let’s go with Cassandra

“Me, eh, Daddy?”, the huntress chuckled. “Can’t say I’m too surprised.”

Neither were the rest of the girls. I guess as far as choices go, this one was fairly high up.

“And of course I’m the handler!”, Fisti proclaimed boldly. “Ya better prepare yerself slaver! It’s time for yer reckoning!”

I never saw Fisti that excited for matters that hadn’t something to do with Sylphid. Cassandra didn’t seem particularly impressed.

As much as I would like to grant Fisti her long awaited ****, I picked Cassandra for a very particular reason. And having her be part of it would only complicate things.

Naturally, I told her as such.

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“So, which part of leaving it up to Daddy, didn’t you get? Come on, don’t by shy, we can work you through the sentence.”

“Silence, Slaver!”, Fisti huffed. “I’m not letting ya and Mari walk to who knows where! Ya probably gonna shag him in the back of an alley or something.”

“Projecting much? I’m not the angry little punch goblin of the group.”

“WHO ARE YA CALLING A GOBLIN?”

I sighed. Our excursion had only just begun and these two where already at each others throat.

Well, I suppose there is nothing inherently wrong with Fisti coming along. She certainly has a right to be angry and this might also be a good opportunity for her. Provided of course she can control her anger issues.

For now, I decided to just not get involved and stared out of the window instead.

I had Maria arrange for an Upy-carriage. It was already crazy when I reached the finals, but now as a semi finalists, walking around outside had become completely impossible.

“But seriously, Daddy”, Cassandra grumbled as she rather boringly watched the streets zoom by. “Not sure what you expect to come out of this.”

“Y-yeah”, Fisti said. “Hate to agree with the slaver, but this is kinda crazy, ya know? Are ya absolutely sure ya want to do this?

I certainly can’t blame the two of them for thinking that. After all, our destination was that place.

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Ojou-sama’s mansion loomed threateningly over us. The guards in front of the(very destroyed) gate didn’t look particularly pleased to see us. One of them sported a rather prominent black eye that was just in the process of turning yellow.

“Too shallow for Sylphid, your work?”, Cassandra chuckled.

“S-shut it, slaver”, Fisti grumbled.

“What do you want?”, black eye asked gruffly.

“Why, we just had a wee craving to come by for some jolly tea and crumpets. What do ya think were here for ya howlin tube? Get yer scabby, howlin trollop of a bossmppppfffffff!!!!!”

I clapped my hand over Fisti’s mouth since I like living.

“Just want to have a talk with Ojou”, Cassandra jabbed her thumb towards me. “Daddy wants to thank her for dressing him up like a pretty girl.”

Grrr...you did not have to bring that up!

The gate guards, no doubt having watched the event, (like everyone else on the continent) actually let out a chuckle. One of them pressed a button on what appeared to be a magic vision screen and relayed our intention. We had to wait a significant amount of time but eventually the guards removed the crude makeshift barricade and allowed us in.

I was a bit surprised that this time no strip was needed. I was almost looking forward to Fisti’s expression.

Another batch of guards escorted us through the courtyard, into the mansion itself and into what appeared to be a waiting room.

And there we waited.

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“How long are they gonna make us wait!”, Fist complained, angrily tapping her foot. “Bloody mobsters, always up to no good. I bet they plot just how to shag us right now.”

“Nobody asked you to come along, or me for that matter”, Cassandra said longingly looking towards the bar. Unfortunately for Cassandra, I forbade her from drinking anything alcoholic. I wanted her sober for this. “You could have picked Teen bitch, or snakegirl, but nooooo. Gotta fix, Cassandra. Because I’m Daddy and I’m a goodie two shoes!”

“I have no intention of fixing you”, I grumbled.

“Then why the fuck are we here, if not for some group cuddle therapy bullshit?”

“That’s actually a good question”, Fisti scowled and sipped on her(non alcoholic) drink. “I’m not sure what yer trying to achieve Mari, but yer not gonna change that blaggard slaver. Ya should focus on Rice and Hebi instead, at least they aren't completely rotten."

