I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

If anyone could see this thrilling scene now, they would definitely feel guilty for the evil feelings they had.

Two girls, as delicate as dolls, were half-naked and wiping each other's bodies. The one being wiped had a flushed face, while the one wiping had a serious and gentle look on her face. This kind of scene, which can only be seen in works of art, where the naked bodies look sacred, is now being staged here.

The back scrubbing, which seemed like mental torture to Ella, was finally over. Lotte looked very satisfied. Ella couldn't look directly at Lotte's body and didn't know where to look. Finally, she decided to rinse off the foam herself and go out, leaving Lotte to take a bath in the bathtub inside.

After telling Ruthie to go straight to the first floor to find Ella after washing and getting dressed, and that he would wait for her there, Ella quickly left the bathroom as if she was escaping.

Lotte was the only one left in the bathroom, muttering to herself as she watched Ella leave.

"Master is such a weirdo... But I still like this lovely master."

Then the bathroom was filled with silver bell-like laughter.

Chapter 19: Feeding Play and the Impending Crisis

The first floor of the Saou Hotel is busiest from 8 to 10 in the morning, with tourists coming and going as well as nearby villagers who have gotten up early to sell their crops choosing to eat here.

But today, there was a corner in the noisy hotel that no one approached, as if everyone had agreed in advance not to disturb the two people sitting there.

"Hey, is that the one in white the princess?"

"Who's that guy sitting opposite me? How dare he interrupt the princess's breakfast? I'll make him feel the wrath of old Jack."

"Jack, calm down. That's a girl. Are you going to hit a girl?"

"Girl? Uh...Is that so? That's fine then."

"That girl looks pretty. She must be the princess's friend."

"That's probably it... Damn it, if I—"

"Don't even think about it. It's impossible."

Amidst the laughter of the people around them, the people at the table ended their conversation, only glancing at the corner from time to time, as if they were on guard against the two people.

Looking at Lotte sitting in front of her, Ella secretly admired her in her heart.

Her orange-red eyes and long eyelashes flickered constantly. Her waist-length lavender hair was pulled back into a ponytail, swaying faintly behind her shoulders. Her fair skin highlighted her rosy lips. Her pale green sleeveless top, paired with a matching long skirt and a pure white corset, made her appear incredibly petite. Her hands, clad in white, fingerless gloves, restlessly intertwined and separated in a nervous tangle. Add to that the white hair ornament in her hair—she looked like an elf from a fairy tale in her original world.

"E-Ella-san, if you keep staring at me like this..."

"Eh? Uh—it's because Lotte is so beautiful."

Lotte untied her intertwined fingers and gently covered her chest with her hands.

"Pretty, huh? But I'm obviously quite skinny... And it's all because of the clothes Ella-san gave me."

"No, no, no, no."

Ella quickly shook the spoon in her hand.

"Not everyone in the world likes plump women. Being small has its advantages. Don't worry about it. Besides, you already belong to me, so of course I have to dress you up beautifully."

"So, what kind of person does Miss Ella like?"

Hey, hey, hey! Is this one of those Shura Field-specific problems from my previous life's game? Humph, I'm an expert in this area! Ella couldn't help but feel proud. She scooped up a spoonful of porridge and continued what she had done.

"As long as it suits that person, it doesn't matter if it's big or small."

"Is it appropriate? --- Miss Ella, I can eat by myself... This is too embarrassing."

Lotte blushed and stammered when she saw the spoon Ella extended to her.

Ella felt she was going too far, but couldn't help but continue this behavior she'd only ever seen in the past, a practice she'd only seen in the eyes of loving couples. She hadn't really seen what was so fun about it, other than showing it off to others. It wasn't until she actually did it that she realized how much fun it was.

"Just one more bite, please."

"Okay... okay—Hmm."

Looking at Ruthie blushing and holding the spoon in her mouth, Ella felt that the switch in her heart was constantly being teased. She resisted the urge to continue this feeding play, put the spoon in the bowl, and handed the bowl to Ruthie.

"Lutee said she graduated from the academy, but she looks only fourteen. Could she be a genius in the family?"

