Volume 8 Chapter 4 An Unexpected Request
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I returned to the living room with the soft, pillowy Meta clinging to my arm.
”See you later, Meta. Liese, you’re next, right?” I said.
”Ngh… Haa… Yes…” Meta whispered, her breath hitching in a soft moan.
”Yes, Master,” Liese replied.
”Meta’s sexiness is really on another level,” I remarked.
”I’m actually a little jealous,” one of the girls added.
”No, everyone here is wonderful. It’s exactly what I’d expect from Daisuke-sama,” another said with a smile.
(I wonder what exactly she means by ‘as expected’…)
I watched Meta as she rejoined the circle of lovers before heading toward the bedroom with Liese. You could also say I was beats-footing it to escape Juliet’s incredibly exasperated stare.
”Alright, Liese, take a seat,” I said.
”Yes,” Liese replied.
Since Liese wasn’t technically my lover, sitting right next to her felt like it would be crossing a line—in a ‘HR nightmare’ kind of way—so I’d moved the chairs back to their original spots.
Given her personality, I knew she’d find it hard to just blurt out a request, so I decided to check in on how things went while I was gone. Even if it didn’t lead to a favor, it might give me a hint on how to bridge the gap between us.
”I’m sorry for the trouble I caused by being away for a week. It was your first time as a trio in the dungeon; did you feel the pressure?” I asked.
”No, it was no trouble at all. We stopped at the third floor as you instructed, Master, so we had more breathing room than usual,” Liese said.
”I see, that’s good to hear,” I replied.
Even if they didn’t usually fight there, if they were used to the eleventh floor, the third shouldn’t have been a sweat. If anything, they might have let their guard down, but with a serious woman like Liese in charge, I didn’t need to worry about them getting sloppy.
”How was life at the house?” I asked.
”There were no problems there either. You left us more than enough food, Master,” Liese said.
As a serious meat-lover, that was clearly the highlight for her. Her tail wagged with rhythmic, happy thumps against the floor.
”Did you get along with Ines and the rest?” I asked.
”Yes. They looked after us, right down to the dungeon escorts,” Liese replied.
I’d assumed as much, but hearing it directly was a relief. Ines and Sylvie were kind souls, and as long as you were polite, Juliet didn’t bite. Ilse was a brat to me, but she knew how to mind her manners as a slave when dealing with people of this world.
”I assume you got along with Camilla and Ilse too, but did anything unusual happen?” I asked.
”No. Everything was fine. Though… Camilla seemed quite lonely,” Liese said.
”Ah, I figured as much,” I remarked.
I’d guessed that from her reaction when I walked through the door. Apparently, even though Ines and the others had let her sleep in the big bed with them, she just hadn’t been her usual energetic self.
By the way, the fact that Camilla and my lovers were all piled into my bed while I was gone was… well, I didn’t mind. In fact, it was kind of nice to think about. I’d heard enough about the week away; it was time for the main event.
”Liese, have you decided on your request?” I asked.
”I was a bit conflicted, but I’ve made up my mind. I want you to show me the ‘Peak of the Spear’¹,” Liese said.
”Oh?” I muttered.
I’d put money on her asking for a gourmet meat dish, but she went with the warrior’s path. Ever since my Spear Skill capped out, I’d been trying to coach her, and she’d seen me take down monsters. Was she unsatisfied with my teaching? No, she wasn’t the type to be petty. It had to be the opposite.
”With my current skills, I can’t even begin to grasp your true depth, Master. Even so, I want to sear that image into my mind. I want it to be my goal—the fuel for my growth,” Liese said.
She spoke with total conviction, her beautiful eyes locked onto mine. From the day we met, she’d promised to repay her debt through her spear. It was a classic warrior’s mindset, common enough in this world, but I suspected her upbringing made it even more of a core pillar for her.
”I understand. But if the opponent is just an Orc, it won’t look any different than usual. And if I spar with you, I’m still holding back. To really show you that ‘Peak,’ I’d need a human opponent who actually knows what they’re doing… and finding one on short notice is tough,” I said.
The best spearman I knew was Thomas. He was a powerhouse beastman with a four-wife harem and a Magic Spear called Lindwurm.
But I didn’t have a reason to fight him, and picking a fight for no reason was out of the question.
Grete from the Wyvern Slayers was a spearman too, but she only had a few years under her belt; her skill level wouldn’t be high enough.
