Satou here. I’ve never tried yobai1 or have had it done to me, but if it ever happens, I’d prefer to do it with a sexy mature woman!
Unable to remain asleep, I suddenly wake up only to find a naked little girl straddling me.
Back then, when I stayed at my grandfather’s during the holidays, my younger sister or female cousins would jump on me like this to wake me up.
The little girl’s body sways slightly, then with a start, lays down on my bare chest.2 That expression, doesn’t it belong on a mature woman rather than a little girl?
Realizing that I have awakened, the little girl with purple locks—Arisa—pecks me on the lips.
She playfully whispers, holding up her torso with her hands on my chest, smiling somewhat bashfully.
—Enamoring?
I brush such insignificant notions to the back of my mind, and turn to gaze at Arisa.
Looks quite mysterious.
I seemed to have stared at Arisa’s face inadvertently. But without showing any disapproval on her face, Arisa merely pokes my nose lightly.
The pale rosy glow before might only have been a hallucination, as faint traces of it now remain only on her purple hair.
“Sheesh, men are so perverted…”
I mumble an apology to Arisa, then start recalling the series of events that led up to this moment.
After purchasing the two of them from the slave trader, we…
“Whether it is day or night, I will strive to serve you right.”
With the slave contract secured, I give the slave trader Nidoren one Gold as the processing fee.
According to him, in the northern Shiga Kingdom where discrimination against demi-humans is severe, with the exception of some Fairy Tribe people, demi-human commoners cannot enter the cities and would be treated worse than slaves even if they do.
When we head to the Duchy in southern Shiga Kingdom, I’ll consider this again.
He says that he will stay there until noon the day after next, so I can go to him for any questions or to buy additional slaves. Asking questions is be fine, but I have no intention to buy more slaves.
Chanting is necessary to use the “Contract” skill. It is probably a special magical skill designed for contracts.
Other than slave contracts, the “Contract” skill seems to also be capable of forming normal contracts.
Then, outside the tent, all of us introduce ourselves to one another and begin to socialize.
With a fluent greeting unbefitting of her age, Arisa picks up her skirt and does a curtsey. Though the gesture itself looks graceful, due to the short length of her outfit and the lack of fasteners, her thighs are fully exposed.
Well, I’ll have to say “No thank you” to any nightly services from such a little girl.
With her head down and her bangs concealing her face, Lulu introduces herself. Her voice is a clear soprano quite easy on the ears. It would be better if she can stop trembling though.
They’re fine as long as they’re soft!
After all, rather than purchasing Lulu for that reason, I did so due to Arisa’s plea.
Besides, after finding out information about Japan from Arisa, I plan on releasing Arisa from slavery, so I might as well let her only family come with.
Regardless, with Lulu’s charm, calling herself ugly is too much even if it was out of modesty.
In a few words, she’s exactly my type. If her personality is fine, I might even propose to her when she is an adult.
Following these two, I have the beastgirls also introduce themselves.
“Tama.”
Hearing their names, Arisa does a sudden jolt and the corner of her mouth twitches, but she doesn’t voice her thoughts.
Liza, you talk so much.
Due to Arisa and Lulu’s unaffected attitudes, the beastgirls soon warm up to these two.
“It’s a little surprising you would accept these Ear Tribe girls as slaves.”
Speaking of which, I had been mistaken due to the sheer number of Dogkins and Catkins, but Pochi and Tama are the only Dog or Cat Ear Tribe people in the Seiryuu City and even the entire County.5
Liza explains Pochi and Tama’s experience to Arisa and Lulu.
The hidden title “Changeling” doesn’t seem to have the same meaning as in typical fantasies, so I assume it refers to some kind of ancestral regression.
“Cute~?”
“Pochi is cute too~”
Seems like they’ll get along just fine.
There’s no point just standing in front of the slave trader’s tent, so I tell the five of them to start heading to the inn.
Pochi and Tama are fighting over the other hand, but as before there is a clear winner, Liza just picks the two of them up like carrying luggage.
…They sure enjoy that pose.
Lulu says “I can hold that”, but it’s much too heavy for a slender girl like her, so I keep it.
As it is supper time just before dusk, the open-air shops in the plaza smell quite nice.
Looking closely, I even see some collared slaves eating among the citizens. However, they’re sitting on the ground to eat, unlike the citizens at tables.
A cute sound is heard. Turning around, I see a beet-red Lulu.
“This place smells great. Let’s get some food here before going back.”
“Meat~?”
“I would be fine with anything goshujin-sama provides, but if I really must say, it would be great to have some poultry.”
“But I thought slaves like us are fortunate enough just to have something to eat?”
