The next morning.
As soon as I left the room, I felt like sothing was forcing my actions.
A feeling that the body is trying to move on its own.
It seed like everyone in this village was being manipulated in this way.
When passing through an alley, if there is a clean alley and a dirty alley, you will naturally choose the clean alley. It was a very natural control so that there was almost no feeling of being controlled.
Of course, as a player, I felt that sense of discomfort very well.
It's not just a feeling of discomfort; you can easily escape from the manipulation if you put your mind to it.
But I decided to just leave it as is for now.
Even if you leave it alone, you'll still be able to et Asil. Since I said I'd be in charge of cleaning for a week, I guess I'll go clean.
And I was a little curious about what kind of life I was living in this village.
I, no, I'm not moving, but my body is moving, and I don't know what to say. Let's just say it's .
Anyway, I left the house.
The village I saw in person for the first ti was simple.
There were no proper fences and there were clear signs that the buildings were poorly constructed.
Before we started talking about the village being safe or a good place to live, it was not a place for people to live for a long ti.
The idea is that if you can play with it until you get tired of it, it doesn't matter what happens next.
The personality of an executive of the Demon King's Army, who can control a person's body, was clearly displayed.
"Soira! "What's going on so early in the morning?"
As soon as I heard the voice, my body turned. And the mouth moved.
"What does that an? Jones? "They're making fun of because I always sleep in late!"
"Honestly, that's true. "How many tis have I gone to wake him up myself?"
"Not even a few tis? I did it right..."
The unfamiliar feeling of the mouth moving freely and making a voice.
The conversation continued smoothly without having to do anything special. I took advantage of the unintentional free ti and looked at the other person's body.
A man nad Jones.
Judging by his na and the way he subtly tried to continue the conversation for a long ti, it seed like this man was a childhood friend of and Flora.
The man's appearance was ordinary.
The physique, face, and behavior.
Although his shortcomings were ordinary and unremarkable, he was not good enough to be a romantic partner for and Flora. To put it simply, he was a man who was far from worthy of our match.
Well, if you think about the contents of the diary, it is said that Justitia chose an ugly and fat man as her marriage partner. Does SQ like BBM? I'm not saying Jones is that good.
After so conversation, I headed sowhere in the village.
"Uh! Is Soira here? What's going on? "I don't think it's ti for that yet."
"Really. Are you even going to say that?"
A shabby hut installed on the outskirts of the village that can barely protect against wind and rain.
No, in fact, despite the appearance, there were many custors in a place where it was doubtful whether it could even properly protect against wind and rain.
They were all n.
As he approached the hut, a fishy odor stung his nose.
Thanks to the WM setting, the odor of bodily fluids was almost eliminated, and thanks to the setting that anyone could use the life magic called Clean, it was a stench that I had almost never slled in this world.
My body also reflexively held my nose.
"Ugh. Mister. Didn't you clean it properly again?"
"It's the village chief's word. What can I do?"
"Whew. Even though the village chief told not to clean it up, what can I do about the sll?"
Is it SQ's preference not to clean up? It's really nasty.
As I opened the creaky door of the cabin and entered, a strong sll pierced my nose, as if the sll I could sll outside was just a taste.
"Ugh..."
A terrible sll that seems to penetrate even if you cover your nose.
In the midst of that sll, Asil, whose arms were chained to the ceiling, was being violated by a man.
I must have been through so much hardship that my eyes beca unfocused. They call those things dead eyes.
"Ah... Huh... Ah..."
The moans that escaped out of nowhere beca hoarse and cracked.
The man clinging to Asil continued to shake his waist behind Asil's back.
Pang, Pang.
The piston was so intense that the sound of buttocks and thighs colliding was clearly audible.
He grabs his slim waist and sticks his dick in, and when he feels like it, he grabs his bouncing breasts and massages them.
Clutter, clatter.
Asil's body almost gave its weight to the chains and swayed as the man handled it.
Judging from the red handprints and traces of dried sen all over the body, it seed like he had already been severely beaten. Even though it is still morning now.
– Voila!
"Tsk... Hmm... Huh... Ugh..."
The man slamd his palm down on Asil's butt.
One more red handprint appeared on Asil's skin, which already had several handprints.
Even though it was clear that it would hurt, Asil's reaction was just lukewarm.
Kuuk.
The man's fingers dug into Asil's anus.
