As the sun rose, Alexander felt the morning sunlight fall on his skin. His eyelids quivered as he slowly opened them up. He looked to the side where the curtain-covered window, which could be considered a hole at best, let in light. Turning towards the side, he was surprised to find that Myuri was no longer on her bed.
He turned towards the other bed; Azuri was not there as well. So Alexander just sat up and looked around. Not much was really of interest in the room, so he just got up, preparing to leave the house. But something else got his attention and made him reconsider going out.
Morning wood.
Standing tall and proud, his penis stuck out of his loincloth. Although in this world, nobody would really care, Alexander himself didn't feel like walking out with his dick really hard. Even if it would just be Myuri and Azuri around, it didn't feel right to Alexander.
So he waited for a while hoping the thing would die down at some point. But he was proven wrong, as even after nearly 15 minutes passed, it was still hard and still.
So he just made do with his loincloth and tried to cover it up. Which was really hard with how simple the loincloth really was. And the size of his penis didn't help with hiding it either. In the end, he finally covered it by pulling his loincloth higher and tying it closer to his penis tip. Thus holding the thing in place.
Although the final look was weird, Alexander still went out with it. It was better to look weird than to wait for this thing, which was probably the product of his chief speciality, to wear down. Alexander just hoped Myuri would be near to help him with his predicament.
And it seemed he was right, as after he left the house, he saw Myuri sitting not too far away. Before her was a burning fire with a pot on it. The pot seemed to have long been blackened due to a long time of exposure to fire. In her hand was a wooden spoon which she used to occasionally stir what was in the pot.
As Alexander approached, he was enveloped by a delightful aroma that tickled his nostrils. It was a scent of warm, savoury soup, reminiscent of the most delectable soups he had ever experienced. Enticed by the fragrance, Alexander breathed in deeply, inhaling the tantalising scent with a hunger that only intensified with each breath.
Noticing Alexander approaching, for a moment she furrowed her brows in confusion. But she eased them as she stood up.
"Chief, didn't I tell you not to press on your penis like that?" As she said this, she untied Alexander's loincloth and fixed it perfectly on his hips. Letting his penis stick out from the side. She then touched it and used her gift to make it flaccid once more.
'I would have preferred if you had given me a head instead. 'Alexander thought. But he, of course, did not say it. "Sorry. I just felt uncomfortable walking around like this."
"That's understandable. Having such a peculiar organ suddenly sticking out of you can feel different and possibly uncomfortable. But please don't try to hide it; it's nothing to be embarrassed about, even if it is different from everyone else's."
'Not really why I was doing that, but...' Alexander thought. " Okay."
With that said, the two sat down. Myuri picked up the spoon and stirred the pot. Alexander finally saw what was within. And as he had thought, it was soup. The soup was brown with vegetables and a lot of other ingredients. The one that surprised Alexander the most, though, was meat.
'I thought they were vegetarians or something.'
Yesterday, Alexander was only ever given fruits to eat, so Alexander had thought they only ate fruit. After all, people don't usually eat fruits for dinner. Making him think that the fruits were likely their staple food. It seems that he was wrong.
"How was your sleep, chief?"
Myuri suddenly said, pulling Alexander's attention towards Myuri.
"I slept well," Alexander said with a slight smile. But in truth, he didn't really have that great a night. As the bed he slept on wasn't even half as good as his past life's one. If he hadn't been so tired last night, Alexander reckoned he might have taken a little hour before he could fully fall to slumber.
But he surely can't say that to Myuri now, can he? Plus, with it, a beautiful smile Myuri flashed to him; he felt like he could say yes to anything she asked.
"Grr~"
At that moment, a sound akin to a growl sounded. It was the sound of Alexander's stomach signalling its desire for what was below. Alexander felt a little embarrassed at such a display.
"Hungry?"
"Yeah..."
"Then let me go and bring you a bowl to eat."
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