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Rinko-senpai, who puts all of her strength into the fist she continues to thrust out, opens her fingers.
「Plasma discharge!」
Aterui-kun’s arm emits light as it lets out crackling arc discharge, which travels through the spider net and electrocutes the scarecrow doll.
This ought to be the electrical-generating organ of the『Plasma Thunderbird』.
「Oh!」
The charred scarecrow doll is on fire and emitting smoke.
The special move-like combo attack is stylish.
It’s just that Aterui-kun’s SP is dwindling rapidly, so it looks like it can’t shoot in a rapid succession.
「How is that? Are you surprised?」
The smug, mufufuing Mikan-senpai is annoyingly lovely.
But I think it’s certainly worthy to brag about.
I guess it means that they have taken in the special abilities of monsters.
It seems that they installed them in the『Armed Golem』 with the use of the basic『Craftsman』 skills of『Process』 and『Adaptation (Assist)』.
It’s super cool, perhaps we can make a Titan army corps or something.
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At any rate, when I took the monsters I had hunted out of the Item Box, I was scolded by Kurumi-senpai since they were getting in the way.
In addition to『Ushi-oni』, I also collected『Yama-oroshi』, 『Nozuchi』, and『Basabasa』.
Each of them is a monster with a somewhat unusual hair color that I’ve never seen before.
How should I put it, based on the naming, these monsters are very Japanese.
『Yama-oroshi』 is a hedgehog or perhaps a porcupine, at any rate a monster with spines all over its body.
『Nozuchi』 is something that looks like a fat snake with nothing but a mouth, assimilated with moss and ivy.
『Basabasa』 is a bird that dashed through the forest while moving its fluttering wings.
It came after me while spewing out fire when I retorted『Go fly』, so I think it’s not a chicken.
These guys are all large size.
Or rather, it feels like there is nothing but large-sized monsters.
They’re about two times bigger than Mikan-senpai’s Goliath-kun, the one with the biggest size among the Senpais’『Armed Golem』.
There seem to also be some mini-sized mystery creatures living in the area, but they are generally『Null』.
When I arranged them on the side of Akehi-senpai’s field, they ended up pilling up higher than the roof of the log house.
Sure enough, I think they’re in the way.
There are both advantages and disadvantages in the monster corpses not disappearing.
It seems that Kurumi-senpai the『Chef』 is the most skilled one at dismantling these kind of monsters.
From skinning to cutting them into parts, it’s all done in the blink of an eye.
It’s just that, Kurumi-senpai also serves as the main person in preparing our meals, so it’s a load of work.
「Sheesh, even though, I’m really, busy… Persistently going after me all the time, you idiot. Sex beast.」
This is not a mischief, but a comfort.
The same goes for Umeka-senpai who ended up going down yesterday, but perhaps everyone has a strong sense of responsibility, as they tend to end up working hard to their limit.
Forcefully stopping her work, Let’s Go to take a break.
In princess carry, I invite her to the temporary warehouse that smells of fresh wood.
At the moment, supply is greater than consumption, so there are a pile of materials and ingredients that are still in unprocessed state.
「Noo, while you’re carrying me, so suddenly…!」
It seems that Kurumi-senpai is an『invitation receiver』 type of person whose words and actions don’t match, so we basically starts off in a forced style.
In the beginning, when I gave up every time she rejected me, I was scolded by Touka-senpai and Anzu-senpai, who are good friends with Kurumi-senpai.
I was told that she was so pitiful, depressed with self-loathing, so I had to read the air and attack her properly.
The temporary warehouse is a space under the blue sky surrounded by staked logs, so pulling down my pants while remain standing, I hold Kurumi-senpai in my arms face to face, holding her legs at my sides and shaking her.
In the posture of hanging down on me with her hands wrapped around my neck, Kurumi-senpai is steadily acting like she doesn’t want it.
It is true that this playing rape-like forced feeling tickles the male heart.
