Master and Slaves

I was about to take Tiria into the room.

"Sir Hiroyuki. I have prepared your nightwear, so please come this way."

Cathy removed my jacket, pants, and shirt in that order.

Having someone undress me was embarrassing.

Cathy reached for the cotton underpants I had made by hand.

"No, it’s fine."

"No, it’s dirty."

Yeah, well, I’ve been wearing it since the day before yesterday, so I know it’s dirty.

I know, but still...

"No, it’s fine. I’ll change by myself."

"No! That’s also the maid’s job!"

I was forcibly stripped.

"......boing"

Cathy stared at my crotch for a while, froze, then covered her cheeks with both hands and turned bright red.

What was that reaction?!

I immediately hid my crotch with both hands.

"Cathy. Hurry and give me the underwear."

"I-I can’t! If I don’t wipe it well, it’s dirty. So please move your hand."

"No, I’ll wipe it myself. Once I wipe, hurry and pass me the underwear and towel."

"That’s also my job! Please move your hand quickly!"

"Uuuuuuuu!"

"Uuuuuuuu!"

"U, uuu, uuuu"

Cathy and I glared at each other while groaning.

Tiria seemed to be joining in, but I’ll set that aside. Cathy was really stubborn.

"Uuuuuu! ...Uu, uuuuu"

Cathy’s groans grew quieter, mixing with sobbing.

"H-Hey, what’s wrong, Cathy?"

"It’s... my job... snff... Please don’t be mean to me... ...uuuuu"

...Was I bullying her too much?

No no, that’s not it.

I was just embarrassed.

But Cathy was the same either way.

"...Understood. Then I’ll ask."

"Uu, yes..."

Cathy placed the wooden bucket of water on the floor, dipped a cloth, wrung it out, and began wiping my body.

First the neck, then the shoulders, chest, abdomen, and back, from top to bottom.

It felt good to be wiped.

Cathy hesitantly reached toward my crotch.

Her face was bright red.

But she carefully wiped every part.

My balls, the base of my shaft, and the head.

Of course a physiological reaction would happen.

My half-hard penis stood up with a mucri and grew rapidly.

My "symbol" — long enough to reach my navel and thick as my wrist — arched upward.

Cathy’s eyes were crossed.

After a while she froze in shock, then turned her face toward Tiria.

"Did you... put this in?"

Cathy pointed at my thing and asked Tiria.

..."This"?

"It’s impossible."

Tiria shook her head vigorously.

..."This"?

"B-But you put it in, didn’t you, Princess."

Cathy called Tiria "Princess" because she was so flustered.

Tiria answered without realizing, her face turning slightly pale as she nodded.

Wait, Tiria was in the Demon Lord’s treasury...

"T-Trying to put it in... really hurt..."

"Y-Yeah... ..."

Cathy affirmed while staring at my thing in response to Tiria’s comment.

"...Um, hurry up and wipe it, Cathy."

"I-I’m sorry! It was... so large... hah, hahaha."

Cathy wiped my thing carefully while blushing.

It was embarrassing for me too.

It was true that Yuki had said it was too big, but the way she said it was cruel.

Cathy wiped my feet while glancing at my thing.

Then she took out the underwear and showed it to me.

"I made this based on the underwear Sir Hiroyuki wears. How is it?"

It was a cotton-made trunk-style underwear.

"Hoh, you made this, Cathy?"

"Yes. Do you like it?"

With Cathy’s help, I put on the underwear.

I had to tie the waist string, but it was almost like a trunk.

"Yeah, it feels great. Thank you."

"No. I’m happy that you like it."

Cathy answered while blushing.

After that, I was helped into a tunic-like top.

There were no pants, but that was fine.

"Thank you. Ah, sorry. Could you also wipe Tiria?"

I asked Cathy.

I probably should have done it myself, but I resisted.

"Yes. Understood. Tiria, come here."

Cathy called Tiria.

Since Tiria looked at me, I nodded and she came closer.

"Then, I’ll remove this."

Cathy tried to take off Tiria’s collar.

"Nooo!"

Tiria immediately grabbed the collar and crouched down.

"It’s just a little."

Cathy tried to soothe her.

"Don’t take it off. Can’t you?"

Tiria begged me with moist eyes.

"Ugh. Yeah... then we’ll wipe her like this."

