I was really surprised when I heard that Gail had bought slaves.
Of course I hate him, but more than that, I think I know best how much he hated the slave trade.
I'm also concerned that Gail, who doesn't really care about others, is so interested in one person.
However, by looking at the slave's condition, Gail quickly realized why he did this.
It's really tragic and too ugly.
I thought I was used to seeing corpses and severe injuries on the battlefield and in battles with demon beasts, but I don't think it's okay to be such a young child.
I decide that someday I will condemn those who put the monk through such things.
However, in front of me now is a monk with a somewhat calmer expression on his face and breathing.
Why do I feel happy just by looking at it?
It's true that I like children (not in a sexual sense), and I feel that any child must be loved and protected.
However, when I look at this monk, I don't even know what these emotions are that come from deep within me.
It's true that shaved heads look cute, and to be honest, I like them.
However, this feeling cannot be explained just because it looks cute.
I want to lay this shaved head together and make it cry, and if possible, I want to devour my whole body to the drop of a tear, a feeling similar to sadism, and I want to protect it with care and care in my arms The conflicting feelings of wanting to be spoiled mushy conflict with each other.
I felt like my instincts as a lion tribe were peeking out a little, and I would never miss my prey if I found it.
What did I do when I saw such an old child?
Maybe this monk is my 『 number 』? I tried to think about it, but I couldn't find an answer to it.
However, I stroked the shaved head and hair, thinking that it would be great if this shaved head was my 『 number 』.
Unconsciously, he is also messing with his small ears.
I realized that the monk who grimaced and reacted to this was so adorable that his face was blurred.
When I heard that Gail had given him a mouth-to-mouth drink, I felt a little more jealous than I was surprised.
Well, next time I'll give you some medicine.
I'm looking forward to that time.
Meanwhile, Gail came out of the bath.
The monk's condition was calm, and I decided to leave the room to eat.
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Doug and I had a quick dinner, leaving the boy with enough soup that Mintz had made for him.
I thought about what to do with the boy's meal starting tomorrow, but I put it on hold to think about it then.
"Then I guess it's time to go to bed. I'm lending your bed to the monk, what should I do?"
"I don't mind"
"What are you going to do if you don't mind? Isn't it impossible to make a sofa with your body?"
"No problem, my bed is big. Even if he's sleeping, we can sleep together without any problems."
"! Are you going to sleep with me??"
Isn't that obvious.
I can't imagine letting him sleep alone now.
"Yes, but? If something happens to him while he's sleeping, he'll notice right away."
"That's certainly true... well, that's fine, then today is you and tomorrow is me."
"Why, I'm enough alone?"
"Even if you're good, I'm not good"
In fact, I just want to take care of him by myself, but if Doug is like that, I can't help it.
"? Understood. So can I ask you to take turns every day?"
"Oh, then take good care of the monk. good night"
After saying that, Doug disappeared into his bedroom.
He prepares some water, thinking it would be better to get some water, and heads to the bedroom where he is sleeping.
When I looked at him, he seemed to be still sweating, but I felt like he looked quite calm.
I'll sit by his side, wipe his sweat, and give him a mouth-to-mouth drink of water.
It seems like he's thirsty, and the way he tries so hard to swallow the water I give him is similar to how he feels when feeding small animals, and it seems like he's going to become addicted to it.
As usual, when I got shirtless, I crawled by his side.
Actually, I want to hug him and sleep, but not only is he broken, but the whip wound has not fully healed yet.
When I couldn't help it, I put on my arm pillow, and his body, which had been sleeping facing forward, turned towards me, and when I curled up his body tightly, his forehead would come to my chest.
I had just wiped my body with hot water and hadn't even taken a bath in a while, so I felt like he didn't smell bad at all and had a slightly refreshing forest-like scent.
Turn your other arm around his head.
When I closed my eyes, his slightly elevated body temperature felt so good that I fell asleep before I knew it.
The next morning, he woke up and checked, but his consciousness had not yet returned.
However, his breathing is stable and his complexion is not bad, so there will be no problem.
When I quickly prepared myself, I made him drink the rest of the soup, water, and medicinal water like he did yesterday (I tried mixing honey and it became a little easier to drink), and applied medicine to scars all over his body. I'll change the bandage.
Come to think of it, I remember having to apply medicine to my butt, and that pitiful, brutally torn state comes to mind, and I feel bitter.
The fact that it was torn so badly means that there must have been someone who raped him in a beastly body.
If he were in front of me, I would like to torture him until he begs me to kill him using all the techniques I have that I can't show anyone.
Feeling a little sorry for looking at his unconscious butt, I lay down and lightly open my legs to check on the affected area.
Although there was some swelling and scratches, it seemed to be getting much better.
I'll put plenty of wound medicine on your fingertips and apply it gently.
I was wondering if I should apply it all the way to the back, but I only added a little fingertip and was able to apply it.
Doug also seemed to have woken up, and after the two of them had a quick breakfast, they had a scuffle over who would show up to the guild today.
In the end, Doug pushed me through and I ended up showing up at the guild today.
Winning Doug in a battle of words is more difficult for me than heading to a monster alone.
It's not that I don't like going to work, I want to take care of him by his side.
I decided to finish work as quickly as possible and come back, so I headed to the guild.