Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

The captain then just stopped avoiding me openly.

But the gooseness is still alive.

When I go to my room, I look like I'm in trouble, and when I tell her I like her, I only rarely see her.

Thoroughly that instead of touching it, you won't get close within a meter radius.

That's why I'm so hard to get involved.

Nature and the number of visits to the captain's private room decreased.

It's fine as it is, I don't know what you think.

But you can't help it.

How am I supposed to get close to being rejected so easily?

Maybe you don't believe me because of my personality and what I've said and done so far.

Then I'll just have to build trust, little by little.

One day, as the captain will take my word for it.

... It's so hard, this situation.

Nevertheless, if you look at each other, you'll just stick with the public discourse, which is still better than being avoided.

They said they wanted to take care of it, and I think they preferred it.

I don't know if it's romantic emotion.

Somehow like a life kill, every day like that.

The change came abruptly.

I was kind of weak that morning and didn't get myself into work.

Even if you give me instructions, I can't understand you just saying it once.

Even though I was at work, I was blurred and my hands stopped.

It was also kind of hard to move and I almost fell a few times.

Still managed to get a lunch break and I went for the captain's private room.

For some reason, asexually, I missed the captain.

Yeah, I felt like I had to see you, like that.

Recently, the captain doesn't even have to be in his room for breaks.

But I don't know where the other captain is.

It's not as thick as letting the office storm you.

I just have to go somewhere where there's a chance I'll see you at all, but I can't do it right now.

Step by step and approach the captain's room.

That foothold may be quite dangerous to see the reaction of a different person.

As my head blurs, so does the feeling of my feet on the floor.

It's like your body is pompous and warm, rather hot enough to want to take your clothes off right now.

As far as I can tell, I'm not feeling well.

I thought so somewhere else like HR.

"I want to……"

Without the strength to knock, I went into the captain's private room.

I can see the captain circling his eyes.

"What's up?

The captain rushes over, but stops about two steps before me.

That was sad, and I jumped from myself into the captain's chest.

I may have been avoided usually, but I guess the captain also noticed how strange I am right now.

I was flustered, so maybe I thought I should support you.

"My body is hot."

As I say, I turn myself over to the captain.

It passes over the cloth, I feel lower than I do.

I wish I could have done this all the time.

"Do you have a fever?

The captain touches his neck, supporting me.

As Zowa. I tremble my body.

It wasn't ticklish or anything so raw and gentle.

Yes, if you say so...... pleasure.

"That's hot."

I slowly realized to the captain's words, yes, he was gauging the fever with his neck.

I think I've heard it's more accurate than my forehead because it has thick blood vessels.

"Touch me more"

That's what I said and looked up to the captain.

I watched blurry as the captain looked surprised and then gradually gave me a bitter look.

I wonder if you can touch me, Captain.

Though I feel so good.

"You..."

"Hih!

My fingers peel through my neck muscles.

It's hard for me to stand.

Make sure to bring it to the captain to balance.

A thick, gusty finger touches the clavicle.

I even react to arms that just support my hips.

I was sick and shallow breathing from the beginning, but now I was more disturbed breathing.

Oh, me, I'm feeling it.

I have myself convinced that somewhere.

That's crazy, it's usually not supposed to be this far.

I don't think you should have taken Ecstasy.

I wonder if you're insatiable, me.

"Damn, how much patience do you have to test?"

The captain's sigh faintly tickles his ear.

That just makes me feel weird, so maybe I'm genuinely weird.

I know what's bothering you.

But I can't do anything about the sentiment that I like the captain and the desire that the captain touch me.

"No, I don't think so."

"Oh, you did. You just want to feel better."

I'm not trying my patience. I'm just being honest with you about what I thought.

Yet the captain says such terrible things.

It's not the same, Captain. It's not everyone's problem.

"Don't say it like a jerk ~"

"No?

"Ugh, I can't deny it..."

Well, I guess I like what feels good.

I wonder if anyone would be with that. Is it not?

"For now, sit down"

The captain keeps my back and takes me to the couch.

Sitting on the couch and taking a breath, then I shake my neck.

"Isn't it more of a bed?

"... I have no reason"

If you're the captain, you're going to carry me to bed, just like you put me to sleep drunk.

That's what I thought and asked, said the captain with a rare face.

You don't have to be rational.

Even though sleeping with me is going to make me feel better about this illness.

Of course, "Sleep With Me" is a deep read.

The captain touches my neck and chin, measures my pulse, and peeks into my eyes.

It thrills me every time I'm touched, and I bother.

My body overreacts because it feels too good, like my whole body has become a sexy zone.

Something like a whisper is about to come out, and gradually my body is losing strength.

"You don't seem sick. Did you even eat something weird or something specific to the spiritual guest?"

"May you only eat what has been served..."

Answering that, I was brought to the captain on his knees in front of me.

I can't help but be hot and hot.

Looks like your whole body is suing you for touching the captain.

"Captain, touch me."

Whispering in his ear, the captain shook his body tingly.

"No more teething"

"You don't have to hold your teeth."

"I told you I wouldn't hold you"

"Ignore that"

To my words, the captain exhales a deep and long sigh.

Then suddenly he held me up, and I turned my eyes.

When your vision is back, on the bed.

Oh, seriously, reason flies? Successful colour tricks?

The captain fumbled at me as I was overwhelmed with pleasant surprises.

...... hmm? Aren't you in bed?

"Keep quiet."

Pompom, and the captain's palm comes down on his head.

I don't care what you think, it's not colorful.

Gentle plush, like putting a child to sleep.

"I don't want to."

Pulled the futon up to my mouth, and that's what I said.

I like you so much, Captain, you don't get it.

I'm telling you it all started with a physical relationship.

Or is it this kind of response because I realize the bottom line of wanting you to like me one day?

Hopeless, I wonder.

Yeah, my body's hot already, and the captain's just sweet, and I'm dying to cry.

"Rest in the afternoon. I'll tell the head user."

My head as I say, gentle hands.

All these days, it hasn't come close within a meter radius.

Is that it? Because I am not feeling well, is it a special service now?

When you feel better, will you stop touching me again?

Then I'll stay sick.

I'm unhappy that you won't get your hands on me, but I don't like being distanced any more.

Please, Captain. Don't turn me down.