“Wow”, Cassandra let out a whistle. “We sure agree on a lot of things, today. If that keeps up we will be best buddies by evening.”

“I rather kill meself with a rusty spoon!”

Thankfully, the door to the waiting room finally opened before this discussion was spiraling further.

However, it wasn’t Ojou-sama who showed up but the treasure hunter called Feena. This time no longer dressed as a catgirl but still sporting a very revealing outfit that covered little more then a bikini.

“Umm…” Despite the outrageous outfit, Feena was actually rather timid, and was blushing and fidgeting as she demurely addressed us. “I apologize, but Mistress Ojou-sama will not receive you today.”

“Oh, well ain’t that grand!”, Fisti grumbled while Cassandra merely smirked. “Guess the fancy mob boss is too fancy to host the people who knocked her teeth out!”

“However”, Feena continued, taking a deep breath to psych herself up. “I am authorized to answer any request you may have. I take it, it does not relate to Mr. Beta’s performance this morning?”

“Figures”, Cassandra stated “Ojou probably has figured Daddy all out already and just doesn’t want to deal with his cringy bleeding heart bullshit.”

That sounds a bit far fetched. I mean I’m not that predictable, right?

Regardless, Feena certainly would work as a substitute. I cleared my throat. “The reason we are here...” This might take a while.

Feena and in particularly Fisti where listening quite intently as I brought everyone up to speed. About the relationship the three had, their history within the Sama household and how Cassandra ultimately betrayed them.

“Wow!”, Fisti exclaimed after I was done. “That’s pretty rotten, even for the slavers standards. Can’t say I’m surprised though.”

Cassandra merely responded with a grumbling. “Does the little Gecko have to be here? This doesn’t concern her nor you, Daddy.”

“As your master it does concern me”, I said sternly before I addressed Feena again and bowed my head. “I apologize for the trouble my **** has caused you. I beg your forgiveness.”

“HAAA?”

For once Cassandra and Fisti’s reaction appeared to be the same. Even Feena seemed to be rather confused.

“That is quite thoughtful of you”, our host stated, somewhat taken aback. “But I don’t think it is your place to apologize.”

“Y-yeah, Mari”, Fisti whispered. “What the heck? Have ya forgotten what they did to ya? Don’t **** yerself like that.”

“I disagree. As her master, Cassandra is my responsibility. That includes her past misdeeds. I will, of course, make her atone properly but I will not shirk my duty. If there is anything I can do to receive your forgiveness, please say so.”

“Fucking hell!”, Cassandra groaned. “Did you learn nothing this past week? Stop groveling to everyone you meet, Daddy!”

“That is a rather large commitment to make, Mr. Beta.” Feena showed me a shy smile. “Especially considering your relationship with Ojou.”

“I believe what that concerns we are quite even. Especially considering this mornings events.”

“Oh, my.” That actually caused Feena to raise her fist before her mouth to hide her amusement. “Please be careful, Mr. Beta. It is fine with me me but Ojou-sama might request some recompense that you would be rather unwilling to pay.”

“R-right…” That did not exactly turn out how I expected it to. “Alright, let’s forget Ojou-sama for a moment. What is it what YOU want. To forgive Cassandra.”

“Hmmm…” Feena was pondering that question. “I can ask for whatever I want?”

I nodded. “As long as it is in my power.”

“Then I’d like to spend an afternoon with her alone. While she obeys me.”

“That’s all?”, I looked at her confused but Feena only nodded.

“What do you mean, that’s all!”, Cassandra screamed. “You want to leave me at that bitch’s mercy?”

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It should be fine. Cassandra still had safety orders on. She will be able to refuse any order that would be dangerous. Besides, I don’t sense any malice coming from Feena. This will most likely just turn into another Hebi-san situation were the girls she wronged just need to get it out of their system.

“Done”, I nodded. “Feel free to make use of her this afternoon. Cassandra, you have to obey Feena.”

“Oi, Daddy hey, at least set some guidelines!”

“Well then,” I got up again. “I believe this is between you two so, if you excuse us. Come Fisti.”

Fisti gave a hasty nod and together we left the room, ignoring Cassandra’s angry shouts.