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EP.24. [Staying at an Inn with Sister♥]5
'I can't do it because it's too unfair.'
After washing Jeanne, Eugene carefully dried her body with a towel and laid her on the bed.
Then he washed Jeanne's leather combat uniform and underwear,
as well as his own clothes and upper underwear,
and hung them up to dry in a breezy spot.
Then, looking down at Jeanne sleeping soundly on the bed,
he felt a momentary sense of relief at completing his mission.
However, soon an explosive feeling of unfairness welled up in his heart.
'I can't masturbate because it's too unfair. I don't want to deal with such a shameful act. My penis is just too pitiful.'
Eugene Schneider felt sorry for his huge penis.
Even after doing laundry for an hour and hanging it up,
and spraying air freshener to get rid of the vomit smell in the room,
Eugene's huge penis, which had become fully erect because of Jeanne, showed no signs of dying down.
It was Eugene's massive penis that had been madly loved, grasped in the bare hands of Jeanne, whom Sophia had called a once-in-a-lifetime beauty.
The thing had reached an extreme state of arousal.
In terms of masturbation, it would take ejaculating about two or three times
to calm down from this level of arousal.
Imagining doing that alone in the bathroom made Eugene feel wronged.
Getting an erection was unavoidable, but why did that damn Jeanne have to touch it so much and arouse him like this?
No matter how he thought about it, this didn't seem like a trial and emotion he should have to deal with alone.
'Whether that person's mental state breaks down when they wake up tomorrow or not, fuck it, I don't know, I'm just going to sleep like this.'
After trembling with indignation for about an hour, Eugene Schneider's choice was revenge.
Rather than seeking sleep by killing his penis through the catharsis of ejaculation,
he chose to fall into a sweet sleep anticipating tomorrow morning when just revenge would be achieved through shared responsibility.
'I'm already getting sleepy. Jeanne's mental breakdown is flashing before my eyes like a panorama.'
So Eugene fell asleep lying spread-eagled, exposing the tent in his lower body caused by his arousal.
"Log... Eugene's penis log... I did such a thing with my little brother..."
As a result, the joint liability invoice Eugene had issued was delivered
quickly and safely to Jeanne, who woke up early in the morning in bed.
Accepting the invoice and confirming that the memories that had just surfaced in her mind were true,
Jeanne, with a crazed expression like Eugene Schneider at dawn,
muttered gibberish while staring at her little brother's huge erect tent.
"..."
Swish...!
Jeanne did this for about 10 minutes.
Then she slowly turned her head and looked at Eugene's face, sleeping contentedly.
Rustle...!
Then she looked around at other parts of the room as well.
'That Eugene... He washed and hung up my leather combat uniform and even my underwear, and sprayed air freshener to get rid of the vomit smell,'
She was sensing traces of her little brother Eugene, who had diligently cleaned up after her the night before.
'What, and he even washed my hair.'
Sniff! Sniff! Sniff!
At that moment, as Jeanne sniffed,
she felt another scent stimulating her nose while focusing on the room freshener fragrance.
After washing Jeanne's body and suffering from regret for a while, Eugene
suddenly thought there might be vomit smell in Jeanne's hair too, so he washed it.
The method was a mechanism he had learned while on the pilgrim's path,
washing hair with Minerva leaves.
Travelers in this world use the herb Minerva leaves soaked in water for simple hair washing
to offset the poor shower facilities in remote areas.
Eugene had Minerva leaves in his pants pocket along with high-grade alchemical air freshener,
so he immediately washed Jeanne's hair with it without hesitation.
Jeanne also knew the use of Minerva leaves from her mercenary life,
so she recognized the Minerva leaf scent coming from her hair and figured out what Eugene had done for her.
"Phew..."
Then Jeanne let out a deep sigh.
The feeling of that sigh didn't seem to be from mental breakdown,
or from regret hitting her.
It was somewhat of an open-hearted look,
'All sorts of things happen in mercenary work, but to have my mental state shaken by experiencing this level of situation, I'm really something.'
