I Became the Wrong Race

159 – Cleaning Up (1)

I actually had some confidence.

It was even close to certainty.

I will not have a sexual desire for Melody, I will not be tempted, and I will easily overcome such adversity.

That’s what I thought deep down. This was not just a simple passenger plane.

There was some basis.

First of all, the reason was that I was not without experience. Even that experience wasn’t ‘just anyone’.

Isla, a woman whose charm comes from her voluptuous body and a sense of mystery that comes from being slightly different from humans

I overlapped Isla and her her her her her her her her her her. It wasn’t just an overlap.

Without even thinking about it, we often mixed bodies like that when we slept together.

I also learned how to use birth control, and when Isla didn’t seem depressed, she would take it.

Like using a tail or deforming only part of the hand.

Transforming the interior.

The shapeshifters had many arts, some of which were worth testing in the future.

That wasn’t everything. I had a memory from my middle school days.

It was a time of stormy weather in many senses.

I had to live alone with my sister, go through a lot of agony, and swim through pain.

Even when I was in elementary school, my older sister, who I used to wash with, still tried to wash with me.

The reason was quite reasonable. Because the water tax was not paid by our ancestors.

As I became a middle school student and entered puberty, I instinctively felt a sense of crisis, and also felt that it was not easy to suppress my boiling desires.

Now that I think about it, I wonder if that was my sister’s trick, but anyway.

I was here, having overcome countless pains.

I thought that since I didn’t have the voluptuousness to fill my hands, I wouldn’t be attacked so easily.

Of course, I liked the melody.

To be honest, I also liked the face and personality.

Because my manly nature secretly whispered to me that when it comes to women, I like a woman as slender and talented as Melody.

Even I, who enjoyed playing vanilla without any mods installed, was so appalled that I thought about installing the Melody Romance mod.

But Melody didn’t have anything like her older sister or Isla.

I believed that I would definitely not lust after Melody’s poor body

That was the reason I confidently said I would and took action.

I sighed before even 20 seconds had passed.

And then he criticized me about 20 seconds ago.

Maybe it was because my hands were shaking, but Melody smiled. The sound of laughter was so close that I felt like I was losing my mind.

“What’s wrong? “My hand stopped.”

“… “Now you can’t say you can’t do it yourself, right?”

“Oh my, do you like it when someone who can’t see suffers alone?”

Because the eyes are closed, the eyelashes are long. I closed my lips tightly, and Melody smiled brightly.

“Do you have that kind of taste?”

“No, it’s not.” Just…”

“Then I will ask you a favor.”

I suppressed the sigh that was about to burst out and moved my hands.

There was a moist towel in my hand, and there was a melody that was close to me right in front of me.

Melody was completely naked.

This part reminded me of a story I once heard. The story goes that the gown that women wore at night during the Middle Ages was underwear, and there was nothing inside it.

Still, I thought she might wear some kind of underwear, but it didn’t seem like Melody did.

Well, if you sweat a lot like Melody, underwear is meaningless. It’s not as breathable or sweat-wicking as it is in modern times.

But I had to ask, and Melody answered my question like this.

“New prisoners naturally have a high body temperature. Everyone lives like this.”

Ah, I see.

So I clung to Melody, feeling like I wanted to stab or close my eyes.

“Please be kind to me?”

Words scattered in a hazy breath. I swallowed my saliva at the sound of breathing mixed with those words and slowly moved my hand.

The towel in my hand moved.

The first place to clean was the back. The back was still visible with the naked eye. To be exact, up to the top.

If you lower your eyes a little, you can see the bottom of Melody’s buttocks, and even those buttocks are big enough to reveal her femininity, despite Melody’s small body her

So I couldn’t see with my clear mind, so I moved my hands while looking at my back

Even those lights were not completely safe.

Etc. It can’t even be said to be erotic… Definitely something completely different from my fetish.

Still, what should I say?

As I looked at that well-stretched back, without any flab and glistening with sweat, I felt like something was rising inside me.

In fact, something could have risen. I tried desperately to move my divinity to slow down my heart, but that didn’t happen.

The trajectory drawn by the spine itself had the shape of a runway.

