Into Hi1tomi 360

Chapter 360 – Week 7, Monday (8)

A child hungry for love. It was Ran’s evaluation of Lauren. Loren, who was starving for such affection, was taken away and made into a female. She wanted to commit Ran in front of Lauren. I thought about how that cold expression would distort.

“It’s about the afternoon.”

Lauren opened her mouth heavy. Marey is dirty, cowardly, free from the excitement of imagination. She focused on Lauren. She let out a word and closed her eyes, her mouth shut. She felt like seeing a little kid doing something he’d never done before, from a dragon much older than her.

“Looks like I made a mistake…

Lauren was apologizing. Marey stared blankly at Lauren. She could hear the iron barrier recoil, as if not a drop of blood would come out from the sting. They, too, seemed unbelievable.

That. Lauren was apologizing.

“I’m sorry.”

Having said that, Lauren let out a long sigh. A voice that sounds like a squeeze. Lauren was frowning at her. She looked like she didn’t like it, couldn’t even confirm if she was doing it this way. She was apologizing That disparate look of her was lovely.

“I treated you emotionally. I wanted to tell this story.”

Lauren, of course, was talking as if Marey had accepted her apology. I had a brief impression, wondering if it was natural for this person. At Lauren’s apology, Marey also bowed her head.

“No, sorry.”

In front of the word sorry, the modifier, “Because you enjoyed using the column you adored,” Was missing. It was an indescribable story. I wanted to talk, but I wanted to destroy her every time I saw her. Is it a twisted longing or a twisted desire for possessiveness? I couldn’t tell.

“…My fault. It’s not something Lauren-sama should apologize for.”

There was nothing that could be said to be Lauren’s fault. She herself was no different from a plunderer. She took Ravela and Ran from Lauren. As the perpetrator, she felt no guilt toward the victim. Rather, even Lauren, she only aroused the boy’s insatiable desire to have it all.

Lauren, who didn’t know anything, felt cute. The eyes looking down on all of them were nothing in reality. It was cute that he didn’t notice even though the person he liked was being violated right in front of him.

“It was disrespectful to Ran. Sorry.”

If it was Marey’s fault for ramming her penis into the womb of the person she cared about, then it was her fault. She blamed Lauren’s fault.

Loren, who knew nothing, was lovely. Marey pursed her lips and lowered her head.

“…That’s nice.”
“Sorry.”

Lauren’s voice reminded me of what had happened in just a few hours. Unable to tolerate her ejaculation, Ran screamed and kicked Lauren out. And as Lauren fled, she set Ran on her table and fucked and tasted it until her sense of ejaculation ran out.

Lauren was the victim. Strangely, the fact that she was her victim, that she had her column taken from her, made her body tremble.

“Kuhm… Let’s just go.”

Lauren cleared her throat slightly. She also found the situation awkward. Both apologizing and trying to speak softly to the boy. But she obviously Lauren was trying.

Lauren rose from her seat.

“See you on Saturday. Study hard.”

Patting Marey’s hair lightly, Lauren walked back to the carriage. When she looked at her back, she felt possessive. Until the door of her carriage closed, Maray kept her eyes on Lauren’s back. Her iron-clad knights moved after Loren.

Everyone was heavily armed, so I couldn’t tell who was who, but I could guess that the one who saluted and disappeared was probably Sir Nemua. It was as if I saw blue eyes through the helmet.

-Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!

The procession recedes.

“Ha… ! Ha! Whoops… Whoops..! Ha..!”

Gillia let out the breath she had been holding back. On her cheeks, her remaining hair stood up. Sweat was glistening on her brow and her white shirt was wet and clinging to her body. And her black eyes trembled with tears as if she were about to collapse.

“Are you okay, Gillia?”
“Ah… Uh… She couldn’t even breathe.”

Gilia seemed to have exhausted herself and lay face down on the table. Her body was still trembling. As she held her breath for a long time, releasing the tension in her unresolved body, she frowned at the strange sensation she felt in her lower abdomen.

And immediately realizes what that sensation is, dyeing her face red all the way to the tips of her ears.

“What’s going on?”
“Oh no! No! Nothing!”

Gilia shook her head, her face flushed red. Pulling her skirt down, she twisted her thighs. To the boy who tamed the females by adjusting them with her body, Gillia didn’t seem excited.

“Shall I help you? Is it hard to walk?”
“No! No! No! Are you okay! Are you okay! Go first!”

Gillia shook her head wildly from side to side and looked at her Marey, looking like she was about to burst into tears at any moment. She raised her voice even more as the boy approached and kept uttering her words to go.

Seeing the boy walking away from her, Gillia hurriedly took out her tissue and wiped the seat she was sitting on. She couldn’t handle the pressure Lauren was giving her and she was crushed. She felt the raw fear that she might die, and the strength of her body let loose and leaked out. With her face flushed with shame, she tried to hold back her tears and look calm.

Everyone would laugh at her when she told her that she was tired of being scared. However, in front of the governor, in front of that absolute predator, how many people can withstand it? Fortunately, people’s attention was directed toward the lineage of the governor, who was drifting away.

