"Nooo!!" Lilly shouted. He wants to sleep with me on the same bed. I thought he would be shy and thoughtful, but now he wants me to sleep in the same bed as him? Wouldn't I get pregnant from that?
"Well, do what you want," Trash said unintersted. It didn't matter to him if Lilly slept on the bed or the floor.
"Well, Master, luckily I just found another solution and got my own room. I will pay someone to clean you and bring you food. Now I really have to go. See you tomorrow." With that, Lilly stormed out of the room with a bright red face. She still wasn't able to comprehend someone as outrageous as Trash, who wanted to sleep with her on the first day they met.
At least now I know that he wants me. I just need to keep doing my work and let Master see how he wants to do lewd things with me. Then she will surely kick him out. She thought the whole evening about Trash's savage behavior. No one ever dared to touch her, let alone invite her to bed, yet this unprincipled savage dared to propose to her.
Meanwhile, Trash wasn't thinking about Lilly at all. He trained how to walk and ate food. His appetite was quite huge, and he enjoyed the cooked food of human society. It was quite weird; he loved his life in the trashcan, but this just seemed a lot better.
After unsuccessfully trying to walk 10 steps in a row, Trash got taken to the shower and got cleaned by friendly yet afterwards exhausted hotel personnel. Trash thought he wouldn't like to be clean, but once again, oddly enough, it also felt better.
In the morning of the next day, Lilly knocked on Trash's door. "Hello, master, please come out or let me in. You need to get ready for our flight today."
"One minute," Trash called from the other side. And after exactly one minute, Trash opened the door, and Lilly was left speechless.
Trash wore some of the clothes he chose yesterday. He wore a blue-orange-striped shirt and a bright yellow jacket without putting his arms in the sleeves. Then he wore black pants with green shoes and pink sunglasses. The clothes he wore were all a little bit wet, as if he wasn't completely dry before putting them on. All in all, he looked absolutely redicilous.
"What are you wearing?" Lilly just asked. "You know that we should try to not get any attention," she continued.
She herself wore black pants and a gray sweater with the hood over her head and sunglasses to not attract anyone's eyes. Yesterday, as she transported Trash back to the hotel, countless eyes were already on her. She didn't want some young master to approach them and make trouble. Also, she was worried that her father would search for her, so she didn't want to stand out. But with someone dressed like that getting transported in a wheelchair, her plans would be destroyed.
"Well, I just tried to clean and dress myself, and I like my outfit. And you also look much better than you did yesterday with all that weird stuff in your face. Also, your clothes look better," Trash complimented Lilly. Yesterday she wore a luxurious dress and thick makeup. Trash didn't like her look at all.
"Master Trash, that "weird stuff" is called make-up, and it is meant to make you look better. Anyway, you need to change into something else. Here, wear this, this, and that, and we should be fine. Your current outfit is just too eye-catching."
She threw a few clothes at him, and Trash started to get dressed once again. He didn't complain about keeping his own outfit, since Lilly should know more about the outside world than him. In general, he started to trust Lilly more and more, as she did a good job as a maid.
After getting dressed, Trash now had a similar outfit to Lilly, and they could finally get going.
Trash proudly stood up and walked out of his room. "Hey! You learned to walk?" Lilly said enthuastically. "Yes. I learned it tonight," he said and proudly walked towards Lilly. Sadly, just before he reached her, he fell of poor Lilly, who feathered his fall.
"Ah, thank you, Lilly. Without you, I might have been injured. But thanks to your help, I had a soft landing. As a reward, you can have this," he said, taking out a crumpled piece of paper and giving it to her. "This is the start of my favorite story. If you keep treating me as good as you did, you will earn more and more pages. Eventually you will be able to enjoy the full story."
He gave Lilly the piece of paper and finally stood up from her. Lilly, on the other hand, wanted to kill Trash right now. He really used me to dampen his fall and then used me as a chair. Then he gave me a crumpled, stinking piece of paper.
"Master Trash, just use the wheelchair. I already prepared our car for the airport as well as our flight. Also, please take back your story; I unfortunately have a paper allergy," she said.
After another session of explaining what an allergy was and convincing Trash to not walk the entire way, Trash and Lilly finally arrived at the airport. As the luxurious car parked in front of the airport and two figures with hoods and sunglasses came out of the car, everyone passing by thought. These guys must be famous.
One of these passersby was a young, promising man. He was the son of a rich businessman and was just about to fly to China to learn magic from a famous master. As he saw the two "unsuspicious" people exit the car, he saw Lilly and felt like he needed to make her his wife.
As he walked towards them, Trash and Lilly also walked in his direction to the airport. Trash chose to try walking without the wheelchair for now.
The young master was delighted to see his dream wife heading towards him, even though they just wanted to get to the terminal.
He stepped towards them with a smile. "Hello, my name is," and suddenly somebody fell on him, and the young master blacked out.
"Thank you for making my landing soft," Trash said and threw a page of his favorite story on the body of the unconscious young master.