Revised on 04/07/Year 28.
Revised again on 04/25/Year 28.
We moved from the guest room where Dietlinde Tinde Tintaal, the fifth princess of the Tintaal Kingdom, who had become my slave, was sleeping, through the hallway, and into the living room in my private section to conduct a “Quality Check.”
Prior to this, Elise and the others had set up a platform in the back of the living room, and were fully prepared.
“Oh, Hal-sama… is there no way I can be exempted from this ‘Quality Check’?”
Dietlinde pleaded, showing a dismal lack of resolve, but surrounded by the “Princess Harem” party members on all sides, and being escorted in this manner, there seemed to be no recourse.
“You’re being stubborn, Dietlinde! This initiation rite is a trial that everyone has been through!”
Elise explained with a self-important air, but lately, she seemed more enthusiastic about it than I was.
“The nude body of a beautiful girl in the midst of secondary sexual characteristics is the ultimate art.”
While I could agree with parts of Elise’s explanation… there were also parts that felt unsettling.
Dietlinde was wearing a grass-green tunic top embroidered with geometric patterns in colorful threads, and indigo leggings that reached her ankles for her bottoms.
She wore sandals woven from vines on her feet, presenting a typical traveling outfit for an elf.
The fullness visible through the tunic was, regrettably, small, but combined with her slender physique, this was an unavoidable racial characteristic of elves.
Her glossy hair, which reached her waist, was a gradient from silver at the roots to safflower and then vermilion at the tips, creating an almost fantastical appearance.
Her skin was translucent white, and her facial features and blue-gray eyes closely resembled those of her half-sister, Princess Edelgard Tinde Tintar, the fourth princess.
Thinking back, the reason I didn’t notice this from the start was likely the strong impression of her face, hardened by the terror of being near a corpse.
Alicia, who returned to the Raymond Mansion the previous evening, mentioned she had business at the Raymond Trading Company today, so I had entrusted her with various matters concerning Yuria, who was scheduled for training for the “Slave Auction.”
While pondering these things, we arrived at the living room where the platform for the “Quality Check” had been set up.
“Dietlinde, resign yourself to it.”
With a final ultimatum from Lyusienne, Dietlinde stepped onto the platform as if driven.
“Dietlinde, undress seductively~”
Swan Hilda’s usual taunt flew out.
Before long, Dietlinde’s smooth cheeks were flushed bright red with shame.
Then, with a gulp, Dietlinde seemed to have made up her mind.
“Hal-sama, and everyone in the ‘Princess Harem,’ there is a secret that the elves have hidden for many years within the body you are about to see. I beg of you, please do not speak of it elsewhere.”
Dietlinde said this and bowed deeply.
Elves, when viewed from humans, are classified as demi-humans, but besides their distinctive pointed ears and their far greater lifespan than humans, were there any other differences…?
Thus, Dietlinde’s “Quality Check” solemnly began.
Dietlinde held the hem of her tunic with both hands and slowly lifted it.
First revealed was her waist, so slender it seemed it would snap if tightly hugged, with her cute navel being a charm point.
“I-I’m not jealous or anything,” Elise muttered enviously, though her own waist had recently begun to slim down.
“So… beautiful…” Freya, standing next to Elise, murmured unconsciously.
The tunic was lifted further, revealing her abdomen, which was firm despite appearing as soft as fresh snow, and her chest, showing a faint outline of her ribcage.
Having lifted her tunic this far, she seemed unable to raise her arms, so she briefly released the tunic hem, crossed her arms, and quickly removed the tunic.
Then, Dietlinde’s beautiful, gradient hair spread out with a rustle, covering her chest.
“Can’t see the important parts,” Kirika pointed out irritably.
Dietlinde scooped up her abundant hair with both hands and let it flow down her back.
Her chest was wrapped in white cloth, and her breasts could not yet be seen.
“H-Hal-sama, can you accept this…?”
Dietlinde, with a face on the verge of tears, begged for my forgiveness.
“No, Dietlinde. For a ‘Quality Check,’ you must be completely naked for the Master to inspect you!” Elise sternly reprimanded.
“Y-Yes, I understand…”
Dietlinde untied the knot securing the white cloth around her chest, and the cloth flowed down with a rustle, falling onto the platform.
Her breasts were, as expected, small, but the slightly raised curves suited Dietlinde’s slender physique well.
A light pink areola surrounded the nipples, but the nipples themselves were not protruding. This was the first time I had seen such breasts.
“Is the shape of those breasts the elves’ secret?” I honestly asked Dietlinde.
“Hal-sama, those are simply inverted nipples…” Edele shyly informed me. If so, what was the elves’ secret!?
“What cute breasts. Well then, let’s continue,” Elise urged her to continue undressing.
Dietlinde slightly lowered her face and, without a word, removed her sandals, her feet now bare.
Dietlinde’s bare feet were smooth and beautiful, and her toenails were painted pink, as if with the juice of Impatiens flowers, making them very cute.
Then, as the belt holding her indigo leggings was removed, the leggings were slowly pulled down.
She was wearing pink women’s fundoshi as underwear, but I felt like there was a bulge.
The leggings were pulled down further, revealing her slender yet seemingly soft thighs, knees, and shins, until finally, only the last piece of clothing protecting Dietlinde remained.
“Just one more piece,” Elise signaled with her gaze and eyes, urging Dietlinde to undress again.
“Don’t look and then regret it!!”
With those words, Dietlinde untied the strings of her women’s fundoshi, and it easily came off, revealing her crotch.
“!!!” The three nearby observers, Elise, Lyusienne, and Kirika, exclaimed in amazement.
“Hermaphrodite!”
I too, staring at Dietlinde’s crotch, shouted along.
Dietlinde was currently 15 years old, but she had no pubic hair at all.
Well, given that elves lived far longer than humans, that was fine…
A small penis grew, splitting the outer labia.
The tip of the penis was the glans, covered by the foreskin.
The outer labia on either side of the penis were somewhat swollen, as if accommodating testicles beneath.
And in the middle of the penis, there was a small opening, which appeared to be the urethral opening.
Furthermore, beneath that, the vagina opening could be glimpsed, but because the outer labia were constantly parted by the penis, it was in plain sight.
What’s more, as if from arousal, Dietlinde’s vagina was sticky and wet.
It was, so to speak, quite the “secret garden.”
Dietlinde, her secret revealed, wept while standing.
It was later confirmed that royal elves, who were particularly favored by spirits, were born as hermaphrodites.
Then, during adolescence, they chose a gender according to the person they desired, and their external genitalia would transform into either male or female genitalia.
Alternatively, if they were raised as boys or girls from birth, most of them would become fixed in that gender.
Incidentally, her half-sister Edelgard, who departed with the Hero Party, had apparently already completed her transformation into a complete female form.
Dietlinde, on the other hand, was delayed in her transformation, and her current state was roughly “Male: Female = 3:7.”
Dietlinde disliked being seen in this half-formed state.
“Dietlinde’s body also had no flaws,” I declared as the conclusion of the ‘Quality Check,’ and the initiation rite of the ‘Princess Harem’ ended without incident.
Edele gently put an arm around the shoulders of the naked and dejected Dietlinde, and started leading her to the grand bath.
It seemed they intended to segue into a “Bath Meeting” afterward…
With many former royalty and nobles in the ‘Princess Harem,’ political maneuvering was likely second nature to them.
This situation was undoubtedly the harem state Cardinal Lester had wished for on his deathbed in his previous life, but I was also embarrassed because my own naked body would be observed, making me very shy.
