500th Time Reborn, A World Only Known By Women: The Karma System

I peeked into the oven, but there was still a good amount of time left for it to cook.

"What took you two so long in there?!" Wispy asked, and I turned back about to say a stupid line that might say to a child, but stopped myself.

Thankfully, sort of, I didn't have to answer.

"Couldn't you hear her moaning? Trina probably wanted to taste more of the icing on that growth of hers! I would like to see how you use that thing. It has me beyond curious, not that I think you want any of this rack of bones and skin!" Brinda laughed, and Wispy's face turned beet red.

"S-So y-y-you t-two d-did… a m-mating r-ritual?!" Wispy sputtered out, and I frowned.

"You are like sixty some years old! What is with the red face and stuttering?" I asked, and Brinda burst out laughing, but yelped when Porsha pinched the back of her arm.

"Don't be like that, Brinda! Dwarfs are a very long lived race, and they mature at different rates then what a human does. Wispy is probably only twenty, but most Dwarfs aren't allowed to do the mating ritual before one hundred. Goldy is pretty strict with that, among other things from what I have heard. There is a lot that goes on inside the mountain that never leaves, right little one?" Porsha explained, and Wispy nodded, starting to get herself under control.

"It's not that we don't play before that, I just never have. Being a spy means that you don't have friends, because you might be asked to spy on them, and you can't be subjective in my line of work. The reason when Goldy doesn't want us to have children early, is so we can get established first. Still, most Dwarfs are forced together to do the mating ritual, and then the kids are centered in the Care Caves," Wispy explained, and I nodded.

"That is very interesting, but it fits my image of Dwarfs. I am sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable," I said, but Wispy put her hands up, shaking them.

"No! I don't mind. It's not like I have never wanted to, but spy," Wispy said, turning red again, looking away.

She was cute, and I would have to put her one the list of things to do, but that would be for the distant future. I wasn't even sure if it was possible for Wispy to do that, but she was not lacking in the parts that made her a cute very short woman.

Wispy had long brown hair, purple eyes like Gwenth, but she had a more plain look. I think that was only because she wore no make-up, unlike Gwenth, who did seem to wear some.

The rest of her from the neck down outclassed Gwenth quite a bit.

Wispy had at least c-cup breasts, a round handful of ass in each cheek, and a petite waist. The only thing was that she was just under four foot six, but this was a thought for another time.

"Alright, I am going to check on the others. Wispy, you can help Trina for now if she needs anything," I said, about to walk out of the room, but I stopped at the door, turning back to Trina. "Which way did they go?"

After getting directions, I headed up to the second floor to the far west hallway that led to a room above the one that I had sat in with Lady Katarina. I was curious to how Eliza's day had gone in class, but I was getting worried as I got closer to the place all six girls were supposed to be.

There was no sound until I almost turned the corner to the hallway, but that was only the sounds of brooms and mops.

That made me feel better, but I still couldn't figure out why they were all being quiet. I made sure to be completely silent as I walked so I could see the situation before they could change with moods.

People in general like to act differently around certain people, and it made it hard to read them. This was my reason for wanting my own spy because I had no reason to trust anyone, even Eliza.

Coming around the corner, Breya was standing on one side of the wall scowling at the undead. Eliza was scowling at Breya, and Senna was watching between everyone.

"You can cut the tension with a knife in here!" I laughed overly loud, scaring the shit out of everyone.

Poor Eliza looked like she was trying to jump out of her skin as she cleared nearly two feet when she jumped. Claire, Asha, and Seraphina all ended up falling, and I did feel bad, but the look Breya gave me was priceless.

"Was that necessary?!" Breya demanded as her wide eyed expression relaxed back into her scowl, and her wings dispersed.

"No, but your face is something that I will never forget!" I laughed, and walked into the long hall and over to the girls to help them up. "Sorry for that, it was just really quiet!"

Unfortunately, my bright smile was not how I felt, and I was not impressed by what I had seen. I had asked Breya to set an example for Claire, but here she was doing exactly what I had told her to make sure Claire didn't do.

After getting the three back on their feet, I turned around and narrowed my eyes on Breya, who flinched.

"What?!"

"What is exactly what I would like to know? What were you glaring at the undead for? Just to make them uncomfortable? Seriously, this isn't some game. If you can't listen to a simple request, take a hike after this. I really like you, but you are putting your own feelings before a job that I gave you with an offer of a reward," I explained harshly, and then pointed my thumb at the girls behind me. "Unlike them, you had a choice if you wanted to do this job. If you plan to do work for me, then I expect you to do the job exactly how I say, not how you feel. Whether I pay in money or food, you agreed to it."

There was a moment of silence, and Breya bowed.

"I don't think you understand the history of Angel's and Undead, but I understand your point. You asked me to set an example for Claire, and I am doing what you asked me not to. I am sorry, but I will step away for today, I think. It seems I have pressed too many buttons with you today," Breya said as she straightened and started to walk away.