[New festival?]
[Mm. I’d really like your help.]
It was an early summer evening when the Baron came to me for advice, scratching his head, which had recently given up dyeing and had turned completely white.
[Are you going to increase it again?]
[As a polka, there won’t be that many even now.]
[… Oh, no. For polka alone, it’s only the New Year Festival, Spring Festival, and Harvest Festival.]
I’ll count on my fingers.
I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to do it, but I’m sure I’ll be able to do it.
Also, the Elven Spirit Temple has a unique 100,000-day calendar, and sometimes there’s a festival with weird timing, so I get called in unexpectedly. Because of this, my schedule often gets thrown off and I get angry with Tetes.
I’ve been going to a lot of festivals all the time, so my senses have been going crazy.
[I know you’re busy, but… I know you’re busy, but if you give me a call, the elves will move, and through Diane-dono, we can get the word out to the Celestials.]
[Yes. Well, that’s all well and good, but what kind of festival are you having?]
[It’s an art festival.]
[… geh, geh, arts festival?]
[Mm-hmm. I’d love to make it a success.]
Currently, an artist circle is being formed in Polka, with Gloria and Lanz at the center.
When Gort got married and became a family man, Lantz became an apprentice to Gloria-san some years ago.
He was blessed with a good teacher, and with the help of his innate concentration and understanding of the female body, he is now energetically drawing original erotic picture scrolls that are as good as his real work.
Seeing this, some young people from the former Carlowin residents of the Grange began to aspire to become painters, and even Diane’s brother, that acrobatic sculptor Julio, and the plastic artists from the northern forest naturally gathered together, and artworks were multiplying one after another in some districts.
And the Baron, who had supported Lanz as a patron since he first started painting, had built galleries to house these works of art, but since it was Gloria and Lanz, the collection was mostly nudes. However, since it was Gloria and Lantz, most of the works in their collection were nudes, so it wasn’t something I could really recommend.
However, they thought that it would be a good idea to promote it together with other sculptures and convey the excellence of Lantz’s works to the public. … They felt that tradition was becoming lighter and lighter with the diversity of cultures.
It is certainly a waste of time for only a few people to enjoy them. The area where the studio is located is truly a different world, with sculptures and murals lining the streets, and the scenery is so spectacular that it’s hard to believe that it’s just a hobby for volunteers in the countryside. The gallery was even more amazing, and I couldn’t believe that they were just displaying the paintings that Gloria and her brother had done, with no particular price tag.
Gloria has no desire for honor since she’s no longer in need of a living since she became my slave, and she’s been painting slowly, motivated by the fact that I, Lanz, the Baron, and old Harry would be delighted if she painted them.
He has been blessed with a child, though it was much too late for the frequency, and seems to be happy to have disciples from the Grange and the North Woods, but the Baron seems to have decided that this is not enough.
[He’s going to hold a new art festival in early autumn. I’d like to be a part of it.]
Night.
[Back at the Vapor Palace, I talk about this with the girls gathered in the dining room.
Some of the girls are wearing slave-collars, some are dragons, some are cats and beasts just for fun, some are prostitutes from the Cosmos Bookshop, and some are elven women from the north woods.
The rule of free undress inside the palace was mainly for the blue dragons and some of the female slaves who had opened their eyes to the habit of undressing, but except for the elven women who were not used to undressing and those who frequently went in and out of the palace, more than half of the girls were basically naked all day long.
[Then what do you do? Do you stand next to the painting and say, “I’m a model?”]
[No, well, that would be very effective in a way, but that’s not the point.]
While feeding her two daughters, Cosmos-san said something bold and easy-going. In fact, there are quite a few pictures that Lanz has drawn using Cosmos, Hilda, and Lila as models.
But while that’s exciting for the viewer, it’s not exactly the same thing. As for the excitement of the art festival.
[There are a number of kids who come to the Palace, you know. I think it would be a good idea to have some kind of amateur competition among them.]
[Aren’t you going to do that in town?]
[They do, but they don’t seem to be able to get enough people.]
Canvas, paints, brushes, and other art materials are not easy to come by. Painting a picture is a hurdle for a family of novices.
But in this palace, such tools are readily available and can be shared, and it’s easy to get them from the city using the dragons. It doesn’t have to be a painting, it can be a statue, and Jeanne and I can prepare the tools for that.
[Gloria said she’d be happy to teach beginners, so if you’re interested, please give it a try.]
[Do you have any rewards?]