Cassandra had a Level 7 skill, which was impressive, but she used a shield, and Liese didn’t.
Plus, a match with her would probably end up in a public training ground, which I wanted to avoid.
Ursula and Rutger were A-Rank options, but I didn’t even know them.
If I showed the ‘Peak’ against them, I’d probably win, and that would cause way too much of a stir.
”I apologize for asking for the impossible. I am already happy enough as it is, so please, just forget I said anything,” Liese said, bowing her head.
”No way. I’m granting everyone’s request. I’m not leaving you out,” I insisted.
”But…” Liese started.
”How about we put the spear thing on the back burner for a bit and go with a meat dish for now?” I suggested.
”!!! Are… are you sure…?” Liese stammered.
Meat really was the universal remote for Liese’s heart. I pulled a cheeseburger out of my Item Box, and her eyes were instantly glued to it. Her jaw actually hung open a little.
”Of course. I’ll make more for dinner, so this is just a snack,” I said.
”Yes!” Liese cheered.
She sounded just like Camilla for a second—energetic and genuinely cute. I wished she could let her guard down and be that innocent more often. Even though I called it a ‘snack,’ it was a full portion. For a meat lover like her, it disappeared in seconds. She bowed deeply, looking thoroughly satisfied.
”Thank you, as always. I will continue to train hard so that I can one day be worthy of this kindness,” Liese said.
”Thank you for looking after the girls, Liese. I see how hard you work on the chores and your training. I’m paying attention,” I said.
”I… I am humbled,” Liese replied.
I reached out and patted her head. Her tail started wagging again, so I’m pretty sure she was into it.
”Shall we go back?” I asked.
”Yes. …?” Liese looked at me, tilting her head in confusion as I held out my hand.
”Ah, sorry. My bad. Force of habit. That was a bit much, wasn’t it?” I said.
”A bit… much? What do you mean?” Liese asked.
”Well, you know. Touching someone in a way they might not like. I wasn’t being very considerate,” I explained.
”No, it isn’t like that at all. If you would treat me that way, I would be honored,” Liese said.
(She doesn’t hate it, but is it respect? Gratitude? Or is she actually into me? I could spend all day overthinking this and still not know. Oh well.)
”Then let’s head back holding hands,” I said.
”Yes,” Liese replied.
* * *
”You… what exactly are you doing?” Juliet asked.
”Eh? What?” I replied.
The second we stepped back into the living room, Juliet hit me with a look of pure, unadulterated judgment. What now?
”No, I was just hearing the story of how Daisuke and Meta first met,” Ines said.
”Meeting in a trap hut and getting intimate is one thing, but you really went overboard,” Juliet added.
”That sounded like quite the unusual trap,” Sylvie noted.
”Juliet, it’s wrong to blame Daisuke-sama. Meeting him was what saved me. I have nothing but gratitude; I don’t think for a single second that he did anything cruel to me,” Meta said firmly.
”If you say so… Haa, fine. Whatever,” Juliet sighed.
Ines gave a forced little laugh, Sylvie seemed way too interested in the mechanics of the trap hut, and Juliet just looked baffled by Meta’s devotion. I’d have to make sure Sylvie never goes near one of those things.
I hadn’t known the full story at the time, and it worked out for Meta in the end, so I didn’t really have a defense anyway. If Juliet was dropping it, I was dropping it.
”Camilla, your turn. Shall we go?” I asked.
”Yes!” Camilla shouted.
She’d been vibrating with anticipation nearby. As soon as I called her name, she launched herself at me. I caught her, and she clung to me with every limb like a little koala. I carried her into the bedroom, where she immediately claimed her usual spot on my lap.
”Camilla, sorry for being gone so long. How was your week?” I asked.
”I waited for you the whole time, Master! I worked really hard on hunting monsters, too! Look! Use Appraisal² on me!” Camilla said, puffing her chest out with pride.
She wasn’t exaggerating. Her experience points had jumped up more than I’d expected. She really had been putting in the work.
”You did great. Good girl,” I said, stroking her hair.
”Ehehe… Master…♡” Camilla purred.
Her tail was a blur of motion as she squeezed me. That kind of pure, unfiltered affection was hard not to love.
”So, have you decided on your favor, Camilla?” I asked.
”…Yes,” Camilla said.
