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The blond figure protected by Aisha in Xingjian's memory gradually became clearer.

"Ah!" Haruhime covered her lips with her hands, her tail suddenly fluffing up. "So it was at that time... We can meet again under such circumstances. It must be the guidance of the Inari God..."

"By the way, is the master being chased by someone outside?"

After hearing this, Chun Ji was not afraid at all, but showed a distressed expression. It seemed that Amazons hunting men was already commonplace in Happy Street.

"That's it."

"As expected... The master is so handsome and holds the record for the fastest upgrade in the city. It's only natural that Sister Aisha would be attracted to him."

Haruhime's tail made a rustling sound on the tatami.

What's with this matter-of-fact tone?

Xingjian's mouth twitched, and he looked for the next topic:

"What do you think of [Lijie]?"

"Sister Aisha often...takes care of me."

The Amazon warrior who tried to force him into a desperate situation was as gentle as the sister next door in the mouth of this little fox. To be honest, Xingjian would not believe it if he had not seen it with his own eyes.

"Master's words do not belong here. Wait until dawn... I will lead you through the secret passage."

"May I?"

Haruhime's emerald eyes shone with a gilded luster under the moonlight.

"Although it was just a brief encounter... Haruhime really wants to help you, Master."

"And, and... I actually... have my own selfish motives..." Chun Ji suddenly blushed and lowered her head, the tip of her tail curling nervously into a small circle, her voice becoming increasingly quiet. "While we're waiting... could you please... talk to me?"

I see……

Xingjian looked at her expectant yet timid expression and suddenly understood something. In this golden cage, "ordinary people" who could talk were probably rarer than gems.

"Okay."

Xingjian readily agreed and pushed open the paper window beside her. Moonlight poured in like silver gauze, creating a quiet space for the two of them.

"Where is the master from?"

"The Far East of the Continent."

"Eh?" Chunji's ears suddenly pricked up. "Is this the place next to my hometown?"

"Yes. But there is an ocean between us."

Xingjian said, looking into her eyes that were shining with excitement.

"Is it that close?"

Chun Ji spoke softly, her tail shaking unconsciously, as if this place awakened some distant memories. The moonlight cast tiny shadows on her gilded eyelashes. At this moment, she was so beautiful that she didn't seem like a mortal.

"Master, did you come to Orario to become an adventurer?" Haruhime folded her hands on her knees, her fox tail swaying gently in the moonlight, and continued to ask.

"Yeah. I have two very important dreams."

"What dream is it?" Haruhime's emerald eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"One is my friend's dream. I need to become stronger and save her friend. The other is..."

Xingjian paused, looking at the unreal fox girl in front of him who was so beautiful under the moonlight, and suddenly decided to tell the truth:

"I want to be the man of the harem king."

“Eh—!?”

Haruhime's fox ears instantly stood up, and her tail fluffed up to twice its normal size. Her cheeks flushed visibly, from the tips of her ears to her collarbone. But surprisingly, she quickly lowered her head, twisting her fingers around the hem of her kimono, and whispered, "For a hero like you... having more wives is only natural..."

This noble daughter, who is traditional to the core, probably feels that being a concubine is an honor.

Even in the original work, Haruhime doesn't care about the various factional struggles between Liu and Aisi. Her only wish is so simple that it makes people feel distressed... She just wants to become a concubine and ask Bell to have sex with her...

Chun Ji suddenly sat up straight, her tail tucked neatly at her side, and said weakly, "I've always been the one asking the questions... It's time for me to introduce myself. Master, I'm from the Far East..."

Hoshimi nodded.

"It's an island country surrounded by the azure sea..." Haruhime's voice suddenly softened, her emerald eyes reflecting the moonlight, as if she saw her distant hometown. "In spring, cherry blossoms fall like pink snow; on summer nights, you can hear the cicadas chirping throughout the mountains; in autumn, the maple leaves are more gorgeous than the sunset; and in winter..."

Haruhime's fingertips gently traced the tatami, as if she was painting the snow scene in her memory.

Xingjian looked at her crystal clear profile and suddenly asked:

"Haruhime's family is aristocratic, right?"

"How did you know!?" Chun Ji covered her mouth in surprise, and her fox earphones turned alertly.

"Temperament. And this."

