At first, there was some reserve, but now it's completely gone.
Karl's small body was squeezed in the middle.
He only felt various parts of his body being pressed and rubbed by hands and female body parts reaching out from unknown places.
The young maid knelt on the ground, while the older maid moved his body.
The four of them had a variety of ways to play.
Even he, a person who had experienced the baptism of modern times, was growing in postures; this was the difference between theoreticians and practitioners.
And on the other side, the play also began.
Two maids and two Little Boys were already entangled.
One maid was half-kneeling on the ground, with one under her and another behind, while the other maid pushed from behind the boy.
That Little Boy's eyes were red, and the restraint he had when he first arrived was gone from his face.
Like a beast immersed in desire.
Karl withdrew his gaze; since it wasn't in the Time Stop domain, he gained nothing but some new postures.
After some battling, he was surprised to confirm that these maids were not parasitized by a symbiote.
This bath continued until everyone was exhausted and satisfied.
After bathing.
The maids took out three sets of noble attire that had been prepared in advance; the fabric was as smooth as silk, and its value was evident at a glance.
The three of them changed into these new clothes with the help of the maids.
The two sallow and emaciated Children, adorned in these luxurious clothes, also took on a noble appearance.
After seeing themselves in the mirror, their bodies involuntarily straightened, as if they had already integrated into this new identity.
The Head Maid came from outside, saw the three of them, and nodded in satisfaction: "Young masters, please follow me."
She led Karl and the others through the corridor to a spacious room.
Inside the room, three rows of neat beds were lined up, already occupied by several Children. These Children were all around twelve or thirteen years old.
There were both boys and girls; counting Karl and his two companions, there were exactly 6 boys and 6 girls, totaling twelve people.
They sized up their new companions, and a hint of hostility flickered in the eyes of some of the boys.
The Head Maid led the three to the beds and said softly, "This will be your future home; please get along well with your new friends."
After she finished, she waved her hand, and three young girls walked out from the crowd.
The Head Maid led them to the three boys, assigning one to each, forming pairs, and then said, "From now on, they will be your important companions and will be responsible for taking care of your daily lives."
The three girls were the same age as the boys, but because girls develop earlier than boys.
They were noticeably a head taller than the boys.
Standing together, it was like an older sister with her younger brother.
Karl was also assigned a little girl; she had braided pigtails, not stunning, a very ordinary girl next door, and she was also curiously observing Karl.
"Rest early tonight; starting tomorrow, you will attend classes with everyone. I believe you will quickly adapt to life here."
After the Head Maid gave her instructions, she left, and the room immediately fell silent, leaving only the twelve boys and girls.
Karl looked around and quickly noticed the subtle atmosphere in the room.
He observed that there were also cliques among these Children, and the core of this clique was a striking Half-Elf boy.
It must be said that elves are indeed superior in terms of appearance.
And this selection process was clearly based on looks, so among the six boys, four were Half-Elves.
Of course, Karl was also extremely handsome; unlike the slender, somewhat effeminate elves, as a black dragon.
His appearance had more of a 'pretty bad Child' vibe, looking like someone not to be trifled with.
The Half-Elf youth occasionally glanced at Karl, his eyes flashing with hostility.
The other Children, both boys and girls, tended to gravitate towards the Half-Elf.
They actively engaged in conversation with the two boys who came with Karl, instantly isolating Karl.
Of course.
Karl didn't even spare a glance at these petty actions; he turned to the little girl beside him: "What's your name?"
The little girl, who had been secretly looking at Karl, was startled for a moment, then quickly replied, "Everyone calls me little ka."
Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of nervousness.
"My name is Karl." Karl asked, "When did you come here, and why?"
"Ah?" little ka's eyes showed confusion, finding his questions baffling, and honestly replied, "My uncle brought me here seven days ago; I don't know anything else."
Karl looked into her eyes, which revealed a kind of clear foolishness, and knew he wouldn't get a clear answer from her.
Just then, some strange moaning sounds suddenly came from nearby.
Karl turned his head and saw that it was the beautiful Half-Elf youth from before, now lie on a girl's back, and the sound was coming from the girl's mouth.
The Half-Elf youth saw him looking over and deliberately sped up, casting a provocative glance.
Karl glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and walked to the bed to lie down.
He originally thought this was just a noble orgy.
But now it seemed, the waters ran much deeper than he had imagined.
Finding pretty Little Boys from the slums, maid abuse, then the Head Maid establishing authority, and food and noble attire—it was all too practiced.
There were even classes tomorrow.
This had become an entire industry chain.
Not long after Karl lay down, he saw little ka also lie down: "You don't need to sleep on my bed."
"I..." little ka looked pitiful: "This is my bed."
