Ep11: Lilim pet, Bottom Text

"Do you know where I can turn in this lilim?" The vampire said, placing Calice's limp body down on the table in front of the Jorou-Gumo. "I wish to collect her bounty."

"Alright, for one Jaron did you kill her? And two, this is a clothing shop."

"I rather hear it from you than from someone else Mary, and no, she just took a few darts to the arm. I heard taking her alive would be more profitable than her being dead." Mary looked her over, checking for any fatal wounds or injuries before she could believe it herself. "Well, she's breathing. I saw her earlier, she wanted to buy some clothing to cover herself up. Strangely, she didn't have any money with her." Jaron, the vampire, looked down at her, snoozing away. "Well, if you want to pay the bounty it is in the town hall, like every other week you come here."

"Thank you," He blankly said, picking her up and throwing over her shoulder once more. He got an idea, a really flimsy thought that just happened to pass through his head. It would be crazy to try to keep her, he argued to himself, going up to the booth with her in tow. "I have caught the one that monsterized a realm."

"Ahh, that was fast. The price for her just went up to 20000 gold." The man at the counter placed several bags of gold for Jaron, the vampire starting to inspect each one.

"I find it stupid how people are so scared of her. Didn't the incident happen recently?" He asked, counting the gold to make sure everything is there. "I know you mercenaries don't understand, but we simple folk can't fight off threats like you. And a lilim? I'm just amazed I'm not even more scared…"

"Almost makes me want to keep her, just to prove a point that you are all being weak." The man pushed her back, the lilim still snoozing on the counter. "If you did that would be wonderful! I couldn't imagine what would happen if she woke up…."

"Isn't there a ten percent reduction if you keep your capture?"

"I'll make an exception, just get her out of here!" He suddenly left, leaving Jaron with the lilim. The moment the trader was gone, her eyes opened, pink hues staring at Jaron. "Are they gone hubby?~"

"Are fucking- no, no no no you're going back asleep."

"Noo! I hate darts! I'll be good, a good lilim I promise!" She got on her news and put her head down to the floor, begging like she was a refugee that had escaped capture from a slavering. The commotion she was causing got averted glares from the people around Jaron, everyone walking away, not willing to help with a naked succubus. He had already gotten his reward, but now he had no way to pawn her off, and now everyone thinks that she is his!

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"What am I gonna do with you," Jaron muttered, walking to the end of town while Calice followed behind. "I can be your w-"

"No." He put a finger over her lip. "You will never, ever, marry me. I already have a wife."

"Oh, is she beautiful?" She asked through the lips, grabbing the finger and sucking on it like a lollipop. "Very. And get your mouth out of my finger."

"Does master not like it when I do it?" Calice asked. "Maybe master would like to do some public lewd." It was at this moment Jaron realized she still didn't have clothing on. His mind went back to the grey skirt set he saw earlier…. ____________________________________________________________________________

"Thank you master!" Calice said, hugging Jaron with her now fully clothed body. He kept pushing her off, but she was like a cat, escaping his prying arm to hug some other part until he finally yelled out in aggravation and just put her on his back. "Don't get off, or else I will stab you!" He sternly stated, Calice shrugging as she rested her head on his neck, and fell asleep of her own volition. The next time she woke up, she was in front of a log cabin, probably her master's log cabin!

Jaron pulled her off and placed her on the front porch, digging around under the patio until he pulled out a box with cleaning supplies. "You want me to pretty up your castle master?"

"Just….clean the house while I am gone….no sex." He added. He then turned around and left, Calice now left alone to explore. She finished cleaning rather quickly, using her power to make the trash explode into dust in her hand. After inclination, she started mopping, even going as far as to walk on the roof to mop anything on there. Her final tasks were cleaning objects that were arranged around, like his chair, and the weird flat thing with the black screen he had in the corner. She was finishing up the living room when he spied a picture of him with a holstaur, in normal clothes and smiling.

"This must be his wife," Calice said, putting down the bucket of cleaning stuff and picking up the frame to fawn over it. She heard a gear being turned as she lifted it up, a steel trap forming over her body. "Oh, silly master! I'm not going to steal your wubby, now to just get out of this cage and finish this window…." She grabbed the steel bar, shaking them to break them open. "Just to get out of this cage...come on Calice, you're a lilim...sort of...." she kept shaking it, but her strength didn't seem to be coming through. She attempted teleportation, only to open her eyes to still being inside the cage. "Alright, Master! T-the cage is very powerful, can you let me out now? Please? Master!? Master!"

She started screaming, thrashing against the cage for her superior to here her. To make matters worse, that one window, the single thing she hadn't cleaned in the house, was left only half clean. She could only imagine what will happen if he sees it, getting upset at him, and not in the good way that results in a paddling on her ass. What if he doesn't play with her anymore?