Hoshimi pointed at the fox girl's back, which remained straight even when she was kneeling, and then imitated the unique curve of Haruhime's wrist when she was pouring tea just now.

Haruhime's tail curled up shyly. "As the master said... my family has served Amaterasu for over ten generations. My father is a government official, and he has over thirty maids in his mansion... Although we can't go out, we have teachers teaching us etiquette, tea ceremony, and Japanese poetry every day..."

"Until three years ago... I was kicked out of the house... because I... stole the sacrificial offerings."

Haruhime's voice suddenly choked.

Xing Jian asked knowingly, "What's going on?"

"I fell asleep..." Haruhime lowered her head in shame, her ears completely buried in her hair. "I ate the offerings that my father's guests brought to Amaterasu. When I woke up, my mouth was full of snack crumbs... It must be my habit of secretly eating every night that's hard to change..."

As she was speaking, the blonde fox girl suddenly sobbed, and her big tears fell on the tatami. Xingjian silently handed her a handkerchief and watched her blow her nose like a little animal.

"and after?"

"That dwarf guest said, 'Alright, alright, I've already eaten, let's forget it.' And then my father disowned me as his daughter... and let him take me away." Chun Ji twisted her handkerchief tightly with her fingertips.

Xing Jian's eyes flashed with coldness, and he continued to ask, "What was that little human's reaction when he first saw you?"

"He... seems particularly happy? He brings snacks every time he comes to the mansion, and always says that he wants to adopt me as his adopted daughter..." Chun Ji tilted her head in confusion and spoke truthfully.

Xingjian sneered in his heart, and then continued to ask what happened after he left. Haruhime told him the story in a halting manner.

After Haruhime was kicked out of her home, the dwarfs kidnapped her, but on the way they were attacked by orcs. In front of the monsters, the dwarfs abandoned Haruhime, who was a burden, and fled.

Later, when she was about to be killed, she was saved by a passing thief. After the thief learned that Haruhime was a virgin, the young girl immediately fell into the hands of a trader who had connections with the thieves.

The trader thought the blonde fox woman was very valuable, so he didn't make a move on her and sold her to Orario.

For the maze city of Orario, which is home to many adventurers, Fengyue Street is a very important place.

Orario, a place of luxury and luxury, is a gathering place for many strong adventurers. There is a secret here: the silver business is very prosperous.

Rude adventurers... Men's desires must be vented, otherwise it may indirectly lead to an increase in crime, and Fengyue Street is the object for those reckless men to vent their animal desires.

For the sake of citizens' safety and to prevent adventurers from venting their accumulated anger and stress on the city, the governing guild tacitly approved of Fengyue Street's actions.

After hearing these explanations, Xingjian realized that the guild actually turned a blind eye to Fengyue Street - and further adopted a tacit attitude towards human trafficking. He had always responded with understanding.

But Xingjian stared at Haruhime in front of him, his burning gaze moving from her delicate face to her golden tail and ears.

Among the many types of orcs, foxmen are arguably the only race that is proficient in magic.

The magic they use is usually different in nature from that of the elves, who represent the magical races. This special magic is sometimes considered a rare magic, making them sometimes seen in the Far East.

They are not called wizards, but "sorcerers" or "witch users" and so on.

In other words, because of her rare race and beautiful appearance, Haruhime was bought as a prostitute by wealthy and powerful merchants in Orario, the "center of the world."

On the surface, she volunteered, but in reality, she was used as a commodity to pass through the gate of the big market wall and come to this maze city.

"I was originally going to be sold to a brothel run by a merchant... but it was Sister Aisha... who brought me to the goddess Ishtar."

Haruhime's voice was very soft, as if she was telling a story that had nothing to do with her.

Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, casting fine shadows on her snow-white neck and back, where the emblem of the Ishtar clan was branded, representing both a blessing and a power, as well as a shackle.

Aisha's status in the Istar clan is actually very high. The only LV5 in the clan is a toad, who is hated by all members.

The other LV4 is Tammuz, who is titled "The Goddess's Loyal Dog". He is Ishtar's attendant and does not participate in the clan's internal affairs. The promising Aisha is actually the deputy leader of the entire clan. Basically, all the internal affairs, big and small, are in charge of her. This is why Aisha was able to touch the Killing Stone for the first time in the original work and broke it.

