This is a detailed version of Episode 259 of the main story, “The Solution to Dissonance 2.”
“Well then, shall we start with introductions? Even if you think it’s a bit late in the game, let’s all do this properly, okay? ♪”
Seren took the lead. Placing a hand over her heart, she continued:
“I’ll go first. I’m Seren, a half-elf from the Afilm Empire. Clan-wise, I belong to the Deep Green lineage, but don’t worry about that. As far as female slaves go, I’m the second one! ♪”
She then prompted Apple, who was sitting next to her.
Apple showed a flustered expression for a moment, but after stealing a quick glance at me, she pulled herself together with a look of grim determination.
“I’m Apple. My clan lineage is Purple, but as you can see, I’m a half-elf. I don’t remember it myself, but apparently, I was the first female slave. It’s nice to meet you.”
“You don’t remember…?” “What do you mean by that?”
Sharon and Almeida raised their eyebrows.
“Oh, this sounds interesting!” “Don’t start, Tetess-chan.”
Naris held back Tetess as she tried to lean forward.
“Ah…”
Apple faltered for a moment, but then…
“Before Andy-san came back, she suffered a near-fatal injury during a conflict with the North, and her memories were wiped. But it is certainly true that she was the first to become a female slave,” Seren provided timely follow-up.
Airina cleared her throat.
“There is no way to apologize for that… but it is a fact confirmed even at the Clan Council. That Apple remained in a coma for years, was revived by Lady Hilda… and lost her memories, is indeed true.”
“Is that so?” ”…Well, friction occurs everywhere. It’s not surprising.”
Sharon and Almeida seemed somewhat convinced.
“More importantly, is it not Diane’s turn next?”
Prompted by Airina, Diane stood up.
“I am Diane, daughter of Ashton the Dark Elf, from the South Desert. As you know, I am clumsy, but I intend to become Andy’s wife.”
Tetess immediately chimed in.
“So, you’re not a female slave, then?” ”…No. We have made no such contract.” “Isn’t that a disadvantage? Unlike everyone else?” “I have never felt any lack of freedom. Furthermore, I have no intention of being subservient, nor do I intend to make him so. I simply wish to love Andy as an equal.”
Diane declared this with great dignity.
…Yes, she is the only one who has never once desired a collar. Logically, that should be the normal way to be, yet she remains a singular existence.
“I see… so that kind of thing is also an option here…” “I’ve been wondering for a while now, but why are you even here, Tetess? And Christi, too.” “Eh? But this is such a fascinating lineup, isn’t it?”
In response to my retort, Tetess made a face as if to say, “I don’t see why you’re asking me that.”
She has incredible guts. No matter how you look at it, you’re a complete mismatch for this situation.
“Besides, there’s nothing quite as entertaining as watching other people’s romantic entanglements unfold.”
“Tetes-chan, please, try to use a little more discretion.” Such audacity for a sixteen-year-old. There’s such a thing as being terrifyingly bold. When I shifted my gaze toward Christie… ”…B-but, it’s because Mr. Simmson tries to get me pregnant sometimes!” “At least call it ‘making love’!” “In the sense that I might actually end up giving birth… it shouldn’t be strange for me to be here…” “Question your own position a little bit!” “I-it’s mostly Mr. Simmson’s fault for being so reckless, like putting a collar on Irina so openly! The Sky-Blue Princess alone could already become a diplomatic issue, and on top of that, a Clan Leader and such a small—” “I have already told you, my small stature is not due to my youth!” It was a complete mess. ”…Um. Anyway, since you are here, I’ll take this to mean you consent to being impregnated by Andy-san.” Selen stepped in to wrap things up with a deadpan expression. “Is that alright?” Christie froze for a few seconds. ”…T-that is…” “Is it not?” “No… well, it’s just… if Mr. Simmson is serious about it, I wouldn’t exactly be opposed…” “Is a female slave alright?” Selen. I don’t think that’s something you should be confirming. ”…Well, it’s just… it doesn’t look like it’s ever going to result in a proper marriage, anyway.” Christie attempted to grant her consent while maintaining a pose of reluctant resignation. Tetes chimed in. “You seem all too ready to be made a slave.” ”!! I-it’s not quite that much…” “No matter how you look at it, you look like a widow who’s well on her way to getting a taste for adultery, Sensei~♪” “D-don’t say such strange things, Tetes-san!” Come to think of it, Tetes and Christie are sort of like master and apprentice. …Though Tetes clearly holds all the psychological upper hand.
