Chapter 905 – Week 9 Tuesday (1)
Since there was no one to ‘clean’ with Ifrit’s mouth and attend to the bath, Marey, who had removed all foreign substances and odors with the cleanser and magic given by Illien, went down to the first floor and meal preparations were in full swing.
“Marei, you woke up late? First, please take a seat. “It’s almost ready.”
When she saw Labella pulling up a chair to the place where she sat every day, which could be considered the most honorable seat, Marei nodded her head and greeted her with a natural feeling.
Normally, I would have lightly patted the cute mother’s butt and kissed her as she was doing her duty.
On the other side. In a way, Marei had no choice but to omit her ‘reward’ due to the harsh gaze of Celestine, who was sitting at what could be considered another head table.
“Are you still half asleep~? She should have gone to wake her up~?”
Illien places a plate of steak in front of her and gently touches her shoulder. Celestine’s eyebrows slightly raised, expressing an uncomfortable look.
“Ah, uhm… Are you okay? “Because Ifrit is here today.”
Marei answered, scratching the chin of the red bird that was showing her bare face through her shirt, and Illien’s eyes widened.
“I thought it was a normal spirit… Hello, Ifrit~?”
Ifrit responded appropriately to Illien’s greeting, simply nodded her head, stepped out of her shirt, and sat on Marei’s shoulder.
“I guess I was lonely because there was no one to wake me up. Are you calling all the ifrits?”
Idrien placed the dishes on the table and stretched out her hand to Ifrit, who was rubbing her cheek against Marei. She clicked her tongue at the sight of the Spirit King sticking her head forward to stamp her with her roots as if telling her not to touch her. 〉
“Ifrit, Idrien… “Don’t be so mean to your sister.”
Even though Ifrit can speak human language even in the form of a bird, she turns her head and rubs her head against Marei’s cheek again.
“It tickles, Ifri… “Mom?”
“Eat together during the meal, or go out. Ifrit.”
Before Ifrit could react, Ravella lifted her by the back of the neck like catching a cat, and Ifrit clung to her and flapped her wings.
When Labella let go, she swoops into Marey’s arms again.
“Don’t be too foolish. “I’m getting spoiled, Marey.”
“Yes… Ifrit, I think you can transform.”
Marei lightly tapped Ifrit’s head as she stuck her head out from between her breasts, but he had no choice but to give in to the sight of her turning her body and slipping inside her shirt again.
It occurred to him that she probably liked being petted in the form of a pet, but Marei thought that was very rude to the Spirit King and lightly patted her slightly swollen chest.
Marei looks at Ravella with resentful eyes as she sees Celestine silently glancing at her while preparing her meal and avoiding her gaze while making eye contact with her.
Whether she knows her own heart, she doesn’t. No. She usually knows everything without saying anything, so why has she been acting like this since yesterday? Even though Marei feels very sorry for her, she can’t figure out why her object is stiff on her lower body.
If she had been Lauren instead of Labella, she would have recognized her reason, thinking that she was arrogant and had a sense of duty to educate.
She sticks out her buttocks and can be used whenever she wants. For Marei, who has a certain line(?) In the name ‘mother’, daring to educate mothers is an area that ‘still’ is difficult to think about. It was
Of course, he opened up that very narrow vagina just for himself and engraved his identity on his body, filled his uterus with semen so that he could hold it all day before going to work, or had him serve him every morning and evening. Looking at this, I don’t know if there really is such a line.
“Sleep, Marey. Try this~ Yes~ Huh~? That’s right~ That’s right~ Eat well.”
“Don’t just eat your sister, eat mine too. Well, huh? Huh? Ugh… Please eat some… Huh! Yes, nice~!”
Seeing the twin elves with huge breasts feeding her food as if they were serving her, and Marei, who is always mistaken for a girl, eating the food given to her from both sides, it feels like they are older sisters who love her younger sister so much. It was the same though.
‘… It’s strange.’
Celestine kept glancing at Idrienne as she watched, somehow swallowing her food down the back of her throat without knowing whether it was going into her mouth or her nose.
