“Hoohoo...! Whoa...! Whoa...! Whoa...! Eugene, brother... Eugene, brother's new scent...”
The so-called sniff sniff,
Elisabeth de Cel Oblain, 20 years old, with her black hair and alluring beauty,
Despite her unapproachable face, she buried her face in the sweaty underwear of a grown man and started snorting cocaine like crazy.
First of all, the fact that she took Eugene's underwear about ten days ago was simply out of curiosity.
As an adult, getting her brother's underwear was a thief that was too much for her to bear, as she was a die-hard bro-con.
But the smell I felt the moment I returned to my room with it,
The smell of Eugene's damp underwear, which was full of a man's scent, was like a new world opening up for Elizabeth.
Then, shouldn't we take charge of it?
The content smells.
So Elizabeth ended up starting to sniff around at her brother's panties.
“If I don’t indulge in this new scent of yours for even just one day… huuuup…! No, even for half a day, I, Elizabeth, will become depressed, Brother… huuuup…!”
So, once she got hooked, Elizabeth would go all out and from then on, she would go crazy indulging in the smell of Eugene's underwear.
To what extent was it
Even before Eugene left to complete his first quest, Elizabeth was still snorting Eugene's cocaine when she came to his room.
Elizabeth, who had been showing such addiction symptoms, had even cast a scent retention spell and had been enjoying a consistent addiction to Eugene Cocaine for over 10 days.
"Huh... Now I understand... I'm an adult, so I reacted to my brother's scent as an adult. So it wasn't embarrassing at all, absolutely not."
Blink!
Elizabeth, who had inhaled a large amount of cocaine, smiled with satisfaction, her expression almost tasteless.
It is joy,
In Elizabeth's head, a truly innocent flower garden was forming, as if she had plunged a stick of mulberry into her veins and fallen into the ecstasy that followed.
I was honestly confused by my beloved brother giving off a scent I had never felt before.
The sight of Elizabeth herself being so absorbed in it without even realizing it was also confusing, separate from the fact that she seemed to instinctively enjoy cocaine.
Anyway, in my 20 years of life, I've never done anything like this, or anything similar.
Then, after catching up with me yesterday and today and delving into sexual knowledge, that question was resolved.
It can be defined as the providence of nature, a natural thing for adult beings.
So much confusion has been transformed into clarity.
Elizabeth's ecstasy took wing and gave her momentum.
"It's not that it's strange. Rather, you could say that as time passed, our relationship deepened and matured. In other words, it's my brother's fault. He's so perfect. He's so perfect even in the male realm that he forced my younger sister to show such a brazen side... Haaaah... Hoo..."
Elizabeth, with a truly intoxicated expression, snorted Eugene's panties cocaine again.
Perfect justification and rationalization,
That is her newfound momentum and wings.
For people like Elizabeth, who are obsessed with something and always see it through to the end, such a magical mind can be defined as the most important motivation and seasoning.
Based on that, Elizabeth unilaterally interpreted the situation by saying that Eugene's sudden change was an extension of the fateful relationship between the siblings, and that it was entirely the fault of the overly attractive Eugene.
“Just like the day you first came to our house, my brother seduced me...”
Booby! Booby! Booby!
Eventually, Elizabeth went beyond sniffing and went so far as to rub her beautiful face against Eugene's underwear.
And it was a tantrum.
Elizabeth, a genius among geniuses who had already begun reading old books at the age of three, was also naturally gifted, so from a young age she had no interest in anything other than consuming her genius.
Because of this, my perception of family was also different.
Beings that have genes most similar to oneself,
Based on that awareness, Elizabeth created her own family love.
Meanwhile, nine-year-old Eugene Schneider appeared, and he was a truly shocking and refreshing variable to the unusual Elizabeth.
This 4th dimensional troll naturally fell madly in love with that variable.
“He looked a little scared, his white, handsome face a stark contrast to the rest of our family, and that black hair, haa... He was so gloomy, my brother...”
The image of the Obleans was, so to speak, light itself.
Lord Antoine was like the sun at the pinnacle of imperial power.
Archduchess Marianne and her eldest daughter Charlotte were bathed in the white light of the Holy Goddess of Light.
Jeanne was also a girl full of fresh energy that seemed like she would never tire.
Moreover, Elizabeth herself had a feeling of moonlight.
Could that be why Elizabeth felt a lack of darkness?
If we look at the basic foundation, it was because she herself had that tendency to a certain degree.
Because moonlight is such a being.
So, as a child, she wandered the halls of the Grand Duke's residence like a ghost, dragging a stuffed rabbit on the floor.
I was buried in a book in a quiet corner, daydreaming.
Because Elizabeth was a child who had been so fond of darkness,
The appearance of nine-year-old Eugene Schneider, a woman steeped in trauma, was the very advent of the Messiah.
It would have been similar to the impact of the Son of Darkness appearing before the eyes of a person who worships darkness.
“I approached him wearing a black wig to praise his appearance...”
Wouldn't it be natural for a worshipper to be at a loss as to what to do to express his feelings to the object of his worship?
Elizabeth felt the same way when she first saw Eugene.
So, the worshipper Elizabeth imitated the dark hair that was most striking to Eugene, the son of darkness.
