Chapter 208 Goddess of Salvation

Hermit's exhaustion finally caught up with him, and he drifted off to sleep, nestled on top of his beloved soft pillow covered with a cozy blanket. 

The tranquil hours of the night had drifted by, and Hermit had found solace in the embrace of the soft pillow and warm blanket. He had nestled into his tiny sanctuary, cocooned in the security of his newfound treasures, notebook lay beside him.

Morning arrived with a gentle touch of sunlight filtering through the cracks beneath Suzuka's bed. Hermit stirred, his tiny form stretching out, feeling rejuvenated after a restful night's sleep. He yawned with an almost comically large mouth, causing his jaw to pop in a tiny, adorable fashion. As he stretched and rubbed his eyes, he noticed that Suzuka was already up and about, she was in the middle of getting dressed for the day.

As Suzuka began to change her clothes, Hermit quickly retreated beneath his warm sanctuary, taking refuge under the blanket. His curiosity, however, got the better of him, and he peered out from a tiny gap, his eyes darting as he observed Suzuka with awe.

In the privacy of this moment, he marveled at every alluring curve of her body, her flawless skin bathed in soft light. His admiration, though intense, was pure and devoid of any perverse intentions. To Hermit, Suzuka was not just a master; she was the epitome of ultimate beauty and power, a figure of reverence and devotion.

In his goblin eyes, Suzuka was like a goddess, one who had brought him and his kin the promise of salvation. As he watched her, his heart raced with anticipation. He couldn't predict her reaction if she were to catch him peeking at her while she changed her lingerie.

As he watched, Hermit couldn't help but be captivated by the allure of Suzuka's form. Her curves, every elegant line of her body, and her flawless skin fascinated him. His small, goblin heart raced with a mixture of emotions, unsure of how to process what he was witnessing.

Hermit was overwhelmed by a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. He realized he had ventured into uncharted territory, and the consequences of his actions were uncertain.

Desperation tugged at him, urging him to hide beneath the blanket once more, to disappear from the sight of his master. The tiny goblin, trapped between curiosity and regret, made a swift decision. He ducked back beneath the blanket, hiding his tiny frame and concealing himself from Suzuka's view, peering out from the safety of his tiny gap with bated breath.

Hermit whispered to himself, "Oh Master. You are our goddess. Our salvation. Our protector. I hope you will not betray us."

Then, as if to scold himself for any hint of doubt, Hermit stirred and lightly slapped his own face, whispering, "Stupid goblin! Do not doubt the goddess! She promised! And promises are not to be broken, no matter what! Stupid, stupid Hermit, never doubt Master Helen!"

Under the blanket, Hermit's devotion and faith in his master burned like an unwavering flame. Suzuka was more than just a protector; she was a symbol of hope, a source of light in the darkness that goblins like him had never imagined. And he was determined to remain true to his trust in her, for he believed that in Suzuka's presence, salvation and a brighter future lay waiting for his kind.

Suzuka finished changing and, with a playful tone, called out, "Hermit! Oh, Hermit! In what hole did you hide? You better not be sleeping in my undies drawer, or I will-"

Before she could finish her warning, Hermit's voice called out from under the bed, interrupting her, "Master! Hermit is here. Under the bed. In my secret goblin cave!"

Suzuka crouched down and peered under the bed, her face framed by a cascade of dark hair. 

"What are you doing down there? It's all dusty and dirty. I told you last time to sleep in the corner."

Hermit argued, "Master! Under the bed is better. It's like a palace here, a goblin castle, a sanctuary. Hermit's secret cave. More fun."

Suzuka sighed, clearly used to Hermit's nonsense.

 "Okay, whatever, just do not touch my toys. And get out of there already; we need to go meet Larry."

Hermit meekly muttered, "Nu-uh! N-no! Hermit wants to sleep on a cozy pillow."

With a sly grin, Suzuka decided to employ a little trick.

 "Hey, Hermit, can you show me your arm?"

Hermit hesitantly peeked his arm from under the bed and asked, "Yes, master, what is it? Is something wrong with my arm?"

With a swift motion, Suzuka snatched his tiny arm and pulled him out from under the bed.

 "Get your little green butt ready! No time for your games, Hermit. We are going, now!"

The goblin let out a series of high-pitched screeches, "Wreee! Reee!" tapping Suzuka's fingers with his tiny palm in a desperate plea.

 "Master! Please! Unhand Hermit! Unhand! Please! Hermit does not want to go outside! Bad people! Bad! Hermit will be hurt! Hurt again! Humiliated! Violated again! No go! No go! Hermit will not go! Town scary! Town danger! Under the bed safe! Warm and fun!"

