The previous camping trip in the northern forest with Floria was quite popular, so I got a taste for it and am now working on various inventions at my workshop for our next camping trip.
I improved the tent by engraving runes onto elven fabric to enhance its portability and comfort. Although severe weather is rare in the forest, I made sure that even heavy rainstorms wouldn't bother us inside the tent.
By placing soundproofing runes between a double-layered roof and ceiling, noise from large raindrops hitting the outer layer doesn’t reach the inner one. Additionally, by laying my specially developed ultra-light carpet on the floor, we can comfortably sleep on rocky surfaces without worrying about it.
I also spent a long time developing a campfire set. When Lila said she could provide endless fire without fuel if I just let her handle it, I explained that slowly tending to a fire under the stars is part of a man’s romanticism.
To prevent fires from going out easily, I engraved runes on fire-retardant fabric to gently guide air over them and created a lazy campfire setup where wind always blows in without needing any special stove design.
I also made several prototypes for an easy-to-assemble pot stand using the same wood used in "Yari rooms," designed so that even kids could set it up from a bundle of sticks within five minutes.
And, naturally, I put all my blacksmithing knowledge and experience into crafting axes for splitting firewood, pursuing both durability and sharpness to create several excellent pieces.
Rantz was impressed after trying them out and suggested selling these instead of making weapons since they’d be more profitable. But these are for me and the kids’ camping trips; I have no intention of putting them on the market.
...Besides, producing them would be difficult because they use rare metals donated by a Silver Dragon.

Besides inventing and stacking various items like silk nets to keep away animals, handy portable shovels for digging holes, don't say things like "You don't need all of this if you have a dragon and a 'penis room'."
I want to enjoy camping as a leisure activity with the kids. There must be other children besides Floria who would find it fun.

Since I didn't get many chances to use them, I planned a camping competition.

Only relatively older kids will participate; younger ones might worry about handling fire or knives. Even if they can heal instantly from the Spirit Spring, I don't want to give them painful memories that could spoil their experience.

...And I'm kind of worried about Diane and Hilda's warm but slightly unsettling looks at how enthusiastic I am.

"What's wrong? Do you have a problem with our camping competition?"

"Men go through phases like this. My brothers and former subordinates sometimes had similar obsessions, too—camping, tree houses, fishing."

"You're acting so boyish☆"

To them, long-lived species, I'll always be just a kid.

But there's something that stings a little.
No, it’s not just that. I don't want to do this purely for my own sake.
You know, when we go camping in mobile houses, there's nothing much to do except end up having orgies with the slave girls, right?
I think it's important to have some purpose and experience with leisure activities. That's what I wanted to propose.

So,
This time around, the venue is the Red Clan territory. We chose a place where trees are relatively sparse and visibility is good, so there’s little worry about monsters appearing. Also, in case the kids wander off from their campsite, there’s a nearby road leading to the Labyrinth of Holy Beasts with some foot traffic, increasing the chances of them being found.
...Well, I don’t think they’ll get lost if we bring multiple dragons along, but just in case.
"Welcome."
And Breakcore came over after receiving my message. He said it’s not too far from the labyrinth (of course, not close enough for the kids to accidentally wander into), so he can come without much trouble.

"I heard you want to enjoy camping. Should I tell Dier to bring something tasty?"

"Nah, I thought we'd let the kids have fun preparing meals and all. We can get something good another time."

"Hmm. It seems like camping is a form of entertainment for those who live in towns."

"Surprised?"

"For elves, camping is more rooted in their daily lives... it's just a different kind of experience altogether. I don't think they'd usually enjoy it as such."

Indeed, some of the northern elves always lived outdoors. So maybe they wouldn’t see camping—or rather, sleeping outside—as something special.

"This is our castle! Got that, Huey? Ryle? Claudio? Don't let any girls in here!"

Peter was already acting like a leader behind his tent, addressing Beatrice’s sons and Claudio.

Elenia watched him with a cool expression.

“Even if you said it, I wouldn’t go in… and don’t even think about coming into my tent.”

She muttered.

Peter tilted his head at her. “What’s the big deal?”

“It’s not like it matters to me either way,” he added.

“What do you mean ‘not matter’!? What are your standards!?”

“You’re bored at night anyway, right? Come play with us.”

“Isn’t that supposed to be something like ‘come over to our tent’ or whatever!?”

“This is our castle. Don’t you get it? A castle isn’t just invaded like that.”

“I don’t care about some setting in your head… if a girl goes into my tent, I’ll kill her with poison.”

