He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly

13 – A little more.

This soft touch that wraps around your hand.

White hair and ears that flowed naturally along the grain.

You can go backwards too, ear.

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Rather, it goes over so easily that I wonder if it’s more natural to go backwards.

“Huh.”

His shoulders flinched slightly, his hands clasped together, and his eyelids fluttered.

“…If you feel sick, please tell me.”

She just nodded without answering.

I kept shaking my head… Seeing it shaking, something made me uneasy.

I said it was okay, but when I was about to let go of my hand, wondering if I was touching too sensitive parts, to flinch my body like this,

Tak, the arm was caught.

“More, you can do more.”

“No, even shedding tears… Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Ah? Ah, it’s okay if you’re talking about tears. It’s not because you’re in pain or because you hate it.”

With a sigh, she naturally pulled the arm she was holding onto and rubbed it against her cheek.

“Oh, it’s warm…”

It was pitiful.

To support my family, I came out alone to a foreign country and couldn’t even receive a touch like this, so I felt sorry for her who filled me with warmth like this.

It was amazing.

Even though I approached her with good intentions, it was strange that she was trying to get close to me in such a short time.

And it was strange.

I am definitely a stranger to her.

It’s also a stranger who hasn’t even known each other for a week.

But is it possible to be so easily allowed to touch one’s body and rejoice?

Her hand holding my hand was clearly strong.

Her face was full of ecstasy.

As if admiring the taste of delicious food, she was rubbing her face with the energy to absorb all the warmth from my hands.

If you gently touch it with your fingers…

“Huh…”

He sighed and pushed his face closer.

Honestly, seeing what she likes made me wonder if I could do more.

But isn’t this?

It’s not like that, but there’s no need for strong skinship like this.

“Whoah…”

Above all, that gaze. those eyes are scary

That red light shining through my softly opened eyes.

Well, I don’t know how to explain these feelings.

Clearly, my hands are soft, warm, and pliable, and even though I am touching something solid, I feel a pleasant warmth as if only my hands have been soaked in a warm bath or hot spring.

I was feeling uneasy about something deep in my heart.

It was instinctive rather than my ‘thought’ involved.

Instinctively I was rejecting her.

why? Even if I asked, there was no way I could hear the answer.

Just for a while, as long as she was satisfied,

“Whoops, uh…”

I just have to watch her rubbing her cheek against my hand.

***

Maybe I’m taking advantage of my inability to go out to her too strongly, he said.

Thinking so, he soon denied it himself.

If she had done that in the first place, she would have done more evil to me.

But hadn’t she simply asked me for one favor?

It was just a strange request to be stroked.

I’m not sure if that’s strange…

It might be weird if you ask someone to stroke you, but…

“Have you… been uncomfortable with me?”

I couldn’t say anything more to her as she talked while listening.

Instead, I stroked my hair a little more, and she wrapped her long, slender hand in my hand with a visibly brighter smile.

“You’re kind too…”

It must have been a nice sight to see, but strangely, chicken meat was sprouting from my hand.

“…Why are you doing this?”

Do you have an allergy to rabbit fur?

Strangely, it seemed that something was not easily resolved.

Instead of answering the unresolved answer, I poured hot water once and wiped off my body.

I ran my hand over my body, which quickly became soft and pleasant to the touch.

I put on the hanging clothes and left the bathroom.

…By the way, sleeping together again?

On the first day, thanks to her moving, I slept with her, but this time, I have to sleep with her on my own volition.

I wonder if this is right, I looked at the bed –

“Are you tired? Hurry up and lie down. The seat is warm.”

Suddenly, she was sitting on the bed with the blanket half covered.

Tak, tak, casually tapping on the seat next to her, smiling.

“Uh… yes.”

At first, I carefully pushed myself into bed.

Feeling the soft, rustling fabric…

“Wow, it’s warm.”

Was it because she was definitely in first? The blanket was surprisingly warm.

It wasn’t hot. Should I just say that it feels like the blanket is properly sticking to my body?

Besides, it smells so good. It also smells like a little flower.

“I’m glad you like it. Come on… Then.”

She turned in my direction, took her hand and interlocked it in one of my hands.

“This…?”

“I was in the futon first… I thought it was a bit cold. Will it be okay?”

As she said, her hands were a little cold.

When I drank tea earlier, it must have been warm.

“…If you say so.”

There should be a reward for what you did for thinking of me.

So I gave her a little more strength and held her hand.

Of course, to say that I gave strength, to the extent that I also bent my fingers to hold her hand…?!

“Eh, since you gave permission, shall we stick together a little longer?”

Suddenly the distance narrowed.

Before, I had just… held my hand and lay down, but now my entire arm was wrapped around hers.

“Wait, wait! This is too close!”

“Ah, is that…isn’t it…?”

“I can’t yield even if you do that this time. It’s too close. Please keep a little more distance.”

“…Okay. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

In the end, I had no choice but to shout at her.

A very strange sense of distance.

No matter how beautiful and attractive she was as a member of the opposite s*x, this was unacceptable.

“…First of all, Ellie-san, I want you to value yourself a little more.”

“yes yes?”

“Of course, we are bound by a contract, but I’m trying to say that you don’t have to reciprocate the favor because you’ve gone this far. I didn’t approach with that purpose either.”

In the end, the conclusion I came to in my head was this.

She wondered if she was flattering her.

I wondered if she was doubting whether the favor I was giving her was not in return.

Yes, it makes no sense to say that a stranger comes closer because he misses the warmth of his family.

So I had to nail it down for sure.

“So, you don’t have to go this far, okay?”

She looked at me blankly, then nodded.

“Thank you for your consideration.”

After that, we turned off the lights and said our goodbyes.

“good night.”

“Mr. Marcus too.”

Maybe it’s because I’m tired… I get dazed quickly.

***

“Mr. Marcus?”

…

“Mr. Marcus.”

…

I’m sure I fell asleep

Seriously, how can a person be this pure?

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Rather, even though I sent a signal like that, I didn’t think of crossing it once.

If you say don’t come close to me and let go of your hands and arms like this defenselessly…

“Sueuu, ha…”

Such a sweet scent.

…I almost lost my mind for a moment. careful.

At least it won’t wake me up.

Taking in his warmth even at night alone like this, it seems that I alone have accumulated a lot of intimacy.

Anyway… I really like him.

A person who has a clear sense of chastity and a clear sense of subjectivity even when reason pushes against him.

Instinct says it can’t be helped, but reason doesn’t let go until the end.

hehehe, since he is such a warm-hearted person, his body is also… haa… warm.

When are you going to give me a hug from the other side?

Oops… I made another mistake. What to do when you wake up

…You can use it as an excuse to stop sleeping, but you must be very sensitive today.

Should I be content with just holding hands like this?

But… you’re too good a person for that.

You can’t give up if you don’t like it.

Bringing a package of favors to a stranger, saying ‘I don’t need anything’,

No, I just want you to help me make money in the dungeon in return…

No matter how much he lost his memory, he was an overly nice person.

huh.

Still, was the touch really good today?

To think of her brushing her hair or passing her ears so kindly and softly.

I fall in love when I receive such a sincere touch.

what to do What should I do? It’s my first time feeling like this, so I don’t know what to do…

The relationship is ambiguous, and looking at the reaction, it seems impossible to confess all of a sudden…

Because I still don’t know what kind of person he is.

It’s hard, getting to know people.

Being a good person already comes from your actions, your heart, and your words.

And, he only responded to the favor by doing it himself, ‘Don’t overdo it.’

stupid