But ironically, it was Haruhime who pushed Aisha to the highest status.

When Aisha was patrolling the streets at that time, she saw that Chunji was still young and looked pitiful. She softened her heart and forcibly took Chunji away, and then begged the goddess to grant her the grace of God.

But when God's Grace revealed the magic [Treasure Hammer], one of the three major bugs of the Earth, Aisha's kindness upgraded Chun Ji's value from "rare commodity" to "strategic weapon", and also made Aisha's status in the clan rise sharply.

"Haruhime, you've actually been set up twice."

"Eh?"

The fox girl's ears suddenly stood up.

"The first time was in my hometown. That sacrifice was most likely placed in your room intentionally by the dwarfs." Xingjian's voice was soft, but it cut through the fog like a sword. "And your father... I'm afraid he condoned all this."

Haruhime's pupils contracted violently.

"Think about it," Xingjian sneered, pointing to the key scene. "Your father, as the noble responsible for the sacrifice, couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake? And he left the sacrifices where his daughter could get them? Even more coincidental, the accident happened just when that little human who 'cared so much about you' was visiting?"

Chun Ji's tail was stiff and motionless, her face was as pale as paper, "Master... are you telling the truth?"

"I can't guarantee 100%, but at least 90%."

Xingjian believes that all this is absolutely tacitly approved by Haruhime's father. In his eyes, the so-called daughter is just a "tool". Even if there is no plan of the dwarf tribe, Haruhime will definitely marry a powerful old man or a terrifying marriage in the future.

"Even Father...did he really tell Master that?"

“It’s cruel, but it’s true.”

Haruhime's pupils dilated in the darkness, ripples forming in her emerald irises.

"They gave up a daughter, but created Orario's most precious treasure. Aisha's kindness, the goddess Ishtar's greed, and..." Hoshimi said, his eyes falling on the silver collar around Haruhime's snow-white neck, "this cage woven with 'protection'."

A tear fell on the back of Chunji's folded hands, followed by a second and a third... But she did not cry out loud. This kind of restrained crying was the unique upbringing of a daughter of nobility.

"Master, you are right... I am like... like an offering on the altar..." Chun Ji's voice shattered into dust in the moonlight.

Hoshimi suddenly reached out and gently lifted her chin. This action made Haruhime shudder, but she did not dodge.

"But offerings can also become swords. Your magic, your values, and your...choices." Xingjian's thumb wiped the tear marks on the cheeks of the blonde fox girl.

These words echoed in the room like a spell. Haruhime's tail slowly stopped trembling, and a new light awakened in her eyes.

"Choose...?"

"Yes."

Xingjian's fingers gently loosened her chin, and the moonlight flowed between them. At this moment, his smile was like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, warm but not dazzling.

"For example, right now. You choose to believe an intruder, choose to tell your own story... and then, you can choose... to leave here?"

"Leave here?" Chun Ji's fox ears twitched in confusion. "I can occasionally go to the nearby streets... as long as Sister Aisha accompanies me..."

Xingjian shook his head and pointed out the window, across the rooftops of Happy Street, towards the spire of the Tower of Babel in the distance.

"I mean somewhere even further away. No longer a prisoner in the streets of pleasure, no longer a tool of the Ishtar clan... but true freedom."

Haruhime's breathing stopped. She saw the starry sky reflected in Hoshimi's eyes. That was the vast world outside the high walls, a world she had only heard of in childhood stories.

Hoshimi can take Haruhime away.

But most importantly, her will.

“I didn’t become a prostitute by choice.”

“I want to be free again.”

Even just one sentence:

"Save me, I want to leave, please take me to the outside world"

As long as you cry out loud, there will be a hero to save you.

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Chapter 105 Everything is a Choice of Steins;Gate

The fox girl particularly likes a biography called "The Sacred Tales of the Labyrinth", which records heroic legends that have been circulating in the Far East for thousands of years.

The fox girl's favorite story was "Princess Kaguya". She had stroked the yellowed pages in the moonlight countless times, imagining that she could be rescued from the demon by a samurai like in the story.

Even though the warrior was small in stature, he could swing his sword to cut through the night.

But every time she thought about it, the fox girl would feel how ridiculous she was.

Reality is not a fairy tale. There is no pure princess, no hero falling from the sky, only a prostitute locked in a golden cage.