“Why poison!? Isn’t something like that supposed to be punches or knives!?”

「If we just hit or cut someone, it seems like they won't count as having fallen into the spirit spring.」

「It's scary how you aim for lethal damage...」

「I told you not to enter if you don’t want to die. If you just want to play around, do so outside.」

The female leader Elenia and male leader Peter. Although she looks like his older sister, in reality, the half-dwarf Peter is actually her brother.
Considering their ambiguous relationship, Elenia no longer calls him “onii-chan” (big brother). She used to call him that when they were kids though.

…It’s not like the time I suddenly stopped calling myself Papa. Not at all.

I’m in the adult tent with Mira, Emma, and Leeda.
Rilla isn’t here today; she's on a trip south with Naris.
With children around, it wouldn't be appropriate to start anything lewd. So today, I’ll just supervise them.
Taking turns watching over the fire, setting up poles as the sun sets, and putting up predator nets.

The net was about thirty meters across. I thought that would be enough, but it barely encircled the three tents.
Should I make it longer or add another one?
But using too many "silk ropes" isn't a good idea either. There are plenty of other useful materials and besides, if there were three dragons around, having something to keep them away wouldn’t really matter anyway. My camping set is prepared for all sorts of situations, including ones without dragons.
To be honest, I doubt that there will ever be a time in my life when there isn't a dragon by my side, but hey, someone else might use it someday. Maybe. If asked what kind of situation, I wouldn’t know how to answer so let’s leave it at that.
“Sounds like fun.”
I muttered while arranging the firewood for the bonfire. Peter and his three brothers had been joking around and tickling each other earlier, but now it was quiet as midnight approached.
They seemed pretty grown up, but they were still kids in the end. The way they suddenly fell asleep after playing full out is something only children do.
…And then,
“…Daddy♪”

Kay from the girls' tent has stuck her head out and is waving at me.

"What's up? Is something wrong?"

"Just come over here quietly, okay? ♪"

"...Why not?"

I feel a bad vibe and brace myself. No way, right?

"Peter will wake up if you make too much noise! ♪"

"...Are we going to talk about something private? Or can I come in? Won't I get poisoned or anything?"

"It's fine, really! ♪"

Not wanting to ignore her, I stick my head into the girls' tent.

And then all the girls inside pull me in.

“Ugh!?”

“Hi, welcome to Pa-Pa♪”

Elenia and Kay-chan are on top of me. They’re completely naked.

“Aren’t you being a bit too open-minded even for this tent that doesn’t fit Peter and the others!? ”

“It’s okay, it’s okay♪ I’ve already locked the entrance with a Cover Lock spell, and I know how to cast soundproofing magic as well♪”

They seem way too eager.

Wait just a moment. Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that doing it with Elenia and Kay-chan is fine. “Are you really going to do this...?” Frena looks a little worried but she’s starting to undress anyway, so let’s give her another hundred steps.

Floria is also inside the tent. She fell for Elenia and Kay-chan’s lie that it was their family rule to marry Papa, but at least she’s still on the healthy side.

“Come on, you can’t do this in front of Rea!?”

“But we’re doing it in front of other little kids too in Palace.”

"But it's too early to show Rea that kind of stuff! Narisu will get mad at me!"

"If I don't say anything, everything'll be fine. Right, Rea?"

"U-Um...I-I won't say anything."

"As an older sister, you should protect your younger sister a little more!"

"It's okay."

Elenia and Kei-chan worked together to pull down my pants while Kei-chan smiled brightly at me.

"Soon we'll all be daddy's personal sex toys♪"

"I've been thinking this for a while now, but Kei-chan, your perverted thoughts are way too strong!"

"But Rea-san wants to see it too, right? Us having sex...♪"

"P-Papa and Mama will hide us!"

“…S-Sorry. I didn’t mean to leave you out. But it’s not like Reia is a bad girl and that’s why we were hiding her, right? More like these three are the ones who are bad girls?”

“Eh? Dad thinks of us as bad girls?”

“It might be because our pussy skills aren’t up to par.”

Elenia and Kay-chan feign ignorance.

Frena meanwhile reaches for her last pair of panties.

“Well, whether we’re good or bad doesn’t matter. As long as I can become your personal sex toy, right?”

“S-So you really… want that?”

“The first time I did it, I felt so grateful to the woman who gave birth to me.”

She’s a wicked sister trying to tempt Floria.

“Dad ejaculates like crazy every single time. From now on, all of us are going to be filled with your cum until we’re dripping wet… You’ll see our faces when that happens. It’s because this is what it means to feel a woman’s happiness.”

