A few days before the Spirit Festival, "huts" carrying a large number of children from the Private Polka Academy take to the skies. Aside...

Tark is about as hot as Polka is in the summer, even in the middle of winter. Since Polka's temperatures are mild enough that long sleeves ...

This takes place about ten years after the epilogue of volumes 1 and 2. Andy is 40. Elenia stopped calling me "Dad" right after her thi...

"A new festival?" "Yes. I'd like your cooperation." The baron, scratching at his now completely white head—having given up dyeing it...

Having too many kids is a common problem in the countryside. With no real entertainment around, sex with my wife is pretty much all I l...

Around Basson, they were still debating sleeve lengths, but in Polka, winter had already arrived. The coniferous forests clung to snow, and ...

A few days before the Spirit Festival, a "cabin" loaded with kids from Private Polka Academy will take off. Besides my "fuck room," it’...

Tark is hot enough in winter to feel like summer, at least by Polka standards. Polka’s summers are cool enough that long sleeves aren’t m...

About ten years after the epilogue of parts 1 and 2. Andy is now forty. Erenia stopped calling me "Papa" on her thirteenth birthday. Why? W...

“A new festival?” “Indeed. I hope you’ll help me with this.” It was late spring when the baron approached me, scratching his head that had g...