She is Labella. She is good at everything, so she expected that she would be good at cooking, but surprisingly, she had no time to be surprised by the Ksa Crew sisters’ good cooking skills.
In response to Labella’s actions, which seemed to show her affection while slightly distancing herself from her, Celestine tightened her hold on the silverware and repeatedly loosened it.
‘… There’s no way Labella is giving up.’
She was Labella de Pawen, whom he admired and adored. Even if she was persistently violated and humiliated by her young son, she was not a woman who would give up.
Rather, she sharpened the blade of her revenge and made a stain on her own life. Only her face was cute and only her prick head was needlessly large. No, her face was ordinary at that level. Yes, yes. It’s not normal. It’s just a little cute. No, just trash. Lowest. Her little boy is cute. Maybe it’s because she had trouble sleeping last night.
“Marey, you have to chew your food thoroughly. “Don’t try to put those in Marei’s mouth when she hasn’t even chewed them.”
“Yes~!”
“Okay.”
When you see her interceding with the Ksakru sisters who show excessive affection, she looks like Labella. It made me think that the video might be fake. Other than the fact that it looks cute, no, it’s not cute. Yes, even though he was a boy, he looked like a girl.
“Does it fit your mouth, princess?”
“… Ah, four! It’s delicious, Labella!”
Even the kindness of caring for oneself. It was more credible that the videos were all lies. Could it be that this pervert kid’s ridiculous delusions were recorded as fantasy? It’s strange to see such a huge object attached to such a small body.
Yes, yes. It’s ridiculous that Labella was trained by a kid like that. When I thought about it that way, it all made perfect sense.
Anyway, can you imagine that with such a cute face…
Well, I know that boys are creatures that can’t help but have such low-level fantasies if they live together with Lavela-sama. Still… Well, if it’s just your imagination, I can forgive you. No, it was within the range of understanding.
I myself did it so many times that I couldn’t stop while watching the video that contained the fantasy of Labella and Marei mixing their bodies.
Thinking like that made me feel a little more at ease. No, the once unpleasant little boy started to look cute. Honestly, if he wasn’t LaBella’s son, I might have made him my close younger brother.
“…?”
Well, if you know that it’s such a pervert, keep a little distance… No, I think I might have invited her to tea parties often because I needed to give her some freedom to have wild fantasies.
I imagined teaching Labella. Labella are not the one receiving the training, but the one doing the training. This is why men are.
“Princess?”
“Four?! Ah, yes. Labella. What’s going on?”
“Have you finished eating?”
“Oh, no. No. Please excuse me for thinking about something else for a moment. “Is this what you eat every day, Marey?”
Celestine smiled for the first time after meeting Marey.
“Yes? Ah, yes…”
When Celestine suddenly begins to act friendly, Marei responds hesitantly, unable to understand what the princess’s intentions are.
Of course, from Labella’s point of view, it is easy to read the thoughts of a princess who lacks social experience and grew up learning stereotypical monarchy.
‘Oh, you must be mistaken.’
‘Stupid bitch.’
Sister Ksacru, who is sitting next to Miss Marey, also sees her attitude change so openly and understands at once how the situation is going.
“Isn’t it a little heavy to eat for breakfast?”
Celestine pointed out lightly as she looked in front of Marey, who, unlike the simple bread and salad placed in front of her, sisters Ravella, Ksacru, and herself, had a large piece of meat on it.
Although it is said to be a personal preference, the amount may be too much for a young boy to eat. To be more specific, would it be correct to say that the amount is about three times the amount provided for breakfast to dormitory students at Elvenheim Royal Academy?
“I usually eat like this. “You have to eat a lot to use your strength.”
Even though it was an amount that would be considered overeating even for an adult man, Celestine seemed to have nothing more to say as she ate it without a care in the world, so she nodded slightly and focused on her meal.
No, she glances at Marei with a different perspective than before, and glances at the pervert kid who has such dirty fantasies about his mother.
