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 thirteenth birthday.
Why? Was it because I made her a birthday present—a wand that lit up at the tip and spun around like crazy?
Irene had told me, “That’d be a hit with younger kids,” but hearing that the day before was useless.
Actually, it’s your fault for being rich and bossing your underlings around to get them to prepare the best clothes and accessories. I have to compete with my skills, and coming up with engravings isn’t something I can just whip up in a flash anymore—I’m not exactly young.
…No, complaining about Irene’s opinion is pointless. The problem is Elenia.
“Elen, please. Give Dad another chance, okay?”
“Huh?”
I put my hands together and begged for a do-over with the present, and she hit me with that tone—like ice water in my veins.
I’m dead.
Elenia has her mother’s radiant blonde hair cut into a bob.
Apparently, one side is slightly longer than the other, and she gets it trimmed by Selen every two weeks.
Selen’s been doing all sorts of things since Elenia started walking, but even now, you can’t say she isn’t still one of the best barbers in Polka.
Elenia has been giving me a weird vibe lately, but she clearly loves her mom—she often says to Selen in a slightly teasing tone, “Your hair’s gotten too long, hasn’t it?” and Selen just gives a wry smile.
And her ears… unlike Selen or Ange, who look elf-like at first glance, hers are clearly short and can’t be moved.
Back then, I used to sneak pecks on her ears while she was in the bath, but Christy got extremely angry when she saw that.
She told me that kissing lips is still “elf-safe,” so I vowed never to tell Elenia about it.
I love Elenia, but I know my limits as a father.
“What? A birthday present? That spinning thing?”
“Yeah… I was thinking of making something better than that…”
“Better how?”
“Well… obviously she can’t walk around with that wand, so maybe it was too impractical. Something more like a stylish, decorative thing you could just look at when the mood strikes…”
“I hate that about you, Andy.”
“Guh…”
She cut me off with that tone—something I’d never hear from my female slaves—and I felt like vomiting.
This is bad. I need to drink some spirit spring later.
And as you can hear, after the change, she calls me “Andy.” By name. Like a child talking down to her father.
“Come to think of it, that was just a toy, and Peter seemed happier with it anyway, so I gave it to him right away.”
“Gave it away…”
Kids are so cruel.
“You’re supposed to say, ‘I’ll make you something better next year,’ right? Are you planning on making useless junk forever until I’m satisfied? Are you bored? Need something to kill time?”
“Hey, Dad’s trying here!”
“All the moms say that, but in reality, Andy’s just groping Mom and the older sisters’ boobs and butts, right? What are you actually doing?”
“Stop it! I’m working hard at things you can’t see, things you don’t know about!”
…Which is true. Elenia doesn’t know… or rather, even I don’t really know what I’m working on.
The reason I’m being so vague is because my current activities are overseen by Ailina, Tethes, and Cosmos-san. Recently, they started this grand organization called the Smysun & Forest Foundation, and they keep sending me to some weirdly high-society parties and festivals where I have to give speeches.
I thought blacksmithing was my main gig, but honestly, I’m not making any real money with my own hands. Jeanne has more talent and stamina than I do, and she can’t even compare to Jackie-san. So, trying to “earn enough to support all these female slaves” was way too ambitious.
Then Ailina invited me to “try a side hustle,” and I half-believed her, so I went along with it… Apparently, when I give speeches, Ailina (as the clan leader), Tethes (the Marquis of Renfangas), and Cosmos-san (who has massive connections in the southern desert) use their influence to attract businesses like Carlwin, Grandje, and ventures centered around the Northern Forest, generating revenue and stuff.
I give speeches once a month as they tell me, acting as a shield against the guys who obviously have lecherous intentions (which happens often since all three of them are stunningly beautiful), while just watching them close deals. Sometimes, things progress that have nothing to do with the Northern Forest, Carlwin, or Grandje, and I get nervous wondering if it’s really going to work, but somehow, it seems to be going well.