Despite the awkward situation, her little brother Eugene Schneider had shown a responsible attitude to the end,
and as Jeanne fully felt that image, she found herself pathetic for having her mental state so shaken just from touching each other's genitals.
Of course, by normal standards it would be natural to freak out,
but the mercenary world the two were involved in was not a place to be judged by average standards.
The level of messiness and crudeness was, without exaggeration, almost at the level of the animal kingdom.
Wasn't Jeanne living with the position of captain in such a world?
Moreover, it was Jeanne herself who had dragged her little brother Eugene Schneider into this field.
Yet just from touching each other's genitals a bit, she had shown a flustered appearance like a rookie mercenary.
Thinking she hadn't shown a mature image at all as a captain or older sister, Jeanne was severely scolding herself.
'On the other hand, my brother Eugene was really cool yesterday. He stood in for his sister and protected her dream, won victory and saved face for our mercenary group. And he even took care of the unconscious captain. So what's the problem with Eugene's current appearance? It's just too admirable.'
Having that thought, the sight of her little brother in his underwear with his huge erect penis
seemed not sinful or obscene to sister Jeanne, but rather admirable, reliable, and even grateful.
After such a splendid performance at the mercenary tavern,
her little brother Eugene had even meticulously cleaned up the mess Jeanne had made.
Even Jeanne herself thought Eugene must have been quite troubled at dawn.
In other words, objectively evaluating her little brother Eugene Schneider's current appearance,
it would be fair to judge that he was rightfully enjoying the natural rights that came from doing 200% of his job.
Smile...!
As she suddenly had such positive thoughts,
a smile spread across Jeanne's lips.
Then she gazed for a while at Eugene Schneider, still fast asleep.
'That aspect makes me feel really good as an older sister and captain.'
At that moment, Jeanne's warm smile turned slightly bitter.
Human worries and discomforts
don't leave such voids empty for long when one or two out of many disappear.
Something else soon fills that empty space.
This is especially true in complex human relationships.
Jeanne and Eugene have that kind of relationship.
As the previous change of heart made uncomfortable points disappear,
something else was already gently scratching at Jeanne's temperament in her heart.
'I was moaning and didn't know what to do, but that Eugene guy, even though he got an erection, was like a wooden block.'
It was pride as a beautiful woman.
Jeanne herself had let out feminine moans while Eugene touched her breasts and washed her vagina.
She had repeatedly made coquettish sounds opposite to her usual image, like a weak female.
On the other hand, while Eugene had clearly gotten fully erect from being aroused by Jeanne's body,
when Jeanne recalled his expression in her memory, rather than looking pleased as a male, he seemed ascetic like a monk.
No, beyond that dimension, it felt like weariness from overwork,
a boredom of wanting it to end quickly.
'I feel bad, I don't like it, is it because I don't reciprocate? I was also quite an object of envy in the empire, no less than my older sister or younger sister.'
She knew Eugene didn't see her as a woman, but didn't think it would be to this extent.
She thought that even if nothing happened when they were naked and locked up together, once there was skinship, it couldn't be guaranteed.
Why?
Because Jeanne d'Arc de Sel Orléans was that amazing of a woman.
She wasn't the type to brag about it, but
she was an incredible woman who couldn't help but know it herself.
'This guy sleeping like this must be his own form of protest. Then I should do some protesting too.'
Chak...!
With a feeling like a woman miserably rejected from the bedroom,
the naked Jeanne made an expression beyond annoyance to anger as she sat down next to Eugene Schneider under the bed.
A compensatory psychology was stirring after vaguely realizing she wasn't seen as a woman and having it blatantly confirmed to her face.
Since Eugene was also lying spread-eagled with his penis fully erect as if he didn't care if Jeanne herself saw,
Jeanne thought the stage was set and took a position to fulfill that compensatory psychology.
'I'll make his face melt with pleasure like the mercenaries having sex on the street. Semen, yes, I'll even make him ejaculate if I have to.'
Thud! Thud!
