Chapter 140 – Episode 133 How to Transfer a Six-Year Slave Contract

“What is it?”

“Today’s the same thing, but every time I meet Umi like this… Affection… “It’s hard to give money.”

A sex slave contract where Umi must receive semen from Joo-hyuk every day.

These are harsh conditions not only for Umi but also for Joo Hyuk himself. Even if there is an item called pussy panties with a condom attached, in order to prevent Umi from getting in heat… Joo-hyuk is in a situation where he has no choice but to continue situations that exceed his physical capabilities.

Although he has no memory, because there was a six-slave contract, he was able to figure out the correlation with Umi Hole,

As a result, we were able to save Umi Hall from his terminal ability.

Even for yourself.

Even for Umi’s sake.

Now, the six-year slave contract is no longer effective.

So now, we have to figure out how to escape the deterrent effect of the sex slave contract.

“Umihole, you are talking about how Umi escapes from sex slavery…” . I know? … Even if it is impossible, if we could at least remove the restriction of having to absorb semen every day…”

If nothing else, Umi Hole is Umi’s misfortune.

It has the ability to take the curse on Umi, including the ability to end Homu.

Maybe Umihole knows a clue.

“… Yes. I know. It is difficult to break the sex slave contract, but it may be possible to transfer it to me. And since I am already a slave, even if I have to sign a duplicate contract, nothing will change from what I am now.”

“I… Really?! Well, I should have said it a long time ago!!”

Umi’s face becomes brighter.

If nothing else, if only the six-year slave contract could be transferred… There was probably no need to eat Umi’s semen for breakfast.

Even so, should I continue to live a life dependent on Joo-hyuk? For Umi, who was in agony, there is nothing more joyful than cheering.

Clutching his hand, Umi quickly urged Umi Hall to do the following.

“… So? What should I do? “The delivery of the six-year slave contract!”

“Terus-.”

Umihole calls the mascot in a low voice. When he sees the flying dog in the air, Joo-hyuk’s body flinches.

“It’s coming! Everyone has a lively daily life from the morning!”

“… Quiet. “What, why Terus?”

Umi looks at Terus with some disapproval. Umihol asks Terus a favor.

“Terus. “I am requesting an additional copy of my sex slave contract, not the main body’s.”

“I understand!”

Tuet.

A contract similar to Umi’s is dropped. As if picking up something dirty, Umihole shakes off the liquid on the paper.

“… “Are the contents of the contract different?”

“Because it’s an amulet. “I will give you a summary as it contains information related to the transfer of slaves.”

Umihol read the contract for a moment and then opened his mouth.

“To summarize, it is 3P.”

“Cough!!!”

Joo-hyuk shakes as if he is embarrassed. Umi narrowed her eyes and looked at Umihole.

“S-ThreeP… ?”

“It’s sex between three people. If I could deliver the master’s semen contained in the body’s womb to my womb… You can transfer the sex slave contract to me.”

“…?”

I don’t understand.

“… What does it mean? Uh, how do you come to that conclusion?”

“First. What is most necessary in transfer is the reproduction of the situation at the time of the sex slave contract. The six-slave contract was possible because two people, namely the master and the main body, had mutual consent and were of the same mind. Serious copulation sex where the dick and uterus cling together as if kissing… That’s it.”

The description is needlessly detailed.

“That is the story of the situation in which the main body became a slave. In other words, the master and the main body must once again engage in serious copulation sex.”

“… Ugh.”

Terus or Umihol. It’s embarrassing to even say ‘sex’ in a normal way, but I wish you’d keep saying it without putting ‘sincere copulation’ in front of it.

Umi rested her chin as she listened to Umi Hall’s story with a distraught expression.

“Of course, this also includes a reenactment of the situation in which I became my master’s slave. The situation in which I became a sex slave was… It was still Onahole at the time. Do you remember? What happened at that time. That’s important.”

This happened when Woomi came to Joo-hyuk’s living room and used Woomi Hall.

“… Huh? At that time? That is…”

“… Before inserting his cock into my uterine onahole and ejaculating, the master was using the main body’s uterus.”

“…”

Woomi and Joo-hyuk’s expressions harden at the same time.

Schrödinger’s cat box in the dark.

The reason why Umi came up with strange things that were like post-uterine quantum mechanics was because the room was so dark that you couldn’t really see anything.

However, Umihol clearly opens the lid of the box, revealing whether the cat is alive or dead right before our eyes.

The situation in the dark room that was tacitly ignored is revived by Umihole.

“Well, that… Don’t kill me… !!”

Umi’s face turns red.

“… But right now, I’m in a state where there’s a flask in my womb. Therefore…”

Umihol continued by answering Joo Hyuk’s question.

“I don’t know if it’s a vagina… “It is impossible to insert a penis into the uterus.”

“No, no. Normally… “Isn’t it really impossible to insert a penis into the uterus?”

As Woomi shook her hands and head at the same time, Joo-hyuk asked Woomi-hol.

“… Then what should I do?”

