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

"Come in, I'm done."

"But, how can a slave take a bath with his master..."

"Just come in, that's an order."

"If it's an order, then there's nothing I can do about it. Sorry to bother you, Master."

Ruthie gently pushed open a corner of the door, squeezed in through the crack, then stood upright at the door, looking at Ella.

"What's wrong?"

"Master is so beautiful... I think those people in the hall were calling her princess. Master really is just like a princess, huh?"

Ella had a feeling that Lotte had initially intended to call her cute, so she chose to ignore that detail.

"I'm not a princess. They just forced me to call me that. I can't help it. Also, don't call me Master anymore. Just call me Ella. And finally, what's with that weird ending?"

Ella stood up from the bathtub, asked Lotte to sit on the small stool on the other side, and let Lotte start washing her body.

After hearing what Ella said, Lotte said in a somewhat panicked tone

"As a slave, how can I call you by your name? I'd better take it back. My previous master made me add that ending. It's been a while, and I added it unconsciously. If you don't like it, I can change it."

"Are you used to it? It's up to you. Call me that if you like. As for the title, I don't like people calling me master. Hmm, just call me Miss Ella, how about that?"

"But……"

Lotte was still a little hesitant, and Ella looked at Lotte with anticipation.

"Try calling out and see?"

Feeling Ella's intense gaze, Lotte slowly tried to speak.

"Miss...Ella?"

Ella felt as if she was pierced by something, her whole body seemed to be immersed in warm sunlight, and a slight numbness came from her head as if she was hit by a weak electric current. It should be said that it was like a strange switch was turned on.

"A, a few more times?"

"Miss Ella? Miss Ella? What's wrong with you?"

Lotte tilted her head slightly.

"Ahem, it's nothing. Continue taking a shower."

Realizing her own misstep, Ella blushed. To cover it up, she handed Lotte a small bucket of hot water. Lotte seemed unsteady, so Ella took the bucket and gently poured the water over her.

Luti quickly turned around and spoke in panic again.

"How can I let my Lord——Miss Ella bathe me personally?"

"It's okay. This is my reward for you calling me Miss Ella just now. I'm very happy."

"But--"

"This is also an order, so please accept it."

"Hmm--thank you, thank you, Miss Ella, you are so kind. You are the first person I have ever seen who treats a slave so gently."

Well... I don't really feel like I own a slave. As a modern person, I don't have any concept of a slave-master hierarchy. It's just like having a younger sister.

He picked up the green soap and rubbed it on Lotte's wet back.

Feeling the touch from behind, Lotte instinctively arched her back forward, her whole body tensed as if facing a formidable enemy.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Ella quickly stopped and asked Ruthie with some concern.

"No, no, I'm sorry. This kind of thing always happened before, so my body just did it unconsciously..."

"I want to ask you some questions. It may be rude, but you don't have to say anything you don't want to."

As if she guessed what Ella wanted to ask, Lotte nodded after hearing what Ella said without saying anything.

"How did your previous master treat you?"

Chapter 18: Girls Talking in the Bathroom

"How did Lotte's previous owner treat her?"

Ella asked softly while wiping Lotte's back.

"The previous owner... was a woman who enjoyed abusing her slaves."

Lotte didn't seem to care much, and her orange-red eyes, the same color as Ella's in her swordsman form, flickered.

"I'm rarely fed, and because of this collar, we slaves can never escape our slavery..."

She pointed at her neck, but Ella didn't see anything. Lotte continued, probably understanding Ella's confusion.

"A blue halo will only appear when a slave disobeys orders or attempts to escape."

Ella stopped wiping and looked thoughtful.

"Can't I ever take it off?"

Lotte smiled bitterly.

"Yes. As long as you voluntarily accept the magic of this slave collar, you will be a slave for the rest of your life. The magic will only be temporarily lifted when you change masters, but the first person you see will still become your master."

“No one has taken it off yet?”

"I'm truly sorry, Miss Ella. I've only heard of magic to dispel this kind of spell in fairy tales. If there is such a thing, it's surely due to my limited knowledge."

He handed the towel to Ruthie, indicating that she should wipe her chest herself. Although he seemed to have no interest in women's bodies at the moment, he still couldn't accept the idea of ​​looking at breasts directly. He turned around and continued to soak in the bathtub.

"Um, may I ask, Master—Miss Ella, how many days have I been unconscious?"

"Less than half a day? It was early this morning when I took you out of the box. I don't know what happened before that."

"Eh? I've recovered like this in just half a day? Even my fleshiness is back... Just like when I wasn't a slave for two years... Could it be that Master asked a Bishop-level figure in the temple to heal me? No, that's not right. Even a Bishop wouldn't have such powerful healing abilities—did Master use a powerful healing item?"

The towel in Lotte's hand fell, and she stared blankly at Ella who was observing her body in the bathtub.

"Yeah, sort of. Also, just call me Ella."

Ella kept touching herself, but she seemed completely uninterested. She said she'd used a healing item instead of admitting to using magic because she was thinking about the future. Ella didn't want to become a household name yet. Lotte didn't seem like she'd tell anyone, but mind control was a thing in F.Wing, so she hadn't considered telling Lotte the truth yet.

"Such... Such a precious item, yet a slave is using it... Should I say that Master—Miss Ella is too kind, or should I say that she doesn't know how to be frugal..."

Lotte felt as if tears were about to well up in her eyes again. This was the first time since she became a slave that she was not treated as a tool, but as a human being.

