Thus, Roxy and I moved to the living room.
In the living room, the sacred beast Leo was curling in front of the fireplace.
At the corner of the room, there is Jirou the Armadillo.
When Leo saw me he started barking happily and approached me while wagging his tail.
When I pat his head, he begins to lick my hand.
Oh, this guy loves it.
"......"
I sit on the sofa alongside Roxy.
Somehow, she doesn’t want to show her body line too much to me, so she's only wearing a loose dress.
I wonder if she is worried about her body line disappearing.
Even though I think her current figure is attractive enough.
"Roxy?"
"Erm, how was your work? Did it go so well that you came back as scheduled?"
"Haven’t I already said that before?"
It’s unusual for Roxy to be panicking.
What happened to her. And the panicking Roxy is so cute.
Don't tempt me with such a cute reaction.
Although, during the journey there is no such thing that happened,
Feeling a sense of security from having completed my job, it seems my worldly desires have increased.
Anyway, the person who was a little naive suddenly appeared erotic.
As a man-that-you-could-easily-read, I must be careful to not show my desire too much.
Let's just give her some caring words.
All right.
"Err... your stomach has grown quite big, Can I pat it?"
"N, No good!"
Immediate answer.
It’s no good?
W, Well, she is at her delicate time.
"Touching my breasts is also a NO."
I was told ahead.
It seems she already thinks that I want to grope her breast like always.
Well, I can’t deny that.
"Recently, this yellow stuff comes out."
"I see."
Sylphy also experienced that, the sign of breast milk coming.
It could be treated by massaging them, but I can’t do that.
"Well, how about the head?"
When I said that, Roxy moved her head toward me.
I stroke her head.
Her hair is smooth and it feels good in my fingers.
Stomach and chest are a NO go.
But head is good.
I must draw the line first.
I look for a breakthrough at the last minute.
"Ass?"
"...well, that’s alright."
While blushing, Roxy gave me an OK.
Seems to be good.
I stroked without reserve.
Round.
Eh, unsatisfied, no it’s different.
It's not that, it's that of a child.
"Eerrrr... Roxy, I think I could help you as much as possible "
“R, Really? But, you don’t have to overdo it. Aisha could do it, and didn’t Rudi have many things to do? "
"There are indeed a lot of things to do, but, even I understand that a pregnant woman takes priority over those things. I’ll do anything from helping you down the stairs to helping you bathing."
"Eh, bathing!?"
Roxy overreacted to the word bath.
What.
Stomach and chest is a NO, but ass and head is a YES, yet a bath is not good.
Argh.
"It that so... Rudi, so you’d like to help washing me in the bath..."
Oh, I would love it.
Using a cloth or my hands, I would love them both.
But I must be patient and hold myself back when I do, even if I’m a little backed up.
"Rudi... since you will find out about this sooner or later, I need to tell you something. "
"Yes."
As if she resigned, Roxy was facing toward me.
It's a serious face.