Sieg Becker is a rare ace knight who, despite belonging to the Special Intelligence Brigade—essentially the spy department—enjoys fame in the southern regions of Celesta comparable to that of Over Night. The reason for this is simply that he is sung about in hero poems with reckless abandon. While it’s standard practice for even the legendary exploits of a national hero like Over Night to make it into just seven or eight set songs, seeing an ace knight featured as a major theme in four or five different pieces is unheard of. And in Sieg’s case, the tales are particularly upbeat: he’s constantly portrayed wrestling massive foes or instantly slaughtering large groups of pursuers. It would be no exaggeration to think that a man achieving such feats must surely have an impressive mansion as his home in the capital. But…
“Hey, you’re back, Sieg?”
“The fool from Lead’s got your shipment here. …Oi, old lady, wait on those hands of yours. Hah, I guess I really went overboard this time.”
“You’re noisy, grandpa. Checkmate.”
“No, no, no, there’s still a move left. Still. Trust me.”
The home Sieg headed to upon entering the capital was a dilapidated concrete apartment building on the first floor—basically a cheap boarding house. What met his eyes was a withered couple of bird-human elders playing a ragged game of chess while munching on dried fish at a small table in their courtyard.
”…Becker. Who are these folks?”
“Huh? They’re my grandpa and grandma.”
“Do you carry bird-man blood, then?”
“I’m a foundling, see? And the father who took me in was a bird-man adventurer. Don’t know him? That’s Lead Becker.”
“Don’t know him…”
Seeing the ogre beauty and the dark elf girl both frowning with worry, the bird grandma and grandpa burst into fitful laughter.
“Your fame doesn’t stretch that far, does it?”
“Geez, Dad was a grave robber himself yet couldn’t stop wanting attention, and you, despite your lack of legs, kept drawing eyes wherever you went. Give us some slack!”
After sharing a hearty laugh, both suddenly clapped their hands simultaneously upon seeing the two women who had just entered with Sieg, gaping in shock.
”…Sieg’s brought girls back, Grandpa and Grandma.”
“It’s true. That Sieg who used to go to brothels when he had spare cash just to get lice out.”
“That same Sieg who’d have his pubic hair shaved smooth at a clinic, crying about how ‘I don’t need the knife, it won’t spread sickness,’ then spending every night sharpening that knife.”
“Afterward, for quite a while, that fear-stricken Sieg was too scared to hit the main stage and got himself deeply acquainted with strip clubs instead.”
“Shut up, you old fool couple. You’re totally right, damn it.”
The two listening from behind chuckled bitterly, thinking, “Well, it’s possible for Sieg,” yet felt a strange kind of dread at the thought that his entire sordid history was known down to every detail by his grandparents. There’s no way an adult man like Sieg would ever casually blab such things about his own family. This household might be tougher than expected.
“Have you finished your report?”
“Well, in a manner of speaking. The written documents must have arrived by now anyway; I only filed the return report.”
The Becker home at night. It certainly wasn’t that the old couple and Sieg were living modestly together in just one cramped room. They were essentially running the apartment building itself; it was simply called the Becker family residence. One room is too small even for them, considering Sieg’s obsession with collecting knives or his father Lead who occasionally sends over weird treasures. There was no particular reason to live so frugally.
The bird-man grandparents lived on the first floor as administrators, while the remaining several rooms were used as Siegs collection room, Lead’s junk room, and various storage spaces. Sieg’s own bedroom was yet another separate room entirely. On the second and third floors, a handful of junior intelligence brigade members resided in apartments.
“Still, regarding you myself… I thought even if it wasn’t a mansion, you’d at least live in a more respectable place.”
“It doesn’t matter since I’ll only be back for less than one hundred days a year. As long as there’s room for the knives and my grandpa and grandma can live comfortably, that’s all that counts.”
“I see…”
“Wow…”
Rosa and Ariel once again realized just how challenging the days of “waiting” truly were before becoming Sieg’s wife.
“It feels a bit out of place to say something like this so soon after our engagement… but I really wish you’d come home more often.”
As Ariel spoke, Rosa nodded in agreement.
Running his hand through his hair, Sieg let out a bitter laugh.
“Well, yeah, not coming back is kind of the old story. Even when he did return, it was just those damn birds that showed up.”
“So…”
“Yeah, from now on I’ll cut down on my work. I mean, they already said it’s about time I started worrying about getting older anyway.”
Hearing Sieg’s words, both women let out a relieved sigh.
Then…
“So… tonight too?”
“Let’s have more family members waiting for us♪”
Slowly undressing before Sieg, the two put on their matching aprons over their bodies.
”…You really don’t have to be so damn proper about wearing a bare-ass apron here?”
“Don’t say anything so cold.”
“It’s actually new-wife play at its finest doing it right here!”
The two turned around sharply and flashed their asses forward, each taunting Sieg with a teasing grin.
“Alright, Becker…”
“Sieg, let’s get to making love… yeah?”
“Damn it… I’m on indefinite leave for the next little while, so don’t think tonight’s all you’re getting. Tomorrow morning or noon, I’ll be pumping out baby after baby without stopping.”
“Kuku ku, wonder who’ll give up first?”
“We’ve got both of us working together on this, right?”
”…Sorry for being so cocky.”
While apologizing, Sieg parted Ariel’s slightly naughty little ass while standing straight and thrust into her.
Since she was already soaked from the moment she started undressing, she accepted his intrusion with a dreamy sigh.
“Ah… ahnnn♪”
“Oh no… I guess it’s a new era where I can fuck Ariel whenever I want here? Just thinking about those words makes me burn up.”
“I can do the same thing to you too?”
