Chapter 96 – 062 Gunma Musume
Is it a real ear or a donkey with brown hair…? A horse…A spirit of a warhorse with the same ears drooping
“It’s not bad to go back to the spirit realm like this… But it’s a pity…
It was fun every time I saw the children who were flustered at first but later became obedient, but…
It’s such a pity that the perks that have been handed down from generation to generation disappear like this… It’s a pity.
The spirit of the warhorse took another carrot to her mouth while paying attention to Sonia, the landlord, probably because she ate a lot.
Even if you don’t notice it, it’s something that can make money… The ability to survive in a rough and tough world… A special chance… I have an instinctive interest in a relationship called “Feed”. Sonia attracted.
It’s a rough time when academy students who are leaving school sometimes turn into lewd brainwashing and low-level fighters.
There’s nothing wrong with becoming stronger, Sky City.
‘Perks’ that allow you to acquire special strengths even without leveling up
A variety of ‘privileges’, from a slight rise in stats to special effects instead
Sonia openly wants to have a chance, but she’s also curious, so the hero of Sky City throws a question to the spirit of the warhorse chewing carrots.
“The spirit of the warhorse…? Can I ask what you’ve been doing… Would it be okay?”
“Ohh… Are you curious as well? Are you curious? I’ll give you a tribute (carrots) so I’ll let you know.
No…Wait…Wait a minute…Hmm…”
It was the spirit of the warhorse who looked at Sonia with a gaze that seemed to evaluate Sonia in response to her question.
…
“Uh… Over there… Spirit-sama…?”
“Ehehe! Wait a minute… Just a little more… Hmmm…”
Just a moment ago, the spirit of the warhorse chewed carrots while worrying about the whereabouts of descendants who might have been dead or alive.
Rather than lightly looking at the mannequins displayed on the street, the spirit carefully observes each and every movement of Sonia with great care.
From her rising breasts with each inhalation and exhalation, to her supple thighs, sturdy yet soft like Sonia’s hero, as she floats higher than her dining table.
“Hmm…Your eyes are scary…Spirit-sama…”
“Uh huh…! Didn’t I tell you to stay still? Sonia. Isn’t it because good things lead to good things?
Stay still! Where… I’m soft but… I’m sure I’m an adventurer… Did I say something like that? A hero… A well-trained flesh…
These bouncy thighs… This… This… It’s a thing!”
Fluffy…
The spirit of the warhorse, floating lightly, slowly crossed the table and approached, pulling Sonia’s soft belly as it was and prodding it here and there.
In particular, Sky City’s D-class hero can’t keep up with the situation at the spirit of the warhorse, who measures the angle with his fingers from his thighs to his toes.
“What…Things…♡
…Ah…No…That’s not it…I don’t know what you mean…”
It was Sonia who had a heart-shaped sign above her head for a moment, perhaps mistaking that she was being treated strangely… But thanks to the spirit of the warhorse, who kept fiddling with her thighs no matter how ignorant she was, Sonia knew even if she didn’t like it.
“Hmm… Don’t be too nervous, Sonia. Umm… At this level, there’s no shortage of special training that has been handed down from generation to generation!
How are you Sonia? Would you like to hear the story?”
In particular, as a warhorse spirit, he brought up the story of the family that served him and said that he would train him to gain privileges as a warhorse.
Sonia still doesn’t know what a warhorse is… Sonia isn’t a warhorse, she’s a person…
Sonia is still a human even though she has a USB slot in her belly button.
(This is…A special…?! I can’t miss it…!
But… The name of the training… Is a bit… Strange, but… But it’s a chance that you can’t even pay for…!)
Of course, in her heart, Sonia was ready to accept the warhorse perks that the spirit of the warhorse has passed on through the special training of ‘warhorse’, and Sonia encountered Giyeon, but as the time she was thinking alone became longer, Sonia was troubled on her own! And accepted the spirit of the war horse.
“… Rather than say, I’ll ask you from here! Sonia!
To think that the skill given to me by the spirit of the warhorse is going to disappear… Hehe… It’s heartbreaking…”
Please do not teach me anything special! Thanks Sonia! The warhorse privileges handed down from generation to generation in … Are disappearing from the world, so please learn them …The spirit of the cute warhorse.
