I Got a Cheat and Moved to Another World, so I Want to Live as I Like

Push open Jayanne's door and enter the lobby.

Indulge in a completely familiar concierge with the course of the instructional light tour.

"Thanks to you, I'm perfectly fine. She doesn't feel any discomfort, and she hasn't returned any symptoms."

That's more than anything.

Smiling at me, the concierge said sorry.

"Dear Tauro, unfortunately, we have other customers."

"Oh, never mind that. I just wanted to know what happened after the treatment."

After I recovered, it was shining, and it's weirder to shake that job and not have customers on it.

"Today, I'd like you to meet someone else."

He seemed upset in my reply.

(Explosion Bottom Sister, you don't seem to be here)

There was no such thing as that chunky, sexy look on the sideline.

Either you're at work or you're late for work.

View the chicks.

It is seen.

One woman is watching me so much. Guns are flying cancer at me.

It doesn't feel bad.

I think that's an appeal to you to nominate yourself.

She's a beautiful sister with long wavy hair.

Nice style.

It's tight, and then where it needs to be, it's out tight. Nice shape.

A mature woman has an aromatic pheromone.

But I have great eyesight.

It's the eyes of a hungry beast.

(That?)

Is that an accessory?

The ornament that would be on her kachusha looks like an animal's ear.

When an adult woman wears it, that gap goes hand in hand, it's adorable.

(Because of this, let's nominate her. I'm a little scared of my eyes though)

Speak up to the concierge to nominate her.

Then the concierge, with a small voice, whispered in my ear.

"Dear Tauro, thank you for your nomination. Just a moment before that, let me confirm something."

I wonder what it is and encourage it to continue.

"In case you know, so... she's not human"

I'm surprised to see how I am. I knew it.

"She's a werewolf."

(finally here, fantasy)

Ever since I came to different worlds and knew there was a language other than human race, I was ready to encounter it.

I didn't expect to run into you at the whorehouse.

"What will you do?

I'm ready. If it's not a problem in a big way, the nomination continues.

"I'm new to anything but people, could you tell me more"

And the concierge told me.

On a full moon night, it will be wolfed.

At my current age, I don't wolf.

In an unwolfed state, physical abilities are only extremely high over people, and the others are no different from the human race.

I have ears and tails.

There are individual differences, but all in all, they tend to be passionate and focused on battles.

etc.

(There seems to be nothing very different about humans. I didn't think those ears were real though)

"I see. I don't mind, she'll do it for you.... By the way, why is she, like, staring at this one so much?

To my inquiry, the concierge looked in trouble.

"Uh, that's, uh, probably an episode."

"Emotional period?

"Yes, it seems to have started abruptly"

"Even if you're out in the store, are you okay?

"That's no problem. Some customers prefer the estrus period and go out of their way to specify when to book"

(I had an episode, so you're looking at me as a heterosexual... is that it? There's another guy besides me, right?

I look around. I have five to six men. Yet my gaze is fixed on me.

"Why are you looking at this one all the time?

"Plus, there's a reason..."

The concierge took one sigh and spoke out.

The werewolf was close to the instructional light patrol and worried about her ill health.

Becoming a werewolf, he sought a cure from his own handover, but he had never been able to cure it.

She told me I cured it.

No one can cure her anymore, and yes, I cured her body that the werewolf had in mind.

And in one shot.

That seems to have set in motion the "Instinct to Seek Outstanding Genes" of the werewolf.

And because I showed up in front of him, he was passionate all at once, ignoring the cycle due to strong instinct.

Apparently, that's what Concierge imagines because he wasn't having an affair until just now.

But the story goes through, probably for sure.

"Um... you don't have kids, do you?

Ask anxiously.

"That's okay. Your measures are complete. Please take your time."

Relieved to hear the answer, I headed to the counter.

At the end of the payment, a werewolf came out and... was exposed at once.

When she holds me with one hand, she holds me by the side and runs up the stairs with a rough nose.

Thin, but what a force.

The expression is lively with the joy and excitement of catching prey.

"Good man get! Good man, get it!

Such a line is out of my mouth.

I haven't had the experience of being told that I'm a good man, so I'm excited and happy.

But this power of mine was lent to me by the stone statue, so I won't inherit it it.

I'm a little sorry about that.

(No, it shouldn't be like getting pregnant, so don't you have to worry about genetics or something)

While I was thinking about it, I arrived in my room.

When she entered the room, she gently placed me on the bed, went back to the door and locked me.

(Hey, you don't order drinks!

I'm skipping the usual procedure.

Finish locking up and turn around for each body.

The light in your eyes is unusual.

Breathing is rough and fast.

From the edge of the mouth, a little bit of someone is dripping.

She no longer sees anything but me.

This, when it was unilaterally ravaged, was ready.

It's the reverse pattern between me and my magic girl in Sione.

And the battle began between the prey dragged into the nest and the hungry werewolf.

About an hour and a half later.

I was sitting on the couch drinking iced tea.

The werewolf is down on the bed.

After the fight, I was thirsty, so I unlocked the door and ordered a drink from the waitress in the hallway.

And the werewolf's share, of course. I haven't been able to drink because I'm falling.

In conclusion, I won at my leisure.

Apparently, the reason was because she targeted me personally, causing an episode.

From the beginning, I was the only one who had a goal.

My mind and body were ready to explode when I was dealing with them.

Balloons are swelling to the limit.

All you have to do is stab the needle a little, and it explodes.

In fact, when I stabbed the needle a little, it exploded.

If I had left the needle stabbed, like Bomberman's serial explosion, I would have left it exploded.

It's been exploding forever.

Even if this one doesn't do anything, it's an explosion, an explosion, another explosion.

In the meantime, I'll stay stabbed from behind.

Humans wouldn't have it, but the werewolf, his overwhelming endurance, continued to withstand a series of explosions.

... about an hour and a half.

And now, that werewolf was doing his best.

(This, me, I wonder if they'll get mad. No, it's not my fault)

Look on the bed.

(Can't you work for a while?

After I finish my iced tea, I put a multi-eyed chip on my pillow.

And I took a shower myself, and when I got to myself, I headed downstairs to explain the situation.

I'm wind shopping in the mall east of the square right now.

We're checking where and what's for sale for tomorrow's move.

Groceries and consumables are needed, albeit furnished.

By the way, about Jaanne, the concierge was listening to me and laughing.

It seems to be okay, in estrus, occasionally.

However, it seems rare to have had a personal affair so far that a continuous state of affairs persists.

Guests who come out of their way to choose and nominate their estrus period also said they wanted to enjoy these kinds of fun.

"Okay, I guess this is the place"

I just checked the clothing store and said so.

Whatever your underwear is, the others are close to the arrival sparrow. Exactly the mood limit.

I can also get a place to put it, so I'm going to buy some clothes.

The day was also tilting, so I decided to make it dinner.