Chapter 415: I Enter Charlotte’s Skirt and Seek Help by Ass Conduction

Alright.

Just in front of Charlotte the people disappeared.

Now is the chance.

Without being noticed by Dragnov and the noble’s playboy hide there!

’Dura-emo~. Help~.’

’Masaharu-kun is a hopeless guy~. Understood the circumstances. Will have Lil-san cooperate and send special brain waves to the venue people and temporarily take away consciousness.’

’Thank you.’

’Then going. 3, 2, 1...’

...!

Now!

Shun!

I high-speed moved and jumped into the place that is probably the safest in this venue competing for 1 or 2.

With this no one can see my figure and even if noticed no one can come here.

Here is...

Inside Charlotte’s skirt.

On the butt side of the royalty-and-noble-specific fluffy spread extra-large skirt I am crouching as if curling up.

I pressed the face to the right of Charlotte’s modest butt—what wearing modern pants!—and while stroking the left explained the circumstances by ass conduction.

Ass conduction is a mechanism like bone conduction where sound is transmitted by touching.

By rubbing the butt while picturing what I want to convey in the brain Dura-san analyzes the brain waves and translates and transfers the result to Lil and Lil conveys to Charlotte with the skill.

Nadenade, momimomi.

Tsune. Mo-mimomi, nadenade.

(Do not be surprised and listen. The one inside the skirt is me. Masaharu.)

Biku.

Charlotte’s butt is surprised.

That fine vibration is transmitted to my cheek and minute current is sent from the brain to Dura-san and analysis translation and through Lil becomes words and is transmitted to me.

(M-Masaharu?)

(Ah. Now being chased by a man and escaping. Hide for a while.)

(U-umu understood.)

(Thank you.)

(But why can converse?)

(Ass conduction. I can converse by touching the butt.)

(Wh-what how many times will you surprise me!)

Fuu.

Helped.

Successful that the conversation by ass conduction succeeded on the spot. With this can escape from Dragnov and the noble’s playboy whose name I do not know.

Haa. Even so good butt.

Momimomi.

Not too big not too small moderate size.

Not too hard not too soft moderate elasticity.

If spending luxuriously in the royal palace the butt meat seems to sag but not so. When met before was riding a horse and probably exercises to some extent.

Royalty and nobles riding carriages is the image of fantasy manga and in actual medieval Europe there remain several pieces of evidence in modern times that noble children also rode horses. In eras or regions where kneading bread (making the domain people’s food) was the privilege of the lord’s wife rather there was much physical labor and princesses also probably have opportunities to exercise to some extent.

Charlotte’s butt is perfect in size, elasticity, scent.

And above all this underwear.

No longer an exaggeration to call panties.

Probably made of the highest-quality fabric obtainable in this world. Thin and good to the touch and can touch forever.

Regrettable that inside the skirt is dark and cannot look at the pants well.

That is so.

Shining Nipples!

I make the nipples emit light.

Un. Panties. If shining strong light faintly see-through and the skin can be seen through.

Clearly a line different from the drawers I borrowed or the underwear (underwear in the sense of wearing under clothes) that Iria and others wear, pants. That there are pants of this quality in this era is very useful information.

Expensive but someday obtain. The natural-material pants I brought from Japan are insufficient in number and everyone cherishes too much and sometimes does not wear so must make a world where can wear pants more casually...

Kuu even so an erotic butt.

When shifting the pants a little to directly touch the butt meat plump skin appeared.

Because the living standard is good healthy skin? No stains or scars and glossy.

Momimomi. Nadenade. Subesube. Peropero.

(M-Masaharu the man who was searching for you is already gone...)

(Thank you.)

While enjoying the royalty butt my pursuers seem to have left.

However when entering is one thing but when leaving because cannot see the surroundings from me there is a fear of being witnessed by someone. Also a fear of bumping into people.

(Sorry. To go outside will you not move to somewhere without people?)

(U-umu understood... Haa haa...)

What.

Is the brain wave disordered?

Is the ass conduction not perfect?

Charlotte’s voice is rough or hard to hear.

Charlotte started walking.

I so as not to stick out from the skirt gripped Charlotte’s knees and closely adhered as if sandwiching the nose in the butt valley and moved walking small together.

N?

Came out from the hall?

With the sound of the door closing the noise receded.

After a while—

Entered another room?

"C-can come out no problem..."

Because directly spoke no people around.

"Thank you. Helped."

From the moving distance probably a waiting room or rest-room-like place near the hall.

Unlike the buildings I have entered so far bright. Not only fire is lit in the fireplace but originally the walls are white.

Other buildings have the color of the building materials like stone or wood as is and roughly gray or brown and dark. But this room is white and bright as if something is painted.

Many ornaments and staging flashiness.

Practical furniture is about the fireplace and sofa. As expected here is a rest room or waiting room.

Faintly many voices are heard so as expected not that far from the hall.

"That? Charlotte fine?"

Charlotte has a red face and rough breathing.

"No way even though not feeling well hid me?"

I pulled Charlotte’s shoulder who seems painful even standing.

"Hyaa."

"Fine? Rest on the sofa?"

"U-umu."

I guided Charlotte to the sofa and laid down. Or rather there is a sofa in this world. Thought only chest chairs that double as storage boxes.

"Have a fever?"

From the feeling of touching the forehead no fever but...

Do not think the face becomes this red only from the fireplace’s reflection.

"Somehow the body is hot and painful."

"What. Fine? Will touch?"

I gently put the hand on Charlotte’s modest chest.

Dokun, dokun, dokun dokun dokun.

The heartbeat seems fast.

I put the ear on the chest.

Dododododododo!

The heartbeat is even faster.

"Haa haa... Fuaa... Masaharuu..."

Charlotte’s pupils are melting. Consciousness also does not seem firm.

The face is becoming even redder.

This room and the venue are warmer than outside. Because the temperature difference is intense collapsed the condition?

I moved the sofa with Charlotte a little away from the fireplace.

And opened the window a little.

"Probably the room is too hot and the body is exhausted. Wait. Will bring something cold immediately."

I gripped the hand once to encourage Charlotte and left the room.

Let me feed ice cream. If eating something cold and sweet might become energetic.