episode_0040
by fnovelpiaThe itching returned. But the location is strange.
The point of manifestation is inside the buttocks. It was a place that was difficult for me to talk about.
“Father?”
Charlotte approached and asked. He looked at me with a worried expression.
burden.
“It’s okay. I’m on the horse.”
I waved my hand to get Charlotte’s attention. Because I can’t do anything if Charlotte is watching. I wished that anyone but Charlotte wasn’t around me right now.
Charlotte didn’t listen to me.
“Is the medicine not working?”
“… That’s not it. No, you want to check it now? Go and wait.”
“You may have already developed tolerance.”
Charlotte came striding forward.
“Go ahead and show your ass. Let me check.”
“… Don’t be a damn thing.”
It’s also funny to show things by asking them to show them. There was no way it would be easy to show my butt to a girl of the same age as me in appearance.
I’d rather kill the devil lord.
“Doesn’t your father know too? The way to relieve the itch now is to show me your butt.”
“… … .”
I don’t understand it, but it was very effective. Thanks to Charlotte’s sudden rash, I was able to control the itching for sure.
But that didn’t mean I could show my butt. I’m embarrassed to even talk to a proctologist.
Never to a girl of your age… .
“So do you plan on continuing to struggle and waste time like that? While on the way to the County of Pigon, taking breaks instead of resting all the time?”
“… … .”
Charlotte said as if urging me.
“I will not do anything foolish. Why not just check the status and be done?”
I can’t believe it because it’s Charlotte. If it had been Olivia No. 1, I think I would have fooled her and shown her butt.
The problem was that the first unit that followed me was Charlotte.
It was clear what he was going to do. As soon as he gets the chance, he’ll rush in and slap my ass.
He’ll start doing dirty things again, and I’ll be helpless and lose my mind.
‘That’s absolutely not possible.’
You can pass it off as a mistake once, but not the second time. If you don’t learn from your first mistake, it becomes your fault from then on.
I learned. I made it into my head that I shouldn’t show Charlotte any flaws.
“… it’s okay. It’s okay.”
I pushed Charlotte away and pulled up my panties and put them on. I realized that I was exposing my dick in front of Charlotte.
A beat later, shame came over me and warmed my face.
“Father.”
“It’s done?”
I pushed hard. Then Charlotte couldn’t stand her stubbornness and retreated.
If I spoke sincerely, it seemed like they would follow it to some extent.
‘This is not a problem that can be done right away.’
There comes a time when you have to admit that you need Charlotte’s help.
That’s what my keen intuition told me. I felt depressed.
I returned to the place where I tied up my horse. Charlotte glanced at me with a slightly depressed expression.
And immediately got on the horse.
The intention to move first without saying anything was evident. Depending on your perspective, it may seem like you are showing off and protesting.
Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to pay attention to Charlotte.
I was trying my best to relieve the itching inside my buttocks. Cold sweat broke out.
Heehee-!
Whether or not he knew what his owner was thinking, the horse kicked the ground with all his might and started running. The speed was no different from usual, but it felt unusually slow.
Is it because of my mood?
* * *
Charlotte looked closely at Dyke’s eyes. He had eyes like a cornered rat.
‘Father, this is a meaningless struggle.’
It is a weak medicine prepared by Olivia. It was not something that could be endured by human willpower.
Even if you are a hero, it is impossible.
There is only one way for Dyke to be free from itching. All you have to do is give Charlotte your ass.
The potency of the medicine must be broken down with human saliva.
However, Charlotte licking is also a temporary solution. For a complete cure, the prostate had to be stimulated. Insertion is essential.
Be it a finger or her cock.
Dyke was still looking at his condition positively. No, actually, I think I gave up halfway.
It was not revealed externally. I struggled to do anything with my own strength.
That wasn’t the reaction Charlotte wanted.
Charlotte wanted Dyke to offer up his ass. I wanted him to look behind me and ask me to put it in.
I wanted to shove my dick into the hole of my father who wanted me to fuck him.
‘I can’t imagine how good it will feel.’
The horse runs ahead. I followed behind, looking at Dyke’s back.
