Diane-san has a daughter too.
Her name is Janet. Of course, she’s as beautiful as Diane-san herself. For some reason, she’s made it her style to have her long hair braided only at the ears.
She looks truly refined… but she’s also a bit of a handful.
Father: “What is it, Janet? Are you going to play with Papa today?”
Janet: “No, I’d rather someone else handle that. I just want to clear up a simple question.”
Does a 7-year-old kid really talk like this to their father?
Janet: “According to various documents, Father seems to have been a seasoned veteran who fought frequently in battles, but why isn’t he putting that to use now?”
Father: “Well, you know how these documents exaggerate things… You’re probably talking about defeating dragons or demon gods, right?”
Father: “He’s taken down holy beasts, pirates, and even the Ogre mafia.”
Janet: “At that level, it starts to sound like a lie, doesn’t it?”
Father: “Is it a lie?”
Janet looks up at me with innocent eyes.
It pains me to tell her the truth when she thinks of Father as a great hero, but there’s no point in lying.
Even if someone asked me to fight, I’d probably just end up delegating things. I haven’t even touched a crossbow in years.
Father: “It’s not entirely a lie, but there are quite a few cases where he either tied or simply wasn’t there when it happened.”
Janet: “Hmm. Why would such descriptions appear?”
Father: “Maybe because everyone just assumes it was Father’s doing and it sticks.”
Father: “I don’t know. Why is that? Was Father some kind of fierce warrior in his youth, like an Ogre?”
Father: “Well, there were a few times when he won against opponents who seemed unbeatable… though it might’ve been thanks to dragons and Mother too. Everyone just insisted it was Father’s help.”
Father: “And that’s how the story of him being a hero started.”
Father: “Yeah, something like that. Mother’s way more impressive, you can see that even with your own eyes, right?”
Father: “I wouldn’t argue that Mother is a monster.”
Father: “Don’t talk about Mother like that…”
Janet: “Still, Janet has quite a bit of talent herself.”
At her age, she can effortlessly control shock waves without weapons and her physical abilities are well beyond those of an adult. Her talent clearly shows she’s definitely Diane-san’s daughter.
That’s probably why she’s able to fully grasp the endless strength of Diane-san too.
Janet: “But she’s not a bruiser or anything—she’s actually a bookworm who spends all her free time holed up in the study at the Baron’s mansion or the library at Polka Academy.”
Father: “To think she can read that much at her age… That must be inherited from Diane-san too. I was just a silly kid at 10, always causing trouble and peeking everywhere.”
Father: ”……Where did my blood go?”
Janet: “If he had such achievements, I thought he’d have been in a position to lead the army like Grandfather. Even that Sieg Becker would’ve been in that role.”
Father: “But Becker-san is a true hero…”
Janet: “After stepping away from the field, Becker-san now serves as a strategist for the Intelligence Brigade and continues to train and operate behind the scenes.”
Father: “He said, ‘I’ve lived in the world of tough battles since I was a kid. It’s hard to settle for a leisurely life.’”
Sometimes, through connections with Onyx, he comes to Polka and serves the wives or joins the peeking corps, which chases him around.
He must be well over fifty by now, but perhaps because he still comes to Polka occasionally, or maybe because of his natural aptitude, his impression hasn’t changed much since we first met.
“But the dragons all agree that my father is a great hero who will go down in history. Yet, as a daughter, I can’t help but find it hard to accept that he was just a country blacksmith.”
“He wanted to be a blacksmith here more than any general or noble. His father was the same way.”
“Why? Was his grandfather really that remarkable?”
“Yeah. He was big-hearted and cheerful… a good father.”
He nodded, feeling a little nostalgic as he couldn’t quite recall his father’s face anymore.
But then…
“I only hear stories from my grandmother and the neighbors about how clumsy and pitiful he was…”
“Well, I guess there were those aspects too…”
“He’s the opposite of my father. It seems his real character is completely different from what people say.”
“No, he really was a great blacksmith. The craftsmen in the royal capital and Jackie-san always praised him for it.”
“It’s difficult to truly understand someone.”
Janet tilted her head and turned away.
From just her back, she still looked like a seven-year-old, but talking to her made it hard to believe that.
Still, while her way of speaking was intelligent, there were times when she seemed clueless or too idealistic, and her purity peeked through in little ways. It was almost endearing.
“He’s not a bad kid, though.”
I muttered this as I watched her back, and just then, Diana-san appeared from somewhere and stood beside me with a wry smile.
“It’s a fun time right now to learn all sorts of things. Let him do as he pleases. It might feel unsatisfying when you’re dealing with Elenia or Frena, but it doesn’t mean they don’t care about you.”
“No, I’m not complaining at all…”
“Maybe it’s because you’re not getting enough affection and it’s making you feel lonely?”
“Well, maybe a little… No, I don’t want her to turn into someone like Elen and Frena, that’s for sure.”
“Fufu. Well, if she suddenly starts showing an interest in your, um, lower half, don’t be surprised.”
“No, Diana-san, let’s guard against that. That’s something you’re not supposed to allow a daughter to do.”
“I want to be a fair mother. If Elenia and Frena are allowed to have their own lives, then I can’t say anything if Janet starts feeling the same way.”
“But if she brings home a boyfriend, you’d be angry, right?”
“That’s a sneaky question to ask, so don’t bring it up, really!”
How many fathers, who’ve doted on their daughters since they were babies, could just laugh and let them bring home some random guy to have sex with?
Th-that was crude.
But that’s how it is, isn’t it?
Eventually, I’ll have to face that pain head-on. But it’s inevitable that my emotions won’t be acknowledged.
