Carb Sears (R)

Chapter 56

Carb Sears (R)

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

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Chapter 56 – Scars.

Donar, who had even made sure that her Sif was asleep, left her carriage with her light steps. She was exhausted from work late at night, but her mind and body seemed light as she had scratched out old emotions. He soon tried to find his bed, but found a brazier that was still burning and spewing flames.

“That’s right, I need to clean that up.”

He wanted to leave the stove alone and go to sleep, but he had to clean it anyway. Otherwise, the oil that fuels the fire in the furnace will use up meaninglessly. When Donnar approaches to clear the brazier.

“I’m surprised! What are you doing still not sleeping?”

He had to calm his startled heart when he found the girl hidden in the flames of the furnace.

“I was looking at the moon.”

Whether Donnar does it or not, the girl who has fallen like a halo of light only talks quietly. Just as she said, the girl was looking at the moonlight and the starry night sky with the golden light that was intact. The girl’s red hair reflected in the hearth seemed natural even with the fire. Looking at it like this, it’s not necessarily like that. Just as a flower, no matter how red it is, burns up if it is directly touched by a flame, so was the girl. The figure of the girl with the brazier between him was like a red flower thrown into a roaring brazier.

“Aren’t you cold?”

Concerned with the girl who seemed to be burning herself, he asked anxiously when he saw that the girl was wearing only a dark red dress as always. Then the girl smiled.

“Are you worried?”
“That’s right.
“It’s okay. This much is fine.”

Having said that, Donnar had nothing to say. Still worried, he brewed the ginger tea he had given out to Sif and handed it to the girl. The girl who took her cup from him tilted her head.

“This?”
“Ginger tea. It will warm you up.”

What are you thinking? After looking into her cup for a while, Belka shook her head and handed her cup back to him. The moment he questioned the obvious refusal.

“Is it you? The one who advised me to present the child.”

Donnar, unable to comprehend her girl’s words for a moment, breaks into a cold sweat when her Rogi tells her to catch and present her rabbit, then recalls how one of her rabbits was eaten alive by her Hill Dis Beanie. Spilled

“That’s it. Don’t think too bad of Rogi. He just wanted to apologize to you.”
“I know he didn’t give it to you with ill intentions.”
“Whew, is that so?”

It seemed that Donard was less than a speck of knowing, but he was glad that there might still be hope for Logi. However, from the words that followed, he couldn’t quite figure out how to deal with this girl.

“But even if it’s just a favor, refrain from catching and presenting a living child. It can become a sacrifice regardless of the person’s will.”

I don’t know what you’re thinking. It felt like my way of thinking was out of place somewhere. While Donard thinks what she meant by that. Belka was right in front of him, as if she was about to be embraced by him.

“Wh-what?!”

As he stiffened at the girl’s sweet scent brushing her nose, the girl touched his armor a few times before stepping back from her. Wondering what she had done to her own armor, he touched the places she had touched a few times, and soon realized that something strange had grown beyond her own gauntlet. There was something near his left chest, exactly where the symbol of his hometown used to be. Take off the helmet for a moment and check the area around his chest. What happened there?

“The Cross?”

It was decorated in the shape of a cross. Where the hell did you get these things and how did you attach them to the armor?

“It’s all I can do for you.”
“Wait, what is this?”
“The rest can only be obtained by going on your own.”

You’ve been doing great so far So believe in yourself and move forward. At the end of the girl’s words, the flame in the furnace went out on its own. Surprised, Donar looked at the oil in the furnace, but there was plenty of oil left. He thought it was strange that the wind didn’t blow too hard, but he soon realized that she had suddenly disappeared along with the extinguished flame. If he pinched his cheek to see if he was dreaming, it hurt, and the cross near his chest remained intact.

“It’s like a ghost crying.”

He scratched his head and tidied up the burnt brazier. The cross of the armor did not come off.

“~♪”

Belka, who had parted ways with Donnar, was walking along the path under the moonlight and the Milky Way, as if in a good mood. A smile did not leave the girl’s lips, no matter how good it was. That was the moment when the girl arrived at the carriage where Usher was sleeping and opened the door.

“Aww…?!”

Stepping into her carriage, she was pushed as if grabbed by someone and crashed into the carriage’s wall. The girl is tormented by her sudden pain, and she finds that she has done this.

“You mean. Really.”

He was Rogi.