Oregano raises his hand and asks a question. Laurie and her son are next to him. And naked, of course.
[The reward is … uh, what should I do?]
I scratch my head and think for a bit.
And then.
[…This is the participation prize. One Andy coin. Everyone gets one.]
I popped it with my finger.
It’s a [Reward Ticket] made by imitating [Isabelle Coin] from Cosmos Bookstore. If you use it, you can request a handmade gift from me, or ask the dragon to take you wherever you want.
There was no … way to get a dragon to take me anywhere at first, but Emma came up with the idea and adopted it in order to ease my burden. The rate of use is … not very high, but sometimes it happens. The one I use the most is Naris.
[I’ve been using it for a few years now. A date tends to turn into sex right away, but if I’m spending time aimlessly, we tend to get together at some point and have a group play, so being able to unapologetically demand Time-Man sex is a very rare right now.
It’s a very rare right now, to be able to demand that a girl who is not a slave be fucked in a tight maneuver.
I’ve been working hard with Hilda, Cosmos, and Gloria every night for more than ten years, and my skills have improved. I’m sure you’ll agree.
[So, if I win a prize, I’ll go to … and see what I can do. Anyway, I’ll make something special.]
I thought this would not motivate them, but the girls were all excited.
I wonder if I’m that highly regarded. And as a craftsman.
I thought it was …
[If you win the … prize, can we have a … serious baby, okay?]
I’m not sure what to make of that. I’m not sure what to do.
[…I’ll take that into account, but we usually do that, right?]
[More like, don’t just fuck me a couple times and be done with it, but fuck me dozens of times until I’m impregnated.]
[… okay but] At a time when people around Basson are still wondering about the length of their sleeves, Polka is already a winter landscape.
The coniferous forests are covered with snow, and the grasslands turn into a white desert.
When I was a child, I used to cry for no reason at the sight of such a lonely scene. It was a misunderstanding or a fantasy that the world had become a colorless … world.
When you are a child with little life, even tomorrow seems far away. Next spring is so far in the future that I wonder if it will really come.
No matter how much my parents told me that the world would turn green again in the spring, it seemed so far away that I could never reach it.
When I mentioned … to Angelos, he said, “That’s how the world looks from the countryside, isn’t it? He said that because he grew up in the city, there are so many different kinds of things to visit every day that he doesn’t understand why people despair of snowy landscapes so much.
Everyone else is from places where there’s not much snow, or in the ancient wards of the forest where winter never comes in the first place, so the only people who sympathized with me were Neiya and Johnny. Kiel is an idiot, so he ended up with [what the hell].
When I asked the kids about it, they said they didn’t understand the [the world has all gone white] kind of worldview I felt in the first place.
[We can go to Celesta and other places in winter if we get a ride from a dragon, and it’s always the same over there.]
[I’m looking forward to staying in Tark for the Spirit Festival]
[It’s nice, isn’t it, Tark? I can’t wait to go to Cosmos Mom’s place too…]
Peter is puzzled by Elenia. Claudio is still an angel.
But well, it’s interesting to think that thanks to the dragons, the scale of life is different from the beginning.
By the way, it’s customary for all the dragons to send the children gathered in Polka to Tark for the Spirit Festival, and everyone enjoys the onyx party. Once that’s done, they come right back to Polka for the New Year’s Festival.
In the children’s minds, Tarc’s Spirit Festival is an entertainment trip, and Polka’s New Year’s Festival is like a presentation …
In fact, the Onyx family is spoiled by our children. In addition to eating as much food as they want at the big party, they also give us presents and pocket money. Not only the kids who have Minister Ashton’s blood, but also the half-cats, half-white elves, and of course the kids of Cosmos’ prostitute and Peter.
In the event that you’ve got a lot more than one hundred people, you might want to start thinking about whether or not you’ll be bothering them.
But every time you look at my face, don’t say, “If you touch my daughter, no matter how angry Nancy gets, I’ll definitely cut you off! Please don’t say that. You say it so often that the kids are copying you. Also, your daughter is only 5 years old and it’s too early for her.
Speaking of children who don’t get involved in these events, the children of Tethys are the ones who tend to do so because of where they live.
They are twins, with Sonia as the older sister and Tyrus as the younger. The younger brother, in particular, is expected to be the next Marquis Buster, and is doted on by his grandfather, Master Eagle.
[Long time no see, father.]
[Ah, it’s been two months]
He regularly goes to the Marquis Buster’s residence in Rennest to see his sisters and brothers.
