Disclaimer: This chapter contains a lemon. Not a very sour one though.

A short walk from my dorm apartment later, I arrived on campus. The particular street I was on was known as the shopping district. It had all sorts of shops littered throughout the place, varying in product, size and just about everything else. There were countless items being put on display - gadgets, toys, clothing, weapons, everyday items. Just about everything seemed to be sold here.

It was a pedestrian only street which meant no cars around - just a shit ton of people meandering about instead. I carefully navigated myself through the hoard of people.

'God I hate crowds,' I couldn't help but think. Being accustomed to staying in my room 99% of the time, I was nowhere near prepared enough to be walking through such a densely populated area.

'Why are there so many people here anyways?'

People who were not my waifus. No, they were NPCs from the game. I recognized a few of them - those mafia guys and those other guys… with the weird ears… from the last event?

Okay, I admit, I've skipped a fair chunk of event stories, especially when they didn't involve any characters I like. My knowledge of in-game lore was lacking to say the least.

But if all sorts of Arknight's NPCs were here, then a certain rat girl NPC would be too. You know, the one with the pink hair that gave the I'll step on you vibe. I think her name was Lin.

I mentally salvitated at the thought of meeting her.

I started the game around the Second anniversary Dossoles Holiday event and what an event it was.

Master. Please stay focused on the task at hand.

'Right. Sorry. My bad. It's just that summer skin is just too-'

Master!

I chuckled sheepishly.

'Anyways,' I said - well, thought actually, since we're in public. 'What size are you?'

Awawawa master please!

I suppressed a giggle. My teasing was getting way too much of a reaction out of her and it was adorable. Maybe I'm enjoying this too much. It was a far cry compared to my previous life where talking to girls produced single sentence - sometimes even word - responses.

'I'm just teasing you,' I think in clear amusement.

Hmph.

I could practically feel her crossed arms, head turned, pouting face position. Who knew talking to the opposite gender, out of your own volition, could be so fun?

'On a serious note, how about I pick out clothes of all different sizes for you to try out - that way you can avoid the embarrassment of you telling me your size and all.'

…

'Hey, come on now. Don't go quiet on me all of a sudden. I didn't offend you, did I? Did I take the joke too far?'

Cons of being an introverted shut in I guess. Social norms, cues and styles of conversation were basically foreign concepts to me - a fact that will be highlighted even more in this new world with no doubt different cultures and everything.

'I'm sorry if I did.'

There was that one advice I read one time on reddit, a place where I obtained 99% of my knowledge. Within those wise scriptures, came the advice of using a safeword.

Though, just like with naming her, my mind blanked out at coming up with a safeword.

Wait a second.

Blank. Remove the k and add a c instead, and you get Blanc, french for white. White like her beautiful, silky luscious hair and innocent large eyes. French also happened to be my favorite elective out of all the subjects I took in High School. Absurd, I know. But the teacher was chill and the class was incredibly easy.

…Yeah, not the most creative or well thought name, but I'm sticking with it.

…Hey, Hellastic

Whoa, using my new name I see. Somehow it made the conversation feel much more personal. 'Yes, Blanc, what's wrong?'

She didn't react to me giving her a name which concerned me. Did I really strike a nerve that hard? Oh god, I don't want to destroy my first relationship with a female in a long time - in this new world as well - so fast.

…Do you… Do you happen to prefer girls with big breasts?

"Huh!?" I couldn't help but exclaim out loud. A couple of people close to me gave me a questioning look. I shrunk under their gazes, avoiding eye contact as best as I could.

'Can't you, you know, read my mind for that information?'

I felt her shake her head.

Ah, so she's too scared to see the truth.

I took a mental deep breath. 'Blanc, I can assure you that breasts, no matter the size, shape or form, will always be holy in my eyes. And after seeing yours, I can conclude they are the most divine pair I have ever had the privilege to see.'

Not that I've ever seen a pair in real life - just on the internet.

…Are you sure?

Still not convinced? Fine then, for I will unleash my inner 'culture' on you. Or what normal people of society would call degeneracy.

'I am of the belief that flat is justice and medium is premium. Large, oversized breasts are a no go for me. Preferably, I'd like a pair that are small enough to be cupped in my hand so I can fondle them to my heart's desire. Not to mention firm and perky with-'

Okay I get it!

