After I picked out all the clothes, it was time for underwear.

    It’s really cute how Hela blushes and lowers her head as we approach the underwear corner.

    Her fur color is a darker copper than that of a bandicoot, so she wears mainly light-colored underwear.

    Since I have to roll around the training ground every day, I bought a bunch of white and black sports underwear that don’t have any uncomfortable corrective parts or wires.

    Next was lingerie. Commoners would only buy it for weddings or important anniversaries, but noble females would basically prepare several sets. (Of course, not as much as males.)

    Hela couldn’t even raise her head. Having always lived as a female criminal, she seemed to have no tolerance for this situation.

    “This and… this… hmm…”

    Since I’m not the one wearing it anyway, I ignore convenience and just choose what looks pretty.

    “You have a good eye. In addition to bright colors, the slave’s fur is a dark brown, so black or red colors go well with it more than you might think. Hmm, since the eyes are purple, I recommend matching them with your eye color.”

    The employee smiled and introduced me to a few lingerie items. Her sense of style was so good that I chose a few pieces from there.

    “Then let me try it on.”

    “Of course. It’s also free… I’ll bite people near the changing room, so enjoy it to your heart’s content.”

    The employee leaves with a mischievous smile, and I put Hela in the changing room and follow her.

    I closed the locker room door and looked around. The interior was quite large, and the clothes that the staff had carefully selected were hung neatly.

    One wall was made of a single mirror, and a chair was provided so that I could sit and comfortably look at both the mirror and the real thing.

    “What are you doing? Take it off.”

    “That… all of it… is that all?”

    At the sound of Hela’s crawling voice, I sat down deep in my chair, crossed my legs, and folded my arms.

    “Oh, I understand.”

    Hela soon becomes naked, wearing only dirty underwear and rags.

    “Stand up straight.”

    When the naked Hela covers her chest and legs in a slouched position, I frown slightly and take a good look at her body.

    Broad shoulders, muscular body. The more muscle you have on your body, the less flab you have, so your chest and hips tend to be relatively smaller, but she had none of that, and still had a large bust and hips.

    Moreover, the waist is concave, so judging by physical beauty alone, the fundamental style is different from that of the females in the group.

    The dark brown fur had scattered light brown spots, and there was a light brown undercoat that matched the spots from below the collarbone to the inside of the knees.

    The tip and surrounding area of the chest are dark pink and rather large, not matching the size and fur color.

    Originally, it was known that female hyenas also have a genital-like organ, but here, they are classified as human and are the same as other females below the thick Venus mound.

    Hela’s face was red from embarrassment and humiliation, but she didn’t lower her head and stood at attention. She just awkwardly looked at the distant mountains.

    When I looked at my back in the mirror, my large hips and plump tail, which seemed somewhat out of place with my size, seemed eager to dig between my legs.

    “Try on your underwear first.”

    At my direction, Hela puts on her sports underwear. At first glance, it doesn’t look too small or too big.

    “How is the fit?”

    “Okay, good.”

    When I waved my finger once, Hela hesitated for a moment, then realized what I meant and turned around, looking timid.

    I watched her wearing sports underwear from the front and back, but I skipped the sports underwear since I had bought the same size but in a different color anyway, and moved on to the lingerie. (When she took off her sports underwear bottoms, I noticed that the underwear was soaking wet, but I pretended not to notice.)

    Hela was holding a set of lingerie in her hand at my direction and was very worried, but when I put my hand inside her bosom, she was startled and put the lingerie on. The performance is certain.

    She didn’t choose lingerie that was difficult to wear on purpose, so she somehow managed to put it on, even though it was awkward.

    Lingerie was originally designed to emphasize aesthetics rather than functionality, and although she kept making an uncomfortable expression, the sight of a large female wearing airy lingerie was quite satisfying.

    Especially since it’s made of T-pants, the white panty line running across her large, voluptuous butt looks quite nice.

    The fifth lingerie was designed with a vertical split that exposed the top of the breasts that were supposed to be covered. All lingerie is like that.

    “Come closer.”

    As I pulled on her restraints, she approached me timidly in her lingerie at my direction, and now she knelt down as if she were used to it.

    Hela bit her lips and held back a moan as she played with the point sticking out from under her lingerie top. She had been doing it whenever she was bored for the past few days, so it seemed like she was holding up well.

    But a moment later, when the changing room floor became wet, I giggled and gestured to the rag she had been wearing. Hela blushed with embarrassment, excitement, and humiliation, and wiped the floor with the rag she had been wearing.

