Chapter 127 – Bobim Royal – Respawn Match 1

After the girls had successfully finished the tag game, the cafeteria door closed. I didn’t know that there would be children capable of making pure love love love, but seeing that there were a lot of them, I put a smile on my face thinking that I might be the angel of love who created the opportunity.

I looked at the kids who were pinned to the wall of the restaurant with a small smile. Most of them refused the bobim in the first round and stayed in their rooms, and some of them fainted after losing the bobim.

The exhausted and exhausted tag team might not have noticed, but the losing team, all pinned to the wall, were wandering with their eyes blushing.

“How. Didn’t you notice how the guys who just left here were behaving lewdly?”
“Then! You should have been watching. I filmed hard.”

Hunter Streamer – Lisa walked next to me with light steps wearing a mask. Then, as I manipulated electronic devices such as flat notebooks, a hologram screen came to mind a little away from the faces of the arrested children.

“First, I showed the whole thing, then I scanned the eyes of the screen that showed interest there, and then showed it in full screen. By now, hehe…”

Lisa chuckled, covering her mouth with his hand. Her eyes were on the girls, whose dried juices were clearly visible on her thighs.

“So there were a lot of kids in heat like this?”

Many of them closed their eyes and turned their heads at the word heat, as if admitting to themselves that they were in that state. Watching the girls rubbing against each other, I was worried about what to do with my body that was hot enough to spread rumors that I had a good match for the revival of losers.

“All, you…”

Curious to see if someone had the courage to speak, I looked up and saw that it was the Hunter apprentice who initially protested at the cafeteria because he was tied up next to the housekeeper.

“Stop it now, okay? Why are you doing this!”
“Yes? Why? Didn’t you say Didn’t I tell you?”

Looking at Lisa, she put on a troubled expression, then shook her head. As she thought about it, she realized that she said it was a giveaway event and that she was giving away her prizes, but that she hadn’t stated her purpose.

“You are the first step towards creating a world where all women love each other. Or at least there was no reluctance.”
“Hey, don’t be rude! If there is no objection, what do you want there to be?”

A few agreed, as if agreeing with him, but snorted. If he really wanted to deny it, his pussy wouldn’t even be wet, and his expression wouldn’t contain anticipation while denying it with words.

“I will neglect a child who can’t honestly beg to be touched and provokes me.”
“What…! It’s not like that! Absolutely not!”

Although she strongly denied it, it was an obvious reaction to others seeing the disappointment of the kids who agreed to her words.

“Great. Thanks to your reactions, I decided on the first event of the revival match.”

As she gazed at the children’s bodies, she realized why she was so resistant to bobim. It was a very simple story. Most of the girls here were virgins, and if so, they had never experienced any pleasure other than passive masturbation.

First of all, I decided to engrave pleasure on my body.

Harin, Yena, and even Jiyoon were summoned, and after instructing the four to release the fixation, they created magic. A few long tables were transformed with magic to create something like a jumping frame.

But the jumping box was very long, 5m from end to end. It was not intended to be pointed out and jumped over, but because it was planned to be used for other purposes.

After putting in this and that fun function, I spoke to the bobim dropouts who were caressing their wrists and ankles.

“If you sit on this vault with your legs spread apart and go all the way with your buttocks attached without using magic, you will pass the first round. Doesn’t that seem too easy?”

The expected cheers were not heard, only a quiet atmosphere prevailed. As I looked around, I saw fear in my eyes. I glanced back, thinking I had done something wrong, and Jiyoon came over to me and whispered in my ear.

“I think the boss’s smile makes you nervous!”
“…Really?”

When I touched her mouth, it was a bad smile. I imagined what would happen in the future, and it seemed like it was built naturally. Seeing that she couldn’t take it back, she clapped her hands while maintaining a smile.

“Start! If you refuse, I’ll tie you to the wall again. Considering the difference in skill that has occurred through the real-life bobim, the kids who passed now will need a lot of practice, right?”

In other words, it was a story that if he couldn’t pass, he would be restrained by the wall again and moaned while being unilaterally played with his fingers and tongue by his colleagues who were right next to him a moment ago.

Realizing that it was not the end even after passing through, the kids clenched their fists and looked around, blushing and pulling their thighs together. It was fun to think that he wouldn’t notice the glittering liquid reflected in the light.

Once I realized that another woman’s body could be considered a sexual object, I couldn’t go back.

“Start!”

While everyone’s eyes were focused on the sloppy jumping box, no one was the first to step forward, only paying attention to each other. When you’re contemplating whether you should nominate someone. The girl who had been tied up and forced to climax several times by Rosetta with finger practice came forward with her eyes lit.

“I will go first.”

With a voice that trembled with tension, she spread her legs wide and climbed onto the vault. The tense atmosphere was relieved with sighs coming out from all over the place as nothing happened.

The pink wavy hair peaked at Rosetta’s finger informed her that Jena, who was looking through her dormitory life list, was a girl who worked under her stage name of Blossom.

Blossom’s legs were spread wide, her cunt pressed against the vault. He patted her bashful cheek on her blushing cheek, catching her breath.

She moved forward, placing her palms on the vault and rubbing her cunt against her ass to keep her ass from moving. After she had advanced a little, she stopped with a strange moan.

“Hick, hee! What the hell, this is…!”

Everyone tried to approach Blossom, wondering what was going on. After Jena and the others controlled her from getting too close, she breathed her breath and told of her own experience.

“Well, something, there’s a little bit of something like tissue paper on the jumping frame… This, it touches me, uhhhhh…!”

Blossom gasped for Rosetta’s finger, shaking her ass from side to side, then came to her senses at the sound of her hum, then looked at me and burned her hostility.

At least, she thought it would be a good way to control herself rather than attaching a vibrating masturbation device to the nipple and clitoris and leaving it alone for a few hours, but seeing that, I wanted to change it to a different method now.

Then, perhaps noticing my uncomfortable feeling, Blossom hiccupped, gasping for tears on her face, rubbing her cunt against the vault and moving forward.

From the beginning of the jumping box, the stains created by the slimy juices gradually grew larger, and as it went to the middle, the marks of love juices in the shape of the buttocks were clearly visible.

Blossom, who had to show the fact that she had peaked and her hip line as it was to countless people, felt shame and anger at first, but from the point beyond the middle, she moved slowly, almost crawling, panting with a pleasure-drenched expression.

“Haha, hehe, mood, only good places, heuuuuu…”

At this rate, even if I used up the 12 hours of free time I gave to other kids, I thought there would be kids who would never try it, so I built a few more jumping frames.

Looking at Blossom, she pointed out the vulgar girls who were dripping her juices like threads, and urged them to use the other vault.

The kids who passed out on the jumping box were pulled back and allowed to try again when they came back to their senses, but those kids were mostly kids who had enough of their pussies to play with their fingers and developed sexual feelings to some extent.

When they all passed through one or two chances, the traces of their mouths from gasping for breath on the vault remained clear on their lips.

Among them, the girls with strong sexual desire were avoiding the eyes of the people next to them and masturbating by sticking their fingers into their pussies. The people around her seemed to think they wouldn’t know, but the guys close by were well aware that she was masturbating, and involuntarily caressed her pussy in contagious excitement.

I decided to think about the next loser’s revival while looking at the kids who seemed to have developed enough sexual feelings. I emphasized it several times, but it was my consideration that I couldn’t help it because the difference in power was too great to end it like this.