The moment my eyes touched, my eyes naturally drifted down, and I was able to look back only after I froze and froze above my tailbone.

Okay, let’s look at the wings.

My heart sinks when I see the cut off wings. Sad. I am sad. When I frowned, Melody’s breathing didn’t feel strange.

Yes, I am sad. The loss of melody is sad…

“Isn’t it ugly?”

I was thinking about it. I heard Melody say something.

“Cut it out a little bit, maybe.”

Melody is a new beast. However, the wings she was supposed to have as a new beast were cut out by the duel school.

Her mother rebelled, and the wings came in very handy in the process.

The reason was that the wing itself was unnecessary for a duelist.

It was like cutting off a dog’s ears to look good or cutting off its tail so that it could show its emotions and signal an intruder.

It was an unpleasant reason. So I shook my head. Even though I couldn’t see her eyes, Melody seemed to have sensed my movement, and when she turned around, her face softened.

“Not at all. It’s not ugly.”

“Is it so? Then what do you think?”

It wasn’t until I took two steps that I realized it was some kind of trap.

“Uh, that.”

“It’s ugly after all, isn’t it? For showing me what I can’t see…”

“Sir, really.”

A melody that shrugs her shoulders. The dueling scholar feels uncomfortable even though he knows that she is a good actor.

I sighed and said to make myself comfortable.

“It’s pretty.”

“How are you pretty?”

“There is no blemish, no flab, and it stretches out like a work of art, so the eyes naturally look down and so on.”

“How far does it go down?”

My hand stops. Only then did Melody stop acting sad and laugh.

“Pervert.”

After all, all minstrels are lechers. I pursed my lips in confidence.

“I can’t see it anyway, so you can look. “I’ll pretend I didn’t see it.”

“… “I’m not going to watch it.”

“You can say that and look at it. You’re going to have to wipe it anyway, so even if you touch it a little…”

I felt even my face her her her turn bright red. My face her her her is hot

“I won’t touch it. “I’m not really going to touch you, so stop teasing me.”

“All right. “You mean you don’t even want to touch my body?”

“Are you angry?”

Really, why are you saying this? I faithfully wiped the back plate while listening to the melody.

When wiping the underside of the backrest, I closed or turned my eyes, and when wiping the top, I wiped gently so as not to irritate the cut marks.

After wiping it like that, it was the nape of my neck her her her her. As I lifted her hair and patted it, the melody hummed her song.

“What about your arms?”

“Will you do it?”

“… “I don’t feel like it.”

“Please. I would like it if you could do it. Please do it.”

There was no way I could refuse since she was being so foolish, so I took a deep breath and took the towel into Melody’s hand her.

Washing your hands wasn’t difficult. It was the same with my forearms and even my shoulders.

The problem is below that. Melody lifted his arm as if to make it easier to wipe.

The armpits were clearly exposed. It was clean and without a single hair. And if you move your eyes just a little, you can see the puffiness.

“… How about cleaning there yourself?”

“I can’t see it. And I feel anxious because I can’t see it. “I would be really relieved if the kind and kind Llewelyn cleaned it up.”

“Ugh…”

Melody burst out laughing. Melody, who covered her mouth and laughed as if the sound I was making was funny, leaned over as if asking me to wipe it, and I wiped the melody with my eyes closed.

I thought it wasn’t there at all, but then I realized that it was there more than I thought.

Well, isn’t it a bird?

Because the bird has developed chest muscles. I guess this is like a chest muscle. When I thought about it, I felt a little more at ease.

Even that was like an escape.

She probably knows it herself. Wiping one’s body isn’t a very healthy thing to do, and if I hadn’t been a little more gentlemanly, I would have gotten sick.

Rather, it was strange that it felt like a wish. I couldn’t hide those doubts.

“Why are you doing this?”

It was when I was lifting my other arm and wiping it. I stopped at Melody’s words

Before I knew it, she was lying cross-legged on the bed, using my legs as a pillow, and I was trying not to look at her clearly exposed upper body.

“Honestly, it’s a bit like that.”

I know that Melody likes me.

I knew because my sister told me, and I knew because I asked and got the answer myself.

Melody likes me. But do people usually go this far just because they like it?