It wasn’t for nothing that she looked at her marey and said it was great. The pressure she felt while talking to Ravellad Parwen was great, but the Governor-General could not compare. After her tidying up, Gillia quickly and quietly left her seat. She hurried her steps, fearing that she might stink. Suddenly, I remembered what Lauren had said.

‘It’s fortunate.’

She looked at herself and said. Lauren said to herself. Then what is fortunate? It was as if the feeling of being oppressed was suddenly, no. I could understand instinctively. Her body started shaking like crazy.

‘It’s a friend.’
‘A friend…’

The conversation between the two passed by. And Lauren looked at herself.

‘It’s fortunate.’

She said to herself Know that you are lucky to be friends. It was like that. At the same time as she thought of it, Gillia’s legs gave out and she sat down on her sidewalk. Why do people hate or fear Loren de Parwen? Gillia understood with her body.

After parting ways with Gillia, Marei went straight to her house. She thought of looking for an unknown violinist in Piazza Valter, but when she thought of Ravella, who would be lonely waiting for her at home, she automatically moved her steps.

Having been scolded by Julia for being late in the morning, the boy arrives home with great aspirations to punish her mother for the night. A knight wearing a sword is standing in front of the door. Strangely familiar tall height.

“Are you Sir Nemua?”
“You seem to recognize it at once.”

Laughter could be heard from beyond the helmet. For some reason, Sir Nemua seemed happy. She held out a black box made of a soft looking material. She answered as if explaining to a boy staring at her.

“It is a gift from the governor.”
“Are you Lauren?”

As she stroked her own hair and walked away, she remembered Lauren’s back.

“Let’s open it.”
“Here?”

Lord Nemuah nodded her head. When she touched it, the material of her box was like wood. The box, which felt heavier than expected, had iron pins stuck on both sides of her handle. It took her a while to open the first rescuer, but Nemua waited without saying anything.

“This…?”
“The secretary’s office asked me about how Young master had been in a daze in front of a violin shop. This is a gift from the governor.”
“Go, thank you.”

It felt different from the violins on the shelves. It wasn’t glossy, but when I opened the box, a pleasant scent wafted from the violin. The surface was very smooth, and when pressed lightly on her thread, it was soft and elastic.

It was not an ordinary string. Marey knew nothing about violins, but just by touching them, he could tell that the violin Lauren had gifted him was far from normal.

“I wonder if this price…”
“Considering the young master’s disposition, I think it would be better not to listen.”

Nemua scratched her neck.

“It is burdensome to receive something this expensive.”
“If you refuse and send it back, several members of the secretary’s office will take responsibility and take off their clothes.”
“…It’s lethal.”
“As expected, Bocchan is a kind person.”

Nemua cautiously held out her hand. Her hand, which had come naturally to her, clenched her fist in the air before returning it to its place. Maybe he was trying to stroke her hair. Feeling Nemua’s gaze, Marei turned her head away from her.

“The governor-general said he wanted to teach me the violin himself. The time is Monday afternoon or Friday afternoon. They told me to choose one of the two. He said it was better to do both.”

Both of them were spending time with Ran. Is this what Ran was referring to as cute, petty behavior? Still, it seemed right to talk to Ran once. It wasn’t a story that could be decided now.

“I’ll set it up on the weekend and tell you in person. You must be busy, but thank you for bringing me this far.”
“It happens to be a passing road, and there is nothing busy. Besides, I also wanted to see Young master, so it’s okay.”

It wasn’t that there wasn’t a passing road or a busy job. The secretary’s office forcibly took over the handover, and preparing for external events, but there was not enough time to work overtime every day.

Even so, she only came herself because she just wanted to see the boy’s face. Even lying to the boy.

“Sir Nemua, would you like to have some tea inside?”
“I have an appointment, so unfortunately I have to go. Bocchan, may you be well.”

I wanted to nod her head, but Nemua laughed and shook her head. She was a lovely child really. She wished she had a little more time to herself. Leaving behind her regret, Nemua got on the carriage to the governor’s castle.

I hope she has something to come often. As she muttered that, she stared blankly at the distant boy who lived here, and when she realized that Marey was no longer in sight, she closed the window without hesitation.

As I opened the front door, I heard someone running. Do-do-do-the sound of hastily walking. Ravela used to walk silently, so she seemed to be Illien. As she took off her shoes, her vision suddenly turned black.

“Who is it?”

It was a little different to say Illien.

“Uh, um… Idrienne?”
“It’s nice to match it all at once, but it’s no fun.”

Idrien was smiling lightly. If she had been Illien or Ravella, she would have said, ‘Who is it? It was hard for Erden to come to her on weekdays, and it was the same for Julia. Then she naturally had nothing but Sudrien.

“Huh? What is that?”
“Ah, this is a gift from Lauren-sama.”

Marai held out her box to Idrien, given by Nemua. She was wearing a white shirt and a black formal skirt, as if she had just arrived from school. Seeing that she is being abused by huge breasts as if the button on her shirt would burst at any moment, Marei calms down her rising lust.