Chapter 103 - 103. Immorality

My ears were wide open, but I couldn't hear what Jetto and the guards were talking about.

My nerves were focused only on... Jetto's lower body.

It was what he had seen in the sauna, and had caught his eye every time through the memories of the ice sculptures.

However, Jetto was not wearing a towel like last time, so it was well covered by his pants, but the silhouette was vaguely visible.

It was more painful not being able to see clearly.

My vicious imagination was drawing pictures in my head.

Heat was rising in his face.

But it was the first time since I was with Jeto at the inn that my head felt like it would explode.

"Huh... Huh..."

As my head grew farther away, it was difficult to even breathe properly, and my breathing became rough.

A security guard holding a lantern and looking inside Jetto's dark room soon approaches Jetto.

The time when I was thinking about whether I should hold my breath.

As if we were still talking, the guard's voice came first.

"...Yes. It's because there are so many cases of noble ladies playing with fire. I heard that Zeto cadets are popular with the female cadets..."

The security guard, who had been glancing at Jeto, is speechless.

"Haha, popularity. That's too much to say. So... Amon reported it?"

Could it be because the guards came closer?

Jetto said that calmly and quietly pushed his chair toward the back of the table, towards me.

I was well aware that he was trying to hide me from the guards, but Jetto, who was sitting in the chair, had his legs apart, so my face ended up between his legs.

Now Jeto's 'it' was right in front of my nose.

"Yeah, so I was circling around a bit. Amon cadet is in the next room, maybe?"

"Yes. I will."

"Originally, I don't do things like this too well, but after Yorpang, we've seen swearing."

The guards were very talkative.

I think I looked around the room enough, but their conversation showed no signs of ending.

Thanks to that, I stayed in this state for a few more minutes.

I quietly swallowed the saliva in my mouth.

I could feel the whole process of saliva slowly going down my throat.

It felt like all the senses in my body had become more sensitive.

He was also in a position where he could touch his nose even if he lowered his head a little.

I desperately tried to hold on to my sanity.

It seemed that if I made a mistake, I would bury my face in Zeto's lower body.

"Write..."

I took a deep breath to match Jeto's voice as he answered the guard's words.

Still, you have to take a break.

Tried to trick me like that, but I wasn't fooled.

This was a very blatant act.

It was because I wanted to smell the 'smell', the 'smell of Zeto'.

My brain sucked in the smells around me through my nose and thoroughly analyzed them.

There was nothing very special.

Whatever the case, Jetto was wearing pants, and the smell was the usual soapy scent of washed clothes.

"Ha..."

He took a deep breath and exhaled.

Even though it smelled like nothing special.

My whole body was tingling, and then my body trembled.

'...Kaen, aren't you really crazy?'

The reaction of my body gave me goosebumps.

In this situation where Jeto was trying to hide me, I was trying to smell him somehow.

I always did.

I'm mistaken every time, and I'm having delusions that would be rude to him... Even recently, I've been going through his body, recalling past memories through pieces of ice.

Jetto was friendly. He was kind and dependable.

He had such a deep trust that he could have his back in the middle of a battle.

He took good care of me

Even if I behaved uncontrollably and caused trouble to him, he never said anything bitter to me.

Jetto has always treated me kindly.

'And yet I...'

...Okay.

I had to admit it now.

I am Zeto's body.

I wanted to covet his body.

Suddenly, the image of Cadet Eisel holding Jeto's hand comes to mind.

...I was different from her.

Even though there was no love in my relationship with Jeto, let alone even a proper friendship, I was darkly trying to covet his body.

I knew something was very wrong with this.

I was a bad person

Actually, Jetto had no interest in my body.

This was a fact that I realized through my work at the inn.

I wanted to bow my head in guilt, but I couldn't even lower my head.

When I lower my head, my face touches something of his.

This was the last conscience and goodness left to me.

It was a time when I was stiffening my neck, which was staggering to keep the line as much as possible.

A guard talking to Jeto has his doubts.

"...But why are you sitting at the table?"

Judging from the security guard's posture, his eyes seemed to be on the table where Jetto was sitting, where I was hiding.

