Isekai Trip no Wakiyaku datta Ken

The next morning I woke up because my head was frowning. Apparently, a soft mass under his head is being pulled out and changed to a hard stick. They say stiff pillows are better for your health, but you don't have to change them.

"Zelalk, why are you turning me into an arm anyway?

"When you wake up, you'll be fine without me"

"Overprotective!?"

"Shit! Ayame comes from an exotic country, he's still a thin boy. I have to take a good look until I get it to Esteria. That would be courtesy to the benefactor of my life, the benefactor of the Graciat Country at the end."

"Wow, you're pretty good to see that massacre and say 'fine boy' or something. I've never seen a guy with bare hands jump Morndole's neck before in his life.... Well, if you say thank you, I do have Graciat now because then you broke the jail with your bare hands and made all the people in the fort irreversible, and kept on returning to the front and kicking Keshtail soldiers like demons. Well, you mean" killer with bare hands, "too."

Hey, how much drinks worked!

And stop putting me in such a nasty group as' Killers with Bare Hands'!

"This classified document grabbing operation was also easy to bring out because the Keshtail guys are getting away just because you look scared."

If you were Mr. Zeralk, would you have been certified a monster because you exhausted your enemies with that zombie-like misery?

"The unusually low number of chasers is probably because your hips are drawn and no one wants to go after you. How fearful."

"Thanks to Ayame's secret medicine. Plus, you're a jerk for almost knocking out a bunch of cannibal moundles. If you'd fucked both of us, you could have defeated the herd, but we'd have been hurt, too."

"Oh, that was just evil...... that was divine, yeah. You know, Zelalk, Ayame has a pretty face, but you better not be alarmed, okay? Given your position..."

Looks like Mr. Keel tried to say something important, but he cut the word along the way.

I guess it's because a very cold aura erupted from Mr. Zeralk...... eh, why do you serve it?

"'Cute' is extra!

Hey, Mr. Zeralk, that's terrible!

Even though I know these words don't suit me, I'm hurt!

"Sorry."

Don't apologize to Mr. Keel!

"That, why would I apologize?

Exactly!

I opened my eyes.

"Good morning! Not cute at all Ayame will wake up!... Wow, why an arm pillow!?... Ahhh, speaking of which!

I kinda forgot what Mr. Zeralk said, but he was sleeping with me last night, wasn't he?

Yes, sleepover.

I was just sleeping on the side!

Nothing else!

I was just a little slammed, but don't worry about it!

Mr. Zelalk, who heard my words, said with irritation:

"Say what! Don't joke about not being cute, etc! Ayame is decided to be cute, but you can say that... Ugh, Ayame, it's you!

Next door, the muscle pillow...... Mr. Zelalk was surprised that he was giving me an arm pillow.

And Mr. Keel squeaked and held his head "The way Zeralk broke is terrible".

That, right now, though I heard 'Ayame is cute'... is that an illusion?

And when I woke up, so did the pillows.

"No, that, because Ayame is a boy, would offend me if he told me he was cute, etc. Yeah, Ayame is still a boy, but he's a skilled warrior, a dependable man who can be a tough fighter!

"... thank you......?

Unexpectedly, like Mityl, he comes and knocks his neck off all the time.

Are you praising me?

I'm not very happy, but thank you for once.

"It's luxurious now, but depending on your training, you should be more physically fit"

"I wonder if it will."

An arm-wrapped Mr. Keel gets his hands together as he tilts his neck.

"You'll have muscles, and you'll be able to cross the river by yourself yesterday."

"I wonder if it will."

"Become a tough man as a samurai, and I'm sure you'll be seen in the eyes of a woman who yearns"

"I wonder if it will."

"You'll be very popular among the princesses of Graciat."

"Isn't Ayame hot as it is now?

"No, what do you do with a hot guy!

"No, to a woman, I mean... but"

"Ugh!

Mr. Zeralk, when he made a weird voice, kept his mouth shut.

Am I being praised for being hot?

I'm not happy, though, because it's the opposite of the direction I seek.

Because I wanted Mr. Zelarc to tell me he's cute...

Ha, no, no, my maiden heart!

I'm a 'boy' now, so don't expect that extra!

Sure, Mr. Zeralk is handsome, gentle and dependable, he's disappointingly muscle boy and he spoils me and has nice purple eyes, but it's only 'for the benefactor boy of life', so don't inadvertently like him with odd expectations...... wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

You like it?

