Chapter 466 – Episode 466: Body for World Peace 2
On the way back from the duel site to my dorm, I deliberately walked a little slowly today. So that I could show off to the cadets with a knight in armor with only his helmet off, wearing it on my side.
And to be honest… It was a little fun.
Just by looking at his appearance, he looks like a super ace in the drinking game, but when I talk to him, he hesitates. Like an old computer that lags, it reacts slowly, but then gets shocked, apologizes, cowers, and stands alone stiffly like a new soldier… Should I say it has a prickly taste?
Our incarnations were like that at first too, but as we have been living together for a long time, we have come to feel like we are intimate servants living together with the master of a precious house, and the distance has disappeared, so this kind of reaction is precious.
“Oh, let’s go this way.”
“Yes, yes! I understand.”
Look at how his eyes are fixed straight ahead, and he doesn’t even look to the side. Thinking that a broken toy robot might act like that, I reached out my hand and gently stroked the back of its neck.
I don’t have any intention of increasing the number of Avatars, but if they show me like this, I might want to bring them back often. My kids, I take care of them in their dreams every night anyway, so it wouldn’t be a bad idea to play with these stiff female knights during the day.
Hmm… Then will there be another story about knight favoritism?
This strange situation of having to listen to public opinion just to have sex was absurd, but it didn’t make me feel bad. What can I say, it’s because I feel like a Hollywood star whose sex scandal broke out.
“Uh, Constellation? “I don’t think this is the accommodation.”
“That’s right, it’s in the cafeteria. “I was suddenly thirsty, so I wanted to buy a drink.”
“Ah… “I’m sorry.”
“What do you have to be sorry for? “Because I’m an avatar, I’m not really thirsty. I just want to drink something.”
As if deliberately giving the paparazzi a chance to take pictures, he takes the female reporter to the store. There are plenty of drinks I like in the lodgings for the Constellations, but that’s not important.
As I entered the cafeteria, which was kept comfortably cooled by magic, it was, as expected, crowded with cadets. No matter how much delicious food the cafeteria provides in half-limited portions, how can cadets who exercise 10 hours a day be able to resist snacking?
The eyes of the cadets who flocked to the cafeteria like a zombie wave to recharge their sugar and caffeine after using their bodies and minds for over 10 hours a day were all focused on me. What’s a little different from the duel arena is that the ratio of male cadets is quite high?
“Wow, the Constellation came to the canteen…”
“No way, the kid next to me asked me to buy something… “I guess not?”
“Hey, even if the image of the article is a tin can, it wouldn’t be that rude.”
As dozens of pairs of eyes turn in this direction, I feel a desire a little different from usual overflowing. It’s a little uncomfortable, perhaps because it’s not a woman’s lustful desire for a handsome man, but a man’s gaze of admiration and envy.
I came to the cafeteria to pick some more trouble with the female knight who looked like a malfunctioning robot, but I ended up having to pick on her. I forgot about it because I haven’t faced a group of men in a while, but it’s definitely not a pleasant feeling.
I feel like a puppy that whines to go out for a walk and then feels the 38 degree Celsius air. I take a deep breath, but this feeling fills my skin and lungs with discomfort.
“Wow, look at how many people there are. Let’s just go to the accommodation.”
“Yes? Ah, yes. I understand.”
What kind of show-off is such a bloody show-off, bastard. If you just take him to the bedroom and let him go, the rumor will spread on its own.
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I was planning to wander around the academy a bit to show off that I was on good terms with knights other than martial people, but I quickly changed my plan. Because I’ve been going in and out of the dorms and the duel arena lately, I’ve forgotten that men can also give me lustful looks.
Yes, sexual desire is a desire, but jealousy and envy can also be classified as desires. It can read and use the emotions of men as well as women. It was a step forward for a dreamer, but it was not a happy story for a man.
What can I use for receiving the admiration and envy of black men?
“How do you store that armor?”
“Oh, it has some kind of magic, so when you take it off, it returns to a bracelet.”
With that in mind, he offered the cool ionic drink to the female knight who sat at the table and straightened her back. When I saw the kids who came to the duel arena drink it, it seemed like people had different opinions on carbonated beverages. Maybe it’s because I can’t just burp in front of the constellation.
The cans of the vending machine’s ionic beverage placed on the antique table are a little unbalanced, but I wonder if there are any such sentiments! She opens the can and gives her a shot of rice cake in one bite. I told her to relax, but she felt like she was going to act like that.
