A Temporary Companion

Eusexua is sitting on me right now, and when the wind blows, her tricorn hat falls off, revealing her silky, long black hair flowing in the wind.

My heart is racing rapidly. Will I still hesitate now that she's shown me her large, juicy, and healthy silken orbs?

As I struggle with my carnal desire, I can hear Procko's sobbing because he's been in pain for a while now.

Eusexua kissed me, and even left her saliva inside my mouth. I was seized by her kiss, and her fingers played beneath my clothes, caressing my chest. I slowly undressed until my muscular chest and abdomen were exposed to her.

We locked eyes, and I could read in her gaze that she was like a flower that had been unwatered for a long time - a flower that was wilting from thirst, a flower that would lead me to ruin.

Then, I suddenly jumped onto her shoulders and wrapped my shirt around her neck. I tightened the grip, while she was like a maggot gasping for air.

I shouldn't have given in to my emotions because, in the end, the result wouldn't have been good anyway: she would have caught both me and Procko. She tried to claw at me, and because her nails were sharp, she managed to wound my skin.

Due to the intensity of the clothing being pulled around her neck, her life was eventually taken. She fell to the ground, and her face was submerged. My heartbeat accelerated.

I couldn't believe I killed someone, and worse, another woman. Women shouldn't be hurt. Women are respected and loved, but what did I do? I can be called a criminal for what I've done.

"I know what you're thinking," I suddenly turned around when Beardman spoke behind me, and now he's with Procko.

My sadness somewhat subsided when I saw him, especially Procko, who's now free. That's why the Pixiepops disappeared - because they went to see Beardman to inform him about Procko's and my situation. But I quickly felt gloomy again and looked down.

"My plan was not to kill her, but I failed," I said, feeling sad and looking at Eusexua's lifeless body. "I was just going to tie her up, then I would have left her in your care. Who knows, maybe you could have changed her life and made her your wife."

"What you did was right. I know killing is wrong, but if you know someone is going to put you on the brink of death, it's better to outsmart them. And besides, I don't need a new woman in my life. If I'm with that woman, she'll just drain me and exhaust me all day."

The Pixiepops fluttered around Eusexua's lifeless body, and as they wrapped her body in moss, the emerging Cheriflutes, Pearpianos, and Guaviolins played a soulful tune. Eusexua looked like a green statue ornament.

Procko suddenly hugged me. I felt the softness of his stomach, as soft as a marshmallow, and not only that, but he also smelled like vanilla. I looked like a teddy bear, and he didn't stop until Beardman pulled him away.

On the way home, he piggybacked me on his back. Because of this, my happiness returned. When we got home, I helped Beardman prepare our dinner, and after eating, I went out of the house and climbed up to the roof to get some fresh air.

Procko followed me and lay down beside me. I gazed up at the sky, now filled with stars. I saw Procko raising his hand as if he wanted to reach the twinkling stars. I imitated him, raising one of my hands, and as I thought that some of them were hidden in my palm, I noticed water droplets falling from the sky.

It seemed to be raining, but when I moved, I found myself underwater. It seemed I was underwater in the middle of the ocean.

I swam upwards but stopped when a flying Meadow Feral above waited for me. I was even more shocked, and it seemed I was about to drown when a large entity approached me to devour me.

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, it was morning. It was just a dream, and I didn't realize I had fallen asleep on the rooftop, but why did I wake up here in the room? Maybe Procko carried me here.

When I came out of my room, I saw Beardman dressed in expedition attire. He looked like a conqueror of a country.

"You're already awake, then. Go ahead and have breakfast. We didn't wake you up because you were sleeping so soundly."

"Where are you going? Why are you dressed like a conqueror?" He laughed at my question. "Procko and I will head to the nearby town first. We'll trade the excess vegetables and fruits for other stuff or home essentials that we need here at home. And if you insist on joining us, I still won't allow you, and you know why."

I wanted to join him to see the civilization in this world, but he beat me to it.

"I'm not the only one being hunted, but Procko as well. I found out from the huntress Eusexua that his skin is made into designer clothes, so he's also in danger when seen by other people."

"Don't worry about Procko because he's well-known in town, and if anyone tries to harm him, they'll have to answer to me. Just stay here at home and, as much as possible, don't go outside. Everything you need is already here. If someone knocks, don't open the door."

"When will you be back?" I asked. "If not tonight, we'll probably be back home tomorrow. Just don't forget my instructions." Beardman left the house and locked the door himself.

From the window, I saw Procko wearing a scarf, arranging wood boxes filled with vegetables and fruits on a bamboo raft. To make his task easier, Beardman helped him arrange them.

I saw Procko swim in the river because he would pull the raft himself. Beardman boarded the raft and told Procko they were leaving, but before that, I saw Procko wave goodbye to me. I waved back at him.

After they left, I headed straight to the kitchen to eat. While chewing, I thought about things I could do because I'd die of boredom in this house if I didn't do anything.

I cleaned, did push-ups, kicked and punched the air, imagining I had an ogre opponent and stabbing him with the knife I was holding. When I got tired, I disobeyed Beardman and went outside.

I went to the rooftop to get some crisp air. I was startled when a Pixiepop appeared in front of me. It was carrying a small basket, and I thought it was here for a picnic.

I sat up and asked how it was doing.

"How are you, little friend?" I asked, and it replied, although its words were jumbled letters. I'll pretend we understand each other. "Why are you alone? Where are the others with you?"

She handed me her tiny basket and started acting out what happened to her before she ended up here.

It was like we were playing charades, and based on her actions, they were playing hide-and-seek, and she was 'it'. Instead of looking for the ones hiding, she hid too, so in the end, she was the one being searched for by her Pixiepop friends. I even saw her laughing so hard that her stomach hurt from laughing.

"Do you have a special name?" I asked. She thought for a moment, but in the end, she just shrugged. I decided to give her a name, and I laughed because she even knelt down in excitement. "Do you want me to call you 'Matcha'?"

She liked the name I gave her, and I even saw her jumping up and down and doing somersaults in the air.

She was so happy that she released tiny fireworks. I couldn't help but applaud and praise her for her incredible talent.

Apart from being smitten with Matcha, I'm also thrilled to have some company here for the time being.