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

"Oh, I lost."

On stage a strong old man was crushed by a gorgeous mature giant ass and kept screaming dirty.

From what I've seen, the strong old man isn't strong.

Clarify and fall two or three steps over the rest of the players. In that case, it would be hard on the person who appeared.

"That's okay. It's because he wanted it so badly."

There's my accusation. Take a glance, says the guild chief.

Anything, every interview, he strongly hoped to participate in a divine match.

"Life, nothing."

The guild leader makes a slightly more serious face.

"Even if that's the experience of being beaten up in public. As a result of what I asked for, I'm sure I'll be able to feed you in the future."

At the end of his gaze is an old man on the strong side who is wildly knocked down and pale by the audience.

"So if you can raise one Alliance Leader candidate, there's nothing wrong with that."

That's what I said. Now I laughed like a prank.

When I'm suddenly surprised by the HR story I hear, I close one eye and say, "Don't tell the person."

I nodded, and that's it for this topic.

Then we'll watch the other games.

By the way, I was briefed by the head of the guild, and I was able to know everything from famous athletes to the international situation.

(Came back)

In sight, a strong old man appeared.

He has a blue face and is totally nagging.

"Good luck"

I didn't see any other words to hang.

The strong old man apologizes to the guild chief and to me. Regardless of the guild leader, why are you bowing your head to me?

Anyway, now, you should just relax.

Maybe you should go back to the hotel and get some rest.

It's a tournament, so the strong old man who lost doesn't have any more games.

By the way, this is a mixed-sex tournament. If wins or losses are biased against either man or woman, the game will no longer be able to be combined.

"If you only win women, what happens?

I'm the guild leader.

The answer was that it ended when either man or woman were wiped out.

Much more appropriate.

Oh, he sent me a meaningful glance at me for answering the missing reply between.

"Isn't it your turn, Tauro?

"What?... yourself, is it?

I don't know what it is.

Keaton continued to say that the guild leader had a laugh in his mouth while at the game.

That's the first time I've heard it, I'm naturally surprised.

I thought the other one was the guild leader.

"I've heard rumors. I guess it was Doctor Slime, selling a lot of names."

Huh and laugh.

"What, a pleasure. A pleasure. Don't think seriously, come and have fun."

That's what I said, lightly slapped me on the back.

Half the time, maybe he's making a strong old man listen.

(This is a good opportunity)

I get excited.

I wanted to leave someday.

That was unexpected, just today.

Guild chief said. Life is an experience. And honestly, I'm confident.

"Okay! Best of luck, I'll come!

Thanks to you, I've decided to accept the courtesy of the Alliance Commander.

And I'm getting ready on stage sleeves right now.

Take off your clothes and weave your bathrobe. Done.

Reminds me of the white sunburn on the back of my brain in Beach Valley.

Since I started going to the whorehouse, I have taken some care of it. But if this were to happen, I would have kept it more kitty.

I can't help it now, so I change my mind.

(Make sure you grow yourself)

I think to myself.

(And know your place in this world (world class))

I felt watching the game until earlier. If this is world-class, we should be able to keep up with it.

Then I'd like to see how far this tournament, where athletes from all over the world can fight.

And I want to see where I am.

(Let's go!

I pushed my thick curtain open and stepped out onto the stage.

The stage is circular.

Looking from here in the direction of the audience, we can see the stage, also on the other side of the large audience.

The center of the cylindrical hall is the audience, and the six stages surround the audience.

If you looked through the lid of the Great Hall, you would have thought its shape resembled that of a revolver magazine.

Although the audience is much larger and the stage smaller than the magazine.

When I emerge from the sleeve on the wall, a large crowd of gazes gather together.

I have no experience, but if I compete in an international game of sport, I must feel this way.

(Ugh...)

It's more nervous than I thought.

Palpitations disturb greatly, cheers abruptly, away from ears.

At the same time, I felt such an illusion that the stage slowly began to spin.