Karl frowned, looking around, and indeed, boys and girls were all on the same bed.
They were extremely casual; some were one boy and one girl, some were two boys and one girl, and there were even two boys, and one boy and one girl with another boy behind them.
They were all Children, but the extent of their development was astonishing.
Chapter 44: Eye-Sore
That night, Karl slept terribly; these Children, despite their young age, had their worldviews distorted, treating "sex" as a matter of course.
If his first stop after transmigrating had been here, he would have surely thought he had arrived in a world with loose sexual morals.
Karl was awakened by a series of moans.
He opened his eyes and saw the Half-Elf youth who had provoked him yesterday, now entangled with two boys in a "zhou" character formation.
There was also a little maid pushing their backs.
Half-Elves are inherently somewhat effeminate, and at this age, it's hard to distinguish gender; the three piled together were extremely an eye-sore.
Karl's mouth twitched, and he withdrew his gaze.
He met little ka's timid gaze.
She lay beside Karl, not daring to move.
"Are they always like this?" Karl asked.
little ka shook her head and then nodded: "They were like this when I arrived."
Karl frowned; this was a deliberate distortion and guidance, twisting the "sexual" concepts of these Children, and it had already become an industry chain.
The things involved here were far more than just a common Earl's orgy.
The Head Maid pushed the door open; she was dressed in a neat black dress with an exquisitely embroidered white apron, her hair styled into a tidy bun.
She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she possessed the unique charm of her age.
Seeing the chaotic scene in the room, she showed no surprise: "Children, breakfast is ready."
A Little Boy rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked over, naked, and stood before the Head Maid: "Mama, can you help me?"
"Of course, dear." The Head Maid immediately squatted down, opened her mouth, and supported the Little Boy's lower back with both hands.
She was very quick; the Little Boy held her head, and in just a moment, he shuddered.
The Head Maid smiled, stood up, her gaze sweeping across the room, finally stopping by Karl, and gracefully walked over: "Did you rest comfortably?"
Karl noticed a smudge of turbid fluid on the Head Maid's lips, from the Little Boy earlier.
"It's fine." For a moment, Karl's worldview wavered, and he even felt an urge to let little ka experience it.
Ultimately, his cerebrum controlled his cerebellum, and he deliberately appeared very wary.
The Head Maid noticed his wariness and discomfort but said nothing more.
She just smiled and nodded, then turned to help the other Children.
These Children were very practiced; they stood behind the Head Maid, lifted her maid's skirt, and pressed against her.
The Head Maid unbuttoned her top, using both her mouth and hands, with several Children clinging to her body simultaneously, working very efficiently.
The two Children who had arrived with Karl yesterday had their eyes wide; emboldened, they rubbed against her for a while before joining in.
The Children here, compared to the girls their age nearby, were clearly more enthusiastic about the Head Maid.
Or perhaps it was some kind of psychological lack of maternal love.
Karl just found it an eye-sore and glanced at little ka beside him.
She didn't show much surprise; clearly, she had seen such scenes frequently during her days here, and had even grown accustomed to them.
The Head Maid attended to each Child until they were all standing aside, panting.
The two Children who had arrived with Karl last night were noticeably more aroused.
They positioned themselves one in front and one behind, sandwiching the Head Maid; however, due to their height, the Head Maid had to half-squat for them to be in the right position.
The two seemed possessed, going at it again and again.
The Head Maid was in no hurry, maintaining a smile, and occasionally guiding them with her hands.
Until the two stood panting at her side.
Only then did the Head Maid stand up again, rebutton her top, gently pat her skirt, and softly say, "Hungry, Children?"
After all that commotion so early in the morning, of course they were hungry.
They all followed behind the Head Maid.
Karl followed suit, keenly observing that almost all the Children gathered around the Half-Elf youth.
Even the boys, having engaged with the Head Maid together, developed a strange bond.
Karl, who didn't participate, was isolated.
The group arrived at yesterday's dining room, where the table was already laden with fragrant, toasted bread.
The boys took their seats, while the girls stood behind them, serving them like maids.
Karl's brows furrowed; this obvious artificial class division meant that even the two Little Boys who had come with him last night began to complacently enjoy their privileges.
He withdrew his gaze, picked up a piece of bread, and took a large bite.
When he took another piece of bread and looked up, he found little ka staring at him intently, her eyes filled with longing and expectation.
"What do you eat?" Karl found her gaze strange.
little ka quickly shook her head, timidly replying, "Wait... wait until you finish."
Karl was startled, looking around; these Little Boys could request more bread at any time, but the girls could only eat their leftovers.
This meant the girls' food was entirely controlled by the Little Boys, another instance of this artificially designed class difference.
"You eat it."
Karl casually tossed the bread to her.
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