Author's Notes:
You may realize the chapter number, and no, it's not a mistake. There was a mishap in my labelling, and it should have been this chapter number from the beginning, sorry for the little tech error. Anyways, enjoy!!
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"Guh!" I fell to the floor dramatically. I felt defeated after the bath we had just taken.
Slowly, I looked up at the completely nude, but now clean, little Reagis. With my [Purify] and [Heal], all of her physical wounds had been healed to the point not even a single blemish remained on her milky skin. Her hair was also free of the caked up blood, snot and other dirt that had tarnished her otherwise silky, steel-colored hair. I did my best to clean up her face too to the point anyone could see she was a cutie, but unfortunately, her silvery eyes were still muddied.
The bruises and scratches around her body were gone, and I was surprised to see that she was very toned - muscles sharpened and springy like they were going to pounce at you. Then, you trail down her little body, down her little abs and there you begin to see something not so little standing at attention.
At this point in the story, Raegis couldn't be any more than 11 years of age, which meant that she was still technically a child. And, yet such a small, female child has already beaten me in terms of manhood.
Hey, I knew that Willow's little johnson was this size for a reason, but it just hurts my male ego to see that a female child was bigger than I was. I guess this will be my complex for the rest of my life in this world. There was really no magic nor item that could enlarge your penis permanently after all. Even if there was, due to my constitution, the material would be ejected from my body immediately since the only thing my body really accepted was dominant semen.
I threw some robes at Raegis who just stood there and stared at me. No, she was staring at my body? I was dressed in nothing but a thin bath towel, so my womanly features were heavily enhanced through the wear but I didn't know little Raegis was already mentally healed enough to lust for someone.
Or, was it just because of my constitution? Either way, I couldn't let a child under my wing turn out to be one of those rapists.
"Perhaps you should wear the robes and stop staring," I mused. "It's not good behavior to look at someone like that, you know?"
Surprisingly, Raegis answered. "Be. .hav. .iour?"
"Oh boy," I replied. Did I really have to start teaching her from there?
"It's simple. Don't look at someone in a way that will make them uncomfortable," I told her and saw she still didn't understand. "For now, just do what I ask and put on your wear."
I put on my robes which smelt like my beloved, putting a lonely smile on my face. I glanced at the moon starting to string low in the night sky. After the both of us had put on our clothes, I got over to my bed, ready to sleep and saw that she was still standing there like a lost little puppy.
"Well?" I pulled the blanket apart for her. "I'm waiting."
I saw thoughts race in her muddied eyes, going from wariness to hesitance to eventual acceptance. Little Raegis walked over to me, before getting on the bed and sleeping on her side but still keeping her distance a few inches away from me, like she was afraid I was going to hit her if she touched me.
Even though I literally washed her hair and body for her.
This isn't good. Tonight was going to be a cold night, and the blanket wasn't big enough to cover us both if she was that far away. She was going to catch a cold.
I took a glance at her, and yup, she was shivering like a mouse. I only gave a sigh, "Are you scared of me, little Raegis?"
Her shivering only got worse. I remembered that, when Raegis was at this age in the game, it gave Illya the Illusionist quite a hard time since she didn't know what to do with the little girl.
But, I remembered what Raegis wanted and so desperately needed at this age.
After all, what could be the one thing a little child, forsaken and sold to slavery by her own mother and father, ever want?
With the most gentle touch, I wrapped my arms around her little waist and pulled her to my bigger (for now) body. She was small enough that I could hug her entire body with just two of my arms. And, suddenly the shaking stopped.
This was the pivotal point in which I truly made Raegis loyal to me, and me only.
"You're safe now."
These were the words Illya told the little girl, and now these were the words I had parted unto her. And, like a dam unable to hold the water back, she broke down.
"*Sniffles* *Hic*"
I just gently smiled, and slowly petted her little head, while still keeping her in the warmth of my hug. "You did so well enduring that pain. Oh, you did so good."
Raegis was now full on crying, and had turned around to dive face-first into my non-existent breasts while clutching onto my robes for comfort with her little hands. Still, my job was the same. I kept petting her hair silently, not even saying a word so that she had all the limelight.
"I. .It. .h-hurt so-sok bh-bhad!" Raegis sobbed, her snot ruining my robes but I didn't care. "M-Mommy, and D-Dhaddy w-were so mean t-tok me-mek!"
She proceeded to cry even more. "Wh-Why did ish have to bhe mhee?" Her words were slightly lipsed but it was understandable since the adult version of her mentioned once in the game, that her torture was so bad she couldn't even speak correctly for years.
"Why did ish have to bhe mhee?"
Raegis repeated the words like a mantra, beating her little fists onto my chest again, kicking and throwing a fuss inside my embrace but I could only provide her silent comfort, not daring to say a single word.
Soon, Raegis ran out of energy and asked one last time, "Why did ish have to bhe mhe?"
This time was different since she had raised her little head from my chest, and looked up to me with eyes whose clouds were slowly being lifted, with the final cloud's erasure dependent on my answer.
I looked her in the eyes, and simply gave a sad smile, trying my best to remember what it was that Illya said to her in the game.
Ah, I remember.
I stopped petting her hair, and kissed her on the forehead. "Sometimes bad things happen to good people, and good things happen to bad people. That's just how it is."
"Bu-Bhut, thash no-not fhair!" She threw a tantrum, and looked like she was going to cry again so I soothed her by petting her hair again.
"I know, little Raegis," I whispered softly, and she calmed down enough to listen to what I had to say. "And you're right. But in the face of the strong, being fair is nothing but the obligation of the weak."