Chapter 1 I got hard.

I woke up to something poking me in the arm. The touch felt nice and warm, sending a comforting sensation throughout my body, making me more sleepy. En, I moaned. Then I realized what happened yesterday. Child trafficking of the thousand-dollar loli! I jolted awake and rubbed my eyes. In front was a little girl, looking no more than 10 years old. Her long, silky silver hair fell like a waterfall down her back. Her eyes were also silver - deep and beautiful, sparkling a speck of like fairy dust. Her face was sculpted to perfection - the delicate ears, small and fine nose, her rose-pink lips all combined with a cute, immature baby face! Cute to the extreme! Her frilled dress only emphasized her adorable figure and there were two faint humps on her chest..... While fantasizing about what she would look like when she grew up, I could feel my little brother waking up from its slumber. My face immediately felt hot with shame. ’I can’t get a hard-on to a 7-year-old! If the FBI were here, I’d surely be dead! But she is beautiful. Hey, no excuses! You pedo!’ Their eyes met and she smiled. Her heavenly white teeth only magnified her cuteness, electrifying the whole room - temporarily stunning me. I felt like I just got K-0ed! Looks can kill!! ’Cute! Way too cute! I want to scream KAWAII!’ Th - thank you for saving me. a dulcet but nervous voice said, as sweet as a songbird. I looked up and felt my HP dropping. It was no problem. Her face relaxed, showing her dimples. Those rosy cheeks, oh how I want to squeeze them! -1 HP M - My name is Fiona. You don’t have to be so scared. I won’t hurt you. Y - you don’t have that thing? T- the thing that makes an l-loud sound a-and something that f-flies out very f- fast? Eh? A gun? You got shot with a gun? So that thing is called a ’gun’. It hurt a little at first, but I am strong!’ she said proudly, her face beaming. I could feel my HP continuously dropping. I’m going to die soon! Too cute! At the same time, I was filled with a slight worry. I knew she wasn’t normal - her beauty was unworldly, but to be fine after getting shot? What was she, a mutant? A cute mutant for sure, that’s for sure. Are you sure you are going to be fine? Yes! I am a cultivator! A cultivator? Do you train, ride flying swords and live insects? En! Then how did you come to Earth? Through a portal! Mommy said to go out and experience dangers to get stronger! My father fetish kicked in and anger flared up within me. What kind of parent would let their child go out just to let them gain experience? What experience? To get drugged and raped?! Listen to me, Fiona. You can’t go around wandering on your own! Look at what happened last night! You could’ve been killed! ’Not that it will happen because you’re just so damn cute!’ Fiona showed a puzzled expression. That man seemed nice! He didn’t give me these useless papers like the ones before to follow him! He called it ’juice’. It tasted nice! Too bad, I fell asleep afterward. Speechless, I saw a 7-year-old girl call for more money than I could ever have useless paper. She cared more for the juice than money?! Hm, she is a cultivator. Maybe her currency is different! Fiona, those aren’t useless pieces of paper! It’s like gold coins in your world! And about the juice, I can make you some! She brightened up and yelled Juice! which startled me. She didn’t care about the money, which hurt my liver. As a man in debt, it was a stab in the gut! Then, Fiona dipped her head and meekly said: Can you give me some, please? I felt my heartthrob, the pain instantly going away. Who would reject beauty? Especially a cute loli! Of course! Fiona put the money back into her pockets, which made me want to cry. She then grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the door. Outside, the sun is shining blindly. The sounds of chirping birds followed by crickets were like the songs of angels! And in front of me, an angel was pulling my hand! Fiona’s excitement bounced around with energy. She ran around, smelling flowers and admiring the birds. ’Heh, she’s like a hamster running around in a cage!’ Before I even knew it, we were at the exit of the forest, in front of the local park. It was still early into the morning so there weren’t a lot of kids playing there. I could already tell that Fiona wanted to play - her eyes growing wider and wider as she glanced from the swings to the slides. Do you want to play here for a while? Yes! Of course! ’Kids will be kids no matter if they are a cultivator or not. Easily distracted! Or maybe it’s because it’s something entirely new to her?’ I mused as I clasped her stomach gently, raising and placing her on the swings. Hehe, push me! Of course, I had to comply! Make sure you hold on tight! I said as I gently pushed her. The swing creaked as it went up and down in a circular motion. Riding it was a sweet angel, looking like she had descended from heaven, and leaving again and again! After a few sets, Fiona suddenly shouted Faster! Push harder! I did what I asked. The swing started to sway more ferociously now, rising to a semi-circle. Still not high enough! Fiona pouted a little, before whispering some words I couldn’t quite hear. W - what are you doing? I stammered as I felt the swing brush pass with a gust of wind, clearly out of control. Cultivation Wind Qi! Wheee! Look, I’m going so fast! Fiona said with excitement, the swing was ever so increasing in speed and height. Wait, Fiona! You might fall! Slow down! Eh, my overprotectiveness took over and I panicked. A few seconds passed but it felt like an eternity as I was calculating where to stand to catch Fiona if she fell. 1 swing became 2 as the speed increased. Ting. Something ticked off in my mind - it was almost instinctual and I ran angled behind the swings. The wind howled as the swing went up, up and up, before stopping mid-air. Time seemed to have stopped as I saw Fiona release herself, flying straight towards me. Dazed, I stared at her cute face before my gaze shifted downwards and found two barely noticeable rabbits behind her chest. Ehh I mumbled as I shook my head, killing my perverted thoughts. Before long, something heavy crashed upon my body. I fell towards the sandpit with a loud thump, with Fiona sitting on top of me. Her bottom felt quite nice. She was pleasantly plump and considerably large for her age. Nice. Wait, why is that nice?! Hahaha, that was fun! Her sweet voice woke me up. Fiona, that was dangerous! What if you got hurt? Then there would be no juice for you! Her face immediately turned 180. No juice, no good. I could not stand her being sad. What kind of parent would want their child sad? But I am not her parent! Cmon, be a good girl and follow me! Let’s get some juice! Okay! I stood up and brushed the sand off of ourselves. Grabbing her small but comfortable hand, we walked out of the park on a journey to find juice. ’Maybe I should discipline her. Smacking that ass must feel great! NO! I mean, great for her! Obedience!’ An hour later, After chasing Fiona as she tried to pet the dog and almost got run over, we had to, by what I meant to me, apologize to pedestrians for ’not teaching her well’ and for being an ’irresponsible parent.’ We finally made it to the grocery store! Fiona had finally calmed down and was much less energetic than before. I swear, does she have the body of a 9-year-old?! I could barely keep my breath from chasing her! We entered the shop and were greeted by a familiar old face. It was Uncle Ben, who ran the store. His ingredients were always organic and fresh, so I had frequent trips here, especially when I needed money, he even gave hefty discounts! Look who it is, it’s my favorite regular Vincent! And who might this be? Fiona, say hi to Grandpa Ben! He will help us make juice! Hello, grandpa! Well aren’t you the cute little thing! You say you want some juice? Yes! Please! Fiona blushed a bit. We’ll take a bunch of bananas and a 3-pound bag of apples! Of course. I chatted with Uncle Ben for a while. He’s getting quite old and lonely, so I think he’s grateful for the money and company. He mentioned Fiona a few times, asking where she was from. I could only make up a story saying a friend asked to take care of her for a while. Checkout time came. Eh? Where’s my wallet? I cried out, my liver started to hurt! The $30 was important to a man in huge debt! Every penny matters! Did you drop it? Uncle Ben asked with an indifferent tone. I fell at the park, it must’ve dropped there, I said with a sigh. Someone probably took it already... Fiona’s voice brightened the mood. Here! Take this! She grabbed some bills from her huge stash and put it on the counter. I swear to god I felt Uncle Ben glaring at me but it was gone after a moment. ’He probably thinks it’s ridiculous to have a child pay for an adult!’ Uncle Ben returned to smile again. Thank you little Fiona! But Grandpa doesn’t need this much, you can take these back! He placed almost all of the money back, leaving barely 10 yuan. I was speechless. ’Being cute has its advantages!’ I scream inwardly. Instead, I forcefully pushed out a smile and said: Thanks for the discount! to which Uncle Ben returned. I’d never gotten a discount that big before... Shameless old man! Perverted! Pedo! She’s mine! Don’t try to curry favour with her! ’Looks like the rumors about how old men are perverted is true.... ’