“Umm.. Thank you for helping us!”

  “Thank you, nya!”

  The two slaves finally spoke, their voices tinged with a mix of gratitude and hesitation as they bowed to Sis Karin.

  But she simply crossed her arms and smirked.

  “It wasn’t me who did the real work. I just did a follow-up,” she said, glancing at me. “If it weren’t for his suggestion, you two might have only ended up working here for three days, maybe five at best.”

  Before they could turn their thanks to me, she continued,

  “All right, you heard what I told the adventurers, right? If you’re grateful to him, then work properly and help him train until he gets stronger. He’s a genius in that field too—you two might be surprised later.”

  ““Yes!””

  The two nodded without hesitation.

  Sis Karin then turned to Sis Sasa.

  “Sasa, can you handle the counter alone for a while? Since they're getting free food, I don’t think you’ll have much work tonight.”

  “Yes, guildmaster!”

  Then, she turned to my sisters. “Daisy, Celes, can you help them prepare for work?”

  ““Alright!””

  “Freed, take them to an empty room upstairs and give them their uniforms. Then come back here to bring their food. Take your time—you three probably have things to talk about, right?”

  I nodded. “Yes! Come, follow me.”

  Before heading upstairs, I handed them a glass of water to drink. Then, I led them to the well outside so they could wash their faces.

  They wanted to carry the water themselves, but Sissy and Sis Celes refused to let them.

  “You two are too thin,” Sissy scolded, easily lifting the heavy water bucket.

  Sis Celes nodded. “There’s no way we’ll let you carry this.”

  Despite their protests, my sisters were kind—they wouldn’t let them exert themselves after what they had been through.

  Once we reached the empty room, I handed them their uniforms.

  There was even a special one tailored for beastkin, with small openings for Hazel’s tail near the lower back of her shirt and skirt.

  Sissy and Sis Celes stayed to help them dress, while I returned to the bar to wait for their food.

  Sissy and Sis Celes stayed to help them dress, while I returned to the bar to wait for their food.

  *Knock* *Knock*

  “Are you ready? I brought the food.”

  “Wait a moment, Freed.”

  I heard Sissy’s voice from inside. I waited.

  “You can come in now, Freed.”

  I opened the door, expecting nothing unusual.

  But—

  ““Thank you, Master!””

  They suddenly bowed to me while calling me Master.

  They suddenly bowed deeply in front of me.

  Eh?

  What?

  H-Huh?

  Seeing two cute girls in maid-like uniforms bowing to me while calling me ‘Master’—

  My brain froze.

  “Ehhhhh!?”

  Obviously, I've never seen the real ones in my previous life. In my current life, I usually only see maids in the Persian Store, so I'm surprised to see them act like this.

  I turned to my sisters, utterly confused.

  They just chuckled.

  Seriously, what happened?

  “They were really grateful to you and asked us how to thank you properly,” Sissy explained cheerfully. “So, we told them to offer their gratitude like this!”

  I stared at them.

  They… set this up!?

  “We also wanted to see your reaction,” Sis Celes teased, smirking. “Looks like you really liked it, huh? Do you want your sisters to call you ‘Master’ too, hmm?”

  Sis Celes clearly enjoyed my reaction.

  “Geez, stop it.” I sighed, shaking my head.

  “Sis Celes and Sissy are already cute the way you are. If you acted like that too, I’d probably faint. It’s bad for my heart to handle so much cuteness.”

  As I placed the food on the table and turned away before facing them, I heard silence.

  Then—

  “H-Huh? I-I am cute?” Sissy’s voice was small, almost fragile.

  “I’m cute… Freed called me cute… I’m cute…”

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  Yup.

  Sis Celes’ brain malfunctioned.

  I turned back just in time to see her murmuring to herself. Their faces are bright red like tomatoes.

  The two slaves giggled, their tension melting into a soft chuckle.

  ““Fufu…””

  Then, realizing they had laughed, they immediately bowed apologetically again.

  ““Ah! Sorry!””

  “It’s okay! It’s okay!”

  “Un. Don’t worry about it.”

  Sissy and Sis Celes waved off their concern.

  Of course Sissy and Sis Celes don’t mind it.

  I smiled at the two slaves.

  “I’ve seen you two since the first day I started working here, but this is the first time I’ve seen you smile like that. You are way cuter compared to before.”

  I teased them too to lighten the mood,

  But they froze.

  Their faces flushed red.

  “C-Cute?”

  “W-We? Cute, nya?”

  “Geez! Freed! You’re calling girls cute too much! That’s not good!” Sissy huffed, pouting.

  I didn’t deny it and just shrugged. “Well, I’m Dad’s son after all.”

  That shut her up.

  She and Sis Celes knew exactly how smooth our dad was when talking to Mom.

