Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

He woke up after noon in his own room at the Royal Palace of Helifarte. Serene turns his neck as he rubs his eyes.

Serene has been forced to participate in meetings with elves lately, so she was quite tired.

It's just an easy job sitting around, but for Serene, labor is like a curse, draining her strength just breathing the air on the spot.

I also didn't like to wake up at a set time and have to dress at a set time.

Especially that costume is severely painful and shoulder-tight.

"Hmm? Kakari?

shoulder stiffness, the word came to mind, while Serene remembered a story.

One of the causes of shoulder stiffness in women is the idiom that the weight of the chest is.

Even though memories such as the work of the previous life have been transformed into relics of the past at the rope earthenware level, only such memories still shine brightly (at all) in the brain.

"Oh, no, one thing."

I'm exhausted right now. Such a rough life needs healing. And when it comes to healing, it is a woman's breast. Serene's best of tits is naturally Alye, but since she is in college, I can hardly go to see her. In that case, the nearest boobs would still be Ives.

"All right, Shizuku."

Come to think of it. No, Serene quickly rubs Ives' chest, so he changes his clothes and leaves the room behind. Nevertheless, even if I suddenly pushed him into the room and said, "Let me rub my chest," he would be able to lean his neck. But it's okay, Serene works only at times like this, so she works out the plan instantly as she goes down the hallway.

Below is the plan envisaged by Serene.

"Oh? What's wrong, Serene?

"Frightened Yume, Mimi"

"Oh, well, I'll give you a hug, so let's take a nap together."

"Mammer!!

That's it. It was cluttered.

"Mom......"

Serene stopped her legs and squealed so unexpectedly. What's your mom?

In the first place, Serene is older than Ives if we add the age of the old man and the age of the present.

Before that, Serene's mother was admirably alive. My mom who can be in love is supposed to be that way, but Serene's mother wasn't much of a type of choice, and she sucked it up sporadically when she was just born, and I was mostly tired of it, so I'm not interested.

Walking down the swept marble corridor, Serene reached Ives' bedroom. Serene is an important figure in Helifarte today, and he is almost free to walk around the royal palace. It's a good thing I'm going to carry out a plan that I've painted on my desires.

"Oh Hisama, Oh Hisama"

"Alas? Is that voice Serene?

When Serene knocks lightly on the door, a soft voice returns. Serene strokes her chest down that Ives was in the room as planned. Later, if you let them sleep in bed with you in the stream you just thought about, bury your face in your chest and sleep, the mission is complete.

"Oh, Serene. It's unusual for you to ask."

"Eh."

But it was not Ives who stood in front of the open door, but Shuburn, the lion king, with a giant body like a sardine. Serene ate and hardened.

"I was just having tea."

Behind Schburn, who opened the door, Ives was seen relaxing in his chair.

For a royal room, there are few condiments, but a round table of elegant sandalwood is placed at the center of the room, on top of which is a set of sweets and teapots.

I wondered if Serene was in the business of the couple, but apparently she was just really having tea.

"Oh, my God, why?

"Ha, I get some rest with the king once in a while. Or did King Ra think that he was always on the throne with a face on his face?

Schbahn loosens his tough face and slaps a light mouth, but Serene is not the place to be. The plan is ruined. I thought I was definitely alone with Ives, but just before the king sees me, I can't go into bed with my wife.

"So, what can we do for you? You're talking about investing in college?

"Uh, uh, that, um, ma, massage..."

"Massage?"

To the puzzling Serene words, Schburn lurks his eyebrows.

Serene was desperate. I didn't like to pull back so much as this, and my breast ingredients have been out of my body lately. As it is, the breast deficiency of the disease gets worse.

Change of plans. Massage, dubbed rubbing shoulders, from which they are dispersed, nodding and hugging, pretending to slip their hands and rubbing their milk. We have to pervert the primary tit plan so that it perverts from chrysalis to butterfly. Perverts, even perverts, are another pervert.

"Oh, my God, it's so horrible, I know."

"Hey, Serene's been pulling on you lately, too. You're so sweet."

"Eh heh."

