After Buying a Lame Breeding Stallion

Seme-focused, Western fantasy, farming, hurt/comfort

I'm a new writer. If I don't mess it up, this will be a simple story about redemption and farming.

Both the seme and uke have sexual experience before the story, but none afterward.

Cover art courtesy of my dear friend fafa~

Everyone knows a horse with a lame leg can only be sold for meat.

But May, a novice farmer just arrived in town, brings home a lame studhorse, saying he'll cure it.

The residents of White River Valley look at their young new neighbor and shake their heads in unison.

A child that naive won't last through the winter in White River Valley.

He's too young, with no experience, yet he's dared to rent land bordering a magical forest.

He's too weak and skinny to manage the backbreaking farm work alone.

He's too kind. Sooner or later, the things in the forest will suck him dry, down to the last bit of value.

No one believes he'll stick it out.

Then winter passes.

May hasn't just stayed; he's living remarkably well.

The bear beastman secretly brings him jars of honey.

A dwarf gifts him a fine pot cast from pure iron.

A witch hunts down ancient books and medicinal herbs for him.

Even the lame horse is getting better by the day, plowing fields and hauling goods as if it had never been injured.

Later, the lame horse disappears.

In May's place is a tall, handsome blond man.

White River Valley is isolated, and its residents don't know that the man's face is identical to that of the Temple's Knight Commander, who mysteriously disappeared several years ago.

The magic of the continent of Aethraland ebbs and flows like the tides.

The winters when magic falls silent are a severe trial for all living creatures who depend on it.

This year, though, things seem to be taking a turn for the better.

All the poor souls with nowhere else to go know they can head to the edge of the forest and knock on the wooden door of the little house closest to the woods.

Inside lives a kind, good-looking human who is always willing to lend a hand.

The only thing they have to put up with is the icy glare of the centaur gentleman at his side.

Novice farmer × Former Knight Commander of the Temple

Ordinary human who transmigrated here × Half-centaur, half-elf

Bighearted savior × Saved man who tries to monopolize his love

Theme: Home is wherever my heart finds peace