Cathy was weak against Tiria’s teary eyes.

After making Tiria stand, Cathy dipped the cloth in the bucket, wrung it out, and began wiping her.

She wiped the neck by inserting the cloth into the gap of the collar.

Next came the shoulders, arms, and chest.

Tiria looked like she was enjoying it.

"Done. Tiria."

After finishing, Cathy told her.

"You looked like you were having fun, Tiria."

"Yes."

Tiria answered with a refreshed expression.

"Cathy, thank you. Then I’m going to sleep."

"Yes. Good night, Sir Hiroyuki."

"Good night, Cathy. Tiria, let’s go."

"Yes, Master."

I took Tiria into the bedroom.

I climbed onto the bed and lay down.

Tiria lay curled up on the floor.

"Tiria."

"Yes, Master. What is it?"

"Hmm, come here."

I patted the bed with my hand.

"Eh, um, is this... a night service...?"

Tiria asked me with a bright red face.

"Wrong, wrong. Um... ...Hug pillow?"

I had wanted to lay her on the bed because we had wiped our bodies, but my words came out as a hug pillow.

...I really do make such misunderstandings.

That was my excuse.

Since I wasn’t confident, I asked in the form of a question.

"Ah... ...Yes. Excuse me."

Tiria’s face darkened for a moment, but then she smiled and climbed onto the bed.

"Here, lie down."

"Yes."

I stretched my right arm and called her.

Tiria lay facing me with my right arm as her pillow.

"Ah... ..."

I hugged Tiria with both arms.

Her small body fit perfectly into my arms.

The sweet scent of Tiria’s hair tickled my nose.

Tiria moved in my arms and looked up.

"Ah... ..."

When our eyes met, her face turned bright red.

Because I was hugging her, I could clearly feel her body stiffening.

"Good night, Tiria."

I smiled, greeted her, and kissed her forehead.

"...... Ah, g-good night... Master..."

Tiria was stunned for a while, then came back to her senses and hurriedly greeted me.

"Good night."

I said it once more to Tiria, closed my eyes, and fell asleep.

I’m a good sleeper.

When it’s hot and hard to sleep, that’s different, but usually I wake up in the same clothes I went to bed in.

It was the same now.

I woke up while still hugging Tiria lying beside me.

That’s why I had Tiria’s sleeping face right in front of me.

It was a familiar sight.

No, in my original world it was a daily sight.

But now it was different.

The person sleeping in front of me was not Yuki, but Tiria.

That difference was... huge.

I brushed Tiria’s hair with my left hand.

It was soft, girl-like hair.

"..."

"Nn... go... shu... jin... sa... ma..."

I opened my mouth to say something, but at that moment Tiria called my name.

"Tiria?"

"..."

I called, but there was no reply.

Was she talking in her sleep?

"..."

Suddenly I thought.

What had I been about to say to Tiria?

And to whom?

I didn’t know myself.

...For now, let’s wake up.

I gently pulled my right arm out from under Tiria’s neck.

"Nn... ...Ah, re..."

It seemed I had woken Tiria.

This had happened before...

Tiria rubbed her eyes, opened them, and looked at me.

"...Ah, M-Master! G-Good morning!"

She immediately sat up and knelt properly, bowing her head.

"Ah, good morning, Tiria. Did you sleep well?"

"...Ah... um... that..."

Her face turned bright red as she stammered.

"Hm, what’s wrong?"

"No, um, it felt really good..."

"...Um... what did?"

"Master... hugging me..."

Hahaha, I see.

"You couldn’t move, right? Were you uncomfortable?"

"N-No, no! It felt really, really good!"

You didn’t have to emphasize it that much.

"I see. That’s good."

"Um... could we sleep together again...?"

Tiria looked up at me with moist eyes.

"..."

I couldn’t say "okay."

I was going back to my original world.

Because of the similarity in Tiria’s sleeping face to Yuki, it suddenly hit me again.

So I couldn’t fulfill that promise with Tiria.

If I told Mateus today, maybe he would say I could go home immediately.

If that happened, I would want to go home right away.

"...Ah, I-I’m sorry for being selfish and willful!"

Tiria misread my silence and jumped off the bed, prostrating herself.

I said nothing and simply watched Tiria prostrate herself.