I feel I was dreaming for quite a long time.
In the beginning, events like hell that occurred in my body since I came to this world appeared one after another like a run-down lamp and it was terribly hard.
It turned into a gentle one after a while.
In my dreams I was licked by animals on my mouth.
From that animal I smelled very well and seemed to have been sleeping pleasantly close to me.
Then I noticed that I was asleep on something soft and woke up there.

I woke up and there was a thick chest board with a muscular rise in front of my eyes.
And I wonder why I’m sleeping here in bed…?
I desperately trace my memory of why it would be so.
Surely, I was bought by a new master in the slave market and was taken home.
There is one more master, and instead of saying hello and bowing down on the floor, have I lost your mind here!?
Bad, I have made a terrible catchphrase from Immedidoki.
I was bought as a slave, and it was still painful eyes and painful eyes to meet it even if it was hell though I wanted to avoid it, a tight chastisement would not be spared by committing such a blunder…….
Even though I would have bought my husband and I slept in the same bed for some reason.
It‘s not permitted as such.

Even though I fall into despair as if my eyes are going dark, It isn’t going to raise my body if I to stay like this.
There is a splint in the right hand and the left leg which was fractured, a bandage is wound on the injury’s which are on my body and treatment has been done.
I could not understand why they treated slaves this way.
Is it to make me last even a little longer? Or is there even any reason? And the reason I tried to think of it now then remember that I can’t leisurely do such a thing.
When I got my body up I dropped back on the bed, there was a sign of the person moving behind me.

“You woke up?”

The master seems to have woken up.
I jumped off the bed in a hurry without regard to having a broken leg and bowed down on the spot and indicated the apology in the whole body.
I hoped that the punishment would be lightened even a little by this.

“You have a fracture! Don’t move that much!”

The master gave out a voice which was panicking somehow.

It seems that the master descended from the bed and came near me.
I feel the sign that a big hand comes to my head, and I think that I am going to be beaten, and I shrink myself in a reflex.
However, The big hand was put on my head without being shaken down, and I was patted gently.

“Don’t be frightened.
Yes, I bought you, but I’m not going to do terrible things.”

My master thrust his hands under my armpits and lightly as he could, and returned me to the bed.
I don’t understand the reason, and don’t understand what to do only suppressing my trembling body.
My master slowly sat down in front of me.

“If I think about the treatment you’ve been receiving, it’s natural.
If you can, don’t be frightened and look at me.”

The voice is terribly gentle.
I tremble, but as your Master said, I look up at him.
My new master has a very large body.
I don’t know how tall he is because we’re sitting, but I’m sure it will be over two meters.
For some reason, the upper body is naked, Abs trailed down from the thick chest that was in front of me when I woke up, Upper arms are thick, superfluously he seemed to be wearing armor of muscle when he didn’t have anything on.
All the people in this world who bought me were big, but this master is bigger than them.
And, the pupils which stared in my direction is an emerald color, the beast ear is the same color as the dark, short trimmed brown hair.
The face is also very well carved, and the word dauntless, is perfect.
His beard, which was lead down from his sideburns, further emphasizes the wild and fearless nature.

However, it‘s not possible to judge whether or not he’s angry because there aren’t a lot of expressions in his eyes of what he’s thinking.

“Thankfully you know the words.
My name is Gail, of the Bear tribe.
Could you tell me your name?”

My name was asked for…?
This was the first time since coming to this world that someone asked for my name.
Slaves don’t need a name.
Just called as a number or just as ‘slave’.
Even If you’re not thinking about it, don’t answer the name… However, I am forbidden by the curse to utter the word.
Does master not know?
I shake the neck sideways while holding my neck were the slave collar was with both hands, and desperately appeal to him with gestures that the word cannot be spoken.

The door of the bed room is opened although master seems to have a wrinkle between his eyebrows for a while and is thinking about something.

“Doug, I’m sorry, could you come for a moment? He woke up.”

It was like someone called in the boss.
At the same time, I heard a terrible sound of something flipping from the other side of the door and footsteps running towards us.