Seeing that Lotte was about to cry again, Ella felt a little worried.

"Ah~ah, stop crying. I can't stand girls' tears."

"Okay, okay."

Ruthie picked up the towel that had fallen on the ground and started scrubbing again, but her eyes were still a little red.

"Come to think of it, Lotte doesn't sound like an ordinary person. Was she originally from a wealthy family?"

"I was originally the fourth daughter of the Earl of Lutwich, but my father and eldest brother died while engaged in business... I was left with many debts, so I was sold as a slave by my creditors. No, but I believe I can still be of assistance to Miss Ella, so, please... please don't abandon me."

When she said the last sentence, Lotte lowered her head, blushed, and stammered softly.

How could I abandon such a beautiful girl! Ella complained in her heart, and then comforted Luty, saying that she would not abandon her.

Neither of them spoke again, and silence enveloped the bathroom.

As if to break this awkward situation, Ruthie rinsed off the foam on her body with water. The original black stains on her body were washed away along with the soap foam after scrubbing, revealing her original snow-white skin.

"Eh? The scars are gone? And the skin has changed color?"

Looking at herself in the mirror who looked nothing like herself, Lotte turned around in surprise and faced Ella head-on, her eyes wide open, unable to believe what she was seeing.

And when Ella saw Lotte, who had taken off all the dirt and was now completely naked, she was——

"what!"

She let out a scream and quickly turned around, facing away from Luti.

"You, why are you suddenly facing me?!"

Trying to calm her fluctuating emotions, Ella was a little surprised. She hadn't felt anything when she looked at her own body before, and she had even thought that she was no longer interested in female bodies. But when she saw Lotte's snow-white body just now, she felt her face turn red in an instant, and even felt that her pupils seemed to be dilating. She also felt a little hot in her body, so she quickly turned around.

"There wasn't anything special about changing Lotte's clothes last night, so why am I feeling this tingling sensation and strong sense of guilt now? Is it because I can see clearly now that my body is clean?"

At the same time, I felt relieved because it turned out that I was not uninterested in women, but I was just not interested in my own body.

It has to be said that Lotte is now a girl who can be called a princess, but she is more of a beautiful type.

"Yes, is there a problem? It's normal for a master to look at a slave's body, and besides, Miss Ella and I are both girls - is my body too thin..."

Noticing a hint of regret in Lotte's voice behind her, Ella quickly came to her senses and explained.

"No, no, in my hometown, even same-sex people would hide their feelings. So..."

Just made up an excuse to get away with it.

"I see. Then I'll just follow the local customs."

Hearing the incredible word, Ella's voice couldn't help but rise a degree.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do?!"

"Yes, since I am Miss Ella's slave, I should maintain the same customs as Miss Ella. Is there anything wrong with this? Miss Ella, please tell me."

As she replied, "I see," she heard a rustling sound behind her. Cautiously, Ella turned around and saw that Lotte had already wiped herself clean and was putting on the coat she had prepared in advance.

"Why are you wearing clothes?"

"After washing, you can put on your clothes naturally."

Lotte spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, as if things were just supposed to be this way.

"Oh—no no no no, shouldn't we come in and take a bath next?"

"Slaves shouldn't be with—"

"Alright, that's enough. Stop talking about slaves. I don't treat you like a slave, Lotte. Just come in. Once you're in, just sit back to back. We're both very small anyway."

Ella turned her head back again. Luty hesitated for a moment, but decided to listen to Ella's words. She took off the clothes she had just put on and tentatively entered the bathtub.

After hearing a long sigh behind her that seemed to express comfort, Ella felt relieved - until she felt a pair of hands wandering on her back.

"Eh? Huh? Lu, Lu, Luty, what are you doing?!"

The tingling sensation on my back stopped, and I heard Luty's worried voice.

"I was wondering... Miss Ella has always been helping me. Can I help Miss Ella... At least, could you teach me how to do a back scrubbing job?"

I instinctively wanted to refuse, but after hearing Ruthie's voice that said she was afraid she would be discarded because she was useless, my heart softened.

"Uh--well, I've already washed myself...but I'll leave it to you anyway. But you can't do a back scrub in the bathtub."

He stood up, picked up the towel hanging next to the bathtub, and covered his front body. He used to think that he had no interest in women, so he had no sense of shame. Now that he knows that he still has the awareness of the difference between men and women, he can't help but feel ashamed.

He handed another bath towel to Ruthie, while trying not to let his eyes wander to Ruthie's private parts.

"You can use this to cover yourself too."

"OK."

Lotte's voice was filled with happiness.

Sitting on a small stool, Ella hugged the towel, her whole body tense, wondering if she had switched places with Lotte. Lotte imitated Ella's previous actions, applying soap to the towel and gently wiping Ella's back.

"Um--"

A sound of extreme comfort escaped from Ella's mouth.

Hearing her own moans, Ella quickly shut her mouth. It was so embarrassing. I'm a man! Even if it felt good, I couldn't accept something like this!

What's more, she makes such a sweet little girl's voice... And why is Lotte's technique so good!

Ella suppressed the urge to scream, her face red all the way to her ears.

"Ai, Miss Ella, what's wrong? If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me and I will improve."

"Ah—no, nothing, it's fine, just, that's all."

"Hold on, Ella, hold on," Ella kept repeating in her heart, and later she began to recite the names of various gods and Buddhas in the original world.