In a desperate attempt to avoid leaving his cozy hideaway, Hermit started to lick Suzuka's hand with his elongated tongue, an act of desperation. It was, oddly enough, very effective, and Suzuka let go of the goblin out of disgust. The goblin seized the opportunity and leaped, wrapping himself around the leg of the bed, screeching, "Hermit will not go outside! Hermit wants to stay here! Under the bed! Where it's warm and cozy! Not in town!"

Suzuka, now thoroughly irritated by the goblin and his usual exaggerated drama, grabbed him by his ears and pulled, her patience running thin. 

"Let go of the bed and go get dressed! We are going, and that is the final word!"

Hermit's ears stretched like rubber bands as he screeched in pain, "Wreeee! My ears! Reeee! Not my ears! Wreeee!"

In fear of accidentally ripping off his ears, Suzuka let go, and the goblin's rubbery ears snapped back, slapping Hermit on his back with a painful clap. The goblin, his back stinging and ears throbbing, reluctantly let go of the bed. He started running laps in circles around the room, rubbing his aching back while screaming, "Wreee! Reeee! It burns! It burns! Wreee! Why hurt me so?! Wreeee!"

Then, with a dramatic leap, he dove headfirst under the bed, sliding on his belly and kicking his tiny legs in the air as he clumsily crawled deeper into his beloved sanctuary.

Suzuka stood there, her frustration and irritation building as she watched Hermit's dramatic antics. She clenched her fist, her temples throbbing, and through gritted teeth, she whispered to herself, "Oh, this damn goblin! Grrrrr!"

Every fiber of her being urged her to snap at the irritating goblin, flip the bed, and give him a stern spanking. But in that moment, she took a deep breath, her anger giving way to a sense of understanding and compassion. She realized that Hermit's fears were real, and the outside world was a terrifying place for a tiny goblin.

Suzuka knelt down, her voice gentle and understanding. She reached out, her hand hovering near the goblin's hiding place, and began to speak with the warmth of good intentions.

"Hermit," she said softly, her voice filled with empathy, "I know that the outside world can be scary. It's big, loud, and unpredictable, and I can't imagine how it must feel for someone as small as you. But you know, sometimes, we have to face our fears, even if it scares us."

She continued, "Besides, today, we're going to meet Larry, and he's our friend. He won't hurt you. In fact, he's excited to see you. Think of it as an adventure. We'll go outside, meet our friend, and come back to your cozy sanctuary under the bed when it's all done. You'll see, it won't be as scary as you think, and you might even enjoy it." she suggested with a smile.

Suzuka extended her hand a little closer, ready to coax the goblin out gently.

 "Come on, Hermit. Let's face this adventure together. You and me. I won't force you if you're truly not ready, but I hope you can trust me, and maybe we can take small steps together. You don't have to face this alone, and I'll always be right here by your side, watching over you. What do you say, Hermit? Will you give it a try, for me?"

Hermit, still clutching at the warmth of his sanctuary, mumbled desperately, "No, no, no. Hermit stays here. Under the bed. Outside bad! Scary! Here safe! Soft and warm! Will not go! Will not!"

Suzuka snapped and grabbed onto Hermit's leg, shouting, "That's it! No more nice act! If you don't want to come out the nice way, I will make you! Come out, now!"

 She tightened her grip and firmly tugged at Hermit's legs, pulling him out from under the bed. Hermit's tiny fingers left marks on the floorboards as he resisted, his grip like that of a drowning soul clutching to its last lifeline. 

"Wreee! Master, no! Hermit is terrified! Reeeee! The outside world is a realm of fear, cold, and peril. Hermit yearns to remain here, where it's safe and delightful!"

Suzuka pulled the goblin out from under the bed and swiftly bent him over her knee, her voice sharp and commanding.

 "Do I have to punish you every time so that you would listen to what I say to you?! Hmmm!? Do I?!"

Then came the resounding clap, a thunderous spank delivered with a force that sent shockwaves throughout the room. The earth seemed to shake, the walls trembled, and even passersby outside the building lost their balance as the ground seemed to convulse from the imaginary shockwave that Hermit's dramatic mind conjured. In reality, Suzuka merely clapped her own thigh to startle the goblin.

Hermit whimpered and pleaded, "Master! Reeeeee! Enough! Enough! It hurts! It burns! Eeeeek! My little butt will fall off! Mercy! I will go! I will! I will! No more claps! No more slaps! No more punishment! Hermit will go! Will go! Wreeeee!"

Suzuka, now rolling her eyes at Hermit's excessive theatrics, released her hold on him. The goblin tumbled to the ground, sprawling on the floor. His tiny chest heaved with fear and exhaustion, and his tiny fingers clutched his butt cheeks, a dramatic end to his resistance.