Chapter 629: Girls Nights Portrait 3
âIf I could draw this far, I might as well finish it. The stage of asking the models to stand is over, so look forward to the rest. I donât know if I can see the drawing even if I sayâŚâ
Mr. Gloria declares an end as he turns the brush over the circle and hands.
Even though I didnât wash the brush, the paint has already fallen off beautifully.
Apparently, being an elf, she uses a lot of magic in her drawing, and there were many other phenomena that were unconvincing as far as I could see. Paint colors with only a few colors achieve total natural colors, or dry in no time.
In a human mediocre painter, it would take a lot of time, painting materials, and special techniques of color to finish a painting like this.
I canât even say cheat, but there canât be any limit to the technology that you can use these things in the beginning. If what you can do is good, magic or idiosyncrasies, the useless win.
âOh⌠wow, itâs me, but itâs not me⌠you feel a little pale when you fit in like thisâ
I look at Naris (with the sheets cloth shouldered like a cape), who is innocently moved as she gets stuck in Tess, as if Almeida (especially the naked collar without worrying about my gaze) was a little awkward.
âNaris⌠you tend to forget, but the Red Arm is good enough.â
âOh, no, maybe I am,â
âIâve always wondered, what an adventure squad even with arms like yours can make you seem poor and follow others. Instead of Red Arm in Ichii, it would be fine if we had as much fighting power as regular soldiers.â
âUh⌠I hope I wasnât the first tachi to push people ahead in the first place⌠The average adventurer canât imagine taking out demons in the first place. The idea of keeping it out of line is the creep of adventure.â
âHmmm⌠then it can be said that the gauntlet that can capitalize on Narisâ secret talents was a vocationâŚ?
âItâs not entirely natural. I thought it was something that Iâd usually be passive about.â
âI donât think itâs a big talent to be able to keep that much arm without trying to work it outâŚâ
âPrivate Iâd rather live with moderate cultural stimulation while relaxing rather than butchering something. I donât have the ambition to raise my martial arts name just because I need money.â
âI think adventurers are far from relaxing and neatâŚâ
âYou canât help it, because thereâs no land where unidentified elves can relax and neat. Until I took the cultural stimulus.â
Hearing such Narisâ explanation, Tetes (sheets torso wrapped in a sense of once) and Sharon (bare collar) looked at each other.
âThe more you ask, the more likely Naris is to be a female slave.â
âI wonder if itâs just a gift.â
âDo you know you guys are making terrible statements to the natural!?
⌠âSlave-friendlyâ comments about the fate of an unidentified elf and hence wandering are certainly statements by villains, depending on what you hear. Yeah.
âBut even when it comes to female slavery, itâs like a practically free, easy-going side room, right?
âPolka is a good land, and your husband assures you of your identity with stronger authority than anything else. Etches are mixed up from me, and I sometimes visit countries with a light sense of outing. I think I have everything Naris wants.â
âUgh⌠well, even so, the proclamation of becoming a slave is perfectâ
Naris proclaims the usual thing, even if itâs a little dull.
Tess puts her finger on her lips.
âMm-hmm. So what if we get married?
â⌠well, that depends⌠on the situation, or if youâre serious, you donât have to think about itâŚâ
âSoon, my husband, Iâll be better off marrying no matter how many legallyâ
âWhat are we going to do? Youâre gonna keep running?
âWhat are you running from!
âMaybe if I were by your husband, youâd make me your daughter-in-law. Nah. I wonder if Naris will continue to be in a halfway position all the time, saying that military personnel are not suited to sex.â
âWell, thatâs what they said⌠more or less, thatâs not whatâs going onâŚâ
Iâm gonna crack in on Tessâs hunting provocation.
âItâs different to say that from the side and press on. Itâs not even a decent relationship. Itâs not like someone else is making a decision.â
âIâll say so â I donât feel comfortable standing half-hearted and cheating about NarisâŚâ
âNo matter how many friends you have, life will be your own.â
As a matter of fact, I donât want my daughter to be forced into female slavery at hand, where there are other avenues I can go.
Whatever the reality, thatâs how you decide to be ready to live as my female slave is nothing more than completely crushing the rest of the world.
Youâre happier pickling sex with me than any other dream!⌠I canât tell you how to sleep.
My daughter, who has made that choice, will be as happy as she can be. Thatâs all.
So I donât think we should drag Naris, who is still preoccupied with real dreams, into it as if it were a duty.
âBesides, when youâre done with the model, you should probably head back to Gauntlet Nights headquarters.â
If you go back that way, thereâs a ârealityâ waiting for them.
Thatâs what I thought and tried to finish the conversation, but on the contrary, Naris was supposed to hold his head.
âUgh⌠well, I had to leave when it was overâ
âHa⌠Iâll be saying goodbye for a while â your husband. You canât forget, can you?
âI donât think you can let me retire for some reason for a whileâŚâŚ whenever you want to seed it on meâŚâŚâ
âNeither do I. Iâll be able to clean up Gotagota and focus as soon as possible⌠but in the meantime, Iâll be letting her go out on purpose. If still good, wheneverâŚâŚâŚâ
Sharon and Almeida, two naked people, come to appeal to rub over.
As she saw it and shrugged her shoulders, Mr. Gloria began to clean up the painting.
âIt sounds like a joke to me more than once⌠but itâs amazing to let those big women knights charm me so muchâ
Sharon and Almeida each answer Mr. Gloria with one arm of mine in their arms.