Do I like Mr. Zelalk?

They think you're a man!?

Good Morning.

But my heart is rough pattern mornings.

After finishing breakfast with the rest of yesterday's meat and the biscuits we brought from Japan, we prepared to leave.

I walked quite a bit through the woods, and since then Mr. Zeralk has been mugging me, but I'm also pretty tired of mugging me. I stretched because my leg weird muscles hurt, but unlike when I was a student, my body seems to be blunt (still) in OL life.

"What's up?

As he sat down in the fallen tree and rubbed his legs, Mr. Zelalk called out to him.

"My legs hurt because I haven't walked a lot in a long time. My inner crotch muscles hurt."

This is because I was busted with my legs open. Embarrassing.

"Lend it to me."

"Huh? Huh!?"

"If you rub it weirdly, you'll get more pain. Because I'm used to it."

With that said, Mr. Zelalk, who knelt before me and put my legs on his own thigh, said, "Here?," he slipped his palm into my leg.

"Looks like I've got a hard-on"

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, cousin on the inside of his thigh!

Man's rubbing the shit out of me!

The maiden before the daughter-in-law let her touch such a place!

"Fine, I'll do it myself"

"Get out of my power."

"Ahh."

Shit, I got a weird voice!

"Does it hurt?

"Yes, it doesn't hurt, but ugh"

'Cause it's not gonna be that bad.

"Ahhh."

Ah, I made sure to stand on my knees, my legs were lifted and opened!

What an embarrassing pose!

"Please, Mr. Zeralk, ahem"

Murray, and rubbed, I have a distinctly strange voice, but I believe I am a boy, Mr. Zelalk, who thinks I am too much of a pain.

"Just a little patience will make it easier, man, hang in there"

"Hang in there... whoa... whoa!

No, I feel so good about Mr. Zeralk's massage... but there's too much of a problem. Ahhhhhhhhhh!

"Because I was carrying you, you have a strong foot base."

"At the base, yes!

Cover my thighs with both hands and gently rub them loose up and down.

"Ahhh!"

No, I'm really good at rubbing it, I can see the hardened muscles loosening up, but, you know, the place is a mess. Ahhhhhhhh!

"Mmm... heh..."

With tears in his eyes, he blocks his mouth with both hands that makes him sound suspicious. My thigh muscles relaxed slightly as I pressed them with my palms.

... Done. The maiden's spiritual strength was galloping and the torture pushed to the extreme of shame ended.

"Okay. Opposite leg."

It wasn't over. Awwwwwwwww!

"Mr. Zelalk, wait, wait a minute"

"It would have been easier if I rubbed it. Be patient."

I shook my head with my mouth pressed, but Mr. Zelalk relentlessly put him on his own thigh with opposite legs.

"I can't help it, I'll rub it weaker, so hang in there"

No, no, no, no, I can't hang in there. Good, good, good!

"Why? What the fuck is this?

Mr. Keel shrugged, blushing.

"We're just rubbing strong legs between guys, okay? Yet how can you feel so, so much like you've seen something you shouldn't? Because Ayame is a beautiful boy and Zelalk is a beautiful big man? But there's no evil feelings or other fine dust there! No, it shouldn't! Yet why..."

"Zeralk, no more, ah"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt"

"Huh."

It is rubbed softly with a touch of softness, and it will suck worse.

Yes, it's a situation where beautifully shaped men are gently stroking their legs! This is not something to do in the morning sun! Kuh, you can't even do it in the dark, never!

"This one's got a strong base."

"Ah, there's dumb"

'Cause I'll be nice.'

Be gentle and it will be an extra vicious attack!

"Yah, yah!

You sound totally dangerous, but I'm not bad!

It's all Mr. Zelalk's fault!

"... it's dusty."

"Hiu!

I've already got tears all over my eyes.

I stared at Mr. Keel and said, 'Please, let me stop you!' I sent telepathy, but they turned my red face away all the time.

It's useless, man. Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

"What do you say, your legs are lighter?

"... it's lighter, and it looks like it took the pain. Thanks......"

Softly.

When I snorted, Mr. Zeralk, who mistook it, stroked my head, "Okay, good luck with that," he said.

"I used to have severe pain in my body after training, too. You'll be fine if you get used to it, so make sure Ayame works out every day too."

Build your mental strength...

On the side, Mr. Keel crouched, "Fit in, my troubles! Men to men! Men to men!" He was groaning with his head in his arms.