"Town…"

Kren put her hand between her nose and her mouth.
She is there because of the smell of sex that fills the tent suffocatingly.
The smell of her sister's pussy juice, the smell of the three of them's sweat, the smell of semen, the smell of blood, and all kinds of smells were mixed together, making it a very difficult space for people who came in from outside.

"I should have told you not to come in."

"I thought it was over, so I came here."

"It is."

Exhausted, I was sitting on the floor casually, drinking water from a canteen.
The canteen belongs to Sona and Lena.
Since they were watching the two of them hanging out with their semen dripping through both holes, there was no sound.

"Are you thinking of selling Sona and Lena into slavery?"

"I should have taken it with me. I'm going to tie it up like this and go to the Magnet Center."

"…"

If it was sold as a virgin, the product value would have been A-class, but since the pussy and butthole were used to the extent that it was impossible to manage, it would not be strange if it went down to C-class.
But I had no regrets.
What matters is not how much you leave behind.

"Can you give me the money?"

"I don't want to be involved in this in any way."

"Yes."

You should stay clean.
I have to meet Cecilia from now on.
But sometimes it is a sin not to do something, even though you can do it.
If I had done justice, I would not have remained an ambiguous fellow.

"Do you think I'm ugly?"

"It's similar."

"Still, I chose the most honest answer."

"It's okay even if you get pointed at me. I have no regrets."

No one knew what would become of our relationship after educating Sona and Lena.
I still think we're still friends.
If you think about what 'a friend of the golden sun' means, you can say that fate foretold it.

Poor Cren.

"The air here is bad. Shall we go outside?"

Said Kren.

"Yes."

I went outside, leaving Sona and Lena unattended.
Kren and I stand and watch the sunrise.
The early morning air felt a bit chilly because I only wore underwear.

"From now on, we're going to have a party together with Cecil."

"…"

"It's going to be difficult to take on difficult and difficult missions like before, but...
We should be able to earn enough to live on together."

After listening to Kren's self-talk, I felt hungry.

"Let's eat."

"Yes."

I searched through Sona and Lena's backpacks.
There are quite a few snacks, so I open the bag, bite the chocolate bar in my mouth, take out the food I have stored up one by one, and pile them on the floor.
All the rest were thrown into the bonfire.

Sona and Lena's personal collection, clothes to change into, women's underwear...
Everyone burns without even paying attention.

"That, so far..."

"What do these bitches who are to be pussyslaves need?"

And now I'm tired of being a porter.
In order to lighten the burden even a little, all useless things are burned.
I scraped the backpack all the way to the floor, and at the end, a chunk of iron came out.

"Ha."

Damn years. Really…
Shall we go back and get one more cheap one?

"I'm sorry, Sun."

"It's okay. How much would I have done if I liked you?"

"Actually, far from noticing the feelings of the two of them... I was only thinking about Cecile."

"I don't think I would have been very happy if I had noticed."

One of the three would have died in a fight between dark-hearted sisters.
I threw away my weighted backpack and sat with my back to the wind to avoid the smoke.
Heat the bento bowl with cren and eat rice.

Of course, not this time.
Bug.

Time passes, and the moment I try to demolish the tent to go back...
I felt a strange aura.

"Sun."

Kren also grabs her two-handed sword and looks around her.
What?
The sun had been so bright a little while ago, but it was getting darker and the fog was rolling in.

"Sun! Come behind me."

I hurried over and got back to back with Kren.
Footsteps are heard from all directions.

"Fuck, what!?"

Is it a ghost? Is it a tough shell?
No matter how much I used my imagination, I couldn't hear the sound of footsteps driving through the fog.
The identity of the footsteps... Human.

'It's not a shell.'

All living humans.
It was also men wearing gas masks, dressed in a very tactical manner for a different world.
When I first saw them, I thought they might be soldiers.
In fact, it was because he was wearing a firearm that was presumed to be a pistol on his waist.

… Pistol?
Not a rifle?

"Who are you? Reveal your identity!"

Kren shouted.
That alone makes me feel like I made a mistake, and my stomach shrinks.
Please don't provoke opponents with guns!
Special forces with pistols or whatever—we're on the wrong foot now.

