Chapter 367 – Epilogue 3. Traveling With Aria

Even when I brought a smoothie with the artifact I made while making the medicine, Aria’s light blue eyes stared at my face.

“Does that make you want to kiss me?”

“Sun…”

“Huh?”

“If you want to do it, do it.”

I prepared a smoothie and medicine to get rid of her morning sickness.
She stared at my face with her light blue eyes and pursed her lips slightly.

“What did Arya say it was okay to kiss?”

“Is it over…?”

“Yeah, if you add more, the smoothie won’t melt.”

“Idiot… You can always buy a smoothie…”

As I finished her brief kiss and handed her a yogurt smoothie, Arya pursed her lips in a different way.

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[Name: Arya Arkan]
– Age : 20
– Role: Princess of the Arkan Empire
– Height: 164cm Weight: 50kg

– Likeability: 100 Excitement: 63

– Preferred play: Anal play as a junior. Ariaccio
– Special setting: Winter only
– Inner mind: When I told you not to do it, you did well…

– Target development figures
Bust : 100/100 Nipple : 100/100
Pussy: 83/100 Anal: 100/100
Clitoris: 80/100

– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Chin: 100/100 Anal: 100/100
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As Arya embraced her child, the amount of food she couldn’t eat increased and as much as she often showed signs of upset, she was honest with her feelings.

“Haha… Don’t stroke the chin.”

“You wanted to eat a smoothie. Show me how to eat quickly.”

“Take your hand off her chin if you want to see it.”

She is Arya, the princess of the Arkan Empire, with a cold beauty and personality, but she was a 20-year-old young woman to me.

“Aria, is it delicious?”

“Delicious…”

While she is a tender woman, she allows a kiss, and when the kiss ends with just one kiss, she shows regret.
These days, in addition to her frank expression of her inner feelings, Aria has also increased her aegyo.

“Eat a lot. There’s one more.”

“Huh…”

Arya sucked on her smoothie with the straw in her cup and nodded her head puffing out her cheeks like a squirrel.

“It’s embarrassing.”

“Arya’s doing it, but she couldn’t help it.”

She couldn’t take her eyes off Aria, who, like a small animal, clutched her cup with both her hands and quietly sipped her smoothie.

“If you saw Aria, let her be both sides.”

“I didn’t see…”

Aria bit her straw to her lips, squinting and meeting her gaze, a blush rose to her white cheeks.

———————–
[Name: Arya Arkan]
– Age : 20
– Role: Princess of the Arkan Empire
– Height: 164cm Weight: 50kg

– Likeability: 100 Excitement: 81

– Preferred play: Anal play as a junior. Ariaccio
– Special setting: Winter only
– My heart: Haa… Don’t look…

– Target development figures
Bust : 100/100 Nipple : 100/100
Pussy: 83/100 Anal: 100/100
Clitoris: 80/100

– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Chin: 100/100 Anal: 100/100
———————–

“Do you hate what I see?”

“Did you read my heart…?”

“Since the blush came up, I was curious about what he was thinking, so I just checked.”

At the word that the blush had risen, Arya pressed her cheeks with the back of her hand and pressed her cheeks with her cup as well.

“Aria, skin injury.”

“You can heal.”

“Then… I can’t say anything.”

Arya took her cup to her cheeks to erase the redness from her cheeks and didn’t stop squinting at her.
Her squinting gaze wandered from place to place in the carriage, then looked right into my eyes.

She said that whenever Aria had something to say of her, it was what she did, and she said that Aria said what she wanted to say again this time.

“I wasn’t talking to you.”

“You don’t want to see?”

“Huh.”

Let’s scratch her head, not understanding that I’m not the object she thought she shouldn’t look at.
Arya let out a small sigh and she handed me a cup of yogurt smoothie.

“Put it in subspace.”

“Aren’t you drinking more?”

“I’ll drink it when I get off the wagon.”

“Yeah, I can put it in if that’s the case…”

Arya put her head on her thigh as she put the cup she was handed to her in her subspace, thinking of words she didn’t understand.

“Did her lap pillows want to do?”

“You don’t notice today…”

Arya turned her body, putting her head on her thighs, her light blue eyes looking at her black shirt.

“I can’t even read your mind.”

“You don’t even know how I feel if I don’t have my heart?”

“Huh? Is what you just said a bit dangerous?”

“People who don’t know are more… Haaang…♡”

When Aria bruised her by saying that she didn’t notice her, saying that he was pushing her mood, he tickled her sharp jawline.
Her chapped lips let out a strange groan and Arya looked up with her cold eyes.

“The intentions in your eyes are quite impure?”

“Forcible… Henyaaaaang…♡”

Still, if I ran her finger up along her jawline, Arya, as always, let out her sweet cacophony.

It was the moment when the imperial princess with cold beauty and personality became a small animal in front of me.
The moment that conveyed her considerable sense of conquest and satisfaction did not get tired even after hundreds of times.

Arya, who raised her head on her thighs to give her hints about her inner feelings, became a pet fox and lost her piercing eyes.

“I am very happy because I have many eye smiles.”

“Haa… If only you were happy…”

“If Aria is like this, isn’t she happy?”