Her voice was upbeat. Perhaps she realized that her boobs matched my taste almost perfectly - the mental image of them was still firmly saved in my head, HD quality.

I rubbed my watch affectionately hoping it would have some effect. Judging by the satisfying mmm that came from it, I'm guessing it did.

'Are you by any chance jealous,' I asked. This whole discussion happened after I mentioned Lin, who, if I remembered correctly, had bigger breasts than her, and asked her, Blanc, for her bra size.

Even though my master will no doubt add many lucky girls to his harem, I am not concerned or jealous in the slightest as I am his first girl, therefore the highest in ranking. Plus, I also possess a body that suits my master's taste perfectly. As such, there is no reason for me to feel jealous.

'Right,' I thought to her, dragging the word out.

She totally misunderstood me. And what was that about being the first girl in my harem? I definitely like the sound of that. She's right too - her body, in my eyes, was perfection personified.

'I actually meant if you were jealous or not about Lin's breasts being bigger than yours,'

Oh.

I felt my watch heat up and looked at it in fascination as it turned a shade a red. 'Though I guess you did answer indirectly.'

Can we forget about what I said, master?

'Nope. It made me really happy, so I'm not forgetting it anytime soon.'

It really did. Not for the reason of being a first, sizable step to becoming a harem king and building my harem. No, instead, I was happy for this relationship I had with her - it was a first, and I'll be cherishing it as much as I can.

Ehehe~ I'm glad then.

'Me too, Blanc, me too.'

If any strangers were to pass me, they'd see a teen with a huge smile on his face. Today is a good day. After knowing each other for less than a day, we basically indirectly confessed to one another. If everything else progressed this smoothly, then I'd be in a realm light years beyond heaven. But even if it didn't, I'd be perfectly satisfied to stay here on cloud nine with Blanc.

'On that note, how'd you like the new name I gave you?'

I love it, master! I love it so very much~!

Yeah, life is awesome right now. My wide smile became even wider. 'That's good to hear.'

We may have gotten side tracked a little, but now we're back on track.

'So, which store do you wanna visit first?'

Hmm… Oh. Over there, the one selling lingerie.

The hands on the watch moved to point to the store, no longing telling the time. It wasn't like I needed pointing directions though, my wandering eye caught sight of that store long ago.

'Sure thing,' I tell her on instinct before immediately doing a double take. 'Uhhh, wait, shouldn't a simple pair of bra and panties work? No need to be so extravagant.'

Hehehe.

'Why do you sound so cheeky and smug all of a sudden?'

If I wear a boring set of underwear, how will I grab master's attention and satisfy him in bed?

'W-What?'

The tides were turned - I was the one getting teased now.

I forgot to mention but… In order for me to recharge, I need to sleep beside you, initiating as much skin to skin contact as possible.

My heartrate quickened as my imagination went wild.

She clearly took notice of my reaction, her voice becoming even more teasing, and dare I say, captivatingly sexy.

Of course, there's always the quick charge method we could do instead. Can you guess what it entails?

I had a lingering suspicion of what it entailed.

It entails depositing your seed into me~

Fuck. Not good. Something is rising, and it's rising fast.

We could even do it now, if you so desire.

No, stop. I can't take the teasing anymore.

I crave your touch, master.

No, no, no. Please.

I want to feel your hands all over me~

Stop. Yamero. Arrete.

I want to feel you reaching the deepest part of me, and claim where no man has touched before.

I bolted off into an abandoned looking alleyway, heart racing (not from the physical exertion), breathing erratic and mind buzzing.

"Blanc," I said out loud, now that nobody was around. "You win. Now please stop."

I all but begged her, voice hoarse and cracking.

She took that as an invitation to pop out of her watch form, naked in all her glory.

"Hehe~! Payback~! And you're right, teasing is really fun!"

While I loved that she was in such a cheerful mood, and her red face seemed to show she was also quite embarrassed, I had other things to worry about. "Blanc, please. Return to your watch form. I don't think I can control myself from jumping you for much longer."

"What if I don't want to?"

I looked at her in disbelief.

"What if I want you to take me, right here, right now?"

I nearly pounced on her right then and there, but refrained. A beautiful, naked lady who called me her master was urging me to take her then and there, yet I refused - I controlled my urges, if barely.

