(Melon)

Master and Miss Grace relationship is back to its former self.

. . . . Maybe not truly back, since I’m sure that the former Miss Grace would not secretly kiss master.

I also understand the meaning of kissing, so…  Occasionally, the idea of kissing Master pops into my head.

As much as I liked the idea of it, such actions were above my right, I’m his slave, not his lover.

At least, that’s what the me from before though. Now, after changing my collar and officially becoming a [Sex Slave], I now also have the duty to please Master sexual need.

In general, when demihumans like lizard people become slaves, they are often used as guards or do rough work. I have never heard of lizard people becoming the kind of slaves to pleasure…

Slave for pleasure is the more formal name, but they also can be called as. . . .  a Sex Slave.

However, I mustered up the courage to ask master if he needed some night service. Although Master seemed to be excited at the idea, he still pushed me out of the room.

When I am excited, my heart beats faster and my blood flows faster, making all of my senses enhanced, and thanks to that, I can hear how his heartbeat goes faster when I mentioned how I want to give him night service.

…Since Master is excited when he thinks of that, would that mean there is a genuine chance for me to be one of his girls?

Master likes to stare at my breasts very much, and the master’s heartbeat would also go faster when he does that.

Although I knew it was something that only male likes to do, yet despite being a girl, I tried to do that too, just to see what part of my breast excites him, so that I can up my allure on that point.

But, when I tried to stare at my chest when I’m alone, and despite watching it for so long, I didn’t feel any excitement at all.

I don’t understand the allure behind it.

Hmm… Actually, I know that Master is a bit lecherous, but when the opportunity presented itself to him, Master would shrink back instead.

Well, I will ask more from him from time to time in the future, maybe one day master will finally give in and push me down.

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Dawn has come.

I’m already up and have started to prepare Master breakfast.

Master has no plan to open [Dog House] for today, so he doesn’t need to wake up early in the morning.

The weather is getting cooler and autumn has arrived.

Rifle didn’t have any cart that he needed to pull, so he just lay down in front of the store and took a nap every day.

Are wolves a creature that likes to take a nap?

At first, the sight of a giant wolf sleeping in front of the shop would scare many people, but to handle that problem, Master would make various props and decorations of Rifle in accordance with the occasion.

For example, it is now autumn, and there will be an [Autumn Harvest Festival] soon, so Rifle is now covered with ears made from rice.

At the same time, the name of the shop [Dog House] is also written on the board, and then hung on Rifle head.

Rifle has officially become a signboard, and the children who come to the store will sometimes climb up and down on Rifle to have fun, and occasionally, Rifle would also take the children on a short walk circling the shop.

After putting the prepared breakfast for Master into the [storage box], I picked up the waist bag given by Master and checked whether I had all the necessities in it.

[MPOH (β)] and [Milk Potion] are all must-have items, and–Ah, that’s right.

I put the books and papers filled with some calculations that Miss Grace forgot to take back yesterday into the bag.

Miss Grace now always comes to the shop to spend some time with Master, they mostly spend their time doing Miss Grace Homework, something that Master seems to enjoy and is good at.

But as far as I know, Miss Grace should be very good at these types of calculations, and I heard that she is one of the best in the academy, but when she sticks to Master, she becomes very ignorant.

Now, I am also a student.

Entering the Royal Academy, I never thought about such a thing before.

My previous life was too far away from something like becoming a student in the academy, it’s so different that it was basically two different worlds.

Whether it’s the days when I lived in the mountains with my master, or the hellish life that has been blurred in my memory.

I never thought that I would come to the academy to receive training.

The tuition fee of this Royal Academy is very high, 15 Gold Coins for one semester excluding meals. But after defeating the ground dragon, in addition to the materials, I also got 2000 Gold Coins as a payment.

Well… I originally wanted to give all of the Gold Coins to Master, but Master asked me to keep all of it for myself.

In fact, I can already pay for the tuition myself, but when I was not looking, Master had already paid the price in full, and when I tried to pay back the money to master, he would always refuse.

Is 15 Gold Coins really a lot? I always feel that Master thinks it’s just small money.

At least, I don’t think it’s a huge amount.

How much property does Master have? I have no idea.

While thinking wildly in my mind, I crushed the 52 Golem who was wielding a stick with a backhand.

“…Oh my God, she’s amazing…”

“Are you sure she didn’t cheat? She defeated so many Golems in just ten seconds…”

“Is she a 6th grader?”

Ah. it seems I had become too ostentatious by accident.

But the attacks of these Golems are too monotonous, not to mention their speed are so slow, and even their attack power can be called a love tap at best, their durability is also horrible, each one of them can be crumpled down with a single attack.

But still, to think I need a whole 10 seconds to defeat all of them, If i fight seriously and use the [Band of The Bold], I won’t need five seconds to crush them all.

I’m currently on the academy’s No. 9 training ground, fighting Golem… Well, considering how easy it is to crush them, can this still be considered a battle?

Anyway, the training ground No. 9 is a training ground for the people with the [Fighter] class.

Among the fifty [Fighter] students present, only two had bladed weapons, and none of them held bows.

They are mainly [Fighter] who use blows as their means of attack.

In today’s class, the teacher will keep calling out numerous Golems armed with sticks, and then eight students will go on stage at a time to deal with the Golem group’s attack, and the group who are able to survive for 5 whole minutes would passed, due to how unfavorable the chance of victory are, very few students participated.

However, it is said that fighting against Golems is a compulsory course, so it must be taken sooner or later.

—By the way, I’m the only one who didn’t go into battle with a weapon at all.

—Is my fighting style very unusual?

The students next to me all looked at me with awe, even the other seven students who came up together were the same.

“…Ah, sorry.” After saying that, I left the Golem’s spawn point.

Just after I wiped out all the Golems in my field of vision, I accidentally landed on the spawn point of the Golems and crushed all of the newly made Golems.

Originally, I just thought that there were a lot of enemies in that place, it turned out to be their spawn point.

Compared with fighting these Golems, training with the Spinning Iron Dummy is hundreds of times more tiring.

Kind of miss the Spinning Iron Dummy training post, but I always destroy it pretty quickly.

Now there are only two left in the store, and training with them is not quite like real training, but more like reminiscing about the time back in the mountains.

The 1st Year courses are so boring. I want to join the [Arte] course, but it’s  reserved for the 5th Grader.

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