He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly

27 – Rabbits want affection. yearn for longing for

His and her new nest was a very attractive den for her.

The kind of cave where once you push him in, there’s no way out.

Of course, rabbits usually dig several entrances or exits, but… what a big deal.

It’s an oyster he just needs to get in.

Lately, she thought he had too many awkward parts to be an amnesiac.

He did not know what he should know, and he vaguely knew what he should not know.

When I teach writing, I understand to some extent, and in some parts, I handed over expressions and words that I couldn’t understand at all.

Crucially, the shape of his mouth and the sound he heard were different.

She was very interested in him.

This is the man who saved her in the first place and treated her with pure kindness. There’s no way I wouldn’t like him.

She relied on herself, did not take her favors for granted, and accepted her as a lover even though she had been enslaved in the first place.

Even after accepting him as a lover, he gently accepted his touch and affection, and even when he looked into his eyes, he was full of love.

It made me blissful… I didn’t mean to talk about this.

So, what I heard was the language of this world. It was clear.

But he couldn’t write, and that didn’t mean he could follow the script.

Everything he showed was hard to see as a normal person.

I’m not saying he’s crazy – he’s perfectly normal.

However, all his actions and characteristics…

But, if that was a problem for her, it wasn’t at all.

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Rather, I was so grateful for those things.

He couldn’t write, so he needed her.

He didn’t know the common sense parts, so he needed her.

He was weak, and he needed her.

Now that I love her, I wouldn’t be without her.

When I recalled the time he was hanging, it felt like an electric current was flowing through my body.

She wanted to crush him once more and let him know how much she wanted him.

But this was the first time he wanted her himself, and though he was a little weak compared to her, he had never wanted her so intensely – I decided to leave him asleep for today.

Looking at the tightly held hands, she couldn’t stop smiling.

Accepting love made her feel great happiness, but now she was receiving love as well.

It was so addicting that I wanted him to cling even more to himself.

It was nice to be hugged first, but that feeling of needing you, looking at you with pitiful eyes –

It was a happiness I had never felt before.

Even if you eat delicious food at the end of starvation, you won’t feel the thrill of your brain ringing.

No matter how cold you are sitting in front of a campfire in winter, you won’t be able to feel it.

Even if you are with your family right now… Well, is it a similar feeling?

But what is clear is that when he hugged her from behind, she was so full of joy and joy that she almost collapsed on the spot.

***

The next morning, he was still sleeping soundly.

Perhaps her uneasiness had subsided a little, but she seemed a little more at ease, putting her hand next to her and letting out a shallow breathing sound.

Being away from him was a bit unpleasant, but whatever.

He had already taken her hand and came deep into the den, losing his temper with her.

Ah, looking back on it, it was such a happy thing.

Well, that’s why she had no reason to be anxious.

I slowly descended the stairs and put my foot on the stone floor in the cold cellar.

If you sneak up on the wall and inject a little energy into the marble, the dark space will instantly brighten up.

just a little too bright.

There was a display case and some iron rings that she had her eye on, but maybe… these will serve the purpose she thinks they will.

It might be that he tied up slaves and experimented on them.

Well, that was nothing to worry about. From now on, this was her and his lair.

You could stock up on groceries here, buy a good drink once in a while and treat him with a nice snack.

Then, when he gets drunk and stumbles, he hugs him in his arms and makes him drunk…

Again, a shudder flowed and made my whole body tremble.

Just imagining it would make my body tremble like this.

It was addictive. It was so addictive.

Can love with a person who is not blood related be this addictive, can it really be okay to continue this even though it twists everything in everyday life?

Even if my life turns upside down, is it okay if I spend everything for love with him?

However, he was too absorbed in it to say that it was wrong, so he just didn’t even consider it wrong.

just taking it for granted.

That devoted desire to dedicate everything to the person you love.

that was love

Back in reality, she carefully moved the display case to one wall.

Drinks and beverages will be placed here.

Putting it on the right side like this, on the side where the stairs are, created an invisible side.

These are probably places where stocked meats can be hung to keep them from spoiling, or dairy products can be kept.

Good food and snacks are what he likes.

You don’t even have to see them spending money outside and being happy with other people’s food.

All you have to do is to make it yourself, one by one.

directly…

***

The morning he still hasn’t woken up.

She took flour from the kitchen, poured water on it, and began to knead it vigorously.

Mix the fragrant vegetables here, knead them again, and fry them in a pan to make simple flour pancakes.

Then he lit the brazier and put a pan on it.

I took out some eggs and set them aside and waited for the pan to heat up properly.

meal. a meal together

Of course, since he was still sleeping, it was a pity that it was not a meal together, but it was a meal she made for him herself.

That alone was meaningful enough.

The ingredients burned by his hands enter his body and become good nutrients.

It was good when the person you loved was happy with the dish and smiled blissfully.

But I felt that there was something lacking in that alone.

Something, something, I wished I had entered a little more myself.

I wished there was at least one piece of evidence that ‘I made it’…

Soon, I decided to add a little passion to the dough.

***

“Huh…”

Last night, his mood had completely subsided to the point where he didn’t even know why, so he ended up pampering her.

All the worries that she might feel burdened or bothered by her appearance were all for nothing.

It was because her actions and feelings that passionately left traces on her body and hugged her so strongly that her whole body still ached were clearly conveyed.

I got up from my seat with a lighter heart, and soon the savory scent that filled the house filled my nose.

Following this warm and cozy smell, I went down to the first floor and saw her rattling while holding the fan.

The moment when I sneakily walked to hug her from behind and reached her close,

“Good morning?”

She laughed and turned her head to me and smiled.

“Sheesh, did you get caught?”

“Huh? Didn’t you mean to hug me?”

As soon as I tried to put my outstretched arm in, she pricked up her ears and coquettishly pleaded with me.

Probably no one can beat it.

I quickly put my body on her back, wrapped my arms around her narrow waist and kissed her on the neck.

“good morning.”

Her waist was surprisingly thin. Unlike the chest, which had been buried several times, there was only a smooth surface where nothing was felt except for strong muscles.

After a while, the fatal temptation felt in my nose immediately turned my eyes and looked straight ahead.

And when I saw it, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What is this? Isn’t it shaped like a rabbit?”

“That’s right. I made it myself, so I wanted to give it a special shape. How do you like it?”

“They’re cute. Of course, their ears swell to the point where I don’t know if they’re ears or sticks.”

“Look at that. I’ll try a little harder next time.”

Another piping hot pancake went on top of the bowl.

“Then, shall we go eat?”

Yes, the worries I had were really futile.

There is a girl who loves me like this, so what is the need to be anxious about that?

“thank you for this food!”

“thank you for this food – “

But I feel the need to reconsider that idea.

That’s also true, because I felt something foreign in the pancake I chewed, and when I pulled it out with my hand, a strand of white hair came out.

Of course, if that only came out, she would have just made a mistake – and passed it off.

“Please eat.”

“…I beg your pardon?”

“Eat. Hurry up.”

She was telling me to eat pancakes with this ‘thing’.