Honestly, it’s too political for me to understand. So when people ask what I’m actually doing, all I can say is, “I don’t know, but we’re doing something.”
And the rest of my time… well, I spend it making stuff while being called a junkyard dog.
”…Maybe I should stop grabbing girls’ boobs and butts in front of the kids, huh?"
"Isn’t that a bit late for that sentiment?"
"I guess I have to make this place off-limits to the children.”
At what used to be the secret hot spring—now known as “Vapor Palace,” which rivals Carlos-san’s place in size…
…The name “Palace” makes it sound like Dragon Palace, but there are always several dragons here, so it’s not wrong. The dragons themselves call it Dragon Palace, so that makes it Dragon Palace.
The house in the new town can only accommodate 10-15 people, but eventually, all the people coming to Pölka couldn’t fit there. Also, the naked dragonkin would cause a huge scandal just by entering the city, so why not create a massive encampment where women come to see me and dragons roam around naked without anyone complaining?… That was the grand plan that Lyeda and Ailina spearheaded ten years ago.
Honestly, when I saw the blueprints, I thought it was a joke. This isn’t a house—it’s a castle or some kind of fortress, I thought.
I figured Grandje was just getting too big for his britches after his success.
…But then came strong backing from Breakcore and Diel.
“It would be better to have a structure connected to the barrier. Every time Breakcore goes outside, leaving the barrier open in the open air is too risky. If we create an enclosed territory that dragons can protect, the risk would be greatly reduced.”
…So, “I see,” they said at the clan council, and it was approved.
Clearing 200 meters or so from the entire forest isn’t a huge percentage, but if humans did it without permission, arrows would fly without question—it’s major construction.
Then, dragons and Northern Forest housemasters openly leveled the ground, built towering stone walls, and adorned the magnificent arched roofs with intricate carvings that became transparent when heated.
Thanks to that, during summer days, you get this feeling of openness like there’s no ceiling, but underneath is a vast hot spring area like an oasis in the desert.
…The design was originally deeper, but they made it only 30 centimeters deep now because kids might drown. You can’t fully submerge yourself unless you lie down, though.
And centered around that hot spring area are several large sections connected by roofs: a bed area (where about 300 people can stay), a dining hall area (where cats and elf children train before working in town), a hobby area (with a dance stage and my invention workshop), and a dragon takeoff/landing zone. Literally, it’s like some kind of palace.
And I filled that huge space with just my people.
Specifically: female slaves, the kids from the Cat Colony, employees from Cosmos-san’s place (they’re using it as a resort), Onyx’s maid squad (when I said they could come, they voluntarily set up a three-month rotation with about five people on vacation at a time), women from both of Misty Crystal’s palaces, and various others. Girls who know I’m a horny stud but are still cool with being naked.
And then there were the kids. They were still small, and I felt bad leaving them with someone else. It was far enough away from the orgies, though.
So, in this facility, being naked is optional.
The blue dragons were naturally naked here, and since the central hot spring was originally expanded for… well, you know, there’s no separation between men and women. Even visitors end up living naked here.
That’s why our kids are used to seeing other people naked. If they come here, they’re constantly surrounded by a dozen or so beautiful strangers who are always coming and going, soaking in the hot springs or having their shoulders held by me while naked.
…Well, I figured that was fine as long as the kids were still young.
It’s a relationship based on openly engaging in sex with dozens of people. Considering how I got into this position, it was hard to keep it hidden from the kids.
The worst offenders when it came to bad influence were those catfolk and beastmen from that closed-off environment—they had warped senses of normalcy (and went into heat). But now that a child’s been born, I couldn’t exactly say, “Porka won’t take any more cats.”
Then there was the opinion that “nudity is culture,” mainly from the dark elves and Maia.
But seeing how Elenia reacted…
Being brazen isn’t always the answer.