"W-Where'd you get this newfound confidence?" I asked, voice high pitch and hoarse.

"Hehe~. Well, our previous conversation made me very happy." she said with a wide smile that lit up her face. I wanted to take a picture of her right then and there. "It also removed any doubts I had about my body."

To prove her point, she did a twirl, showing off her naked back for the first time. And like the other parts of her body I saw, it was simply divine. Her back was arced and smooth - it made me want to run a finger down her spine. Her thighs and legs were just as alluring from the back as they were from the front.

And her ass. Oh god I have found new meaning in life: to get her to sit on me. Her derriere was simply exquisite. It wasn't overly big or muscular - just a smooth, round, and soft lump of flesh that I had to squeeze, much like two other mounds on her body.

At this point, it felt like my heart was about to burst out of my chest. A certain lower region body part was rock hard, standing at attention, ready for action.

Blanc walked closer to me slowly, moving her hips from side to side. "You gave me confidence, master. Now, I am ready to truly become the first member of your harem."

Confidence? Ironic really, considering the fact that I lost confidence once our relationship became closer. Understandable, since this is my first - I'm lost here, at the mercy of her desires.

"Take me master. Claim me as one of yours."

Her hand trailed slowly up my thighs, giving me sensations I've never felt in my previous life. Her face was so close to mine that if I leaned forward a little bit, I could kiss her. Her eyes were lost in desire - lust would have suited her as a name really well right now. Her mouth was left slightly ajar, as she let out long breaths. She had a fang, I noticed. Cute.

'Ah, fuck it.'

I closed the distance between the two of us, lightly kissing her on the lips. It was short but sweet. Literally. Her lips tasted like cotton candy.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she brought a hand to her mouth and licked her lips. Her already heavily blushing face became an even darker shade of red.

"That was nice," she said, smiling widely. "My first kiss."

"Mine too."

Obviously, I had never kissed another girl in my old world. If that comes as a surprise to you, then I don't know what to say.

"Wanna do it again?" she asked hungrily. Desire practically oozed off of her. "For longer?"

My eyes couldn't keep contact with her - they flickered around. She was just too hot. "I-I mean, sure-"

I didn't get to finish my response before her mouth smashed into mine. Blanc straddled my waist as she began attacking my lips. Assault is what I should call it. She was assaulting my mouth with hers.

To be honest, I really had no idea what I was doing - I was just following her lead to the best of my ability. She was enjoying it, though. That much I can tell.

She stopped all too soon.

"I can't take it anymore, master. I want you to take me. Now."

Somehow she took off my shirt without me noticing. I managed to stop her before she completely took off my pants.

"Wait wait wait," I hastily stammered out. "This is our first time. Shouldn't it be something special?"

My question was met with an incredulous stare that seemed to say: "Does it look like I care?"

It was cheesy, I know. My dick seemed to heavily disagree with me as it seemed to be yelling 'What the fuck do you think you're doing!? Just fuck her already!'

"At least someplace better than this," I managed to say.

She responded by poking my penis, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Yeah, my dick was really hard, to the point of painfulness.

"A compromise then," I suggested. "I help get you off and you help me."

I couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth - the offer I was suggesting. Then again, I couldn't believe the fact that my hormones haven't already won over. I partly expected us to be a pair of wild animals in the heat right now.

"I'm surprised we're not have sex yet master," she said, having the same thought as me. "You have a lot of self control."

Her hand drifted over to my crouch, staying there. It gave off a warm, pleasurable and comforting feeling.

"But I suppose this is a fair compromise. Just know that you will make me yours."

I nodded.

"Now it's time for the pants to come off," she said hungrily. Her hands traveled to pull my pants off before I stopped her hands. She looked at me in surprise.

Taking a deep breath, I composed myself. "Blanc, wait."

"Hm?"

"Ladies first."

"Huh?"

That comment seemed to throw her for a loop.

"Sit down."

"But masterrr," she whined, catching on. "Your needs should be prioritized first."

"And I need to pleasure you first," I rebutted. "Plus you're already naked."

Knowing that she wasn't winning the argument, she relented, sitting down on a clean enough looking box.

"Now spread your legs."

She obeyed, but not without covering her face with her hands in embarrassment.

"Awawa, so embarrassing…"

Her vagina was magnificent. Pink and hairless, it looked so tender and sensitive. Getting down on my knees between her legs, I made a small praying gesture before beginning.

