Rika lay on the bed, her long black hair spilling over the pillow. Her ears twitched slightly as Ren leaned over her, his shadow falling across her face.
He kissed her again, deeper this time. His tongue brushed against hers, and she trembled, clutching the sheets. His hand squeezed her breast. It was soft and heavy, too big for his one hand to hold completely.
She let out a shaky breath when their lips parted. Her cheeks were bright red, and her chest rose and fell quickly.
Ren lowered his head and pushed her dress up, baring her breasts to the cool air. They were round and soft, rising and falling with her shaky breaths.
He leaned in and closed his lips around one nipple, sucking gently at first. It was darker than her skin, warm and stiff against his tongue. When he sucked harder, a faint sound escaped her throat, and her body trembled beneath him.
She covered her face with one arm, hiding her expression. Her ears stood straight, trembling.
He sucked harder, and when he pulled away, there was a wet pop. Saliva glistened on her nipple.
Her breathing was rough, and her tail coiled around her thigh tight.
Ren slid one hand down between her legs. His fingers brushed against the warm, wet lower lips. She flinched, her thighs tensing, but didn't move away.
He rubbed her slowly, then slid a finger inside.
"Ah—!" Her body arched slightly, and her voice broke into a breathless moan.
He moved his finger in and out, feeling her warmth close around him. Her hips twitched with every push, and a soft sound escaped her lips each time.
Ren lifted his head and looked into her eyes. "Can I…?" His voice was low as he pulled out his cock. The tip pressed against her wet entrance.
She hesitated, then gave a small nod.
Ren positioned himself and pushed in slowly. Her body tightened around him, hot and wet.
"Ahh…" Her voice cracked as he filled her completely. Her arms held onto him, nails digging lightly into his back.
Ren gritted his teeth and started to move. The bed creaked as his hips thrust against hers, each movement drawing a soft cry from her lips.
Her ears trembled wildly, and her breath came fast, her voice breaking into moans.
"Rika…" he whispered against her neck.
She only gasped, unable to speak, her tail twitching helplessly.
His pace quickened until the heat in his body burst. He held her tight as he came inside, feeling her shiver against him.
For a moment, there was only the sound of their breathing. Then Ren slowly pulled out and lay beside her.
Her face was red, her eyes half-closed. She covered her face with one arm, trying to hide her expression, while her chest rose and fell in quick bursts.
Ren watched her for a while, then closed his eyes. Sleep claimed him in seconds.
Morning came with bright sunlight spilling across the bed. Ren woke first, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
He muttered, "Status."
A faint chime sounded in his head as the green bar appeared in the corner of his vision, but something new blinked beneath it:
[ Job Unlocked: Slave Master ]
[ Benefits:
• Increases stats based on slave loyalty.
• Grants unique skills.
• Ability: Hide true class from detection. ]
Ren's eyes widened, and he let out a sharp laugh. "YES!"
He pumped his fist in the air.
Rika's sleepy voice came from the bed. "M-Master…? Did something happen?"
Ren froze. 'Oops… I woke her.'
He cleared his throat. "Nothing. Get ready. We're going out."
Rika sat up slowly. Her hair was messy, and her ears drooped as she yawned. Her tail swished behind her as she stood.
Ren changed into his simple shirt and trousers. They were plain and old, the kind of clothes any beginner wore. He had no armor, no weapon, just an empty belt and a coin pouch that felt far too light now.
Rika wore a short, rough tunic that reached her knees. She tied it tighter around her waist with a frayed cord. Her bare feet touched the floor as she moved.
They went downstairs for breakfast. The inn served bread and stew again. Rika ate quietly, her ears twitching every now and then. Ren ate, and watched her, thinking how different she looked now compared to when he bought her.
After eating, they left the inn and walked to the Adventurer's Guild.
The guild hall was wide and busy. Wooden beams held up the high ceiling. Long tables filled the center where adventurers drank and laughed. A large board on the wall was covered in worn papers listing quests of all ranks.
Ren walked to the counter. A young woman stood there, her brown hair tied back neatly. Her smile was polite, though her eyes looked tired. She wore a blue dress marked with the guild's symbol.
"I want to register as an adventurer," Ren said.
She nodded and brought out a blue crystal orb. "Please place your hand on this."
Ren touched it. The orb glowed faintly, then numbers floated above it.
Job: Unavailable || Level: 2
The receptionist blinked, then gave an awkward smile. "Uh… Are you sure? If you're having trouble, you could always post a request here. Someone might help you for a small fee…"
Ren smiled confidently. "No. I want to register as an adventurer."
Her expression turned worried. "Please, reconsider. It's dangerous. You could die on your first quest—"
The hall grew dark. A shadow fell across the counter. The noise behind them hushed slightly, as if the air turned heavy.
Ren turned his head.
Behind Rika stood a man with broad shoulders like a wall. His arms were thick with muscle, his chest wide as a doorframe. His face was stern, and his presence made the air heavy.
He wore a dark leather coat reinforced with steel plates, the kind only seasoned adventurers could afford.
Rika stiffened, her tail curling tight around her leg as her ears flattened.
"Kid," the man said in a deep voice. "Go home. This is no place for pranksters."
Ren's face darkened.