Zongman, the harem life of the healing wizard

Rem hid the weapon behind her and said calmly, "Don't be nervous. I'm a combat maid. It's reasonable for me to carry a meteor hammer with me, right?"

"reasonable."

Crusch turned around, looking excited.

"Ah Xuan, let's start our happy morning exercise. Wait for me!"

After saying that, she slammed the door shut, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

We are already brothers, so it is normal for good guys to change clothes in front of each other, but... I am still a little shy.

Miss Crusch undressed, her long hair down to her waist. She stood in front of the French window, looking at her body. It might be beautiful for a woman, but it only made her feel bored.

"It's annoying. It's getting better and better."

A ray of sunlight shone through the window sill. A naked Crusch sat on the bedside, wrapped a battlefield first aid bandage around her chest and tightened it suddenly. She put on her briefs along her slender legs, and finally put on her military uniform, looking heroic.

I also want to try on men's boxer briefs.

"All right."

Crusch looked at the beautiful woman dressed in men's clothing in the mirror and finally smiled with satisfaction.

Such good brothers will definitely make Axuan feel the passion, friendship and victory!

The maid sisters went to help with the work.

Early in the morning, Nangong Xuan was pulled into the yard by Crusch. The young lady took his hand and put it on her shoulders.

"Isn't this... bad?"

Kurushi said confidently: "We are all brothers. It's normal for us to be like men, right?"

She seemed to have some kind of obsession with how boys get along with each other. She must have misunderstood something.

"Ok."

Nangong Xuan recalled Phyllis's reminder that this young lady didn't like being treated as a woman. He had no choice but to reach out and put his arm around Crusch's shoulders, as if taking care of a weak little brother.

The beauty in men's clothing only felt her ears burning.

Nangong complained in his heart: Are you blushing like a bubble teapot?

Are you so longing for the world of men? Why do you look like you want to have an orgasm?

"Xuan's big hands are so warm. Is this the feeling of brothers leaning on each other? You took my virginity." Crusch bit his lip and said, "...Brother."

No matter how much she loves men's clothing, the voice coming out of the eldest lady's mouth is still heroic and feminine. In an instant, Nangong Xuan felt soft to the bone.

Last night, we swore brotherhood without knowing what was going on, and swore an oath of brotherhood, saying, "We don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month, and year." From now on, there's nothing wrong with calling each other brothers.

"…You should just call me Xuan."

"what about me?"

"Kuroshu-kun."

“No nickname?” Crusch looked disappointed.

Nangong asked tentatively: "Mr. Green Hair?"

“That sounds weird.” Crusch gave up.

In the courtyard in the early morning, the two men once again started fighting. Nangong Xuan still picked up a branch at random, while Crusch treated every battle as a fight to the death.

"Yesterday, Xuan was still giving in to me, right? I noticed that you deliberately avoided my chest. Is it because I am a woman?" Crusch looked displeased, "Swordsmen have no gender. This is the minimum respect you should give to your opponent."

His overly serious personality makes it hard for people to hate him.

"Having said that, how could I possibly spank your...breasts?" Nangong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

There were outsiders present at the time. Even if the young lady didn't mind being "humiliated" in public, her loyal subordinates couldn't stand it.

"Is there any difference between my pectoralis major and Xuan's? From head to toe, only my pectoralis major is bigger than yours."

As he said that, Crusch grabbed Nangong's hand with his left hand and pressed it against his chest.

She looked calm and said, "In a fight on the battlefield, you would pierce the enemy's heart, right? You should stab my vital points, that would be the meaning of the training."

"It seems that women also have an advantage." Nangong hesitated to speak.

The flesh pad is like a heart guard, and the round fat increases the defense.

Crusch murmured, "So, my fat has this effect?"

I really believe it.

"Let me make this clear first. If you don't mind, I don't care about any sensitive parts. The breasts are fine, but what about the buttocks?" Nangong hesitated.

Crusch said without hesitation, “Of course.”

"Ok."

As he spoke, Nanji Gongxuan pressed down on the buttocks beneath the men's clothing. As tall and straight as the military uniform, the well-trained young lady looked very fond of sports.

"Wait, I didn't ask you to touch it now... Yes, you should get used to it." Crusch stammered.

Isn't pinching each other's butts a way of joking between boys?

"Well, the flesh feels good, very comfortable. Exercise more." Nangong couldn't help laughing.

Take advantage of him, then pat him on the back like a good brother.

“You know how cruel the battlefield is. If a female general falls into the hands of the enemy, or even faces demihumans of different races…” Crusch calmed down and said, “I have already prepared to sacrifice my life for my country.”

She is not some "Gusha" female knight.

"Don't forget, you still have sworn brothers." Nangong smiled and said, "How could I let you be captured?"

"Brothers!"

After hearing this, Crusch seemed very happy.

"Let's continue. Please, be rough with me!"

The following sparring between the two developed in a strange direction. Nangong Xuan did not shy away from it and often hit the young lady's vital points.

