At the inn, Aron paid for the rent and the food to Helga, which cost him about 30 silver coins. It wasn't a big deal since he had bags full of gold and silver. Afterward, he asked Helga for directions and some advice on the best place to buy clothes and armor.
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On Larton's main street, a tall man with shoulder-length black hair wearing a simple white shirt and leather pants walked alongside two beautiful girls. One had blond hair, light blue eyes, and flawless milky skin. She was shorter than the man and wore a gray robe that gave her an innocent beauty.
Next to her was an extremely attractive woman with long black hair tied in a ponytail and sharp violet eyes. She was a little shorter than the man and wore a loose black V-shaped shirt and matching pants that failed to hide her attractive figure.
"Tsk, annoying," Pethra suddenly spoke.
"Yes, annoying indeed." Kasumi's eyes seemed sharp and dangerous for some reason.
"Hmm?...What?" Aron asked, his eyes glowing with curiosity as he noticed the different shapes and types of armor on display.
"Those bitches keep staring." Pethra was beyond annoyed by the 'eyes' that kept watching them.
"...Mm," Kasumi agreed with her completely.
Aron glanced around and noticed that some men were staring at Pethra and Kasumi. However, these men were weak and pathetic, lacking the balls to approach the two girls since an almost two-meter-tall man was with them.
However, that isn't what annoyed Pethra and Kasumi. They were annoyed by the women staring at Aron, the looks of desire and admiration, and the low whispers between them. was irritating for the two girls.
"Oh! I noticed that too when I first arrived in this town. Women glanced at me in a strange way. I wonder why?" Aron was honest.
He didn't know why. At first, he thought the reason was his old armor and the two giant weapons, plus his pale skin. For the townsfolk, he was clearly a stranger, so he thought their stares were just out of curiosity, like if they saw a rare thing or something.
"...Eh?" Kasumi and Pethra were shocked by his words.
"Master! You're kidding, right?"
"Yes, do you expect us to believe that you have no idea why?" Pethra followed after her.
"What are you two talking about?" Seeing the clueless look on his face, the two girls were even more shocked.
"Unbelievable! He has no clue," Kasumi said in disbelief.
"But that is a big problem for us." Pethra understood something more dangerous.
"Why?"
"We can't have those bitches come near him. I don't like competition."
'You plus the women in the warehouse are far more than I can handle.' Pethra wasn't stupid; she understood the looks that the women in the warehouse were giving Aron.
"Agreed, we must do something." Both of them nodded.
Pethra then pointed her finger at Aron and spoke in anger, "It's your face; he's the problem."
"..."
"...My face?" Aron touched his face. "Is there something on my face?"
"..." A vein popped on Pethra's face.
"NO, damn it! Did you see yourself in the mirror?""
"Yes, I did."
"Then?"
"Then what?" Aron is more confused now.
"Ugh!" More veins appeared on Pethra's face as she fought hard to resist the urge to punch him in the face. However, Kasumi explained before she did.
"Master, well, how do I say this?" She hesitated. "Master, you're... Mmm... handsome." She said the last word with a blush.
"..Eh?"
Pethra nodded ferociously. "YES! Handsome, very handsome. You're more handsome than an ELF!"
"Really? I mean, I thought I looked good, but really?" Aron was surprised by this revelation.
"..." And that caused Pethra to lose her patience.
"Just 'good'? The unnatural pale skin, the hair that is darker than black, the sharp, dangerous, and at the same time beautiful eyes, the lips that are always smiling, and on top of that, you're strong, tall, and muscular, not bulky like a stupid bull, but in perfect shape. You're kind and dangerous at the same time..."
"....AHH! You're a perfect fit for many women. Just by looking at you, they can see what type of personality you have. And HOW can you not see that? Are you blind!?"
"...Hah…Hah.." Pethra snapped and let out all of her inner thoughts.
"..." Aron kept staring at her with a blank expression; his mind just stopped working. Kasumi, on the other hand, covered her mouth in shock at what Pethra had just said.
'Did she realize what she just said or not?'
Aron blinked in surprise, trying to process Pethra's outburst. He hadn't expected such a strong reaction to his appearance. He glanced at Kasumi, who seemed equally taken aback by Pethra's words.
"I... I didn't realize," Aron flashed a small smile, but his face turned slightly red. "I mean, I know I'm not bad-looking, but I didn't think it was such a big deal."
Pethra huffed, "That's precisely the problem! You're completely oblivious to the effect you have on others."
'...and me,' she continued in her mind.
Kasumi nodded in agreement, her cheeks still tinged with a faint blush. "It's not just about your appearance, Master. It's also your demeanor and your aura. You exude a certain charm that attracts attention, whether you intend to or not."
Aron held his chin and thought a little about the matter—just a little.
"Nah!... Screw it; it's their problem. They can approach me or get the hell out of my way. I don't have time for weaklings..."
"I only care about your opinions, girls... Plus, I have more important things to do: get strong, recover my memory, and take care of you two, Raum, and the other girls," he added while patting their heads.
"!!!" Pethra and Kasumi visibly trembled at his touch, and their faces turned red when they realized that they were in public.
Aron chuckled at their reaction, then teased Pethra. "Looks like your luxurious bed is a handsome one, my little witch."
Pethra's face went beyond red, and she hid her face behind her hair. 'Please, stop. I can't take it anymore.'
Teasing the little witch brought enjoyment to Aron. He was about to do it more, but then his eyes sparkled for a second as he noticed a good-looking armor displayed in one of the stores.
"Wait for me here. I want to check that armor for a moment."
"...Mm," they both nodded, as they were unable to speak right now.
When Aron entered the store, Pethra fell to the ground, hiding her face with both hands.
"W-W-What!... I can't believe I said those things. Kyaaa! I can't face him right now."
Kasumi rolled her eyes. "Did you realize that now? You basically confessed to my Master. Pethra-dono"
Pethra's eyebrows twitched a little. "Your Master?" She turned her head to face Kasumi. "He's not your Master, and stop calling him like he's yours. He hasn't accepted you yet."
Kasumi rolled her eyes again. "Oh, please, with that personality, I'm absolutely sure he'll accept. I mean, he's very obsessive and protective, and I like that a lot."
Pethra crossed her arms. "You speak like you know him."
"Hm?" Kasumi was confused by her question for a second. "Oh! Yes, I know him well thanks to your little talk with him last night and early in the morning." Then she flashed a teasing smile. "I must say, Pethra-dono, I was surprised. I didn't think you were that bold."
Pethra's face turned bright red, and then she hid her face again when she remembered what happened with Aron. She didn't do anything inappropriate; she just slept in his arms. Yes, it's fine; there's nothing wrong with that, yes?
"...But I must say, he's different from the rest," Kasumi added as she glanced at the store that Aron went into.
Pethra raised her head and glanced at the store too.
"Peace," she said.
"Yes, peace."
"Keep the bitches away?" she added with a slightly annoyed tone.
"Of course, stay away or die."
Soon, an evil smile that could plant terror in the heart of the most fearless man found its way to their lips.
"It would be my pleasure working with you, Kasumi."
"Same goes for me, Pethra-Dono."
As Pethra and Kasumi exchanged wicked smiles, they failed to notice a certain set of eyes that kept gazing at them from a dark alley.
The owner of the eyes suddenly licked his lips while looking at the two girls.
"Nice catch today. It's my lucky day, hehehe~"