Chapter 375 – Chapter 375: Superman’s World 2
Even in a world with superhuman abilities and incarnations, the framework of culture has not changed much.
When I look at games, there are RPG games, FPS games, and movies like slashers, thrillers, and science fiction. Well, looking at the 19 gold doujinshi that are uploaded to the Seonghwa Gallery every day, it was undeniable that the world was very similar to the previous life. It is almost similar to Korea except that it is not illegal for adults to watch adult content.
I feel more familiar when I start consuming content that I have been ignoring because of men’s sexy appeal.
“First of all, what I recommend is—”
Lee Ha-rin memorizes the list of incarnations who have entered the entertainment industry because she might not be a constellation otaku. Thanks to that, I’m fortunate to be able to watch variety shows that don’t have a sexy element, but… You will be amazed in a different way how so much knowledge is contained in that small head.
An entertainment program in which people go to a mountain village where only minimal facilities exist, and in this program, a carpentry female idol with good dexterity takes care of herself and her older sisters, gaining popularity. It was a little funny to explain that despite being a woman, she became popular because of her delicate hand movements and homely appearance of her.
There was also an observational variety show that observes the life of popular Hwashin, but since this is a show that shows daily life, I could watch it without the male part, and I can watch it comfortably because food is the main part of a show like Food Tour.
“You know more than you think.”
“Because I’m the type that works well when I’m studying.”
“Don’t you hear most of that through music?”
Lee Ha-rin, who was playing things on the computer next to her, laughs awkwardly. It’s a story that he maintained a high level of grades to some extent, but he couldn’t go any higher than that because he had to do various virtues.
Next, Internet broadcasters Han Ye-ji recommends. There are all sorts of things, from people who have learned basic martial arts because they want to get better at the game, to those who use telekinesis to play alone as a two-player. After receiving appropriate recommendations from the two categories of entertainment and personal broadcasters, they scattered to sleep.
The days were so peaceful that I wondered if something was about to happen.
If it wasn’t for the men’s twitches dance, the muscle appeal would be enough, and they would be able to laugh it off, adapting to the culture of the world where men and women are reversed, so they spend their daily lives watching TV rather than watching the academy. The thing that changed that daily life was the documentary filming we talked about last time.
Maybe thanks to the pretext that I gave permission, they came all the way to the academy to film, but when the filming crews with cameras were flocking around, I was curious and went to take a peek.
“Ah, a helpless nightmare?”
“You see the messengers he raises often.”
“He ran into it a couple of times in a restaurant.”
I secretly strengthened my hearing to eavesdrop, and it seems that I am asking the academy cadets about my sightings. I don’t know much about documentaries, but I’ll go into it briefly in the form of an interview, well.
As the filming team rushed around, the cadets came out wondering what was going on. Hundreds of people were tangled up in a mess, so the filming team didn’t focus on me. Thanks to that, around the time I got tired of watching and made up my mind to go back to the dorm, I saw all of our Hwashin members heading to the filming team together.
It’s not in order, is there a reason why everyone goes together like that?
※
Unexpectedly, Alexandra was the first to return as she returned to the dorm and lay down after watching the filming team.
“What about the other kids?”
“I went to the lab and cooperated with the documentary filming. I was still in the academy training period, so I left because I didn’t know anything.”
The nape of the neck his is damp with sweat, as if he had been exercising before the shoot. Her bright red hair is clinging to her, which makes her look uncomfortable. She smiled as if she felt the gaze of her, and she pulled her sweaty hair from the nape of her neck and headed for her bathroom.
There must be a shower room in the academy facilities, so why did they come all the way here to wash? The answer can be explained by the lascivious anticipation that Alexandra exudes.
Wasn’t she the one who slipped behind the other incarnations last time they were having sex in real life? The magic of the dream horse must also be lost. Other incarnations must also be tied to the documentary. Are they trying to seduce me at this timing?
“Can I go in too?”
“Yes? Yes?!”
If so, there is one thing to do, to hit the player first.
It didn’t matter what Alexandra had in mind. It’s wrong to bring a sweaty athletic girl in front of the dream horse. The bathhouse was already full of misty steam, as if the hot water was trying to warm up the muscles. Embarrassed, Alexandra politely put both of his hands together to cover her lower body. Thanks to that, the pose emphasizes the chest her caught between the forearms her.
