Chapter 57: Silly Girl.

(Marinkia’s POV)

Marinkia: “…”

Ava: “…”

Luckily, the trap wasn’t a spiked pit, or anything too dangerous. Instead, it was just a rope trap, which wrapped around her leg and pulled her upside down. If any Numens saw this, they might think that they’ve come upon a good feast…

Marinkia: “Are you a deer?” I ask.

Ava: “What’s a deer?” She replied with a confused tone.

Marinkia: “…”

How stupid do they keep the livestock? I mean, she mentioned having access to various forms of entertainment. In none of them, no one ever mentioned a deer? Hmm… Maybe the kinds of entertainment that livestock has access to is more limited than I imagined.

With a sigh, I hugged Ava’s body. Currently, the confused girl had her face planted at my crotch. But I got no arousal from this. I just needed to cut her down, though I didn’t wish for her to get hurt in the process. As such, I needed to hold her up.

Cut!

The rope trap was destroyed, and the free Ava was then safely held in my arms. Flipping her around, I then put her back on the ground safely. I then dusted her off a bit and checked her leg. There was a bit of wound from the tightly wound rope, so I took out some ointment from my package and put it on for Ava. I bandaged it as well.

Ava: “…Thank you.” She said with a red face.

Marinkia: “You’re welcome, but please don’t think that I am attracted to you.” I reply.

Ava: “It’s not that, I swear!” She quickly replied.

Marinkia: “Then why the red face? Are you sick?” I ask with a concerned tone.

Ava: “No, no… It’s just, I felt like you were my mother for a second there.” She admitted with an embarrassed tone and expression.

Marinkia: “Oh.” I reply.

Do I see her as my daughter? Is that why I am protecting and taking care of Ava? I don’t know that for sure yet… Taking her hand; I started to walk through the forest. I have no idea who set that trap, and it was recently placed. So I don’t want Ava running off again.

Sometime Later.

The further into the forest that we went, the more and more traps that we came across. Most of them were ones that I even I knew how to set up, so avoiding them was very easy. If Ava was alone, she would have fallen for each one, though…

This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.

Ava: “Did a human set up these traps?” She asked.

Marinkia: “Hard to say.” I reply.

The traps didn’t even seem to be for humans, either. No zombies were caught in the traps, though we did come across a few of them. As for why Ava got caught in a trap… it is because she is a pretty small person. It was no wonder how she was easily overpowered by those men.

Giving her a freebie, Ava was almost two heads shorter than me. This made it far easier to carry her. It wasn’t like my wives were heavy, mind you. But carrying Ava was similar to carrying a small dog or something. Were they not feeding her properly at her farm?…

Marinkia: “Do you see that over there?” I ask, pointing out a specific object.

Ava: “What is that?” She asked with a curious tone.

Marinkia: “A cabin.” I answer.

Ava: “Oh!” She replied.

Marinkia: “…We will be resting in it tonight.” I inform.

That is, if it is safe to do so. With my Katana drawn, and Ava behind me, I approached the cabin. Opening it up, I saw that it wasn’t occupied. But there wasn’t any dust or anything like that. Instead, it was clearly recently lived in…

Ava: “Wow… how rustic!” She happily said, looking and exploring around the somewhat small cabin.

Eh, whatever. Whoever owns it wasn’t here at the moment, and Ava needs to rest. The sun will be going down in an hour, anyway. And stealing someone’s house for a night is far better than sleeping outside in a forest.

While Ava had fun exploring, I blocked the door with a chair, and I blocked the windows with furniture. Whoever owns this place will be even more pissed off to realize that I fucked with their furniture arrangement. Heh…

Ava: “There is only one bed again…” She said.

Marinkia: “So? It is more than big enough to hold us both.” I reply.

Ava: “I… I uh… I need relief, Marinkia.” She struggled to say.

Marinkia: “Relief? You didn’t go to the restroom that long ago, though?” I reply with a head tilt.

I had wipes in my pack, even though my kind rarely even uses the restroom. It was easy for Ava to just go behind a tree while I waited and protected her. She didn’t seem to be bothered by it, either. Why is she being difficult?

Ava: “I mean… I need to… Touch…” She tried to say, tears threatening to come out of her eyes.

Marinkia: “Oh, I get it. Sorry… I’ll wait outside. It looks like a there is a shower in this cabin, probably with running water. When you’re done, knock on the door and then go take a shower.” I suggest.

I wasn’t in any hurry to leave, so I just calmly removed the chair blockade that I made earlier, and then left the cabin. As for what Ava was talking about… It was masturbation. Nothing to be embarrassed about, in my opinion.

Even though I am married, I still do it myself from time to time. Looking it up on my PC while I waited, I researched more about human farms. What Ava told me about them was true, but there were other things that she didn’t mention.

One of these being how pampered our livestock are. Like with those very expensive cows that we used to farm, the happier and healthier a human is, the more tasty that they will end up being. It was found that satisfying their sexual desires attributes to them tasting good as well.

This meant that, funnily enough, the caretakers of our human livestock would pleasure them, and in any way that they request. Ava went from having a very beautiful Numen girl to eat out or pleasure her in many ways, to having to do it with her hands.

I do feel somewhat sad for her. If I wasn’t married, I wouldn’t mind helping her get a good release. Even if she wasn’t one of my kind, I would still get pleasured too. What would there be to be upset about?

Moan!

Marinkia: “…”

Silly girl… does she not realize that the wood walls of the cabin aren’t soundproof? Like, at all… Ava definitely doesn’t. As if she did realize this, she wouldn’t be moaning so loudly, or playing with her special place, letting it make loud audible sounds, either.

Her moans were cute, though. Not in the sense that they arouse me. Like… I am not crazy enough to think that a mother should find her daughter’s moans to be cute. But why do I not feel any arousal for her at all, but just find her cute like I would a daughter of mine? What Ava is in my heart sure is confusing… Will I ever find out what she really is to me?…