As I looked earlier, there was nothing on the table.

Maybe Jetto, sitting around an empty table and having a conversation, seemed a bit awkward.

I curled up as best I could.

Soon, Jeto opens his mouth.

"Oh, that's... I had a lot of work today. I was resting. I haven't washed up yet to go to bed... Haha."

At the same time, Jetto naturally leaned back into the chair and pushed his legs further into the table.

At last.

Have reached

Crossed the line. It wasn't my will.

His face was buried between his legs.

'...I reached it.'

It was touching the bridge of his nose.

The sudden contact cuts the rope that I was barely holding on to.

I thought I was committing a big sin, but I felt good without knowing why.

Guilt was turning into immorality.

Regret and self-reproach as pleasure or pleasure.

It was very stimulating.

Now... I don't know.

I took the strength off the neck that was standing straight.

ㅡPock.

He completely buried his face.

"Uh..."

Jetto's shriek, tinged with bewilderment, reached my ears.

I didn't care.

'I endured as much as I could...'

...I decided to be a little brazen.

Soon, the security guard responds to Jeto's shriek.

"Why? Have you forgotten something?"

"Write..."

"Oh, um... Nothing. Rather, since you've been through my room, shouldn't you be going to look at the other room?"

"Ha..."

The sound of their conversation drowns out my rough breathing.

I had to endure it, but I couldn't.

The body was reacting.

When I buried my face in it, the smell was different.

A strong smell that was different from the scent that the clothes I had smelled earlier.

His keen sense of smell caught it without missing it.

'This... The smell of Zeto...'

As if it had become an animal.

It's as if she's become a female who can't stand her senses at the smell of a male.

I couldn't stop.

It was very instinctive.

Living with her grandfather, she grew up not as a woman, but as a full-fledged prosecutor.

I just liked being cool, and I liked being strong.

Until now, there was no interest in the creature called man.

Not a man, but a prosecutor or not.

If it's a swordsman, isn't your swordsmanship excellent?

That was until I met Jeto.

But after she meets Jeto, she continues to become self-aware when she sees him with him.

In the end... That I am also a woman.

Although she couldn't see Zeto's face right now, his kind smile passed through her mind.

While the guard was answering Jeto's words, his words hung down again, and his chatter began again.

Was he originally such a talkative person?

It didn't matter.

What's important now is...

...That something touching his face was swelling.

'Zetto...?'

Eyes wide open.

'What... Size...'

In the memory of the ice sculpture, it was not visible due to the misty steam of the sauna, so unfortunately, I had to fill the rest with delusion.

But now, through the face he was touching, he could feel it properly.

I was a bit confused, but I quickly understood what had happened.

Unknowingly, rubbing her face had irritated him.

This was proof that Jetto was also a healthy adult male after all.

Besides, he had no sharp senses.

Even a small stimulus... It might have been a big stimulus for him.

Be a stimulus

It was the same for me.

Unbeknownst to me, my hand was pointing down.

'I must be really crazy... Please...'

His kind smile flickers in front of my eyes, and soon it hits me like a high wave of immorality.

My face was hot.

I couldn't tell if it was the heat on my face or the heat radiating from Zeto.

'It's so... Hot...'

I couldn't think of anything anymore.

My head was completely filled with Zeto.

It felt like my eyes would roll over.

I couldn't breathe properly.

Even so, my hand didn't stop and went down...

...Soon, my vision went black.

***

The guards were very talkative.

That was about the same level as when I first met Sierra.

It might have been because my job was my job, so I didn't have many people to talk to on a regular basis.

Rather than that, what was the matter with hearing a woman's voice?

I thought the soundproofing was good.

Even we had a quiet conversation.

I didn't even talk to Kaen that much.

At this rate, it might not be Kaen, but another cadet who actually brought a girl.

Anyway... I sensed things were going badly and somehow sent the guards back.

I couldn't help either.

The posture was the posture, and this is because it was very stimulating to me.

But thanks to that, Kaen didn't get caught.

'I wanted to go through an embarrassing situation because my body reacted first...'

Kaen, who was under the table... Collapsed in an awkward posture, seemed to be asleep without a slight movement.

