? Then I want to blindfold you when I sail the boat. I have to carry someone you can’t even look at. This is the price to pay for it.”

The boatman already had his hands full of three sacks of money.

“And the price you pay for not saying a word about this until we meet here again in the middle of the night two days later.”

As the hooded woman finished speaking, the boatman prepared to receive the bag of money again. But this time, what protruded from the woman’s sleeve was a sharp blade.

“Heeek⋯⋯!”

The tip of the blade barely stops when it reaches the middle of the boatman’s neck.

“I will never tell. No matter what happens⋯⋯.”

The hooded woman, who had been just staring at the poor boatman trembling, soon put the blade back into her sleeve and turned around.

“Then let’s meet again then.”

The boatman sat down on his weak legs and just watched the mysterious hooded figure slowly moving away on its short legs.