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The Moon Princess gets invested in the teachings of poverty
This is a collection of illustrations of bimbo Yorihime written by Mr. Sodemaki Clock (user / 6342184).
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Extract from the novel:
"... Keho"
Yihime received a blow from Bingbo Miko head-on. She stood with her "weapon" as a support, even though it was torn down by a single attack.
"I wasn't careful" she said to herself "I didn't think she was so strong ... No, I should have guessed when she invaded the moon.)"
"Bread! Bread!"Bimbo Miko screamed while clapping in the tone of her worshipers at her shrine, celebrating her good fight.
"It's hard to say that even if you eat this one shot, your heart won't break."
"I'm proud of it. It's not soft enough to collapse in such an attack."
Using her "weapon" as a cane, she stood up, this time standing firmly on the ground with only her feet and facing Bimbo Miko again.
"... Pup. Squishy ..."
However, instead of being afraid of Yorihime, Bingbo Miko laughed as she couldn't stand it.
"What's funny?" she asked Bimbo Miko with a suspicious expression.
"Ufufu ... because, hey?"
“…………?”
"Look again at what you have in your hand."
When she did, there was ...
"It doesn't hurt or itch when I'm hit by such a 'cut piece of wood'!"
"... What? ... What exactly does this mean!?"
The sword that she should have held without letting go since the beginning of the battle was replaced with a stick, and Yorihime was upset by herself, swinging it without any discomfort.
"No way, this is your ability ...?"
"It's half correct and half wrong, but isn't there something more to worry about now?"
As Bimbo Miko said, who knows what kind of trick it is, but now Yorihime has lost a weapon that can be seen on an equal footing with her. It would be Sekiyama that she would be beaten up when she fought without her weapon.
"What are you going to do?" Bimbo Miko asked. "If you surrender and join Bingbo, I'm not going to hurt you anymore."
Certainly, if you look at this, the defeat of Yorihime is iminent. However, when she was in charge of defending the moon, she was not one to withdraw as it was. She calmly assesses her war situation and devises the best possible steps at the moment.
"The only way left for me is to get rid of it with my own hands, or to spend as much time as possible and endure until someone comes to the rescue", she said to herself.
"I don't like the face I haven't given up yet. I haven't had any believers so far, and I'm looking forward to what kind of religious people they will be ..."
She shows Yorihime, who still has no sign of giving in, an expression that makes Bimbo Miko even happier.
"There is no chance that we will continue to fight and I win, there is no guarantee that relief will come, and there is no guarantee that I'll be able to endure it until then.
As soon as her resolution was decided, Yihime repositioned her stick. She was better than nothing like this.
"I've been silent since a while ago, but are you looking for a reversal move?"
"..."
"No reaction ..."
Bimbo Miko talks boredly to Yorihime, who doesn't make a slight movement while keeping silent in her posture.
"If you have a chance to activate your abilities, you can turn to the offensive. You can't miss any chance to beat her!", Yorihime said to herself.
Yorihime doesn't even seem to even talk to Bimbo Miko anymore, and she seems to say that she will kill her if she moves even one step.
Once again, the beach was combined with a touch-and-go atmosphere.
"Well, that's fine, because it's already too late anyway."
However, the atmosphere was broken by a word from Bimbo Miko.
"What?! ... It's too late?"
Involuntarily in spite of her shocking remarks, Yorihime leaked her words from her mouth.
"It's too late. It's just that."
Bimbo Miko's face, mixed with her mockery and pity, seemed to grin at her heart.
"Is it too late anyway? What the hell did it end at what time?"
Questions emerged one after another in the princess, but she didn't have the answer.
Where is the concentration up to that point? Her heart, covered in her suspicions, now exposes herself to a great deal, rather than exploring the gaps of her enemies.
"I haven't noticed yet ... I'm less sensitive than I expected."
"Shut up!"
Bimbo Miko continued, playing with her stick to keep her entertained.
"I'll tell you because it's about time ... I recommend you take a look at your style."
"Good looking ...? What's in my outfit ... Huh!?"
What she saw, this time looking down at her own clothes instead of her weapons, while suspicious of her ...
"My clothes!?"
Yorihime's clothes, which were good as new, have now been transformed into a filthy and unsightly appearance.
"That's why it's too late to notice. The change started when you hit the bullet, but you never noticed it .... Tell me what's going on. "
"... The skirt is completely faded and the hem is twisted and wrinkled. Well, the mouth is selfish ...!?"