  They had no counterargument.

  Sis Celes narrowed her eyes.

  “…Freed. You said you’ve been watching them since you started working here.”

  Uh-oh.

  “Are you perhaps… a stalk—”

  “Freed. You said you have seen them since you first worked here. Are you perhaps a stalk-”

  “Sis Celes also looks so cute when she eats at the bar,” I interrupted smoothly. “Compared to the other adventurers, Sis Celes looks like a gorgeous noble lady.”

  I teased sis Celes again before she called me a ‘stalker’.

  “H-Huh? N-Noble lady?”

  She muttered to herself, her face burning.

  “A-Am I really that cute…? I’m gorgeous… Freed said I’m a noble lady…”

  Ah…

  Her brain malfunctioned again.

  The two slaves giggled again.

  “Fufu… You three are really close.”

  “That’s right, nya! You three are so kind, nya.”

  I smiled.

  “All right, you two should eat first. We can talk while you eat.”

  “That’s enough. Sisters should eat first. Let’s talk while you eat. Anyway, sisters can call me Freed.”

  “Ah, I’m Daisy!”

  “My name is Celestia.”

  They seemed to have forgotten to introduce each other.

  “Thank you. My name is Esta.”

  “Thank you, nya! I’m Hazel, nya!”

  After we introduced each other, they started sitting on the chairs and eating the food. Since there were no more chairs to sit on, I sat on the bed beside the table.

  But—

  “Then, we’ll be leaving now,” Sis Celes suddenly announced.

  “Huh? You won’t stay?”

  “I’m tired.” Sissy yawned. “It’s already late. I just wanna sleep.”

  It seems she's really tired.

  “Besides,” Sis Celes smirked, “you three probably have things to talk about. We can come and see you again tomorrow morning.”

  “I see.”

  She turned to the two slaves. “You two are okay with that, right?”

  “Ah.. Umm.. Yes..” Esta hesitated, glancing at me before nodding.

  “Don’t worry. Freed is very kind. He won’t do anything to you.”

  Then—

  Her eyes gleamed mischievously.

  “…Right, Freed?”

  She smiled at me. However, her smile looked a bit scary now.

  “H-Huh? W-What are you talking about, sis? O-Of course! I won’t do anything to them!”

  Sis Celes chuckled darkly.

  “I don’t know where you learned about it. But seriously, don’t do anything to them, okay?” She sighed. “We already understood what you were talking about with Mom and Dad on the first day you left home six months ago.”

  Wait—

  WHAT!?

  “W-Who DARED to teach that to my innocent sisters!?” I panicked.

  Sis Celes smirked. “So, you do know.”

  “Ah…”

  I screwed up.

  Before my brain processed it, my mouth had already reacted.

  Shit.

  “Haa… You don’t have to worry about us. We won’t do anything like that with a man that we don’t love.” Sis Celes sighed once more. “Rather, I’m curious where you learned it, Freed?”

  Her smile is scarier than a moment ago!

  Sissy also crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes.

  Sweat dripped down my back.

  “Uh… I-I asked Dad how I was born.”

  “…And?”

  “…Dad explained.”

  “…And?”

  “…Then Mom smacked Dad on the head while yelling at him.”

  Sis Celes and Sissy looked at each other.

  Then, they grinned.

  “I see. So it’s Dad, huh.”

  “Haha! Looks like we need to go home this week, Sis!”

  “Fufufu… Yes, Daisy. That’s a good idea.”

  They look so scary!

  Sorry, Dad!

  Seems you will get another fist!

  I’m glad I really had asked Dad about it a year ago.

  I’m saved!

  *Meanwhile in our home.

  *Shivering*

  Dad suddenly shivered, wrapping his arms around himself.

  “What’s wrong, dear?” Mom asked.

  “I don’t know… but I feel like something bad is about to happen to me.”

  “Geez, stop overthinking. Maybe you just caught a cold.”

  “...Maybe.” He grinned. “Then, warm me up, please.”

  Dad hugged Mom while kissing her forehead.

  “Geez! Our kids don't want another sibling, you know?”

  “It’s fine if you just use your mouth, right?”

  “Geez! You just acted like you caught a cold! It can’t be helped then. Come to our room.”

  “I love you, dear.”

  “I love you too, dear.”

  *Back in the guild.

  “Esta, Hazel, you may have seen Freed as just a kid. But he is a genius. You can even talk about serious matters to him. He can understand it like an adult.”

  “That’s right! I hate to admit it, but he is far smarter than us!”

  The slaves—Sis Esta and Sis Hazel—nodded.

  “Well then, see you tomorrow, Freed. You too, Esta, Hazel.”

  “Bye, bye!”

  “Alright. See you, sis.”

  “Thank you for your help today.”

  “Thanks for today, nya!”