Chapter 732: Colorful Colors 7
The next day. I knew from the start that the cat beasts would be delighted, so today I’ll talk to the people who are on the fence. No, rather than talk to them, I’ll go confirm their feelings. It seems like the word has already gotten around.
First, Nord-san.
“You said female slave, but does that mean I have to live here?”
“Ah……no, some of them can’t live here, so I can’t say that’s the case for everyone”
“Answer yes or no. Which is it?”
“Nord”
“Alright. Then that’s fine. Give it to me”
Nord agreed without hesitation.
“……N, No, I’ll give it to you on the day itself. Is that okay, Nord-san?”
“I’ve heard plenty of times here that slave isn’t what it really means. It’s just whether you acknowledge her as your woman, right?”
“……Yeah, I guess”
“You don’t want me to sleep with other men, do you?”
“……Yeah”
“Then it’s the same thing. The only difference is whether you wear a mark on your finger or around your neck to show you’re a man’s woman”
I think it’s quite different in terms of social standing, but I wonder if she’s been poisoned by the female slaves in my house who act so calm about it.
“Being able to dance only here……it’s a little too boring to endure. You know, art is about gathering people, right? I don’t hate the countryside, but no matter how much I dance, the faces are always the same, the reactions are always the same……there’s no motivation”
“Haa……”
“This place might develop thanks to the forest elves, but waiting for the town to grow is too long to maintain my art. Besides, white elves can’t respond naturally to dark elf art. I don’t have the patience to wait for them to recognize me”
In short, Nord-san has no objection to being exclusive, but her instinct as a dancer won’t let her stay still. I’m different, so I can only imagine how people who sell their art feel, but I guess that’s just how it is. Even if a performance is so amazing it moves you the first time, your reaction will inevitably dull with repeated viewings. And from the performer’s perspective, showing off to such an audience will eventually grow tiresome. In the world of craftsmen who create practical items, you can just say, 「Who cares if people get tired of it?」. A good thing is a good thing no matter how many times you use it, but with art, it all comes down to whether you can make people marvel. Nord’s desire isn’t something to be dismissed lightly.
“The white collar I’m planning to give to Nord-san……emm, well, it’s kind of like a provisional license, for new female slaves who aren’t too involved yet……”
“……Huh? Is it different from the others? What are the advantages or disadvantages?”
“……I don’t want to get into it too much, but it’s something you can take off more casually than the others……”
“I can take it off……so that means I can sleep with other men?”
“……Emm”
That’s not what I meant, but I’m uncomfortable with Nord’s probing gaze. Come to think of it, it’s a bit chicken-hearted of me. The female side is willing to accept the label of female slave, but I’m leaving it up to her to decide whether she can take it off. Hmm. But I never intended to make Nord a female slave in the first place……and there’s also the part of me that doesn’t want to be expected to be overly masculine. As I started to scratch my head, wondering what to do, Nord smiled wryly.
“What about the other collars? If white is for beginners, then there must be other colors, right?”
“Eh? Umm……I was planning on yellow for those who want to be impregnated and blue for those who are okay with anything else”
“Oh, okay……”
Nord leaned her lips close to my ear.
“……I’ll take yellow. Repaint it for me”
“Eh?”
“Huhu. I told you before, didn’t I? If you can impregnate me, go ahead and try……”
Nord-san took an incredibly lewd step forward in a whisper. I cleared my throat.
“……You’re saying that to a pervert like me?”
“I don’t mind a perverted younger brother’s serious sex……♪”
……Well, she’s definitely Hilda-san’s sister, isn’t she?
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Then I made contact with Mira and her sisters.
“Female slaves. This is going to be a fun life, isn’t it?”
“It’s going to be cold in winter, but I like this town. Cosmos said she’d hire us”
“Eh? You’re a Cima, and you found a job before us!?”
“Hmph. I’m just better than that flat-chested Lukino”
“Breasts have nothing to do with it!?”
……With a surprisingly lighthearted attitude, all three of them were fully intent on living in Polka as female slaves.
“……Is that really okay?”
“Ah, make sure to tell Carlos-nii-sama nicely. If things get tough, just tell Nancy-san, and she’ll probably sort it out”
“Well, it’ll probably be fine if we just leave it alone. After all, our father’s merchant caravan will come here for elf trade anyway, right?”
“It’s because we’re Onix women that those pathetic men of Talc couldn’t even touch such beautiful girls”
“……Uwaa, Lukino, you said it yourself? You called her a beauty? At 100 years old?”
“Hu, at 100 years old, you’re still treated like a kid!”
Even though I was told by Selenium, I can’t help but wonder if these people are really okay. Even knowing they’re 100 years old.
“So, once you become a female slave, you’ll be even more promiscuous than before, right?”
“Huhuhu. I know it’s embarrassing to say, but I have an incredibly sexy body. I can see why Andy wouldn’t want to let me go”
“……Cima, can you say that in front of Sharon or the dragons?”