Slipping into the dim tent, my daughter shamelessly strips off her last piece of clothing while passionately defending how happy she is to be fucked by her father.

Three sisters eagerly spread their legs for their father’s cock, unable to resist their twisted instincts even though their brothers are sleeping just a few meters away.

“Daddy… Can I have your dick?”

“Please let me serve Daddy’s dick deep inside my pussy today too♪”

“You can make me pregnant if you want…♪”

“...Rea. I’m really sorry for being such a father…”

Hiding her mouth, she watches with keen interest as our father thrusts into the sisters’ cunts.

She starts to show off their serious fucking sessions astride him.

“…”
Floria’s eyes showed a mix of fear and intense curiosity, along with the drunkenness brought on by an abnormal situation.
…Sorry. Really sorry.
There are three more dragons left. Please try to distract them.

The next morning.

“Oi! Get up, Elenia, Frena! …It won’t open!”

I was still having a threesome rotation when Peter called out from outside the tent while I was fucking Elenia doggy style. I was so scared that I almost died.

Before long, Maya grabbed Peter by the neck and dragged him away somewhere.

“U-Whoa!? What’s going on!?!? Maya!? Maya-san!?”

“…”

Either she found it troublesome to explain, or she thought that lying would get her into trouble. Maya left the tent without saying a word.

“...Eh, Ele? Umm... Did you actually use your voice illusion?”

“...I forgot...”

“Hey!? ”

It was hard to joke about it after pouring so much cum inside them that they couldn’t even stand up.

“...Also, it really stinks...”

“I-I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, Ria.”

Ria could only apologize since she couldn’t get the semen out.

Even with the dragons’ help, we managed to clean things up somehow.

“...I think you’re being a bit too bold. Doing that while we were right next to them...”

Claudio said with a very complex expression. It seemed that while Peter didn’t understand, Claudio had figured everything out.

“I want you to believe me. Dad really just wanted you all to enjoy yourselves at the camp.”

“…I’m not saying I don’t believe you, but he should have expected how perverted Ele and the others would get.”

“…You’re right.”

Sorry for being such a wrong father. Truly sorry.

And then Floria said,

“It smelled so strong... But it’s like something I’ve smelled before.”

She left behind an extremely perplexing comment.

…Did Naris leave scent behind in the morning too?

“I’ll end up becoming that way, sooner or later.”

“Really, you don’t have to.”
Please don’t give up like that. I beg of you.

That camping trip to the Northern Forest I took with Floria.
Since it was a relative success, I got a bit of a taste for it myself, and I’ve been busy making various things in the workshop in preparation for the next trip.

For the tent, I significantly improved both portability and livability by applying engraved runes to Elven cloth. While the weather in the forest rarely breaks violently, I finished a tent that can withstand even a torrential thunderstorm without much concern. By applying sound-dasting runes between the double structure of the roof and ceiling, the heavy rain hitting the roof doesn't echo inside; additionally, by placing a specially developed ultra-lightweight carpet on the floor, you can nap deeply even on rocky, uneven ground.

Furthermore, I spent a long time developing a campfire set. Lyra told me, "You don't need to make such things; just leave it to me and I'll show you how to prepare as much fire as you want without needing fuel," but that's not the point. Tending to a fire under the starry sky is a man's romantic ideal.
That being said, I implemented runes on the surface of fireproof cloth to gently guide air, realizing a "lazy" campfire structure that constantly feeds air into the flames without the need for a complex, engineered stove.

I also went through numerous prototypes for a simple, easy-assembly pot stand, using the same wood found in the structural components of the "Spear Room." I redesigned it meticulously so that even a child could assemble it from a bundle of sticks in five minutes.
And of course, for the wood-splitting machetes, I mobilized all my knowledge and experience as a blacksmith to pursue maximum durability and sharpness, producing several magnificent masterpieces.
Lanz, who was moved after testing them, advised me, "Selling these normally would definitely be more profitable than forging swords for combat," but these are for my camping trips with the children. I have no intention of selling them.
...Besides, since I'm using rare metals gifted by the Silver Dragon, mass production would be difficult.

I continue to invent and pile up various other items, such as beast-deterrent nets made of "Silk Chains" and portable shovels convenient for digging.
Don't say, "You won't need those if you have a mobile hut of the 'Spear Room' standard and a dragon."
I want to enjoy camping as a leisure activity with the children. I'm sure there are other children besides Floria who will find it fun.

