Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

Like now...

[What can motivate this guy? ]

【Beautiful clothes? 】

【gourmet food?】

【Comfortable environment...】

The longer we spend together, the less I understand what he is planning to do.

"Hey, I just told you not to get water on the wound."

"..."

He grabbed the wet cloth and wiped the wound for me.

He was thinking...

[It's quite deep, won't it get infected? ]

[You really don't even frown? It doesn't hurt? ]

[Girls of this age should be in college in real life. That's pretty miserable...]

I no longer have those weird thoughts I had before.

He no longer paid attention to my chest, even though his face was not far from it.

"Okay, you can handle the rest yourself."

"Finish it early and go to bed early, and continue the journey tomorrow. You can ride again when you feel better."

"..."

What I thought.

I was tortured, sold, or anything else... nothing happened. I was just well fed and well fed, even though he was very strict sometimes. I was also whipped.

If they were just pure businessmen, they wouldn't even consider what I said, "I don't want to feel alive."

Nor would they actually find something for me to do.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

"..."

I looked away.

Bad guy?

nice guy?

It doesn't seem to matter. To me, flowers are flowers and trees are trees.

I envy them very much.

No need to move, just stay there. No need to think about anything, because nothing can be changed... If someone picks it up or tramples it to death, it is impossible to resist, so from the beginning, you will not think about the consequences of being trampled to death, you will only think "well, I am dead".

My mother once warned me seriously that although she was anxious for me to get married, I must not accept anyone. If a man wanted to hold my hand or touch my body, I must tell him.

I've been touched.

But I think this may be something I don't need to tell my mother. After all, he is interested in me, but not interested. The fact that he rubbed me that day just proved that I was not born with impotence.

I suddenly felt curious.

What exactly does stir-fry mean?

If you push me down on the bed and plan to take the next step…what will be the next step?

"Why are you looking at me again? I can't sleep, so I'm going to do two sets... Never mind. I'll just tell you about my dream."

“…Stir-fry.”

"?"

He instantly took two steps away from me and looked at me again, "No, I didn't think about it at all this time."

"I didn't hear it either."

"..."

"I want to ask, what does it mean?"

"Flanking after the explosion. A tactic."

"That day, you pressed on me."

I pointed to my chest, "After we capture this, if we really want to do something, what will it be?"

"No ifs."

"Why do you feel..." when you see my breasts

"No ifs."

Doesn't he like this topic very much?

But that’s not what I meant to say.

"I do not like you."

"?"

"But you're a good man."

"No, this can also be used to get a good guy card???"

What is the Good Guy Card?

"So, what do you want to say?"

Ok.

What I want to say is.

"To me, you are a good person."

"I'm a good person, and then what?"

"People who like each other will form a relationship and do things you don't want to tell me."

"..."

"But I don't like you, so we won't be husband and wife."

"?"

"You can do anything to me, I'm willing to do it. Just consider it... as a reward."

Yes.

If he hadn't come, I wouldn't have been able to take revenge.

Regardless of their purpose, they are good people to me, and I should repay them.

"No, I don't understand what you mean... Hello? What are you doing?"

"..."

Surprised?

I was also surprised that I would feel inexplicably shy when a man saw my body completely and without reservation.

"I will not be your wife."

"Your wife won't know me either."

"This is to repay you."

Ok.

My parents used to tell me that people should distinguish right from wrong and stick to moral principles.

But I don’t want to think so much.

He helped me, and I was going to do something bad to him afterwards. That was the reward. Whatever was done to me that was ugly or painful, I was willing to do it.

“…Why is it so big?”

"It's natural. My mom said that I would be able to raise children well. Although I don't know why having big breasts makes it easier to raise children."

"..."

"You like breasts. Don't you want to touch them?"

"..."

I stepped in front of him, close enough to him, and closed my eyes, waiting for something to happen.

"So you want to know what will happen if I hold you down?"

But nothing happened.

The clothes were put on again.

"To put it bluntly, it's the steps to having a baby."

"But you just said that you don't like me, right? Do you think you can give birth to a child for me even if you don't like me?"

"..."

I have no such plans.

"There are many other ways to repay me. For example, learn how to barbecue earlier and let me become a real boss sooner."

uncle?

Doesn't he look very young?

Could it be that he is actually very old? A monster or something like that.

"Give me a lap pillow. And I'll tell you about your dream."

Knee pillow?

Oh.

Just put my thighs together, sit on the ground, so that he can sleep on my thighs? The hair is itching my belly a little.

"Button up your clothes. You don't need my help with that."

"..."

"The so-called dream is so small that if you want to eat meat, you have to catch prey, and then you have to find a way to remove the feathers and make a fire..."

"..."

“A person without a dream is no different from a salted fish. Of course, being a salted fish is actually a kind of dream.”

"..."

"It doesn't have to be a dream, an expectation is fine. Didn't your parents tell you what they want to see you become?"

Said.

They want to see me live happily and leave the village. Or find a man of my dreams and live a peaceful life in the village. Whenever I ask what I think is my dream, they say I am still young and will learn it slowly. It’s okay. But when I want to get close to a member of the opposite sex, I must tell them. They help me investigate and so on.

"It's not too late now. Let's find a good place to live a normal life later and take our time."

"Your parents definitely don't want you to live in a muddle, or even want to die. If you see your parents after you die... can you smoothly say that you can live because you don't want to live, and you don't want to live so you die?"

"If you die... you will be able to see him?"

"Aren't there any ghosts or gods here?"

"...You mean to become a spirit after death and be reborn."

"should be?"

"……Thank you."

I feel inexplicably calm.

I think that meeting such a strange and incomprehensible man in the end is probably one of the few good things that happened to me in my life, except for being picked up by my parents.

"Is just a lap pillow enough?"