It’s also inevitable that I ended up doing a back attack at Kurumi-senpai who was cooking while fluttering her ass early in the morning.
So, for this union that is the second time for the day, the muscle path in her pussy flesh induces smoother pistons.
「Hentai, hentai, hentaii….」
I believe Kurumi-senpai is the perverted one for being dressed in the seductive style of wearing a school uniform while going commando in spite of her living together with an adolescent boy.
At this rate, I can’t help but seed Kurumi-senpai’s bare pussy every morning.
Kurumi-senpai – who is clinging to me, cursing me, and turning red until her earlobes – is so cute.
If she still goes commando tomorrow even after all this, I’ll go for morning union without reservation.
Senpai biting her lip and throwing her head back at the tip of my penis that is gallantly arching inside her is adorable.
Grabbing her small but tight buttocks with both hands, I stickily stroke her from the depth to the entrance.
Calculating the timing while enjoying it leisurely, I reach a one-two finish.
I hold Kurumi-senpai, who is crossing her legs behind my hips and closely clinging to me, tightly in the air.
I flirt and soothe Kurumi-senpai, who remains clinging to me while going uu~.
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「Ah… Hauu….」
On the log chair that had simply been set sideways, Chieri, twisting her thighs together, was out of strength.
Inside her skirt, which now was in the state of going commando just like everyone else, her crotch was wet and seething even though she hadn’t touched it.
The same went for the pungent sexual odor which wafted through the air as an aroma that she had no way of hiding, if everyone was the same, the feeling of embarrassment would also be numbed.
The next person sitting next to her, Kakine, was also plopping down on the desk, twitching and jerking from the vicarious experience of Kurumi’s orgasm, which she had reached somewhere they couldn’t see.
The robust meat rod penetrating deep into the crotch, even if it didn’t actually exist, she was made to feel the firm sensation alone in her lower abdomen.
What lay on the table were richly colored raw flesh, the materials of monsters.
The『Alchemist』, Chieri, refined the materials and the『Engineer』, Kakine, adjusted and optimized them for the『Armed Golem』.
The abilities of the two played a huge role in the installation of monster parts.
Even if it was a material of a high-level monster that was casually supplied to them, if it was in the hands of those two materials experts, processing it was not impossible.
However, at present, the work was in a little bit of stagnation.
「Ah…!」
Kakine’s crotch opened at the sensation of her insides being pulled out.
Remaining bowlegged and jerking, she could tell that her secret place continued to twitch at the lingering sensation of having the illusory penis pulled out.
She felt good from the sensation that was being granted to her, and as the orgasm that was being granted to her on top of it overlapped, she was subjected to a double pleasure.
The shared sensation that was being transmitted to her was not 100%, but the pleasure was still enough to actually make her reach orgasm.
Chieri and Kakine somehow or other looked at each other and showed each other an awkward smile with a hint of embarrassment.
The girls had ended up being made to get used to orgies and swinging, but it was a different story to seek and show toward each other on their own accord.
It was a shared sensation that could be consciously adjusted to some extent, but they were both deeply immersed in it.
It was not just the two of them, though.
「… Hyaa.」
They came to hear the scream of Meiron, who had been doing preliminary preparation for dinner in the next room.
Chieri and Kakine also plopped down on the desk, and their asses shook on the chair at the same time.
At the sensation of the illusory penis that this time was inserted from the rear, they twisted their buttocks and spread their legs, adjusting to the receiving position that granted them most pleasure.
The slippery sensation of it slipping all the way to the deepest part was fresh, and they could tell it was the sensation of it being inserted into someone other than Kurumi.
The genitals that adapted in the blink of an eye were made to transmit the tingling sensation of having the inside stirred around.
Even though the body that was receiving it was not the same, for them it was the continuation of the sex.
No matter who was attacked, their preparations to be laid right then and there had been in order.
For the girls, this base was a comrade-only paraiso where no one could disturb them.