Her face did a complete 180, going from bubbly to dead serious. (Wait, is this going to be heavy?)
”Could I… receive a ‘reward’ like the one you give Ilse?” Camilla asked.
”Wait, do you actually know what I do with Ilse for her ‘rewards’?” I asked.
This was not what I expected. Usually, I’d avoid this kind of talk, but I couldn’t risk a misunderstanding here.
”Yes, Master. Lovemaking… s*x, right?” Camilla said.
”Th-that’s right,” I stammered.
She knew. I figured she’d caught the scent, just like she did with Gerta. Man, this was awkward.
”You told Liese-san that it wasn’t necessary as a slave’s duty, but it’s okay for Ilse because she’s different, right?” Camilla asked.
”That’s… yeah, basically,” I said.
”I want to be closer to you, too. I want you to love me the same way you love your other lovers. I love you, Master. I really, truly love you,” Camilla said.
She wasn’t squeezing me this time. She held me gently, with a desperate kind of sincerity. She was shaking, her tail stiff with tension. I knew she liked me, but I’d always figured it was more of a family thing—especially since she’d compared me to her brother early on.
”Camilla, you said you loved your brother. This isn’t just that, right?” I asked.
”Yes. I loved my brother because he was kind, and you reminded me of him, but this feeling is different. This is for you,” Camilla said.
(‘Liked’ her brother, past tense. Yeah, he’s definitely gone.)
But man, what am I supposed to do? Camilla was only fourteen. Even in this world, that wasn’t adult yet. Her body was still developing. Doing this would have been a straight-up felony in my old life.
Even if people here didn’t care, I did. I had a line. I’d checked Mia’s age with Appraisal before, and she was actually an adult.
”Am I… am I not good enough? Is a slave’s love just a nuisance? Master… are you going to throw me away…?” Camilla asked.
Tears started welling up in her eyes. I couldn’t stand seeing her like that. I had no intention of shooting her down or throwing her away. I pulled her into a tight hug as she started to sob.
”Camilla, listen. First, thank you. Hearing you say that makes me really happy. I love you too,” I said.
”Ugh… really? Master… hic…” she sobbed.
”But I’m not going to give you that ‘reward’ right now. Not because I don’t want you, but because you’re still growing. I’m worried it would be too much for your body,” I explained.
”sniff… My body is fine…” she whispered.
”Maybe, especially with potions and magic. But I wasn’t born in this world, Camilla. I can’t just ignore your age. I need you to wait a little longer,” I said.
”When? How many more days do I have to wait before you’ll hold me?” she asked.
”Ideally? Until you’re a bit taller and more grown-up. That usually takes a couple of years,” I said.
”I can’t wait that long! I can’t!” she cried.
”Don’t panic. I said ‘ideally,’ didn’t I?” I said.
”Yes…” she sniffled.
”Look, some people, like Sylvie, just don’t grow much taller. So, I’ll tell you what: as soon as you hit fifteen and the world considers you an adult, I’ll consider you one too. I’ll be more than happy to have you then,” I promised.
”Once I’m fifteen… it’s okay?” she asked.
”Yeah. On your fifteenth birthday, I promise I’ll hold you,” I said.
”Thank you… thank you, Master…” she said.
”No, I’m sorry for making you wait. Just know I’m looking forward to that day, too,” I said.
”I understand. I’ll be patient until then,” she said.
I gently wiped her eyes. They were puffy and red from all the crying.
”While we’re waiting for that, there’s no reason you can’t be my lover right now. Actually, let’s call that my request to you. Camilla, will you be my girlfriend?” I asked.
”!!! Your girlfriend?!” Camilla gasped.
She looked totally floored. (Wait, that was the part that surprised her?)
”Is it that shocking?” I asked.
”Well… taking a slave as a lover is really rare. I thought the best I could hope for was just… being used,” she admitted.
”Well, I’m not ‘using’ you. So, is that a yes?” I asked.
”Yes! I’m so happy!” Camilla shouted.
She went from zero to a hundred instantly, squeezing the life out of me with a massive grin. That was the Camilla I knew. A smile looked a thousand times better on her than tears.
”I can release you from your slavery if you want. What do you think?” I asked.
”No… I’m still too weak. Please let me stay your slave for now,” she said.
”Alright, if that’s what you want,” I said.
”But one day…” she added.