“Before getting to Seiryuu city, rye bread and lukewarm soup was the best I could expect.”
But the beastgirls’ answers following Arisa’s are quite shocking.
“Weeds~”
Even under such adversity, they were willing to share their food? The beastgirls’ kindness seem to be innate, but it is also in large part due to growing up in an environment where they looked after one another.
While they are with me, I’ll let them eat as they please.
“Young master!”
Someone is probably hard of hearing, since that person has called out “Young master” several times without getting a response.
“What is it?”
Having been politely reminded, I turn toward that voice. Some unknown man is waving at me.
Who’re you?
“Right, of course.”
Anyway, it’s no good to just ignore him, so I go up to him.
With a wide grin, the middle-aged owner brings us to the eating area behind the stall.
I smell meat dishes after all, and this shop is quite friendly to the beastgirls for once.
“Yeah, didn’t I say? They were the demi-human girls who saved my life in the dungeon, and the young master who treated us well in the jail.”
“It wasn’t a dream!”
Judging by the conversation, she is probably the female store owner.
“Yayy~?”
“We are grateful for your kindness.”
“My, what a polite slave. So are you a so-called knowledge slave?”
Liza calmly speaks with nostalgia.
With the owner couple’s permission, I let the slave girls sit on the chairs.
Still, she expresses concern that other customers might object and start trouble, so we find a spot shielded by a divider and order our food.
The male owner proudly declares, setting the bowls of innard stew in front of everyone. In addition, he drops a large steaming basket of sweet potatoes in the center of the table.
Seeing the plates full of meat, Pochi and Tama make their eyes sparkle.
“Alright, start eating before it gets cold.”
After graduating, I often ate at resaurants, so I haven’t taught the beastgirls to say things like “itadakimasu” or “gochisousama”.
“Hot hot, nano desu.”
Having started impatiently, Pochi and Tama have their eyes upturned, nearly scalded by the hot food.
“Yea!”
Hearing me teach Pochi and Tama how to blow on their food, Arisa covers her mouth and looks down.
“Tasty tasty~?”
Pochi and Tama are holding their forks like rackets and stuffing their face like puppies. Their hair is going to get into the food, so I tie them up with ribbons. Everyone else is looking with envy, so I also give them ribbons.
Liza stabs a piece of meat with her fork and sends it into her mouth deliberately. She’s only eating, but gives an impression of performing some sort of ritual.
Arisa’s movements are graceful, but probably due to the excellent taste, her dainty cheeks are puffed up. That squirrel-like determined behavior is quite cute.
“Truly delectable.”
“This is a nice and firm part no desu!”
Even Arisa and Lulu, with hands over their mouths, are nodding in agreement.
As I have already thoroughly enjoyed the smell, I put a spoonful of the soup directly into my mouth.
There are many laborers in this area, so that’s probably why it is flavored this way.
“Sir, how does it taste?”
“You’re patronizing me!”
Probably quite happy about the praises, he soon comes back with additional dishes.
With that said, the male owner serves up a plate of stir-fried intestines with leek and other spices, or the so-called tetchan8.
“This is quite the feast!”
“Recently, hunters are bringing in quite a lot of game! All of a sudden, this stuff became quite affordable so don’t be reserved!”
Well, that doesn’t matter for now. Since the female owner said so, I’ll enjoy this as best as I can.
Then, I am inadvertently led to do the same for everyone.
>>> Skill obtained: “Service”.
I got a strange skill, but I don’t plan on adding skill points to it.
Pochi and Tama are ecstatic about the new types of meat, and after quickly finishing the ones in their small plate, they start going for the intestine stir-fry.
“S-, spicy stuff no desu.”
Of this were a manga, their eyes would be represented with Xs.
“Looks like it’s stir-fried with lots of ground chili pepper. Pochi, Tama, don’t force yourself if you can’t handle the heat. Let me take care of this.”
On the other hand, having already finished their innard stew, Pochi and Tama can only bit on their forks and enviously watch Liza eat.
Since not only Arisa and Lulu but also the beastgirls look like they’re not quite satisfied, I shall go order more food from the owners.
“No, it’s fine. I’m just ordering more food, as well as buying some jackets and shoes for Arisa and Lulu from nearby stalls.”
Both Lulu and Liza stand up.
“Just keep eating, all of you. That’s an ‘order’!”
“What is it, sir?”
“Alright, leave it to me!”
I also ask her if I can bring in food from other stalls, and she quickly agrees.
“If it’s chicken kebabs, the stall with a red flag is quite nice. Other stores don’t take as much care in food prep.”
Thanking his advice, I head toward the red flag store.
