The camping trip I did with Florea in the northern forest before. That went pretty well, so I got a taste for it myself and have been making all sorts of things at the invention workshop for the next one.
I’ve improved the tent’s portability and livability by engraving patterns into elf cloth. The weather rarely breaks down that badly in the forest, but I finished a tent that can withstand even torrential thunderstorms with barely any trouble.
By applying soundproofing engravings between the double-layered roof and ceiling, even large raindrops hitting the roof don’t echo inside. And by placing our uniquely developed ultra-lightweight carpets on the floor, you can sprawl out to sleep without worrying about rocky terrain.
And I’ve also been developing a campfire set for ages. Lila told me, “You don’t need to make that; just let me handle it—I can provide fire without fuel whenever you want.” But that’s not the point. Playing with a fire under the stars is a man’s romance.
That said, I’ve engraved patterns on the fire-resistant fabric to gently guide air across its surface so the fire doesn’t go out easily. And I’ve managed to create a lazy campfire setup that doesn’t need any fancy stove structure—just a constant breeze blowing in.
I’ve also repeatedly prototyped a simple-to-assemble cooking stand using the wood from the “Yari Room’s” structural materials, redesigning it meticulously so even kids can put it together from the raw logs in five minutes.
And of course, I’ve forged several hatchets for splitting firewood, drawing on all my blacksmithing knowledge and experience to pursue both durability and sharpness—producing some truly amazing pieces.
Lantz tried to convince me, “Selling these would make way more money than forging combat swords!” But these are for me and the kids’ camping trips. No plans to put them on the market.
…Plus, I’m using that rare metal the Silver Dragon presented as a gift, so mass production would be difficult anyway.
Besides that, I’ve invented and piled up all sorts of things—like a beast-repelling net made from “Silk Chains” and a portable shovel for digging holes.
Don’t tell me I don’t need any of this with the “Yari Room” mobile house and a dragon.
I want to enjoy camping as a leisure activity with the kids. And I’m sure there are other kids besides Florea who’d find it fun.
Since I hadn’t really had a chance to use all this stuff, I decided to organize a camping competition myself.
Only relatively older kids will be allowed to participate. I’m worried about them handling fire and sharp objects if they’re too young. Even if the Sacred Spring heals them right away, I don’t want them to have painful memories.
…And I can’t help but notice how lukewarm Diarne and Hilda are watching my enthusiasm.
“Is there something wrong with the camping competition?”
“I thought men sometimes get fixated on things like this. My brothers and old subordinates used to get it from time to time—camping, treehouses, fishing…”
“That’s so…boyish!”
From their long-lived perspective, I guess they see me as a kid no matter how old I get.
But it still stings a little.
No, that’s not it. It’s not just because I want to do it.
You know, when you’re camping in a mobile house, there’s so little to do that it usually ends up being about figuring out how to gangbang the female slaves, right?
I think having leisure activities with a proper purpose and experience is important. That’s what I’m trying to propose.
So, here we are.
The venue this time is Red Clan territory. I chose an area where the trees are relatively sparse, visibility is good, and there’s little risk of monsters. Plus, if the kids wander off from camp—which hopefully won’t happen with a few dragons around—the road to the Sacred Beast Labyrinth is nearby, so there’ll be decent foot traffic and a high chance of finding them.
…Well, even with multiple dragons, it’s good to be safe.
“Welcome,” I said.
And Break Core came to visit after getting my message.
It’s close enough to the labyrinth (but not that close that the kids could accidentally wander in), so it doesn’t feel too exhausting to get here.
“I heard you’re enjoying camping. Should I tell Diel to bring something delicious?”
“No, I want the kids to enjoy everything, including preparing the food. Delicious stuff can wait for another time.”
“Hmm. So camping is a game for city dwellers, huh?”
“Surprising?”
“For elves, camping is more rooted in daily life… it’s a slightly different feeling. Deliberately enjoying it as a hobby is rare.”
Come to think of it, some of the Northern Elves live outdoors all the time, right? So maybe they don’t see camping—or rather, roughing it—as anything special.