Most of the other children live in Polka, and come winter, they come to Polka Academy anyway and see them every day. But this is not the case with this sister and brother.
But even if I took them, I couldn’t make them live a better life than the noble life here, and I heard that Tetes is a brilliant socialite as the Marquis of Buster when he’s here, so I don’t think it’s a good idea to put too much truth about the mother on the children.
But I’m wondering if this kind of life is right for a father. … I’m wondering if this kind of life is right for a father. … I’m wondering if this kind of life is right for a father.
I think that love is the most important thing. I’m not sure if it’s love, but in my case. I’ve got over 200 kids. You’ll be able to find a lot of people who are interested in this sort of thing.
Though troubled, the sisters are growing up as noblemen and as intelligent as the children of Tethys.
[Father. I have a question for you today.]
[what? I mean, you’re my child, so don’t preface it, just ask me normally.]
[Ha. Actually, … I visited the Gauntlet Knights’ choke point the other day with your mother.]
Tirus shakes his hair, which is neatly cut like a little boy, and makes a strange expression.
[Grand Knight Ferrios collapsed as soon as he saw me. … It seems that it was my fault, so Mother and Knight Commander Belga isolated me in a separate room. After a while, I was released.]
[… yeah]
[It seems to be something related to your father. … I asked your mother, but she didn’t have a clue.]
[… That’s because, Tirus. I think it’s because you’re like me.]
[Ha. I’ve been told that a lot.]
If you dressed me up as a nobleman when I was a kid, I’d be Tyrus. That’s how much Tyrus looks like me, I can assure you.
I’m not sure what to make of this, but I’m sure it’s a good idea.
[I’m not sure what to make of this.]
[… I try to be a little more … like this when I meet him, but I think it’s because seeing you was a surprise.]
I look away from him. Ferios will turn into Black Ferios if he must be in the same room with me. He doesn’t attack me, as expected, but he puts on a mask and insists that he’s a different person.
He’s already the first Gold Arm, so it’s time for him to stop acting strange. I mean, every time I see Mr. Alex (former Sir Buster), he asks me if I can do something about that. I really don’t care if he says it to me.
[Sorry, …, even though the resemblance is not your fault.]
The first Gold Arm is a national hero.
I can’t even talk to such a person. It’s not a good feeling.
[… But my mother and Sonia always tell me that they are glad that I look like my father.]
[That’s the one, that one]
[…?]
[I think it’s the hair …]
[… Yes, that’s right. That’s a relief.]
Sir Maebuster’s hairline finally went to the back of his head, which he had magically grown back at one point, but gave up on the hair transplant when the Queen told him that it was [something different].
I’m sure even a twelve-year-old would shudder at the thought of that bloodline.
Of course, I still don’t know if the similarity in facial features extends to the nature of the hair on his head. It’s also possible that I’m the only buster in the family.
Don’t be careless, son. I’m sure you can handle it when you come to Polka.
Sonja doesn’t look like me at all.
Her delicate light blonde hair is curly at the tips, her eyelashes are long and her chin is thin, and her well-shaped face is that of a noblewoman. Her face looks like a noblewoman’s. She looks good in any of the overly decorated noblewoman’s clothes.
She and Tyrus are twins, but strangely enough, she does not look like Tethys either. According to Tetes, she looks like her mother.
At times like this, I wonder if it’s really my child. But my twin brother looks so much like me that there’s no way to doubt it.
I’m not sure what to make of this, but I think it’s a good idea.
I’m sure you’ll be able to understand why.
[Dad, you’re here.]
[Yeah, you said you were coming. … I mean, where the hell have you been?]
[Gauntlet Knights training camp!]
[… Didn’t Grandpa Eagle forbid you to do that? He said it would scar my face.]
[Hey, hey, hey. Mom also said, “You can heal from any injury by going to Polka, so take the plunge.”]
[… Do you want to join the Gauntlet Knights, you?]
[Hmm, nothing? It’s just that sword fighting is fun. I’m almost ready to take one from Belga-san.]
[… No, yeah. It’s great, but I can see why you’d be upset if you got seriously hurt.]
Belga, are you sure you’re going to be able to get one from my 12 year old? You’re just taking it easy on him and letting him get on with it, aren’t you?
I’m torn between thinking that maybe …, but no, what kind of intention is it to not go for the gauntlet even if you’re that strong? In the event that you’ve got a lot of money to spend, you’ll be able to take advantage of it.
