Chapter 87 – Secret Play House
“…You really don’t remember anything?”
While changing into suitable clothes found in the closet in the room,
Asked Noah, who was holding her hands up beside her head like a child in punishment.
“Yes, yes… It’s true! When I woke up, I realized…
Sa, because I told the truth Ah, me, please give me your cock too… Daddy’s cock please…♡”
While Noah knocked her unconscious, he re-seized her dominion by putting on her mask.
Besides, for some reason, she was Noah, who, like Isabelle, called me her daddy and became her daughter.
It’s good that the two saints came back to my side again, but both of them have changed a little.
“Eeeing… Dad…♡”
“Ugh, don’t lower your hand.”
“Hey…”
I lowered her hand that I had gently lifted and scolded Noah for crawling under my lap.
Then, Noah pouted her mouth and raised her hand again, and her purple eyes were wet.
At least this much, I try to make her cry even with the screams that I spat out like a joke.
Like a child
“Hee hee, I feel sorry for Noah…♡ I got cum from my dad!”
In addition, Isabel makes fun of Noah for being punished in the same way.
“Isabelle, raise your hand, too.”
“Yes! Dad♡”
“Oooh…”
Isabelle is smiling as if she is happy even while being punished, and Noah is crying.
I can roughly understand why they act like children.
Right away, it must be because of the immaturity of the mask that handles the power of sainthood.
“…Right?”
“…”
‘Daddy’, the title he used when the mask controlled Isabelle’s body.
Even after I was brainwashed into becoming a saint, the two people still call me by that title.
Perhaps as much as it is a brainwashing method of using the power of a mask and my desire instead of text,
I’m guessing that the body and mind are remodeled according to the influence of the mask or me…
“Can you fix it…?”
“I. I. I. I. I. I. I. I. I. I. I. I. Bell. And. No. Ah. To.”
“…Then I’ll do it this time.”
Rather than testing the power of the mask, I ended up like this, so it’s time to use my desire.
In order to feed the taffy to the mask that is aiming for the body, these two must be fine.
The moment he fastens the last button on his shirt and picks up a mask to put on Isabelle who is teasing Noah.
“…Yes…”
Harumu, who was lying on the other side of the bed, got up and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
Temporary personality expungement, the effect of that order has finally run out.
First, I put the mask in my back pocket and approach the dazed Harumu.
“…Hana? Harumu, he must have fallen asleep while fighting…”
Is it a young personality, then…
“It’s all right, lady. Enough for you…”
“…Huh? Who is it? Man, voice…? Brother?”
Oh that’s right I’m a man now No, you were a man from the start, right?
I hold on to my shaky identity that I have been possessed for two to three days and roll my eyes.
What excuse do you have? Uh…
“No, I… That… Well, I’m not my brother…”
“…Thank you! Really… Harumu has to go fight again. I need to make sure my mother is all right…”
Harumu tries to express his gratitude with a bright smile and takes the sword.
Even as I raise her body, I look at her as she grimaces in pain from her wounds and clicks her tongue.
I wondered if I should save my desires for the sake of my plan…
With Harumu still waking up in bed, he takes out the mask he had put in her pocket.
Then, after fixing her neck once, he puts a mask on her mouth and raises his voice.
“Fix it.”
“Go. Hit it. La.”
“…Eh…?”
A mask that holds my voice and emits it as a purple wave.
Another trick that the mask acquired thanks to the unintentional piercing of the mouth.
If the ‘desire’ I feel matches the meaning of the words I spit out, the mask amplifies it.
And the person who hears my desire amplified through the mask compulsively obeys the desire.
“Huh…? What is this…?”
Harumu’s body, surrounded by purple waves and my desire, shimmers lightly.
Harumu looked around her own body as if he could feel it even though he couldn’t see her.
Changes caused by the wave appear quickly.
Harumu’s arm, which had been broken and swollen red, returned to its original position,
Her wound, barely covered with a bandage, healed in an instant, and the blood she spat out stopped.
The missing fingernails grew back, and the bruised eyelids returned to their original color.
“Is the wound… Healed…?”
This is the power of the new mask, from what I can see.
Except for the side effects.
After using this, tremendous fatigue and sage time come at once.
Power drains from the body as if 5 legs were wrapped at once, but there is no pleasure.
Even if you wrap it dozens of times, your mind, which was always filled with anguish, feels refreshed as if it were swept away by a waterfall.
This is the power to use my ‘desire’. The more you use it, the more you want it, the worse the side effects.
I used it 3 times to subdue Isabelle and Noah in the hallway earlier, and I just used 1 on Harumu…
Now I’m feeling tired like I’ve ejaculated about 20 times.
It is a responsibility without pleasure.
“It doesn’t hurt… My brother did this?! Whoa…
Thank you! I will definitely repay you! Harumu, I’m going to save my mom and older brothers…
Can you take Harumu to the door? Please, brother…”
Harumu, who jumped out of bed with a recovered body and light legs, held out her hand.
