Buying the COOK

Yes, yes, maids! I give the five girls nods.

Of the five girls, it is Ariel who is the least perturbed by my previous transgressions. Grimhilde mutters that it is suiting behavior for the demon lords husband. Elysa looks on teary-eyed, asking if I plan to wreck her the same way. Aura looks embarrassed, and Millie is thoughtful.

That is when it strikes me to turn the four girls into my maid staff. If I'm going to have a large harem with a big mansion, I need a bunch of maids, and having them all look alike just seems to make things easier. After glossing over my previous behavior, I push the four vacant-eyed girls forward and with a swing of magic, they are wearing the traditional black and white maid dress I'm familiar with. Okay, maybe the dress part barely covers their butts, and the neckline is very low, but its a close enough approximation.

This will do, Hero-san, but weve doubled the number of people and we still dont have someone who can cook, nor a place to call home. Aura puts a downer on the whole event.

Can any of you four cook? Clean? When the four violated bandits shake their heads, my look must have been scary because they start shaking and I'm pretty sure one of them peed themselves. Well, at least give me your names!

Their names turned out to be Denise who has purple hair, Daisy in green hair, May in yellow hair, and Sylvia with blue hair. Well, it might take some time to remember their names, so I'll probably still identify them by their hair. 

Although the girls are identical, the slightest differences could be seen if I look closely enough. Daisy does have just the slightest bit poutier lips and a long ponytail, and May has a sort of mouse-like appearance with her hair in two tails. Meanwhile, Denise kind of seems like an eager puppy with long straight hair, and Sylvia has a librarian vibe with her hair in a bun.

Ah, he is waking up! Ariel says excitedly, pointing at the cat... erm... person. 

Eh? Whats happening? he asks in a light voice through fluttering eyelashes.

He is quite a bit hotter than the maids, at least, before the maids had been fixed up to my liking. These leaves me a bit confused and slightly agitated. He has a smaller appearance and two cat ears on his head. 

You, child, do you know how to cook? I cut through the chitchat, trying to see if I could get some use out of this guy as a cook or something.

What? his eyes focus on Ariel above, and then he suddenly turns beat red and throws his hands around as she struggles to his feet. That is-, who are all of you!

I watch as he cutely looks flustered as the five girls examine him. Should I just kill him right now? I don't need any pretty boys, especially if my girls are going to bat eyes at him. Well, its not like hes appears aware of his looks, so I suppose things are fine for now. I give him a reassuring smile, but he seems a bit distrustful of me.

Cooking, can you cook? I pay good!

Ah, cook? No! My sister does all the cooking she is... the slave auction! It's happening right now!

He turns away and tries to run, but I step in front and grab his wrist before he can take off on me.

Before that, I look down on him, You took my money purse and then gave it to a bunch of bandits. I rescued you from being.... well, let's say killed, so you owe me!

R-right that is but I have to care for my sister first! Shes ill and she'll definitely be sold to a brothel if I don't do something!

So, he has a sister, huh? My eyes begin to brighten. This might not be a failure after all. If I can buy her, then I can naturally enjoy all of the cat girl sex I've been wanting. 

Wait! I grab at his clothing as he runs away. "You don't even have money!" 

The catboy finally realizes the problem, and a dejected expression appears on his way-too-cute face. "That's... damn it... that... please... save my sister. I-if you do, I'll give you anything!" 

Anything... he says. Well, he's a guy, so the thing I want he can't provide. Unless... no... let's keep futanari out of this. 

We find ourselves heading off to the slave market. Here, Ill finally be able to purchase a hot, beautiful woman who could cook for me and serve me wearing nothing but an apron. It was the catboys sister. Since he was alluring enough that a man might mistakenly push him down, his sister had to be absolutely gorgeous. I already could imagine a hot, big-tittied onee-san with yellow eyes and a swishing black tail. I am becoming very excited just thinking about having her tonight. Actually, I hadnt tasted Elysa yet either. It looks like Ill have a very long night tonight.

What is your name? I decide to ask.

My name is Chris. He says, and then ads like I might forget. My sister is Jasmine!

Jasmine, huh? Yeah, I could tap that.

Huh?

Nothing!

We approach an area of town where there are stages with auctioneers giving out calls. However, behind every stage is a wagon filled with chained up people wearing rags. Whether it be man or woman, they are exposed, their bodies on display for a roving eye. The women range from young to old and from beautiful and buxom to flat and featureless.

How did your sister end up like this? I ask suspiciously.

Ah that its, well, our parents were killed when we were very young by slavers. The beastkin tribes are always under these kinds of attacks. We were living on the street. I was working for those bandits, but she wanted to work as well. Unfortunately, the only job a woman like her can get is one where she uses her body. Chriss hands tightened. However, she still went out. She tried to seduce a merchant. He kept giving her money and trinkets. His wife found out about her, so he claimed she had stolen them. Since were just street trash, they refused to believe my sister and she was sold into slavery.

Thats deplorable. I will definitely save her. I reassure him.

However, Im actually thinking about how tasty this morsel must be. A sexy catgirl seducing merchants. I couldnt wait to see her.

Right here! Chris cried out, We made it just in time, but shes already on the stage!

There were three women on the stage. They were all catgirls. However, one was a young ten-year-old and the other was an old grandma. Chriss sister, on the other hand, was just like I imagined. She had big tits, long black hair, and soft, white skin. She had big pouty lips, long, fluttery eyelashes, and a body that just said she wanted to fuck. Damn, Chris, youve got a tasty sister. Im glad I saved you.

Jasmine for 10 gold in 3 2 1

15 gold! I shouted immediately.

Before I could dwell on it, I almost lost her.

15 gold! We have 15 gold!

Sh-shes so expensive now! Chriss eyes turned to pinpoints.

He apparently didnt expect his sister to go for that much. It is way more than all of the copper and silver he had collected up until now. He can only glance at me with an uneasy look as he realizes how much I a, putting out for his sister. As for the woman herself, she jumps when she sees me call out, but then she gives a sensual wink. Catslut, GET!

16 gold! Another voice comes out. You best not compete with me, or else you may regret it.

His words cause the crowds around him to mumble unhappily, but no one, not even the seller, challenges his words. I glance to the side to see a huffy noble. Hes wearing a dark suit and has a slightly malevolent appearance. Itd definitely be bad if Jasmine fell in his depraved hands.

17 gold! I call out.

You so another gentleman with tastes like me, is it? I wont lose! 18 gold!

Yeah, between the two of us, money is no object when it comes to me. Sorry, but that hot pussy is mine.

100 gold! I call out.

Wh- that impossible!

I casually pull out a money bag with a hundred gold and toss it on the ground. It spills out slightly, but no one dares try to grab it. Someone with that much money they can toss out casually has the ability to defend it.

The auctioneers eyes are wide and his mouth was open. The noble is red-faced with an angry expression. He crosses his arms and turns away.

Very well! You win this one. To think, some guy would spend so much just to flavor some young virgin pussy!

He stormed away, and I magically brought my pouch back to my hands. Walking up the stage, I toss the pouch to the auctioneer.

Feeling a bit overbearing, I proudly declare. Ill take my prize now!

A-ah yes The auctioneer looks away.

In fact, all the crowd has weird looks on their faces too. What is it?

Jasmine the auctioneer sighs. This is your new master.

Youre my savior! The young 10-year-old girl suddenly runs passed the big-breasted onee-san and then jumps into my arms, kissing me before I can even think.

Its another trap! Theyre both traps! Its the so-called trap siblings! I shot Chris a glare as he looked away awkwardly.

I didnt say my sister was grown up yet