'Thanks for the meal,' I thought, genuinely thanking whatever being made this possible.

Sex ed taught me little about the vagina and it's intracacies but not enough so I decided to wing it, basing everything off what I got off the internet in my past life.

I blew gently onto the entrance causing her to shiver in pleasure and anticipation. She was visibly wet with excitement so I decided to stop her from waiting.

I gave a couple small kisses to her inner thighs, each getting a visually noticeable reaction from, before giving the surface of her pussy one long lick from bottom to top. The action got an auditory reaction from her. A moan she tried her best to conceal.

She failed.

'Is it just me, or is she really sensitive? Or, does this have anything to do with my special powers?'

I didn't bother thinking too much about it. The moan I just heard sounded angelic to my ears - I just had to get her to make more sounds similar to that, without her hands muffling the sound.

I gave her another lick, this time with my tongue probing deeper. Another muffled moan, this time louder. I grinned, before attacking her slit once more.

Her love juices tasted sweet - good.

Feeling like my hands weren't getting enough action, I moved my left hand to her neglected breasts, taking the left. After a long lick of her pussy, savoring the sweet flavor and causing another cute moan from her, I moved onto teasing her right breast with my mouth while my hand worked to lightly stroke her soft entrance.

My hands perfectly copper her left breast as I squeezed it gently. My mouth worked on her right breast, licking her hard nipple. Mewls of pleasure could be heard from her as she squirmed in her seat.

"Master… Please. Stop teasing me," she said, looking down at me through the cracks of your finger. Her voice was so meek and small. It was quiet - a far cry from earlier. It made me want to dominate her.

"Only if you put down your hands. I want to hear your unmuffled moans and see your face contorted in pleasure."

She seemed to ponder this for a while before her desire for release won out. She lowered her hands to show me her face - beautifully lewd in all its glory.

"Good girl," I said before I continued on.

My left hand still played with her breast. I mean, how could I not. They just felt so good - so soft and malleable.

My right hand, on the other hand, moved up her womanhood, and stroked her clit lightly. She jolted at my touch, a loud gasp escaping her.

"That feel good," I asked.

"Yes," she said, breathing hard. "Very."

God damn it, my dick itching for action right now. But it would have to wait.

I continued on, my left hand still fondling her breast as my mouth moved down again to taste her love juice.

My tongue swirled around her clit. Immediately, Blanc grabbed onto my hair and squeezed my head with her thighs - it was amazing I tell you, getting squished between the two.

"Master!"

I received the loudest moan of the day yet. My tongue stopped, allowing her to calm down, catch her breath, and loosen up so she wasn't suffocating me with her thighs - not that I minded. Oh, and my left hand was still playing with her delightful breast, earning the occasional mewl and whimper from her.

I gave her some time to adjust. The clit was a very sensitive part of the body, often to a painful extent.

"Ready to continue?" I asked after a bit.

After receiving a nod in confirmation, I continued on. This time, my tongue penetrated her pussy.

"Mmm, master~"

I felt the walls of her pussy squeeze around my tongue as I went deeper and deeper.

"Haaaah~"

The sounds she was making, the panting and moaning, it was music to my ears.

My left hand lightly pinched her nipple, eliciting another moan from her. It seemed every part of her body was incredibly sensitive. Either that, or I was really good at this.

My right hand went to lightly stroke her clit as my tongue kept exploring the depths of her pussy which elicited a long, shuddering moan from her.

"O-Oh my god, master. I-It feels so good."

I grinned in response. Then, I switched, my middle finger slowly started pushing into her pussy, as my mouth took a break. A tongue can only go so deep, after all. My left hand, of course, was still playing with her soft, tender breast.

Blanc's insides were warm and moist, her opening practically sucking my finger into her depths. Looking up, I saw the view of her lewd face - redder than ever, eyes unfocused and mouth slightly opened, breathing heavy.

My finger was buried completely in her by this point as I wriggled it around inside her experimentally. I was trying to gauge her reaction - trying to find her sensitive spots.

"Haaah, haaah, haaaah~. Master," Blanc moaned in pleasure as my finger slowly did its work. It seemed every spot in her pussy was sensitive, every action garnered an audible reaction. Quiet moans of pleasure quickly filled the alleyway.