She gulps down the ionic beverage with her sly arm movements as she swipes at her meal, turning her wrists to return her armor to her bracelets.
“He’s quite a transformation hero.”
“Haha, I’ve heard a lot of stories like that.”
The clothes under the armor were tight-fitting sports leggings. However, unlike what other cadets wear to the battlefield, it is a dull type that covers all the skin from wrists to ankles, like a rash guard.
Still, with something like that under the transformation armor, it feels like a pilot suit.
Intrigued by her, I reached out my hand and gently stroked her forearm, and I heard the sound of her breathing. I don’t know why I held my breath when I touched her forearm, not even my stomach, but I almost burst out laughing.
Underneath the sweat-soaked leggings, the female knight’s forearms were very firm. The good news is that it is not heavy but close to soft and soft. She has the pretty face of a drinking ace, but I was a bit worried that her body might be on the level of Roy the Bodybuilder, but I was worried in vain.
“Look, it’s wet and dirty with sweat.”
“It’s just sweat. “I’m going to be covered in sweat soon anyway, right?”
“Tsk… !”
Meanwhile, she is worried about her sweat and her smell, so she whispers dirty words in her ear, and her cheeks turn red. Although her appearance seemed quite cute, there was one problem.
I can’t hear the dream demon’s magic power?
The tendency is the opposite of Hwashin, who was easily exposed to the magical power of a dream demon. I tried to put him to sleep by gently stroking him, not sure if it was his mental ability or his tendency to not match the magic of a dream, but he couldn’t fall asleep. Is the soul a whole soul, just as there are people with whole bones from birth?
Well, if that’s the case, I guess I’ll have to use an avatar in real life.
“Well, what did I do wrong?”
“No? Aren’t you too withdrawn? “Spread your shoulders more like a woman.”
Did I feel that the magical power of the dream flowing through my skin was disturbed and destroyed? As expected, the Hwasin cadet asks me with an anxious look whether his talent is better than mine.
Still, I can’t whine here and ask why you resist my magic like a man. Well, I think that maybe women in this world would like men like that, but I don’t want to do that. With that in mind, I grabbed her forearms and climbed onto her thighs.
Is this what sweaty leggings feel like?
“You mean like this? … Sigh!”
Even though I felt her magic dissipating, she didn’t seem to know that I had failed in my attempt to put her to sleep, and as I said, she stiffly straightened her stiff shoulders. Then, her breasts, which were pressed under her leggings, spread out, exposing her wet cleavage in her sweat.
The good news is that even if you fail to put it to sleep, you can still induce excitement if it sticks to you like this. As the avatar of a young man with a slightly reduced figure climbed on top of her thighs and buried his head in her breasts, her breathing suddenly became heavier.
I was shocked to see that the top of my head was naturally buried under her chin as I stuck my head into her leggings.
“Hey, doesn’t it smell?”
“You still speak harshly. Well, it can be called a scent rather than a smell.”
“Whoa… “I see.”
When I take a deep breath, I feel the sweet, feminine scent. For a moment, I feel something like fabric softener and the unique smell of leggings, and then the scent of a woman full of pheromones fills my nasal passages. A sticky scent that even human men, not dreamers, can’t help but like.
In the meantime, I found it funny that she was straining her body, so I secretly extended my hand to her. The goal is not the breasts where my nose is buried, but a slim but strong waist.
She slowly placed her hand on the solid waist covered by the leggings and slowly scratched it, applying pressure to the tips of her fingers. It’s more like a tickling than a caress, so it’s more of a tickling thing – it might feel cool if you scratch it yourself, but tickling is something that feels much more itchy when someone else touches it.
“If that’s the case – hey!”
“Are you finally starting to relax a little?”
A situation in which one holds a man of noble origin in one’s arms and is caressed leisurely. In such a situation, she must have never imagined that she would be attacked not by her affectionate and sticky caress, but by a tickling attack that scratched her side, and she jumped up so much that her butt fell off her chair.
Thanks to that, I also jumped up into the air as if I was levitating, shaking from the backseat of the village bus, but thanks to that, my body, which had been stiff as I held my breath, went limp, and the feeling of being hugged in my arms felt even moister.
I don’t know anything else, but it feels very luxurious, perhaps because it’s the leggings worn by Hwasin cadets.
