I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

141 – Negotiation (4)

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All through the beautiful morning, with the peaceful sunlight streaming down, I spent my time caressing Pia, who curled up as tightly as possible and pressed her body into my arms.

Of course, he wasn’t quite a child anymore, so it was more like he was nestled between my legs, his shoulders hunched over and his knees pulled up.

But when I looked at the fluffy tail that was still curled up and tucked between the legs and the two ears that were slowly fluttering as if they were feeling good, I could feel that I was still clearly remembering the fox I used to be, curled up in my arms.

I’ve never had children of my own, but I think this is what every father dreams of having a playful daughter.

Pia was just as cute and lovable as Leila, enough to make me think like that.

But I just sighed quietly while holding that lovely Pia in my arms.

“under…”

“…Huh? Ash, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Why are you sighing over nothing?”

“… my legs hurt.”

“Hmm,”

“…”

Pia shook her head with a mischievous smile.

“Still, you won’t get out of my way.”

“huh…”

I could only nod quietly as Pia tightly closed her eyes again and held onto my sleeve with both her lovely hands.

It’s definitely cute.

Perhaps because of my experience taking care of Layla, dealing with a girl of this age wasn’t all that difficult or uncomfortable.

But until yesterday, or even until this morning, I could have just looked at Pia’s appearance as cute.

Actually, it was a huge worry for me at the moment.

“When will Sylvia come…”

“Are we talking about Sylvia again?”

“…”

“You could have done that yesterday, just pay attention to me.”

“So you’re hugging me. Do you hate it?”

“No, it’s too good.”

Pia’s kindness makes me flinch every time I notice it.

How could I not have noticed this until now?

Or maybe she was somehow affected by being constantly exposed to the stimulating sight of Sylvia making love.

I knew that I was loved by the spirits because of what the green lady had told me, but I never imagined it would be this kind of love, so I found this situation a little disconcerting.

Pia’s white, slender legs, pulled up high, and her knees bent up, were lightly pressing down on my chest.

The bushy tail that was between her sleek legs barely covered the space between Pia’s legs, who was clearly not wearing anything under her leather jacket, and swayed as it secretly brushed my cheek and chin.

Is this what they mean by being a fox?

It was extremely difficult.

Of course, it goes without saying that I cannot see Pia as a woman.

In the first place, it was questionable whether a spirit and a human could have such a relationship, but the bigger problem was her appearance.

Pia’s appearance was that of a young girl of about ten years old at best, and until a few days ago, she had looked half that age.

Of course, the age of a spirit is different from that of a human, but as someone with extremely ordinary tastes in women, I couldn’t possibly have lewd fantasies or passionate feelings for such a pure and cute creature.

Of course, there was a good chance that all of these worries were just useless worries.

Pia’s behavior like this may just be the result of Sylvia and I being so sticky, and her kindness toward me may just be the cute jealousy of a daughter who lost her father to her mother.

No, it had to be that way.

“Pia.”

“huh?”

“…”

I kept my mouth shut.

What on earth was I trying to ask?

Do you like me?

Pia would of course answer yes.

Do you want to sleep with me?

It was such a horrible and vulgar question to ask a girl who wasn’t even an adult, so I couldn’t even think of asking.

I felt like I was realizing anew how extreme and vulgar the conversations I had with Sylvia during our relationship were.

I shook my head slowly and changed the subject.

“I was wondering how I can increase my spirit magic.”

“Just be nice to me. If Pia likes Ash a lot, and Ash likes Pia a lot, then I can do whatever Ash asks.”

“… I see.”

Certainly, seeing as how I grew up receiving personal items, it was clear that the growth of the spirit was largely related to the person I was.

However, Pia’s explanation was so abstract that I didn’t know what to do.

Surely he doesn’t mean to suggest love between a spirit and a real man and woman.

My case is a bit unusual, I only have Pia by my side, but there must be spirits that take on a male form among the spirits, but there’s no way there would be a spirit that only grows when it turns male.

If the growth of spirits is truly erotic love, then the previous spirit sorcerer, the great sage Malis, was a debaucher who had relationships with both men and women.

As I imagined the unpleasant appearance of a great person in history, I lowered my head with a vague sense of guilt.

“Yeah… I see.”

“Yeah, so we need to have more time to hug like this.”

“okay.”

