Chapter 465 – Episode 465: Body for World Peace 1
Playing with a woman is always fun, both as a man and as a dreamer, but when external pressure comes in for political reasons, it’s inevitable to feel strange.
Even better, for the sake of peace on the continent, please have sex with female knights and not martial people… ! Especially if it says. This isn’t some bad third-rate porn story, but what is it? It’s not a story about a villain saving the world, but a story about saving the world through sex, so it’s likely to sell well depending on the actor’s appearance.
I think I actually saw the story about saving the world through sex in adult doujinshi or in porn that was almost like a comedy in my past life. Still, like the romantic comedy heroine, ‘don’t fight because of me…’ !’ It’s not like, ‘Don’t fight over my dick…’ !’ Rani.
“But doesn’t everyone who often comes to the duel know this?”
“But, well, it’s not like the Constellation is very picky about a woman’s appearance.”
As I think about that, our Avatars are eager to talk about my sexual orientation. It’s absurd that even Yena, who is usually quite quiet, is responding to Sasha’s sly words.
In this world, even people who have failed to manage themselves and become a little generous are not picky because they are handsome and beautiful women who can clearly see that they are lottery tickets that they have not scratched. The high school that Pyeonsun watched to see Yeji did not look like an ordinary high school, but rather an idol school created with great effort by an agency.
Even though the conversation is so meaningless, the Hwasin cadets around us listen to our Hwasin stories. In fact, the preferences of the constellations are information that can be analyzed and uploaded to a national database. This world works that way, so I have no choice but to adapt.
“Don’t you like big breasts? But they don’t really mind it because it’s small.”
“When you receive the magical power of a dream demon, your breasts grow bigger. “Isn’t it like intimacy as members of the same species?”
‘No, I just like big breasts…’ …’
Still, this is a bit.
It’s not that I have an extremely unique minor sexual preference, I just like anything pretty, big-breasted, and slender, but at some point, a discussion about the magical mutation given by the race called Mongma and the resulting racial instincts is likely to begin.
The kind of light dirty talk that men with lovers might say while drinking suddenly degenerates into a scientific knowledge forum on the topic of sex and life.
It’s okay for us Hwashins to talk to each other in the wrong direction, but the problem is with Hwasin cadets nodding their heads around us. Some of them are even writing things down with bright eyes and pens in their notebooks or tablet PCs. He’s also using the recording function.
“It’s nice to talk, but since we’re at the duel, let’s see the duel.”
“Yes~ But Constellation, do you prefer big breasts for a dream?”
“… Yeah, I like the bigger ones. That doesn’t mean I don’t like small things. It’s not because it’s a dream.”
Beyond the uncontrollable spread of rumors, I thought there would be detailed documents on the Internet somewhere about [Constellations/helpless nightmares/dream demon sexual preferences], So I forcibly ended the conversation between the Avatars halfway and looked at the battlefield.
Let alone the Avatar cadets in the audience who were interested in the duel and sending a whirlwind of desire, the people on the duel field were fighting passionately, almost risking their lives.
Even if it wasn’t her own contract her constellation her, as a woman, as a female, she would naturally not want to lose in an ugly way in front of other constellations. Perhaps because of this, the cold weapons collided with each other, creating small flames, making it closer to a bloody fight rather than a show-off duel.
Ah, now that I think about it, the relationship between the martial people and the knight is in bad condition. There are plenty of reasons for the duel to become heated.
“Oh, you idiot! “It’s really hard!”
“It’s as mushy as an octopus!”
The thing that catches my eye the most is the somewhat noisy duo. After all, it was just a duel between a martial artist and a knight, and they seemed to know each other quite well, so even while they were talking bad, they were smiling.
What should I call something like that… What the fuck?
정말 친한 사이의 남자들끼리 서로를 개새끼 소새끼라고 부르다가, 나중에 군대 다녀오면 땅개니 참새니 부르는 느낌으로 아웅다웅 다투는 두 여자. However, unlike the frivolous conversation, the two people’s skills are clearly noticeable.
“Is it over there today? Well, it definitely stands out.”
“What can I say? I’m curious because everyone is revealing it and hiding it.”
Because the female knight had her entire body covered in armor.
