Lending a chest (literally)

"Ah—ah… Could you raise my voice a little more?"

"Hmm, if I adjust this part of the vocal cords… How about now?"

"Ah—ah… Perfect. Thank you, Master!"

I was tuning Aishia's throat. As a former bard, she's particular about it.

"… If I don't check you regularly, who knows what might happen, okay?"

"Yes. I'll follow you for life, Master."

"Mhm, serve me for life, Aishia. Good girl, good girl."

"Ehehe, Master."

Good. Now if she ever betrays me, who knows what might happen to that throat of hers. I can keep her bound to me by holding her precious voice hostage. Fufufu.

Her face hardly needed any corrections either. She might even be a bit prettier than before.

Well, I used Sati-tan as my reference! Sati-tan is super cute, and my nostalgia filter only amplified that — there's no way she wouldn't be cute!

"… Ah, Dea-kun isn't losing in cuteness either! Even when you sulk, you're cute!"

"No, I'm not… I'm not sulking."

You totally are. Kawayoi. Cute and goodkawaii & yoi — kawayoi for short.

Also, she'd already been trained not to commit crimes.

Apparently, that sort of thing is included in their "education." If you didn't train that into them, then even if you ordered "don't commit crimes," they wouldn't know what counts as a crime and the order wouldn't take effect.

Of course, you can't teach them the entire law code; it's only at a common-sense level with various gaps here and there. Still, having that foundation helps.

"Tell me if something bothers you. I'll still put you to work, but I'll fix whatever can be fixed."

"Yes. Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Master."

Aishia bowed her head. Mhm, obedient. As expected of a slave girl.

Ah, I need to make her a room, too.

Where should I put it for now?

"Eh, you'll give me a room?"

"As you can see, we have as much space as we want, and I can add more as I like."

"I could also serve you constantly from inside Master's room."

"Then right across from mine!"

I might drag her in for lewd things, but privacy is important!

It'd be a problem if she came when I'm not in the mood… right?

"I'll make it spacious so you can practice singing without worry."

"Thank you, Master."

The soundproofing is perfect anyway, so there's no need to make it huge, but no need to make it cramped either.

"… So, what will Aishia actually be doing? The usual slave chores aren't needed here, right?"

"Ah, right."

Normally, slaves handle everyday chores — heating bathwater and carrying it to the tub, for example. But I can do all of that with Spatial Magic, so there's no work for her.

I explain to Dea-kun the idea I had when I decided to buy Aishia.

"She'll be my stand-in. I don't want to get too famous, so we'll make it look like Aishia's the one doing things. Medical stuff and the like. She'll wear a mask."

"I see — you're making Aishia your 'mask,' Karina-neesan?"

"Exactly. For the first time, I'll need to make it look like Aishia was healed by 'her,' so I'll do it while wearing the mask."

As for a name… Damiina Niseisha… No, maybe I'll have Dea and the others come up with something more plausible. My naming sense is… yeah.

"In that case, Aishia's chest is lacking. Will you have her pad it?"

"No, I'll hide my chest instead. Like this, and… this."

Pop — I shoved my chest into spatial storage. From the outside — over my clothes, that is — it looked completely flat. Smaller than Aishia's; maybe padding would be better after all.

"Y-your chest disappeared, onee-san…!?"

"Heh, I just tucked them away in a room using Spatial Magic. This way is harder to see through, right?"

After all, adding volume with padding is easy, but hiding something that's part of the body is hard.

If I cut them off, healing them would be a pain. And it would hurt… Also, it's a bit breezy like this.

"That surprised me… So you can even do that."

"If you want, I can lend you my chest, Dea-kun. Heave-ho～."

Snap — I snapped my fingers and popped my breasts onto Dea-kun's flat chest.

Behold the secret technique of Spatial Magic: 'Lending a Chest' (literally)!!

Kyaa — a loli, big-boob elf! Even my size looks huge on a petite frame like his!

Plus, my boobs won't get cold! I could just leave them with Dea whenever I need to hide them!

"F-eh!? T-these… I have boobs!? W-wah, I can't see down."

"Hihya!? Ah, wait, Dea-kun!"

Paff — Dea-kun lifted his(?) breasts from below to support them.

Squish.

But those are my breasts, firmly connected to me…!

Ah, no, don't knead them like you're savoring the softness!

"Wh— wow, they're so soft and warm… whoa… amazing."

"Um, Dea-kun. Can I say something?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"Hyan! Um, see—"

"—they're connected to me… ngh."

"Eh? … Ah! S-sorry!?"

Kuh… phew, that was close. I almost awakened to something.

This one's on me — I forgot that men have the 'if boobs are on your own chest, you just end up groping them' instinct…!

Anyone would do it. I'd do it. I did do it. I still do it every morning when I wake up.

… Wait, if I used the same method to detach Dea-kun's, uh, "Dea-kun," he'd look even more girlish, wouldn't he? I'll try that next time.

After discussing it again later, we realized we didn't need to combine the healer introduction with the report of Aishia's full recovery, so there was absolutely no need to lend Dea my chest in the first place.