Chapter 213 – Chapter 206 – Family Planning Is Made With the Future in Mind (7)

“Huh, ugh… !”

The bouncing chest stuck to Hernán’s body and was firmly fixed.
The nipples hidden in her areolas also protruded and Marina let out a sigh between her lips each time they were rubbed.

And Hernan the deepest.
As her babies poked near where they were staying, they clung to Hernán, snapping her back.

Haha! Whoa, whoa…”

Because her mouth was constantly overlapping with Hernán’s, her moans were very suppressed.
At that suppressed moan, Hernan also sensed a tingling sensation from her chest to her stomach, and she hurriedly pulled her back.

White liquid splattered on Marina’s chest, which trembled and swayed.
It was already covered with breast milk, but this time it was a more viscous liquid than milk, so it was clearly distinguishable.

In fact, her breasts were the last, and Marina’s body was already covered with semen.

The semen stuck between her sturdy thighs and stretched out on either side.
Her tummy follows a gentle curve to fit her navel.
Marina’s blonde hair, which was already loose and turned into long straight hair, dangled at the ends.

And now it flows down with the milk on her big breasts.

Hernán squeezed her semen over Marina’s breasts, feeling the afterglow of her tiredness and excitement in repeated climaxes.

“Ha… Ha… It will be difficult to give regularity to the demon king for the time being.”

“Let’s not talk about the demon king for now.”

Hernán supported Marina as she staggered as her legs gave way.
The two of them sat down together in front of a shelf full of spilled water.

With their sticky, hot skin against each other, gasping for breath, it was impossible to tell whether this was the kitchen or the bedroom.

It’s hard to do this after the kids have grown, so isn’t the bedroom like this?

It was at the time when Hernán was thinking about making a mess of this evening while looking at the messy kitchen.

“Hernan.”

“Huh. Do it in half.”

Marina stopped her words the moment she stopped and her face blushed.

“… Huh. You said earlier that having more children doesn’t lead to more love, right?”

“That’s right.”

“So you’re saying that she loves everyone equally regardless of the child?”

Hernán shook off her weird sense of clarity and exhaustion that came after sex, and she laughed.

“Definitely not the same.”

Marina wiped her semen from her face with a bizarre expression of disappointment or bewilderment.

“You said you were in the capital’s politics, right? Is that how the aristocrats talk? What makes you expect this way and then disappoints you?”

Hernán shook her head and licked Marina’s milk from her mouth.

It definitely has a richer taste than other women.

“Marina, do you want me to lay her down like an animal and pat her on the belly or pat her on the head and lick each other?”

“… I?”

“Or do you deliberately pretend not to be interested and want a man to pounce on you? At first, I tried to win somehow, but later, I completely blinded myself and completely clung to the man.”

Marina frowned and looked at Hernán.

“Are you talking about Forty and Sylnia?”

“What about making sculptures together, talking about old times while choosing the color of clothes for a child, leaning against each other quietly and lightly kissing each other in the mood?”

“That must be Carine.”

“Okay. And the demon king…”

“You can just say that. I don’t want to know the taste of the demon king from the dream.”

Seeing Hernan smiling at her, Marina tried to braid her hair.
Of course, seeing the semen hanging there, he hurriedly wiped it off.

“Ugh… So why are you suddenly bringing up another woman?”

“Even if I try to express my love equally, each woman takes the same action differently. So in reality, the same love is difficult.”

Marina replied calmly in a dissatisfied tone.

“I admit that no two forms of love are the same. But the time and passion to spend love must be different.”

Marina pulled herself away from Hernán and went to her pot on the floor.
Soaking her dishcloth in it and wiping her body, she opened her mouth to Hernán.

“In the end, shouldn’t there be superiority and inferiority?”

“Maybe.”

Hernán frankly admitted.

“Unless I am a god, there is nothing I can do about it.”

A god with infinite time and stamina would be able to send infinite love to five women.
Women will wait a little more leisurely.

But she herself is mortal and so are the other women.
Love is a limited resource in a limited life.

Especially in this situation arranged by the Demon God.

“The only thing this side can say is that we will try harder. If this doesn’t work, there’s nothing you can do about it.”

For the woman he had fallen in love with, Hernán felt the headache leave.

Marina silently listened to Hernán and wiped her own body.
When she was almost done, she pulled out her new dishcloth.

“When I am outside, I am not one who is satisfied with a mere saintly position. Maybe the desire for the highest position is a fundamental part of me.”

Hernán took the dish towel that Marina threw.
He saw her slipping up and Marina putting on her own clothes, covering her soiled parts with her apron.

“So I’m going to keep competing like the other girls. I want to spend more time with you so that you remember me more. So that my daughters who will remember me can get more out there.”

No one knows if it will be safe out there.
But you can’t live with the assumption that everyone will die anyway.

Hernán wiped her body, grateful that she was not a woman who despaired, especially the fact that her brilliant Marina referred to her life outside her calmly.

