“Ah, well, large breasts doesn’t have anything to do with her species…” Figuro responded wryly.
“Y-yes… of course.” I cleared my throat.
Why did I feel like I had glares drilling into my back from behind? It was just a slip of the tongue, honestly? As we looked at the woman, she watched back, an intrigued look in her eyes.
“Even if you show me the most expensive girl in this place, why do you expect I can afford something this extravagant?” I asked Figuro wryly.
He let out a chuckle. “Isn’t that just wishful thinking? When I see slaves that are very skilled and promising, naturally, I want them to go the best slave handlers. Just looking and Miki and Lydia, they have developed wonderfully under your case. Miki herself would easily be as valuable as Lydia, despite having the nine-tail label.”
“Can you stop putting prices on them, they’re all priceless to me,” I said. “I wouldn’t sell them for any amount.”
“My apologies,” Figuro gave a slight bow, “I meant no offense.”
Hmm? It seems like the heat on my back somehow lessened from a moment ago. What was going on with that?
“It’s fine…” I responded defensively. “It isn’t that easy that I get angry about something.”
“Of course,” Figuro smiled. “Are you sure that you have no further questions about this elf?”
“I mean, it’s not like I’m not curious? What is her story? Was she some lost princess or something?”
Figuro chuckled. “Nothing so extravagant as that. Her story was pretty simple, actually. Her family were slaves. It was extremely rare for an elf to become a slave. You may not know this, but the extinction of elves is a fairly recent thing. Elf women struggle to become pregnant, but they have extremely long lives. This wouldn’t have been an issue, except there were many wars and conflicts and elves were brought into it. Unlike humans and demihumans which replenish their numbers within two decades, it’d take elves thousands of years to recuperate.
“Eventually, too many elves died, and even finding two elves that wanted to be lifelong mates was impossible. You see, elves are very particular about who they mate with. Their partner is for life. Thus, if the male died after they consummated their relationship even once, she could never have sex again. This isn’t a mental thing or a belief of elves either, it’s actually a built-in part of their biology.”
“Huh, what do you mean?”
“Once a man… um… inserts his part.” He looked behind me with at least some modesty as he tried to explain things without details. “The woman’s… part… imprints on him. If any other part attempts to go in, it seals shut. Furthermore, when it comes to simply impregnation, her body rejects the seed of any other man.”
He nodded. “As the species was becoming endangered, they tried many magics and attempts to bypass their biological systems. However, it was determined that a woman’s… um… parts could not be opened except by her partner without severely injuring her, and impregnation was impossible.
“This is all interesting, but how does this relate to her.”
“Ah… well, she isn’t simply an elf, but she’s also still a virgin without any imprinting. In fact, it’s a part of her slave clause that a Master can not force her to have sex. If you do so, she will be taken immediately and you would be severely punished.”
“I think Master should take her.” Lydia suddenly spoke up.
Miki nodded. “Mm… a slave Master can’t touch. I approve.”
What was that about? My girls sometimes said the strangest things.