We went up to the bedroom. Sheila immediately threw off her workout clothes. While I had seen her in them several times, this was the first where I sensed distaste. Add that to a request for a dressy restaurant and you get a sense of lingering dirt. Who or what had made Sheila feel sleazy? It was at that point that I noticed that Sheila was wearing her corset. The strings were loose, but I could fix that for now.I told Sheila to grab a door frame. I carefully drew her already tiny waist even smaller. Then I put my hands to her waist and lifted her. I finally had her attention. It was only a few steps to my desk, which had a chair pulled out. I carried her there and stuck my foot on the chair. Not giving her time to anticipate me, I lowered Sheila to my knee and put my hand on on her upper back to keep her there. My other hand roughly shoved her panties down, then gave her three good swats on each cheek. Sheila never made a sound. When I set her on her feet, she winked at me. I will. An embarrassed laugh made both of them glance up in surprise. It came from where the doorway of the cell had been.“Ahaha, sorry about that. I think I overdid it a bit.” A girl was standing there.Eigis guessed she’d used some spell to keep hidden, or he’d have noticed her earlier, even while busy eating. She had short, curly brown hair under a helmet and looked so similar to Hiryu that he assumed they were siblings. She was dressed for battle, covered in a purple and green coat, and in her arms were all the pieces of her brother’s armor. She dropped them all with an astonishing crash that made the demon wince again, and brushed off her hands briskly.Hiryu looked up. A weak smile curled his mouth despite the incredible amount of pain he was experiencing. “Bells. You’re always so noisy.”“Hi Hiryu. I’m glad to see you’re still alive.” She said, her voice filled with relief, and she smiled. Then she added, rather pityingly, “Mother’s going to kill you for wrecking your armor again.”But.
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