I didn't expect myself to be so upset. I felt confident that I could stay more flat.

(Again, naked is a big thing)

I'm naked under the bathrobe.

The pilot's school's regular practical exams did not translate to the attention they received.

I remember a woman dancing on the stage in Hot Springs. She must have come over this wall again.

I glanced at my opponent, trying to calm down.

(... ho, this is)

Of women and girls, about the age between.

Short-cut hair, with a neat end, then a less flashy face.

White skin, luxurious body.

A thin, long leg extending from the hem of a white bathrobe has a thin ankle that is likely to break.

Her lucid, clear atmosphere made me want to breathe air nearby.

And the hair is decorated with white flowers. Perfect for her image.

(Very good)

I love these types, too.

There's a wind in my heart called Trouble.

It blew away the heavy fog of tension that was covered in me while I saw it.

(Ugh?

Me over the wall and growing another step. Suddenly there came a fierce sense of hunger.

Heavy pulsating palpitations move down from the heart. It's like having another heart in your groin.

The bathrobe can push me to my limit. It hurts too much limit.

In my twenties, where overtime and all night lasted, there were several incidents like this.

Sometimes I didn't take a seat when my boss called me because of the swelling that didn't hate the time and place.

This may also have something to do with being freed from extreme tension.

I was confused then, but now the opposite is convenient.

"Regards"

That's a kind voice.

Look at my bathrobe and dye my cheeks slightly.

That's how I stroked my harp line.

(Do it)

That's the only word I have.

My motivation switch is completely ON.

She gently bends her knees and bows as she stretches her spine. A guy named Cartesy.

The figure is the white flower itself shaking in the wind.

My patience was already at its limit for that elegant atmosphere.

"Begin!"

"Whoa, whoa!

At the same time as the declaration, take off your bathrobe and jump on white flowers.

With the muscle strength of a thirty way man, he does not tolerate resistance and pushes down his luxurious body.

(Demon Eye activated!

Allow the bathrobe to tuck away and touch the well-shaped swell with both hands.

My demon eye could see the pleasant part of the white flower as the color temperature.

Right here.

It touches relatively high color temperatures.

Then, the color temperature there remained the same, and elsewhere, a higher point of color temperature appeared.

What does it mean that the irritated part does not respond and that something different reacts?

I reach there, surprised.

(... same)

As earlier, an even higher point of color temperature rose elsewhere.

(Maybe this is the ability of white flowers)

I predict.

Explosion Bottom Sister's ability is "Damage Average". It eliminates weaknesses by accepting the damage taken equally across the body.

And perhaps the ability of a white flower is "weakness metastasis".

When the weak part is stimulated, the weakness moves.

As a result, even if I blame you for thinking that this place is weak, it makes a mistake.

With this as a weapon, I guess I've been shifting away from the men's attacks before.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I started laughing in my heart.

A weakness metastasis doesn't make sense to me with a demonic eye.

No matter where you change places, you'll never let them get away with it.

I can continue to perceive weaknesses and blame them.

I started slapping the mole even easier than Easy Mode when I lowered my eyes nastyly.

White flowers are stunned and bewildered by a series of critical hits that have never been experienced before.

But in the meantime, you can keep it rising rapidly by me.

Now the white flower had plenty of honey in the center of the petal, dripping Shizuku down.

(I followed you. Ah)

A true weakness appeared, no matter where I touched it.

Under the heso, slightly to the left. That's where it shines white.

Sorry to bother you.

I whisper nastyly in my ear, in the honey of a white flower, poking my ossibe.

Many petals moistened Osibe.

Don't you have it?

That's the representative.

To its taste, from the edge of the mouth, the saliva spills by accident.

The white flower bowed and reversed the floral axis, raising its voice high, unsuitable for the atmosphere. At the same time, I try to grab and peel my hips off with both hands while shaking my neck to the left and right as if I were nasty.