Lotte took the bowl, the blush on her face gradually fading, and answered Ella.

"Well, I can't say I'm a genius. I just learned more than others besides combat."

"Didn't you learn magic?"

"Learning magic requires a high level of talent and consumes a large amount of gold coins, so I only learned a little bit, and the magic tablet only rated it at level two or three."

Ella said, "I see," as she began to eat. Despite looking petite, she had a surprisingly large appetite. Even though Lotte had been a slave for two years, her eating posture was still very elegant, even if she ate quickly and gracefully.

After a short while, the two finished their meal. After paying the bill with the proprietress, Ella led Lotte out of the inn. Although Lotte had just woken up, she had returned to normal thanks to Ella's magic last night. They were now heading to the home of the gambler they'd met last night and to buy some clothes for Lotte.

He ignored the gazes of people on the street on him and Ruthie and walked straight to the residence of the male gambler that he had marked on the map last night.

She quietly looked through the small window into the first floor and found that the man was eating at the table with the person in front of him who should be his wife. There was nothing unusual. Ella breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had not caused any trouble.

"Ms. Ella, this is..."

No wonder Lotte was concerned, because Ella looked like a stalker spying on others. Ella said awkwardly.

"There are various reasons for this."

Ella turned around and took Lotte to the Rococo clothing store, telling her about the gambling fight last night.

"Why would Miss Ella save someone like that? It would be better to just leave him alone. Wouldn't it be disadvantageous if everyone saved him?"

"I don't save everyone, it's just that I feel a little guilty about it being me. If it was someone else, I wouldn't bother."

"It's still strange. Although I shouldn't say this, Miss Ella really is a pushover."

It seems that Lotte hasn't gotten over her weird endings.

"That's different. I saved Lotte because she's mine. I saved this man because I was the one who caused his mental disorder. I'm not a good person at all. Um—don't mind me. I didn't treat Lotte as a thing. I was just using her as a metaphor."

Along the way, Ella kept asking Lotte about information about this world, and soon arrived at the "Rococo" clothing store.

"Come to think of it, there's no underwear in the clothes Ms. Ella gave me... Ah, I'm not asking for that, I'm just a little curious..."

“Well…”

Ella fell into deep thought. She couldn't just say that she was a man and didn't want to wear these things, so she didn't buy them at all. When she was thinking about how to explain, the waiter came to the rescue.

"Hello, may I ask what the princess and this young lady may need?"

Ella couldn't help but hold her forehead.

"How come even you know the title of princess!"

Seeing Ella's distressed look, the waiter couldn't help but smile.

"People in this town have been saying that the lady in the white swordsman's uniform is a princess, so the first person I thought of was you."

Having to accept this fact, Ella pushed Lotte out from behind her.

"Okay, okay, this time I'm here to buy her clothes."

Hearing Ella's words and being pushed to the front, Lotte felt a little surprised.

"Eh? Me? Miss Ella, I'm already very grateful for the dress you gave me. Buying clothes specifically for slaves is something only wealthy nobles would do. I can't accept this kindness."

Ever since Ella picked her up, Lotte has been particularly self-conscious about her status as a slave. While there's nothing wrong with this, it's too tiring for Ella. Just as she was about to persuade her, the waiter next to her interrupted.

"It's okay, okay? I think this is probably the Princess's good intentions. She must really cherish you to treat you like this. I'm also a slave, so I understand your feelings. But don't you see I'm living a good life now? My Master is also very gentle to his slaves, just like the Princess, so I also know how you feel right now. This will only cause trouble to the Master, okay?"

"Yes, that's right."

Ella nodded repeatedly to show her agreement.

Lotte seemed to be thinking about something, lowered her head and accepted the waiter's persuasion.

"Well... okay then."

Seeing Lotte's expression, the waiter smiled and led the two into the garment room where Ella had been yesterday.

"Take out all the ready-made clothes that fit Lotte's size and try them on. Um... underwear too."

"Okay, please wait."

The waiter turned and left. Lotte stared at the way Ella selected the clothes with her mouth slightly open.