“Please, Sonia! Won’t you grant the ‘last’ request of this poor spirit who wants to leave the world with the privilege of being a warhorse?!”
“Last request…?
Are you disappearing? You can pass it on to others later… Isn’t it?
This time, a guardian spirit that is enshrined from generation to generation… Instead, it’s an academy or something… Something like that…?”
It is served from generation to generation… The spirit of the warhorse, who is too cute to be worthy of it and has cute donkey ears, this time instead of the guardian spirit that has been enshrined for generations, the warhorse… Hero Sonia.
The spirit of a cute warhorse bowing its head… And donkey ears sprouting from its brown hair.
“Hey! Sonia. That’s right… But in the world of spirits, here on earth or in Floren, you need a medium to have an existence!
As long as you know for yourself that the medal that dwells as the spirit of the warhorse has been neglected like this, it will be difficult for this body that has descended to this world to maintain its shape any longer. “
It seems that the story of the spirit realm… Is likely to broaden the worldview, but the explanation was that in the spirit realm, a medium must be present for the spirits to appear in this world.
In the case of the spirit of the warhorse… In the case of [U], It appeared through a special ceremony on a horse hoof medallion engraved with a picture… It had already recognized itself as ‘abandoned’, so it gradually lost its power and left for the spirit world again. The spirit of the warhorse that says yes.
It was the spirit of the war horse that comforted Sonia, telling her not to worry because she was not dying.
(… Huh? This is a magical girl…?)
Sonia thought that the strangely cute magical girl or the mascot of the transforming heroes… Was actually a spirit that came from this world of spirits, but since there is no magical girl among the people she knows, Sonia just decides not to care.
“So please, Sonia!
Won’t you please accept training as a war horse?
Warhorse perks… There’s nothing to lose!”
“T… Thank you for giving me the privilege. Spirit-nim…!
What is a warhorse?”
“…? A war horse isn’t a war horse?
It’s okay for her not to live as a warhorse, so let me tell you about the perks of the warhorse, Hippo Sonia!”
“…?”
A dark place in Sky City. Or a membership-based secret restraint fetish training ground… Or, as an autonomous district in Sky City, where special races live… Cultural differences rather than promiscuous fetishes… I thought…A common place to see…A female horse.
In other words, a mare or a pony girl.
Among the beastmen, the beastman with donkey ears sticking out like the spirit of that warhorse… A beastman with something like a female horse, a mare…You could call it a pony girl, but after Sonia authenticated herself as an adult on the communication terminal, the search came out. Of course, the result is not…
“Are you saying warhorses… This… This… This… Is this, Spirit-sama?”
Swoop. After completing adult authentication on the communication terminal, Sonia shows the spirits the images that came to mind… And the spirit of the warhorse responds.
“Mmmm.! That’s right Sonia! Exactly!
Are you ready?”
Female horse. A mare… A pony girl.
They put restraints on various girls, from normal girls to slaves, like horses standing on two legs… From shiny black leather straitjackets to strange muzzles in their mouths… Decorative donkeys sticking out of their hair…Till.
It’s literally a bitch… I just changed the dog ears to donkey ears. A bitch…A mare…A bitch horse. An image of a pony girl attire.
“Looks like there are mares in this world too!
Then you don’t have to explain?”
“Ah… A mare…?
Sonia was a bit taken aback by the image of slave girls in lewd straitjackets being dragged around wearing necklaces.
Apparently, the next Nebulix video search tag was mare… Ponygirl.
It was an image that could have been created by simply putting donkey ear headbands for cosplay on a female slave who was sold to a master with a restraint fetish and trained and usually wears a straitjacket…
Apparently, the spirit of this warhorse is not the spirit of the mare, but the spirit of the warhorse, so it seems to be clearly distinguished.
A female horse whose special skill to teach is equivalent to a fetish restraint slave. Sonia is a little relieved, though she still doesn’t know what it is in that it is a warhorse, not a mare.
“Isn’t this normal? Lowly mares who don’t even know how to serve their masters. But don’t worry, Sonia! Not a mare, but a warhorse… I’ll help you thoroughly learn the perks!
… Or is this a world where there are no mares… No warhorses specially trained to protect their masters?”