Yorihime's mouth is forced to talk about the current situation as Bimbo Miko says, contrary to her will. Her face was filled with feelings of shame, as she stood in a sloppy appearance that couldn't be seen in public.
"Ufufu, continue?"
"I didn't remove the buttons in the lower half, I lost all of them. I also lost the buttons that were fastened, but I managed to sew the disjointed buttons that I picked up on the roadside. ...... No! I don't remember that happening! "
"Well, I wonder if it's true ... What's next?"
The neatly arranged buttons are disjointed in color, shape, and variety, and she clumsyly holds her clothes together.
"I didn't want such a high-class belt, so I changed it to a cheap rubber belt .... I hate it! Something in my head ...!"
"Yeah, yeah ... release more of your inner poverty!"
Bimbo Miko fanned, urged, and gradually proceeded to brainwash Yorihime ……. No matter how much she resisted, Yorihime couldn't move her body freely.
"The collar and armpits of her shirt are yellowish and dyed bright yellow because they can't be washed .... dirty ... no, no, smelly ...?!"
Her shirt, which should have been pure white, has noticeable black and yellow stains, and has a strange odor that reaches Yorihime's nose, who's eyes bend.
"Because boots are unsuitable, I only wear white socks that are worn and dirty so that it can be said that her feet are pale yellow.
"I changed the bracelet on my right hand from just a ring to a Bingbo coin, like that of the Sect of Bimbo ... Wait, stop!"
Not only does her outfit deteriorate, but her shape also changes.
"The ribbon that ties my hair is covered with a number of patches to disguise the fraying .... Why am I wearing such shallow clothes ...!?"
Yorihime cannot hide her fear and confusion at the phenomenon that her costume was replaced without her knowledge. Then, a red loincloth started to be visible through the gaps in her red salopette skirt.
"Because she is poorer, her only underwear is a bright red loincloth. Guu ... !!"
Her princess's face was dyed more red than a loincloth, as the wind-swaying front hang in her skirt touched her legs and her crotch.
The changes also appeared in her body while Yihime was distracted by the changes in her outfit.
"Because I can't take a shower satisfactorily, my hair is whitish and unsanitary. Hey! I should be taking care of it every day ... My head! Itchy head! I want to scratch! I want to scratch but I can't! ! "
As she quickly faded her light purple hair, her hair became sore, greasy, and unkempt that it was hard to believe she had been meticulously worked on her.
"When it comes to the smell of body odor blended with sweat and soil, it gives off a strong scent that is more appropriate to describe as a stray dog than a human being. Ngu ...! I smell even more ... !!"
The odor reaching her nose rotten is making her hallucinate.
"Because of an unstable diet, extra meat is attached and the meat is gathered tightly. With such a sloppy body, I can not come out to the public ...!"
The slender body of Yihime formed by her daily training is unfortunate to see. Wasted flesh was eroding her body. Flesh seems to be gathering especially around her belly, chest and legs.
"I can't see it, but the hair on my armpits and shame, which had been carefully treated and hairless, is now so messy that I've never taken care of it. Bad ...! I want to shave right now ...! "
It is certainly invisible to her eyes, but it was easy to imagine that an unusual amount of hair was growing from the appearance of Yorihime, who occasionally shook her body with her armpits and shame as the center of gravity.
"Your poor appearance now" Bimbo Miko said. "It can be said that you are suitable as a Bingbo believer."
"Don't be silly! I'm such a vulgar thing ...!"
"Vulgar? ... Look at me. Can you say so in front of me?"
Bingbo Miko walks up to her immobile Yorihime.
Her brain refuses to bring her into her sight and she desperately tries to turn her eyes away, but contrary to her thoughts, her eyes are nailed to the approaching Bimbo Miko. It was.
"I can't take my eyes off. Why. Because I'm being manipulated? No, I can move my fingertips to my eyelids firmly on my own initiative. Then why am I crazy about this gal !? ” Yorihime said in her mind.
Bimbo Miko was approaching her eyes.
She saw her eccentric self in her eyes. As she watched it, she felt emotions that she had never had before coming from the bottom of her heart.
"What is this feeling ...?" she thought.
She tried to ask herself, but she never got the answer. Therefore, with her eyes filled with her mysterious feelings ... she stumbled upon her.