“You, don’t be rude…”

Arya, who had lost her sharp eyes, gently closed her eyes, hoping to find out what she was thinking.

She said, “I was squinting at her and our eyes met, but I told her not to look.”

“Think to yourself…”

“Oh, I’ll do it myself.”

He patted her hair on her thighs and brushed her light blue hair to interpret her inner thoughts.

There was no one else in her wagon except Arya, and if it wasn’t me who could see anything in her, it was Arya.

If Arya had promised herself not to look at her as she blushed, she could understand what was going on.

“Aria, did you like the way I prepared her pills and her smoothies?”

“Yeah, honestly, I was impressed…”

“Yes, but I tickled his chin.”

“…Huh.”

I prepared her meds and smoothies together and soothed Arya’s sadness while carrying her child.

“You can watch it, but I told you not to watch it, so you didn’t know.”

“I am different from you.”

“I didn’t notice. Should I use magic?”

“No, don’t use it…”

Taking her 100 was an event that would increase her liking, and Aria’s touch on her chin also increased her excitement.
Aria, whose liking and excitement increased like that, glanced at her pants, not her face and eyes.

“Didn’t you see it because you wanted to?”

“Don’t come out proud after finding out too late.”

“I’m sorry for not realizing it so late, so I tried to use magic.”

“You… You’re mean.”

Even as she turned her body with her head on her thighs, her sky-blue eyes were watching her pants dance.

“How many more years will it take for Arya to win her argument with her brother?”

“Quiet…”

Pushed away from her argument, Arya did not remove her hair from her thighs, and she touched her forehead like someone in serious trouble.

“Head hurts?”

“Because of you…”

Arya’s voice was lowered and since she was such a weak Arya, she couldn’t easily pass it off as a lie.

“I brought a few healing artifacts, but are they enough to use?”

“It’s a waste of artifacts.”

“If you’re very sick, I’ll stop the carriage for a while.”

“Don’t stand up… Just block out the sound.”

She immediately used her sound-blocking magic and put the back of her hand to her cheek to see if there was a fever.
When she felt the heat on her cheek with the back of her hand, she opened the space and opened it.

“Aria, let’s use one healing artifact. I think I’m running a fever.”

“You…”

“Big! Will you be quiet?”

“How many more years will it take before you can win an argument with your brother?”

“Why are you saying that now…?”

“Is it okay because I’m looking after you?”

Arya, the youngest of the brides, was often teased by Freya and Mary.
Unbeknownst to me, my tolerance for pranks and jokes had increased considerably.

And she had learned how to tame a man from the perverted Freya and the soft yandere Mary.

“Insert the artifact.”

“Have you got a headache?”

“It hurts because I think too much.”

“Ah… I have a lot of thoughts, so if it’s something like that, I don’t think there’s anything to treat.”

“Brother, you talk a lot… Are you embarrassed?”

As Arya moved her head on her thigh, her tall nose moved close to her cock and blood rushed down her.

“No, I’m not embarrassed at all.”

“But why don’t you use [Pheromones]?”

Arya, who said her head hurts from thinking too much, wanted [Pheromones] To lower her thinking ability and increase her excitement level.

[Activates pheromones. There is a pheromone target within a radius of 1M. It increases the subject’s sexual arousal and lowers their ability to think.]

“I was slow to notice…”

“I wasn’t feeling well today because I couldn’t sleep.”

“But you should have noticed when I handed you the smoothie.”

Arya rubbed her nose against something thick with [Pheromones] And undid her pants.

Aria zipped down and found a slit in her trunks, and she pulled out the heavy-duty stuff.

“I thought it was because she said she would eat it when she got out of the machi.”

“That’s right.. Here, the yogurt that I will pull out from my brother is enough…♡”

Arya, who thought she was pushed back from her argument, told her strange words and kissed her lips on her glans.

“Wait a minute, did you just say something too raunchy?”

“Oppa… Put yogurt in Aria’s mouth… ♡ Tung!”

Even the words to be used for the snow outing, which has a special tendency in addressing older brothers and third-person speech
Arya took full control of her and kissed her object soft lips.

“Haum! I’m sorry!! Haa.. I grew up when I was soft… Ahhh!!”

Arya moved her lips and tongue and didn’t stop her lustful behavior until her fellatio drained her cum.

“Hehe…I’ll eat yogurt…♡”

Arya gathered the semen she had pulled out herself into her hands, and she smiled strangely and flicked her tongue.

“Aria, I want to.”

“No. My brother says that when he gets excited, the baby in his stomach hurts…”

Arya has learned how to tame men from Freya and Mary so faithfully.
In her wagon, she never lost control of the relationship.

“Brother.. Do that too..♡”

“Ariachio?”

“Haa… Don’t put my name on that…”

She was an Arya who never gave up her initiative, even when she almost lost her composure for a moment.
She reveled in fellatio and ariachio until the carriage reached a southern coastal city.

“Where are you going?”

“Call me like in the carriage and I’ll teach you.”

“…Don’t look back.”

However, when the wagon arrives in a southern coastal city, Arya regains her usual cold beauty and her manner of speech.

“I know if you go.”

“Don’t tell me that I know that too.”

Even as Arya pours in her cold tone, there are cracks in her cold voice as well, as the direction of her destination is set.