Next, Anzelos stood up. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, considering the atmosphere, but ultimately placed his fist against his chest and introduced himself formally. “Anzelos, Decurion of the Diane Special Task Force, directly under the Celesta Military Headquarters. I have known Andy for about eight years.” That style of introduction was perfectly correct for a formal setting. …However. “Hmm. On this side, the only titles that ring a bell are Almeida and the Princess of Glory.” Irina pointed that out. …It was true; things like “military” and “Decurion” meant nothing to Fennel and the others. Therefore, the first half of his introduction was entirely meaningless. “Anzel/os. …Try again, based on your place of origin.” When I prompted him, Anzelos pouted, but introduced himself once more. “Anzelos, daughter of Linda Neumann and Aaron of the White Clan, from the Trot Royal Capital.” “Ah…” Fennel and the other three girls nodded. “I’ve met Aaron-san before. …His archery skills were about on par with my papa’s.”
“Wait, isn’t that amazing?” As Laurier spoke, Sebory’s eyes widened. Could she actually be quite a master? “Well, my father and mother were adventurers, so in a small way…” …Now that he mentioned it, I felt like I had heard something to that effect. That makes sense. Even for an Elf, if you’re going out to adventure, your family would be worried unless you were at least at a level where you could take on something like the Holy Beast Labyrinth. And if Laurier’s father was capable of standing his ground against such things, he might actually be someone impressive. ”…Well, Laurier comes from a warrior class, after all,” Oregano added. …Huh? “A warrior class…?” “Hmm. It means a lineage of nobles or knights, in human terms, who take the lead in battle if necessary. Though, we don’t act quite as high and mighty as they do.” “Laurier is actually quite strong. At least among us, she is the most skilled in martial arts.” Aline, and then Oregano once more, provided the explanation. However, Laurier herself looked troubled… or rather, annoyed. “Even if you have expectations like that, it puts me in a difficult spot… I haven’t trained very seriously, so my skills aren’t at a level where I could take on monsters.” “Just how strong are you? Could you spar with me using swords?” Anzelos asked with a bit of eager excitement, but Laurier shook her head vigorously. “No way. I only know enough for self-defense… just enough that I won’t be easily overpowered if a man grabs hold of me.” “I see… Then, maybe about the same as Jeanne?” “I am much stronger! I can defeat monsters!” Jeanne retorted to Anzelos’s remark. Well, she does have a proven track record. Yeah. “Now, now. Do not be reckless. You are in no condition to be sustaining injuries.” ”…W-well, I’m not going out of my way to seek out fights. I can’t leap and bound around as much as Anzelos can, anyway.” “That’s for the best. I’ll protect both Jeanne and Peter, along with Lyra.” Anzelos patted Jeanne’s head as if treating her like a little sister. Though, in reality, Jeanne was technically the older sister by a narrow margin.
Next was Aurora. She didn’t tense up like Anzelos. True to her status as an Elven princess, she pinched the hem of her dress and gave an elegant bow. “The Colony Leader of Claves… Aurora, daughter of Dior, Chief of the Sky-Blue Clan. It is a pleasure to meet you.” “Well, she’s not exactly a stranger to the other side, is she?” Just as Aline said, Aurora was someone whose face was well-known even among the opposition. “Seren told me, ‘Don’t treat this as a mere formality, take it seriously’…” “As expected of you!” Seren clapped her hands, praising Aurora. “Why would someone like that be… the Master’s female slave?” “I’m a little curious.” Fennel and Sebory chimed in. “Of course, it was from the moment I saw the sheer greatness of your character, Andy…”
As for Aurora, she began answering smoothly… until Anzelos grabbed her shoulder.
“Are you just going to gloss over the part about the misunderstanding regarding General Lucas?”
“Isn’t that a trivial matter?”
“I think that’s a bit of a stretch. It’s true Andy went through hell—his leg even got chopped off—but the reality is, he didn’t actually win…”
“Yes, but the truth is, Andy-san possessed the potential of a true hero, far surpassing his brother, so it doesn’t matter! ♪”
I personally thought that particular argument was a bit weak. However, what caught the attention of the counter-group was something else entirely.
“His leg got chopped off!?”
“M-Master, did you have your leg severed!? By that Noble of the South!?”
Sebory and Oregano lunged at the topic.
…Ah, come to think of it, I felt like I was quite incapacitated for a long time, though my leg was fully healed by the time I became involved with the Elf Territory.
”…You bore such hardships?”
“Um, I didn’t know… This was recent, right?”
Right, I forgot that even Irina and Christi didn’t know.