"Ah... Tsk... ! Ha... Yes..."
Even so, was the anal stimulation too severe? Asil's calm voice suddenly rose in tone.
Co to think of it, Asil really hated anal sex. Although she never directly said so.
However, even if it was a reaction of dislike, it must have been an interesting reaction for the man.
When there was a slight reaction, the man persistently groped Asil's anus and ramd his cock into it, as if he had found a weak spot.
The man's piston gradually beca faster.
It was such a passionate copulation that my body beca slightly heated as I watched. Except that only one side is passionate.
The man lowered his hand from playing with Asil's chest and focused on the piston, squeezing her hips.
It's cheap.
I had that intuition, and my intuition was not wrong.
"... Yes... !"
The man trembled slightly as he buried his waist so deeply that the shape of Asil's buttocks was crushed.
Every ti I twitch, sen is pouring into my uterus. That feeling ca to mind and I felt like I was going to get a little wet.
It seed like Asil also went away at the sa ti as he ejaculated.
However, there was no excitent to be found here, it just felt like a chanical reaction of the body.
It was quite the opposite of the man's passionate copulation.
My body, looking at that scene, had not moved a single step since entering the cabin.
Rather than being surprised by the traces of such intense humiliation, it was more a feeling of not wanting to enter a dirty place.
Only then did the man who finished ejaculating realize that I had entered the cabin.
"Oh. Isn't it Soira? Cleaning?"
"Yes. So, can you co out quickly?"
"Wait and see. I've only used it once. Wouldn't it be worthwhile to co this far if I wrote it two more tis? If you're bored with waiting, how about you join in?"
"... Are you sick? Don't talk nonsense, quickly..."
"... Soira?"
While talking to the man, Asil opened his mouth for the first ti.
The focus that wasn't there before was back in those eyes looking at .
"Soira! Wake! This is all being controlled! We are... "Eup!"
The man suddenly covered Asil's mouth as she began to speak.
Asil tried to pull the man's hand away, but it was not easy with her exhausted body.
Asil looked at anxiously with an expression asking for her help.
"This toilet is like this again. "Do I really know you?"
"? With this toilet? Mister. "Aren't those words too harsh?"
But my body rejected Asil's request. No, the response was as if I didn't recognize or hear it at all.
Asil's expression was colored with despair.
According to the contents of the diary, you would have already t for a day or two, but did you think that today would be different?
A corner of my conscience was slowly pricked by that upright faith.
No matter how much it's a ga, it's just a flashback room.
Yes. I was planning on going just to enjoy the situation, but I changed my mind.
I have to try to escape from here.
Is it possible?
In fact, the degree of freedom in the flashback room is not as high as in the main ga.
There are limits to the in-ga period you can enjoy, and there are also restrictions to the actions you can take.
However, this does not an that you cannot perform any action at all. If you go beyond the limits of the flashback room, the flashback room ends at that mont.
It may be appropriate to say that once you leave the future prepared in the flashback room, there is no further simulation.
Still, I thought I wanted to do as much as I could.
For now.
"Anyway, I'll just use it one more ti. If you're not going to join us, go out and wait. "I'm excited to see it from the side, so it's not a bad thing."
"Is it really just this one ti? "I'll wait outside."
"Okay. Yes."
The man turned his back completely to and looked at Asil and put his cock back upright.
It is now.
I calmly controlled my body that was trying to go out and picked up the wooden club on the floor.
It seems that it was originally attached to this hut sowhere, but it seems to have fallen off because it was so roughly built. It worked out well for . Anyway, if I use it as a club, it is a club.
Take it and sneak up on it.
– Bah!
I hit the back of the head of the man who was just about to insert it into Asil's vagina.
The man fell down on the spot without even making a sound.
I don't think he died.
"... Huh?"
When Asil suddenly heard a strange sound, he turned around and was surprised to see a fallen man and holding a club.
Eyes shaking violently.
Yes. What should I say in tis like this? After thinking for a mont, I opened my mouth.
"It's late, but I ca to save you. Sorry for just now. Let down your guard..."
"Soira!!"
Snap!!
Asil was screaming my na and running wild, showing the joy of a puppy eting its owner after several months.
... It's nice to see you, right? You're not trying to bite for neglecting this whole ti, right?
In my own way, as soon as I entered the flashback room, I ca to rescue him!
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