Chapter 32 – Imperial Palace Area ~ Going Out With the Shaman Princess 2
The order to take off my clothes was good and not embarrassing.
That’s right, right? I will eat you someday! The woman who was thinking about this smiled and told me to take off her clothes. I really like it!
With that thought in mind, I was about to touch my collar. The shaman princess put down her clothes and walked over, shaking her head.
“No. I’ll do it myself. You always do that for me in the bathroom, right? “I wanted to take off my clothes or put them on at least once.”
The princess shaman approached me with a firm attitude that she would not accept my rejection and put her hand on my shoulder with a happy expression.
Her golden hair and a tail of the same color moved as if she was in a good mood, swaying gently and temptingly.
“It may be blasphemous, but please…” …”
When she acted as if she was intimidated by the price of clothes that she would never wear in her life, the shaman princess stroked her neck and jawline with her hand that was on her shoulder and spoke softly.
“Huh. Leave it to me. Don’t feel pressured. I’m sure you’ll be fine no matter what you wear.”
The shaman princess held her neck with one of her hands and lightly pressed her thumb against my lips, enjoying the feel, while she untied the knot of the clothes I was wearing.
The sound made by the rough fabric was so refreshing that I thought the shaman princess was getting excited and roughly taking off her clothes to rape me.
As the maid’s clothes, which were made slightly thick to prevent them from tearing or fraying easily, were taken off, the shaman princess suddenly ran her fingers down my side without saying a word.
“Tsk… Haha…”
“Do you tickle?”
Her sensitive body felt a surprising amount of pleasure from just a little stimulation. Perhaps, if the shaman princess touched my lower abdomen, she would feel hot.
“It feels a little different from tickling.”
“Really?”
Even though the shaman princess knew what I meant, she continued to stroke leisurely. Her hand, which was going to go to her lower abdomen, changed its path and went to her chest, probably because she thought it was too early to go there.
“I thought this from the first time I saw her, but Setsuka’s breasts are quite big.”
“Isn’t the princess rather tall? Awesome!”
The moment she spread out her palm and gripped it tightly like a hawk catching its prey, a sharp scream came out. The warm body temperature and rough hand movements felt through her chest cover heightened the excitement.
“You were looking at my breasts in the bathroom, even though you pretended not to. “Pervert.”
She answered in her heart that, in fact, she indulged herself not only by looking, but also by touching.
Her nipples seemed to be hard as I kneaded them in her bathhouse, exploring the mysteries of their softness and elasticity.
When I thought that if I kept stimulating it like this, my breasts would pop out beyond the cover and my excitement would be discovered. The hand that was touching her chest fell.
As she let out a sigh of relief, the shaman princess’s thumb, which was still stroking her lips, gently entered her mouth.
She instinctively pursed her lips and froze when she noticed the shaman princess’s gaze.
It seemed like the feeling of wanting to pounce and eat right away, without worrying about this or that, and the reason of having to endure it considering the outside world and the eyes of those around me, were fighting hard.
Since I didn’t want to show others my first experience with the shaman princess, I decided to help her reason.
“Princess. Shall I put on a top?”
“… Huh. That’s how it should be.”
After pausing for a few seconds, the shaman princess took a few steps back with a deep sigh.
While thinking about clothes that would suit the shaman princess, I came across an unconventional outfit that clearly exposed her cleavage.
Thinking that this definitely suited her, she quickly put on a top. After adjusting her breasts and putting them inside the chest cover of her clothes, I turned around, and the shaman princess stared at me for a while.
“The top is okay. Now shall we look at the bottoms?”
“Aren’t they all skirts?”
“Huh. “To see something like waist circumference.”
The shaman princess lied, her selfishness clearly visible in her eyes. She approached me again, and this time she brushed the inside of her thighs with her palms and pushed me to sit on her chair.
Just seeing the shaman princess excited about my body as I groped the soft, private insides of her thighs, taking care not to touch them, made my heart tingle.
Realizing that her breathing had become a little rough, she looked at the shaman princess who was stroking my thigh.
