episode_0033
by fnovelpiaI walked leisurely along the unpaved mountain path. The feeling of climbing over a gentle hill.
Actually, our village was in the mountains. Even if you look at it well, it wasn’t flat.
“… … .”
When I’m with Charlotte, I feel nervous for no reason. I was conscious of what happened yesterday and what happened today without even realizing it.
‘Why is my butt so itchy?’
When I scratched it, it felt cool only for that moment and then became frustrating not long after. Secretly scratching also has its limits.
It can’t go on like this.
Despite my embarrassment, I asked Charlotte for her understanding.
“… Wait a minute.”
“I’ll wait as long as I can, father.”
“… It won’t take long.”
I tried to hide my bright red face and ran into the nearby bushes. We settled down on a slope slightly away from the mountain path.
This is my bare minimum conscience.
I pulled down my pants and got ready to rice. But it doesn’t come out.
“… Ah.”
Come to think of it, I transplanted slime yesterday. Insertion rather than implantation.
I don’t know the exact name, but it was a slime made for irreverent purposes. Because of that, even if I wanted to, I couldn’t.
No matter how hard I try, it won’t come out. I think it would be right to give up.
‘Is it good?’
It wasn’t 100% good news.
Because there is definitely a pleasure to be felt from a pleasure, it is a bit disappointing that I can no longer enjoy it.
“Ugh.”
itch. Worse than a mosquito bite. It was an itch that was unbearable for human patience.
I am able to endure this much because I have overcome many hardships since my days as a warrior, otherwise I don’t know what I would be like now.
I don’t even want to imagine it.
‘What on earth? ‘Why am I suddenly itchy?’
Is it illness? Epidemic?
Questions follow one after another. I’ve spent the last few hours trying to find the cause.
Everything was fine until this morning. The itching started after I left town.
‘There was nothing unusual.’
No matter how much I thought about it, nothing happened. It was strange.
“What’s wrong, father?”
As soon as I got out of the bushes, Charlotte spoke to me.
I was supposed to be putting on a cheerful expression, but I was frowning as if I felt uncomfortable, so I might be curious as to why. I don’t know if I even need to ask… .
“No. It’s okay.”
I shook my head. Whatever happened, I never want to say anything to Charlotte.
I feel like my butt hole is itching and I’m going crazy.
‘How can you say something like that?’
As a man, I have pride. It was something that should never have been said.
“Is that so? Well then, I’m glad.”
Charlotte smiles meaningfully. I wonder if she has noticed my condition.
I urgently straightened my shoulders and back. I walked leisurely, pretending like nothing was wrong.
‘I can endure it. You were a warrior.’
A warrior who killed the Demon King and saved the world.
Why am I sitting here just because my asshole is itchy? This is impossible.
“If you have a stomachache, you can rest for a while, father.”
“It doesn’t hurt. Let’s leave quickly.”
You were mistaken. Rather good.
‘Please continue to misunderstand me like that.’
Stomach pain is an ordeal that comes to everyone.
* * *
Charlotte had already seen Dyke’s condition clearly. I was the one who put the medicine on his asshole.
There was no way I didn’t know.
‘Olivia’s special potion. The performance is certain.’
I enjoyed using it even before the regression. The effect is direct on Dyke, who rejects his daughters’ advances despite being a family member and all.
I was able to see a new side of Dyke.
‘My father, who can’t stand the itch and shakes his dick asking me to suck it, is really… .’
I just recalled some memories of that day. I couldn’t control my excitement.
My pussy started to get wet.
“… What’s wrong?”
When Charlotte, who had been following along well, suddenly showed a strange reaction, Dyke turned his head to check her condition.
Charlotte pursed her lips and avoided his gaze. I muttered an oath in my mind.
mind control. I almost ran over Dyke by mistake.
You can’t go wrong with a well-prepared plan.
Charlotte exerted superhuman patience and managed to suppress her desire. He blushed and slightly stepped away from Dyke.
Subtle reaction.
Dyke snapped his fingers. He looked at Charlotte with a grin as if he had figured something out and said.
“Charlotte, you are in the same situation.”
“Yes?”
“Hmm, if that goes for you too… . It definitely seems like an infectious disease.”
“… … .”
Charlotte is perceptive. Among units 1, it feels a bit dull.
Among the general public, they understood the situation faster than anyone else.
‘Could it be a misunderstanding?’
Is it the same state as you, feeling itchy?
Charlotte is fine. I didn’t do the foolish thing of applying aphrodisiac medicine to my body.
There was no way I could do it.
She hates drugs.