Since the opportunity to use them hadn't come along for quite a while, I decided to organize a camping event myself.
I'm only inviting the relatively older children. If they are too young, I worry about them handling fire and blades. Even if they can be healed instantly by the Holy Spring, I don't want to give children painful memories that they'll hate.
...And I am concerned that the looks Diane-san and Hilda-san are giving me are incredibly patronizing.
"What is it? Is there a problem with the camping event?"
"I just thought, 'Ah, there comes a time when men get obsessed with such things.' My brothers and former subordinates used to suffer from these 'outbreaks' too. Camping, treehouses, fishing..."
"It feels so... boyish! ☆"
To long-lived species like them, they understand that no matter how old I get, I am still a child.
However, that stings just a little bit.
No, that's not it. It's not merely that I want to do this.
You see, when you stay overnight in a mobile hut style, if there's nothing to do, it tends to veer toward how to have a massive orgy with the female slaves, doesn't it?
I think having a sense of leisure with a moderate purpose and experience is important. That's what I want to propose.

And so.
The venue for this occasion is the territory of the Red Clan. I chose a region where the trees are relatively sparse and visibility is good, with less worry about monsters appearing. Also, even if the children happen to wander away from the campsite, there is a steady flow of people because it's near the road to the Holy Beast Labyrinth, so the probability of finding them is high.
...Well, I don't think getting lost is likely if you're traveling with multiple dragons, but just in case.

"Welcome."

And Blakecore, who had been notified, came to visit.

Since it is reasonably close to the Labyrinth (though, of course, not so close that the children might accidentally stumble into it), it seems to be a place he can visit without much exhaustion.

"I heard you are enjoying the wild. Should I ask Diel to bring something delicious?"

"No, I want the children to enjoy themselves, including the food preparation. We'll do delicious food another time."

"Hmm. I see that for those living in the city, camping can be a form of play."

"Is that unexpected?"

"For Elves, camping is more deeply rooted in daily life... I think the sensation is a bit different. It is rare to see someone enjoy it as a deliberate pastime."

Come to think of it, some of the Northern Elves live outdoors constantly.

So, they might not perceive camping—or rather, sleeping rough—as a special experience.

"This is our castle! Listen, Huey! Lyle! Claue! Don't you dare bring the women in here!"
With a tent he had immediately set up at his back, Peter was acting like a leader toward Claudio and Beatrice's sons.
And Elenia watched this with cold, unimpressed eyes.

"I wasn't going to enter even if you told me to... and don't you dare come into this tent, either," I muttered.

In response, Peter tilted his head with a "?" expression.

"What's wrong with that?"

"What do you mean, 'what's wrong'?! What is wrong with your sense of boundaries!?"

"We're going to be bored tonight anyway, right? Let's just hang out over there."

"Aren't you supposed to say something like, 'Come to our tent!' instead!?"

"That's why this is our 'castle.' Don't you get it? A castle isn't something you can just invade so easily."

"I don't care about whatever settings are running through your head... If a girl enters this tent, I'll kill you, okay? With poison."

"Why poison?! Shouldn't it be something like a punch or a blade!?"

"I feel like if I just punched or slashed you, the Spirit Spring might just make it like it never happened."

"Aiming for guaranteed lethal damage is terrifying..."

"That's why I'm telling you: don't enter if you don't want to die. If you just want to play, stay outside."

Elenia, the female leader, and Peter, the male leader. No matter how you look at it, Elenia looks like the older sister, but in reality, Peter, the half-dwarf, is the older brother.

Perhaps taking that ambiguity into account, Elenia no longer calls Peter "Onii-chan." She used to when we were kids, though.
...It's not like that time when she suddenly stopped calling me "Papa." At least, I hope not.

I was in the adult tent with Maia, Emma, Leda, and the others.
Lyra wasn't here today; she was traveling south with Nalis.
Since the children were nearby, I couldn't start getting any lewd stuff going. Today, I was strictly on chaperone duty.
I tended the fire, and as dusk fell, I set up the support poles and stretched out the beast-repellent netting.
The netting had a diameter of about 30 meters. I thought that should be enough, but once you encompass all three tents, it's a tight fit.
Should I make it longer, or perhaps make a second one?
Then again, I shouldn't use up "Silk Chains" too recklessly. It's a useful material that can be used for plenty of other things, and besides, beast-repellent netting is meaningless when you have three dragons around anyway—it's nothing more than "I decided to try it out since I had the chance."
My camp set is designed to handle various situations, including scenes where dragons aren't present.
To be honest, I wonder if there will even be a time in my life when dragons aren't by my side, but well, someone else might use it. Perhaps. If you ask me, "In what situation?" I'd be at a loss, so let's just leave it at that.

