Harem Reborn

I stood up again and dusted my sack off; I wasn't going to let this bag I was wearing or my blank AVATAR get me down. I had this of system now, and even if my stats were crap, I could get better. Now, I had a chance, an edge on my last life, but how to use it? I looked at Trina, and she waved me forward.

"Ok, so we gotta find a quest," Trina explained to me as I walked toward the opening of the alley-way.

"How do I do that?"

"That's a good question. I think you have to look around and find someone that needs help."

"You think? I'm just supposed to walk around in my cute little sack and adorable dirty face and as if anyone needs help? I NEED HELP! Aren't you supposed to be my guide?"

"Yes, for your functionality! But I'm just as lost on the actual people as you are. Let's go take a look, and maybe we will find someone that needs our help."

As frustrated as I was, it wasn't like I had much of a choice, so that's what I did. I took the first real steps knowing that I had destiny on my side this time instead of Fate. I bravely walked onto the street full of hopefulness for my new future.

Collision! Before I knew what was going on or my second foot had hit the ground, a man running very fast crashed into me. The man knocked me out of the way like I was nothing more than a leaf in his path! As I went down, my hand caught around a smooth leather strap, and I pulled it down with me.

I hit the ground hard, rolling to the side, and ended up clutching a bag. As I got my breath back, I could see the fancy purse I was holding. It was purple and looked to be of a higher quality.

Slowly, the sounds of the world came rushing back into me. I picked myself up and looked to where the man had been going, but I couldn't see him anymore. I clutched the bag I had grabbed tight to my chest, but now what?

"Are you alright? That guy moved you over like a car! But look what you hooked! You got the bag he stole! This thing will surely help us get big credits if we can find the person it was stolen from!" Trina exclaimed.

As Trina neared the end of her exciting speech, I could hear an angry female voice. It was coming behind me from the crowd. As the voice got closer, I started to hear many male voices calling out "My Lady" and "Duchess," and I turned to see what was going on.

The outraged face of a beautiful woman came storming into view. She was quite the woman, as my eye drew to her impressive chest. The child-like part of me tried to be embarrassed, but the man that was really on the inside enjoyed watching her run. A panting group of guards of different species followed her.

"Thief, Stop that damn thief! Are you all blind or just stupid?" The outraged woman screamed, but none of the pedestrians paid her mind. "Ignorance is bliss" seems to transcend universes.

As the woman got closer with the entourage that was chasing after her, I started to move towards her.

"Excuse me, miss," I said, walking into her path.

The woman was clearly about to trample me like freshly planted flowers but slowed and then stopped when she saw the bag I was holding. Her eyes lit up, and she ran at me fast, like scary fast. I was scooped into her arms and then pressed into the gap of her bulging and soft breasts.

"Where did you get this from?" the woman excitedly asked as she rubbed my little body like a towel across her chest, and I was in heaven.

Screw my past life! This kind of thing was what I was missing! What next? Maybe she has a super good looking daughter!

I had to keep coming up for air from the breast trap I had ever experienced, but I tried to answer her question.

"I came from... that alley, and someone... ran into me and... knocked me over, and... when I fell, my hand got... caught on this," I say in gasping breaths, each time I came up for air, holding the bag up.

The woman slowly pulled my face out of her chest folds and set me down, as my adult mind pleaded for it never to end. She took the purse and handed it to a guard panting less than the rest. She then looked me up and down but didn't see Trina moving around my head. The woman wore a red dress with a white scarf and a broad-brimmed beige hat.

I noticed the guard that she had handed the purse to was coming back from the place he had walked over to check the bag's contents. According to the expression the guard wore, everything must be alright and in place. The guard was human, but he was wearing a cloth gray overcoat with a pair of wide metal greaves and boots, giving him a mismatched appearance. The weirdest part was the helmet he wore with the visor down

"It's there, my Lady, along with everything else," The human head guard said, walking up close to speak, then stepping back.

"Well, this is quite remarkable. What made you stay with my purse? Didn't you think that it might have something valuable? It could have helped you out if I decided not to reward you."

Not reward me? I hadn't considered that, but was that how this was going to go? It wasn't like the woman had to reward me and it wasn't the end of my new life if she didn't, but the words she spoke hit home. Is the first nice thing I do is just another big laugh in my face?