Chapter 82 – Missing Home (2)

“Oh.”

Rumia knocked on her door, smiled brightly like someone who had received a surprise gift, and then she closed the door and began to take off her clothes. Her voluptuous undergarments and beautiful pelvic line stimulated my taste buds. I casually wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her, and Elena pointed to my chair with a puzzled face and said,

“Eat and do it. Eat rice I mean, I’m hungry.”

Rumia only slightly averted her eyes to look at Elena, then she grinned and nodded her head. I felt like a wild animal as she pulled her tongue out of my mouth and licked her lips.

“Ah, yes. Before dinner, excuse me.”

“Did Rumia come too?”

Isabelle said and opened the door. She was wearing a rather unconventional dress, which is hard to see normally. Her breasts were cut in a v shape, revealing her breastbone, and her back was also cut so that it came close to her buttocks.

Both Elena and Rumia were looking at Isabel’s clothes with their eyes wide open. Sophia was just sitting on my lap, smiling. Isabelle said, scratching her cheek awkwardly.

“That… ! Uh, what do you think? You too little… Is it?””

Provocative outfits and shy faces. The sides were open so you could appreciate her straight thighs, and she was wearing stimulating black fishnet stockings that contrasted with her immaculate skin, giving a point to her legs. Isabelle scratched her cheeks and couldn’t help herself, and Sophia laughed merrily as she flapped her tail and wings.

“I said it suits you well! Sister Isabelle!”

“That, is it? Eh, Evan? You, what do you think?”

I gave a thumbs up

“Is that so good?”

Isabelle laughed. Her shy smile was like that of a girl. Seeing Isabel’s unconventional outfit, Elena blinked her eyes at the air as if she had lost her mind for a moment, then managed to regain her composure and said,

“Now. Shall we eat then? Meal. I have to eat rice first. I worked really hard on it.”

“That is correct. Wait a minute before that…”

Rumia looked at Isabel’s attire and without a word from her began to take off her priestly uniform. Elena put on a look of bewilderment at the bizarre rivalry, and Sophia looked at Rumia and said,

“If you just take it off, there will be no reaction.”

“I’m not just taking it off.”

As she said that, she took off her exposed bra and dropped it on her floor. Then she began to put on her priestly uniform again. The nipples stood out under the thin and wide clergyman’s robe.

Rumia looked at me, stretching her waist as if to accentuate her breasts, and I laughed as I nudged her nipples over the hem of her dress.

“Rice! Let’s eat!”

Elena tapped her table again, her face flushed red, and Sophia, who was belatedly trying to undress, nodded her head with her brooding face, then got out of her lap and into her seat. Moved her steps

So the meal began. When I thought that there were people suffering underground, the meal tasted even better. I asked Sofia while eating.

“How long are those humans around?”

“Take care of yourself tomorrow morning.”

“Good. You can’t even look at my face.”

Sophia clung to her me, wagging her tail. She was in the middle of her meal, so I pushed her away, putting her bowl straight. Sophia said to me with her eyes shining.

“Yes? Good job Praise me more.”

“Come on, praise.”

I chopped up the meat from her table and put it in her mouth, and Sofia ate it like her pet dog, then shuddered and moved her paws.

“I got compliments! Aren’t you envious?”

And she said that teasingly, looking straight at Rumia. Rumia, who had been eating silently, moved her eyebrows as if stimulated by Sophia’s words, and looked at me and said,

“Evan.”

“Uh, yes. What’s the matter?”

Even after talking to me, Rumia couldn’t seem to think of anything else to say. She pondered for a moment, then looked at me and said.

“I’m always thinking of Evan.”

“So do i. I always thought of Rumia.”

Especially her voluptuous breasts and bouncy buttocks that sway during sex, it was not something I could forget even if I tried. Rumia put her face forward with a look of satisfaction at my answer. Watching her blush with her mouth slightly open, I realized a beat late what she wanted.

When I picked up the meat with a fork and popped it into her mouth, Rumia smiled and stepped back to savor the taste of her meat.

“…Thank you.”

Sophia was laughing at her Rumia’s behavior, and Isabel was slicing her meat and repeating her attention to her own attire. Elena looked at Isabel and ate her bread. I asked Rumia.

“So Rumia. Have you had a good day? The mansion seems to be going well, but how is the temple going?”

“Ah, I just had something to report on that matter.”

Rumia nodded her head and she said so. Everyone’s eyes focused on Rumia at the word that it was a problem to report. Rumia opened her mouth with a grave expression.

“I think I need to go on a business trip.”

“Business trip?”

The word business trip was enough to change the atmosphere of the meal. When Rumia said that she was going on a business trip, Sophia seemed to be in a good mood for some reason, and Isabelle and Elena were full of regret. I asked.

“Where are you going and why?”

“I was going to report on that. I went to the Ladia Mage Tower in the west, and when I heard the story the other day, I heard that there is a person named Sylvia in the Ladia Mage Tower. Isn’t it?”

The Radia Mage Tower was a small sized Mage Tower that Sylvia passed. It was in the west, not too far from our town, but worth a visit at least once in your free time.

“Oh yeah. That’s right. Sylvia is in that magic tower. He’s a very good boy But why are you going there? Do you need to call a priest at the Mage Tower?”

Rumia nodded her head.

“A trace of someone making a pact with the devil was discovered in the Mage’s Tower in Ladia, and we were asked to investigate. I heard that I am the most skilled priest in the nearest village.”

It was true. Because Rumia is superior to any priest in this area. It would probably be difficult to guarantee victory to Lumia even if she brought the priests from the capital. Even though Rumia said that with her own mouth, she remained calm as if it were true.

“By the way, a contract with the devil? Could it be that Sylvia is not infected?”

Talking about a contract with the devil, I couldn’t help but worry about Sylvia’s safety. Rumia shook her head and said.

“Considering that I, who was branded, was still active in the temple, it is unlikely that that Sylvia would ever be caught. If his stigma had been discovered, he would have called the Templars and burned him already instead of calling me.”

Rumia brought up an eerie story in a calm tone. Sophia said in a relaxed tone.

“Finding someone with our stigma is harder than finding us. It’s not because you’re spewing out the magic yourself. Maybe another demon story? I said it was a contract, so it must be an imp.”

“Yes, I’m guessing it’s probably an imp. So, that… Evan. If you’re not sorry…”

Rumia blushed and muttered at his words. Her closing words were blurry, but it was easy for her to know what she wanted to say. I said with a smile.

“You want to go with me?”

Rumia nodded her head, brightening her nervous expression. Sophia said.

“I’m going with the priest, is it okay? It would be inconvenient.”

“What’s wrong? And, since I’m going with Rumia this time, I have to go.”

If I went with Rumia, a beautiful picture could be made of the demon that I absorbed after Rumia beat it. Plus, he could have met Sylvia, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time, and had her and her creamy sex once again.

What a pleasure it is to be able to meet and socialize with my woman at the same time as strengthening my strength. Rumia said.

“I haven’t registered an entourage, so I think you can just go with me on the set date. My heart is already full.”

She said and placed her hand on her own chest. With her underwear off, I could see the outline of her breasts faintly whenever she put her hand on her, which stimulated my taste buds.

I looked to the side.

Before I knew it, Sofia was looking at me while she had finished her meal. Isabel and Elena also had their dishes emptied. Rumia put down her fork and knife and looked at me.

Silence after dinner.

The best time to have sex.

“I-over there…”

Isabelle pulled up her skirt to accentuate her thighs. Sophia rubbed against my cock and clung to it. Rumia silently began to undress her. Elena looked back and forth between her empty bowl and us and muttered to herself:

“Wash the dishes later.”