No matter how much you frequent the temple of all-nude culture, a girl doesn’t want to see her dad drooling like an idiot. In fact, even Minister Ashton is respected by his kids, but also looked down on.
He might be attractive to his wives, but not to his children—not at all. And me too, of course.
But…
“I understand how much you love your first daughter. But you have many other daughters and sons as well, and as the head of this household, you shouldn’t let one opinion sway you.”
Aurora, leaning against me in the middle of the hot spring area, keeps trying to guide my hands toward her ass—naturally, she’s completely naked. She hasn’t changed much since we first met. Since she doesn’t have any kids yet, the others call her “Aurora-nee.”
“Andy’s job is to grab boobs. Or rather, stick his dick in them.”
And Luna is gripping my cock and jerking it like a pro.
She’s already the mother of six (three sets of twins), so I thought her figure would be ruined, but if anything, she seems even more attractive than when we first met.
It’s not that my tastes have changed… well, not exactly. The healing spring and Hilda’s beauty techniques are benefiting all the female slaves.
Luna’s boobs have grown two sizes since we first met, thanks to childbirth, and they’re so firm they make the elf girls jealous. And she still looks like she’s in her early twenties.
“Raising kids is important, but you shouldn’t raise them to be too proper. You need to teach them not to give up on things just because they’re Andy’s kids. Andy’s already too famous.”
“I know, I know…”
“If it were true, half-elf kids would be persecuted everywhere. But Andy protected all his children by putting down roots in Porka, reconciling humans and elves, bringing people from Celesta and Karlwin… he made a place where everyone could be themselves no matter what. A kid of that kind of person would be miserable if they got caught up in Trott’s idea of ‘normal.’”
”…But I want Elenia to like me too. It’s easy to say she just doesn’t fit in, but I like the Elenia she is now.”
“You’re such a doting parent.”
“I am, aren’t I?”
The two veteran female slaves nod in agreement.
Then—splash, splash—the sound of footsteps.
“From the start—”
Approaching, her radiant naked body kicking up the white bathwater, was Apple.
“Elenie-chan really loves you, doesn’t she, Andy?”
“She does.”
“She does, indeed.”
“Ehh… lately her eyes have been so cold…”
“If she were truly disgusted, she wouldn’t bother coming to see Andy touching other women’s boobs. She could live in the city without even coming here.”
“W-well, yeah, but—”
“Besides, a normal girl by Trott standards would say it’s outrageous for her dad to see her naked at ten years old. That’s what they mostly said in town.”
“T-that’s something I’d have to say is a problem with our parenting.”
Elenia still comes here pretty often, and doesn’t hide anything from me.
But that’s just how my family is. In other households, that’d be considered “tasteless,” and rightly so.
”It’s because I like it! Kids can’t help but notice things they’re drawn to."
"Nah, if your dad was surrounded by horny women all day with his dick out, getting fixated on their boobs, you’d normally be disillusioned. I’d probably be too."
"That’s because the mother feels betrayed. But there aren’t any women here disillusioned with Andy, are there?"
"Isn’t this whole ‘style’ thing just an excuse for you guys to get laid?"
"Andy’s overthinking it."
"Yeah."
"And if she wants to leave, we’ll let her go. That’s what good parents do, right? Kids eventually fly the nest."
"Ugh, don’t even joke about Ele leaving!”
I don’t care how much I’m called a doting parent. The thought of my cute daughter leaving me to show off her most adorable face to another man is every father’s nightmare.
Of course, I know I’d be a shitty parent if I didn’t eventually accept it. Or rather, if someone told me that the only reason I expect Eleena to have any sense is because I’m anticipating that kind of outcome… well, they’d be right.
By the way, Luna and Apple are called “Luna-mama” and “Apple-mama.” Calling all the female slaves “mama” en masse seems to bother both the kids and the women themselves, so until they have kids, they’re just “sisters.”
