Chapter 68 – Aruru -the Hero of the Glass Sword-

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The low-intensity magic lamp that shines dimly makes the atmosphere in the room unusual.

Purple, pink, red.

What does not calm the mind when illuminated by the light that stimulates the eyes?

It is a human instinct and also a bar aimed at in this hostel.

Even if you create a cozy and comfortable light, ‘happening’ does not happen.

In this adults-only lodging, called the ‘Love Nest’ by the regulars of the Sexology Department.

How many couples were born?

Tools to assist in the act of love, from contraceptives, are scattered throughout the room.

The storekeeper’s high level of understanding was felt in that they were placed in an appropriate location where they could be reached if you stretched out your hand.

When you arrive at the place where the plates are laid so far.

Even if it’s Aruru Tromeia, who normally suppresses her wild side.

She was naturally attracted to the strong man in front of her and revealed herself.

She is also a 19-year-old flower girl.

I thought that the pounding in my heart was not an illusion.

I let out a lovely breathing sound, close to Cleon, and hug him.

Her dress, which was hanging over her shoulder and supporting her shape, flowed down.

It was to reveal the white flesh hidden under the red cloth.

Those arms, legs, and torso.

Although it was hidden by the usual dignified uniform.

For now, it was an unexplored territory that Cleon could touch freely.

“Yeah… Chu…”

Bird kiss with affection.

Contrary to the positive attitude, the first start is light.

A kiss that was like a greeting without mixing tongues or exchanging saliva.

A sweet, soft sensation was felt on the lips.

Tens of seconds while sitting on Cleon’s lap and hugging each other.

As the kiss grew longer, Cleon’s hand wrapped around Aruru’s waist slowly went down.

When his hand stops on Aruru’s hip, he squeezes it with a little force.

As soon as I felt a tingling sensation-

“Town…!”

And Aruru looks at Cleon with her eyes wide open as if slightly surprised.

“Rice, pervert…”

“It’s the one who said let’s start, but that’s it.”

Cleon replies to Aruru who blushes and reprimands himself.

Above all, Aruru doesn’t seem to hate his expression either.

A provocative smile hung over his mouth.

“Hip is a complex. It doesn’t need it, but it keeps getting bigger.”

She speaks like she’s a little embarrassed.

Certainly, the texture I felt when I held it in my hand was about the same as that voluptuous Quon.

“Does the head of the world’s swordsmanship department have a complex?”

As Cleon teased him, Aruru puffed up his cheeks and began to take off Cleon’s outerwear.

When the well-trained muscular upper body was revealed, Aruru would raise his hand as if it were a little strange.

“Scars here and there… It’s so hard.”

“A person who is much more muscular than me would be full of swordsmanship.”

When Cleon spoke as if he was a little embarrassed, Aruru replied without changing her expression.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen a man undressed.”

“…Come to think of it, she was a noble lady. Aruru.”

Although her usual flirtatious demeanor has left her a bit numb.

She is the eldest daughter of the Tromeia family, the most prestigious family in the kingdom.

Anything like contact with men must have been strictly controlled by those around her.

As Cleon quietly looks at Aruru, she too meets Cleon’s eyes.

Then, she uttered an ‘ah’ and she herself took off her dress completely.

“It’s not polite to make only Cleon undress.”

“It’s okay. Do whatever you feel comfortable with.”

She seems to have misunderstood, but Cleon tells Aruru with a bitter smile at her.

Aruru didn’t care, leaving only the underwear that covered her breasts and areas.

She throws off her dress and tights.

Apparently, similar to Lubera, he trained the necessary muscles over a long period of time.

I thought she would have a sleek, muscular, statue-like body.

Her naked body was a little different from what was expected.

Neither her arms nor her legs were angled.

It was white and soft, but it was a body that seemed to lock her fingers without resistance when she touched her.

But it’s not that she’s never overflowing with fat.

It was the body of an ordinary girl of that age.

“…Where does this body have that kind of power?”

“You mean the muscles don’t show up very well. I’m training quite a bit too.”

Aruru speaks while pinching her own arms and belly.

The person himself seemed dissatisfied with not being able to see the results of his training.

“It might be something called a natural body.”

A body that has been perfected since birth.

Due to genetics or something, there are humans who have a body with all potentials open from birth.

Of course, in terms of technology, you have to learn it by doing it separately.

Muscles, bones, and nerves.

A genius who has no resistance to mastering anything.

Cleon had heard from Talcheck that ‘Lesia’ was like that.

Perhaps, if Aruru continues her training like this.

Wouldn’t it be as strong as the warrior who destroyed the empire and defeated the dragon?

“…Cleon-san?`

Did Aruru catch me thinking of another woman?

She looked into Cleon’s eyes with a slightly worried expression.

“Ah… I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay… Because you were making a lonely face.”

An awkward silence falls between the two.

It was not the silence that would flow between adult men and women who had taken off their clothes.

Although it was Cleon himself who completely destroyed the atmosphere.

Aruru hesitated for a moment before holding Cleon in her arms.