"Faster. Please."

She whimpered out that last part, completely lost in the heat of the moment, succumbing to her desires. Obviously, I complied - who was I to deny her request?

Adjusting my position a bit, I sped up. Recalling an article - I think the name was 'How to Please Your Girl' or something - on the internet I read for, uh, research purposes, I began enacting the article's advice.

The G-Spot was an extremely sensitive area in a girl's womanhood. To stimulate the spot, you were to have your fingers thrust in and out in a 'come hither' motion. I did just that.

"Ahhhh~! Master~!" she cried out in pleasure, pulling my hair, hard.

I continued the motion, gradually speeding the pace of my finger up. In doing so, her moans became louder, higher pitched and her hair pulling harder.

"Don't stop! Master, whatever you do, please don't stop- Ahhh~~!"

My tongue began attacking her clit in tandem, which brought out the loudest, most unreserved cry of pleasure yet.

"Yes! Oh god master, yes!"

My finger's pace sped up even more as my tongue did all sorts of things to her clit - licking it slowly, swirling around it, poking it. Blanc was lost in the ecstasy of pleasure as her legs wrapped around me, likely out of her conscious control, locking me in position.

They tightened around me as I felt her inch closer and closer to release.

'This would be the first orgasm I give to a girl, better make it a memorable one.'

And then my finger and tongue started to feel weird all of a sudden. It was as if magical energy was coursing through - wait, was this the power I was granted?

I didn't think too much about it, opting to focus on giving Blanc an unforgettable orgasm.

"Master! Master! Oh master~!"

Just a bit more and she'll be over the edge.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Awawawawa! Master~~!"

I could practically see the pleasure wrack through her body as she shook, convulsed and spasmed in orgasmic bliss. Her pussy tightened around my finger as the sweet release hit her.

Soon enough, her orgasm faded. Her legs loosened around me as she collapsed onto me in post orgasmic bliss.

"Haaaaah… master… you have no idea… how good… that felt. It was absolute bliss~"

She was panting, voice a whisper as she spoke those words into my ear.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

My dick was twitching in envy as if it was saying: when's my turn?

"Ehehehe~"

It was unsurprisingly different from the videos I used to watch on the internet - no fake moans or exaggerated cries of pleasure. Plus, my finger wasn't pumping in and out of her at such absurdly high speed.

Slowly, after a while of recovery, Blanc got up. Her legs were shaky, near collapse as the occasional shiver of pleasure still went through her.

"Your turn now, master," she managed to say through shaky, uneven breaths.

She pushed me to sit down before getting on her knees, ready to take off my pants and pounce on my dick. Then it hit me.

I'll be naked with a girl for the first time ever. I was already feeling flustered being topless, but to have everything exposed? I quickly covered my face with my hands which prompted a knowing look in response.

"Masterrr," Blanc practically sang out. "We don't want your hands covering your face now, do we?

Sheepishly, I lowered them. She grinned at me before stripping me of my clothes in one swift motion.

"Whoa," we both say at the same time. My dick was free from its shackles, springing up in all its glory.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but wonder: 'was it always that big?'

Blanc seemed to have similar thoughts about my size. "I didn't know you were this huge, master. Now I really want it inside me now~"

"J-Just - just get one with it, please."

She giggled before wrapping her slender hands around my dick, stroking it gently.

'Fuck, this feels infinitely better than my hand ever did.'

Up and down, stroking it gently, with lots of care and precision - like how one would treat their most prized treasure.

Slowly, she brought her mouth down, licking the tip of my shaft.

"God damn…"

A low groan of approval escaped my lips as her tongue swirled around the sensitive tip of my penis.

"Holy shit Blanc, that feels good."

She hummed in happiness at my approval, the vibrations sending more waves of pleasure through me. It was around this point, when my dick started going deeper into her mouth, that my mind became more and more incoherent - nothing but pleasure filling my mind.

She sucked deeper and deeper, used her tongue with expert precision and even one of her hands was giving my balls attention, fondling them gently. I was on cloud nine as I moaned and groaned her name.

She couldn't quite get to the base of my dick, but that's okay. That sort of thing came with practice.

'Or with a little bit of force,' I thought as my hands subconsciously grabbed her head and pulled her down to the base of my penis.