But I'm not leaving.

Conversely, he pushes his hips as they rock.

Countless white petals came under pressure to resist.

I indulge in that feeling.

(Uho, Extremely easy, Extremely easy)

White flowers sealed with ability overflow hot honey without even being able to fight back.

As time went by, a white flower fell from her hair onto the bottoms and mats.

"Winner, kingdom man b!

A declaration is made.

But I need a minute. I'm still on my way.

"Winner, kingdom man b!

Again, it was declared.

The referee signals me to leave.

(Here, stop it)

Now, the white flowers were meticulously entangled with fine petals, pulsating to suck honey out of me.

That's the end of it. It's too much of a biocidal trick.

View chirali and referee. He was staring at me with harsh eyes.

I refuse, I start pulling out.

(... wow, that would be a good reaction when you pull it out)

The petals came clinging as if they were reluctant to let go. And just tell him to leave before he leaves, slapping Osibe over and over with dissatisfaction.

I guess it's an instinctive thing, women are still great.

I let go of my body, sparing the remnants.

The venue is quiet.

You seem shocked by the way the game unfolds.

I hear voices everywhere saying who he is, but no one seems to be able to answer.

I pulled into my sleeve and returned to my seat as I gathered my gaze together.

"It's not just the pilot's arm, it's amazing."

I guess it was more than I expected. The guild leader is impressed.

The strong old man is waving his hips as he excites his hands, saying, that's Doctor Slime.

Apparently, it's my imitation. Looks like we're completely back together. Above all.

Speaking of which, this old man was also good at imitating things. Depending on the appearance, there is also a hiccup side.

(Plus, it seems to recover quickly)

Spiritual strength must also be combined.

Somehow, I felt like I knew why I was being seen as one of the future Alliance Leaders.

"Upper horny is the real thing about men. I wanted to fuck her, too."

As the guild chief says, he didn't give in, he laughs.

When asked what upper horny is, it is to take the flowers of the Gao Ling and do what you desire.

He suddenly starts talking hot about whether it's a guild length bump.

He's gradually getting excited, his tone gets quicker and his eyes get suspicious.

(That sucks. You're starting to turn into Grandpa Goblin.)

I was in a hurry.

If you're transformed in this place, you're in big trouble.

The strong old man had his eyes round, to the sudden change in the look of the guild length.

"I'm back now"

There, Mr. Cool is back.

To that voice awakens the reason of the guild length. The transformation stops, returning from Grandpa Goblin.

Regardless of the strong old man, I guess he doesn't want to show it to Mr. Cool.

(Brilliant. Chief)

I'm relieved, Mr. Cool whispers.

He was watching me fight before he got back to his seat.

By the way, when asked about the results of the women, they both won dangerously.

The explosion-bottomed sister says there will be a next game soon, so she is going straight to another stage.

The undone guild chief returned to my battle after working Mr. Cool.

Everyone is happy to win.

"Thank you. I'll do my best next time."

Hide the unfulfilled cuts and smile back.

No matter how much Mr. Cool named me the First Eater (Unicorn), I'm not going to ask him to pull it out.

(and this apart)

Before I was you, I was a woman who worked in a whorehouse.

When you ask me, I have to go through the whorehouse where she works, Jaanne. That's what I was thinking.

At the edge of my vision, I saw your sister in a blast.

On the left-hand stage, it looks like there's going to be a match.

It's been a while since I've seen you, I mean your sister. There is no way to miss it.

"Come on -!

Everyone turns to you and cheers.

The exploding bottom sister came back smiling nervously.

"Mr. Tauro! The other guy is that Reaper!

An old man on the strong side screams. The complexion is blue.

From the sleeve of the stage, a tall cat-backed man appeared loosely.

Like that guy.

To too strong an enemy, the festive mood will blow up earlier.

Me and the guild chief, their expressions get tough all at once.

Only Mr. Cool looked as cool as usual.