âA woman who is good at martial arts is just hard to deal with. I am your husband, who taught us the joy of women, without fear or denial of our power.â
âIf I live as a female, itâs for this male⌠it makes me feel so natural. It tells me that I am a creature called a âwomanâ who is happy to conceive and give birth to the child of a man I like, as a fact that I canât help it. I donât even think itâs the end of the story.â
âI get it. How shallow I am to be alive by sticking up⌠I want to throw away that way of life and get rid of your husbandâs child soon⌠my instincts hurt at the bottom of my stomachâ
Sleepy Sharon and Almeida. Mr. Gloria, who laughs and deceives vaguely even while slightly wandering.
I always think, but itâs highly conjectured, isnât it, both of you?
âI really want to get to know you soonâŚâ
âThatâs right. Hey, Tess, I was wondering if you could untie my birth control. You always make fun of it.â
âIâm not teasing you. I have to show it to your husband if Iâm going to solve it anyway. You should admit youâre ready to conceive with your own seed now and get excited.â
Tess shows the sheets wrapped around her chest softly while she asks me for my consent in a flush.
What do you want to do? Thatâs why weâre starting a fight here? But itâs like saying.
I cared a little about Mr. Gloria, but on second thought, sheâs a whore and a porn writer. You wonât be so angry where you started on your own. Though it may be helpful.
Let Tess snort, Tess takes off her sheets and throws them away herself, letting Sharon crawl her fingers into her belly and whisper a spell.
When I glanced at Naris, I was trying so hard to close my hands wrapped around the sheets that I lost my gaze.
Almeida, on the other hand, twinkles with a potpourri, looking at the release of contraception by Tetes.
âThis is how I disarmed birth control, and I and the Knight Commander donât get pregnant with rare things⌠If there is such a magic as contraception, I hope there is some magic to make sure I get pregnantâ
Hearing it, Tess answers as she wakes herself up.
âIâve heard the same thing from Mr. Hilda, but it looks like it happened.â
â⌠was there? You mean not now.â
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âThey say if you use it, youâll get pregnant. Thereâs a good chance itâs gonna be a malformation or stillbirth.â
âThey say itâs not the same as trying not to get pregnantâŚ. Well, it just doesnât feel right to make a baby by magic.â
Almeida that turns a little blue. Listen, I pulled a little too.
But there my voice rose from the unexpected.
âI donât know what Iâm going to do with the baby directly⌠but if youâre not serious, I know.â
Easel and canvas after cleaning up, but one brush in my hand.
Mr. Gloria laughs niggly as he turns it around.
âFor a long time, youâve been in the business of being horny in the suburbs. Iâve been told if itâs too much to pass on to the Beast Man. There are no side effects like what I was saying. Although it doesnât have a definite effect either.â
When I ask, Mr. Gloria, who rolls up his clothes, draws strange texts under his own heso with a brush in his hand.
âLike this. Because even if the Beast says the pregnancy rate is high at full moon, luck is involved after all. Make sure the baby is painted in the middle of the day on the young daughterâs womb.â
âThatâs an interesting custom. Could you draw it on me, too?
âWow, me tooâŚ. If you leave for long anyway, make sure now⌠I want to get pregnantâ
Sharon and Almeida raise their names. Tess smiles flirtatiously when she wonders how to get out.
âThen I⌠with a rough pear. Itâs easy to get pregnant, so why donât we go to the fair?â
âI thought youâd be more bumpy.â
âI donât know what to think.â
A kind of superstition based on folk faith, unlike magic. Still, the preposterous intentions of Almeida and Sharon, the pureblooded elves who want to try it, are flattering.
âAnd -⌠Mr. Gloria. Iâm casually drawing my own⌠arenât you?
He whispered to me with a whisper, Tess, but thatâs just what I hear, Mr. Gloria.
âThis⌠be, it doesnât mean seed it on me!?
âIsnât that absurd?â
Tess says so, grabbing Gloriaâs hand and stopping her from daring to erase the literature.
âLetâs all experiment to try it out ⪠Weâre all elves, and I think it would work perfectly if someone got pregnant⌠âŞâ
âMr. Gloria is being spoken to directly, and it wonât be fullâŚ?
Tess takes off Mr. Gloriaâs clothes as she nibbles. Almeida and Sharon, each of whom already had the literature written, also work together to instantly bare Mr. Gloria.
âHey, what the⌠suddenly!
âThank you, thank youâ
âI got a good painting. Besides, this text. ⌠letâs show gratitude by conceding the spear the mostâ
âItâs full of flair to have a pregnancy prayer marked and offended.â
Mr. Gloria looked complaining but sighed small after a while.
â⌠well, this is the kind of hobby I fuck⌠although some of the guys at the time have taught me this, and not the first timeâŚ. okay, if you can get pregnant, try getting pregnant.â
Get ready, sit back on those tables and gently lift your legs.
I learn fresh excitement.
Of course she, Sharon and Almeida paint meaningless literature on her womb⌠no, Iâm amazingly high on the simple act of writing a baby prayer on that and waiting for my dick myself.
Naris didnât like to be taken off the hook, or he finally took off his sheets.
and before that Tetes approaches with his middle waist and whispers to Naris as he gently lifts his brush to show it.
â⌠Naris, if you want to participate, you have to drawâ
â⌠uh⌠yeah, itâs just a matter of mood anyway⌠ehâ
Naris tolerates Tetes stretching his brush without waiting for a reply.
⌠I laid eyes on Gloriaâs vagina with my dick.