Carb Sears (R)

Chapter 481

Carb Sears (R)

A bizarre but bittersweet, cruel but kind story about country boy Usher and his secret friend.

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Chapter 481 – Encounter.

Soon, as she gazed up at him from her arms, Usher suddenly realized that he was wearing her helmet, and raised her hand to take it off.

“It’s a little difficult here.”

Pirika smiled bitterly as she put her hand on top of the one he raised as if she knew what he was thinking. When she heard that, she turned around and saw that there were more people in the cemetery than she thought.

Usher quietly lowered her hand, and she smiled and led her somewhere. Huuuuung, the wind that blew from somewhere winds up her white hair and then puts it down as she walks along the rustling tail.

-Suddenly

Some time for their footsteps to graze the grass. The place where Pirika stopped was behind the oak tree. A space where you can see old and worn-out tombstones lined up rather than white tombstones.

“Whoa, ha.”

Pirika paused there for a moment, seemingly taking a deep breath, then she looked back and returned to his arms, where she slowly began to move her hand along his forearm.

Saaah, I watched Pirika’s face as I waited patiently for her hand to climb up her forearm. His helmet was still contained in his pure white eyes that seemed to have the dawn light.

-Kirik!

Soon, as her hands touched the helmet in her eyes, the dark world lit up brightly and cool air hit her face.

“Ah.”

Pirika’s white eyebrows trembled and her lips opened small. Facing him, she carefully slipped her helm between him and me, and slowly reached her hand toward his face.

Sasasa, while the leaves of the oak tree rustle in the wind and rustle in your ears. His thin, fine hand also swayed along the leaves until it finally touched Usher’s face.

Unexpectedly, Pirika’s hands weren’t too rough, but that’s why her touch to his face was even more vivid. Her fingers on her chin trembled, but the woman’s hand slowly wrapped around his cheek.

“I guess a lot has happened in the meantime.”
“Pirika too.”

Pirika seemed startled as she answered her, speaking in her trembling voice, but seemed to take her hands off his face.

“Don’t take it off.”
“Oh, but my hand…”

He whispered as Usher caught his hand as he receded and bit his lip hesitantly as he blushed.

“Isn’t this hand a trace of your life after all?”

The same outfit as Lidica’s, the group called Maenades that didn’t suit her, even these rough hands. It is proof of how intensely she has lived here, so how could she not be lovable?

“Huh, ugh…!”

When she heard his story, Pirika was about to burst into tears, but then drew in her breath and closed her eyes.

With her fingers, she wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of her eyes and flowed down her cheeks, and when she opened her eyes again, her pure white light was filled with sweet love.

“Really, how many girls have you flirted with like this?”

As if Pirika was suspicious, she patted him on the chest. The problem was that he wasn’t without some pretty stinging feelings for him. Especially when you think of Lidica.

“…Wasn’t intentional.”
“What a pity.”

It was hard for him to face the sight of Pirika puffing out her cheeks and looking up at him in dissatisfaction, so he avoided her gaze and opened her mouth. Usher couldn’t say that she was less curious about her.

“But how does Pirika recognize me? Erika did too, but you…”

Usher first met Belka after all. Seeing that she referred to them separately, using different names, and calling each other, sometimes I wondered if they were different people.

“Then can we believe it if we tell a story that only we know?”
“What if only we know the story?”
“It was the first time I did something dirty with Verdi under a big tree like this…”

It was a zelkova tree back then.

“Erika is…”
“Ha ha! Do we even have to talk about Squall’s first experience?”

When Usher inadvertently talked about another woman, Pirika, as if she couldn’t stand it any longer, dyed her gradually blushing ears all red and touched only his helmet.

“…You look like Lydica.”

That figure reminded me of her blood and kin, whom I already resembled, and I muttered involuntarily.

“You’ve met my brother.”

As Pirika’s face darkened in an instant, she looked at Usher with a bitter smile.

“Lidica, how are you?”

It was a rather strange question. Unlike him, who was uncertain whether they would be able to meet each other no matter how far apart they were, they would have had more time to be together.

It suddenly occurred to me that when Lidika talked about Pirika, she always had a mixed expression on her face. Though I couldn’t read out the many emotions that swayed like ripples in her puddle, one by one.