It hurts.

From childhood to adulthood, even my father has never hit me...

Crusch felt tingling and numb, very comfortable. A strange hobby seemed to awaken in her heart, longing for more insults and whippings from this man.

Isn't this just like the sister who loves to wield swords and guns and wears men's clothes and gets spanked by her brother?

Nangong taught: "If you are bad, just practice more."

"Yes!"

Nangong Xuan thrust his sword at Kurushi's chest again, and a terrifying energy burst out. With a "rip" sound, the buttons of the military uniform did not fly off, but the young lady's breasts were obviously bigger.

Something is broken.

Nangong asked in confusion: "Kuroshu, your chest muscles...why have they grown bigger again?"

It's getting bigger and smaller, could it be swollen from being hit?

Crusch hugged his chest and said shyly: "If you don't keep it fixed, it will be easy to lose balance. So..."

Nangong Xuan immediately understood what was going on and kindly said, "I was also a doctor. Binding your chest will affect your development. What's more, poor blood circulation in your heart will affect your whole body's output."

"Yes, really?"

For some reason, the always heroic young lady suddenly had the urge to flee. As soon as she turned around, she tripped over herself.

"Ouch!"

It appeared and fell flat on its face.

Nangong Xuan was quick to wrap his arms around Crusch's slender waist. The young lady in men's clothing subconsciously grabbed his hand and unconsciously raised one of her long beautiful legs.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The intimate couple looks like they are ballroom dancing, or like a wonderful encounter between a princess and a prince.

Nangong Xuan put one hand through Crusch's armpit and accidentally pressed on her chest. He could feel the burning heart of the girl, and perhaps because of the intense exercise, her heartbeat was very fast.

The young lady's chest rose and fell with each breath, losing more and more precious "first times".

For example, a hug.

Nangong asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit. It should be red..."

"Really? Let me see."

"do not want!"

The innocent young lady was not able to accept this kind of "physical examination". She looked up and met Nangong Qingche's eyes.

"There is no difference between male and female doctors and patients. I will help you [reply]."

"……Um."

Crusch comforted himself in his heart: There is no other way, this is a treatment after training. Then let his "God's Hand" rub... massage it well.

The sweaty young lady fell into Nangong's arms, her whole body limp.

The beauty in men's clothing also has a soft heart, but sometimes she is as hard as iron. She looks like a tomboy, but her sweat smells like a special body fragrance.

Nangong Xuan could only utter: "Brother, you smell so good."

"Axuan!"

The girl's scolding sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

When Wilhelm arrived in the yard early in the morning, he saw his daughter practicing swordplay with the black-haired young man. They behaved intimately and looked normal. Nangong would put his arm or thigh on Crusch and help her correct her posture.

There is no distinction between men and women when it comes to practicing martial arts.

but……

[Sword Ghost] was distracted and seemed to see a flying red hair.

Were I and my wife as innocent as this boy and girl back then?

In the days that followed, Nangong and his party were treated as guests of honor at Karlsten's home.

They have formed an unbreakable alliance, and Crusch shared a lot of information with Emilia and Felt, including the major forces in the kingdom and even some secrets unknown to outsiders.

"The Council of Sages is currently in charge of the king selection. It is similar to the Council of Elders and controls the government. They have a complex network of people and handle government affairs in the form of a cabinet. To outsiders, my Karsten family looks glamorous, but in fact, we also have to obey the Council of Sages."

The darkest part of Lugnica, the decadent and corrupt old nobles.

On this day, Crusch stood in the courtyard with a sword in his hand, looking very high-spirited.

"One day, I will seize all power without being held back by anyone. I will start with the Society of Sages!"

If these shocking remarks were to spread, it would be tantamount to treason.

"Be careful, the walls have ears." Nangong made a gesture to keep quiet.

Crusch showed an embarrassed expression. In her spare time from sword practice, she and Nangong would sit in the yard together, drinking tea, chatting about everything, and becoming close friends.

The two gradually became able to talk about anything and became more and more close friends.

"I also had a close friend, he was the fourth prince of the last generation of Lugnica." Crusch showed a nostalgic look.

At that time, she didn't understand boys.

Phyllis also said sadly: "If I had the recovery magic like Mr. Nangong, I wouldn't have watched Freeyer get sick and die."

Friel Lugnica, who once admired the Lion King of their ancestors together with Crusch, worked hard to become a wise king. He also had a crush on this young lady, but unfortunately died before he could propose to her.

In a sense, the despicable outsiders took advantage of the situation.

Nangong Xuan looked at Crusch. She had never realized the intentions of the people around her. She only let herself take advantage of them.

What a sinful woman.

"There's a reason why I use a wooden sword." Nangong eased the atmosphere.

Crusch was startled.

So, wasn't it because I'm a woman that he held back?

"I have an elf girlfriend who likes to use a wooden sword. She is best at chanting magic while using the sword." Nangong smiled and said, "If there is a chance, I will show you my skills."