“Here’s our castle! Got it, Huey! Lyle! Crow! Don’t let the girls in here!”
Peter, standing behind the tent he’d immediately set up, was acting like a leader to Beatrice’s sons and Claudio.
Elenia watched him with cold eyes.
“I’m not going in there even if you tell me to… and don’t go in that tent either.” She muttered.
Peter tilted his head, ”?”.
“Whatever, it’s fine.”
“Why? What’s with your standards?”
“You’re bored at night anyway, right? Why don’t you play over there?”
“Isn’t that what you’d say if you wanted us to come to your tent?”
“This is our ‘castle,’ okay? You don’t get it? A castle isn’t something you just barge into.”
“I couldn’t care less about your made-up rules… If you go in the girls’ tent, I’ll kill you. With poison.”
“Why poison?! Isn’t that what you’d do with punches or knives?!”
“If I punch or stab someone, it’ll probably get erased by the Spirit Spring.”
“Aiming for guaranteed lethal damage is scary…”
“That’s why I’m saying don’t go in if you don’t want to die. If you just wanna play, stay outside.”
Elenia, the girls’ leader, and Peter, the boys’ leader. Looks-wise, Elenia was obviously the older sister, but in reality, half-dwarf Peter was the big brother.
Maybe considering that ambiguity, Elenia no longer called Peter “Oniichan” (older brother). Though she used to when they were kids…
…Not like that time she suddenly stopped calling me “Papa,” though.
I’m with Maya, Emma, and the Leedas in the adults’ tent.
Lila’s not here today. She’s on a southern trip with Naris.
Since the kids are nearby, I can’t exactly start getting frisky. Today, I’ll stick to chaperoning.
Tending the fire, setting up support poles at dusk, hanging the beast-repelling net…
The net stretches about 30 meters across. I thought that’d be enough, but it’s just barely enough to encircle three tents.
Should I make it longer? Or add a second one?
But using up “Silken Chains” like that… It’s a super useful material with tons of other uses, and besides, what good is a beast-repelling net if there are three dragons around? It’s not like I’m doing it for any reason other than “I figured I’d try it.”
My camping gear accounts for all sorts of scenarios—including ones without dragons.
The truth is, the chances of me not having a dragon nearby for the rest of my life… well, let’s just say it’s unlikely. But what if someone else uses it? In what situation?
“Whatever, I’m glad they’re having fun.”
I muttered while arranging the firewood. Until recently, Peter and his three younger brothers had been goofing off, teasing each other, but as midnight approached, they’d quieted down.
I thought they were getting bigger, but they’re still kids at heart. The way they go from full-throttle noise to suddenly dropping asleep is something only kids do.
…And then—
”…Papa~!”
Kei-chan, the dark elf, poked her head out of the girls’ tent and waved.
”Hey? What’s up?"
"Just come on in♪"
"…Why?”
A bad feeling washed over me, making me tense up. No way… right?
”Peter and the others will wake up if you don’t be quiet♪"
"…You got some secret to share? And can I even come in? Don’t poison me or something?"
"It’s fine, it’s fine♪”
I couldn’t ignore her, so I stuck my head into the girls’ tent.
Then, the girls inside yanked me in all at once.
”Whoa!?"
"Welcome to Pa-Pa-land♪”
Elenia and Kei-chan were piling on top of me as I landed. Naked.
”Even if it’s a tent where Peter can’t come in, isn’t this way too open?"
"It’s okay, it’s okay♪ We just locked the entrance with a cover spell, and we know soundproofing magic too♪”
They were way too eager.
Wait, hold on. Let’s say Elen and Kei-chan are fine. And Freena, who’s starting to strip while looking a little worried, asking, “Are you really gonna…?”—let’s give her the benefit of the doubt too.
Floria was also in the tent. She’d bought into Elenia and Kei’s lie about “marrying Papa being the family rule,” but she was still mostly on the wholesome side.
”Even if it’s them, doing the real thing in front of Lia is a no-go, right!?"
"Ehh? We do it while other little kids watch at the Palace."