"Mmph mmm!" she exclaimed in surprise, eyes wide. But she didn't seem against it. In fact, she looked all for it as she tried to pleasure me to the best of her ability.

And it was working too. Her precise tongue, her tight throat and her soft hands sent me over the edge as I buried my dick as deep in her mouth as possible.

"God fucking damn," I groaned as I was sent over the edge. Briefly, my mind went blank with pleasure.

I held her head in place as I slowly released my load into her. One, two, three, four, five shots of hot, thick, white cum were shot down her mouth before I let go of her and came a bit on her face as well. Blanc gasped for breath as I leaned back, staring at the sky, feeling as if my soul was leaving my body. If I died now, I'd die a happy man.

"Did you find that enjoyable, master?" Blanc asked, catching her breath.

"Very," I replied. My mind was blown from the pleasure, my dick still giving the occasional twitch as if wanting another round.

"I'm glad to hear."

Lowering my gaze from the sky to her, I was surprised to see what type of state she was in. My half hard dick was still resting on her face, completely covering her left side. Her eyes were lidded, half opened and there was cum dotted all over her face. It was an erotic site - one I'll engrave into my memory.

"So master… are we finally going to go shopping now?" she asked after a while.

I took a deep, shuddering breath as the last of the post orgasmic bliss left my body - all that was left now was a dopamine filled brain and a post-nut clarity mind.

"Don't act like all this wasn't your fault."

"Ehehe."

She had two of her fingers touching each other as she looked up at me with big, innocent eyes. Unfortunately, the image was ruined. There was still cum all over her face and my penis still rested on her left side as well.

"So, are you recharged now?" I asked, recalling the one-sided, teasing conversation we had before we ended up in this alleyway.

"Uhh… by what do you mean, master?" she asked in confusion before it hit her. "Oh! Oh yeah! I'm all charged up now, ehehe. Your seed was delicious"

It was a lie then. Not that I cared - I wouldn't mind 'recharging' her every now and then.

My hand reached out to rub her head. She leaned into the touch, making sounds that sounded awfully close to purring.

"Blanc, return to your watch form. It's time to finally start shopping."

"Okay~!"

After cleaning myself to the best of my ability - which wasn't all that good - I left the alleyway. If anyone with a sensitive nose were to sniff me, like a Lupo, they'd get a nice whiff of stuff they'd probably rather not smell.

'Hey, some of the shop workers here look kind of young, don't they?' I mentally asked Blanc.

That's probably because they're either working here part time or under an internship.

'Interesting.'

I looked around, trying to find any operators I recognized. There were definitely some I could see working here. It was also the weekend, so there were bound to be students here as well. Sadly, I found none in time, as I stood before the lingerie store entrance.

'You sure about this, Blanc,' I mentally asked, beginning to second-guess myself. Walking into a lingerie store as a guy, all alone, would look out of place.

I am. Now go. I'll tell you which one's to buy.

I mentally prepared myself. Pushing open the doors, I stepped into the depths of the unknown, known as shopping with a female - oh, and also entering a lingerie store all by myself, I've never done that before as well.

And take that one as well, on the top right.

'Blanc, why are you choosing all the most provocative sets?' I asked. They also happened to be on the expensive side.

Ehehe, it's all for the benefit of my master.

Buying all these would put a sizable dent in my money supply but I suppose it was worth it. I just hope we have enough to buy all the other stuff we need - regular clothing for Blanc and school supplies for me.

I walked to the check-out area and put the items on the counter. The employee began scanning the items. She was on the young side, probably still attending school. On the sides of her head were two horns, I think. Something about her looked sorta familiar, and rather good, but none of that helped me identify what race she was or who she was. Sarkaz maybe? Frankly, the only race I really know is Lupo, because that's the race of my favorite waifus.

The woman behind the counter gave me a questioning look after she finished scanning all the items. "Who are these for?"

"A… friend," I replied with a bit of hesitation.

"Right," she said, clearly unconvinced. "And why is she not here?"

The question threw me for a loop, as I stood there, thinking of what to say.

I suppose you could tell them the truth, master.

Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea. Nothing wrong with telling the truth, right?

"B-Because she doesn't have any… clothes?"

That sounded really suspicious, coupled in with how unconfident my voice sounded, I was just begging for a misunderstanding.

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to stay here for a moment," she said, before walking off.