It is true that if you’re injured, you can go to Polka or rely on Breakcore to heal, but that’s only if you’re injured. But that’s only if you’re only injured. In all likelihood, you could die in a training accident. I don’t want to imagine such a thing.
I don’t want to imagine that. [But why are you Gauntlet Knights when you get stronger? It’s no fun to just fight demons. I don’t want to imagine that.]
[I think it’s wrong of you to count dragon breath like that.]
It’s not that I don’t like it.
I’ve been refraining from uprooting it lately because I’ve heard that too much of it could affect international relations. However, the fact that I hold the authority to give those orders is causing a lot of distortion in my daughter’s perception.
[If you have the skills to be a gauntlet anyway, you are definitely an ace knight. Even foreigners can take the test and get it awarded, right?]
[… Why is it okay to be an Ace Knight?]
[They’ll make it into a song.]
Is that why?
… No, well, it’s true that you don’t hear many bards using Gauntlet Knights as a subject. I’m not sure what to make of it.
[I’d rather be the star of a nice heroic poem like Zeke Becker’s if I have to!]
[… So, yeah…]
[Aww, but… If I become an ace knight, I’ll have to work for Celesta’s army, right? That would make my dream …]
[… No, I don’t know if you have any other dreams, or if that’s just another mouthful]
[… yeah]
A 12 year old with many dreams. It’s a good thing.
It’s a good thing.
[…I want to work with my dad like my mom. …]
[Uh, … uh]
It’s a very healthy dream for a child. They see their parents, admire them, and wish to do the same job.
As a parent, you may be moved to tears.
But first of all, there is one thing that is different from the actual situation, which is that Tethes pretends to be a much more solid and capable aristocrat here …
And the reality is that she and I and the other slaves travel around the country, mating in the [flying fuck room], and sometimes negotiating projects for the [S&F Foundation].
As expected, she uses contraception after giving birth to two children, but even though she is already in her thirties, she looks a little over twenty thanks to her polka visits.
I’m not sure if I can support the idea of my daughter aiming to be such a mother in the future or not,…
[Swordsmanship is interesting, and I admire heroic poetry, but … yes. I still want to work with my mom.]
[… but good luck with that. But I’m sure Sonia has many other talents as well.]
I encourage her to look away.
She’s only twelve. I think it’s okay to change a lot of your dreams. I hope you’ll switch them.
I don’t feel comfortable revealing the truth about my mother and father to you.
[Oh. … and]
[Yeah.]
[…I want to settle this with Frena at the Grange when I’m confident enough.]
[Settlement?]
What are you doing, Frena? I don’t think the sword worked after all.
[…The other day, when we met at Polka, she threw a spider toy at me, and I was so surprised that … shat myself.]
[…]
Frena. You really need to stop pranking everyone or you’ll die.
[… I’ve managed to get the earth drive out, and this time I’m going to make you apologize.]
[… Let’s tell me or Tess about that first. We’ll set up a meeting to make things right.]
[That’s not good enough! Something!]
I’m sure you’re not the only one.
No, really, no matter how much you say polka can cure it, I don’t want my daughters to seriously battle each other.
But, you know. It’s a good idea to have a good idea of what you’re looking for.
[… was mentioned, so the next time you see Sonia, preempt her and get down on your knees for real].
The [Flying Yari Room] takes off from Rennest.
Waves to the kids from the window, then turns back to the room and sighs.
… Actually, Frena was coming with us this time. It was a close call.
I’m not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it’s a good idea.
[I didn’t want to get down on my knees. It’s funny how Sonia cries over a little prank like that.]
I’m not sure what to do. I’m not sure what to make of it, but I’m sure it’s worth it. … I’m wearing erotic underwear, a bra with no cups and pants with no crotch fabric.
It’s a good idea to have a good idea of what you’re looking for.
That’s right. Of course Elenia is there, too. She’s dressed almost exactly the same.
Of course, I didn’t tell her to do that.
[I’m not sure what to do, but I’m going to do it.]
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[… No, really, you’re going to let them do that? I don’t know. This is definitely out.]
[Master. What I’m about to do is not an act of procreation, it’s just skinship.]
[Skinship using a penis is not usually called “mere”]
[Both of you have confirmed your intentions so firmly, so please don’t linger any longer. Ele-chan will hate you.]
[Yes, no, wait a minute. To begin with, right?”]
On the way to Rennest, Tethes suggested that I show him a lot of real sex.
If you’re so interested in it, you should shock him by showing it to him as it really is, rather than trying to hide it … I ejaculated about four shots in each of his three holes.
