Chapter 438 – Episode 438: Gathering of Constellations 2
A dream constellation that descends into the academy and stays longer in the academy than the space of the constellation, a helpless nightmare.
A giant tree that never withers, an elven constellation that serves as the guardian of the farmers’ union in the granary region of the eastern continent and takes care of the druids.
A werewolf constellation that raises beast messengers rather than human incarnations and arranges contracts with incarnations, and a loyal canine.
A werewolf constellation from Seonhyeopji who specializes in oriental magic such as amulets, magic, and magic, and a guardian of the deep.
… When you put it all together like this, it’s a pretty strange combination. If they are forced to connect, should it be seen as a combination of a druid, a shaman, and a messenger who will help researcher Lee Ha-rin?
Anyway, there was no particular reason to reject the idea of forming a gathering of constellations and gradually gathering people like me. There’s nothing wrong with this story, except that it’s funny that the reason they’re getting together is that they don’t like the reversed concept of chastity.
I guess the reason this werewolf became a hikikomori and only drinks alcohol is because he doesn’t want to see the world turn around. I’m just passing it on as if I’m a bit gay, but it seems like it’s hard for a wild werewolf to even bear eyes on a male who acts like a female.
“But, just because you created a meeting, where do you register it?”
“Exactly? If you just tell your Avatar a brief story, wouldn’t the humans sort out the information on their own?”
“Is only the story roughly known?”
“Seeing what you do, I think that’s enough.”
The guy who was drinking and laughing tapped my shoulder. He said that unlike himself, who is stuck in a tent, if people like us see me gathering women at the academy, they will immediately notice and come. Well, if a guy called Incubus gathers women and forms a harem in reality, it’s not just a dream, the constellations will have no choice but to be interested… ?
But regardless of the idea of chastity, isn’t this something that a constellation that knows about nightmares would be interested in? It’s a similar situation to fish living in mountains instead of water.
As we were chatting and drinking, the outside of the tent became increasingly bustling, as if signaling that it was time to leave. Baby animals, excited by the presence of guests for the first time in a while, were circling around the tent, whining. I don’t know how many people don’t like cute baby animals, but it’s natural to feel burdened if there are dozens of them.
“Have you spoken to the Guardian of the Deep?”
“Yes. You should talk to your lover. There is no grand purpose, but you just want to build friendships and exchange between the incarnation and the messenger.”
Even my loyal canine knows that I always run away before being surrounded by baby animals, so he takes a gulp of alcohol as if saying goodbye and then asks me a favor. If you have the kind personality of a giant tree that never withers, you probably won’t refuse it.
Well, it’s not like the elves are her enemy, and I guess werewolves are a familiar type of race to her as she takes care of her beast people. Thinking like that, she grabbed a fistful of smoked ham and stood up. Before I leave, I have to sprinkle food on the kids.
“Hey! If you feed that to your kids, they will develop bad habits!”
“What do you think? I’m not educating you.”
“Oh, this guy is real.”
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After gulping down the alcohol that I couldn’t get drunk on like a soft drink, the place I headed without hesitation was, of course, the garden of giant trees that would never wither.
“Are you here? Go inside and wait, and I’ll just finish this and leave.”
“No, I’m watching my sister.”
“I saw you watering the plants, so what do you do?”
“You’re not watching me give water, I’m just watching you sister?”
As usual, my elf sister, who was watering the garden, greeted me warmly. She always grows various species of plants, just like a dream horse looking for its woman. As she was standing in the garden looking at the picture-picture-like scene, she put down her watering can as if she had no choice but to come closer to me.
Just looking at her tending the garden while maintaining her elf avatar makes me feel relaxed and warm, and she seems to think that I am being considerate of her. As if the plant care wasn’t that urgent, she came into her house and casually sat down on her low table, holding my hand tightly.
Still, it was not natural for her to dislike such consideration, so she entrusted herself to the hands of the giant tree that would not wither.
“There are sweet ones and bitter ones…”
“Something sweet.”
“Hehe, our lime has such a bad appetite.”