"Is the master actually very wealthy? Does she run her own guild? Or is she actually a formidable adventurer? Is she really a princess?"

Ella froze, unsure how to explain it to Lotte. She could have used the same excuse she'd used before, but seeing Lotte's gleaming eyes, she couldn't bear to lie. Finally, she settled on a more cautious, yet honest, explanation, lowering her voice and pretending to be profound.

"Actually, I'm a very powerful magician, so it's normal for me to have money. Don't worry about the money, just buy whatever you want."

"That's it."

Lotte looked as if she believed Ella's words without a doubt, which made Ella feel an uncontrollable sense of guilt in her heart, and she quickly added.

"There's a deep connection here. I'll explain it to you slowly when we have time and are out of the way."

Ruthie nodded.

With Ella's relentless shopping style, they soon bought more clothes than they could carry, though this was partly due to their short stature. Finally, at the suggestion of the elderly woman at the clothing store, they had the waitress send the clothes to the inn by carriage that afternoon, and they paid the store themselves. After paying for the clothes, which amounted to a dozen gold coins, they left the store.

"Then please send it over this afternoon. We'll be leaving first. See you later."

"Bon Voyage."

"I've never heard of this way of buying clothes."

Lotte looked at Ella walking beside her as if she saw a weirdo. After listening to the advice of the clothing store clerk, Lotte finally seemed to no longer have the consciousness of being a slave. Of course, it could also be that she was trying to improve herself so that she would not have the consciousness of being a slave.

"It's okay, it's okay. I still have plenty of money. Oh, and by the way, I need to give you some money in case you need it again when I'm not around."

She pulled a few gold coins from the pocket of her tight shorts and handed them to Lotte. Lotte hesitated, perhaps touched by the waiter's words, before accepting the coins. Seeing Lotte's transformation, Ella nodded happily.

"Yeah, that's it. I don't treat Lotte as a slave, but as a friend. Yeah, yes, a friend."

Lotte felt tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as she murmured Ella's last words.

"Friends, friends..."

Ever since she'd gotten used to her second master's abuse, she hadn't cried since. The urge to cry like today had only been there since she first came under her second master's wing. However, Lotte was certain these two tears were completely different. To stop them from flowing, she quickly wiped her eyes.

Ella was a little curious when she noticed Lotte's strange behavior.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing. Thank you, Miss Ella."

Lotte's happy smile was particularly dazzling in the morning sun.

"Really? That's good."

The two continued walking side by side on the street.

They didn't notice that there were two groups of people following them...

Chapter 20: Silenced Attack Magic

Now, there was a group of people standing in front and behind Lotte and Ella.

A group of men with bulging chests, strong arms, and naked upper bodies, their eyes gleaming with menacing intentness, were now sizing up Lotte and Ella.

Standing in the middle of the group was a man dressed normally, who looked like the group's leader. He looked at Ella with cold eyes and introduced himself.

"My name is Zarco, Princess. We've followed you all the way here and finally found this opportunity. Let me get straight to the point. If you hand over the money you have and then give these guys behind me a good time, we'll naturally not harm you. But if you resist or ask for help, you can't blame us for taking action."

The man named Zarko started out speaking with an expression as if he was looking at a small animal, but at the end, for some reason, his face became complicated.

Hearing what Zarco said, the naked upper body strong men around him all laughed, not caring at all about the possibility of Ella and Lotte resisting.

Looking around herself, Ella began to feel that it was a wrong decision to bring Lotte to this deserted alley in the West District. She just wanted to be an ordinary person in this different world, so why did she always encounter things that she would never have encountered before?

Seeing Ella glance around and then fall silent, Lotte thought Ella was about to compromise with this group of people. She stood behind Ella, lowered her head, and whispered to Ella from a place where Zaker could not see her.

"Ms. Ella, please go ahead. I'll create an opportunity."

Ella came back to her senses after hearing Lotte's calm voice.

"Eh? No, no, I'll take care of it."

"Miss Ella, with so many people here, even if I had magic, I wouldn't have the chance to cast it!"

"It's okay, trust me."