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The girl’s silver hair was wrapped around her thin body.

Her long ears – her elf ears – was trembling slightly.

“I am… Nagi-sama’s property.” She said with her voice quavering but with resoluteness as she stared straight to my eyes from where she was sitting on the hard bed.

Alright. I understand.

In response to her resolve, I touched the collar encircled around her thin neck. The silver colored metal fixtures jingled in response and chimed like a bird. The girl’s body curled up as if she was tickled.

I embrace her small frame that was sitting next to me. Her warm body temperature was transmitted to me through her flimsy slave outfit. Her heartbeat was beating so fast, that even her sweat was trickling down from her bare shoulders. I was only hugging her softly, yet her brown skin was burning up.

However, it was pretty dark so I couldn’t really say…

Inside the inn, there was only a small lamp; in its thin glass tube, a flickering ball of flame was swaying. At its best, it could only faintly light up our faces.

“Cecyl, can you make the light stronger with magic?”

“Nagi-sama?”

“I mean, it’s both of our first time, and if it doesn’t work out… it’s gonna be difficult… so I want to be able to see all of Cecyl.”

“Ok… Goshujin-sama…” Cecyl touched the lamp that was placed on the bed with her thin fingers, and the thin ball of flame spread all over the glass tube and brightened up to reveal more of Cecyl.

Alright, with this, I can see better.

Her soft brown cheeks come into my view. This is indeed another world, I’ve come to understand, as I look into her red mysterious eyes.

Both of her hands were on her knees and her legs were swaying shyly, giving her the image of frailty and unreliability. It makes one worry that she’ll just shatter even with just a small exertion of force.

It seems as though she understands what I’ll be trying to do from hereon, as her beautiful fingers keep on clenching, releasing, clenching… on repeated nervousness.

Cecyl was small. She probably didn’t even reach 150 cm tall. Underneath her thin clothes, her small chest was rising up and down heavily. Her skirt was turned up, making the base of her legs visible.

“I’m gonna do it slowly ok?” I say to make sure Cecyl calms down. “I’m going to start now, but I’ll go slowly so Cecyl won’t break.”

“Please do.” Cecyl said, clenching her fists in determination. “With your hands, Nagi-sama, please remake me into a new me.”

“Well said. As expected of my slave.”

“Nagi-sama…”

I hold my hand against her left breast. It was small, yet it was still soft. When I gently put my hand on her, there was a sudden force that pushed back.

I concentrate. From inside Cecyl, there was an image of skills that she herself did not know being taken out.

This was our first coordinated activity, with me as her master and Cecil as my slave.

“Let’s go, Cecyl.”

“Yes, Nagi-sama.”

With Cecyl’s breath on my skin, I shouted out, “「Skill Structure」, Activate!”

Now, why am I on a journey with an enslaved girl – Cecyl – you may ask?

It all started a few hours ago…

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