It is freshly grilled with charcoal. With just one bite, the juicy taste of the chicken fills my mouth.
—Ahh, I need a cold beer to go with this.
On the way back, I sense some lights coming from a nearby alley, and I turn to look at it.
—Dogs?
Apparently, they are Dogkin slave children. There are also some Catkin children mixed among them.
Taking another step, I finally see their figures in the shadow of the alley.
They’re eyes are locked onto the half-eaten kebab in my hand.
“Want this?”
The Dogkin child answers with a slur. Seems like due to a different mouth structure, they can’t speak Shiga language quite clearly.
“Don’t fight over this, you have to share.”
“Dankz!”
While waiting for a new batch of chicken kebabs, I go around to buy the jackets and sandals I promised Arisa and Lulu.
Liza is even moved to tears.
“I’m filled with happiness *nano desu!”
After thanking the owners couple for such delicious food, I take everyone back to the inn.
“Welcome—Satou-san?!”
She even forgets to pick up the tray she dropped, and runs over to give me a hug in joy.
“I heard from Lady Mariantell, what a disaster! I’ve kept your room the way it is, so you can rest whenever… You sure brought many people with you, though!”
Arisa and Lulu joined only after leaving the dungeon, but it’s a hassle to explain in detail, so it was omitted. “Dungeon?” whispers Arisa from behind me. I’ll tell her about it later.
“Sorry, but we don’t…”
Not just the owner, the rubbernecking patrons are also giving the beastgirls death stares, while they exchange insulting whispers under their breaths.
I move Pochi and Tama behind me to shelter them from the glares.
It’s already late, so let’s just have Arisa and Lulu sleep in the room, while I camp outside at a nearby park with the beastgirls. Even if it’s out in the open, it can’t be worse than the cold stone floor inside the dungeon.
My self-control just isn’t that good, as I am unable to avoid speaking in an aggressive tone.
“Goshujin-sama, please quell your anger. Everyone else, too, has been glaring at us so much, we’re shaking in fear.”
She says she’s afraid, yet her un-childlike voice is fully composed.
“Oh, um…the storehouse is out of the question, but not many of our customers have their own carriages, so you can use the stable. Martha, go get that ready. As for Satou-san’s room, I will get someone to add another bed, so please wait in the tavern for now.”
“Was I of any help at all?”
Patting the head of Arisa who looks up with pride, I thank her sincerely.
When Marcha-chan guides us to the stable, I start lining the floor with fresh hay.
I cover the pile of hay with a waterproof tent, then a layer of soft bed sheets. This way, they wouldn’t be constantly poked by the hay while sleeping.
I also leave several sheets of fur and soft cloth from the among the loot for them to use as cover.
“So puffy~?”
Pochi and Tama happily tackle the bed of hay.
Though slaves are forbidden to carry weapons within the city, but the slave trader Nidoren tells me that I can let them do so under the pretence of “guarding their master’s possessions”.
“Yes, I will definitely protect what goshujin-sama entrusted me with my life.”
I advise the dutiful Liza who has her fist raised. Lost goods can just be purchased again, so their lives and dignity are more important.
If I get up late tomorrow, I wouldn’t want these kids to starve!
After the additional bed is prepared, I take Arisa and Lulu into the now crowded room.
I was planning on questioning why Arisa knows Japanese before going to bed, but there’s no hurry, so it can wait until tomorrow.
The only light source is the candle on the stand, so the room is quite dim.
“That’s enough. Take care of yourself.”
Lulu’s quietness surprises me a little, so I look over to her. As soon as she matches my eyes, she tries to back away but trips on the bed frame and falls back.
“I-, I’m, I’m alright! I’m really alright!”
Lulu is probably not used to interacting with men.
“That so? Then, go get ready.”
Just so I don’t inadvertantly peek in on them changing, I turn around to fold up the robe I took off. It was not until the sound of clothes rustling stops, and Arisa reports, “We’re ready.” that I turn back.
With the help of the “Pokerface” skill, I hide my inner agitation.
“You two. The blankets here are very thin, so you’ll catch a cold if you fully undress.”
I think nothing of Arisa’s undeveloped body, but Lulu’s splendid figure you might only see on television nearly takes my breath away. I kinda hate myself for this.
So I overcome my compulsions with willpower, keeping my eyes away from Lulu’s not insignificant chest.
I look fifteen years old right now, but thankfully that seems to be old enough in this country, so I shouldn’t be turned away from the red light district.
“The polo shirts I gave you earlier, wear them as pajamas.”
Having excitedly grabbed the blankets on the bed, Arisa now asks blankly.