'Somehow, he hit her face all of a sudden.'

It was surprising but fortunate that she could sleep in that position.

Well, she was late too... Caen was a lot of sleep.

However, Sierra's reaction was strange.

[My, disciple... This, this child is sure to harm you...! ]

"Why are you doing that...?"

From what she looked at, Kaen didn't do anything particularly strange. Wasn't it just that her breathing became rough because she was hiding something strange?

[That... That can't be said...]

Scratching her head, I put Sierra behind her, covering her mouth with her sleeve, and approached Caen, who was lying face down, and wrapped my arms around her legs and neck.

She wasn't particularly heavy.

Caen was carefully laid on her bed.

'I think it was like this last time...'

I pulled a chair near the bed and sat down. It was the second time this happened after Eisel, so it felt familiar.

[ ...Joy. You sleep well. ]

Sierra, who was staring intently at Kaen lying on her bed, turned her head and came closer to her.

She was yawning, probably because the Shady on top of her head had eaten up a lot of her life force all at once.

Sierra leaned on her shoulder and stroked my cheek.

Then, she hears Kaen's drool talking in her bed.

"...I... I... I'll take responsibility..."

...Kaen seems to be having strange dreams again.

***

"...Uh."

As soon as I opened my eyes, I quickly stood up on the unfamiliar ceiling.

Before I could take a good look around, I heard a familiar voice in my ear.

"Are you awake?"

Zeto, who was sitting in a chair with his arms crossed, tilted his head.

"So, are you asleep? Me?"

"Yes. You must have been very sleepy. I had no choice but to sleep in my bed. Oh, I didn't get caught, so you can rest assured."

With Jeto's explanation that followed, I managed to grasp the situation. In fact, it was more accurate to say that he was not asleep, but that he had lost his mind.

It was similar to what happened at the inn.

Once again, Jetto did not touch me, who was defenseless.

He lent me his bed without being angry again.

"...Sorry."

I lowered my head and murmured softly.

"Haha, it's okay. Nothing happened, so that's fine."

Jetto's bright laughter made me feel deeply guilty.

She also said that she was sorry for taking the bed from him, but that wasn't the only thing.

A woman named me... Had another terrible dream against such a kind Jeto.

A vague dream lingered in my head, causing my face to heat up.

I had to restrain myself, but it wasn't easy.

"As for information... I'll let you know as soon as it comes in. Don't be in too much of a hurry. I've heard that the movement hasn't been unusual lately."

Jetto finished talking about what he couldn't finish last night.

"...All right."

I nodded and got out of bed.

"Cadet Jetto, I'm sorry about yesterday."

I apologized sincerely to him before leaving the room. It was because I was sober.

"Well, that's about it. We're sharing a secret."

"While sharing a secret..."

At that moment as he was repeating Jeto's words, he had a question. Kim wanted to confirm that this had happened.

"I'm curious... What kind of person is Cadet Eisel to Cadet Zeto?"

"What kind of person are you..."

At my question, Jetto touched his chin.

Soon after, his mouth opens.

"...A friend, a precious person."

Important person.

It was an ambiguous expression.

Does that mean you're not even a lover?

"...Then."

Unintentionally, those words came out of his mouth.

At this, Jeto tilts his head.

I didn't even want to check...

'Okay, Kaen! Keep going!'

The meaning of his grandfather's words he had heard then was still unknown.

But one thing is certain: there will be no progress at all.

"...Well, what about me...?"

Without even looking at Jeto, I tightly closed his eyes and asked.

Then, Jeto's voice comes from behind.

He answered without even thinking.

"He's a colleague you can count on... And a precious person as well."

The corners of his mouth went up because the words he spoke softly felt like firm sincerity, not just words from his mouth.

That's it.

It seemed like I could approach him without hesitation.

"...I-I'll go."

Before leaving, I turned around and caught Jeto's eyes one last time.

Still kind, he was smiling at me.

After leaving the room, I closed the door and immediately leaned against the door to cover my flushed face with the palm of my hand.

"Huh..."

It's because as soon as I left the room, the bad things I had done in this room flashed through my mind.

First of all... I think I need to change my underwear.