Ah~ I Want to Fuck

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Day 11 of Being Stranded on a Deserted Island, 07:33

A warm fire, pleasant air, and soft breasts.

They were the perfect conditions for falling asleep with a full stomach.

It might sound like an excuse for putting off yesterday's task—building a bathroom—until today.

But it was an excuse.

Honestly, it was too dark to do any work at night.

I had Detection Magic, so I could perceive things through mana even at night, but...

An ordinary person would have waved me off, saying it was pitch-black.

Even a smartphone flashlight has its limits...