“She’s doing well. I want to tell her, but she seems lonely.”

The thing that stood out the most to her was the feeling of loneliness.

“Is that so…”

She also puts on a similar expression and lowers her head, fearing that she is not her sister. The car that was about to be so silent.

“Oh, wait a minute. Why are you looking at me and seeing Lydica?”

She looked up at Usher, bewildered, as if she had just realized it. He wondered what to say, but couldn’t think of anything to say. I didn’t just say it because I resembled her, I said it based on her behavior.

“Usher is a playboy, a pervert! A brute! A beast!”

Pirika, her bright red face with tears in her eyes, spat on his chest.

“Wait, how far did you go!? If that boy loses his virginity!”
“I know what Dimacaeri’s status is.”
“Huuuuu, that’s good…”
“…I think I’ve done everything except that.”

She seemed relieved, but then looked up at Usher’s story with her mouth wide open.

“Da, what do you mean?”

After her stuttering as if she didn’t understand, I’d rather talk it all out.

“I thought if I put it in the back, I wouldn’t lose my hymen.”
“Back? Back…!!”

As if Pirika finally realized the meaning of the story, she fumbled around her waist with her blank expression, then nodded silently as she covered her hip with her hand, and she froze.

“Uh, uh, how can you be so bold…!”

As I was watching her awkwardly at her smiling face for a while, she puffed out her cheeks and showed unexpected behavior.

“Chew!”
“Town?!”

She grabbed Usher’s shoulders with both of her hands, and she pulled him right into it, kissing him and hers.

“Cheup! Laugh, uhmoo ♡”

Even the soft and smooth meat that burrows into the inside of the lips. She had no reason to refuse, and she had no desire to refuse, so she entangled her tongue and held her back for a while.

“Puhaa♡ huuu♡ haa♡ Uh, how is it?”

Pirika asked with a worried expression as she let out a suffocating breath. Seeing the color of jealousy in the pure white light, Usher kissed her lips again.

“Hamu!? Hmm ♡ shure ♡”

She did not refuse, but rather clung to him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Ha ha ♡ heuuu ♡”

Tsuruu, Pirika’s breathing became more rough, and when she pulled her lips apart, the silver thread connecting her tongue and the tip of his tongue stretched out sadly and then broke and seeped into her mouth.

Facing her like that, Pirika calmed her feverish breath and glared resentfully at her Usher.

“You’re cowardly.”

Although she held onto the helmet from sometime ago, her hand holding him did not come off. How long have we been looking at each other? When you want to

-Shoot it!
“It’s raining again.”
“It’s rainy season, so I can’t help it.”

A sudden intensifying rainstorm forced them further into the stump of the oak tree. Watching the pouring rain with Pirika still in his arms, memories suddenly come to mind.

‘Even when I first met Belka…’

Looking down, Pirika looked at Usher and smiled as if she had been waiting. She slipped her hand under him.

“How is it? My first experience…”
“Pirika-sama! Pirika-sama! Where are you?!”

The moment she tried to reach her hand. I was stopped by the shrill, shrill male voice coming from behind the oak tree. Just in case, look at Pirika’s face.

“I’m sorry. Usher. I guess that’s it for today.”

She speaks, unable to hide her chewing lips and her trembling hands.

“Who is that man?”
“…My aide.”

Usher knew right away that there was more to her. Otherwise, there was no reason to put on such a sad face.

“I’m done… Huh?”

Usher said her good-bye at will and squeezed Pirika’s hand as she tried to get out of her product.

“Don’t think you can run away this time like the last time.”
“Oh no?! Now, wait a minute! What am I supposed to do… Kyaaaaa?!”
“Pirika-sama?!”

As he lifts Pirika up, her man’s voice draws closer, as if she heard her screams.

“What are you doing?! Put Pirika-sama down!”

Usher was still running, so when I glanced back at the man’s voice coming from behind, I saw a knight wearing glasses, wearing no armor and no helmet, chasing after him with a face distorted in anger.

“Because you are mine.”
“Pu-huh, Usher is still a troublemaker.”

Actually, Pirika was in Usher’s arms, hugging his helmet tightly and smiling brightly.

Carb Sears (R)

A bizarre but bittersweet, cruel but kind story about country boy Usher and his secret friend.

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