All right, good flow. Serene smiled as she gasped inside. The truth is, it would be great if I could get a good night's sleep wrapped up in the warmth of Ives, but it would be great as a sudden change of plans.

"I see. Will Serene give me a massage? That's exciting."

"What!?

But it wasn't Ives who answered with a bounced voice, it was Schburn.

"Recently, in addition to national politics, there have been more negotiations with the elves. My shoulders were stiff. Which, try to get Serene to rub one."

"What... ah!?

So Serene noticed a serious mistake. Serene only remarked, "Do a massage". I should have told her I wanted to massage Ives, but she said "Lai Hine". As a result, he misfired at Schburn.

"Whoa, big. I have no idea, Muri."

Still, Serene tries to modify the track. It's only painful, like rubbing a guy like that rock chunk, and I'm definitely tired. Or I don't want to do it anyway.

"I'm just happy to feel it. Because Marie doesn't do that much."

"So, but..."

Ives strokes Serene's head with a laugh and urges her. Upon frontage, the large breasts were pulled to gravity, the size of the irregular class, but Serene was so hunted down that he could not afford to call it eye bliss.

"Sure, it's not going to work with Serene's pressure either. All right, let's get him to step on it."

"Wow, do you want to be plugged!?

Serene was stunned. No way, does this majestic king have that kind of sexuality? It is true that Ives is a queen, and there exists a human being who rejoices in being trampled by queens and princesses, but is it not possible that even Schburn is such a race?

"Serene will have no power. It would be easier if I stepped on my back because I lay down."

"Great…………"

Serene relieved. No, not if you're relieved. In the end, this does not serve its original purpose. As he asks for salvation, Serene tries to make eye contact with Ives, upfront.

But when Ives turned his merciful glance to Serene, he sat back in his chair as he was. Again, the will cannot be conveyed unless it is put into words.

"Whoa, whoa. Come on, do your best."

"Oh, but I don't want to."

Seeing Schburn lying down on Ives' bed, Serene pulled one step back. I wonder what makes me sad and until I use my strength, I have to give a benign grand massage.

How can I escape this predicament, when Serene is desperately spinning her head, a warm feeling inadvertently spreads across her shoulders. As Serene turned around, Ives, who had sat there until earlier, rested his hand on Serene's shoulder.

"Serene, you don't have to hesitate because you're a king. We're already like family, aren't we?

"Eh."

Even though he thought that the hand of salvation had been reached, Ives' remarks push Serene down to Naruto. Ives seems to think that Serene, the resident, hesitated to kick the king in the foot and intended to give him a helping boat. But for Serene, the care was a mud boat, not a help boat. We can no longer just sink.

"Ugh, wow, ok, ok…………"

There is no escape if they say so far. Serene was ready, he climbed onto the bed and stepped on Schburn's back in horror. I hate to step on a man stronger than a bear bee and it's scary, but Schburn seemed really in a good mood.

"Oh, that sounds good. But Serene is really light. Eat a lot and grow up fast."

"……… ai"

Serene replies vaguely, stepping on Schburn's back in a damned mood. Even though I'm old enough to say magnificent, Schburn's whole body is all muscular and ripped off, and it feels like he's even stepping on a tire.

When this happens, we just have to get it over with as soon as possible. Serene continued to step on Schburn's back in a heartless state of selflessness. Fumi fumi.

"Yeah. Much easier now. After all, I wonder if it's because the heart of a lovely princess is in her heart."

"Heh heh, you're in a good mood after all. Thank you, Serene."

"……… yeah."

As a reward for keeping stepping on Schburn for dozens of minutes, Serene had the cookies on the table packed in a sachet and left the room intact.

"Ah, I…………………."

Serene's legs are full of breast, usually because of her lack of exercise, and because she was forced to make healthy movements like Qingbamboo trampling. And what I got as a reward is a bag of cookies. It's too good for you. The boob plan was a miserable pie.

Serene held a sachet of cookies in her right hand, held her hand against the wall with her left hand to support her body, and returned to her room with her other body with a great sense of restraint in her mind and body.