“ㅡ Just like last time. Master, all you have to do is squeeze out the semen from the body’s womb and pour it into my pussy hole. The hole… “I will make good progress.”

“…”

Umi is speechless.

“If this continues, it is possible to reproduce two situations simultaneously. Serious copulation sex between the owner and the main body. And after using the body’s uterus, semen is administered into the first hole. This is the optimal way for the transfer of six slaves to be carried out as an exorcism.”

“… Umi, is it possible?”

Joo-hyuk asks carefully.

In any case, it’s Woomi who sees things going badly. Joo-hyuk asked, respecting Woo-mi’s wishes.

“Go… If you can, just sleep… ! If it’s the only way to escape from slavery, you have no choice but to do it… ! It’s hard to eat semen every day… I’m also concerned about the writing on my thighs… I’ll do anything if there’s a way! But…”

Umi said that and looked at Joo-hyuk.

“… I don’t have time right now… Later… Let’s do it.”

The words come out mumbling.

“But… Let’s get rid of it as quickly as possible. As far as I know…”

“I guess I can’t do it on Saturdays because of my part-time job. Umi, you also have a part-time job nearby that day. The semen you need can be found at a convenience store… “I’ll hand it to you.”

“Huh… Then Sunday… ?”

“It’s hard to schedule time that day because of my appointment. I wonder if it would be okay to deliver it to the Sunday customer on Saturday as well. Then… “After class on Monday or Tuesday?”

“Then when the time is right…” “In my own room.”

After saying that, Woo-mi and Joo-hyuk finally stand up.

“Now… Because it’s time to go finish the sports day.”

“… “I guess that’s true too.”

As soon as she crossed the school gate, Umi sighed deeply. Far away from the buzzing crowd of people, Umi hid herself under the shadow of a tree.

Bright ribbons and cute frills cover Umi’s body. A magical girl outfit that is so pink that it stands out.

Even though it was the day of a sports day full of parents, teachers, and children, there was no one paying attention.

While lightly adjusting her magic girl costume, Umi glared at Heeju next to her.

“… “You can’t appear in front of others like this.”

“That’s right♡ So I brought it just in case.”

Heeju said and hugged her large belly and took something out of her pocket. Take out a round, pink badge.

“Pregnant woman badge♡”

“…”

No, where did you get that?

“… “You’re not pregnant, you’re saying you have a poopy belly?”

“That’s a harsh word… !!”

“No, the problem is that you appear in front of people like that in the first place? In fact, just by looking at the outside, you are worse off than me… ! “If you are seen like that in a public place, it is not a matter of being charged with obscenity.”

Perhaps for the sports day, the national flag is hung from the school building above the playground. Under the tents to block the sun, several teachers are gathered and busy preparing for the sports day, and children wearing white clothes are buzzing here and there on the playground.

The open school gate continues to be flooded with parents in cars or on foot.

I’m concerned about the elementary school security guard walking around. Parents are also lined up on the bench.

Ultimately, it is a place where the traffic of people is minimal. Two magical girls sitting far to the side from the school gate glanced at the movement of people.

A temporary barrier is being put in place to reduce public awareness.  Thanks to this, the two, who did not fit in at all in the elementary school sports corridor, were able to blend in with only a slight sense of incongruity.

“… “We’ll go first then.”

“You have to watch the sports day later?”

“… Yeah, yeah…”

The two siblings, who could be said to be the purpose of the mission card, came out of the barrier and walked away toward the school building.

“It’s an elementary school sports day that I only remember from my memories. I never thought I would watch something like this…”

A post-uterus magic girl with her uterus exposed under her skirt and even a cute ribbon tied to her uterus.

A magical girl with a bulging belly, wearing a mask-like micro bikini with a lot of exposed area, and her belly protruding as if she were pregnant.

Either way, it doesn’t look out of place at an elementary school sports day.

‘This… If we just change gender… There is no such thing as a barbarian… ?’

It may be okay if it’s just in front of children, but if it’s a place where adults are mixed in, it’s a different story.

If you expose such an absurd and obscene image in front of children…

“Aaaaah! “What are you, bastards?”

“Magic Girl? No, but what is that under the skirt?”

“Chaff… Security? Come on, teachers! Please kick those people out quickly!”

“Guys, you can’t look… !”

Arrest is number one. Crash, clank, clank.

Woomi looked up at Woomihol and Joohyuk standing next to her, as if she couldn’t do anything.

“… After. Now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to trust you.”

“Is that what you mean?”

“… Joo Hyuk, you too. Father role… “Can you do it for me?”

“Me?”

Fortunately, the positions of mother and father are sufficient for the two of them.

“… Well, then I am the mother… ?”

At Woomi’s words, Woomihol wriggles and grabs Joohyuk’s hand.

“… “Do something like that.”

Umi rested her chin and looked at the two.

Just right. A gunshot rings out. It is the sound that announces the start of the sports day.

Elementary school children begin the 100-meter run under a blue sky.

Friday morning. The sky on sports day-

It was very nice weather that did not match the blue weather ahead.