That is, he wore a black wig.
Then, in an attempt to attract Eugene's attention, he approached him with that same gloomy expression and stood next to the child of darkness.
Elizabeth's mind was curious about how the object of worship would react to it.
That curiosity and dopamine-fueled inner self were reflected in her bright eyes as she looked at Eugene at the time.
“My brother was really embarrassed...”
Eugene was understandably shocked,
Eugene's first reaction to being shown like that,
It was something that Elizabeth was quite familiar with.
Because that was the reaction that not only her family, but also the servants and other visitors of the Grand Duke's mansion always showed when they saw her.
So honestly, there was nothing special about it.
But the second time she saw Eugene Schneider, she felt doomed.
"But in the end, you didn't back down. Seeing that, I could tell. Your heart was clearly different from others."
Eugene was really embarrassed, but in the end, he didn't reject Elizabeth.
Moreover, it was not just the external appearance.
Elizabeth could tell just by looking at his eyes.
People are looking at you strangely,
Furthermore, I felt that he was feeling a sense of rejection and was wary, and also trying to keep his distance.
But there was no such reaction in Eugene's eyes.
His confusion was due to the sudden situation,
And there was no intention of pushing Elizabeth away, only emotional instability due to something unusual.
"My brother understood me. We were the same. That's why we were drawn to each other, as if by fate."
As the joy of those days came back to her, Elizabeth's eyes sparkled with a bright madness.
Because that's what it means to be truly understood by someone.
Elizabeth of that time, who had not even lived for ten years,
But she was lonely.
Because he was such a genius.
However, what Elizabeth wanted was not for her intellectual level to be matched.
I just wanted to see her as she was and accept her.
Even blood-related family members cannot do it for me
It was done by Eugene Schneider, an outsider who came in as a quantum.
So, you can imagine how overwhelmed Elizabeth must have been at that time.
The only word that could express that overwhelming feeling was fate.
Because it is unconditional, absolute, and perfect.
“Such a fateful change in existence... Whoosh! ♥ Ha... How could I not accept and embrace that change... Whoosh! ♥ Whoa... While following even more fervently, Whoosh! ♥ I also change accordingly... Whoosh! ♥ Whoosh! ♥”
As long as Eugene doesn't leave him,
To Elizabeth, Eugene is faith.
It is the natural course of things for believers to align with God.
If Eugene had become a macho man with a strong masculine scent, rather than a sickly, pretty boy who was close to being silent.
The worshipper Elizabeth is 200% willing to follow it, considering it a New Testament revelation that deviates from the Old Testament.
Elizabeth, who had achieved such a perfect change in her thought process, was truly going crazy, moaning and shuddering as she smelled the male scent inside Eugene's underwear.
“Then why was my brother carrying a condom?”
The circuit changes Elizabeth made inevitably led to an even more aggressive obsession with her idol, Eugene Schneider.
Because that's how love and lust between men and women are.
So, Elizabeth, who was filled with madness, suddenly opened her eyes wide and started racking her brain before mentioning Eugene's oversized condom again.
“Am I the kind of woman who has to make a baby by putting a condom on my brother Eugene’s sacred organ while he is standing up?”
The thought that her beloved brother Eugene had found a woman to have sex with crossed Elizabeth's mind.
As Elizabeth herself asserted, the way Eugene looked at her was no different from before.
That is, to Eugene, Elizabeth is still not a sexual object, but merely a younger sister in his arms.
Then Elizabeth thinks.
Could it be that another woman is approaching Eugene?
Could it be that the condom was meant to be used on that woman, not on himself?
‘Is it really another woman...?’
No matter how much I thought about it, that was the most logical.
Flutter...! Flutter...! Rumble...! Flutter...!
The moment the concept of another woman took hold in Elizabeth's head,
She started having almost seizure-like reactions.
Not only were her lips trembling, but Elizabeth's hands, which were holding Eugene's panties, were also trembling like aspen leaves.
“Haaah... I’m going crazy... I’m going crazy...”
Also, her noble lady-like speech, which she had maintained in any situation, crumbled.
‘What on earth is this feeling... It's so explosive, so overwhelming, and filled with nothing but bad thoughts about my brother...’
It wasn't a simple reaction of jealousy.
Before she even felt jealousy, that is, before she even knew the concept of sex, Elizabeth, a pure white canvas, was flooded with all kinds of passionate emotions, and she was suffering from a nuclear bomb-level culture shock.
“Hahahaha... Brother-in-law... Hehehe...! What kind of woman is my brother-in-law...! Hahahaha...!!”
Kwaaaak...!!!
Elizabeth held Eugene's panties tightly, as if she were going to tear them with both hands, and pressed them against her massive chest.
Then, like a female wolf betrayed by her male counterpart, she looked up at the ceiling and let out a desperate moan, yearning for her beloved brother.
Elizabeth's awakening is not only truly terrifying but also chilling.
At that point, the guy who drove Elizabeth so crazy, her religion and its leader, Eugene Schneider,
‘Oh shit... I want to eat Jeanne Bosie again.’
He was in a state of madness, looking at the naked female Joan of Arc de Sel Obléan in his arms.