The Villainess Who Has Been Killed 108 Times

The sweet smell tickles my nose.

The rich chest swelling was pushed across the palm, giving back a firm touch.

What was revealed was an unbalanced boob that betrayed its young appearance.

I enjoyed the weightlessness for a while.

Even though Mary said it was still expensive, she waited for me just to put on her own maid's clothes.

I was hoping that I would suck on it as soon as possible.

When I pretended not to know, I finally reached out and drew my face towards my breasts.

Well, I'm sorry to tease you so much.

It's time to live up to expectations.

I acted.

With a satisfying smile, Mary stretched her hand around my back.

The taste of Mary spreads all over my mouth.

A hint of sweetness just like the smell. The texture of the tongue was dry.

I forgot me, barked my throat, and swallowed...

... hello everybody.

My name is Scarlet Ruby Noel Lingaard and I'm a newborn.

It's not a sensual novel.

I'm in the middle of breastfeeding time.

"The lady really looks delicious and drinks her tits."

Mary shakes me gently with joy, while giving me milk.

I was surprised at first. I can't believe she was a nanny, not a maid.

An intense mother shouted, "At the time of the maid!" and Brad protested, "You're a kid too," which was completely unexpected.

And after the eyes opened, one was convinced and one was stunned.

Mary, she was wearing a maid's clothes by herself.

Made-to-measure clothing with special specifications for easy front opening.

She was a nanny and maid.

I'm doing cancer cleaning.

Are you breastfeeding while you're working!? That's okay!?

The person said that it would not calm down if it was not moved.

Something about overflowing breasts. She stroked the cloth on her chest and did her housework.

Even though it's a big tit, my chest is swelling up tremendously.

Brad would want to stuff his chest for a reason.

Did you refer to Mary?

It's okay because it's in the house, but this is a little out of the house.

It becomes the watchful eye of the men who go.

And Mary, she was only 16. And yet, I was a woman who was in labor.

Because it looks young, it will work even in the first half of teens.

Big tits, but...

I wonder if Brad mistook me for a child.

Babies are fast!

By the way, I haven't had a pregnancy in my last 108 lives.

And poor milk...

Well, I never thought I'd want a baby.

I still yearned for a warm family.

However, at the age of 28, I was always full to finish my life for the villain girl.

Deep down. It's hopeless that I did it all 108 times.

That's why I want to fall in love with you this time in my life.

I admire it as much as I can.

Of course, I want to be a son-in-law. I'm planning on hikikomori.

To do that, we need to grow up early.

I've brought a lot of knowledge to cheats to prepare.

That's why I'm breastfeeding hard right now.

I was surprised it tasted lighter than I thought at first, but it would be delicious if I got used to breast milk.

It must be in the newborn's body after all.

Besides, maybe Mary is concerned about her physical condition and food.

Thank you, thank you very much... another drink!!

Oh, my mother can't breastfeed.

Brad says he's probably ill, mentally ill, and the effects of being poisoned.

He treats his mother as an escort.

It also seems that she is dressed as a woman.

Certainly, it is hearsay that as many children as boys frequently enter and leave the ladies' room.

I had a skirt and I was playing with flowers that crouched after I spinned, so I was wondering if I liked the dress. When I heard about that later, it seemed that they were checking the operating range in the skirt condition.

It seems like a noble weather, so they pay a lot of attention to me.

Such subtle considerations are common to the adult Brad of the memory of his previous life.

He was silent as an adult, but perhaps he was with a woman.

I was shaking my life stick because I was chasing after the vendetta of "The Outer Village."

Most of my 108 lives have been marked by life-threatening retaliation, and I have destroyed the village of the "extraterritorials".

All I remember is memory, and the emotions at the time hardly came back, but I'm sure he didn't move his eyebrows and gave me an order to destroy them. I'm depressed by my own cruelty.

The Queen of Evil is in a hurry.

That would make Brad angry and try to kill me over the course of his life.

... I'm sorry.

Had it not been for that, you would have had a spouse and a good family.

Even if you keep quiet, the kindness will be conveyed to a woman who understands.

Both the vigilant mother and Mary have somehow forgiven Brad.

My mother's blood color has gotten much better.

Brad, the child of the head of the "Outsiders", was the one with the arm.

I started laughing a lot because I felt better and I could afford it.

The atmosphere became brighter as if the dust from the glass container had been wiped off.

The old servants of the Mansion were appalled that their beautiful daughter-in-law had returned.

Mary taught me with joy.

Brad, that's a lot of cheats.

Since my shadow is blurred, please give me a break...

She's been too influenced by Brad's story lately, and it's clear that if she starts to breastfeed, she'll have to breastfeed me. "My job is gone," Mary panicked.

Mother, it's "normal" for civilians and foreign countries.

The "aristocratic normal" in this country does not breastfeed children... it is up to the nurse.

Originally, I was worried that only the daughter in the box would be affected by the shapebreaking blood.

For God's sake, don't turn your mother into an extra-territorial people of demon humans...

I'm worried that my mother will soon jump from tree to tree and start moving.

To stop Brad's runaway, I need to grow up as soon as possible.

That's why I swallow. Swallow it!

... you're not going to be fat...

"My daughter drinks really delicious tits, and it's worth it to me."

Mary narrows her eyes.

She always talks to me when she is breastfeeding.

I'm sure she always did the same to her child.

"My son was, too. Like a young lady, very well..."

Mary's expression frightened me by surprise. My arms were pressed against me. Her lips trembled in the shape of a smile.

"... why... so suddenly...!"

From the open eyes, the tears fell out. The pity that a cheerful girlfriend would never put on the table.

"... my... Joshua...!"

There was no word left. Mary was struggling to swallow me.

I couldn't hear it, so I heard a sad voice. I swallowed my teeth and pressed them. I trembled and endured.

Mary had lost her newborn son.

That's why I became the nurse here by your father's mouth.

Even if you always behave brightly, you can't be forgotten.

So Mary stood up and tried to cover herself when I was about to be killed.

I screamed that I shouldn't do anything irrevocable and stood up desperately.

That was her heart's word and deed.

I gently stretched my fingertips on Mary's cheek.

Fine, Mary. You don't have to force yourself to cry.

Mary stared at me in surprise and cried out loud.

Blood burst into shock, but noticed the situation and gently closed the door and left.

Thank you, Brad.

Fine, Mary.

If it makes you feel any better, think of me as your son and hug me now. And cry.

Your life is still ahead of you.

Because I can help as much as I can.

Guys, I'm sure you're alive now after all this hard work.

... oh, I'm sorry.

After all, it's time to get away from your chest.

I'm wearing breast milk all over my head.

This is the result of a milk-boiled former villain.

My breast milk is in my eyes and it hurts...