Fucked The World Tree
My chest ached.
“…Pervert.”
I never expected to hear such a thing. I went in to ask something about the trial, but what came out of Sansuyu’s mouth was shocking.
Was I treating her too much like a child? Anyway, I had already seen everything, so maybe I was being overly sensitive. That thought crossed my mind. It was not like I could deny the truth, though, so I couldn’t help but feel a little upset.
I had forgotten that Sansuyu was an adult woman. Luckily, there’s a milking machine. She seemed embarrassed, but now I didn’t have to do it manually anymore.
Creak.
I opened the door and entered my room.
In the living room, Bao, who I had tossed onto the bed carelessly yesterday, was sitting on the sofa with a half-asleep expression, brushing her teeth.
Naturally, she was barely dressed. Bao didn’t seem to care that I could see her body.