She hit me with a look that was unexpectedly sultry. Even at fourteen, she had these flashes of raw charm that caught me off guard.
”Master, what actually changes now that we’re lovers?” she asked.
”Well, we already hold hands and sleep in the same bed. I guess we could go on dates? And… we can kiss,” I said.
”Kiss… with you…” she whispered.
Her face turned bright red. It was funny; she could talk about s*x with a straight face, but a kiss turned her into a puddle.
”We don’t have to rush. If you’re too shy, we can—”
”No! I want to! Please let me!” she shouted.
”O-oh, okay,” I stammered.
She leaned in, her eyes burning with a ‘no escape’ kind of intensity. (Note to self: foxes are definitely predators.)
”Close your eyes…” I said.
”……♡”
I leaned in and gave her a light kiss. I tried to pull back after a second, but her eyes stayed shut. She was clearly waiting for more. I gave in and kissed her again, properly this time. Her tail started whipping back and forth like a windshield wiper on high.
”Is that enough for now?” I asked.
”Yes… Ehehe… a kiss from Master…” she giggled.
She looked absolutely dazed with happiness. She’d gone through a whole lifetime of emotions in ten minutes, but seeing that face made it worth it. I had to hold the line for a few more months, and it was going to be tough on both of us, but some lines are worth keeping.
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Summary:
Daisuke handles two individual requests from his household members after returning from a week-long trip. Liese requests to see the ‘Peak of the Spear’ but is easily diverted with a cheeseburger, while Camilla makes a shocking request for a sexual ‘reward’. Daisuke negotiates a delay with Camilla until she turns fifteen, officially making her his lover in the meantime.
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Trivia:
- Daisuke checked Mia’s age with Appraisal previously to ensure she was an adult.
- Liese is a Level 7 spear user, which is exceptionally high but still below Daisuke.
- Juliet is the primary voice of reason/judgment in the household.
- Daisuke’s internal ‘line’ is set at age 15 for adulthood, matching the world’s standard but conflicting with his previous life’s values.
- Fox beastmen are noted to have ‘predatory’ instincts when it comes to affection
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Character Insight:
Daisuke shows strong moral restraint by refusing Camilla’s advance despite her slave status and obvious consent, highlighting his lingering modern values. Camilla shows deep vulnerability and fear of abandonment, revealing that her energetic persona hides a need for validation.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
The author uses Liese’s meat obsession as a recurring comedic relief to contrast her otherwise stoic warrior persona.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Meta – Mature, curvy priestess with long blonde hair and a soft, pillowy figure, she glows with a pink aura of gratitude toward Daisuke, her lover and fellow adventurer. Once a high‑ranking dukedom lady and former abusive wife, she now serves in the Gale Party, fiercely loyal yet held hostage by Moritz, acting cute and devoted, planning to move into Daisuke’s house upon returning to the Capital.
• Liese – Standing 170 cm, she has grey‑blue hair, thick horns and grey scales on neck and limbs. A Grey Dragonewt spearman, daughter of a Red Dragonewt father and Blue Dragonewt mother, serves Daisuke as disciplined vanguard and first slave. Polite, hardworking, she guides the other girls, tail thumps to betray emotions, yet she keeps a composed exterior, happy to see Daisuke return.
• Daisuke – Mid‑40s Japanese B‑Rank adventurer with a youthful face (Green God’s blessing), modest armor, one‑handed sword & buckler. Leads the Gale Party, runs a harem of lovers and slaves, mentors Rin & Cassandra, pursues Regina & Dietlinde, dates Ines, and treats all with strategic, gamified empathy. Recently returned from a Knights’ Order quest, fulfilling each lover’s wishes while protecting them.
• Juliet – 150 cm cat‑kin beastwoman with blue bob hair, expressive ears, puff‑tail, large chest, hot‑pants, crop‑top and short jacket. Sharp‑intuitive tsundere of the Gale Party, twin‑winds instructor who dual‑wields a two‑handed sword and bears the Idaten skill. She teases Daisuke, criticizes his broken combat, relies on him, and is the only one who soothes her loneliness. Modest yet yields to the group’s momentum.
• Ines – 170 cm tall, long emerald‑green hair, blue eyes, statuesque erotic silhouette in college‑style heavy armor, large‑chested, dignified, floral‑perfumed, goddess‑like smile. Level 21+ D‑Rank swordsman leading the Gale Party, lover of Daisuke, core household member who harmonizes the group, shy yet logical, deeply affectionate, recently yearning for a child.