"But showing Lia that stuff is too soon! Naris would get mad!"
"She won’t say anything if you don’t. Right, Lia♪"
"U-um… I won’t say anything."
"Let’s try to protect your little sister a bit more, sis!"
"It’s fine.”
While Elenia and the other girl were pulling my pants down, Kei-chan grinned.
”Someday, you’ll all be Papa’s personal sex toys♪"
"I’ve always thought Kei-chan’s hardcore erotic thoughts are messed up!"
"But Lia wants to see it too, right? Us being used as sex dolls…♪"
"P-Papa and Mama hid it from me."
"…S-sorry. I don’t want you to be left out. But it’s not like Lia’s a bad kid or anything. It’s more that these three are the ones who are…"
"Ehh? Papa thinks we’re bad kids?"
"Maybe it’s because your pussy skills aren’t up to par?”
Elen and Kei-chan gave me a blank stare.
Freena reached for her last pair of underwear…
“Well, it’s fine even if it’s bad, you know?♪ If I can be Daddy’s sex toy!♪"
"S-so is that really… okay?"
"It was so good the first time I had sex, I wanted to thank my mom for giving birth to me♪“
Floria’s older sister, a truly wicked temptress, pushes her with all her might.
”Daddy ejaculates like crazy every single time, so from now on, all of us will be turned into holes dripping with semen and covered in cum… but I bet you’ll look amazing. Watch closely… this is what it means to feel a woman’s happiness♪”
With that, she strips off her last piece of clothing while eloquently describing the bliss of being ravaged by her father in the dimly lit tent—his own flesh and blood daughter, shamelessly seductive.
The three females spread their legs, inviting him to mate with them.
Even with their brother and younger siblings sleeping mere meters away, they couldn’t resist the warped instincts of their female bodies.
”Daddy… give me your cock?"
"Please let me serve Daddy’s cock deep inside my pussy again today♪"
"You can make me pregnant too…♪”
”…Lia. I’m truly sorry for being such a father…”
He says this in front of his innocent daughter, who hides her face while clearly intrigued.
He plunges into the flesh holes of his sisters, unleashing his raging lust.
He begins to flaunt their passionate coupling atop him.
”…♪”
In Floria’s eyes flicker a touch of fear, intense curiosity, and drunkenness from the bizarre situation.
”…Sorry. I’m really sorry.”
And to the three dragons too. Please help me cover this up.
The next morning.
”Hey! Get up, Elenia, Frenea! …It won’t open.”
Even after sunrise, I was still relentlessly taking turns with the three of them, and I was getting absolutely terrified when Peter called out from outside the tent while I was fucking Elenia from behind.
Before I could even think of what to do, Mya grabbed Peter by the scruff of his neck and dragged him away somewhere.
”U-uh!? What’s going on? Shut up! Mya! Mya, listen to me!?"
"…………”
Whether she was too lazy to explain or thought I’d slip up if she tried to lie, Mya said nothing and left the tent.
”…Eh, Elen? Um… did you actually use your voice illusion properly?"
"…I forgot…"
"What?!”
It’s hard to scold her when we’ve just filled our daughters with so much cum that they can’t even get up.
”…More importantly, it smells awful…"
"S-sorry. I’m really sorry, Lia.”
There was nothing for Lia to do but apologize as she couldn’t escape.
Even with the dragons’ help, we somehow managed to clean up the mess.
”…I think that was a bit too bold, even for you guys. Doing that while we were right there…”
Claudio said with a really complicated expression. Peter didn’t seem to get it, but Claudio apparently understood everything.
“Believe me. Dad just wanted you guys to have fun at the camp.”
”…It’s not that I don’t believe you, but I should’ve predicted how much of a slut Ele-chan and the others would be.”
”…You’re absolutely right.”
I’m so sorry for being such a terrible father. I’m really sorry.
And Floria…
”…That was an amazing smell. …But it’s a smell I recognize somehow.”
She left me with a very troubling comment.
…Was there ever a morning where Nalis smelled like that?
”…I’ll probably end up like that too someday.”
Please don’t give up on your fate like that. Please, really.