Wait, she's walking off. Wait, she's walking off! She's not calling security, is she?

This was bad. This was really really bad. Back in my old world, I always sucked at ordering food. I was introverted. I still am, but I think I've been doing much better ever since coming to this new world and getting a girlfriend (?) to boot.

Hmm, girlfriend sounded nice.

I tried calling out to her, but my voice faltered.

No! This was not the time for old habits.

Taking a deep breath, I composed myself. "Ma'am, wait! I can assure you, it's not what you think."

She walked back. "Really? Then what exactly should I think?"

I exhaled slowly. "My friend lost all her clothing in an accident. I'm here to buy replacements for her."

I managed to say that without stuttering, sounding as confident as I could. It was a half truth, so technically I wasn't lying.

"Is that so," she said, doubt still present in her voice. "Then why didn't you just lend her some of your clothes. If you're close enough to be buying her underwear, you should be comfortable enough lending your clothes to her."

That comment hit me harder than the truck that sent me to this world.

W-Why didn't I think of that? I guess I have an excuse of being recently isekai-ed into this world, so I was overwhelmed and thus couldn't think logically.

Still, 'I'm an idiot.'

You're an idiot, Blanc spoke in my head at the same time.

'Shut it, you. You're just as much to blame as me, if not more. I mean, not only did you not come up with a solution, you also suggested coming here first.'

Ehehe, oopsie.

'Oopsie? Oopsie?" I mentally sighed. 'What's done is done. Right now, I need a way to get myself out of this mess.'

Maybe you could continue with the truth? Bring to your dorm and show me to her. Then she'll believe you.

'I really don't think that's a good idea, Blanc.'

Unfortunately, my mental conversation with Blanc ended with the women getting impatient with my lack of response.

"Sir? Please explain yourself, or I'm calling security."

Fuck it. Might as well go with Blanc's idea. What's the worst that could happen?

"If you don't believe me," I started saying, making sure to speak slowly so that I can construct my argument in the best way possible to convince her. "You can always come to my apartment and see."

I constructed my argument in probably the worst way possible. She'll absolutely take that the wrong way.

"If that's how you kidnapped the girls those underwear are for, then you have something coming for you. For one, I'm not that gullible. For another, your act ends here. I'm calling security."

"Wait! Just give me the benefit of the doubt."

Her eyes narrowed. "I've already given it to you."

"Then give it to me again!"

Oh god, that sounded wrong. Everything I've been saying to her sounded wrong or could be taken in the wrong way.

She paused for a bit, as if contemplating my fate. "I suppose I will then."

"Thank you," I said gratefully. Now I just had to find a way out of this situation.

She didn't let me think of one before asking me another question. "Suppose there really is a friend in need of clothes. Why start here of all places? There are plenty of shops closer to the residential district.

"But I guess I can understand. You are a male at the peak of puberty."

She's not wrong.

"So that brings us to me asking you for physical proof of your 'relationship' with this girl. Images of you two together, past text conversation, heck, you could even call her right now."

'Oh god. I'm really fucked now, aren't I?'

Yup! You are absolutely cornered, master. Should have had your way with me when you had the chance; No way we're going to be able to have sex in prison.

'It's literally my first day in this new world. I don't wanna go to jail.'

I don't want my master to be arrested as well, but what can you do?

'And whose fault is it, that I'm getting arrested?' I said in a light accusatory tone. Honestly, I wasn't mad. This was truly a strange plight I managed to find myself in. Something no one could have predicted.

Ehehe~, oopse!

It seemed she also understood I wasn't really mad. Good.

In the end, I couldn't help but laugh at my situation. This woman was sharp. She may have misunderstood the whole situation - though it wasn't hard to - but the way she so easily cornered me logically showed her intelligence. Not to mention, after taking a better look at her, she was most certainly good on the eyes.

"I can feel your eyes ogling at me," she said. Perceptive as well. Now she had even more evidence to support her misconception of me. "But I won't stop you. In fact, I'll even encourage."

Huh?

"Take one last look at such a fine model of the female body before you're sent to prison, away from the public, for the rest of your pathetic life."

Harsh. But also, hot. But also, also, what the fuck am I supposed to do now?

At the end of the day, I won't get into any real trouble - I am 100% innocent. Still, back in my old world, false rape accusations could ruin someone's life. I didn't want that. Especially on my first day here.