The mother was drunk and almost abandoned herself. It is impossible to enjoy it on your own.
But Charlotte is a selfish woman. I can’t use it on myself, but I can use it on Dyke.
Even if it is a weak medicine that is far from pleasure or addiction, even if it is an aphrodisiac that only causes itching.
Do you write to others things you would never write to yourself? Knowing for sure that you would suffer?
Naeronambul. It’s contradictory.
It’s contradictory, but Charlotte wasn’t impressed. I didn’t feel any of the guilt that I would normally feel.
Something to know about trivial emotions.
When I think of seeing my father again, unable to bear the itch and shyly asking for help, I feel guilty and nauseous.
“You mean an epidemic?”
“… Actually, that’s true.”
Charlotte blushed for another reason. It’s Dyke’s fault for suddenly getting close to my face.
Dyke couldn’t have known that far.
He determined Charlotte’s condition from his own perspective. A misjudgment that I would not have made normally.
The drug was interfering with his thinking.
“I feel itchy because of the epidemic. Isn’t that why you too?”
“… … .”
It tickles in places that I’m embarrassed to mention. So, a blush appeared on my face.
Dyke almost explained his situation to Charlotte.
“Father, are you itching a lot now?”
“… Tea, is it tolerable? What about you?”
“It’s a little hard for me to bear it.”
Charlotte’s head spins. How can I win Dyke’s sympathy?
If possible, I want to take it with me on this trip.
Dyke asked, trying hard to hide his strangely excited voice.
“Is it unbearable? How much?”
“… Actually, you said earlier that it’s a good idea to take a break, right? from then… .”
“No way. Was it because it was difficult to walk because of the itchiness?”
“Yes.”
Not at all. However, the situation depends on the fit.
Dyke completely believed what Charlotte said. I wanted to believe that, so I didn’t have any doubts.
The level at which all other options are excluded in order to reach the desired conclusion.
“Hmm, I see.”
A smile appeared at the corner of Dyke’s mouth. It was cute to see him grinning as if he had found a breakthrough.
I have to pretend it’s okay even though it’s nothing.
‘like this?’
Charlotte crossed her thighs blatantly. As if my butt hole was itchy.
Dyke caught that small movement like a ghost.
Although he didn’t ask verbally, he nodded after understanding Charlotte’s condition. It’s not just you.
He seemed to be comforted by that fact.
“… Let’s go quickly first. Can you walk?”
“I’ll be patient, father.”
“Okay, okay.”
The two headed to a nearby village. Small towns won’t have councilors, so go to relatively large towns.
Erok─.
There is a congressman there whom Dyke knows. I planned to ask her about her symptoms.
It would be nice if we could meet a party of adventurers and borrow the power of a priest.
With that thought in mind, I quickened my steps.
‘Father’s ass. It’s so desirable.’
Charlotte followed Dyke, twisting her waist excessively as if she couldn’t bear it anymore. Her eyes were fixed on Dyke’s buttocks.
‘slowly. ‘You can’t get excited.’
Before returning, it suddenly attacked my father. In a crazy state.
Without even being able to appreciate his face, I ground my waist into Dyke’s ass like an animal in heat.
Pow! Wow!
─ Ah, breath! shallot… ! Oh, why on earth would you do this… ! evil!
Only the back of his head was visible. The back of my father, who is just about to escape.
I was so sad that my first experience with my father remained in my blurry memories.
I won’t do that this time. I have sympathy for my father for once in his life.
I will savor it as much as I can.
It will be clearly engraved in your eyes and ears so that you can never forget it.
What kind of expression will my father make?
Charlotte’s body trembled. Her lower abdomen grumbled.
“Are you okay?”
Dyke’s face was calm as he asked carefully. He didn’t seem to be worried about Charlotte at all.
As much as a dyke’s cock.
“… It’s okay.”
Happy eyes to meet a comrade who can share the same pain. Dyke was looking at Charlotte with those eyes.
From Charlotte’s point of view, it was a truly absurd look.
The two arrived in the nearby village of Erok. As soon as I passed the fence, I rushed straight to the doctor’s office without even meeting the village chief.
“Please show the affected area.”
In “?”
“An accurate diagnosis can be made only by checking the condition of the area where the itching occurs.”
“… … .”
Dyke glanced at Charlotte. Charlotte shook her head resolutely.
Dyke’s remaining options are to show his buttocks to the male congressman or to step aside and rely on the priest’s divine spell.
There were two.
“… I’ll come back later.”
“I heard it’s itchy?”
“Looking at me now, I feel fine. I think it’s because I didn’t wash it. Haha.”
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