“Now that you mention it, I feel like something like that happened…”
Luna looked troubled. When I first met Luna, I had used magic for emergency first aid and then forced myself into… well, sex. It had only just occurred to me that several members were unaware of how severe that injury actually was.
“From around here on my left leg, there was just a chop… It was quietly the biggest close call I’ve ever had.”
“But he still fought back, Andy-san. All to protect me and Anzelos-san! ♪”
Seren added that with an entranced look at my explanation. Apple seemed interested as well. Come to think of it, she’s seen me limping, but she doesn’t know the cause of the injury.
“And then Diane-chan bandaged the leg, and by combining it with Polka’s Spirit Spring, I fully healed it.”
With a soft thud, Hilda-san set down her cup and stood up.
“And so, I am Diane-chan’s older sister, and I am the doctor, Hilda-san. I’ve been at the forefront of Southern medicine for hundreds of years, so bring on whatever injuries or illnesses you have! ♪ My hobby is lewd things. Nice to meet you! ☆”
She was being far too honest. And she has already blended in way too much as a female slave. …Well, I’ve started to give up on that lately. I really need to have a proper talk with her someday.
“Hmph. Though there is little left to reveal to those who did not know, I am Lyra of the Desert. A Black Dragon, and the pet of Andy Smyson.”
”…Maia. Blue Dragon. I also pet.”
Taking advantage of the stunned silence, Lyra and Maia rushed through their introductions as well. …I feel like the dragons who have entered into a Contract of Power should be, well, more… something… and shouldn’t be dismissed with just the word “pet,” but is this really okay?
“And I’m the Dwarf who gave birth to Andy’s first child; my name is Jeanne.”
”…Luna Basil. …The granddaughter of the leader of the Cat-Beastman Colony that Andy conquered.”
“Conquered…!?”
The atmosphere was primed for everyone to just go for it, but Luna’s introduction brought the momentum to a halt. By the way, Tethes was the one who acted surprised. She has an exquisite sense of timing.
”…Conquered. There is a colony where Andy, almost entirely by himself, impregnated nothing but women.”
As Luna spoke quietly, the room erupted into an uproar.
”…So that’s the kind of place it was…”
Naris clutches her head in frustration. Meanwhile, the girls who aren’t well-acquainted with the Cat Colony are all offering unnecessary praise, murmuring, “As expected.” “Well, for a succubus of her caliber, it’s not exactly surprising…” “They say the heat of cat-beastmen is ferocious, but to handle so many at once…” Almeida and Christie each wear a subtle expression—a mix of awe and exasperation. …Since it is, for all intents and all, an unadulterated fact, even I find it hard to make light of the situation. That said, it’s not everyone. It’s mostly just the younger girls, up to their thirties at most. If they’re too old, they’re well out of my range.
“Now then, shall we move on to Knight Commander Sharon, or perhaps Lady Irina?” Tetess attempts to smoothly transition the conversation with a smile. However, everyone’s gaze halts her attempt to pass the floor to Sharon or Irina. The eyes were fixed on Tetess and Naris. ”…Wait, what?” “I wouldn’t mind proceeding according to the seating order, but I cannot help but be curious about you two,” Irina explains the meaning behind the stares. “Beyond why you are here… I am also somewhat interested in your backgrounds, so let’s start with that.” …To someone like Organo, the two of them are certainly enigmas. “Uh, um… Naris, you go first. You’re technically a ‘qualified individual,’ right?” “What do you mean ‘qualified’?! Ugh, enough… My name is Naris. I’m from the Great Southern Plains. As for my clan, I have no idea. My whole forest got roasted alive during the Dragon War when I was a kid.” “That is…” “But surely, things could be looked up in the south by now?” Fennel and the others react with shock to the tragedy of Naris’s past. “There’s no point in looking it up at this stage. Even if I found out my lineage, it’s not like anyone’s going to pay me for it,” Naribi says with a shrug. …She’s joking, but it doesn’t seem entirely devoid of resentment toward the clan-based, lineage-obsessed nature of elven society. For someone like Naris, who was forced to forge a life for herself through hardship, reclaiming a minor seat in a vanished clan probably feels… meaningless. “And I am Tetess Marley. I’m from a branch family of the nobility in Renfangas, and I’m actually quite strong, you know! Also, unlike the ten Decurions of Smaison, I don’t care about gender.” Tetess blows away the heavy atmosphere with her lighthearted tone. …So, the “Marley” side of her backstory isn’t “Tetess Buster,” then. “But why are you here, listening to stories about my Master?” In response to Severi’s question, Tetess replies with a smile… a smile with a slightly chilling edge to it. “Because this group looks like a treasure trove of interesting stories! ♪” ”…Sigh.” Severi and the others could only look on in confusion, unable to read her intentions, while those who knew Tetess’s true identity as an intelligence agent could only manage a wry smile. Of course, to an intelligence agent, this group looks like a goldmine of “interesting stories.” With two dragons and the children of powerful officials all gathered in one place. However, whether “interesting stories” are actually being told remains to be seen. …Even now, I occasionally find myself wondering how things ended up like this.