• Sylvie – Elf, 140 cm, petite loli‑like with pointed ears, long wavy blonde hair and a fairy‑like smile. Usually in a white blouse and embroidered yellow forest‑scented skirt; for dates she wears a gothic‑lolita dress with lace‑up boots. Top‑ranked Gale adventurer, Daisuke’s spirit‑magic teacher, scout and trap‑expert who drinks MP potions. Motherly, observant, household mediator, older‑sister to girls like Camilla, playful, ears twitch with mood, crush on Daisuke, recently left her village. Bubbly lover of Daisuke who enjoys physical intimacy and woody scents.
• Ilse – Seventeen‑year‑old tiger‑type beastman archer with pointed ears, a thick tail and a petite, boyish frame. Once a merchant‑guild worker turned bandit, now Daisuke’s loyal companion after being rescued. A beast‑kin slave with Mind skill, he treats Daisuke like a guy‑friend, has Faint Resistance, teases him, demands “aahn” feeding, flirts for rewards, and blends sharp common sense with perverted humor and unwavering loyalty.
• Camilla – 14‑year‑old fox‑beastkin, ~140 cm, thin, fluffy tail that thumps when excited, stiffens and ears twitch when nervous; simple accessories, slave‑marked ear. Shy with strangers, deeply attached to Daisuke as a father figure, craves his scent and head‑pats, seeks approval, socially anxious yet easily pleased, helps with chores, favored by Rin, rescued from a duel with Gerta, and fears abandonment.
• Thomas – A B‑Rank adventurer and gorilla‑type beastman in his mid‑30s, about 2 m tall with thick fur, a tail and sharp canines. He leads a harem of four wives, is a rough “muscle‑brain” who often shirks duties to flirt with guild staff.
• Grete – Member of ‘The Wyvern Slayers’. Class: Spearman. A cheerful Human woman.
• Cassandra – 175 cm tall, short brown hair, muscular frame; stoic Krieger heir, daughter of a Knight‑Class father and Housekeeper mother, once ‘The Ogress’ and Royal Knights VP. B‑Rank defense specialist leading the Third Unit, bound by oath to serve Daisuke as a slave. Cold aura hides trauma from her father, hatred of Otto and traitorous adventurers, and a thawing intimacy with Daisuke.
• Gerta – B-Rank adventurer and former opponent of Daisuke, once leader of the Beast Fang, a towering 190 cm muscular beast-woman with golden-brown flipping hair, jagged teeth, a lion-like tail, and a wild predatory aura; wields a greatsword and commands Maten, Magic Blade, and Roar, thriving on strength and exhibiting masochistic tendencies in combat and intimacy, valuing power above all—her rough, intense dynamic with Daisuke cemented his martial arts legacy.
• Mia – Golden short bob hair, cat‑like ears, 145 cm tall, youthful soft form of a serval‑type beastman. She works as a street prostitute, playful yet guarded, with a mysterious past and a job that fuels her growth.
• Ina – Otto, a summoned Heavy Warrior now known by his soul name, appears as a thick‑set man in his fifties with a buzz cut. He works as a general‑staff clerk, acting like a veteran to juniors yet bowing to bosses, and was a former colleague of Yuko before joining Osamu’s group, accompanying Yoshikawa Osamu on the train.
• Mai – 175 cm tall, toned and athletic, she dons thick chest armor and a single ponytail, giving a slightly masculine look. War Saint Vanguard of the Working Women Party and Leemans member — former gym instructor, adventure lover, brisk speaker — also in the transferee party, recalling martial‑arts tournament knowledge from a past life.
• Rin – Tall, large-breasted B-rank adventurer with long shaggy hair and thick chest armor, exuding a cool-beauty façade; quiet, blunt, and intuitively brilliant at drawing, she was once unapproachable but now shares deep bonds with her group—especially Camilla, whom she plays with, shields fiercely, and feels indebted to as a rescued beast-man child. She dominates Daisuke’s group, belongs to “Yamato Nadeshiko,” wields ice magic for first aid, and is profoundly sensitive to slave mistreatment. Weekly, she visits Camilla and subtly expresses quiet interest in Daisuke through an indirect kiss via chopstick exchange.
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