Couldn’t fix the eyes even with the power of the mask…
“Before that, wait, I want to ask Harumu something. Is it okay?”
“Huh?”
In a soft tone, as if to soothe her little one, he approaches her with her kindly smile.
“Why is Harumu trying to save her mother? Now you know.”
“…Yeah, Harumu knows now. But, if I don’t go, there will be no place for Harumu.”
If we let her go like this, she will surely be unhappy.
If Harumu leaves this room, it won’t harm me too much.
Obviously, even if she was a weapon beyond the human level, Isabel was stronger.
Even if she puts her mask on Harumu, who is blinded by her, it is impossible to become a saint, so there is no need to be vigilant.
Even if I send Harumu back, there will be no loss or gain to me…
It bothers me a bit.
In the vision I saw in the witch’s hut, I see a little girl, three-year-old Harumu.
Harumu has a young personality who admits that his mother and family do not love him.
I look back at her with her bittersweet smile, with her gray-blurred eyes.
The childhood Harumu in the vision must have had clear black eyes.
“… Harumu, but still loves her mother.”
“…”
She knows that the relationship will end if she let go, so Harumu is holding onto it with all her might.
If you let her go, she will live as Kaede’s tool and eventually die.
Knowing the truth about her, is it right for her to just watch? She ponders for a moment.
“It’s okay! Harumu says she’s been doing great so far! She’s been doing so well,
If you work hard, your mother will surely… So your brother will be relieved… Ehh, brother?”
“…”
Hugs Harumu from behind her.
I thought about it for a while, but I can’t.
Although she respects Harumu’s will to turn her own misfortune into her happiness,
It doesn’t suit me to leave her unattended even though I know her end is that she is broken.
I always like happy endings in movies, dramas and animations.
A story where all the characters are happy.
The pain that Harumu will go through after returning to her mother’s arms is not to my taste.
“Wait…? Huh? Why, are you touching her breasts…?”
I put my hand under Harumu’s torn shirt and grabbed the egg breast that fits comfortably in her hand.
Even though it was covered with her bandage, her shirt and underwear were ripped from the previous fight, so it’s easy to touch…
Then…
While smiling at Harumu, who was looking back at me with her innocent face,
With her hand, she gently untied the unnecessary bandage, revealing her Harumu’s nipple.
“Ah, wait a minute…! Oh, come on——”
If you grab the two pink projections that are not yet used to stimulation and squeeze them—
“Ha ha♡”
Harumu collapsed into my arms while raising her voice for an instant.
“Secret play, remember?”
“Oh, brother, how could you do that…! Aang, Yu, Yudu…♡”
She loses her strength and drags Harumu’s trembling legs up onto her bed.
Harumu has a body that has awakened his lust through secret play and has a young personality.
Addicted to her pleasure, he makes her forget the duties of the Yumekawa family and the sword.
“Isabel, Noah? Let’s play house. They’re the baby, I’m the father, and Harumu is the mother.”
“Eh, huh…?♡ Harumu is the mother…? What are you talking about…”
“Mom… I see, ehehe Mom…♡”
“…If it’s Dad’s order…”
While Harumu was confused, the two saints approached her with purple flashes in their eyes.
Noah, completely childlike, gasps for her breath,
Isabel, who looks at Harumu in my arms and has a calm expression, is also licking her lips again.
The two people sitting on the left and right of Harumu as if they knew the meaning of the command ‘playing house’.
“Mom, Mamma~♡”
“Cheup…”
“It’s hazy?!♡”
Isabel and Noah, the two saints, bit into Harumu’s nipples, sticking out their tentacles and tongues with bloody projections.
“Chew up, chooooouk… Um, chuup…”
“Ah, sssss, ohok?! Oh, come, Bunny… Eh…?! Harumu, flashing in my head, blah blah blah?!♡”
Harumu jumped back at the aphrodisiac effect of the saintess’ saliva and the stimulation of her tentacles and protruding tongue.
It is a figure that wets the crotch of the pants it was wearing in pleasure and turns its eyes straight to the climax.
“Oh, hoohok…?♡”
“Oh, Mom is gone!”
“To leave while nursing the child, is the mother a pervert?♡”
Harumu’s small breasts, which were covered in the spittle of the two saints, trembled in convulsions.
The leg lines and bumps exposed in the tight-fitting pants, even the ax marks on her slightly wet pussy.
I want to rape this female right now, and the cock emitting desire screams for me to take it out.
“Oh, Lavonnie… Hiook?!”
“Chung, um… No, Mom~ We’re still hungry!”
“Mom should also follow Dad’s orders, right?”
But for now, I hold back and enjoy a queer skit of three women.
To teach Harumu a place to live, he must gather as much desire as he has spent.
Until then, keep going.
“That, then♡ Again, the nipple peaks again…! Higiet?!♡”
I watch Harumu trapped under the fake family and trapped in the happiness of pleasure.
Oh, it sucks.
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