"It's no wonder you're confused. I'll release your anxiety."
Bimbo Miko gently stroked her cheeks and hugged her as it was, bringing her face so close that her lips touched each other.
"Keep an eye on me ... listen to the voice of your heart ..."
"My voice of heart ..."
While staring at Bingbo Miko's eyes, Yorihime listened to her inner voice.
・ ・ Bo ・ ・ ・ ・ ・ ・
It was faint, but it certainly sounded. Listen again.
Bin .........
Bingbo ……
Bingbo ……!
This time I heard it clearly. Just listening to the one word that was being played repeatedly in my heart made her head come to her mind, and she felt that it gradually became more comfortable.
"Did you hear it?"
"……Okay"
"Then it's easy. You just have to say the words you feel as you go."
Yorihime, who continues to absorb the voice emitted by her side like a dry sponge, is no longer able to make her normal self-judgment, and has become a puppet just to be swept away by Bimbo Miko's instructions.
"As I was told, I spit out the voice of my heart ... I have to spit it out ..." she thought.
"... Bin, Bo"
Although it was just that, she felt her heart filled with happiness. She didn't remember experiencing any more happiness.
So she tried to say it again.
"Bingbo ..."
"Once again".
"Bimbo, Bingbo"
Every time she spins her words while being wrapped in her bewitching warmth, she embraces her in front of her and strengthens her arms.
Every time she said that word, she realized how great poverty was, and at the same time, the idea of poverty was rooted in her princess's heart.
"I am happy to be poor. All living things should be poor. Wealthy living is a sin. What Bimbo Miko says is absolutely ...", she thought.
The more she ruminate the teachings of poverty in her head, the more pleasure her body fills. She repeatedly ruminates the teachings of poverty because she wants to be filled with pleasure.
It was no longer possible for Yorihime to escape from that cycle.
"Bingbo Bingbo Bingbo Bingbo Bingbo Bingbo ..."
Even after being released from her hug, Bingbo Miko satisfactorily relaxed her expression as she witnessed Yorihime calling Bingbo insanely with her hollow eyes.
"--Bimbo, Bimbo, Bimbo ... (The more she I say it, the more the splendor of poverty will permeate my head .... I've become ridiculous until now without knowing Bingbo)."
Yorihime does not know how much time has passed since then. But what she can say for sure is that she continues to mutter the same words endlessly, and her appearance is, by all means, a devout Bimbo, and she is about to become a Bimbo.
"Bingbo, Bingbo, Bingbo (... that, I'm sure I had some important role ...)"
"Um ... yes. I had an important role as a Bimbo escort to Bimbo Miko. I have to look more suitable for that ...", she thought.
She has been in an upright position since she was hugged by Bimbo Miko, and her posture slowly begins to move, and she moves toward one pose.
"(First, put your hands on the back of the head ...)"
Her hands touched her whitish hair, a symbol of filth, but she no longer felt mysteriously disgusted. On the contrary, she was so engrossed that she wanted to keep touching her greasy, sticky hair forever.
"(Open her armpits to the fullest)"
Next, even the shirt spreads her armpits that turn yellow. Then she had a pungent odor that was incomparable to when she was tightening. I was dazzled by the strong odor just a while ago, but now the odor is fragrant.
"(Sit down her hips ... and open her legs wide on her crotch to show off her secrets)"
Gabat! !! The legs, which are wide open enough to hear the sound effect, divide the skirt into two parts like a split curtain, and generously show off the underwear that has been changed from pants to loincloth.
Then her most ideal attitude as a poor man was completed.
"(This is one of the essences of the Sect of Bingbo...)"
Yorihime, who had been moving her body silently with no expression on her eyebrows, finally broke her face. She lithely loosened her eyes and her mouth in the form of joy, exposing her joyful face.
…… But something isn't enough. She felt that this pose lacked something decisive.
"(... Well, I don't have enough openness right now)"
"Then what should I do to get a feeling of openness? It's easy. All you have to do is take off your over-decorated and stiff clothes and get naked", Bimbo Miko said.
"(Ah, but I have to break this posture to take off my clothes ...)"
Although she made a perfect pose, it's too regrettable to stop it now ... At that time, Yorihime was thinking like that.
"... Now let's push her back for the new Bimbo."
When Bimbo Miko, who gave a beautiful bow, shook her cane, a dim light covered her whole body ...