"At any rate, I'm glad they seem to be having fun," I muttered while tidying the firewood for the bonfire. Until a moment ago, Peter and his three younger brothers were frolicking, joking around, and tickling each other, but things had quieted down as midnight approached.
I thought they had grown quite a bit, but I realized they're still just children. That way of making a massive ruckus and then suddenly dropping off to sleep is uniquely characteristic of kids.
...And then.

"...Papa♪"

Kei-chan, the dark elf, poked her head out from the girls' tent and beckoned me.

"What is it? Did something happen?"

"Just come. Come quietly♪"

"...Why?"

I braced myself, feeling a bad premonition. No, surely not.

"Because Peter-san and the others might wake up♪"

"...Do you have some kind of secret to tell? Also, am I allowed to enter? Am I going to be poisoned to death?"

"It'll be fine♪"

Unable to ignore her, I poked my head into the girls' tent.
And then, I was instantly pulled inside by the girls waiting within.

"Wha—!?"

"Hellooo! Welcome, Papa~♪"

Elenia and Kei-chan were straddling me as I tumbled in. Completely naked.

"Even if Peter and the others can't get in, this is way too open!"

"It’s fine, it’s fine♪ I just cover-locked the entrance, and I even learned soundproofing magic♪"

She is way too eager.

No, wait a second. Even if I concede a hundred steps to the idea of doing it with Ele or Kei-chan... even if I concede two hundred steps to Frena, who has started undressing while looking a bit anxious, as if asking, "Are we really doing this...?"

Floria is also inside the tent. Though she has fallen for Ele and the others' lie that "marrying Papa is our family tradition," she is still, for the time being, on the wholesome side.

"We can't go all the way in front of Ria, can we!?"

"Ehh? We do it in the palace while the other little kids are watching all the time."

"But it's too early to show Ria the dirty stuff! Narys will be furious!"

"It's fine as long as we don't tell. Right, Ria?♪"

"U-uuu... I-I won't tell."

"As an older sister, you need to act more like you're protecting your sibling!"

"It's okay."

With both her and Elenia pulling at my pants, Kei-chan said with a bright smile,

"Because eventually, everyone is going to become Papa's personal onahole♪"

"I've thought this for a while, but Kei-chan, your erotic ideology is way too extreme! It's dangerous!"

"But Ria-san wants to watch, too, you know? Watching us use our onaholes...♪"

"P-Papa and Mama will hide it from you!"

"...S-sorry. I know you hate being left out. But look, I'm not hiding it because you're a bad girl, Ria. If anything, these three are the bad ones, okay?"

"Ehh? Papa, you think of us as bad girls?"

"Is it because our pussy skills are lacking?"

Elenia and Kei-chan feigned innocence.

Frena, reaching for her final pair of panties, added:

"Well, I don't care if it's bad or not♪ As long as I can become Papa's onahole♪"

"I-is... that really okay?"

"The first time we did it, it was so good I almost thanked the mother who gave birth to me♪"

She is a wicked older sister, doing her absolute best to corrupt Floria.

"Papa ejaculates so many, many times, so from now on, all of us are going to have our pussies turned into messy, semen-drenched holes... and I think we're going to make some pretty intense faces. So watch closely... because this is what it feels like to experience a woman's true happiness♪"

In the dim light of the tent, my biological daughter slid off her last piece of clothing, delivering a lewd monologue about the bliss of being violated by her father.

The three females spread their legs, inviting him to mate.

Even with their brothers sleeping just a few meters away, they could not resist their twisted feminine instincts.

"Papa... give me your cock, please?"

"Please let me serve Papa's cock deep inside my pussy again today♪"

"You can impregnate me...♪"

"...Ria. I am so sorry... for having a father like this..."

In front of my pure-hearted daughter, who watched with intense curiosity while covering her mouth.

I thrust my manhood into my sisters' fleshly holes.

And I began to show them the full-force mating of their older sisters.

“Nngh……♪”
What floated in Floria’s eyes was a hint of fear, intense curiosity, and the intoxication of an abnormal situation.
……I’m sorry. I am truly, truly sorry.
And there are three dragons. Please, just pretend you didn't notice.

The next morning.

“Hey! Wake up, Ele, Frena! ……Huh, it won't open.”

Even though it was morning, I was still continuing my rotation with the three of them. While I was in the middle of taking Elenia from behind, Peter called out to me from outside the tent, and I was scared to death.

