Surrounded by flickering candles in rule 34 konosuba, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “rule 34 konosuba” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “rule 34 konosuba, yes, rule 34 konosuba,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “rule 34 konosuba” in shuddering waves.