Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

- Day 5 -

We wake up the next morning feeling rested and energetic. I hear Blossom's cute snores and see that my chest is covered in drool. She's still snuggling onto me, refusing to let go as if her life depended on it. I let the ladies sleep for another 30 minutes while relaxing in bed and enjoying the endearing moment.

When it's finally time to get up, I gently disentangle myself from Blossom's firm grasp. She stirs and very reluctantly lets go of me. After dressing, Ayame and I head downstairs to visit Martha, the innkeeper's wife. We ask her to wash all of our clothes, including Blossom's. Martha agrees without asking for extra pay, and I find myself liking these two people more and more.

If there's a quick way to earn your way into my heart, that method is definitely giving me freebies.

Next, we visit the nearby bakery and pick up ten fresh pastries, eight of which we take back to the room for Blossom. She must remain in the house for now because her master is lying dead in his own pool of blood in that rundown shed of a house, making her ownerless and legally the property of the king.

If people see her walking around with us, not only will she be potentially taken away, but Ayame and I will become murder suspect number one.

Blossom is sad that she can't follow us today, but when I tell her that she has the incredibly important duty of protecting our valuables and gear, she gets eager. I can see her intently guarding the room before we even leave. She is just so precious.

The two of us leave the inn in our civilian clothes and begin walking towards our next destination; the slave market district.

Ayame suddenly chuckles softly, her expression warm, "she really takes her duties seriously."

I nod, smiling. "She does. She is a good girl, after all, unlike someone else I know."

"Now what's that supposed to mean exactly?" She glares at me.

"Obviously, it's supposed to mean that you are a bad girl. Look at how devoted Blossom already is to me, while you've known me for longer and I haven't even slept in your embrace.

Just to let you know, last night I had the most revitalizing rest of my entire life, and it wasn't thanks to my own slave, my property, but an ownerless, mistreated and misguided dog-girl." I then dramatically whimper, "what have I done to deserve such an ungrateful miscreant as my first companion?"

"Oh, perhaps a bad girl like me wouldn't know, but maybe the fact that you bought her as an object literally chained to your destiny by binding magic has something to do with it? Doesn't sound very romantic if you ask me. The fact that she grew up learning modesty, honor and grace also plays a role in her not sleeping glued to you, drooling onto your chest like a bum.

It's cute when a ditzy girl like Blossom does it, but your 'first companion' grew up with the dignity of a duchess-to-be…"

"I see… You've brought up some excellent points I haven't considered before." I admit.

She then speaks up with a hint of red on her cheeks as she glances away. "And… It's not like she isn't warming up to you, correct? Compared to when you bought her three days ago, your relationship is a lot warmer.

Not everyone is capable of trusting a stranger with their entire existence after a few days like Blossom, especially if they've been betrayed by their own kin before… And what you're wanting from her isn't just trust but the kind of physical companionship that can only exist between a man and woman…"

I smile and pet her head, "yeah. You're right, she is slowly but surely getting closer to me. I just hope that she won't forget my words about me not wishing to be her friend or big brother figure."

"She remembers clearly."

"Then all is good. In the meantime she might want to get a separate room from me and Blossom, right? I don't believe that it would take long for our relationship to develop, perhaps even today something good might happen."

"... She might. You are right in that Blossom wouldn't object, but I hope you will be sure that that is what she actually wants and isn't just doing it out of obligation for her new owner… While there's nothing technically wrong with that, I would be happy if Blossom's first time is with someone she genuinely wishes to give it to."

"I wouldn't have it any other way. Sex feels pretty good but nothing compares to the experience when both of your hearts are entirely involved with each other."

"You sound like an elder from my old clan. Can I take your statement as confirmation that you've been with women before?"

"Yeah. To be honest, I just spouted some nonsense I've been told by others just now. I've never had sex with a woman I genuinely loved before, but I did participate in the act with a few girls, all of whom I wasn't particularly into."

She nods, finding my reply understandable.

We've been walking for a while and we've reached our destination. "Are you sure you're okay returning to this district? I don't want to have your trauma resurface suddenly."

"Yes. I face no difficulties whatsoever." She states assuredly.

"Then why are you holding onto my hand like a little girl who thinks I'm about to abandon her?"

"Huh?" She then glances down at our interlocked limbs. "Huh?!" She yelps and quickly let's go.

"You really don't need to come if you are not up for the task."

She shakes her head vehemently, "no… It was just an unconscious motion."

"I see. Well, I'm glad to see that your mind thought of me as someone to search out for comfort. If you really are alright, I have an act I wish to play out on your favorite person."

"Hmm? I'm listening."

…

We waltz in through the doors of the establishment called House of Aleron.

An attendant quickly arrives at our side and begins the usual chatter. She quickly recognizes Ayame, though, and begins sweating. "Is Marcus available?" I inquire.