A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 375: Flashback Room – Esq Defeat (1) *

●●Month ○○ Day. Clear.

It's been a while since I met Flora and Jones.

How long has it been since the three childhood friends got together? It seems like several years have passed.

Flora was still small and cute.

If I say it's small, I'll get upset, so I won't say that out loud.

However, when you stroke its long pink hair that goes down to its waist, it tells you not to treat it like a child, but its happy expression closes its eyes and enjoys being stroked, which is really cute.

It feels like dealing with a slightly larger cat?

When I asked her how she was doing these days, she said she was busy preparing for her wedding recently.

Who dares take our Flora? Without my permission? What kind of bastard are you?

When I asked him that, he seemed a little scared. I guess I was too excited.

Fortunately, Flora was not getting married, but her older sister, Justi, was preparing to get married.

Yusti is getting married. Still, she thought she had come.

Because Yusti was always popular.

I remember that whenever a festival was held in the village, the village men always flocked to dance with them.

Those big breasts and kind eyes. I think I would have fallen in love even if I were a guy.

She, who I liked a long time ago (it's erased, so I can't read it properly), also confessed to me that she likes Yusti.

Joy. It's ugly. Justi After her older sister gets married, she won't accept even if you cry and ask her out. Her heart has already given up.

Anyway, since this is their first time preparing for a wedding, everyone says they are busy but happy. Thank goodness.

And when I asked how Jones was doing, he said he had joined a vigilante group and was learning how to use a sword from his brother Keren.

Because Keren is strong enough to serve as the village's vigilante leader. Jones must also be learning properly.

Somehow, he seems a little taller and a little more sturdy than when I saw him before.

Still, there were bruises here and there. Could it be that training as a vigilante is too difficult?

Should I ask Karen to please me a bit? When I asked him, he shook his head and told me not to do that.

I was just worried.

That's what you said, but it's obvious that you're overdoing it.

Next time, I'll have to bring a packed lunch with me to training and take a look.

As we talked together for a while, it was fun because it reminded me of the times we played together when we were kids.

Before we parted ways, I suggested that we go on a picnic together next time.

It was a little difficult to set the time, but I managed to do it somehow.

Did you have any clothes worth wearing for the picnic?

There are a few clothes that come to mind. It might be a little small for me now.

Still, it's been a while since we're gathering on a date. It would be better to pay attention for now. Next time I go to the city, I think I should stop by a clothing store.

I'm already looking forward to our next meeting.

●○Month ◆◆Day. Cloudy and then clear.

Something great happened!

Suddenly it appears and pops! Do. It was amazing. It was scary though.

Umm. It was definitely awesome. I'm trying to write it down, but I'm not sure how to write it.

First, let's use it step by step starting in the morning.

Today was the promised picnic day.

I packed the lunch box I worked so hard to make and headed out to the meeting place.

The meeting place was a forest near the village.

Because the forest in our village is pretty. I'm not saying this because it's our village, but it's gorgeous.

Actually, I've never been to another village's forest.

Still, there is no place as pretty as the forest in our village.

The trees are at a reasonable distance so sunlight shines through the leaves, wild flowers and herbs grow on the ground, and there is a large lake in the middle of the forest.

Unfortunately, it was cloudy in the morning, so we couldn't see the sunlight.

Won't it rain? Feeling a little anxious, I went to the meeting place and Flora was waiting.

Flora also wore a different outfit than usual.

I could tell. This is the coordination done by Aila.

In fact, if you look closely at Flora's clothes, you can easily tell whose outfit she is wearing.

Her clothes, which Flora chose herself, are quite plain. It's not that Flora doesn't have an eye for clothes, but that she doesn't seem to care much when it comes to choosing her own clothes because her older sisters always help her wear them.

Does that mean she has no eyes to see? When I wrote it down, it seemed similar.

The clothes that Yusty chose are generally cute. I feel like she brings out Flora's cuteness to the fullest.

The clothes Eila chose for her were stylish. The coordination that is sensitive to trends and emphasizes the point but is not excessive is truly amazing.

Karen... What. I just won't write it down.

After talking with Flora and waiting for a while, Jones came running in a huff.

However. Oh my god. How is that possible?

Jones was dressed no differently than usual.

