To celebrate the defeat of the dragon and formally welcome me into their community, the villagers had organized a party in my honor.
Well, calling it a party might've been generous—this was a small, rural village after all, and the gathering was more akin to a communal feast, a lively drinking get-together where everyone could laugh, relax, and bask in the shared relief of having survived.
The warm smiles and heartfelt thanks from every villager—young and old alike—created an atmosphere so comforting, I almost forgot I was in a completely different world.
After spending years shackled to a soul-draining job at a black company, where verbal abuse was part of the daily routine and paid time off was a fantasy, I had nearly forgotten what kindness even felt like.
But here, surrounded by cheerful voices, homemade dishes, and genuine gratitude, I felt human again—for the first time in what seemed like forever.
"Thank you for saving our village," they said over and over again, but in truth, I was the one who wanted to thank them—thank them for treating me like I mattered, for seeing me not as a disposable cog in a machine, but as someone worth smiling at.
In that moment, I silently whispered a prayer of thanks to whatever power had allowed this reincarnation to happen.
Yes—being alive is truly wonderful.
Still tipsy from the generous flow of alcohol and riding the high of communal joy, I finally slipped away from the lively crowd and made my way to the guest room that had been prepared for me.
The room itself was surprisingly grand, more luxurious than anything I'd ever experienced even back on Earth. A large, ornate bed sat in the middle, easily big enough to fit five people side by side.
"A bit much for just one person, huh…" I muttered, chuckling as I looked around.
Just then, the door creaked open.
"Kairi, please excuse our intrusion."
I turned to the entrance—and froze.
Three women stepped inside, each dressed in barely-there, translucent negligees that left very little to the imagination. A blonde, a redhead, and a brunette—each one more stunning than the last—stood before me, their gazes soft yet bold.
They seemed to range in age from their early twenties to maybe mid-thirties, but all of them shared two things in common: beauty that could halt hearts… and curves that refused to be ignored.
Their garments shimmered slightly under the lamplight, and yes—unless the wine had truly gone to my head—I could definitely see hints of their nipples and… yep, everything else through the fabric.
It was almost enough to make me forget how to breathe.
Was it the alcohol making me this aroused, or was it just them?
"Kairi," the brunette spoke first, her tone calm and respectful, yet undeniably sensual. "We've been sent to serve as your companions tonight."
"The entire village wanted to express its gratitude in the most heartfelt way possible," the redhead added with a gentle smile.
"Please… allow us to bring you joy," the blonde concluded, her voice like silk.
I blinked rapidly, trying to process the words.
"W-Wait… You mean… you three… want to sleep with me? As in, like, actually have s-s-sex?"
They nodded gracefully.
"Yes. We volunteered."
"It would be our greatest honor to be embraced by the hero who saved us all."
"Please, Master… Let us repay your kindness."
I took a step back, nearly stumbling.
"I—I mean, I appreciate the gesture, but this is all so sudden, and—and you're all so… beautiful, it's kind of overwhelming—"
"If you're not interested, we understand," one of them said quickly, her voice tinged with nervousness. "We can ask others to take our place—"
"N-No, no, wait!" I raised my hands in a panic, realizing they'd misunderstood. "It's not that! All three of you are… you're absolutely stunning! Of course I feel… uh… desire!"
Their eyes widened slightly, then softened with laughter as I scrambled for words.
"I mean it!" Those outfits… the way you move… your figures… I'm seriously trying not to shake with how hot this is!"
… And there it was. I'd blurted out my honest, unfiltered thoughts in the dumbest way possible.
"… Sorry, that came out way too blunt, didn't it?"
"Oh my…" the blonde giggled, her fingers brushing her lips. "Master, you really are adorable."
The tension melted in an instant, their soft laughter easing the atmosphere like a gentle breeze.
"So then," the redhead purred as she stepped forward, "will you allow us to attend to you?"
"Please… let us make you feel good tonight."
"We're here just for you. This night belongs to you alone."
One by one, they dropped to their knees in front of me, bowing their heads deeply in perfect unison.
The gesture was beautiful, humble, and utterly intoxicating.
"I… I accept," I finally said, my voice quiet, trembling slightly.
And as the door gently closed behind them, the room was bathed in the glow of flickering candlelight.
Thus, the long, warm night began.