The next day I woke unable to breathe.
“Mmm…mmm!” I was covered with heavy things and they were definitely killing me.
In fact, I couldn’t hear very well either. It was like my entire world was plunged into a dark abyss. That abyss was dark and hot, and it smelled like a girl. Wait, what?
“Eh, Master?” A sleepy Celeste lifted her chest and I finally let in a gasp for breath.
During the night, she had shrunk to fairy size, and then seemingly returned to her current size while she was sleeping. The result was that my face was smashed between her large breasts. It was seriously scary. I thought I would die for a moment.
However, after scolding her, Miki and Celeste seemed happy for some reason. I couldn’t figure out why they took delight in me speaking ill of Celeste’s breasts. As for Lydia, she seemed uncertain and kept touching her chest like she was wondering if she could get rid of it. Celeste also seemed really depressed. I didn’t want the girls to get any wrong idea so I complimented Lydia.
“You’re beautiful the way you are, Lydia.” I said, “You’re all beautiful just as you are… ahh…”
The girls all pounced on me and wouldn’t let me up as they held me. It was another hour before we ended up getting dressed. Before we could head to the common room, there was a knock on the door. It was one of the maids. She had brought up breakfast. However, strangely, she had only brought up food for one. Since I didn’t want to eat without the girls, I couldn’t accept it. The maid seemed disappointed, but she’d be fine.
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After that, we went down to the common room. The common rooms of inns in fantasy were supposedly good sources of information. All you had to do was open your ears and people would drop useful exposition for you. Well, that was in games, I didn’t think that real inns were quite like that. After ordering food for everyone, which I insisted on paying for even though the innkeeper still wanted to repay us further for protecting his inn, I decided to listen to the nearby tables.
“The competition was canceled today, a lot of people are pissed…”
No, I already knew that, and I don’t want to hear about how people I don’t know are angry at me for things that are out of control. That makes me sad. I listened to another table.
“You see the table behind us with the four cute girls? They say that Deek guy is a womanizer and buys women. I heard he even tricks other Adventurer’s in giving him their slaves if he fancies-“
That was even worse! Why did I have to cause so many waves in the capitol! This is completely unreasonable. I tried my luck by listening to one last table.
“Did you hear about the Widow’s Dungeon. They say they’ve finally broken to the final boss. Given how inaccessible the dungeon is, the King put a large gold bounty on anyone who can defeat it! Well, there is supposedly a group of men who are putting together a raid. They want at least four Adventuring teams to run a raid on the monster. It’s supposedly good money.”
“And risk your life in the dungeon? Only a dungeon diver plays with his life like that. I’ll stay on the surface, thank you very much.”
Bingo. I heard some interesting information. It looks like inns were good sources of information after all. Well, it wasn’t like I could do anything right now. It was time to go to the Slave Guild as I planned.