I’ve Been Reincarnated as a Tentacle Slime~ I Want to Live a Comfortable, Secure Life and Do Whatever I Want~ - Chapter 135

Houses that look like they could collapse at any moment stand in a row, and people who couldn’t be called clean even as flattery are loitering here and there.

The odor’s so foul, I feel like my nose is warping.

Some see my bronze gear, take me for a strong adventurer, and either watch me cautiously or scurry off.

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…I walk down the frankly dirty streets, and arrive at a large mansion that at least looks decent.

“So this is the slave mansion in the slums… I wonder if this is okay…”

Well, if it’s just dirt, I’ll just consume the filth.

[Leave the dirt cleaning to us, alright?]

[Thanks. I appreciate it.]

I gladly took Uri’s offer of help and left the cleaning to her.

(Come to think of it, I left the bandit extermination cleaning from quite a while ago to her too.)

It’s been less than two months, and yet it already feels nostalgic.

Putting that aside, I entered the mansion.

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“Who are you? Haven’t seen your face before… That equipment, you an adventurer?”

A tough-looking old guy with a big scar on his bald head and a black eyepatch over his right eye calls out to me, he completely looks like a stereotypical bad guy.

He’s probably a clerk. Thinking I shouldn’t be underestimated, I deliberately drop the polite tone.

“Yeah. I came to buy a slave.”

“What do you want? A meat shield? A porter? A cum dump(♀)?”

I know about porters. I’ve seen them used to transport monster materials, and for really heavy stuff like golems, they even pull them on carts.

I also know what a cum dump(♀) is. In fact, that’s what I came to buy. I guess that’s just how they refer to it around here.

I don’t get what meat shield means. Even if it’s a slave, killing one without cause is considered murder and comes with a heavy penalty. It’s probably slang for something else…

“A cum dump(♀). That’s the same as a s3x slave, yeah?”

“That’s right. What kind do you want?”

“Give me ten cheap ones, and ten regular ones.”

The cheap ones are for me. The regular ones are gifts for Mika, Gabe, Jet, Dice, and Kouga.

They’ll probably hesitate since those slaves are pricier than mine, but I can’t give them something terrible as thanks for everything. I’ll talk them into accepting them.

“The cheap ones have missing parts, you know? You get that, right? Also, I need the age range, pregnancy status, race, and for the cheap ones, the extent of defects you can accept. As for gender… female, right? If you’re gay or bisexual, then the gender matters as well.”

He’s properly pointing out all the things to watch for, maybe he’s actually a decent guy despite how he looks?

The age is from the first menstruation, so between 10 and 30 years old; the normal ones are 15 to 20 years old. No pregnancies. The races are human, beastmen, elves, and dwarves. In other words, as long as they’re not demi-humans. Of course, I specified female for the gender.

“For the cheap ones what kinds of damage are we talking about?”

“Minor defects include missing fingers or one eye or ear, which can be fixed with a mid-level recovery potion. Severe cases are missing a whole limb, like an arm or a leg.”

Of those missing limbs, those missing legs are the ones who tend to die more easily.

Because it’s hard to move, sometimes they can’t make it in time for church treatment or the food distribution.

“Alright, for the cheap ones, give me those who are missing legs.”

It’s not that it’s some kind of preference. The slaves I buy aren’t going to willingly get pregnant like village girls.

Then, by guaranteeing their safety and basic necessities, I think I can negotiate for them to get pregnant. Though I do plan to use [Charm], better safe than sorry.

“So with these conditions, you’re making all of them broodmares? Being devout to the D religion is fine and all, but you should also donate to the church. Also, do you have enough money to buy this many?”

“I have the money, and I made the donation just yesterday.”

I showed two gold coins to the clerk, and he seemed convinced.

“I see, then I’ll guide you to the merchandise. Follow me.”

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I was shown around the store and brought into a room.

The room was about six tatami mats big, with straw mats or something laid down, and ten women were packed in like a sardine-can.

All of them were missing one leg, so these girls must be the ‘cheap ones.’ There wasn’t much life visible in their eyes.

“We’ve got a customer. Line up.”

When the clerk said that, they took off their tattered tunics, sat in two rows, and spread their legs in an M shape. It was striking how difficult it seemed for them to move.