“It’s okay, Mr. Cleon. I don’t mind if Mr. Cleon doesn’t look at me.”

“…It’s not okay. That’s because I’m sorry to you too.”

Aruru talks to Cleon.

“I knew it when I crossed swords with Cleon-san. The `strength’ that Cleon-san aims for is not defeating the opponent in front of him. It is an `ideal` that is far away, far away.”

“…”

As a warrior, it can be humiliating to have the opponent in front of you not see you.

However, Aruru continued talking as if she had seen something more valuable than that.

“Cleon-san’s eyes looking there. It was dazzlingly sparkling. As if looking at a bright star floating in the night sky.”

Aruru’s voice was mixed with envy.

Where that envy is heading is the ‘ideal’ that Cleon sees.

Or is it Cleon looking at the ‘ideal’?

“I like those eyes. I’ve only just met Cleon-san. The moment I saw those eyes, my heart was pounding uncontrollably.”

After removing Cleon from his arms, he looked into his eyes.

Now, what is reflected in Cleon’s eyes is-

She resembles the ‘ideal’ she sees, but still retains the sparkle of a girl.

A beautiful girl, ‘The Hero of the Glass Sword’.

And. Aruru Tromeia resembles Cleon.

A girl who dreams of an ‘ideal’ that is far from the ‘reality’ in front of her, a ‘hero who breaks the balance of sacrifice’.

As far as Aruru knew, there was only one person in history with such strength.

Father’s colleague. Kingdom warrior.

The dragon slayer ‘Lesia’.

The source of affection, excitement, and affection that Aruru feels for Cleon.

It was because he realized that Cleon was the only one of his kind who could understand his heart.

So, I want to show all of myself to Cleon.

And her heart, which she thought would never be understood by anyone.

I thought I wanted to be understood as much as he was.

And I want to understand the like-minded Cleon.

“You don’t have to look at each other. It’s not the only way to communicate through your heart.”

That. When talking to each other.

That. When encountering swords.

That. When they touch each other.

Reaching out their hands toward the ideal behind each other’s backs.

If you stand facing each other, you can definitely feel each other’s heart.

It can be a ‘signpost’ in the direction you need to move on the road that leads to a straight line.

“Miss Cleon.”

“…It’s fine with Cleon.”

“Cleon.”

At Cleon’s words, Aruru quietly accepted the favor.

Once again she hugs him.

He could hear the beating of his heart.

However, I did not feel any shame.

Because we are here to understand each other more deeply.

“Dance like clashing swords. Let’s overlap each other’s bodies as if dancing.”

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“Yeah… Uh… Uh…”

Aruru accepts Cleon’s caress while lying on the bed.

His head is loose, and now not even a span of cloth remains from covering his body.

They showed each other exactly how they looked when they were born.

When you reach the most deeply hidden part.

After all, Cleon understands that her body is a blessed body.

It is not limited to a body that adapts to fight as a warrior.

The most fundamental reason as a creature.

That is, in the sense of the prosperity of the species.

It meant that the body was optimized for giving birth and raising children.

A large hips for giving birth to a healthy child.

And a voluptuous chest to raise such a child healthy.

A body to accept everything from a loved one.

Despite being a virgin, she accepts stimuli with great sensitivity.

Soon, it wets the lower leg.

And he quickly adapts to the pleasure and creates sexuality that can excite Cleon.

“Yeah…♡ Fufu, I’m surprised even myself. To be able to get hotter so easily.”

Aruru looked at Cleon’s hand while inhaling with a flushed face.

Recalling that what was smeared on that hand was his own love juice.

It was a feeling of shame and strange excitement.

“Aren’t you doing it alone?”

To Cleon’s question, Aruru answered honestly while blushing a little.

“Very occasionally… Only when I can’t stand it. But even then it didn’t feel this good.”

“…What do you usually do?”

“I’m sorry…”

Is it curiosity or is it part of such a play?

When Cleon asked a question, Aruru slightly closed her eyes and put her finger down.

He brought his hand to the place where Cleon had been provoking him until just now.

With the other hand, knead your own breasts, starting with the nipples, and massaging them throughout.

“Whoop… Whoop, whoop… Uh… Whoop…”

Cleon caressed his body more intensely than he thought.

“Do you usually do it while thinking of someone? Or imagining how you are being harmed?”

Aruru quietly shook her head at the nasty Cleon’s question.

As he asked, the hand that comforts him does not stop.

“So…Now?”

Cleon whispered in his ear, and Aruru’s moaning mouth opened-

“Cl, Leon… Cleon. I’m imagining being violated by you… With that huge, swollen fist, piercing my body ruthlessly. Me, who you said was a blessed body. Inside. Imagine destroying it from scratch and tainting it with yours…!”

She spits lustful delusions and bounces on her back while lying on the bed.

“Ah, kuh… Go, go… Hig ugh…!”

Aruru screaming like a girl and spewing tides.

Did her delusion become concrete as she put it in her mouth?

Her legs flinched, saliva dripping from her mouth, and her whole body relaxed.