Before I could figure out what to do, Maia grabbed Peter by the scruff of his neck, lifted him up, and dragged him away.

“Wha—Waaaah!? What was that for?! Hey, talk to me! Maia! Maia-san!?”

“…………”

Whether she found explaining it too much of a hassle, or thought any attempt at a cover-up would fall apart, Maia simply walked away from the tent without a word.

“……Uh, Ele. Did you... did you actually use the Audio Illusion spell?”

“……I forgot……”

“Hey!?”

I felt bad even trying to call her out, considering I had pumped enough semen into the girls to make all three of them unable to get out of bed.

“……More importantly, it smells incredibly bad……”

“I-I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Ria.”

For Ria, who was stuck in a position where she couldn't even move, I had nothing left to do but apologize.

Though we managed to settle things somehow, with the help of the dragons...

“……I think that was a bit too bold. Even with us right there, doing that was……”

Claudio said to me with a deeply conflicted expression. Peter didn't seem to realize what had happened, but it seemed Claudio had sensed everything.

“Please believe me. All Papa wanted was for you all to have fun at the camp.”

“……It’s not that I don't believe you, but I think you should have anticipated the level of lewdness from Ele-chan and the others a bit more.”

“……You are quite right, sir.”

I am truly a failure of a father. I am so, so sorry.

And as for Floria...

“……It was a powerful smell. ……But, it's a smell I sort of recognize.”

She left me with a deeply troubling comment.

……I wonder if there was ever a morning where the scent lingered on Naris, too.

“……I’m going to end up like that eventually, too.”

“You really don't have to become like that, I promise.”

Please, I beg of you, don't look at me with such a face of resigned fate. I mean it.

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.

Lanz 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 Diane 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 Frena, 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.
Frena 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, Frena! …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.

The northern forest camping trip I had with Floria back in the day.
Since it was quite well-received, I got hooked on the idea and have been busy at the Invention Workshop crafting all sorts of gear for our next campout.

The tent features elven cloth engraved with protective runes, dramatically improving both portability and livability. While severe weather is rare in the forest, this tent can withstand even torrential thunderstorms without a care. By embedding sound-dampening runes between the double-layered roof and ceiling, heavy raindrops won't echo inside. Plus, I've installed a custom-developed ultra-lightweight carpet on the floor, allowing kids to sleep comfortably even on rocky terrain.

I also spent months developing a fire kit. When Lyra suggested, "You don't need to make all that; just leave it to me—I can conjure endless flames without fuel," she missed the point entirely. Tending a slow-burning campfire under the starry sky is pure masculine romance.
That said, I've etched air-guiding runes onto the fire-resistant cloth's surface to keep embers from dying out easily, creating a lazy-style bonfire that needs no hearth structure since wind constantly feeds it.

For cooking, I've repeatedly prototyped a simple folding stove using the same timber found in "Yariya" structures. After meticulous redesigns, even children can assemble it from bundled sticks in just five minutes.
Of course, I also forged axes for splitting firewood, drawing on all my blacksmithing knowledge and experience to achieve unmatched durability and sharpness—producing several masterpieces.

Lanz was so impressed he suggested, "You'd make way more money selling these than crafting battle swords!" But this gear is exclusively for me and the kids; I have no intention of commercializing it.
...Besides, mass production is nearly impossible since they're made from rare metals donated by Silver Dragons.

I've also invented other items like beast-deterrent nets woven from "Silk Chains" and portable shovels for digging holes, stacking them up one after another.
"Don't tell me you're building all this just because 'Yariya' has mobile shelters and dragons are around!"
No, I want to enjoy camping as a leisure activity with the children. Surely there are other kids besides Floria who'll find it fun too.

Since opportunities to use these inventions were scarce, I organized my own camping festival.
Only older children are invited; younger ones pose safety concerns with fire and blades. Even though healing springs instantly cure injuries here, I don't want to leave painful memories for the kids.
...And seeing my enthusiasm, Ms. Diane and Hilda's gazes felt strangely warm.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem with the camping festival?"
"Men go through phases like this. My brothers and former subordinates occasionally developed similar hobbies—camping, treehouses, fishing, and so on."
"You really have that boyish vibe~☆"
To long-lived races like them, I'm still just a child no matter my age.
But there's something slightly stinging about it.
No, that's not quite right. It's not merely about what I want to do.
See, without structured outdoor activities, overnight trips in mobile shelters tend to devolve into... well, figuring out how to engage in rampant promiscuity with female slaves?
I believe having purposeful goals and meaningful experiences is crucial for true leisure. That's exactly what I aim to propose.

