A Harem in the Fantasy World Dungeon Volume 2 Chapter 1 Part 6
Roxanne took her clothes and started putting them into the closet, allowing me to have a splendid look at her curves from the back, since the clothes she is wearing right now are a rather tight fit. Ahh, what a magnificent view it is! I want to hug her from behind, and then proceed to doing more inappropriate things! Yup, that purchase was a good one indeed.
When it comes to the characteristics, I think Roxanne is rather slim for someone with such well endowed chest. She is of the same height as me, but her limbs are also more on the thinner side. Mind you, I’m not complaining about her proportions, but rather to accentuate how feminine she is.
「Huh? Wait a minute… Roxanne, you’re not wearing any shoes?」
I was so absorbed with looking at Roxanne’s nether regions that I only just now noticed that she was barefoot.
「Ah, yes, that’s right.」
She replied as if it was the most natural thing in the world to say and didn’t pursue the matter any further. Could it be that slaves not wearing any shoes is another element of the common sense of this land? So she came all this way here from the Slave Merchant’s shop without me even noticing that she was barefoot. Heh, some master I am, failing to notice something as basic as that.
「Could you take care of that as well?」
I took my jersey from the desk and handed it to Roxanne.
「Of course, master. As you wish. Oh my, this is…」
「Hm? Something wrong with it?」
「N-No, not at all! It’s just that I have never seen a material quite like this one. So elastic, and yet so firm at the same time.」
I’m sorry to let you down, but it is nothing that impressive. Just a cheap article of clothing made of synthetic fibers, probably put together by Chinese or Indian children. But if I remember correctly, according to some people synthetic fibers were created to be a substitute for silk, so I can understand why someone from this world, where there are no such fibers at all would consider it something amazing. Even back in my old world, Nylon is sometimes considered to be more beautiful of a material than silk, or at least that’s how the story goes.
Roxanne admired it for a bit longer and then carefully placed it in the closet next to her own clothes. From what I have seen up until now, it doesn’t look like she’s forcing herself to do anything, nor was she giving off the feeling that she doesn’t want to be here. She also showed incredible understanding when she listened to my made-up origin story, even though she could have used the opportunity that my monologuing gave her to escape. Maybe that means that she’s willing to give me a chance to see what kind of master I will turn out to be?
Honestly, the fact that I actually managed to buy her and make her mine still feels like a dream to me. So much so that I question if it actually happened in the first place. But she is here, and she even allowed me to pat her head and touch her cute ears. Looking at her behavior up until now, is it okay for me to think that she has fully embraced her position as my slave and acknowledged that I am her master from now on?
I don’t know what is going on inside her head, but even if she hates the idea of being the property of someone like me, then at the very least she’s making sure not to let those emotions show on her face. The question here is: can I allow myself for a more… direct display of affection towards her? If my guess is correct, she will allow me to do it. But if it’s not… we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
I stood behind her and gently hugged her from the back. I have no experience in those things, so I’m not even sure if I’m doing it properly, but I don’t care.
「It’s okay, I won’t do anything more than that. Just think about it as my way of saying “thank you”. But if you tell me to stop, then I will stop.」
「W-Well it was rather sudden… but I do not… dislike that.」
She answered in a small voice, making me feel weak in the knees. When I hugged her she obviously tensed up, but now it looks like she relaxed her body ever so slightly… can I take it as a sign that she wouldn’t say no if I tried to push her down here and now? Not to mention that I hugged her in such a way that a part of my arm is obviously touching her chest, but so far she didn’t say anything about that. She really is more forgiving than I expected… but no, I mustn’t take that farther than I already did. Control yourself, and don’t let you lust take over. There are still things that have to be done. That’s one thing. And the other is that a part of me still feels guilty about buying her, while the other is completely fine with that. To be completely honest, I don’t understand it myself. And here I thought that I have already made my peace with the fact that buying slaves is the same as buying clothes or groceries in here, and that there’s no need for me to feel guilty because of that.
「I have an order for you.」
I released Roxanne from my hug and presented her with a pair of Sandals, the very same ones that I supposedly “stole” from the barn in Somara village when I was first transported to the world of this game.
「I want you to take these Sandals and wear them. I’m sorry if I’m breaking another custom again, but as long as you’re my slave I don’t want you to go around barefoot, needlessly hurting your feet.」
「Master, I’m glad that you think this way, but… is it really okay for me to take them?」
「Of course it is. It might not be much, but if you’re going to explore Labyrinths together with me, you will need your own equipment as well. May I?」
「Huh? O-Oh, of course!」
Having received Roxanne’s permission, I knelt down and slipped the Sandals onto her feet. Even though she’s not human, her legs and feet are no different than the ones of the ordinary human girls (says someone who never saw them from this close) with how glossy and smooth they were. Even though she is supposed to be a Wolfkin, that is to say, a member of the species that should have some werewolf-like qualities to their physique, she had not on strand of hair or fur on them. I’m just surprised that we are roughly of the same height. Personally, my ideal strike zone are girls who are just a wee bit taller than me, but that is just my personal preference that has nothing to do with my current situation. Roxanne is an overall top-notch beauty so that one shortcoming is being totally offset by her other assets.
「There, all done.」
「Thank you very much.」
「How are they? Not to tight? Maybe walk for a bit to see if everything’s okay with them?」
「Thank you for worrying, but that won’t be necessary. You see, every piece of equipment is magically enchanted so that it can expand and contract to fit itself to the wearer’s body. That’s why everything will be fine.」
Roxanne explains while looking down on me, since I was still kneeling at her feet. And since I had no idea that every piece of clothing has such a function, that’s another useful piece of information I have obtained. And since she didn’t do anything to me when I was putting the Sandals on her feet, I also learned that she’s not creeped out by my flimsy attempts at flirting through physical contact. That is more than fine with me, since her legs are so fluffy and cute to the touch that I could just touch them for an entire day and not be bored with it.
「I see now. So that is one of the features of the equipment here, huh?」
「Yes, that’s right.」
Such a feature is quite convenient indeed. Implementing it means that whenever we’ll go buy clothes and armor, there won’t be any need to order them to be custom made.
「Is this also a part of this country’s common sense?」
「Yes. I think that most people do know about this.」
「Then it looks like I will have much more to learn than I have initially thought. I hope you’ll show me the ropes, Roxanne.」
「Yes, of course!」
And that was my very first lesson in the common sense of the new world I have found myself in.
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