    “I guess I need to be more patient. Now I’m going to put on my sports underwear and move on to my clothes.”

    The clothes I chose ranged from flowy one-piece dresses that would never suit her, to comfortable everyday clothes, sporty designs that could be used as work clothes, to quite stylish fancy clothes.

    But if there’s one thing all of these clothes have in common, it’s that none of them cover the neck.

    After quite some time had passed and I had finished trying on all the clothes I had chosen, I left Hela in some plain clothes and left the changing room.

    “Please send the rest to the Academy Male Dormitory.”

    “Oh, Moratium family crest… I’ll send it to you right away.”

    The male pony employee scribbles down the details in the ledger and then returns the Moratium family badge with a solemn attitude.

    After lunch, I left the academy and the sun was already setting.

    The place I arrived at, accompanied by Hela who had now become somewhat more human, was the temple that worshipped X, the creator god. The Perion Empire is a place where X is universally worshipped.

    Hela’s belief in X is a well-known fact to those who have accepted her as a companion in the game, so she was brought here to at least find some comfort in her. People need to have something to believe in in order to endure.

    “I don’t really have a religion, but you seem like you do. Go and come back. You have a lot of time.”

    “…Yes, thank you.”

    In the first place, the story says that Hela liquidated her past because she went to the temple out of guilt, so it means that she will be punished for becoming my slave anyway, so at least put your mind at ease.

    As I confirmed that Hela had entered the Temple of Terletale, a black female cat approached me, glancing at her.

    “Youngsik, I’m ready.”

    “Please take good care of me.”

    I handed the Black Cat Priest a small pouch. There was quite a bit of money inside. It was not a bribe, but rather a gift to help out since the temple was running an orphanage on a tight budget.

    It was also to help relieve some of the guilt that weighed on Hela.

    “Just trust us. It looks like you don’t know much about divine powers.”

    “Of course.”

    Hela quietly entered the temple. The temple was deserted, with few people present except for a few priests.

    ‘How did it end up like this…’

    Even when she was a criminal, she went to the temple hiding her identity due to the guilt that weighed on her mind.

    There was a time when I could rationalize myself by attending church services and putting money in the offering box, even though it was dirty money.

    ‘I’m alive… I’m alive, so that’s okay. Master… As you said, if not, I would have died on the spot.’

    Hela, who was starting to submit to Ain from the bottom of her heart, asked the priest for the innermost prayer room where she could be undisturbed by others.

    The priest recognized her restraints but pretended not to notice them and showed her to the prayer room, so Hela gave thanks to God.

    The priest who had guided them left, and Hella went into the prayer room and closed the door.

    She gets down on her knees and begins to pray in the same posture that priests once showed her.

    ‘Great Creator, I have been living a life of constant sin, and now I am finally paying the price. It is so painful and humiliating, but it is insignificant compared to what I have done…’

    Hela was truly repentant, wondering if Ain’s number had been well-received.

    Although this is the life of most hyenas, unless they have great luck, deep down inside her, living in darkness, there must have been a desire for light.

    ‘Thank you for allowing me to continue living… um…’

    Although she wanted to repent for her sins in some grand way, since her education was so short, Hella continued praying plainly.

    ‘The master who introduced me to you… doesn’t seem like a bad person. He’s a bit strange, but he doesn’t seem to discriminate against hyenas… The females are all noble ladies, though…’

    She gave God the simple conclusion that she would try her best, and then suddenly felt light in her closed eyes and opened them slightly.

    “…?!!”

    The ceiling of the prayer room, which should be dark, began to glow even though there was no light source!

    -Hell, my child. Pay the price for your sin.

    “Creation… Creator God?!”

    Hela asks the sky in a quiet voice, as if no one would hear.

    -I have led you to the person you will serve to forgive your sins. If you follow me until you die and repent of your sins, you will meet me in the future.

    “That…is…really?!”

    But the Creator X withdraws his voice and light after those last words.

    After a while, Hela appears with the black cat priest she met earlier.

    “Sorry for keeping you waiting, Master.”

    As I glanced behind Hela, who had become very polite and humble, I saw the priest secretly raising his double nostrils. It seems the acting was working well.

    “Did God answer you?”

    “…Yes.”

    “Okay. Let’s go.”

    Hela followed me without a word at my words. After saying goodbye to the priest, I went to the weapon shop with Hela to buy a few practice double-handed swords and a real-life sword that I had been eyeing, and at the armor shop, I bought sturdy armor and practice armor.

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