Harem Ethics 101

70. Debt

“Aha! Found it!” the warden cheered, suddenly straightening just as I was about to pull up her dress, and as though being snapped out of a trance, my higher brain functions were restored.

“Huh?” I blinked, staring dumbly at the back of her head.

She turned on her heels to face me, clutching a rectangular, metallic cube to her chest. Finding there to be barely any distance between us, a coy grin curved her mouth before she leaned her ass against the top of the couch’s backrest to create a little more room to show off what she’d taken from the bag.

“If you recall, I told you last week we’d have an opportunity to obtain some somnium you could use to craft a more durable gun…” she said, using both hands to present a thick bar of dull metal the color of bone.

I took it, and was surprised by how much muscle I needed to put into keeping it aloft. It must have been dense, like gold. “Damn, it’s heavier than it looks. Didn’t you say it was supposed to be lightweight?”

“Indeed I did, and i