With one hand on the chair and her upper body lowered, her face couldn’t help but be close, and our rough breathing mixed in the middle.
When you make eye contact and the distance gradually decreases. The moment our lips got close enough to fit even a finger.
The sound of the guard clearing his throat outside her brought her to her senses and she closed her legs.
Then the shaman princess, who had been concentrating all of her attention, was startled and stepped behind her.
If this was a lesbian village or an underground base, so I didn’t have to worry about what others thought, I wouldn’t have any intention of rebelling even if I was attacked by the shaman princess…, She internally swallowed her bloody tears.
“… Hmm. I think that skirt would be fine. Right?”
“Yes…”
In an awkward atmosphere, we cleared our throats and fanned our heated faces with our hands to cool off.
After putting on the skirt and decorating my body with things like hairpins, I felt like the heat that had risen had cooled down a bit.
As we opened the door and went outside, the female guard narrowed her eyes and looked at us.
“Princess. “You’re joking too much.”
“… Don’t say strange things. Are you ready to go?”
I felt my face heating up again as the guard hinted as if he already knew what was happening inside.
When the shaman princess saw that I was embarrassed, she spread her fan and covered half of her face.
The watchman, who was looking at me with bleary eyes as if it was absurd, cleared his throat and composed himself.
“I have prepared a carriage. I will continue to watch, so please. I hope that a moment of mischief doesn’t go too far.”
After speaking to that point, the guard lowered her head. She walked ahead and led the way to where the carriage was.
She walked at a reasonable distance, saying nothing until she got into the carriage.
After boarding the four-person carriage, the driver immediately drove the horse without any further instructions. It seemed like she had already told herself where she was going.
I left the shrine maiden, who was keeping her mouth shut out of shame, and looked out the window of the carriage, pressing my face with the back of my hand to cool it down.
I went beyond the familiar surroundings of the Cherry Blossom Palace, passed through an area I had never seen before, and went outside through the gate where carriages carrying goods delivered to the Imperial Palace usually pass.
The capital, where the imperial palace was located, was a large city built on a wide plain. A wide street was laid so that there would be no problem for multiple carriages, and a designated area for people to travel was placed at the end of it.
Because it was also a center of trade where numerous people gathered, anyone with a healthy body could work and there was no need to go hungry.
Those who were truly unwell were taken to a medical center set up by the imperial palace and provided minimal care to prevent them from begging on the streets.
So, it was truly a shining city without the slums that are common everywhere.
“Isn’t it amazing? The city is full of life and people are working hard.”
The princess shaman spoke to me as I looked outside in a proud voice.
“Yes. I have never seen such a vibrant and developed place. “Princess.”
The shaman princess laughed at her honest, sincere words and put her index finger in front of her lips, making a playful expression.
“No princess. “When I’m stealthy, call me Natsuki.”
“Are you okay? Because I come from a lowly background, I don’t know how to say things differently. “If you ask me to do that, I won’t refuse.”
“Hehe. That’s good. Setsuka.”
I only called his name, but a tickling pleasure ran down my spine. She felt indignant, so she looked straight at the shaman princess and said.
“Natsuki.”
“Yes.”
Seeing the shaman princess so excited as if she had a close friend made her feel excited.
“Where are you going now?”
“First, a teahouse. Just like in restaurants, there are surprisingly many people who say important things without caution.”
The carriage passed through a crowded street lined with large commercial buildings and arrived at a quiet street where wealthy people often gathered.
The princess shaman explained that it was not a separate division, but that it was because the stores with high prices came together one by one.
When I look at a building, she knows the history of that building, and quickly realizes and explains in an easy-to-understand way anything I’m curious about or doesn’t know, so I was able to see how much interest and affection she had for the capital.
The carriage stopped, and the driver politely opened the door and held her hand so that the shaman princess and I could get off.
As she glanced at the coachman’s face, she realized that it was the guide she had seen at the cherry blossom palace disguised as a man. Her hands trembled, but the coachman raised his finger as if to tell her to be quiet.
I nodded my head and went into the teahouse I had reserved with the shaman princess.
