Sieg Becher was a rare A-Rank Knight in southern Celesta who, despite belonging to the Special Intelligence Brigade—essentially the spy division—boasted a level of fame rivaling that of Overnight. The reason was simple: he was the subject of an abnormal number of epic ballads. Even national heroes like Overnight typically had only seven or eight standard tracks singing their praises; for an A-Rank Knight to have four or five major anthems composed in his honor was highly unusual. Moreover, Sieg’s songs often detailed battles against exceptionally massive foes or the instant annihilation of large pursuit parties—glory that seemed almost too good to be true. It was only natural to assume a man with such a track record would reside in a grand estate in the capital. But…
“Well, look who came home, Sieg.”
“Got some luggage from your idiot father. …Hey, old lady, take it easy on the board. Yes, I suppose I’ve been senile enough to lose my touch.”
“Be quiet, you old man. It’s checkmate.”
“No, no, no! I still have moves left! Trust me!”
When Sieg entered the capital, the house he headed toward was not a mansion, but a ground-floor unit in an old, run-down mortared apartment block—basically a cheap walk-up.
What greeted him was a pair of withered bird-people grandparents sitting on a bench by the small garden, munching on dried fish while playing a game of worn-out chess.
“…Becher. Who are they?”
“Oh? They’re my grandfather and grandmother.”
“You have Birdman blood in you?”
“I’m an orphan they raised. My adoptive father was a Birdman adventurer. You don’t know him? Lead Becher.”
“No…”
“I haven’t heard of him…”
Watching the Ogre beauty and the Dark Elf girl share troubled expressions, the elderly Birdman couple burst into cackling laughter.
“It probably never ends with your fame!”
“For crying out loud, your dad was a grave robber who loved attention as much as you do, and Sieg’s always making scenes despite having nothing but speed to show for it. You should really know better by now.”
The two women laughed heartily for a moment before suddenly slapping the bench in unison, gaping with their beaks agape as they looked at the two women who had entered with Sieg.
“…Sieg’s brought girls home, Mom!”
“No joke. The same Sieg who used to go to brothels whenever he earned enough gold and come back with chlamydia?”
“The same Sieg who went to the doctor, got his private areas completely shaved smooth, cried while saying ‘Knives are much better, you know? No diseases,’ and spent every night polishing his blades?”
“The same Sieg who was so terrified of going to a real establishment for a while after that that he became an expert on strip clubs?”
“Can you guys shut up? You’re actually serious about this.”
The two women listening from behind exchanged glances, smiling wryly at the thought that “yeah, if it’s Sieg, anything’s possible,” though they felt a twinge of fear realizing just how much his grandparents knew.
Even with Sieg grown into an adult, it was unlikely he’d let his grandparents spread such tales around.
This family seemed unexpectedly formidable, they thought.
“Have you already filed your report?” “I did the basics at least. The paperwork probably reached HQ before I even did, so it was just a return confirmation.” It was night at the Becher residence. Although Sieg, his Birdman grandparents, and the occasional visitor lived modestly in one room of that cramped apartment, the truth was the Bechers owned the entire building. One room was admittedly too small for them. Considering Sieg’s knife collection hobby and his father Lead’s habit of sending back strange treasures, there was no reason to be so thrifty. The Birdman grandparents lived on the first floor as the caretakers, while the remaining rooms were used as Sieg’s collection room, Lead’s junk room, and a miscellaneous storage space. Sieg’s personal bedroom was in a separate unit apart from those. On the second and third floors, several young members of the Intelligence Brigade had their own units. “I suppose for someone like you, I had imagined you’d be living in something more impressive, even if not quite a mansion.” “It’s no big deal; I’m home less than a hundred days a year anyway. As long as my knives have a place to live and Grandma and Grandpa are comfortable, that’s all I need.” “I see…”
“That’s right, isn’t it…”
Rose and Ariel came to a renewed realization of just how tough the days of waiting could be when it came to being Sieg’s wives.
“It feels a bit much to say this so soon after our engagement… but I’d really like him to come home more often.”
When Ariel said that, Rose nodded in agreement.
Scraping the back of his head with a scratch, Sieg offered a wry smile.
“Mm, well, not coming home was only true for my previous life. Besides, even when I did come back, those birds were all that was there.”
“So…”
“Ah, I’m going to cut down on work from now on. They’ve been telling me it’s a good time to start taking my age into account anyway.”
At Sieg’s words, the two women patted themselves on the chest in relief.
And then.
“So… even tonight,”
“How about we increase the number of family members who have to wait for me? ♪”
The two slowly undressed in front of Sieg and donned matching aprons over their bodies.
”… You know, you don’t actually have to be so strict about wearing naked aprons here, you know?”
“Don’t say such heartless things.”
“Actually, doing it here is the true meaning of the new wife play, don’t you think?”
The two spun around, sticking their butts out provocatively at Sieg.
“So, Becker…”
“Mr. Sieg, shall we have some marital intimacy…?”
“Hell with it… I haven’t been mobilized since today for a while, right? Don’t think this is just gonna be about tonight. I could spend tomorrow morning and the whole afternoon pestering you both relentlessly to make babies.”
“Hehe, let’s see who gives up first then?”
“We’re a team of two, so…”
”… My apologies for being cheeky.”
Apologizing as he spoke, Sieg spread open Ariel’s small yet lewd ass and penetrated her while she stood still.
Ariel had been wet since the moment she started undressing, so she accepted his thrust with a blissed-out groan.
“Haa… ang♪”
“Uwahh… damn, starting today it’s days of unlimited baby-making with Ariel here? Just reading that word combo gets me hot.”
“It’s unlimited with me too, you know?”