Golden eyes filled with sweet affection, as if filled with honey, were looking at him. Rogi shuddered at the sight of those eyes that only appeared when he was looking at a boy named Usher. Yes, it was those eyes. What he longs for is what he longs for. Belka showed off her white naked body without hesitation. The girl’s lips whispered his name. A girl seduced him. Strangely, even though there was no sound, he could tell that the girl was calling her by her own name.

Rogi approached Belka. He also looked like he had no clothes on. He placed his lips on the girl’s and thrust his cock into the girl’s secret crevice. There was no resistance. And at that moment, Logi came to his senses from the unpleasant wet feeling in his lower body. Unsure of what had happened, he stared blankly at the ceiling of the carriage and realized that it had all been a dream. But the cold, wet feeling in his own pants does not go away. Logi frowned and put his hands in his pants to examine them, and his gooey liquid smeared from his hands.

“Really. Even if you dream of it, if you have to.”

Actually, the dream itself wasn’t bad. It was a truly ecstatic feeling to have a relationship with a girl looking at her like that, even in her dreams. But she didn’t know it would turn out like this. It was semen on his hand. At this point, he thought about how to deal with this, thinking that he would have been better off not dreaming. If friends or adults woke up and knew this, they would surely be ridiculed. Rogi would never do anything that hurt his pride.

Rogi, who quickly changed his pants, thought about what to do with this. He just wanted to pretend he didn’t know, but if he did, there was a high chance he’d get caught. It would be very troublesome if someone found it. Then there was only one way left. Finding his thick clothes and putting them on top, Logi lifted his panties and opened the door of his carriage and came out. He intended to bury his panties under the sand in the wilderness. However, Rogi’s attempt had to be delayed. Because Rogi heard a woman’s moaning in his ears.

“Ah!”

At night, when everyone was asleep, the wilderness was quiet, and thanks to that, the sound could be heard clearly. Rogi, who was guided by the sound, could tell where it was coming from. He held his breath from the tension that naturally developed and approached the carriage from which he heard the sound. I wanted to open the door slightly to peep, but it was obvious that doing so would let in cold air and get caught. Logi, who couldn’t see through the windows too high, stomped in front of the wagon, overhearing his moaning. Then, at first glance, the proper voices of the two were heard.

“Sister Sif and Uncle Donard?”

Donard was at the right age to be called older brother than uncle, but he was called uncle among the children. I don’t know who started it, but the reason was because of my relationship with Sif. Sif was the most beautiful woman in her ranks. Also, because of her kind personality, she was popular, and many of her adults and children had crushes on her Sif. So it must have been. Someone started calling him Uncle, and that’s why everyone called him that because of jealousy, mischief, and friendliness.

So I knew it was a strange atmosphere with Sif, but was it already a relationship like that? Rogi imagined the two of them having a relationship, but it wasn’t very reminiscent. But when Rogi learned that the two of them were having sex, he was jealous of Donard. Sif was a beautiful woman in Rogi’s eyes, too, and it was an irresistible temptation to Rogi, who already knew what it felt like. Rogi was fumbling around with his stuff, and a good idea came to him. The driver’s seat had a small window through which one could peer into the carriage.

The coachman’s seat was high and difficult to climb, but it was not too difficult for Logi, who had just entered adulthood. It is rather easy for him, who was trained as an apprentice knight mainly in his home country of Pacifenia. However, it wasn’t the going up itself that I was worried about.

-Kiik

While stepping on the driver’s seat, I heard the sound of old iron bending slightly under the weight. I held my breath and stopped moving for a moment.

“Aww!”

Reassured by a voluptuous groan that was fortunately heard, he proceeded to clamber up his wagon. Eventually, the coachman arrived. It was a driver’s seat that adults did not raise well unless there was a guardian, saying it was dangerous. Even the subtle sense of satisfaction and pleasure that he had come up there alone now did not touch him very much compared to the scene he was trying to peek at. In order not to let his shadow be seen through the window, he crouched even smaller in the narrow coachman’s seat and clung as close as possible to the inside of the window so that he could see at least one eye from his face.

Then, through only one eye, the scene from inside the carriage entered him. At first, the light of the candle briefly obscured his vision, but the light soon faded, revealing the entire scene inside the carriage. Inside the carriage, sure enough, Sif was hugged by Donnar, revealing her mature female body. The woman’s curves, which were different from the girl’s tender curves I had experienced for a while, were bent with pleasure, and her blonde hair clung to her body, covering at least part of it, but I couldn’t hide the red-hot skin and her hot moaning.

