From Human to Skeleton: Revived with Infinite System Crystals

Chapter 203: (Filler 2) Todd the Orge,Orc,Goblins Daily Life (Filler 2)

"Another inspection, huh?" Nanako remarked to Todd, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Seems like they find a new reason to visit us every week."

Todd, who had always been kind to Nanako, smiled slightly. "Yeah, keeps us on our toes, doesn't it? How are things on your end?"

Their conversation was light, a brief respite from the tension of the inspection. Nanako, despite her high rank, had always found a semblance of camaraderie with Todd, one of the few guards who treated her with respect despite her appearance.

As the inspection concluded, the inspectors gathered the staff for a briefing. They passed with minimal issues raised, much to everyone's relief. However, the inspectors left them with a foreboding message about the King's plans to invade the other three world districts in the coming year. This news was met with a mix of dread and anticipation among the guards.

After the inspectors departed, the warden, a man known for his corrupt ways, called Todd into his office. He berated Todd for nearly exposing his illicit activities, particularly his secret consumption of human prisoners. The warden's threat was clear – any slip-up could have dire consequences.

Todd, while morally opposed to the warden's actions, had more to worry about than his own safety. His children, held captive as leverage, were always at the forefront of his mind. He had no choice but to play along with the warden's schemes, a fact that weighed heavily on him.

As evening approached, the prison returned to its usual routine. Todd, his shift nearing its end, couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The day's events had brought a stark reminder of the fragile balance he had to maintain – serving a corrupt regime while protecting those he cared about.

Todd's shift at the prison finally came to an end, leaving him exhausted but relieved. As he stepped out of the imposing gates, the weight of the day's events lingered on his shoulders. His thoughts quickly shifted to his children, his primary source of solace in these turbulent times.

Walking through the dimly lit streets, Todd's pace quickened with the thought of seeing his kids. They were too young to understand the complexities of their world, their innocence a stark contrast to the grim reality he faced daily. Their laughter and play were the few moments of genuine happiness in his otherwise fraught existence.

Arriving home, Todd was greeted by the joyful chirps of his children. They were spitting images of him, albeit much smaller and unaware of the darker aspects of their world. He spent the evening playing and laughing with them, a brief escape from the harshness of his life as a jail guard. As bedtime approached, he tucked them in, their tiny faces glowing with the blissful ignorance of childhood.

Once assured of their safety and slumber, Todd slipped away into the cool night. The streets were quiet, the silence only broken by the distant sounds of the nocturnal city. He made his way to a secluded tea shop, a known rendezvous point for those involved in the resistance against the Yami King.

Inside, he found Kieko waiting for him. Her presence was a comforting sight amidst the chaos of his life. They exchanged knowing looks, a silent acknowledgment of the risks they were taking.

Seated in a dimly lit corner of the tea shop, they leaned close, speaking in hushed tones about the resistance's next moves. Todd listened intently as Kieko detailed their plans, her voice steady despite the dangers they faced.

The conversation eventually drifted to the rumors of strange events in other districts, information that Nanako had mentioned to Todd earlier. They pondered the implications, aware that any disturbance could impact their own plans.

In the quiet ambiance of the tea shop, Todd and Kieko's intimate moment was marked by a deep understanding and adaptation to their physical differences. Todd, being a large, orc-like figure, towered over Kieko, whose human stature was much smaller in comparison. Yet, in the gentle candlelight of the room, these differences faded into insignificance as they found comfort in each other's embrace.

Their connection transcended mere physicality. It was a dance of mutual respect and care, as they navigated their size difference with a tenderness that spoke volumes of their bond. Kieko, with her human fragility, was mindful of Todd's imposing strength, while Todd, aware of his size, moved with a carefulness that was both touching and loving.

The positions they chose reflected their deep understanding of each other's bodies. Todd was always cautious, ensuring Kieko's comfort and safety, while Kieko, in turn, guided him with gentle assurance. Their movements were harmonious, a testament to the time they had spent learning and adapting to each other.

In the aftermath, the evidence of their love was visible in the most subtle ways – the faint marks on Kieko's skin where Todd had held her a bit too tightly, quickly fading under her touch. These were not marks of discomfort but rather symbols of their intense connection, each one a reminder of the passion they shared.

As they lay together, their bodies entwined in the afterglow of their union, there was a sense of completeness. The size difference, which might have seemed a challenge to others, was for them a unique aspect of their relationship, one they embraced wholeheartedly.

Their moment of intimacy in the tea shop was not just a physical union but a reaffirmation of their emotional and spiritual connection, a rare oasis of love and understanding in a world filled with conflict and uncertainty.

Before parting, Kieko handed Todd a sealed scroll. "The future plans," she whispered. Todd nodded, understanding the weight of the document he now held. It was a tangible symbol of their hope and determination to bring change.

As they said their goodbyes, Todd stepped back into the night, the scroll securely tucked away. He felt a renewed sense of purpose, fueled by the love and support of Kieko and the innocent faces of his children, sleeping peacefully, unaware of the burdens their father carried for their sake.

For this was just another day in the Life of Todd the Green Orge,Orc,Goblin