"So, what's your name, kid? You passed out on me, so I could never get your name." Yaku asked casually as she helped Aaron put on some shoulder plates.
"I'm Aaron. I'm sorry about that! I couldn't keep awake; my body ran out of MP." Aaron replied, somewhat embarrassed that he let a girl care for him as if he were a chick. Yet he really did not have a choice.
"How do you like the clothes I made you? You look so cute!" Said Seras as her eyes sparkled while staring at Aaron's new drip. She had done an excellent job with the style choices.
A simple yet comfortable pair of black pants made out of wool, a decent-looking shirt, and some samurai-looking shoulder pads. It was an everyday outfit for a kid and suited Aaron quite nicely. He immediately grew a soft spot for Seras and Yaku; he would not harm them unless they betrayed him, and even then, he would hesitate.
Kult soon interrupted them and went in for the jugular while Aaron tried to figure everything out. She wanted to get a hold of him ASAP as humans and monsters kept damaging her forest without her consent; she needed him to stop it.
"Okay, Aaron, I will be blunt with you. I will offer you anything on my power if you help us stop the forest's troublemakers." That was a bold move by Kult, but she was truly desperate for help.
"You guys got food? I'll do anything for a snack right now. I'm starving!"
Kult was surprised at the kid's request, but she found it charming, so she soon went to the kitchen to make something for him to eat. Integra watched the scene from afar with her arms locked; her eyes were also full of destain towards the human child.
Aaron didn't understand why only Integra seemed to hate him, but that didn't matter. So long as he had the other three creaming for him, he would be fine. Now, he began thinking about what to ask of the elder dryad in exchange for what sounded like hitman services.
He mentioned food as an easy diversion, but now that he thought about it, not asking for something rare or unique from a mythical nymph would be a lost opportunity. It was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to get skills or abilities unique to their kind.
What could he ask to learn? Would the dryads ever give up any of their secrets as payment? Or did they mean to pay him in other ways? Like with their bodies? Aaron found them sexy, but his body was still too young to have such desires, even if his mind did.
It was a shame that he couldn't accept those types of payments, mainly because the best-looking dryad "Integra" would probably not be willing to take any part of it. Integra's body was the most toned, curvy-looking one out of all the dryads. She was hot and had an even prettier face than Yaku, who was already angelic.
Kult was all right. Milf's were just not his thing. Seras was second in place when it came to looks. Her blue eyes and golden hair made her look so innocent she needed to be protected at any cost! He would defend that smile with his life; if she fell in bed with him, so be it! He thought while ignoring Kult. He was in the perv dreamland now, with saliva dripping from his mouth and all.
"Here, I made you something you humans call "Ramen," Kult said after putting the plate on a table where she pointed him to sit.
"Oh my god, the poor thing is so hungry his mouth is watering," Seras replied as she innocently ignored Aaron's eyes staring at her chest.
Integra soon noticed what Aaron was staring at and slapped him in the face as she began to yell at Seras for being so naive.
"I told you! He's a dude! He's having us naked in his mind! He's a dirty little kid!" Integra screamed as she tried to slap Aaron again; her defiance was soon stopped by the kid himself, who didn't let her slap him again.
"I can do this the easy way or the hard way. I can either be your friend or the one who sends you to Valhalla. These tiny fists are bisexual!" Aaron clarified his power to the rebel dryad by crushing her mana with his. He suppressed all of her powers with his own using a forgotten technique called "Power jamming."
"What!? What did you do to me?! Why do I feel so weak!?" Integra freaked out as she tried to use her magic to attack Aaron.
"I'm just showing you how useless I can make you. If I wanted to, I could rape you in front of your sisters, and they wouldn't be able to stop me, but I'm not a jerk; still, you're pushing my buttons. I'm no one's bitch. I hope I made that clear."
Integra hissed at Aaron as she rushed outside the hut. She left fuming as Seras ran behind her to calm her down. She knew Aaron wasn't unjustified, but in her opinion, it wasn't the best way to handle it.
{Kult sight}
"Forgive her attitude; she's hit that age where she is rebellious and annoying for no good reason. Please forgive her bad attitude." Kult bowed as she said it.
"I'm not angry with anyone. I just won't let her slap me twice; once is enough. Two is abusive, and I won't let it happen. Although what I said is true. I hope you don't take the wrong mindset about me; I'm not your servant or slave. If I work with you, I must be treated as your equal."
"Of course! We would never treat you like we own you!" Kult got the memo after witnessing what Aaron was capable of; she needed to treat him more like a grown man than a child by how he acted.
Aaron calmed down and finally sat to enjoy the dryad's food. The ramen she had made was exquisite; it was bound to be. Made with all organic natural ingredients, it could not be bad. Yet he couldn't remember the dish from his memories. Was it a new thing?
{Aaron munching and slurping noises}
"Where did you learn how to make this? Who thought you? It's awesome!"
"Ah, the noddles? Uhuh, an adventurer taught me a long time ago. I think her name was (Anabel-ru)"
That was an odd name, "Anabel." He had never heard the name before; things had changed dramatically from how he remembered it.
"God bless Anabel! May you rest in peace! And also, good luck against being X!"