“No, no need. I’ll have you go buy some things tomorrow morning, so get some sleep now.”
“—No need?!”
Rather than replying to the baffled Arisa, I choose to first comfort Lulu who begins to tear up after hearing my words.
Presenting herself to a older man—albeit one who looks the same age as her—she had just met, even as a slave, must be quite painful. When she relaxed, it made sense that she would start crying.
Since Lulu can’t quite handle men, so while I wipe her tears away, I give Arisa the job of actually comforting Lulu.
Lulu finally cries herself to sleep after a while, and Arisa with her. I cover them with thin blankets and the same pelts I gave the beastgirls. They should be quite warm the whole night.
Putting that aside for now, I’m also quite exhausted. Getting into my bed, I quickly become sleepy. After turning off the Menu that was still being displayed with my thought, I enter dreamland.
Then we jump straight back to the beginning.
Running my hand through Arisa’s hair, I enjoy its silkiness..
—Her features are well-defined, but since when did I develop an interest in little girls?
Her white fingers look quite alluring.
As if I have a split personality, while accepting Arisa’s advances, I question my judgement with doubt.
The former seems to take precedence, as the latter is always quickly brushed aside. But it does not go away completely, resurfacing any time doubt begins to form.
By the time this mental tug-of-war is over, Arisa is already making her way down my body, kissing my ears, collarbone, and chest in sequence.
It makes no sense to feel that way for a little girl! There is just no way.
—There it is in the Log!
Though her reaction seems a bit flustered, Arisa still lovingly embraces my head.
“Arisa, you’re forbidden from using any magic or skills. That’s an order!”
Taking the chance, I continue my orders.
The order seems to be carried out quickly, as the logs show that the effect of the magic has been cancelled. The information displayed by the AR also continually changes.
“But how…”
That’s right, including at the entrance of the inn and just now, she used magic twice.
However, what she just casted on me were the three spells “Charm Person”, “Temptation Field”, and “Heat Heart”.
In shock after realizing Arisa knew Japanese, I neglected the fact that according to the AR display, her skills were “Unknown”—exactly, not “None” but “Unknown”.
“Don’t take me for a fool or play dumb. This is an order, state your goal.”
I cut off her escape and press on.
>>> Skill obtained: “Interrogation”.
Nice, just in time. I distribute skill points and enable it. Let’s get it up to Level 5 or so.
“…Because I want to serve goshujin-sama!”
That graceful impression before has completely died away.
“Man! Didn’t I say? The first time I saw you, it was love at first sight!”
The unexpected phrase freezes me in place, and I miss the chance to press on.
Not letting the chance go, she reveals it all in rapid succession—feels like she has given up.
“No! That’s not it! I made a vow when I became your slave, ‘Whether it is day or night, I will strive to serve you right!’ So seducing goshujin-sama and satisfying you is my responsibility as a slave!”
Disturbingly, she doesn’t seem to be lying.
“I get your logic. But what did you really think?”
She does a ‘teehee’ with a bashful face. It’s pissing me off, so I pinch her cheeks. This amount of punishment wouldn’t be too much right?
Her thin cheeks are actually quite stretchy.
“To think I tried so hard to hold myself back in the beginning~”
“Yeah.” She nodds.
The AR displays the following—
Name:
Age:
Level:
Titles:
“Witch of Doom”
Skills:
Gifts:
“Status Check”
“Itembox”
“Never Give Up”
“Over Boost”
—Wow, all skills I haven’t seen before.
“I am Tachibana Arisa10, a Japanese just like you!”
Yobai (夜這い) is a tradition of men (or women) sneaking into the bed of someone they like to have sex with them. Think of it as some sort of one-night stand. Admittedly, this is a little rapey if you think about it. I NEED AN ADULT! I really think she was doing something here… Spelled “クボォーク”. The middle “ォー” seems to represent not just a long “o” sound, but an even longer vowel that might sound like “eau” (as in “beau”) or “ore”. The name was literally “Orange Scale Tribe”, but it seemed a little tacky to me, so I picked the closest nice-sounding color I could. Isn’t this a retcon from the WN? It’s the root of the greater burdock plant that is used both as a medicine and as food in East Asia. The phrases “いただきます” and “ご馳走さま” might be obvious to some, but they are customary for Japanese people to say before or after a meal, respectively. Here I only romanize them, because it doesn’t seem like they will be repeated much. Also, Satou seems to suggest that he would really only say it if the chef is someone he knows and cares about. This dish is named after the Korean word for “large intestine” (대장). Man, these dishes doesn’t sound appetizing when you translate them literally. “Is it fine?” Her Japanese name is written “橘 亜里沙”.