“…I thought you were just a tomboy. You’re a dog pervert.”

Looking down at her like that, Cleon, inflamed by her sadism, denounces her Aruru.

Then she overlays her own body on top of her weakened body.

“It might be more suitable for me to come to the sex department and trim my dick than touch the sword in the swordsmanship department.”

“That, that… I, I’m a hero…”

Haha. And with a heavy breath

Her pupils looking at Cleon’s things

It was shaking as if an earthquake had occurred.

From now on, that thing penetrates itself.

Inside the body without a single scratch.

It leaves scars and scars that will never be erased.

The body automatically recoils in preparation for the pain.

But if Cleon doesn’t let her arms grab her legs and block her entrance.

“Aww…!?”

Cleon’s butt slowly breaks into her crack.

If you feel something hot, like a hot iron bar, breaking into the inside of your stomach.

She unknowingly weeps at the horror she feels for the first time and twists her leg, which is not caught.

“Ah, kuk, ah, pat…”

No matter how blessed the body is.

As if he was powerless over the pain of losing his virginity.

He let out screams and screams of pain along with the blood that flowed out.

“Hagueugh…!”

But that’s it.

A vagina that is already slippery enough to accept a man

Without being able to stop the invading waters, it just serves through the folds.

When a warm feeling surrounds Cleon’s things.

I felt her insides repeat her contractions and relaxations to her own objects.

It was truly a ‘special’.

For a moment, if you stop her back with her stuff tucked in so she can calm down.

“Haha…”

Aruru buried her face in Cleon’s body and wiped away her tears.

I heard him take a deep breath.

After a while-.

“Cleon… How many people are there with this?”

“…”

“It’s okay. I’m a girl from a prestigious family, and I’m a hero, so I have the ability. As long as I’m responsible, just being by your side is fine.”

When Cleon looked down at her, embarrassed by Aruru who suddenly said something heavy.

She drew a V with her finger, as if having her virgin taken away from him was a badge of honor.

“If you can afford that much, you can move…”

“…Yeah. Move me.”

Aruru nodded at Cleon’s words.

If you move your waist slowly in the normal position.

The lewd sound from the junction and

Along with the sweat flowing from her body, she also felt a sweet scent.

“Yeah…♡ It’s much… Much better than before. It’s okay… It’s shockingly wet… I guess I’ve gotten used to Cleon’s in no time… It hurts a bit… But it feels good…”

Cleon’s waist moved gently in consideration of her first time.

“Yeah, me too… The inside of Aruru feels good.”

“I’m glad… Whoops, it’s flinching from the inside… And if you put it a little deeper… Beans… Beans… You can feel them colliding, don’t you?”

Aruru’s voice, which has somewhat regained its own pace, rings in Cleon’s ears.

And just like that, it bumped into her.

“I love Cleon so much, I mistakenly thought he was making a baby, and the womb came down…

Just as Aruru said, the waist, which had slightly retreated, entered deeper than before.

The object was easily inserted with a gurgling sound.

As it is, it pushes her inside and stimulates the cervix.

“Haaagh! This, this… It’s dangerous, ah, stabbing the inside… It might become a habit…♡”

Aruru lifts her waist with her mouth open.

At the same time, spread your legs and wrap them around his back.

More, more.

Clinging and clinging.

Burning hot enough to become one, wanting to melt.

It was a woman’s plea.

Cleon’s body is like that too.

It felt like a drug that made me feel good wherever I coveted it.

Naturally, you can’t control yourself and the speed of bouncing your back increases.

“Heh, yes, heh, big, Leon… It’s intense… All of a sudden. Then, I…!”

“Go, Aruru. You’re a hero, but get in the habit of losing to a magic swordsman and leaving with vaginal stimulation… !”

Aruru shakes her head left and right at the voice of Cleon, who insists on defeat.

Regardless of her will, her body already recognized Cleon as its owner.

She was sending her waves of pleasure over and over again that she could never resist.

“Don’t fight…! Lose, throw away… Being a hero, get dominated by a magic swordsman…!”

The inside of her who said so seemed that she had no intention of resisting Cleon at all.

She sweeps up Cleon’s stuff as if every wrinkle in her vagina her is alive.

“Go, Clue, Leon… Go with me… Not alone… Together…!”

“Kuh…!”

At the same time as the voice that does not become a sentence echoes.

Beaureureuk… Beaureureus… Beaureureus…

A voice resounded inside her.

Moisture from Cleon’s semen containing the factors of dominance flowed into her.

When the long ejaculation was over, Cleon’s things came out.

Puruk… Jurruk…

At the same time, some of the semen accumulated on her body leaks out through the cracks.

“Haha…”

Aruru exhaled heavily.

Sweat dripped from all over her body her, her arms and legs sagging.

And every time she flinches occasionally, she lets out some of the semen that is still there.

Still, the beauty did not disappear from her body.

Because she was blessed to stay that way.

Naturally, Cleon’s things grow bigger again.

Cleon made eye contact with her once more.

It was to put himself once more into the body of her lascivious smile.