Don't you know that, Cren?
The mysterious special forces exchanged hand signals with each other, then suddenly stepped aside.
A fantastic beauty walks through the open fog.

'It sucks!'

Full-body latex strani!!
There is no exposure, but the curvature of the body that is insanely hot is revealed without hiding it!
Like the others, she covered her face with a gas mask, but just by looking at her slim jawline, I could tell that she was ridiculously beautiful.
Long, wavy black hair down to her waist...

And Verdia and Bibi are big moms!
Considering that the amount of pressure on the latex is that much, it really makes me happy just looking at it.
The cock is getting hard!!

"…"

Ah, ah…
Now life comes and goes, but when you're having an erection...
Oh!!

Mysterious latex beauty saw my erect cock!
I was so excited by that that I kept getting stiff.
Contrary to me, whose intelligence is gradually declining, Kren spoke calmly.

"Is that the boss?
We're just adventurers out to dispose of our shells."

The latex beauty watched us without a word.
Didn't you come out to have a conversation?
He coolly ignored it as if his voice couldn't reach him, then muttered in a distorted voice.

"Weak response. There are no 'collapsers' here."

Collapser… ?

"Take care of it."

I figured out who they were.

"Wait a minute! I'm a teaching assistant!!"

"…Stop."

Capture team!!
The capture team was directly under the emperor, as the master said!
Dealing with it probably doesn't mean killing it; it means catching it and passing it to the magnet center!
That is, to survive before being stuffed into slave goods...

I have no choice but to use the system created by His Majesty the Emperor!
There's no way even a capture team would put a certified trainer into slavery!
Wait, authentication...

'I didn't have a license!'

"I'll check."

Latex Beauty operates the device on her arm.
It was an action that anyone could see checking the computer records.
It was a big deal. Shall we run away now?

"The assistant teacher's identity has not been confirmed."

"Ha, check one more time!"

"…"

Please. I can't be a slave again!
I somehow buy time and roll my head.
But even if you use the kren as a cannon fodder, you can't come up with a way to escape from this situation.
As long as it doesn't disappear like magic!

By the way,
The voice of salvation has been heard.

"…Confirmed. Assistant teacher Taeyang Geum."

"Uh?"

I was also surprised and made a stupid noise.

"Just now, Mrs. Grace confirmed."

"Bee, Belita…"

Thank god…

"But it is illegal for even an assistant teacher to enter the off-limits area."

"I did not know."

I became infinitely weak in front of public power.
Because he knows better than anyone that messing around is going to suck.

"The act of teaching outside."

A clairvoyance?
He seemed to already know what was going on inside the tent.
I dumped Sona and Lena right away.

"I don't know those bitches. They're aliens. You can take them!"

"Is that so?"

"Kren. Right? You just followed me."

"Huh? Huh?"

"Answer quickly! If you don't want to be stuffed."

"Taeyang, Taeyang is right."

Cren answered without hesitation after me.
Then the mysterious latex beauty raised her hand and gave instructions to her subordinates.

"Capture the two women."

Lived…
The moment he was relieved, Cren collapsed with a sound of 'poong'.

"Cren?"

A latex beauty was aiming at me with a pistol.

"I'll take you to the inside quickly."

"Wait, I can go on my feet."

Whoop!
I just fainted.

"Okay…"

When I came to my senses, I was lying in a soft bed in my underwear.
It feels good because it's soft.

No, where are you?
It's not a situation that can be explained as 'it's an unknown ceiling'!
Even though it was revealed that he was an assistant teacher, he immediately fainted and carried it like a burden!

'Is it Grace Mansion?'

One room is so clean and gorgeous that it overwhelms my shabby workshop.
As far as I know, the place where such a room is located is Grace House, or Chartreuse Castle.
Because the latter makes no sense. Belita, who took over my recruits, laid me down here.
It seemed reasonable to think so.

You caused a nuisance to Belita.
First, I checked my body to see if there was anything wrong, and I got a strange feeling.

'Body… It's washed.'

Even the underwear is new.
While Belita was sleeping...
She imagined that her dick almost became hard, but if it were Belita, she would have made it to the maid, and she would not do such a troublesome thing on her own.
It's embarrassing to think that someone washed me and even dressed me without my knowledge.
That 'uncomfortable' changed to 'creepy' when he saw the blood sample near her arm.