The door pounded opened, and a large man came in.
He was a little shorter than master? However, it can be understood that the body has muscles trained practically as much as master even with clothes on.
If the hand is big, all of other parts are also large.
However, the left arm is missing from the base of the shoulder.
The pupils that stares at us are brown, and the dull blonde is cut short, is that hair a habit? It is not cared for, and it’s in a mess.
However, the face is little, and it is very well-equipped in a wild sexual appeal.
Thin golden chest hair is grown on the chest which is out in the open, and it is felt that mans pheromones are that of a bitter adult coupled with the unpolished beard.
And, the long tail that master doesn’t have, behind his legs, and on his head are large animal ears of the same color as the hair on his chest.
Is that a lion?
Either way, I fully felt the charm of the two men.
It is very different from me when I was in Japan, and I feel some inferiority complex as the a man…….

“Oh, you finally got up, kid! Wow, that’s really a black iris.
Oh, I’m sorry, I’m Douglas.
Call me Doug.
If you look at me, you’ll know I’m a lion, he’s housemate.”

I understood that he was a person who was in the same position as master.
This person shouldn’t have ever had a rough phase.
I bowed to Douglas, who greeted me with his hands, I hold the collar again with both hands and appeal that it is forbidden to utter words by gesturing and shaking my head.

“He can understand the words, but it’s like he can’t talk.”
“Oh, is that a magic slave tool, where you can put a lot of constraints on it as a curse? Is that why you’re forbidden to speak a word?”

I nodded my head and told him that he was right.

“Hey, not only your body but you’re not even allowed to talk, I’m really pissed at them!!”

Shouting, Douglas kicked a wall nearby.
My shoulders shut as I wince.

“Doug, stop.
He‘s frightened.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.
I’m not angry with you.
It was so evil, I had to.
Can you remove this magic tool?”
“No, I don’t know that I’m familiar with it.
I’ll just check it out in the guild.

I’m a slave, but they are trying remove the collar?
What does that mean?
My thoughts were crowded, and stop when my head is patted I am made to be near Douglas then pulled by the arm and held to his chest.

“It’s all right now.
Ok, we’re not going to let you be hurt or feel painful.
There’s nothing to worry about anymore.
Leave all of it to us.
For now, rest slowly for a while and gain strength.”

I was also patted on the head.

“Then we’ll have to eat.”
“Well, there was still some soup that Mintz made.

I’ll let you get used to eating solids a little bit at a time.

“Okay, then wait a minute.”

Then Douglas was out of the room.
Master who left the place he was sitting to sit beside me once again, and he supported me with his hands on my back.
Though it becomes hard to look up at master because of the relation of height, master is staring at me, and it was as though there was slight smile somehow on his expressionless face.

“It‘s have been really hard for you, but from now on we will protect you.
I’m sorry I meet you in the form of slavery, but I’m not going to treat you as a slave, so I want you to feel safe.”

What did my master say just now? Master will protect me? You’re not gonna treat me as a slave? There can’t be such a convenient story lying around.
There is no merit to master in doing so.
Did you not find that the words you said were aren’t swallowed well and are embarrassing? Master was holding me tight as Douglas had been doing a while earlier.

“I don’t think it’s unreasonable to not believe in us right away.
But I want you to know this.
I and Doug care about you.
If you ever feel unhappy, we can make you so happy you can forget it.
So forget that you were a slave.”

They were kind words that had been said for the first time when I came to this world.
Can I really believe these people?
The feelings were not completely gone, but the words soaked into my tattered mind.
Then I couldn’t stand it anymore.
As the lacrimal broke, tears overflowed one after another, and my head was pressed against the chest of master and I continued to weep with ‘Poroporo’.
During that time, master had been stroking my head slowly.
How long have I been crying?
I notice, master’s chest has become soaked by my tears and runny nose.
When I was looking for something to wipe, master took the towel out of the shelf near us and wiped my face.

“Calmed down?”
My head was pounding gently, and tears came straight down my face desperately.
Master was staring at me with a gentle expression in his eyes with slightly lowered corners.

TL Notes: This was Machine translated, I fixed up the grammar as best I could.

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