“……I might not be winning, but I’m not losing either!”
Cima is confident in her body and sees being made a female slave as 「Having her charm recognized」, so she’s positive about it. And while Lukino is teased for her small breasts, by white elf standards, she has a more than sufficient figure. Any man who would look at those breasts and say 「Disappointing」 must have some kind of special fetish.
“So, what about the white collars for Mira and the others?”
“White means they’re female slave apprentices, right? I heard that”
“That’s the real deal”
“Nee”
……Someone must have spoiled the meaning of the collar colors beforehand. It’s fine, but this was supposed to be a secret code between me and the female slaves. If it leaks to the outside, it loses its meaning. We have to make everyone in the town believe that we started wearing colored collars for fashion purposes. Is that okay?
“……There’s also yellow for those who want to be impregnated and blue for those who are open to any kind of erotic activity”
“Oh. That’s a tough choice”
“Ah, I like blue”
“Umm……well, getting pregnant might be a bit too soon……plus, if you wear a blue collar, does that mean no regular sex, or do you have to use contraception?”
“No, there’s nothing like that”
“Then maybe blue”
Cima and Lukino want blue. Mira was a bit undecided but ended up going with blue too. ……As expected of Hildas sisters. Wait, am I really okay with all of this?
When I went to look for Cosmos and Gloria, I found Gloria helping paint the wooden walls at the spot where Cosmos was planning to set up her snack terrace.
“So Gloria does this kind of work?”
“Did you think I only drew erotic pictures?”
“You said you specialized in that before, didn’t you?”
“I just said that because I didn’t want to be asked to do something highbrow. I’m good at paint transformation magic, and besides, this place is too peaceful to sell myself here. Work, work”
It’s pretty physical labor, but she seems to be enjoying it. Unlike me, who doesn’t think much about paid work while I’m here because it’s my hometown, or my comrades who tend to enjoy themselves as hot spring guests due to the irregular nature of their special forces work, the newcomers like her have no choice but to seriously consider ways to earn money. Gloria even sold the house she had in Harmonium. She can’t just keep going without thinking about it anymore.
“So, just to confirm. Gloria, what are you going to do about the next ceremony?”
“The ceremony……the collar one? I thought I told Selenium I’d go”
“Ah……that”
Will she become a female slave? For now, it’s probably best to stick to just being interested in her as an artist and not get too involved. I shouldn’t push her too much either. I haven’t interacted enough with her yet to make any final decisions about female slavery. There’s no need to rush. Let’s just go with the white collar for now. ……Just as I was about to convince myself of that, Cosmos appeared out of nowhere and stood next to me.
“Uwaa”
“Hello, Smithson-san. Of course I’m going, and I’ll be a full-fledged female slave!”
“……Yes”
“Do you feel reluctant about it?”
“No, it’s just that I can’t think of any reason why Cosmos-san would be so into me”
“?”
Cosmos-san looked puzzled.
“Actually, I can’t think of any reason why you wouldn’t be into me”
“……Eh?”
“I can list all your attractive qualities one by one: your face, your penis, your connections, your abilities, and your personality”
“E, Eh……?”
We’re not even that close, is she really that into me?
“You thought, we’re not even that close, didn’t you? Prostitutes are creatures who judge men who come to them just to ejaculate in that short amount of time”
……Yeah, that’s true. In that sense, women are different from men in terms of how quickly they judge people. I glanced at Gloria, and she nodded with a wry smile.
“Even if we’re just a one-night stand to men, we can understand them deeply in just one night, and we’ve lived long enough to be confident that our judgment is correct”
“…………”
“Besides, I’m considered a high-class prostitute, even though I’m not that experienced. High-class prostitutes get a lot of information from various sources. I can tell that you’ve achieved a lot, that you’re trusted by many people, and that you’ll continue to save many people in the future. That’s why I want to get as close to you as possible, and if possible, I want to satisfy my instincts as a female”
“…………”
Once again, I realize that this person is special. It just doesn’t feel natural to me, but there are calculations and feelings of affection that exist in this world. If I dismiss it as creepy, it probably won’t be good for my future. There are already plenty of high-ranking female slaves, and someday I’ll probably come to understand that feeling as well. Watching her carefree smile—a smile that truly seems carefree, despite her 400-year-old life—I think to myself.
“Ah, and please make the collar blue, okay? I wouldn’t want you to waste me by just catching me as a prostitute and using me for breeding♪”
“Eh? What’s that? Did you add more colors?”
“It was newly set yesterday, apparently♪ Yellow is for pregnant slaves, white is for trial slaves, and blue is for service and play slaves♪”
Service and play slaves. What does that even mean? I’ve never heard that before. Where the hell is this information leaking from?
“E, Emm, then I’ll take blue. Please take care of me!”
“No, Gloria-san was supposed to be white”
“Blue!”
Gloria-san. You should stop jumping into things without thinking when someone provokes you. ……Actually, no one’s going to take the white collar. What should I do?