“I know that… but yours feels so damn dirty and greedy when you squeeze my seed dry.”
“I, I don’t choose this willingly…”
Rosa was indeed an ogre woman, and her reputation as having a naturally amazing body wasn’t false. Over time, with repeated encounters, she had evolved into a terrifying organ capable of forcibly draining Sieg’s semen again and again. It went beyond pleasure; once inserted, she could suck him dry to the point where it felt like he was either climaxing or resting, completely unaware until he fainted from exhaustion. Lately, even Ariel needed her sense-shifting illusions to dull Sieg’s sensitivity before anything resembling sex could happen at all.
“How nice…”
“W-wait, what’s so nice? I’m more envious of Ariel…”
“Ah, ah, but I actually had a lot of professional pride too and studied various techniques and trained hard just to meet clients’ requests… Miss Rosa, being blown away like this while ignoring my efforts…”
“T-th-this is really difficult you know! When I try to savor Sieg’s little dick thoroughly, he always makes me cum instantly!”
“As for me, if it’s just Sieg’s climax… that alone can drive me over the edge…”
“Ah ah I get it now I get it, both of you can fuck as much as you want!”
“W-what?”
“My old man sent something quite the treat over,” Sieg said, gesturing toward the package handed to him earlier by an elderly bird couple.
“Bottle… liquor?”
“N-nothing inside it or something?”
It was something Sieg’s father had sent.
…a specialty distilled wine from the Western Continent, made by marinating armored serpents in it.
“U-ugh, a snake!?”
“N-no way!?”
The two girls were clearly terrified, but while still inserted into Ariel, Sieg reached for the bottle and took a long, loud swig with his hornless lips.
“This stuff’s got a reputation for boosting virility. My old man drank some and accidentally wiped out an entire local brothel in one night. Hehe.”
“S-Sieg-san…?”
“N-what is wrong with those eyes of yours!?”
“No, no, no… but man, you two are unbearable. Damn it, why didn’t you two pop up when I was younger? Ariel, chuwan-yo! Rose, you too! If I’d met you back in your teens, I’d definitely be—”
“Calm down, Sieg-san!”
“B-but if I were in my teens, I’d still be a child…”
“Doesn’t matter! Ogre pussy is for adults! You’ll probably take it anyway. My cock might even go there specifically after raising you from when you were a toddler pussy to mine exclusively!”
“B-becker is being manly… or rather, saying crazy things!”
“N-something absolutely weird must be in that stuff!?”
“No, I’m sane! Honest! Brothel-girls!”
“No way!?”
“No, Sieg-san, you’re being rough… yaaan, but it’s good♪”
Feeling strangely liberated, Sieg shoved Ariel against the wall and started thrusting with renewed vigor. Though Ariel was shocked, her experience as a former prostitute kicked in, and she quickly cried out pleasure despite his ferocious pounding.
“I’m gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum! Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant!”
“Yes, take it, take it… I wanna be pregnant with your baby!!”
“K…UUUUUUGGGHHH!!!
Thump, thump, thump… THUMP, THUMP!!
With the sensation that dragon fire was erupting from his lower half, Sieg relentlessly orgasmed into Ariel’s womb again and again.
Overwhelmed by the feeling, Ariel reached absolute climax all at once, trembling violently as she clung to the wall and collapsed softly.
From between her legs poured twice the usual amount of semen.
“Hehe… Rose…”
“H-hello, Becker…-san?”
“Now I could make you cum wild just with my cock… probably.”
“N-something’s really scary…”
“Only at first.”
Clearly feeling something strange circling inside him, Sieg pinned Rose down as well and began thrusting hard and fast.
He orgasmed within seconds without restraint, yet continued fucking her non-stop while climaxing repeatedly.
“Haaahhhh!? K-uugh… Becker-san… so harsh… so cruel… but I like it!!”
“Yeah, yeah, damn it, I love it too. Let me breed you over and over!”
“Yaaaahh♪”
He fucked Rose relentlessly, erupting again and again every ten seconds or so.
With just the semen that was gradually poured in, the uterus was relentlessly conquered deep within, and eventually Rose began to shamelessly tilt her hips without any regard for propriety.
It was not until the following evening at dusk that Sieg, who had been running amok while alternately holding both of their buttocks, regained his sanity.
”…This booze is sealed.”
“Yeah…”
“But it’s just a shame to waste it…”
All three of them promptly fainted, and on the morning of the third day, they tightly boxed the poisonous-looking bottle and stored it deep on the shelf.
As Siek pondered how to apologize to the pair while watching them, the door suddenly creaked open and the old couple entered.
“Finished it already, Sieg?”
“Another weird one this time. What an idiot son.”
“G-grandpa, grandma!?”
The elders were smirking broadly.
“After all, if you keep calling ‘Ahn-Ahn’ so carelessly, we’d burn up too!”
“We did burn!”
“You weren’t supposed to! We’re still healthy and spry despite our age!”
By the way, could we perhaps have that strange drug or wine?”
“Even if our spirits are aflame, our bodies just can’t keep up.”
“Eh?”
Sieg felt a sudden urge to recoil. Though they weren’t blood-related, he didn’t wish to imagine his grandparents’ night life at all.
However, compared to that, Ariel and Rose were even more adamantly opposed.
“N-no way!”
“This is something we need too, grandpa and grandma! Please spare us!”
”…You two…”
”…Um, um…”
“Perhaps sometimes it’s okay for someone like Sieg as well.”
Facing the two faces flushed red, Sieg, like Andy from the distant northern lands who focused on self-discipline rather than improving his diet, decided to steer his thoughts toward normal exertion.