Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 76: An Unexpected Lesson in Vulnerability

"Of course, Damien, if you truly want to go through with this, I will respect your wishes," Theo said gently.

Damien hugged Theo tightly once more before stepping forward to stand in front of the attendants.

His mind was made up.

Looking back on it now, Damien couldn’t help but think how ridiculous it had been to resist something so trivial.

"I’m sorry. I panicked because I was embarrassed," he said, though he didn’t bow his head.

He knew that if he, their master, bowed his head in such a situation, it would have made things even more complicated for them.

"Alright then! Strip me bare to your heart’s content!" Damien spread his arms wide with a big smile on his face.

He was confident in his ability to force a smile, but the four attendants just stood there, staring blankly at him.

Did... did that miss the mark?

...

The four of them remained frozen, still gaping in shock. The first to recover, surprisingly, was Leonide, who had been on the verge of tears. He sniffed once, wiped the tears threatening to spill from his eyes, composed himself, and approached Damien.

Kneeling in front of him, Leonide reached for the waistband of Damien’s shorts.

"Huh? You’re starting from there?" Damien blurted out, surprised. He had planned to endure the embarrassment silently, but Leonide’s actions caught him off guard.

Leonide froze, his hands still gripping Damien’s shorts, and looked up at him. His eyes filled with tears again.

Oh no, here come the tears...

"It’s okay! Really! Starting from the bottom is totally normal, so don’t worry about it!" Damien hurried to reassure him.

Leonide, reassured by Damien’s words, seemed to regain his composure. His face, no longer trying to maintain a calm expression, showed a faint relief as he looked down and focused. With newfound determination, Leonide tugged Damien’s shorts down with force.

Swish!

Smack.

The suddenness of the motion caused not only the shorts but also Damien’s underwear to come down, and in the process, his privates accidentally brushed against Leonide’s cheek.

"S-s-s-sorry!!" Leonide stammered, his face turning bright red.

"It’s fine, really. Don’t worry about it," Damien said, forcing a smile as he tried to console Leonide, who was still kneeling in front of him, apologizing profusely.

Though the situation was mortifying, Damien decided to pretend it didn’t bother him. He lifted one foot to step out of the shorts and underwear.

Smack.

As he raised his leg, his privates inadvertently bumped against Leonide’s cheek again.

This time, Leonide said nothing. His face was beet red, frozen in place from embarrassment.

Damien ignored the situation, lifting his other foot out of the shorts.

Smack.

This time, his privates brushed against Leonide’s forehead.

Damien couldn’t help but think, Isn’t he kneeling a bit too close?

Finally, Leonide managed to fold the shorts and underwear with trembling hands, then stood up. His face was still flushed, his head bowed, and his expression clearly said, I really messed up...

No need to ask Theo, this would definitely be considered a failure.

But Damien reminded himself that, at the end of the day, Leonide was his servant. If Damien said it was fine, then it was fine... right?

"Leonide, you did well," Damien said after a brief moment of thought, reaching out to pat Leonide on the head.

This time, it wasn’t an accidental gesture.

To be honest, Damien had no idea what the proper response was as a master in such situations. Even if he were to scold Leonide, he didn’t know the right way to do it, so he figured it was better to offer praise.

You managed to get through it! Good job! I’ll ask Theo to help you with the improvement points later!

This was the best Damien could manage as a master at the moment. It wasn’t ideal, but Leonide’s relieved expression as he leaned into the head pat showed that he appreciated the gesture.

If he could at least reassure Leonide, then that was enough for now.

After patting him for a while and seeing the tears subside, Damien turned his attention to the next servant, Lysander, the red-haired boy with red ears and a red tail.

"Alright, your turn, Lysander."

"Next up, Lysander, take off my jacket," Damien instructed.

"Y-yes!" Lysander, with careful hands, began unbuttoning Damien’s jacket and helped him out of it.

He didn’t have the composure to maintain a neutral face, looking rather tense, but he managed to remove the jacket without any issues.

"Good job, Lysander," Damien said, patting his head just like he had done with Leonide. Damien hesitated for a moment but decided it was better not to treat them differently.

Although Lysander seemed a bit taller than Leonide, he was beaming happily, so it seemed fine.

"Next, Lucian. Help me with the shirt," Damien continued.

"Yes," Lucian, the black-haired, black-eared, and black-tailed servant, seemed calmer now after watching the others. He approached Damien with a composed look and began removing his shirt, sliding it off one arm at a time.

Everything was going smoothly until Lucian leaned in to pull the shirt over Damien’s head.

Slip.

"Ah!" Damien gasped as his private parts brushed against Lucian’s pants, the tip grazing it ever so slightly. It sent a strange sensation through Damien, making him unintentionally let out a small sound.

I knew I should have kept my underwear on longer, Damien thought.

Lucian, startled, rushed to pull the shirt off quickly, which ended up getting caught around Damien’s neck. In his panic, Lucian almost kneed Damien in a rather sensitive area as he fumbled, causing a complete mess of the situation.

When the shirt was finally removed, Damien’s hair was completely disheveled.

Lucian, who had started with such composure, now looked tearful.

"It’s okay! You did well, Lucian," Damien said quickly, reaching out to pat Lucian’s head. There was no hesitation this time. He had to calm him down before the tears fell.

Once Lucian seemed more settled, Damien took a moment to think. The last one remaining was Lorenzo, the smallest of them, with gray hair, gray ears, and a gray tail. But by now, Damien was already completely naked.

What should he do?