She kept screaming, the birds outside the house flying away, but nobody coming forth to save her. Her unending shriek slowly died off after about an hour, her voice needing rest. She stopped shaking, just curling up as she sobbed, alone. She was forced to just watch the fire in front of her, burning away in the fireplace. It took over as the primary source of light as day turned to night, and night turned to a still dark dawn. She had fallen asleep twice at that point, but she was awake when the door opened finally once more. She saw her vampire come through, taking off his dirty armor and changing out into nightwear to sleep in. He only noticed her once he saw the portrait of him and his granddaughter laying astray on a chair. His eyes moved to where his trap was set to spring, seeing a lilim huddled up under a steel cage.

"Well, you definitely cleaned the house," he said, coming over to disengage and pick up the trap. She didn't move, only pointing to the only window that she didn't manage to clean. "Yes, well it's still a bit dirty."

���I failed…" she stated, not saying anything else. He nudged her body with his foot, but she didn't have it in here to move anywhere else. "I'm not gonna kick you out, you did your task. Come on, sleeping on a hard floor is uncomfortable, even for me." She still didn't do anything, staring down at the floor. She felt a hand pat her head, her eyes losing their vacant stare to look up at the end. "If you are at least going to sulk in shame, make sure you eat, then guard me while I sleep. I have some followers you will need to turn away, or worse…" she watched him walked off into another room closing the door behind him to rest. Figuring that she will keep his body unharmed, he fell asleep rather quickly.

He woke up to someone singing behind his house, overshadowing the birds that usually chip him out of bed. He quickly dressed himself in his armor, nodding at how clean it was in contract to earlier that morning, but he was missing a boot. He looked around to no avail, not even finding it under the bed. Putting on a few layers of socks on his un-booted foot, he walked outside, seeing Calice using a brush to scrub away the dirt on the bottom. Her horns had changed to match her grey clothing, while her wings and tail stayed white, and had grown larger. Mostly the tail, which limply laid on the ground like a large snake basking in the sunlight. "Morning master!" Calice said, seeming back to her cheery self. She blew a strong gust of wind from her mouth, rapidly drying the boot before handing it back to Jaron. "I was really sad yesterday, but I finally managed to clean the window! But! I finally cleaned the window!"

Jaron put on his boot and went around, seeing the window gleaming brighter than anything else inside or outside the house. He went back to Calice, patting her again. "Thank you for the pat master, but that's not all!"

"Oh?"

"Yes! You see, while I was cleaning with my tail, I noticed some people hiding in the forest. I waved to them, but the meanies hit me in the arm!" Jaron arched an eyebrow, getting curious about who they were. "Did you happen to catch their looks?"

"Not really master, I was too busy taking the arrows out of my arms. But I scared them off, and even lewded a few."

"I'm glad," he said, wondering if he will have to move his things again. "Anything else?"

"Well, this really big incubus came to me while I was lewding one. He gave me a card and asked that if I wanted a collar, to come visit him. He smelled like flowers. Really, musky, aluranes that have captured a male...coated him in nectar…"

"That is enough of that encounter. Did you wash my armor?"

"Yes master! Do you like it?"

"Even the small, bloody bits?"

"I thought it was ketchup. That was blood?" She said. He lifted his collar and sniffed it, noting that it smelled like the trees around his home. He liked the trees…

"Forget what I said. Do you want to make breakfast for the two of us?"

"Do I!?" She spread her wings and flew off, hurrying to find ingredients to make something for the both of them. "I probably should have told her that she could use the things I had."

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"I need teeth!" Calice said, slamming her hands down on the fairy dentist's desk. She still seemed rattled by the events of a few days ago, rapidly shuffling her papers before they fell on the floor. "Please miss, refer to me by my name!"

"Oh, sorry. May I have teeth…." Calice looked around for a name to call her, eying her nameplate. "...Dr. Holtz?"

"Yes, thank you, and no you may not."

"But I have to make the best eggs for Master!"

"Eggs...don't have teeth in them." Holtz was confused, then got even more lost with she sighed and left to search somewhere else for teeth. "I need to ask the queen for a guard, these larger people are getting scary…"

With just her luck, the bell rank as two more humans came through the door. They appeared to be a child and a guardian, the child hopping on a seat and kicking his legs patiently. He wore what looked like a prince's wear, fitted to his small form and blond hair. The larger human wore black pants and a purple coat, with a scarf that seemed covered his mouth. "I have come to bring prince Edward for a tooth checkup.

"Ah, I don't have either of you in my records," Dr. Holtz stated, flipping through a book, and then opening a second one. "So, Prince Edward, a nice boy he seems to be….and what would his escort's name be?"

"Kawane," He stated plainly, not seeming as interested in his own than the child's. She nodded and wrote it in, the two names etching themselves onto their own pages to record their information. "Now then Kawane, prince Edward, welcome to Dr. Holtz dental care. I personally ensure that anyone of my customers leaves with a clean toothy smile!"

���And candy?" Edward asked. "So you have heard. Yes, but only if you are a good little human. Now then, let us check your teeth!"