“I’m… just a father who dotes on his daughter sincerely… I’m not so crazy as to want to be her sex partner instead of letting her have a boyfriend…”
“I get it, I get it. Anyway, it’s still too early for her.”
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[User]: “Uuu… I wish she could stay young forever…”
[Assistant]: “There’s no need to worry, that girl has a long lifespan.”
[User]: “That’s not what I meant… Well, it kind of is, but…”
I’d prefer if she made a boyfriend after I die and found happiness… It would reduce the damage for me.
Though, that’s also a pretty selfish wish. Young people should want to fall in love, after all.
…By the way, Janet is basically living outside the palace too. It’s not that Diane-san has any particularly strict ideas about hygiene, but Janet lives in the Smyth family home outside the palace and doesn’t like playing with other kids, so she spends most of her time either at the baron’s house or the academy reading books, so there’s little reason for her to come inside the palace right now.
I’m a bit worried that she might end up being shy around others… but well, we can take care of her more when she grows up.
As for my daughter, things are looking a bit grim lately, but having only a son makes things a bit easier.
[Assistant]: “From an outsider’s perspective, it’s just funny to watch, you know?”
[User]: “But wouldn’t Beatrice hate it if her daughter got all worked up about the father!?”
[Assistant]: “I don’t have any daughters yet, so I can’t say for sure.”
[User]: “Though I could probably imagine it, given how things are.”
Beatrice leans her elbows on the counter with a sly grin.
She runs a shop along Polka Street. The sign above reads “Tresia’s General Store.”
At first, it was just a shop selling handmade items like stuffed animals and tote bags, but as Beatrice kept adding things she found interesting, the inventory grew to include foreign spices, soap, art supplies, perfume, and even weapons and furnishings—everything without any sense of cohesion, so it ended up becoming a “general store.”
By the way, she also has her own supply route for erotic scrolls, which she occasionally brings in, so I’m really grateful.
Well, you could always get them from Onyx or someone, but it’s hard to check regularly. Most of the time, when I go to contact them, I end up getting caught up in a wild orgy with the maids or the brothel girls.
[User]: “At least we’ve had three boys in a row. Not that I’m complaining about having boys, but I’d like to have a girl soon.”
[Assistant]: ”…I’m not opposed to having kids, but it might be another boy.”
[User]: “Then I’ll just have to look forward to the next one.”
Beatrice smiles while showing off her shoulder in a revealing outfit.
It’s a bold move, using her looks to attract customers.
Beatrice has grown as a woman through her work as a shopkeeper and artisan.
Of course, her figure has changed too (though it was painfully thin when we first met), but she’s also become more stable emotionally. Now, as the owner of the shop, she can hold her own against people like Cosmos-san or Lady Swallow with a confident demeanor.
[User]: “By the way, what about the kids?”
[Assistant]: “They’re probably at the hot spring right now. Sharon said they’d take their baths around this time, so all the little ones went.”
[User]: ”…Sharon’s going to the men’s bath again, huh…”
[Assistant]: “She’s practically a public fixture for that kind of thing. It’s not just the kids, though.”
[User]: “Well, even if there are no predators around, it’s still… you know.”
Sharon often helps out at the church temple.
During peak season, she fights monsters in Rengangus, but otherwise, she stays in Polka. Though, some of the kids in Polka are surprisingly shy about taking baths, so Sharon and Laurel end up helping them after classes.
Of course, it’s not like she overdoes it with the boys—she just takes them to the bath and washes them—but given how she is, Sharon doesn’t hide anything from the kids, so a lot of the boys and a few older men end up forming a traffic jam in the bathhouse just to see her.
That’s another one of her troublesome tendencies: “You’re the only one who can feel it with your little thing… ♪” she teases, so even showing herself off to others is part of her play for her.
By the way, Laurel doesn’t really have that kind of interest, so she just wraps herself in a towel. Even so, she gets visibly annoyed when people look at her like “What a disappointment…” or something like that.
[User]: “It’s really helpful having the baths here, though. It’s like getting healed just by taking a bath. The middle kid broke his arm playing hammer games on the roof the other day, but now he’s all fine.”
[…] “Does the current generation know about Annette Hammer?” “I don’t know why, but they do. Maybe it’s been passed down since someone imitated her. I wish it would disappear because it’s dangerous.” Annette, the Grand Knight Commander, has already retired, though… I guess she’s already considered some kind of fictional hero or something.
I returned to the palace, took off my shoes at the entrance, and handed them over to the Onyx maids who were waiting there in their aprons and nothing else.
As I walked, I removed my upper and lower garments one by one, handing them over to the maids along the way. By the time I reached the bathhouse, I was completely naked.
I was tired again today, so I wanted to take a break and soak in the bath, but…
The density of girls in the bath was so high that I couldn’t find a spot to stretch out and relax.
“Why is everyone here soaking in the hot spring…?”
“Today, Master hasn’t been naughty since morning, so when he comes back, we’re all expecting a wild orgy party♪”
A maid nearby said that, and all the naked beauties in my field of vision raised their fists and cheered enthusiastically.
”…Well, then I’ll do that. Start with you.”
“Kyaa♪ I’m gonna get pregnant♪”
I tore off the apron of the reporting maid and threw it away, grabbing her waist to start the act.
…I noticed Elenia and Frena watching from very close by and hesitated a little.
”…What are you staring at?”
“We’re getting fucked too, aren’t we?”
“You’re totally used to this…”
As I muttered that, the two of them leaned their shoulders together and smiled at each other.
“Only the collar is left, right?♪”
“I want the black one♪”
Ah, but they haven’t issued new collars in a while.
No, even if it’s not black, it’s still no good. Putting a collar on a child and sticking my dick inside would be absolutely the worst.