My Taboo Harem!-Chapter 328: Spirit Companion

Phei’s jaw tightened.

"I don’t entertain child—"

She giggled—high, bell-like, innocent in tone but dripping with ancient knowing.

"I’m not a child, Master. I’m older than your entire bloodline. Or not." She drifted even closer—close enough that her breasts brushed his chest through the veil, nipples dragging visibly against the fabric. "Point is... this body is just... cute. Small. Perfect for curling up in your lap. For being carried. For being held."

She twirled again—veil lifting high enough to show the smooth black-ice curve of her ass, the shadowed cleft between her thighs glistening with inner frost-light.

"You’re not a creep. You’re my Master. And I’m your element. Your Void-Ice. I exist to serve you. To cool your rage. To freeze your enemies. To... warm your bed... should you ever decide you want me there."

She hovered—wings humming seductively—small hands sliding up her own body again, cupping her breasts, thumbs brushing over the visible peaks.

Phei’s voice dropped colder—flat, unyielding, post-awakening ice.

"Stil...cover. Yourself."

The fairy paused mid-twirl.

Her wings stilled.

For the first time, something like uncertainty flickered in those glacial eyes.

Then she smiled—small, sweet, obedient.

"Yes, Master."

The veil thickened—still transparent in places, still clinging to every exaggerated curve—but now it draped more modestly, falling to her ankles in flowing black-ice layers that shimmered with trapped starlight.

She floated lower—kneeling in mid-air before him, hands folded demurely in her lap, head bowed.

"Better?" she asked—voice still childlike, but softer now. Submissive.

Phei exhaled—slow, controlled.

"Stay like that."

She nodded—once.

And the bathroom—still glittering with the afterimage of frost—felt suddenly smaller.

Colder.

Phei exhaled—slow, controlled, the cold in his chest settling like fresh snow over dying embers.

The fairy floated there—kneeling in mid-air, veiled in her thickened black-ice layers that clung to every exaggerated curve like liquid shadow made sin: full, high breasts straining against the fabric in firm, heavy swells, dark nipples visibly hard and prominent through the semi-transparent frost; tiny waist flaring into rounded hips that swayed with every breath-like flutter of her wings; long, sculpted legs draped in the veil that rode high enough to tease the smooth black-ice thighs beneath, the shadowed cleft between them glistening with inner violet starlight every time she shifted.

He opened his mouth to speak again—voice low, rough, still carrying the edge of his earlier screams—when the pocket door slid open with a soft hiss.

Melissa came in first—long legs eating the distance, leather jacket zipped against the his chill, dark hair still wild from the drive, clearly she hadn’t been able to get enough time to spare for herself to clean up of fix herself up.

Too worried to care about anything but him.

Maddie followed close—petite, bouncy, blonde curls bouncing, eyes wide with that mix of worry and excitement she always wore like armor.

Sierra trailed last—tall, athletic, her usual smirk replaced by something sharper, more protective.

They froze at the threshold.

Phei was in the sunken pool, lips moving silently, eyes fixed on... nothing?

To them, he looked like he was deep in thought—muttering to himself, words too low to catch, gaze locked on empty air. No fairy. No shimmering void-ice figure. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Just Phei, bloody godly handsome... talking to ghosts?

Melissa’s voice cut sharp—worry laced with that possessive edge. "Phei? Who the fuck are you talking to?"

Maddie tilted her head—cute, curious—stepping closer. "You okay? You look like you’re... whispering to the steam or some shit?"

Sierra crossed her arms—lean muscles flexing under her tank—eyes narrowing. "Yeah, honey. You zoning out or what? Lips moving, no sound. Creepy as hell."

Phei blinked—cold void-black sclera eyes snapping back to reality. He realized it then: they couldn’t see her. Couldn’t hear him. His words had been for the fairy alone.

He chuckled softly at them slightly.

He turned his gaze back to her—still kneeling in mid-air, head bowed demurely, wings humming softly, scattering tiny black diamonds that dissolved mid-air.

"Why can’t they see you?" His voice was low, steady—cold post-awakening frost.

The fairy lifted her head—small, cute face beaming with that childlike innocence, void-black eyes (rimmed with glacial blue-white) sparkling with delight. "Only you can see me, Master. As my Spiritual Master—the one who awakened me from prison with your power awakening. Or someone extremely powerful who can bypass me... like, godly-powerful. Others can’t unless you allow it."

Phei’s mind raced—questions piling up like fresh fractures in bone.

Prison? God? Invisible? What the fuck kind of ancient bullshit is this?

But he refrained. Swallowed them down. No weakness. Not now.

"Godly powerful... huh?" He said it aloud—voice flat, cold. He didn’t know what kind of weight that word carried. Didn’t know the depth of the power stirring in his chest. Didn’t even know how much he had.

She nodded—cute, eager—wings fluttering once. "Yes, Master. And so your words won’t be heard by them. It’ll look like you’re just thinking... but with your lips moving. Like a cute little habit~!"

Phei’s jaw tightened—cold but amused, "You mean creepy little habit."

Melissa stepped closer—worry turning to that possessive heat. "Phei? You ignoring us now? Who you talking to?"

He waved them off—casual, cold. "Just thinking. Out loud. Chill, babe."

They exchanged looks—Maddie giggling nervously, Sierra smirking skeptically, Melissa’s eyes narrowing with that dark, hungry concern.

Phei turned back to the fairy—voice low, lips barely moving.

"Do you have access to my memories?"

His novel-addict brain kicked in—flashing through a thousand stories of fairy companions, spirit slaves, bound demons who knew everything about their masters. He couldn’t help wondering.

She nodded—small head bobbing cutely, wings shimmering with delight. "Yes, Master! I know everything. As soon as I appeared while you were sleeping, I absorbed it all—from your childhood, no, from even before the moment you were born, to right now, and everything that’s been happening around you."

Phei’s eyes narrowed—cold amethyst sharpening. "How is that possible? From before I was born? That means you know more than my memories."

She meant she didn’t read his memories but rather watched the story of his life, which also mean she knows now more than he does.

While he knew what he already knows and what he witnessed, she knew everything even beyond his perspective.

She giggled—high, bell-like, innocent but ancient—wings fluttering. "Yes, Master! As your Element, and Companion, I’m supposed to know from the very moment before you were born to currently—and what’s been happening in your vicinity—to better understand and assist you to the best of my abilities. It’s all here~!"

She tapped her tiny temple with a crystalline finger.