A giant tree that never withers, smiling brightly at my answer that came out immediately before I could even hear the rest of my words. Even if it’s a fantasy world where the gender concepts of men and women are reversed and the devil invades, doesn’t that still change the fact that children like sweet things?
I sipped the golden iced tea as sweet as honey into my mouth, wondering if there was a world somewhere in the vast universe where liking sweets was an adult’s taste.
“Ah, sister. I came because I had something to tell you.”
A pleasant taste that is sweet yet refreshing. As she gulped down the iced tea, which tasted even more delicious because she had the body of an elf, she smiled as if she thought it was cute.
“Well, there is a werewolf constellation that I know of as a loyal canine?”
“Werewolves? Are they different from the beastmen?”
“Yes. You can think of it as a wolf that walks on two feet. It’s all furry with no exposed skin.”
“Ah, so?”
I prepared my share and, looking at her light green car, which was barely shrinking as she listened to my story, I brought up the reason I had come here.
The story of the Constellation Union told by the loyal canine and guardian of the deep. Of course, there is no need to use the grand word ‘unity’, it is more like a social gathering where people just get to know each other, and they even talked about the fact that they are thinking about light exchanges between the incarnation and the messenger rather than working towards a common goal.
I’ve used my avatar to offer a harvest festival to her in place of a giant tree that can’t come down to earth, so she doesn’t seem to have any objections.
“Then, are there any children among the messengers who can help with farming?”
“Uh… Last time I looked, I saw a bull messenger. If you compare the bull messenger with a state-of-the-art tractor, wouldn’t the machine do the job better in the end?”
“Is that so? Well, it’s not a blessing, but science and technology are more superior in simple labor.”
In fact, he was even thinking of going one step further and connecting messengers with farmers.
My older sister, who says she improves varieties and restores plants during her free time after tending to the garden, is more serious about farming than I thought. It seemed like she immediately understood the dirty talk about professional women being sexy, so she quietly lifted her butt off the table and stood up.
Although her elf-like body is small, her lower body does not shrink, and when her bulging forequarters are exposed, her cheeks turn red, and she secretly reaches out her hand.
“But are you really here just to talk?”
“This is the story for the dreamer.”
“Stories told through the body?”
Natural skinship, like lovers who have lived together for a long time. A young lady who was embarrassed just by looking at a man’s naked body, but here and there, a woman who was looking forward to intimate skinship with her lover gently caressed me.
White, soft fingers crawling like snakes into the waistband of the comfortable elastic pants he always wears. As if she was trying to enjoy the sensation of her fingertips as if she was savoring a feast with the tip of her tongue, she even closed her eyes and naturally wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me.
I always feel this, but an elf’s body is very soft and solid. How can she feel as toned as if she had exercised, even though she doesn’t have any visible muscles?
“If it’s a story like this, your sister is always welcome.”
She caressed me gently, trying to smile coquettishly as if she wanted to take care of her pride as a woman as she was used to men. Of course, since she was a beautiful elf whose cuteness was closer to her sexiness, it wasn’t the feeling she wanted. She sees that the giant tree that won’t wither is a beauty that should be called an elf, not a rope.
However, that doesn’t mean that hands digging into your pants feel bad at all. Insidiously, his hands first massaged the inside of her thighs. It feels so tantalizing how he touches the dick with the back of his hand without touching it directly, as if he wants to tease him.
“Huh? Our Lime… Do you like your hands that much?”
“Uhm… Of course, it’s good~”
She obviously limped her lines as if she was copying something she saw somewhere. For the sake of the atmosphere, she didn’t really point it out, but she felt like she would laugh if she didn’t hold back, so instead she let out a slightly artificial sound.
She must have realized that she had paused in her words, and her pure white cheeks flushed with a meaning slightly different from her sexual excitement. As if to make up for her mistake, she tapped the shaft of her cock with the back of her hand, and her hand, which had been massaging only her thighs, slowly rose to gently squeeze her egg sac.
I don’t know where this sister came from or what she saw, but she doesn’t feel bad. I closed my eyes, enjoying her soft pleasure.