“Oops! Ah! Donar!”

Calling anxiously for Donar, her woman’s body bent again. Her mound landed on Donnar’s body, swallowing the object and as if that wasn’t enough, her legs grabbed him by the lower body and her arms wrapped around his neck. The appearance of a voluptuous and soft female body distorted by a man’s body was terribly irritating. Just by watching her, things swelled up to the point of claiming that he wanted to covet her insides. Then, what came to mind was the image of a red girl.

“…Ha.”

And sigh. He too wanted to be with her and her kind of relationship. I like the way they mix their bodies without hesitation, but I wanted to share the feeling of wanting to be together rather than something. But her girl already had a mate named Usher, and it was impossible for her to intervene. Because every time Belka looks at Usher, she sees what kind of eyes she makes. Besides, she even did such a thing when she was asleep. Wasn’t that enough for her to commit it again? It was just a reminder that she had come too far to be liked.

Then I realized that the pleasure-filled groans from the carriage had stopped. I couldn’t hear the details, but a voice promised to come next, and Rogi hid himself in the shadow of the carriage and held his breath even more. Donar hurriedly opened the door and came out. I held on to the sound of my heart ringing in my ears, thinking that I would be caught if I did something wrong, and observed Donnar. After ending his relationship with Sif, he seems somewhat relaxed. Rogi was envious of him like that.

Some are more hated for his advice. Logi was just resentful of him. When we see Donard coming out of the wagon, he finds a still-burning brazier and approaches to extinguish it. He came down from the driver’s seat to take care of his panties, which he forgot to spy on Donard and Schiff’s affair during this gap. It was then. I heard Donnar’s surprised voice.

“Why is he over there?”

Logi, seeing where Donar was, looked there, forgetting even to bury his panties on the ground. The girl was there. The girl I longed for even in my dreams, Belka. No matter what he was doing at this late hour, Rogi watched the girl and Donnar converse. What the hell are you talking about? The sound of conversation can be heard sparsely, but due to the distance, I couldn’t hear the words properly. That said, if you leave the shadow of the carriage to hear the story, you could find out that he came out to take care of the panties. When thinking about what to do.

Logi saw. Seeing the girl in Donnar’s arms. My head was hot and I was dizzy. Why? Why, of all things, Donnar? Her hair went white at the thought that it might be Donarre that the girl liked. If he thought about it further, he might have realized how shallow it was, but the moment he saw the girl hugging Donnar, his head was already mixed with anger and betrayal. While he has Sif!

Now he even thought that the advice Donard had given him was intended. If he didn’t have enough of Sif, he wanted to take the girl to himself. How could he do that when he knew he liked the girl? When Rogi straightened his sight, which felt like a sharp turn. It seemed that Donard and the girl were already going back to each other’s carriage. At this rate, the girl would be stolen by Donnar. I didn’t like the girl’s gait, thinking that it originated from Donar.

Just when the girl thought she would gasp under Donar. Rogi was already running towards the girl like a beast chasing fleeing prey. Soon, the moment her girl opened the door of her carriage and stepped in, her logi was snatching her up.

“Oops.”

The girl groaned in agony as she hit the wall and looked at Logi with dewy gold. But it wasn’t the eyes she had seen in her dreams. It wasn’t the look he was looking at Usher. But it didn’t matter anymore. Because the girl was already trapped between the wall and his arms. She had nowhere for her to run. The carriage door was closed, and the people who fell asleep in this infirmary would not wake up unless they were determined and awakened because of the incense.

“You are. You really drive people crazy.”

Rogi found it strange to hear his voice whispering in the ear of a girl one head shorter than him. A voice resembling that of a growling beast rather than a person warning him not to run away. The girl’s body that brushed her nose, her red hair, her white skin, her small body that fits snugly into her arms, and even the girl’s behavior of looking up at him with a quivering golden light all made him go mad. It wasn’t that he was bad. Such a lovely girl made herself this way.

“Stop, no. No more… Oops!?”

Rogi stopped at Belka’s voice trying to stop him with a threatening bite of her neck with her teeth. She didn’t want to listen to the girl. He’ll stop doing this if he listens even a little more. I didn’t want to be taken away by a kid named Usher or by Donnar. She wanted to make this girl her own. Wanted to gasp under her own. Logi grabbed the girl’s chest with one hand. Even through her dress, I could feel the smooth and soft touch.