After kneeling down next to Eugene,
Jeanne grasped the top of Eugene Schneider's underwear where space had been created by the huge erect tent.
Her intention was to remove this shell and stimulate Eugene's penis
to make him writhe in pleasure like a proper male.
Jeanne even imagined Eugene finally ejaculating.
In the early days of Jeanne's mercenary life,
she also couldn't help but frequently witness mercenaries enjoying sex in alleyways at night.
But those mercenaries didn't refuse having their sex watched.
Because the voyeur was Jeanne, a woman, not a man.
Rather, for them she was probably a golden goblin filling their dopamine.
Of course, thanks to that, Jeanne was able to fill her sexual knowledge without experience.
The mercenaries' faces melting in pleasure that she saw then,
she would draw out that expression on Eugene's face too.
Swoosh!
Under that spiteful determination,
Jeanne pulled down Eugene's underwear that was precariously hanging on the tip of his huge penis,
Boing...!!!
As a result, Eugene Schneider's massive penis
sprang up displaying its elastic vigor and revealed its valiant appearance.
Facing such an enormous flesh, Jeanne, who had already eagerly prepared to go on the offensive, immediately,
'Huh...!!! W-what is this!!!!'
Far from pouncing, she froze with a shocked face.
'How is it so big!! Eugene's penis is really like a log!! A horse penis! It's like a horse penis!!'
There was no comparison between just touching it with her hands and seeing it directly with her eyes.
It was on a completely different level, as they say.
Eugene's penis size was so far beyond normal standards that it reminded one of a horse penis,
so it was even more so from virgin Jeanne's perspective.
'The ones I've seen on mercenaries were usually about this big? But if Eugene's is this size, isn't it almost twice as big? Is this right???'
Jeanne traced her memories
and roughly averaged the sizes of erect penises she had seen on mercenaries so far.
It came to a bit over half a hand span by her hand's measure.
When she compared that directly to Eugene's erect penis, it was about twice the difference.
So the length of Eugene's erect penis, that thing was a whopping 26cm.
'Wow... So this is what a man's penis looks like... I couldn't see the details in the dark before, but oh... It's so gross...'
After marveling at the size, Jeanne soon began to indulge in more detailed observations.
The penis head reminiscent of a turtle's head,
On Eugene's penis shaft as thick as a log,
Veins that could be called pipelines without exaggeration were stuck all over.
And the appearance of the front prostate area of the penis shaft
Reminded one of the throat of a legendary ultimate villain dragon.
From virgin Jeanne's perspective, it could be defined as the raw, gross appearance of Eugene's erect penis.
'B-but for some reason it's stimulating... I'm curious what kind of expression he'd make if I touched this thing...'
But sexual feelings are truly mysterious,
so that grossness is instead converted into stimulation.
Of course, the grossness given by Eugene Schneider's large penis
is possible because it's not a feeling of disgust, but one given by its overwhelming nature.
Dopamine was already exploding in her head as she imagined how this overwhelming thing would writhe in pleasure when playing with her feminine charms.
'Eugene's balls are big too. Thinking about swinging them around like those mercenaries makes me really blush.'
The weather was mild, so Eugene's balls were hanging loosely as if showing off their massive physique.
While looking at the prostate area, feeling that the force of her little brother Eugene Schneider's balls was also not insignificant,
Jeanne kept letting out admiring exclamations mixed with jeers.
'Damn, it's so amazing I'm suddenly getting nervous... I'm really an amazing woman...'
Swish...! Rustle...!
Gulp!
Jeanne finally extended both her hands towards Eugene's penis shaft.
She seemed intimidated by the majesty of Eugene's large penis, gulping and shrinking back.
The amazing woman Jeanne truly had her pride hurt.
'Okay, I've got it!'
Squeeze...!♥ Grasp...!♥
However, Jeanne is a woman with enough drive to create a mercenary group at 21 years old.
So she didn't let that intimidation consume her and finally grasped Eugene's huge erect penis as if grabbing a snake by the neck.
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