The women I set free are obsessed with me

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Rin and I were still staying at Seira's house.

Seira had allowed it because it was difficult to find an inn. Also, she was uneasy about leaving Rin in my care alone.

It seemed that even the initially wary Seria had fallen for Rin's cuteness.

Well… there are several issues though.

An uninvited guest.

Rin's misfortune had taken root in the house.

Morning.

Seira woke up, covering her mouth with her hand as she yawned softly. While descending the stairs, she suddenly lost her balance and her body lurched forward.

"Kuh…?!"

Fortunately, with her excellent reflexes, Seira landed gracefully on the floor. Looking at the stairs, one side had collapsed.

"The stairs…?"

"It's a coincidence. The stairs must be old."

Stairs suddenly breaking…

Crash!

"The plates…?"

"It's a coincidence. The wind must have blown in from somewhere."

Wind blowing in and knocking over a neatly stacked pile of plates…

"This is…"

"What's wrong?"

Seira, who had been preparing breakfast, showed me the frying pan. There was only a white liquid in it.

"What is this?"

"It's an egg."

The egg had no yolk.

It wasn't a lucky double-yolk, but an unlucky zero-yolk.

"Is this a coincidence too?"

"…It's a coincidence. The chicken must prefer egg whites."

And so on.

Fortunately, since Rin only had one tail, the intensity of the misfortune was no more than childish pranks.

As her tails increased, more mishaps would occur, but we'd deal with that when the time came.

After an eventful morning full of coincidences, breakfast time finally arrived.

The sound of voracious chewing broke the quiet morning. Food bits flew in all directions next to me.

"Rin, take your time when eating."

"?"

"…Never mind."

Rin, who struggled with the delicate use of utensils, had long since thrown away her cutlery and was eating with her hands.

I was trying to at least prevent her from being a noisy eater, but it wasn't easy.

Well, maybe I was asking too much of someone who couldn't speak and would run on all fours if given the chance.

Just eat well and grow up healthy.

"This milk is quite fresh and delicious."

The milk Seira had brought from somewhere this morning was slightly lukewarm, but still the freshest I'd ever tasted.

As if it had just been milked.

"Our neighbor, Mrs. Taura, shared it with us."

I didn't know who Mrs. Taura was, but I knew there were cow beastkin living next door. They even had a newborn.

I remember she was quite beautiful.

I drank three glasses of milk that day.

As the food was gradually emptied and today's breakfast was about to end uneventfully, Seira, who had finished her meal and was drinking water, spoke up.

"Be careful. There are many who dislike you these days."

She delivered this sudden warning.

I wiped Rin's messy face as she ate, then looked at Seira. She continued calmly.

"The beastkin don't like that you're human, that you're a slave trader, or that you're keeping a pink fox."

"That's nothing new."

When Seira and Mr. Bolt were with me, things were fine. But when they weren't and I was walking around outside, I often encountered wary glances.

Vestia's view of humans was less than favorable.

As neighboring countries, there were many entanglements, and good relations were hard to maintain.

Just look at South Korea, surrounded by problematic neighbors.

Moreover, I was a slave trader. Stories of humans mistreating slaves were rampant in Vestia, and I was in the business of enabling that.

"But wait, does freeing slaves not make me a genuinely good person?"

"You still don't get it. As expected, people can't change their nature."

So, this was how the beastkin of this world thought.

Their mentality was fundamentally like a pet. The issue wasn't slave traders, but mistreatment. If you doted on them, there was no problem.

As proof, Bolt was quite trusted in Vestia. This place was a paradise for furries.

But how many people in the world treated their slaves kindly?

Except me, of course.

"In any case, keep it in mind. I can't be by your side all day."

Seira's expression was unusually serious. When she warned me so earnestly, I couldn't help but take it to heart.

Should I hire a mercenary?

But I trust slaves, not people.

Hmm…

"Burp."

Rin let out a loud belch. Surprised by her own sound, she blinked a few times with her heterochromatic eyes wide open.

The tension Seira had built up evaporated instantly.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

Right, what mercenary? If I raise Rin well, she can easily do the job of a hundred mercenaries.

***

Their task remained unchanged from yesterday:

Endless hunting to build up Rin's spiritual power.

Once again, the pair ventured into the forest.

Slash!

Rin's claws flashed, tearing apart a kobold in one strike. Whether splattered with slime or blood, it made no difference to her as she took down every monster in sight.