There was something different about the barbarism that made the world seem like it was at a medieval level.

Rather, to say… Should I say that I feel an impatience that cannot be explained for that reason?

What on earth do you want from this? My hand touched the side of her breast and it stiffened in shock, but I moved it steadily.

It was when I wiped my entire side

Her arms moved gently and held both of my cheeks. As her hand her moved her slowly, my eyes turned to Melody’s face her her her.

Melody’s face was red.

“Did you do it with Isla?”

I was shocked and stiffened.

Immediately, I saw the ring on her finger.

It was a ring imbued with the magic of concealment. A ring that can even become invisible if used.

“… Did you see it?”

Melody didn’t answer. The silence was more like an acceptance.

As I swallowed her saliva, sweated, and gently withrew her stiffened hand her, Melody grabbed my hand her hers.

“You haven’t cleaned it yet.”

A melody that makes you smile. When I saw her like that, I guessed why she was like this.

This was a temptation.

A temptation made under the pretext of something you cannot refuse. A type of clever temptation that cannot be blocked, even if others hear it and are puzzled.

But, why?

If you had seen it, you would have seen it a long time ago, so why now?

Melody read my question lightly.

“This time I thought I lost my eyes.”

Melody’s hands were still holding my cheeks. Her small, calloused hand gently stroked my cheek.

“We are doing something more dangerous than we think, and we don’t know when we will die.”

“I can’t deny it.”

“That made me think more.” If I… “It would be really unfair if I died alone, without being able to get what I wanted.”

What you want.

Even though I said it indirectly, it is clear. I kissed my lips, but Melody put her index finger on my lips and I had to close my mouth.

Melody’s fingers her she smelled good. Even though I must have been sweating.

“So I decided to be brave.”

“… I think I need to be brave as well.”

“You don’t have to pay. “Wouldn’t it be easier if I gave up?”

“I’m going to try to resist a little more. Because I don’t want to be an asshole.”

“Ugh, that’s a shame. If I could, I was planning on rolling around all day today.”

No, I have work to do.

As I was laughing out loud, Melody placed her cheeks on mine and gently pulled the blanket over me, humming her song.

“I’d like to ask you to clean other places as well, is that okay?”

Elsewhere.

Where the blanket was pulled, there was the abdomen below her chest.

Smooth, sweaty abdomen.

Underneath, I could see thighs and toes wiggling.

… Can I tolerate that?

I thought it was impossible.

“… I think it will be very difficult.”

“Is it so? It’s a shame. Well—”

Melody’s hand gently wrapped my head.

Since I didn’t resist the pulling hand, I was already lying in bed.

Melody looked at my face her blankly

Her lips overlapped as if she was upside down.

The lips that touched each other felt like they were melting, like the heated breath and the hot body temperature felt under my hands.

Did you say that the new prisoner has a high body temperature? He could clearly see that she was different from Isla.

Even though he just held my cheek and gently brushed his lips over it, I felt like I was melting.

Meanwhile, Melody’s face, lips, and hands were all much smaller than mine, which made me feel a sense of immorality.

I feel like I’m doing something I shouldn’t be doing. Still, I couldn’t resist.

My desire made it impossible to resist. I closed my eyes and wrapped my outstretched hand around the back of Melody’s head.

At that, the corners of Melody’s mouth her her her trembled slightly and her lips her her parted.

And what I felt was a small tongue.

A small tongue digging into my mouth and meeting my tongue awkwardly.

Melody stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and then slowly gasped.

I deliberately slowed down the tempo to match her awkward kiss, and Melody didn’t let go until she was out of breath.

It felt like lava dancing on my tongue. It was hot. But it wasn’t so hot that it hurt, so my body was reacting.

No, no. Now. I deliberately controlled my breathing and desperately tried to hold it in.

Melody walked away, panting heavily, as if she had sprinted.

“Shall I watch you here today?”

On the topic of virgins…

Before I knew it, the change that had come with a rush of blood was driving me into a sense of defeat and defeat.

Melody seemed to have read my presence and smiled as she gently brushed her outstretched hand down my thigh.

Her next words were enough to change my feelings of defeat into frustration.

“I’ll have to wash you again tomorrow.”

I sighed deeply.