87 – Fierce Beasts, Deadly Female Warriors.
Even on the island of Pasos, when I dozed off on the warm sandy beach, Neri’s hair, scented with the fresh scent of the sea, tickled her body. She
She On the surface, she was just a beautiful girl with a promising future, boasting a mythical cuteness and a non-human beauty.
When her white arms hugged my back and her soft cheeks touched her chest, she would subtly feel the ocean rolling inside her.
The warm seawater warmed up by the Mediterranean sun and the deep waves that tickle your back when you dip your body under it.
Neri brought her sea to her little body and held her in my arms, and at that time, I would take a nap with her, as if I had entrusted her to the warm sea with her. .
When I woke up from sleep and opened my eyes, I could see the dawn sky preparing for the dawn to rise in the distance through the crack in the veranda door.
Today’s schedule was free time for an externally commissioned practice yesterday, so you won’t have to go out in a hurry.
“Hercules and Atalanta… I think the kids are going to participate, but… Ha-am~”
Why do people live so busy?
Like this senior in life, she should have the time to enjoy and enjoy the fleeting moment, and should sleep late.
It’s hard to lie down like this because you don’t even get to sleep in the morning when you’re old.
As I stared at the ceiling in a drowsy mood, I remembered the sea fairy that begged her chest last night.
“Um…Neri?”
As in the stories of many myths, the mysterious lover suddenly disappears when he opens his eyes again, and the standard flow is that the hero is re-energized by the strange feeling of desolation and mysterious experience…
“Mhehehehe… Rock bed…”
If I look down at the weight that sits heavily on my chest, there is only a young fairy who is hugging my chest and smiling brightly.
“Ehh…”
I’m sure Neri is slightly older than me in terms of her physical age.
According to her older sisters and her testimony, in order to protect the beautiful maknae, she was only allowed to act alone on earth after the coming-of-age ceremony, when she could receive protection from Olympus.
“Then what do you do? He’s a kid who doesn’t do anything wrong.”
“Ehh? Uhhh…”
He unwrapped his cheeks as white as glutinous rice cakes that had been returned to the microwave.
As I gently stroked her hair, the smiling face in her sleep reminded me of a puppy, no, a harp seal.
“Aww, you fairy. Did you know what it means to enter a husband’s bedroom in the middle of the night?”
The sisters who drank a box of sweet potatoes on the love front of Bonama or the maknae ordered them to push ahead with a physical attack.
Anyway, I buried my head comfortably in the pillow with a languid smile saying that I couldn’t dry it.
For reference, my pajamas were simple, covering only the lower half of my body.
In other words, the upper body that Neri is rubbing against is just bare skin.
With Ares and Rollo, Atalanta and practical training, etc., My body was trained to the point where I was satisfied.
In other words, it means that it is hard and bumpy for a young fairy to sleep on.
But Neri clung to the tree like a cicada and didn’t intend to fall off. I carefully hugged Neri and pulled the blanket, intoxicated by her body temperature warming her slightly cooled body in the early morning breeze and Neri’s unique scent of the sea.
* * *
In the end, I was able to get up only when the sun went down, with Neri hugging me.
Even in the midst of that, Neri didn’t intend to get out of bed until I got up and washed, and she slept so soundly that she felt sorry for waking me up, so I quietly covered her with a blanket and came out.
“Ahhhhh~”
– Puck! Puck puck!
After getting up and getting ready, I headed to a small open area near Athena’s gymnasium.
To hear the sound of a bloody blow resounding from afar and urging on.
Under the sunny clearing, there was a female warrior fiercely wielding a fist against the iron man I ordered from Hestosias.
“Ahh!”
-Kwadeuk!
The brown sense of taste swinging while drawing an afterimage struck the iron man’s head, and the iron man flew far away leaving clear footprints on his head.
The thing she is stepping on is not on the solid ground, but on top of a three-feet-long wooden pole that I built out of wood.
How many effective hits can you take against an iron man without falling from the top of the pillar that was set up according to the footwork of the two demons?