The girls here appeared to be between 15 and 20 years old, with various races and br3ast sizes.

“It’s okay to insert up to a finger. You want to check how the inside of their v4g1na feels, right?”

I thanked the clerk and inserted my finger inside the v4g1na of the dog-eared girl with large br3asts who was closest to me.

“Fwa… ♡ How is it, Master?”

“It seems the inside of your v4g1na is still undeveloped and barely used. Have you not had much experience with s3x?”

“That’s right. Assaulting a legless person like me isn’t entertaining, I suppose.”

The clerk says that chasing down and raping a fleeing woman gives a stronger sense of assault, so in the slums, those with disabilities aren’t often bought.

So, that’s why their female holes haven’t been used much.

I inserted my finger into the other girls the same way, and just like with the dog-eared girl all their v4g1na’s were immature.

They look good too. These girls will do.

“I’ll buy all of these girls.”

“Thanks. Thirty silver coins for all of them.”

He said he said that in front of the girls, to make them realize that their value was that low, and to break their spirits.

Once the slave contracts were made with these girls, I was guided to the ordinary girls next.

The room was no different from before.

“Um, excuse me… what kind of slaves are you buying…? Is it the cum dump type? Or maybe…?”

Compared to before, is there a trace of fear in the slaves?

“Cum… dumps…?”

Hearing girls refer to themselves as cum dumps is pleasing to the ear, but when I say it to the girls, it feels a little embarrassing.

“That’s good…”

“Don’t waste time chatting. Line up quickly.”

At the clerk’s instruction, they quickly undressed and spread their legs.

“Alright then, I’ll go ahead and examine the inside of your v4g1na.”

“Yes, please inspect every last nook and cranny, Master♡”

The inside of the v4g1na of the flat-chested elf girl had a softness that suggested some familiarity with penises. The same went for the other girls.

Given what was said earlier, it can’t be helped.

Even ordinary citizens have orgies in public bathhouses, so it’s to be expected.

“Hey, Master. We’ll serve you with everything we’ve got, okay? We’ll even carry your stuff. You look really strong, so you probably carry a ton of monster materials, right? We’d be so happy if you bought a lot of us.”

They all nodded eagerly. I wasn’t sure why all of them did it, but if it keeps them motivated, so be it.

“Alright. I’ll take these girls. How much?”

“Thank you so much! We’ll serve you with all our hearts!!”

They were all hugging and celebrating. High motivation is good, especially since they’re gifts. I don’t want them lacking enthusiasm.

“Two gold coins and seventy silver. That makes three gold coins total with the previous ones.”

There’s nearly a tenfold price difference from the legless girls, but the guild said it’s 20–30 silver per person, so I can see how cheap those girls were.

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I acquired 20 new slaves and learned a bit about the slums along the way.

First of all, it seems that crime isn’t as rampant as I thought. Theft of money is a serious crime, and people fear becoming mining slaves. Also, the church sometimes offers free meals and medical care, and soldiers occasionally patrol the area.

However, since rape is considered a minor crime, it happens quite frequently, and scenes of people being attacked daily can be seen.

However, if caught by soldiers and unable to pay the fine, one may be sent to work as a mining slave, so it is said that the place is not overflowing with rape.

(Actually, is it safer inside the slave house than expected?)

When it comes to cum dumps, because they are often required as breeding sacks, they aren’t highly desired in the slums.

If they want to have s3x, they can just assault someone outside.

(I-is that so…? Is that really okay?)

Also, because the idea of homeownership is weak in the slums, many slum residents live by squatting in empty houses.

“Thank you for everything. You’re a good guy.”

“Since you’re buying 20, you’re a valued customer. Come anytime, I’ll keep goods stocked for you.”

I expressed my gratitude and exited the slave house.

I handed canes to the girls who had difficulty walking.

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After that, I stepped into a vacant old house a little away from the slave house, where no one was around.

Using my detection skills like [Sound Wave Control] and [Water Source Detection], I checked for human presences and confirmed no one was around.

“There’s something I want to take care of before we leave the city.”

I said this to the twenty slaves.

Chapter length 3484 characters.