The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem

If that’s the case, you can count on me tonight.
I’ll keep the bed warm with my body heat!”

I had nothing to do after school, so I went straight to the carriage, and before I knew it, I was staring at Bridgette’s face sitting next to mine, and she happily pointed this out to me. 

Karendoll, by the way, was unable to go home with us today because she had something to do, so I was alone with Bridgette in the carriage.

“No.
I just thought that some strange creatures existed in this world.
Nothing more about it.”

“? I see.
Ah, besides, I’m ready to get impregnated at any time!”

“Ah, is that so?”

“Yes!”

As I’ve recently found out, if I responded to each and every comment made by Bridgette (or any of the slaves), I wouldn’t be able to hold my throat, so I’d just have to go through with it.

So I won’t even go into where the topic of ‘impregnation’ came from.

Bridgette, who probably doesn’t know I’m thinking that, comes staring at me with a glistening, doggy-like expression on her face.

Although she is cute and adorable, this is not the emotion one has for the opposite s*x, but rather the one has for a pet animal.

I would never say that because if I did, she might bring me the leash and say, “Come on, let’s go for a walk!”

I can say that the slaves’ sense of ethics, common sense, thought process, or whatever you want to call it, is definitely far from normal thinking.
I should definitely have more common sense than all of them, but sometimes I feel as if I’m wrong, so I’ve been more careful than I should have been before.

So, Bridgette, I had to pretend not to notice you.
Also, I wish you stopped looking at me with those expectant eyes like a dog wanting to go for a walk.