Tetes said, “This is sex between two people who love each other. It’s not something you normally do with your father, you know? I would rather kill a man to make it look like he was sick than do it with that old man Eagle.
I’m sure Frena is only competing with Elenia more than half the time, let alone Elenia’s original abnormal desires for me. I thought that I could at least get her to drop out …, but I have yet to achieve that goal.
[Don’t worry, don’t worry. Blowjobs are safe, Dad.]
[… Really, it’s impossible for a girl to touch her father’s dick.]
I very lazily present my cock to my two daughters, which Tethes has made very erect.
Elenia bites down on it, and Frena brings her face close to mine, her eyes swimming.
Tethys puts her hands behind my hips and shakes my cock up and down.
[Smells like sex, doesn’t it? The smell of my dad making babies after fucking me so hard earlier. …]
[…Uh, yeah…]
[… stinks]
I really wonder what kind of situation this is. It’s a great way to make sure you’re getting the most out of your vacation.
My eldest daughter Elenia, whom I have carefully nurtured. Elenia, my eldest daughter, whom I’ve carefully nurtured, and Frena, who is a rebound but lonely at heart and likes to be cared for.
My two lovely daughters are about to put their faces close to my cock and challenge me to a blowjob.
This situation is really wrong, but I still can’t completely deny that there is a strange kind of arousal.
[…mmm]
And.
Elenia closes her eyes slowly and hesitantly, and kisses the side of the glans.
I’m not sure what to do, but I’m sure I’ll be able to do it.
I’m not sure if it’s a good idea, but it’s a good idea.
[… ugh]
[No, if you get really sick of it, you can always stop, Frena. There’s no need to force it.]
[…It doesn’t taste good. …Hey, really, why don’t you put some sugar on it. …]
[…No sugar on the dick.]
I’m not sure if this is a good idea or not.
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[Ah …!!!]
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Elenia tickles the underside of the callus with her tongue while containing only the glans.
Normally, this is bearable. Tetes is good at blowjobs, and Angelos, Apple, the dragons, and the prostitutes often challenge her to show off their superiority over a girl who just wants to get pregnant and give her body away.
However, the shock of both excitement and despair ripples through my body when my beloved daughter finally accepts my cock in her mouth, knowing that I am trying to get her to ejaculate … into my mucous membranes.
Then, a little later, he realized that it had compensated for the physical pleasure and tried to hold back, but his body was on the verge of ejaculation.
The father is disgusted by just the feel of his daughter’s lips, tongue, and upper jaw.
[…E, Eret…!!!]
[…, mmm…!]
I’m going to ejaculate.
It’s a great way to make sure you’re getting the most out of your vacation.
[Nngh…n, nngh…n ah, bub…nnghhhh…]
Elenia, however, welcomed the violent ejaculation straight into her throat.
I never taste it myself, but it’s not every day that a girl can drink semen out of the blue. Even some of Cosmos’s prostitutes can barely hold it in and spit it out.
Whether it’s the emotional shock of a sudden ejaculation, a defensive reaction to the smell of a man she’s never tasted before in her life, or the thrill of having her wish fulfilled, she cries and doesn’t let go of her cock as the semen sloshes around her mouth.
For a moment, my fatherly concern disappears, and I think to myself, “What a disgusting daughter.
She’s Seren’s daughter.
She’s Seren’s daughter, and she’s mine.
You’ll be able to find a lot of people who are interested in this kind of thing.
[Oh, hey …, I’m sorry, I got distracted …, are you okay Ele]
[eh, … eh, kef, … eh, I drank Andy’s … cum.]
[…]
Ele laughed, even though she looked terrible.
A creepy glaze.
The confidence and sense of superiority that I felt from my beloved daughter, and the threatening feeling of intent that she had learned the taste of your semen, made me shudder once again at the magnitude of my immorality.
And the other daughter was sucking on her father’s lower body in a desperate manner.
[…, really …, really …, not good …, not like this …!]
[Frenagh … hey …]
[I can’t believe you’re making this … look so good… … hmmm … chuckling …]
Wait, why are you licking it while saying that? So carefully.
And I can’t release the words. My instincts are binding me to reject my daughter’s passionate tongue service.
Tetes smiles.
[… Don’t panic, there’s plenty of time … to polka…]
That night, the girls sucked on their father’s meat stick over and over until their bellies were swollen with semen.
Eventually I was lying there, not having the energy to think.
… This is a bad one.