And even while sweating profusely!

She said it was because she was participating in vigilante training this morning. Anyway, that's true.

How can you come without dressing up when you have an appointment with two pretty and cute girls like us?

I don't know what to say, but we are also quite popular girls in the village.

I think you may be too comfortable thinking that we are childhood friends.

Still, the picnic had just begun. I didn't want to say anything unpleasant from the start, so I held back.

The picnic was fun.

I walked around the forest and enjoyed the scenery, and when lunch came, I ate a packed lunch in the sunlight in a place where I could see the clear sky.

I made it, but it was really well-made.

Flora Jones also said it was delicious. It was rewarding to wake up early in the morning and be busy cooking.

And I enjoyed swimming in the lake in the middle of the forest.

She took off her clothes and played with the water.

How long has it been since the three of you swam together? It felt like the first time since I was young.

Flora looked at my breasts and was jealous. To be honest, it's hard to say that Flora's breasts are big even with empty words.

Looking at Yusti, she definitely has the potential to become big... She is already an adult, so I don't know if she can grow any further.

And Jones was looking at me and Flora and puffing up his dick.

When I looked at it in the past, it seemed like it was as big as a finger. Now, even if I open it a width wider, my dick is bigger.

Are you getting an erection just looking at our bodies? While teasing Jones, Jones told an interesting story.

In other villages and cities, swimming was done either with clothes on or with men and women doing it separately.

I guess they just made it up as a joke, saying we've never been to another town. Why bother making such distinctions?

It was such a ridiculous story that I laughed for a while.

The incident occurred around that time.

A rustling sound came from the bushes surrounding the lake, and a goblin appeared!

The terrifying green monster puffed up the hideous object from its crotch and ate it upon seeing us.

Those eyes were clearly targeting us.

It was an evil look that threatened to rape her on this spot, drag her away, and use her as a pregnancy bag.

I trembled with fear. How did you manage to hold Flora in your arms?

Her legs didn't move.

She thought in her head that she should run away right away, but her body seemed frozen and did not listen.

I never thought I'd meet a goblin in a place like this.

The moment I closed my eyes in fear, Jones came forward.

Jones, now bigger and more muscular than before, bravely stepped forward and swung a nearby tree branch to chase away the goblin!

The goblin, who had been targeting us until the end, was finally beaten by Jones and left her alone.

Then, Jones turned to us and asked if we were okay, like an adventurer from an old story, King # (the letters are crossed out so hard to read).

After that, the picnic was in vain, and we returned to the village. Still, it was fortunate that no one was hurt.

What would have happened to him without Jones? I probably wouldn't even be writing this diary right now.

Next time, I'll have to bring some food to the vigilantes as a thank you.

If you join the vigilante group, you can meet Jones who is training, right?

What kind of food does Jones like? In the past, he liked grilled meat wrapped in moonshine leaves, but he may still be the same now.

What should I wear?

It looks like there was a dress left that was worth wearing. I think he got his chest stuck the other day and was trying to fix it.

First, I have to look through my closet.

If I had known this would happen, I would have bought more pretty clothes the last time I shopped in the city.

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"No. Crazy."

I was reading the diary on my desk and ended up closing the book.

I ended up saying some harsh words, but honestly, I think this should be overlooked.

Fuck. What is this?

When I started the reminiscence room, there was no humiliation that I expected, only a diary, so I said something, but I had no idea that they would humiliate me mentally in this way.

This. Me?

It's just a story about an ordinary village girl who falls in love with her childhood friend after seeing his manly side.

It felt like my face was going to be on fire for me to see a female moving like that.

What is a village, and what is a vigilante group? Goblins are depicted as terrifying monsters from hell. No, who is Jones in the first place?

It was confusing, but I was still able to roughly guess what was going on.

This was a doll game.

A doll play played with our bodies by Esq, a succubus queen with the ability to manipulate people's bodies at will.

In reality, it had no meaning who had what relationship with whom. In this doll game, the human relationship that Eskew decided upon was the real relationship.

Just as it was decided that me, Flora, and a man named Jones, who I don't even know, were childhood friends.

However, when this happens, one question arises.

I haven't read it all yet, but this is someone who is never mentioned in the diary.

What happened to Asil?