That was an important task for me to be the master of Tomagong, and I was seeing the result with my own eyes.
– Pair, pair, pair!
“Center of gravity, balance, footwork, everything is perfect.”
“Huh? Dianes!”
After I clapped and gave the passing grade, Atalanta came down with a big smile and greeted me.
“That, that, really?”
“Of course, without knowing anything else, I started to digest Touma Gong almost perfectly. There are still a lot of gaps, but that’s…”
“Speed, you mean speed, right?”
“Yes.”
If Neri’s crimson hair and ruby-green eyes glistening with joy at being recognized were the sea, then this was a beautiful girl with a strong impression reminiscent of flames.
Her first meeting was quite hostile, no, quite bloody.
She was a rare thief who secretly took and swallowed the two demons from my image, and she was a woman who took off her hunter clothes completely and began to feel like a female warrior after being formally trained by me.
“Um…”
“Why? Did you make any mistakes earlier?”
“No, it’s just a bit strange.”
“Are you curious?”
It’s amazing then.
I ate three full meals a day from Cariclo, which provides various nutrients to the high-tanji area, in the practical training of Touma Gong, which is reminiscent of the upper hell of hell.
No matter how natural an anchovy is, if you roll like that for a month, you’ll be as muscular as a bodybuilder. Atalanta’s body was still soft and fluffy.
But if her training didn’t produce any results, that’s absolutely not the case.
Her legs, which became faster day by day, were able to catch up and capture a deer running through the forest.
Because there was no one other than Hercules or me to receive the strong force emanating from her soft limbs.
“It wasn’t because I was taught the Toma Gong, but because I absorbed the essence…”
Toomagong is a martial art that has reached the extreme of external martial arts, and it was normal when it was naturally covered with muscles all over the body.
This is because the muscles of the whole body are strengthened like a drum stroke, and the extreme external work engraved on the body and mind as if casting iron while being beaten like a bang-tang is, in other words, optimized for making a body as a martial artist.
As for me, the first thing I trained to build a body in my previous life was Tumagong, so the effect was outstanding. Perhaps because Atalante had a different teaching method, her beauty and curves remained the same, but her strength was incomparable to any other hero. Was that powerful.
A miracle woman who would scream that she was a fraud if many female masters heard it, that was a woman called Atalanta.
“Isn’t that a good thing anyway?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm!”
As if proud of my words, Atalanta spread her chest and smiled, showing off her wild beauty like a successful lioness.
My hand went out first without realizing it, as I saw a wild animal proud of its strength and beauty that others couldn’t dare surpass.
“Huh?”
“You’re covered in sweat.”
As she slowly wiped the beads of sweat hanging from her burnt neck and chin like morning dew, the scent of a woman, somewhere thick and sensuous, tickled her nose.
“hehehe~ Cool~”
Seeing him purr and leave his face at my touch, I smiled and carefully wiped his face with a towel.
The beautiful body of a female warrior who slowly approached each time her hand touched it grew in that instant and gave off the scent of a woman, not a girl.
Instinctive body odor that drives men crazy, moist skin glistening with appetizing colors, red eyes sparkling with vitality and color,
And even the negligence of a beautiful woman who draws eyes to the man’s sad instincts.
Even as she was wearing a very revealing Greek novice, Atalanta’s breasts were exposed, and the sight of her dewdrops flowing over her ever-growing fruits of sin was dizzying. .
“Hmm… It’s so wet here too… Can you wipe it off?”
“Huh…”
Even this beautiful beast is driving people crazy.
She knew only too well how to use her weapon to lethal force anytime, anywhere.
The female hunter, who was like a wild animal running amok with excessive fighting spirit and anger, has become a fighter who has learned how to control herself and use it fatally.
“…Where did the hunter who jumped at me to die in the first meeting go?”
“Extreme!”
However, looking at Atalanta, who collapsed in an instant with a single shot I threw with a smile, she was still a step above me.