First of all, I made a firm resolution.

No matter how much Sylvia wanted it, he had decided that he would no longer be touching each other’s lower abdomens every night.

Regardless of Pia’s actual age, I felt that her attitude and mental age were exactly as they appeared on the outside, so it would be the right choice to refrain from any further actions that could negatively affect Pia.

As I was organizing my thoughts like that, another problem suddenly arose.

“… under,”

How to convince Sylvia.

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Although it was still a long time before the sun set, Sylvia came back early.

There was nothing more delightful than seeing him striding toward me with two dead rabbits slung over his shoulders.

Even without that, I was anxious to talk to Sylvia as soon as possible since I sensed something dangerous coming from Pia, and today, she came back so quickly.

This is exactly the kind of situation that fits the saying that there is a kind of telepathy, or something that is communicated between people in love.

I carefully raised my arm so as not to make Pia uncomfortable in my arms and waved at Sylvia.

Sylvia, who had been walking from afar, saw me like that and smiled brightly like a flower in full bloom, and started walking a little faster.

“Eugh, do you like it that much?”

Pia looked up at my face and grumbled in a slightly raspy voice.

For some reason, the cute jealousy faintly buried in that voice made me feel very uneasy.

I was silently stroking Pia’s head, wondering what to say to Sylvia.

As they got closer, Sylvia’s strides became wider and wider.

“Ash!”

Sylvia called my name in a bright voice, as if she had no intention of hiding her joy.

I slowly took Pia out of my arms, stood up, and took the rabbit Sylvia had brought me, saying:

“You’re early.”

“What, why were you waiting outside in this cold weather?”

“I was out in the sun with Pia.”

“Hmm, you weren’t waiting for me?”

Sylvia gave me a light hug.

Pia muttered as she circled around the two of us who were embracing each other.

“No.”

Of course, Sylvia didn’t hear.

“You must be tired and it’s cold outside, so don’t go inside. Your body is as cold as ice.”

“It’s okay. I actually feel like I’m gaining some stamina these days.”

“The training was worth it.”

“That’s right.”

“But let’s go in anyway. I caught a rabbit. I thought it would be nice to have lunch today, so I came quickly.”

Sylvia held my hand tightly.

She told me I was cold, but her hands were much colder than mine.

I tucked the rabbit she had caught under my arm, held her hands with both of my hands, and blew warm breath on them to warm them up.

Sylvia looked at me with affection, lightly kissed my forehead, and took my hand as she entered the cabin.

“Do you think you can move your body a little?”

“Yeah, my recovery is also getting faster. Like Sylvia said, I feel like my training is paying off.”

“Then, after lunch, do you want to go for a run in the afternoon?”

“That’s good too, but before that…”

“huh?”

Thanks to the fact that I had become quite accustomed to living in the forest, I was able to manage running away quite easily.

I continued, skillfully skinning the rabbit.

“I have something to say. It’s going to be a bit serious.”

“Ash, why are you setting such a mood?”

“that is…”

For a moment I stopped talking.

When I tried to speak, my mouth just wouldn’t open.

It’s not like I had any regrets about sleeping with her or anything.

It just became difficult to find a way to start talking.

Sylvia might get upset if you tell her that you don’t want to have s*x for a while.

That would be the case, Alice will probably be back in a few days, and even if it’s Sylvia, she won’t want to have s*x with me while Alice is right next to me.

Saying that I won’t sleep with you now was practically the same as saying that I won’t sleep with you until the moment the Demon King was killed and everything was over.

Of course, I had valid and urgent reasons, but it was difficult to explain them to Sylvia.

In a situation where Pia is clearly looking at me, I can’t say, “I can’t have s*x with her because she wants to.”

I decided to take some time to figure out how to bring this up to her.

“I think it might be a bit of a long story to tell over lunch, so I’m thinking of eating and talking about it.”

“I’ll think about it while I eat, so tell me the general idea first.”

“…Ah, no, let’s eat first. I’m hungry.”

“I ate venison for dinner yesterday. Are you hungry?”

“After that…”

“Oh, right. Ash, you worked hard, didn’t you?”

Sylvia nodded with a sly smile.

I forced an awkward smile and placed the trimmed rabbit on the campfire.

Pia was looking at me and Sylvia with a displeased expression.

I’m going crazy, for real.

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