So here we are.
The venue is the Crimson Clan's territory—a region with sparse trees, clear visibility, and minimal monster threats. Even if the children wander off, the path to the Sacred Beast Dungeon lies nearby, ensuring sufficient foot traffic for easy discovery.
...Well, with multiple dragons present, getting lost seems unlikely anyway, but better safe than sorry.

"Welcome."

Breakcore arrived upon hearing about the event.

Since the dungeon isn't too far away (obviously not close enough for kids to accidentally stumble into it), he could make it without much fatigue.

"I heard you're enjoying camping. Should I ask Diel to bring some delicious food?"

"No, I want the children to enjoy everything including meal prep. We can handle the feast another time."

"Hmm. For city-dwellers, camping truly becomes a form of play."

"Surprised?"

"For elves, camping is more deeply rooted in daily life... their perspective differs slightly. Deliberately enjoying it as an activity itself is quite rare."

By the way, I remember that among the northern elves, there are some who always live outdoors.
So maybe they don't consider camping or sleeping in the wild as a special experience.

"This is our castle! Hear me now, Huey, Ryle, and Claw—don't let any of the girls inside!"
Peter stood with his newly erected tent behind him, acting like a leader as he addressed Beatrice's sons and Claudio.

Elenia watched this scene with a cold, unimpressed gaze.
"I don't need you to tell me not to go in... and neither should you enter our tent," she muttered.

Peter tilted his head in confusion. "That's fine by me."

"Why are you like that! What's your standard even supposed to be?"

"Isn't it boring at night? Let's play over there instead."

"That kind of thing isn't supposed to be 'come into our tent' or anything, is it!?"

"Because this is our 'castle.' Don't you get it? Castles aren't meant to be easily invaded."

"I don't care about whatever setting's running through your head... if any girl steps into a tent, I'll kill her. With poison."

"Why poison!? Isn't that supposed to be punches or blades or something!?"

"If we just beat or cut someone, they might claim it was an accident at the Spirit Spring later on."

"That kind of guaranteed lethal damage is terrifying..."

"So if you don't want to die, stay out. If you just want to play, do it outside."

The female leader, Elenia, and the male leader, Peter. At first glance, Elenia looks like the older sister, but in reality, the half-dwarf Peter is the elder brother.
Perhaps considering this ambiguity, Elenia no longer calls him "older brother," even though she used to when they were children.
...Though not for the same reason as when she suddenly stopped calling me "dad."

I joined Maia, Emma, and Rieda in the adult tent.
Laila isn't here today; she's traveling south with Naris.
With children nearby, I can't start anything inappropriate. Today, my role is purely supervision.
I tended the fire, set up poles as dusk fell, and strung up a predator-proof net around the tents.
The net spans about thirty meters wide. I thought that should be sufficient, but enclosing three tents leaves barely enough room.
Should I make it longer, or create a second one?
But using "Silken Chains" so recklessly isn't ideal either. There are plenty of other versatile materials available anyway. Besides, with three dragons around, a predator-proof net serves no real purpose—it's nothing more than "let's try this since we have it."
My camping gear is designed to handle various scenarios, including situations where no dragons are present.
In truth, I wonder if there will ever be a time in my life when no dragon is near me—but others might use these items too. If someone asks, "What kind of situation would require this?" I'd be stuck explaining further. So let's leave it at that.

"Anyway, I'm glad everyone seems to be having fun."
I murmured while arranging the firewood. Just moments ago, Peter and his three younger brothers had been joking around, tickling each other, and making a fuss—but now, approaching midnight, they've grown quiet.
I thought they'd grown quite a bit, but deep down, I still see them as children. That sudden burst of noise followed by an instant drop into sleep is uniquely childish.

...And then—
"...Dad ♪"

A dark elf girl named Kay peeks out from the girls' tent, waving with only her face visible.

"What's up? Something wrong?"

"Just hush now~♪"

"...Why?"

A bad feeling prickles through me as I brace myself. No way, right?

"Because Peter and the others are waking up~♪"

"...So there's some secret talk going on? And can I even come in? Won't you poison me?"

"Don't worry~♪"

I can't just ignore her, so I shove my face into the tent.

Suddenly, the girls inside grab me and pull me in.

"Whoa!?"

Elenia and Kay are perched on top of me as I tumble down—completely naked.

"This is way too open even for a tent where Peter and co. aren't allowed!?"

"Don't worry, don't worry~♪ We've locked the entrance cover and learned soundproofing magic~♪"

They're absolutely brimming with mischief.