'This… injection marks…?'

I know this because I drew blood during a health checkup.
This is the trace of the needle.
Why did you draw blood? No, it's more of a problem if blood isn't drawn.
What do you mean by putting it in my body?

I kicked off the bed and got up.

"Stay still."

This voice…
Not Belita. But it was a voice she had heard somewhere.
I froze at the back of the lady sitting in the chair.

Black hair…
A large mammothong can be seen from the back.
The hip line that is clearly visible even on the top of the dress...

"Ariela…"

"Sir."

"Miss Ariella."

The best on earth, the best in the world, and the most powerful woman in history were in front of me.
Her head can't keep up with this situation.
I just had an erection.

Damn stiff.
Trembling… ♥

Just looking at Ariella, the full-erect 11-inch cock pushes her underwear out.
She was dripping her pre-cum.
Ariella turned her back to me and was scribbling something on her.

"Why…"

"This is my villa on the Street of the Beast."

Ariella turned her body around.
My wife looked at my cock, which was about to pierce her underwear, and she frowned as if she had spotted a monkey masturbating.

"Sit down."

"Yeah."

I did not dare to resist and sat down on the bed.

"Why did you go outside?"

'What?'

Something was strange.
When I open my eyes, the situation with Ariella in front of her is also strange.
She skips her halfway through, as if she knows all I've ever done.
No matter how good the crow's intelligence is, is this possible?

Ariella wouldn't have cared about me.
It was at this time that I was able to recall the connection between the capture team and Ariella for the first time.

"For personal reasons."

"A personal matter?"

"Why do you want to dig into my tracks?"

Ariella's eyebrows twitched.

"You are not in a position to negotiate with me."

"…"

Gulp.
Heartache… I'm a little shaken now.

"Did you understand?"

"Yeah."

"If I ask you, answer without thinking."

Ariella… It's bad to frown and act like a dictator.
I feel like I can ejaculate without touching it by adding a little exaggeration.

"I joined an adventurer's party as a porter."

"A porter?"

"There are bitches I want to punish."

"Is that all?"

"Yeah."

Is there any reason why I shouldn't go out?
So did the latex girl. It's a no-entry zone there.
If you think about it simply, it seems that you can't go around the outside of the city except for Beast Street.
But when I saw Ariella, I thought there might be another reason.

I don't know what it is.
I can't even ask
I can't investigate... All.

"Okay. Go."

"Ariela, did you know I was alive?"

I jump up and go to Ariella.

"Don't come any closer."

To get as close as possible to Ariella, approach her with her cock erect.
Ariella rose from her chair and looked up at me with her arms folded under her mama's barrel.

"As I said before, I'm not interested in you. The air seems polluted, so get out quickly."

Oh, and the air is polluted.

"Is there still some trivial chatter left? I'm out of my mind."

"Ariela told me. I didn't have the qualifications and couldn't prove it."

"…"

I clenched my fists.

"I have obtained the [qualification]. I just need to prove it."

"…You? What qualifications did you get?"

If you ask me in a pinch like that, I feel like I'm infinitely insignificant.

"Just because I became one of the assistant teachers on the street, what would have changed?"

"Not one of the trainers on the street...
Will it be different if I become the best assistant teacher in this town?"

"…"

Ariella's cheek muscles twitched.
It hurts her pride because she seems to have barely held back from trying to laugh at me.

"I think I'm misunderstanding something."

Ariella glanced at my hard-erect cock and sighed.

"Whatever you do, it has nothing to do with me."

"No, it doesn't matter.
If I, 'Milf Hunter' succeeds, I will personally prove that your judgment is wrong."

"…"

Ariella's eyes sharpened.
If you show off your heart and look at me with those eyes... You want to attack me right now!

"Somehow, Belita said she sided with you... Do you think she has the whole world?"

"Soon your friend Verdia will be on my side."

"I'm busy. I don't have time to worry about you. If you want to play 'teacher', do as you please."

I can't reach it now.
But that heartache... Someday, surely…

"Excuse me, Miss Ariella."

"Go see."

"Can I ask you one last question?"

"It's tenacious."

"What is a disintegrator?"

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