I took a deep breath and composed myself. "Do you have a private room we could go to?"

You're not going too…?

'I am. It's the only way out of this mess. I'm sorry.'

If it's for my master, then anything's okay!

That response made me feel guilty. Really guilty. 'Look, Blanc, if you feel in any way that you don't want this to happen, just tell me. I'll gladly take a hit to my reputation for your dignity.'

It's okay, master. Trust me.

'A-Alright.'

"I don't think we need a private room to view any physical evidence of your 'relationship' with this girl."

"But we do need one to view this girl. Her name is Blanc, by the way."

"And you expect me to trust you not to try anything funny while we're inside the room?" she asked, hands on her hips, looking at me suspiciously.

"Just give me the benefit of the doubt, just this once."

A short pause, then a sigh. "Alright, fine. Just don't try anything funny. For your own safety."

The last part was spoken with a hint of edge. It was intimidating, it made me want to hide in fear. She seemed to hide a lot of… something. Experience? Violence? Thinking too much about it wouldn't do me any good, so instead, I focused on the task ahead.

Grabbing the lingerie, I followed her. When met with a raised eyebrow from the shop employee, I merely said, "Might as well have her try these on in the private room."

"You have 5 seconds," she said immediately after we enter, "before I alert security."

"Blanc."

Yes master!

She appeared in front of me, her glorious naked body for all the world to see. I was treated with a magnificent view of her backside, staring intently at her.

"Well color me surprised. There really is a girl in need of clothing."

"Yeah," I said, relieved.

"And you don't seem to have summoned her by arts, either."

She nodded as if coming to a conclusion.

"Blanc, right? Are you staying with him out of your own free will?"

"Yup! I'm staying with my m- Hellastic here through my own free will."

My heart jumped when she began to say master. While saying something like that probably wouldn't cause any more misunderstandings, it easily would have made the atmosphere awkward. I'm glad she managed to correct herself in time.

"I see then," she said slowly. Immediately after, she bowed down to the two of us. "I am terribly sorry for the trouble I have caused the two of you. And I am terribly sorry for falsely accusing you."

"It's fine, really. An easy circumstance to midread."

"I could have ruined your reputation."

"Like I said, it's fine. Water under the bridge." I tried to reassure her as much as possible. I genuinely wanted to get a move on things - we've had way too many delays.

"Some compensation then? Perhaps a discount on those items?" she asked, pointing towards the lingerie that Blanc was currently trying out.

I nodded. While I didn't think compensation was needed, a discount on those expensive items would be nice. Plus, who am I to refuse such a good deal? "Yeah, sure, that works."

"Excellent. I'll take the payment now and then leave you two inside to leave you to your own devices."

Right as she was about to leave, after receiving the payment, I called out to her. "What's your name, by the way?"

She turned around and responded. "Ines."

Wait, Ines, in like the Ines from the Dark Knight's Memoir story event? I've read a bit of it, understood even less, but damn did I not recognize her. It had to do with the store outfit. Baggy, plain and boring - it undeniably didn't suit her. Honestly, you'd have thought that a lingerie store would provide more provocative clothing for its staff.

That begs the question, what was she doing, working here? If I recall correctly, she was a mercenary.

"Nice to meet you, Ines. I hope you remember us the next time we visit, and give us some sweet discounts again."

"No guarantees," she said, a smile flickering on her face. "But I'll try."

I left the shop with a much lighter wallet, similar to how I leave a banner I rolled on with a near empty wallet. It was worth it though, in both scenarios. Blanc gave me quite the show after Ines left the two of us alone. There was something about wearing the bare minimum amount of clothing - fabrics which covered only your most private areas - that made it sexier than being outright naked.

'No more getting sidetracked, okay?' I said to Blanc. Time was of the essence - school started tomorrow for me.

Okay~!

I turned around to see a Sushi stand come into view. My stomach growled in need.

'Okay, maybe a little bit more of getting sidetracked, I'm starving.'

AN: Myrmexx, thanks for your review. I hope it proves to be a fun read.

Zet4: Thanks for the review. Don't think too much on the name - it literally is my ign for most games I play. As for the harem aspect of the fic, well, it's a self insert, fantasy fulfilling fic, so it's unlikely that it's not gonna be a harem. I'll try to write it to the best of my ability, though.

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