Without pause, Rin launched her small frame, pink hair whipping in the wind. She swiftly closed in on a fleeing horned rabbit, rending it to pieces.

Splat!

Blood fountained and innards flew everywhere, like a predator violently toying with its prey.

Rin stared down at the unrecognizable lump of raw meat that was once a horned rabbit, then bent down to pick something up.

Warm blood on her skin.

A twitching, bright red heart.

Rin stared at it, still pulsing with life, as if fascinated. She held it out to Karami, showing it off like an interesting toy.

"That's disgusting. Throw it away immediately."

"Kiing…."

With a weak whimper as her response, Rin carelessly tossed away the heart. Instead, as usual, she absorbed the horned rabbit's essence.

"When hunting prey, just end its life quickly. If you mangle it like that, nothing is usable. If you do that again, I won't feed you."

"Kyaang."

Karami sighed.

The more Rin hunted, the more her brutality increased. But he couldn't stop the hunting either, so it was a difficult situation.

It seemed like getting Seira's advice on this matter would be best. As a wolf beastkin, she could probably offer great help.

"Let's stop here for today. Before we go back, let's stop by the valley to wash up."

Since people had been terrified when they walked around covered in blood yesterday, he planned to just wipe off the blood and change into the clothes he had brought along.

The valley wasn't far. Since the clothes would have to be thrown away anyway, Rin just jumped into the valley to wash off the blood.

"Alright, arms up high."

Rin listened well to Karami's words.

She no longer saw Karami as just someone who fed her well, but as a somewhat trustworthy companion.

As proof, she didn't growl at Karami anymore, and even when her chain was loose, she didn't try to run away.

Rin stretched her arms up high. Karami quickly removed her blood-soaked dress and put on a new one. She looked much neater now. She should be fine to walk around in public.

Rin seemed to like the fresh, clean clothes too. She lay on the ground, stretched her arms out, arched her back, and gave a big yawn. Her tail swished in a wide arc.

"Let's buy some skewers on the way back."

Yesterday, it seemed Seira quite liked skewers. Rin, who loved all kinds of meat, nodded vigorously.

As they were about to leave the forest and return to the city, hand in hand…

Rin's ears perked up and she stopped walking. Karami stopped too when Rin didn't move. She seemed to have heard something.

Karami, with his inferior human hearing, couldn't hear anything.

"What is it?"

"Kyun!"

Rin, who had been listening, suddenly dashed off and disappeared into the forest.

It seemed like he'd have to start over with the obedience training. Karami sighed and ran in the direction Rin had disappeared.

"Aaaaargh!"

After running for a while, strange sounds began to reach even Karami's ears—a dissonant noise that didn't belong in the forest.

Karami arrived to find a tree-like monster, a Treefiddian, facing off against a group of beastkin adventurers.

Its trunk bore a fierce visage, branches swaying like snakes, leaves rustling. One branch had already ensnared a beastkin.

Before Karami could give any orders, Rin had already sprang into action.

She darted towards the Treefiddian, limbs moving with fluid grace. The monster's branches, recognizing a new threat, lashed out with serpentine hisses.

Rin's agile form weaved through the assault. Using one branch as a springboard, she launched herself towards the captive beastkin.

Slash!

Roar!

Rin's claws tore through the branch. The Treefiddian's face contorted in an agonized scream.

The bound beastkin fell to the ground.

"Grrrr."

Rin glared at the Treefiddian, growling fiercely. The Treefiddian, now oozing sap like sweat, moved its root-like legs and fled.

Thanks to this, the beastkin adventurer party, having regained their composure, breathed sighs of relief.

"Thank you. We nearly became Treefiddian fertilizer. If it weren't for you, we'd have been in big trouble."

"Kyun."

"Um… Is she a wild beastkin?"

Seeing Rin unable to speak, the rabbit beastkin tilted his head. Karami stepped in between them.

"She hasn't been educated yet, so she can't speak. But she can hear and understand, so your thanks should have been conveyed."

"A human?"

"I am Rin's master."

The beastkin party was bewildered by the sudden appearance of a mute fox girl and a human. Just then, the eyes of the lizardman, who had been staring closely at Rin, suddenly lit up.

"T-This pink fox! It's the fox that brings misfortune. No doubt about it!"

At that moment.

The expressions of the beastkin party looking at Rin completely changed.