“Almeida. From the Duchy of Renne, Affilm… of the Deep Green Clan. Though I’ve already been excommunicated by my clan… and well, my combat prowess is exactly as you see it. Don’t look at me with such expectant eyes, waiting for some witty comment.” Almeida intimidates those around her, tapping her iron staff against the floor with a rhythmic clack, clack, clack. “So, what happened that led to you being put on a leash?” Severi prevents her from cutting the conversation short. Christie and Irina, who were involved in the incident, can only offer wry smiles. Almeida, meanwhile, turns bright red. “Whatever! It doesn’t matter!”
But Selene interjected. “You can’t do that, Almeida. This is a gathering meant for us to get to know one another; it’s not right to try and gloss things over just because you’re embarrassed, is it?” ”……” Almeida wore a bitter, bitter expression. ”……Are you forcing me to say it? Do you truly wish to expose my pathetic past so thoroughly, Selene?” “Pathetic…?” “Yes, pathetic. It was pathetic. I will admit that much. So, if possible, I would prefer you didn’t dig into it.” Almeida insisted. However— “If you hate it that much, why don’t you just take the collar off? Andy-kun gives us collars, but he doesn’t force almost anyone to keep wearing them, does he?” Hilda pointed out. “That’s…” “What happened that made you decide to accept Andy-kun’s cock? And why did you decide you wanted to make your intentions known? …Is it strange of me to wonder such things about a girl who walks around proudly claiming to be Andy-kun’s lewd slave?” “Ugh…” “Honestly… you should just admit that you simply lost yourself to his cock in total, brainless bliss.” “You corner me like that only to expose me!?” Hilda was a demon masquerading as someone offering roundabout advice.
Next was Sharon. Unlike Almeida, she seemed to have no hesitation at all. “Sharon, the lowest rank of the Arcus rulers, of the Clan of Glory. …Mr. Smaison is the person who enlightened my ignorance… and furthermore, he is the person who repeatedly demonstrated through his actions that he finds me attractive as a woman. I won’t deny that I had expectations for his ‘virility and technique that captivate and tame women,’ which is renowned even in the forest… but he turned out to be a much more broad-minded and wonderful person than I imagined♪” Sharon spoke with an air of enchantment. As if picking up where she left off, Christi moved on to her introduction. “Christi, acting as the representative for the Cherry Blossom Clan Head. My beginning with Mr. Smaiment was… an accident-like sexual encounter caused by mistakenly serving Kanetsuki herb tea. …Mr. Smaison’s desires and affection, which are—for better or worse—too honest to care about one’s origins… are, how should I put it, so very… pleasurable…♪” Christi spoke with an air of enchantment. Glancing at the two enchanted women lost in their own worlds, Irina shrugged. “Women whose feminine sides take a while to ignite are a bit stifling,” she said, as if it had nothing to do with her. Everyone was about to let her slight remark slide with a wry smile, but Christi snapped back instantly. “You’re one to talk, Irina, you 150-year-old virgin!” “Mug!?” At that, everyone remembered. Among the members here, Irina was definitely part of the “mature” group. The only ones certainly older than Irina were the Dark Elf sisters, Lyra, and Christi. For her to be wearing a collar with such glee was the very definition of “look who’s talking.”
Finally. “I am Fennel, of the lowest rank of Silver. …I wish to continue receiving my Master’s affection.” “I-I am also Oregano of Gold! It is my joy to be… to be… played with by Master, as lust drives us!” “Oregano, calm down a bit. …I am Savory of Gold. Well, I feel like it wouldn’t be so bad if I ended up with a baby or two.” ”…Laurel. …Master taught me so many lewd things.” The four young women introduced themselves.
The situation was that this many charming women had gathered, and rather than being repelled, they were actually looking forward to my lewd desires.
I was experiencing a happiness so profound it was difficult to put into words, but that very happiness required a level of effort that was, in its own way, quite taxing. …And I only understood this in a very vague, hazy sense. Still, it wasn’t my style to hesitate in the face of the happiness right before me. It goes without saying that my newfound momentum would eventually lead me to dive headfirst into the decadent excesses of a most dissolute winter break.