“I get it… but your cunt is just too devious; it feels like it can be squeezed dry any time.”
“D-Don’t say I only do this because I like it!”
Rose was truly the wife of an Ogre; living up to her reputation for a natural masterpiece, she had evolved into a terrifying sexual organ that forcibly milked Sieg’s essence with every repeated encounter.
It went beyond mere pleasure; once he entered, without him even needing to move his hips, he would be dragged into such intense ecstasy that it was unclear whether he was ejaculating or just resting, and he’d black out while her vagina sucked up all his semen. Lately, Ariel had to use sensory illusions to dull his sensitivity just to make the sex resemble its proper form.
“That’s so nice…”
“W-What do you mean? I’m the one envious of Arie…”
“N-No, I’ve had quite a bit of professional drive too! I studied and trained all sorts of techniques to meet my clients’ requests… and yet Ms. Rose manages to climax me so much that she ignores all my effort…”
“W-Well, this is tough on its own! If I try to savor Becker’s dick properly, he just ejaculates right away!”
“I-I get off just from Mr. Sieg’s ejaculation alone…”
“W-Well, if I get splattered three times, I’d be in a state of continuous orgasm too… but still.”
“Yeah yeah, I get it, I get it! I’ll join you as much as you want!”
“W-What?”
“Your old man sent some nice stuff over.”
Sieg pointed at the contents of the package Ariel had just handed him from the bird.
“Bottle… wine?”
“N-no, what is inside this?”
It was what his father had sent.
…A western continent specialty: distilled spirits infused with armor snakes.
“U-uwah, a snake!?”
“I-isn’t it nasty!?”
The two girls were naturally freaked out. But Sieg reached for the bottle without removing Ariel from inside him, and took a long drink through the trumpet-like vessel.
“This stuff’s got a reputation for boosting vitality, you see. My old man drank this and accidentally raided an entire brothel on a whim. Heh heh.”
“S-Sieg-san…?”
“N-no way, your eyes are acting weird!?”
“No no no. …But damn, you guys are amazing. Damn it, why didn’t you show up when I was younger, Ariel-chwan! Same goes for Rose! If I’d met you two in my teens, I’d have been banging you every single day!”
“St-steady on, Sieg-san!”
“I-f I’d done that in my teens, I would’ve still been an infant…”
“That doesn’t matter, ogre cock is ogre cock! It’ll probably fit right in, my dick! I’d actually train your virgin cunt from when you were a little girl to be exclusive for my dick!”
“B-Beka-san… manly… no, that’s dangerous talk!”
“S-something must be wrong with the contents of this bottle!?”
“Nope, I’m perfectly sane! Honest and real! Just like a whore!”
“No way!?”
“N-no, Sieg-san, being rough is… mmm, but… it feels good♪”
Feeling unusually liberated, Sieg pinned Ariel against the wall and started pounding away hard. Ariel was surprised at first, but true to her background as a former prostitute, she quickly adapted to Sieg’s violent thrusts and began letting out moans.
“I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming! Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant!”
“Yes, come, come… I want your baby too!!”
“Gh… uooooh!!”
Thump, thump, thump… thump, thump!!…
Sieg felt like he was spitting dragon breath from his lower half as he repeatedly ejaculated into Ariel’s womb with relentless persistence.
Ariel reached her climax instantly at the sensation, trembling violently as she clung to the wall and slid down it.
Double the usual amount of semen flowed from between their legs.
“Hehehe… Rose…”
“U-um, Beka-san?”
“I could make you cum crazy just with my dick right now… probably.”
“T-that’s scary…”
“It’s only bad at first.”
With Sieg clearly having gone off the deep end, he tackled Rose and began thrashing his hips around.
He ejaculated in three seconds due to the uninhibited pleasure, but kept going on top of Rose while still cumming.
“He-ahhh! K… ugh… Beka-san… that’s rough… so rough… but, I like it!!”
“Really? Really? Damn, I like it too, I’ll keep impregnating you as much as you want!”
“Yaaah♪”
He kept pounding Rose while ejaculating over and over again every ten seconds.
Conquered deep within her womb solely by the semen pumped in steadily, Rose soon abandoned all shame and dignity, starting to whimper uncontrollably.
Sieg regained his sanity the following evening, after a wild ride where he had taken turns mounting both their asses.
”…This booze is cursed.”
“Yeah…”
“It’s a bit of a waste, though…”
The three of them collapsed unconscious on the spot. On the morning of the third day, they tightly sealed the obnoxious bottles in their boxes and shoved them to the back of the shelf.
While pondering how to apologize to the two women, he noticed the door suddenly creak open as the elderly bird couple entered.
“Are you done, Sieg?”
“That was another strange one, huh. That idiot son of ours.”
“G-Grandpa! Grandma!?”
The old birds were grinning from ear to ear.
“Well, when someone is that defenseless, moaning and calling out like that, even us can catch fire.”
“We sure did burn.”
“Don’t burn!!”
They were a birdman couple who remained vigorous in their old age.
“In that case, would you pass along that strange drug or booze of yours?”
“Even if my spirit catches fire, my body just doesn’t keep up anymore.”
“Eh…”
Sieg felt an icky mood settle in. Despite not being related by blood, he really didn’t want to imagine his grandparents’ nightly life.
However, Ariel and Rose opposed even more fiercely than Sieg did.
“N-No way!”
“We need this too, Grandpa and Grandma! Please cut us some slack!”
”…You guys.”
”…Th-that…”
“It’s nice to see that kind of side of you sometimes, Sieg.”
Looking at the two blushing women, Sieg resolved to try improving his lifestyle a bit to get back to normal capacity, turning his mind toward self-discipline just like Andy in that distant northern land.