‘I have no intention of covering my breasts.’
She looked at me in amazement, half mixed with her perplexity and anticipation of her. Perhaps because she worked out to the point of sweating, the sight of her water droplets dripping along the clearer-than-usual texture of her muscles her was sensational. All the more, since the only thing she covered with her hands was her pussy her.
Hitting her in the water, she turned awkwardly and threw her clothes off her, heading towards her. The sound of swallowing and gurgling can be heard through the sound of water as each garment falls onto the damp bathroom floor.
It was a luxurious but not huge bathroom, so in a few steps I was able to get to my plump, accentuated breasts.
“Uh… Hey, Constellation?”
“Why?”
“No, that’s…”
It seems like she has a lot of plans in her head, but she looks at me with her dumbfounded face in her. No matter how much she was trained by clubs, she was not trained by men, so there was nothing she could do about it.
She reached her arm through the pouring water and picked up some body wash from her shower.
“I’ll wash you off, so turn around.”
“Yes?”
“Your body, I’ll wash you, so turn around.”
She picked up her body wash with her left hand and patted the side of her hip her with the palm of her right hand.
The firm buttocks her swaying softly with the sound of watery skin clinging to the palms of her. The water droplets scattered in all directions looked like a scene from an art photo shoot. It’s hard to call it an art pictorial because it’s naked without even a thread, let alone a swimsuit.
Sometimes, like a beckoning gesture from her, her uncle her, she taps her buttocks her, so she, unable to overcome her urges her, reluctantly turns her back on me. As the shower turns off to lather her face her, all you hear is Alexandra’s heavy breathing her.
Whoops, and she puts her body her wash-soaked hands on her back as she takes a deep breath to relieve her tension.
“You came here first, didn’t you?”
“That’s true, but…”
Alexandra, who is used to sex, but is the first to do such an unfamiliar play, replies in a trembling voice.
She has had her dreams of meeting her at a club, holding her hand her, kissing her her, leading her to bed and leading like a woman, but this kind of play where a man aggressively washes her off her first time . Her body her twitched as her gooey body wash slid along the texture of her back muscles her.
Thanks to her voluptuous body her, a big butt that jiggles whenever she flinches. Because she used to fight mainly with her kicks her, her buttocks her were as smooth and big as some kind of bouncy ball. I heard that Hollywood stars in their previous lives had pelvic plastic surgery to have hips like this.
Her back her was roughly painted with foam, then he contemplated the front and bottom of her, then immediately lowered her hand her in a seductive manner.
It’s slippery because of the foam, so even if she squeezes her grip tightly, the soft flesh of her buttocks and her slips away without being caught. With that charming figure, he puts his palms firmly on his hands her and repeatedly bites her butt her and rubs her ass her.
“That, that place is a bit dirty…”
“Is it dirty?”
“That, it’s a bit hard to do it by hand…”
A face reddened not because of the warmth of the bathroom, but in a different way. Her hair and her cheeks are so red that you can’t tell them apart. She turns her back to me and murmurs softly.
Curious as to what the hell was going on, I stared at her ass her, which I was rubbing as hard as kneading dough.
It’s so bouncy that it’s not just a butt, it’s a voluptuous loaf that sways up and down every time you sleep, as if it’s your chest. Every time I knead it round and round, the hip bone gathers and spreads and moves lustfully. It looks like I can insert my cock right away and ejaculate over and over again with Sumata.
And every time that happens, a tiny pink hole emerges from between the flesh of her voluptuous ass her.
“Here? Why?”
“Huh!”
“Oh, what a surprise.”
“There, there really is…”
Alexandra screamed like a girl, like a boy by this world’s standards, as she smeared the slippery foam on her fingers and brushed her cheeks her, not the flesh of her ass her. She couldn’t even wash her body properly, and I could feel her tight ass tightening her, as if she never imagined being fondled in her filthy hole her.
Come to think of it, these guys, while looking at my back as a dirty hole, tried to hide behind them saying that their back was dirty.
“If it’s dirty, you should wash it, right?”
“No, that’s not what that means?!”
It seemed like I was going to spend a very long time in the shower today.