…Which is why there’s this weird situation where I call Julie, the anal-loving Blue Dragon, “Mama,” and her mother, Michelle, “Sister.”
I left the Vapor Palace and walked through the town at dusk.
The sunset faded into the western serpent’s ridge, bringing a fleeting moment of blue darkness.
A gentle, nostalgic time when I’d rush back to my parents’ house, looking forward to dinner.
And now, even so, the town of Polka is still brightly lit and lively.
It’s not quite a city, but in the 15 years since I came back, it’s gotten a lot more bustling, I think.
”Dad… he really did his best.”
I can’t say for sure how much credit I deserve for Polka becoming this vibrant.
But I definitely took the first step to make this scene possible.
That this town, where I was just some useless pervert who only knew how to grope Apple’s boobs, still managed to create a kinder place for you to be born… and everyone agreed with that wish… yeah.
I can be proud of that much, right?
”I’m not just some useless old man who can only make stupid toys… I’ve done things that would make everyone jealous if they knew I was your dad.”
I muttered, gazing at the town’s lights.
”I know.”
Then, suddenly, a voice startled me from behind.
I was so surprised I tripped over my own feet.
”O-ouch…"
"…What are you doing? Oh, you weren’t talking to me?"
"You were there, Ele!"
"I was! I thought you heard me following you secretly, so I answered! I thought Andy was being all romantic and stuff!"
"…I didn’t notice at all. Were you in the Palace?”
”…Because you went to the Palace looking like you were about to cry.”
She was being followed.
And she’d probably been overheard complaining to Aurora and Luna. Elf ears are pretty good, after all.
”I feel like an idiot."
"…Huh? No, I don’t think so at all."
"It’s not that I didn’t like the birthday present! It’s not like I wanted you to be depressed!”
Elenia snapped sharply, sounding angry.
Stop it. Dad’s the type who automatically takes damage when he hears his teenage kid talk like that.
”I admit I should’ve given it to Peter sooner!"
"…But you never call me ‘Dad’ anymore."
"You’re not that old!"
"…No, I’m Dad no matter how old I get. People don’t suddenly switch to being so formal."
"They do!”
They do?
I don’t know. Different cultures.
Or maybe it’s punishment for trying to brainwash her with a nudist culture.
”This is… because I don’t want Mom and the older sisters hogging Andy forever! And my body’s almost as big as Irene-senpai’s now! So—"
"Wait a minute. I have a bad feeling about where this is going."
"Because you’re Mom’s kid, and I bet Andy will think it’s hot!"
"OK, Elenia, calm down. Stop.”
I’m starting to get it.
This is going in the wrong direction.
So, by calling me “Dad,” she won’t be recognized as a woman? That kind of thing?
”It’s not like I’d suddenly start groping your boobs just because they get bigger."
"Why not?"
"Because a daughter’s breasts aren’t something you do that with."
"But Andy always goes for both parents in parent-child relationships, right? Like Julieen-mom and Michelle-senpai, or Mai-senpai and Asti-senpai. And Anis from the Catbeast Colony, and… what was the other one?"
"Tanya. Those people were outsiders he sired."
"And Mom and I are family."
"There’s a difference as deep as the ocean between hitting on someone else’s kid and hitting on your own."
"What’s the ocean?"
"I’ll take you there someday, but don’t get your hopes up for now."
"No way! I’m doing it! I’ll even get Tete-senpai to help me!"
"What do you mean ‘doing it’?! And don’t you dare rely on Tete-senpai!"
"I want to be with Andy every single day! So that’s the only way, right?!”
I was more popular than I thought.
That’s fine. It is, but…
My daughter’s been exposed to too many different values.
Listen up, Ele. Your dad didn’t raise you to be like that. A father who looks at his own daughter that way is the worst.
And Tete, stop suddenly appearing behind Elenia out of nowhere.
Seriously, where did you come from? You just gave me more of a chill than any horror movie ever could.