Dyke flinched as if uncomfortable.
A smile appeared on Charlotte’s lips. I was reassured that the medicine seemed to be working for sure.
* * *
The County of Pigon was further away than expected. It definitely wasn’t this much when I checked it on the map.
It felt like I needed to go two more days.
“2 days in this condition… ?”
It’s hell. It was so terrible that it gave me goosebumps.
Heehee-!
The horses that ran all day cried loudly. It seemed like he was whining to get some rest now.
The sun was setting. We had to be careful in the forest because the light disappears faster than usual.
“… Let’s take a rest and go.”
“Okay.”
Charlotte got off the horse. They tied reins to a nearby tree to prevent the horses from escaping, and set up a tent.
Tent from One Touch brand. It’s amazing any time you see it.
‘Should I say I’m glad it’s in the NTR Tsukur Yagame worldview?’
What would it be like if it were an ordinary fantasy world?
Without these convenient tools, you have to spread the tent by hand. I’m exhausted from working as a warrior, but I can’t rest… .
Just imagining it makes me feel out of breath.
I thought I knew why so many warrior parties hired porters. The horse was a porter, but in reality, he was no different from a chore worker.
“What should I do for dinner, Dad?”
“… I’ll ask you something today. Big, because my condition is not good.”
“Okay.”
I gave Charlotte all my time and went into the tent. I quickly took off my pants and rubbed my butt.
There is no apparent change in the affected area.
“… … .”
Stretch out your fingers. Check the length of the longest middle finger.
Using the warrior’s five senses, we measured the distance between the point where the itching was particularly strong and the entrance to the buttocks.
“… Can it be reached?”
It’s breathtaking. If I had manly hands, I could have easily scratched it. Today, I feel resentful of my girlish hands.
‘No. ‘What are you blaming?’
If anyone hears it, they will misunderstand it. What crazy cubs will put their fingers in their butt and try to scratch the itching?
Even if I was crazy, I was definitely crazy.
I shook my head excitedly. I felt like my head was spinning because of the itching.
No, no, no. It shouldn’t be like this.
As a human being, there are laws that must be followed. How can a man put something up his butt?
Except for a colonoscopy, nothing can retrograde the buttocks cavity. That is against the laws of nature.
First, I applied the medicine Charlotte made to my butt. Even though I know it’s just spit, I don’t feel any rejection.
placebo effect.
I’m sure I’ll feel better now that I’ve taken the medicine. I’m having vain hopes.
However, it had no effect.
“Father, the meal is ready.”
Charlotte called me. I calmly went out.
“… It smells good.”
I boiled a lot of meat soup in a jar. It looked close to a stew, but the smell was amazing.
This was thanks to having all the seasonings available in the subspace.
“Please eat.”
“Whoa, I’ll eat well.”
Even while I was eating dinner, my attention was focused on my butt. I couldn’t not write it.
Charlotte continued talking, as if she was not very pleased with the quiet atmosphere.
I had a hard time even answering. My butt kept shaking.
“Father, if you feel like you can’t stand it, please tell me. I want to be of strength to my father.”
“… it’s okay. It’s okay.”
Charlotte did not speak for long. He walked away gracefully, as if that was the end of what he had to say.
I washed the dishes and put them into subspace.
“I can do it… .”
“You got it. I have to do this.”
He spoke kindly, but his expression wasn’t very nice. I didn’t even see it in the mirror.
I felt my face crumpled.
I brushed my teeth and went to bed. Even the trap was set up perfectly.
Even the devil won’t be able to disturb my sweet sleep.
“… … .”
There was a being more powerful than the Demon King. That’s my ass myself.
A crazy itching tormented me. I couldn’t sleep. I kept tossing and turning.
Cool night air, pitch-black vision, and the sound of bugs screeching.
Draw a sheep on the ceiling. One, two, three.
How many were there?
tweet-.
Warm sunlight, increasingly brighter visibility, and the sound of birds chirping.
“123,000… .”
In between, sheep passed by doing a circus act.
I couldn’t sleep even a wink. My whole body was covered in sweat.
My butt was still itchy.
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