Wait a minute. Even if I grant that it's okay to hook up with Elenia or Kay... what about Frena, who's already starting to undress while looking slightly anxious, asking "Are you really going to do this...?"? Well, let's give her the benefit of the doubt too.

Inside the tent is also Floria. She's been convinced by Elenia and co.'s lie that "it's our rule to marry Papa," but for now, she's still on the sane side.

"This can't be happening right in front of Ria!?"

"Eh? We've done it while other little kids were watching at the palace before."

"But showing Ria something like this is still too early! Naris will get mad!"

"If we don't say anything, it's fine. Right, Ria~♪"

"I... I can't... n-no..."

"As her older sister, I should protect her a bit more!"

"It's okay."

While Kay smiles brightly and helps them take off their pants one after another, Elenia and Kay both speak in unison:

"After all, everyone will become Papa's personal vibrator~♪"

"I've always thought that Kay's overly strong erotic ideology is dangerous!"

"But Ria wanted to see it too, right? Us doing our thing as vibrators...~♪"

"P-Papa and Mommy are hiding us!"

"...W-well, sorry. I didn't mean to leave you out. But honestly, it's not like Ria was bad for being hidden. In fact, wouldn't these three be the 'bad' ones?"

"Eh? Papa treats us like bad kids."

"Is it because your pussy technique isn't up to par?"

Elenia and Kay smoothly deflect with a cheeky grin.

Frena reaches for her last pair of panties...

"Mmm, it doesn't matter if you can't... as long as you can become Dad's dildo♪"

"S-so really... that's okay?"

"I was so grateful to Mom for giving birth to me the first time I did it. It felt wonderful♪"

Floria is a wicked older sister who tries her hardest to seduce him.
"Dad gets off so many times, non-stop! So from now on, all of us girls will be filled with his cum until our vaginas are completely messy and sloppy... I think you'll make a really cute face about it. Watch closely... this is what feeling a woman's happiness is like♪"

With a smooth motion, while passionately praising the bliss of being ravaged by her father in the dimly lit tent, she shamelessly removes her final piece of clothing—her own flesh and blood daughter.
Three females spread their legs to invite mating with their father.
Even though their brothers and younger siblings are sleeping just a few meters away, they cannot resist their twisted female instincts.

"Papa... may I have your penis?"

"Today too, please allow me to serve you by taking your cock deep inside my pussy♪"

"You can even impregnate me...♪"

"...Rea, I'm truly sorry for being such a father..."
Standing before the pure-looking younger sister, who hides her mouth but watches with intense curiosity.
He thrusts his raging member into one of his sisters' wet holes.
He begins to expose the real, earnest intercourse happening as the sisters straddle their father.

"Hnn...♪"

What floats in Floria's eyes is a mix of slight fear, strong interest, and intoxication by this abnormal situation.

"...I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry."

And then there are three more dragons. Please cover for us.

The next morning.
"Hey! Wake up, Ele, Frena! ...Wait, that won't open!"
Even though it's already bright outside, I had been fucking them in a three-person rotation all night long. While I was currently penetrating Elenia from behind, Peter called out from outside the tent, and I froze in sheer terror.

Before I could even think about what to do, Maia grabbed Peter by the throat outside and dragged him away somewhere.

"W-what?! Why are you silent?! Maia! Miss Maia!?"

"............"

Either she found explaining too troublesome or thought trying to cover it up would only make things worse, Maia left the tent without saying a word.

"...Eh, Ele... um... did you use your voice illusion properly?"

"...I forgot..."

"Hey!?"

Though I hesitate to scold them after ejaculating into all three daughters so thoroughly that they can't even get up together,

"...But it smells really bad..."

"I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry, Rea."

There was nothing left for the trapped Rea but to apologize.

Even with the help of the dragons, we barely managed to clean up the mess.
"...I think that was way too bold. Doing that while we were right here..."

Claudio said something to me with a deeply conflicted expression. Peter seemed not to understand, but Claudio appeared to have grasped everything.

"I want you to believe this. Your father truly only wanted for you all to enjoy the camping trip."

"...I'm not saying I don't believe it, but I think we should have anticipated how lewd Eren and the others would become."

"...As you say."

I was truly sorry for being such a flawed father. I am so sorry.

And then there was Floria.

"...That scent was incredible... yet somehow familiar."

She left behind a comment that put me in quite a predicament.

...Perhaps there had been mornings when Naris also carried that lingering scent?

"...I'll end up like that too, sooner or later."

"You really don't have to become like that."

Please don't give me that resigned look. I beg you.