He ends up getting dragged along on some crazy venture... Again.

Kimihito, glad that his physical strength boost also seemed to have boosted his toughness a little, and also that the centaur's bosom had cushioned the impact somewhat, (although adding more weight to it, judging by the size of them) immediately called Ms. Smith about the runaway centaur.

"Oh, that's Centorea," she remarked after he explained over the phone. "She has special permission to go out on her own and look for a Master, or rather, a host family... Quick question, do you like her?"

"I just met her!" Kimihito sputtered.

"Didn't stop you with Papi yesterday, did it?" she snarked, and he had no comeback to that. "At any rate, if you are up for it, she might make a decent addition to your harem, though the pussy placement may be a little offsetting... Though I imagine Miia's magic could fix that! I doubt she'll be unwilling, she's very serious about her culture!"

Kimihito blushed. "...okay, fine, make the arrangements... Though at this rate, I'm gonna need more renovations," he sighed.

"Wonderful, I was hoping to pawn her off- er, I mean find someone to accommodate her!" Ms. Smith chirped and hung up.

Kimihito then turned to explain to Centorea, who swooned about her spell working. Before Kimihito could ask what she meant, they saw some biker steal a woman's purse. "...Master, we must give chase!" Centorea declared, drawing a fucking sword.

"Ms. Smith let you have a weapon!?" he shrieked, but was immediately grabbed by her, put on her back, and she took off, ignoring his screams and protests. "...why does this keep happening to meeeeeeeee!?" he wept.