Unlike the other cadets who came to the duel arena to impress me, the Constellation, the steel armor wrapped around their entire body as if they were claiming that they had come to fight and fight with their friends. From steel boots to gaiters, armor, and helmet, he appears to be heavily armed to the point where you wouldn’t even know his gender if you had n’t heard his voice his.
The martial arts person she is dealing with is a typical Asian beauty who steps forward while gently waving her long straight hair. Here too, she seemed to have come with me in mind, but she was wearing her silk uniform.
Others are wearing sports bikinis, bikini armor, leggings, or tight-fitting training clothes, but aren’t these guys really serious about their equipment? To the point where I want to. Perhaps because they were engaging in a duel with a woman’s pride at stake, their unconscious desires were directed at each other, not at me.
This looks kind of fun.
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In my past life, I had seen the word BSS when looking at fanzines. Unlike NTR, where the lover is taken away, was it a genre where the person you are in love with is taken away by someone else?
Then, there was a time when I had the same question – why was she filled with resentment after losing her partner, who was not a lover, a married couple, or anything else, and why did she feel sexually aroused when she saw it? Isn’t this a word that would only be used in a romantic movie with a sad ending rather than a fanzine for adults?
Still, one thing was certain: it was surprisingly enjoyable to watch.
“… Him? Constellation?”
“Yes, dear.”
“Oh, is it a dream?”
The situation is a little different.
The duel ends with the martial arts cadet’s victory, and the two people are shocked when they sneak up on the two bad guys who are throwing punches at each other. He must have been so focused on the duel that he didn’t know I was in the stands, so he jumped up and tried to be polite, looking like he was covered in dust from sweat.
After telling him not to be too polite, the martial artist stiffens like a rabbit in front of a tiger when he tries to take the knight who hasn’t even taken off her helmet.
“Wow, really, in the duel arena, wow…”
He was so shocked that he went to the point of denying reality, saying that what was happening in front of him couldn’t possibly be real, and he lowered his head, probably because he thought it was rude. You can’t help but be surprised when a constellation suddenly kidnaps, or rather bosses, your friend while you’re playing with your friend.
Leaving behind her martial friend who had become a stone, the knight followed me, making the sound of clanking armor as if she could not believe it. I brought her here with the belief that her looks would definitely be above average, but now it’s time to unwrap her gift.
“Are you planning on keeping your armor on? “Isn’t it hot?”
“Well, it’s okay.”
“I meant to show my face.”
“S-sorry!”
The knight was so startled by her insinuation that she lifted her helmet with both hands, as if pulling out the head of a mannequin. Her sweaty hair sticks out with the heat inside her armor.
The person who stood out from the plain helmet that her friends called a tin can was a typical South American beauty. Her beautifully wavy brown hair and very light bronze skin that looks like she poured more milk into her coffee are impressive.
Just by looking at her appearance, she looks like she would be better suited in a samba outfit decorated with colorful feathers and jewels rather than armor covering her entire body. It’s so disgusting that heat and pheromones have rushed in from my sweaty, shiny skin.
“Are you very close with that kid from earlier?”
“Yes. “I’ve known you for almost 20 years.”
“Aren’t you from the Eastern and Southern continents?”
“Because that friend immigrated to the southern continent for her parents’ business problems.”
The question and answer started while I was walking from the duel arena to my dorm. I opened my mouth as I felt a mixture of jealous and envious looks coming at me, thinking, “It’s that friend who’s receiving Mongma’s affection today.”
It may be a bit biased, but just looking at his appearance, he looks like a popular guest at a house party, regardless of gender, but the way he answers makes me feel like a private standing in front of a general. However, during the duel, I saw him talking to his friend about being an octopus or an inflatable dancer in front of a car wash.
Perhaps he is an extremely timid person who, in front of women, is like Yeopo, but in front of men he becomes an unknown henchman A. Why, they say that alcohol tastes better only when a woman is present, but when a woman comes to a drinking party, she is the type of person who can’t even open her mouth to drink because the drink has become so delicious.
‘Gap Moe? I rather like it.’
But that’s not a problem for me, who has a sex drive that’s close to that of an omnivorous yellow bug. It’s a world where men and women are reversed, so it just sucks.
The popular sister who plays the role of a drinking game master at drinking parties and seems to be targeted by many male friends, is actually a pure girl who can’t even speak properly in front of men? I’m so excited to see how they’ll react if I take off not only the helmet but the armor as well, that my pants feel tight.
