I watched as Niall and the others headed off to help.
'So let's get back to the house this time.
Yeah, get back.
Yes.
We were just about to come back.
........Oh, Mr. Seya, your forehead is a little red.
Uzuki lightly pushed my bangs up as he said it.
'Forehead? I can't see it myself in terms of location, but is it turning red? I don't remember hitting it that way...
The damage I received in this battle was, at most, the gold bar grazed my bangs.
There's no way my forehead would turn red from such a thing.
--It's a very good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
''This again........no, it's fine, but it's totally fine, right?
It was rather welcome.
However, whereas last time it was 'a scrape on the back of my hand that was deliberately applied, this time it's 'a red mark on my forehead that was deliberately applied'.
It's a good thing that you can't deny the possibility that it's the latter, as Alyssa was full of hope, but even so, there are places where you can see the sadness of a servant. .....
They pretend to work by creating multiple slightly different things from the same template.
The doubts I have about it are unavoidable, but that's the way I see it now.
I was freed from those annoying fences and was able to reincarnate in the other world of my dreams.
Manashi, are you hurt?
No, it's just a little scratch, if you have one.
But your forehead is so big that you'll have to do what you always do, baby.
The usual?
Yeah, the usual.
That seemed to be the only thing that could be passed between the sisters.
''Well then Seya-san, can I ask you to bend over for a moment?''
Anyway, I did as I was told and bent down a little.
Then, just as I did, my face comes to the front of Uzuki's chest.
When I looked again at them up close, I saw that yes, they are tits of tremendous mass.......
Gulp.........
I was just thinking about this when Uzuki took me in his arms and lured me into his super-heavyweight chest.
Uzushi took my head in his arms and lured me straight to his super-heavyweight chest.
"Uzuki--?
My head, pressed against the twin hills, is sinking into a swamp of soft and shameless tits.
And what's more, what a surprise!
Somehow the buttons on the chest of Uzuki's blouse were unbuttoned, and my head was halfway into my clothes!
A chain of romantic comedy S-class cheats, "Lucky Skeeves," was triggered by a chain of events!
And what's more, nah, nah, what a surprise!
The bounciness of the presses made my bra flex and gap, and my face was even inside my bra!
In other words, her soft tits were directly touching my cheeks in a munching motion!
I want to stay. I want to fly.
Uzuki does another standard phrase for me.
d*mn it, I don't have time for this...
Well, there's a little tip pressed up against my mouth...!
It's going in, it's going to go in, it's going to go in my mouth........
No, the tip is already pressed against my lips and is trying to gulp and part........!