By the time he was halfway through her body, Marina stood at her kitchen door, fully prepared to leave.

“But L.”

Hernan, who was called El, stopped her hand.

“I think I will love you even if I don’t reach the highest position.”

I couldn’t see what kind of expression she was making because she only looked behind her.
But she could see that the back of her neck was burning red.

“Well, then I’ll say honorifics again when I go out, so you know! I’m going to plan a little more and make it carefully. We’re not out yet!”

It’s gibberish not like Marina.

“I-I’ll go ahead with that… Ugh!”

Almost smashing her kitchen door open, Marina sprinted out.
As I went out, I heard the sound of my knees hitting the door and moaning.

Hernán looked at the place where Marina had left her, and she felt that her own face was also blushing.
Splashing water on his heated face, he took a few deep breaths, then wiped himself off and packed his clothes.

And he realized an important fact.

“Yet… Didn’t you make dinner?”

Hernán hurriedly filled the water again.

* * *

When Potty with a tired face left first, only the warrior and the demon king remained in the rabbit’s lab.

The warrior raised his head while smelling the remaining scent of the fragrant rose tea he was drinking for the first time.
In my field of vision, the demon king circled around the smashed desk and put the broken pieces back to their original positions.

“Sorry. It’s a space I really liked.”

Sharpie murmured, standing between a bed of withered roses and a broken desk.

Feeling that her words were reproaching herself, Carine deliberately opened her mouth.

“What is your purpose?”

I regret it after saying it.
I just said what came to my mind, so I don’t even know what he meant.

However, Sharpie smiled when he understood her meaning, which even Carine himself had not noticed.

“Why is this body helping the hero? I wonder why you keep doing the favor?”

“… Okay. Are you sick and giving medicine?”

“Well? Is it because it is advantageous if the hero and the devil join hands? Couldn’t our King be very distracted and fall into it?”

It felt like a moderately rough answer.

Sharpie had told her at the meeting that it was time for Carine to go up again, that is, her time to win Hernán’s affection again.
But right now, we are talking roughly about winning Hernán’s affection.

After all, is there any other reason for this favor?

Karine, who had regretted bringing her up at first, was now intrigued and asked more questions.

“Why me? Wouldn’t Silnia be better?”

“Why?”

“It’s currently the highest position and it’s simple, so it’s easy to seduce. Didn’t you try to be friendly with Silnia at first too?”

The demon king introduced her son Silnia, who had a sore leg, about demons and tried to get Silnia closer to her demon god or her demon king side.

Although Hernan and Marina were displeased, it was difficult to prevent the elf from seeking her god, who was praying for her child.

However, as time passed, the demon king lost much interest in the elf, and the elf, who had no management, naturally moved away from the demon god or the demon king.
Instead, it is difficult to say that Fortina Karine, whom the demon king cared about, receives more affection from Hernan than Silnia, as she is currently at the bottom of the rankings.

Honestly, it would be nice to call it an investment failure.

“Huh… It would be nice if Sylnia became friends too. Even if there is a history of crushing this body’s nose.”

Sharpie laughed mischievously.
Karine also remembered Silnia hitting Sharpie in the early days here and snorted at her.

“So why me? I still don’t like you Do I know how to repay the favor later?”

“Karine… If you go out and talk like that, it will only increase your enemies.”

Karine shrugged her shoulders, thinking that she heard these stories from Hernán in the capital too.

“So what is the reason?”

Mongma stood in front of the rose bed with light steps.
She plucked the petals of a blackened rose one by one and placed them in a teacup.

“One two… Twenty three, twenty four, twenty five.”

The demon king, who had been counting and picking, stopped his hand when he reached twenty-five.

“The reason is because you are a warrior.”

“What?”

Karine felt an absurd feeling.
But Sharpie took her very seriously.

“Who else but you will do the important work at the critical moment?”

“Tell me so I can understand.”

The sharpie, who had been looking towards the rose bed, turned her towards Karine.
Blood was oozing from her fingers, which were filled with rose petals in a teacup.

The sharpie looked at her finger, which was pricked by her thorn, and she drew a petal from the teacup.
The rose, which had been a dull black color, soon turned to a vivid red color.

The demon king, who waited until it was dyed redder than when he was alive, approached the warrior.

“Cooperate with me. Then, one by one, I will tell you everything.”

“Entire?”

“Huh. Everything you’ve been wondering about.”

Before Carine could ask in detail, the teacup the Sharpie was holding was overturned in the air.
Black rose petals fell from the teacup.

“What?”

Karine tried to shake off the falling roses.
But as she watched the wilted petals slowly return to color and life, she looked at the Sharpie in amazement.

Using her magic to bring her rose to life, Shafikara smiled as Karine met her eyes, biting the bloodstained petal into her mouth.

Soon after, she swallowed it and said to the warrior covered in twenty-four petals.

“Then shall we begin with our plan? One last family plan…”