To the point that I don’t want to let go of these hands. The girl let out a painful moan as she grabbed her breasts and squeezed them.

“Ugh.”

When she lifted her Belka’s head, which had been buried in her neck, and looked down at her, the dew that had formed around her girl’s eyes trickled down.

“…You don’t listen to me anymore.”

Eventually, the girl gently closed her eyes to hide her golden glow. Deep resignation and resentment were contained in the girl’s golden light, which gradually disappeared. Logi had nothing to shy away from now. The defenseless body of the girl who had closed her eyes was now like a doll that had lost its soul no matter what he did. He moved his hand that had been touching her chest under the girl. The girl’s body stiffened at the bleak touch, like a snake crawling, and soon the snake’s head lifted the girl’s underwear and went inside.

“Oops!”

Rubbing her girl’s secret valley with her fingers, he watched her liver, then let out a pained moan as he thrust her fangs through her crevices. Logi was delighted as he felt warm, damp flesh wrap around his middle finger. It was the touch he was most craving right now. Rogi slowly moved her fingers between her girl’s crotch and savored her insides.

“Ha, sooooo.”

How much had he stimulated her inner self as he drove her girl up against her wall? The girl with her eyes closed was still in tears, but from her mouth was a moan of faint pleasure. Logi’s hands were already wet with the honey water that had leaked out of the girl’s sexual intercourse. The amount of honey that came out, soaking even her panties, showed that the girl’s body was ready to accept his. Even if she is against her will. Soon, Rogi took out his desire trapped in her pants.

At the thought of coveting the inside of her girl, the transparent mouthwatering object that swelled up from the time she was in her pants wanted the girl’s body. As Logi pulled her finger away from her girl’s secret orifice, her honeydew trickled out. Gather it in her hand and apply it to her excited body.

“Black!”

She stuffed the girl’s thickly wet object into her crotch. He felt the girl’s cunt dripping with warm honey right on his cock. It was nice to have the girl’s honey-soaked soft thighs wrapped around his cock, but it was also uncomfortable because the girl was shorter than him. She slipped her hand between her armpits and gently hugged her, until the girl’s little hole and the tip of his prick met.

“Ahhh, ahhh.”
“Ha.”

As he lowered the girl’s body slowly, the wet petals of the girl bit into his cock and began to slowly swallow it. His strength was strong enough to boast about, but thanks to the girl being so light, it was not too much to stand still. Eventually, the girl’s body swallowed all of his belongings. This act of connecting with the girl and feeling her pulse and warm body temperature was frighteningly good. I wanted to stay connected with the girl for the rest of my life.

“Aw!”

But Rogi, who knew full well that he couldn’t do that, moved his waist. It was hard to do against a girl with her body floating in the air halfway up in a standing position, but she liked the girl’s body being skewered into his stuff and taking his stuff more deeply than before. And in the girl, his cock, which had finally reached the end of the thrilling pleasure, injected the seeds inside her. Rogi, who was enjoying the girl’s body, suddenly realized that the girl had opened her eyes and was looking at him with a golden light. She stretched out her delicate hand and carelessly brushed his cheek. One word.

“Upset.”

The golden light of the little girl who opened her mouth was filled with pain. At those words, a fever rose in his head, and he shook his back more vigorously. The sound of skin rubbing against each other filled my ears. Until his pleasure turned into pain, he violated and coveted the girl again and again without any time to count. When Rogi came to his senses as time passed, the girl was already in a mess and was lying on the carriage floor like a doll with a broken thread, and he could no longer stand things up even if he wanted to.

Rogi blankly looked at the girl lying on the floor. The unmoving figure of the girl is like a corpse.

“What is it?”

He couldn’t understand why he did it. His head was overheated and he threw himself back and forth. He would have been fine if he had thought about it a little more calmly. Even though the girl told her to stop, she knew that her strength was weak and she was forced to do it. How is she different from Pan?

“Don’t get me wrong, now you’re an accomplice too? If you tell anyone, you’re done too.”

It seems he’s whispering directly into Rogi’s ear, even though he knows that Pan isn’t in this procession, let alone this seat. And he was confident that he thought he was right. It wasn’t meant to be like this. It shouldn’t have been like this. It wasn’t this feeling. What he felt for the girl wasn’t like this, it was something warmer than that. The soggy and shady feelings that kept mixing after that incident made it like this. He made the girl feel like a monster. The girl didn’t wake up after all.

Carb Sears (R)

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

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