About ten years after the epilogue of parts 1 and 2. Andy is now forty. Erenia stopped calling me “Papa” on her thirteenth birthday.
Why? Was it because I made a stick that spun around with a glowing tip for her as a birthday present? Irina had said, “If you give this to younger kids, they’ll definitely love it,” but she told me that the day before. It’s not like I could do anything about it then. Besides, it wasn’t fair of you rich folks to order your subordinates around and get them to prepare the best clothes and accessories for your children. I had to rely on my technical skills, and coming up with engravings was no longer something I could do in an instant because I’m not as young anymore. …Well, it’s pointless to complain about Irina’s opinion. The problem is Erenia. “Eren, please give me another chance. Okay?” “What?” When I bowed my head and asked her for a second chance with the present, she responded in an icy tone, “What?” I’m going to die.
Elenia had her mother’s gleaming blonde hair cut in a bob. The key point seemed to be that the left side was slightly longer, and she got it trimmed every two weeks by Seren. Since Elenia started walking, Seren has been doing all sorts of things lightly and nimbly, but he is still one of the top barbers in Porca without exaggeration. Although Elenia had recently taken to treating me with a somewhat ambiguous attitude, she seemed to love her mother just fine, often asking her in a slightly scolding tone if her hair was growing too long. Her ears were noticeably shorter and immobile compared to Seren or Ange, who looked like elves at first glance. I used to kiss them when giving her a bath, but I got severely reprimanded by Christie for that once. Since then, I have sworn never to tell Elenia about it because apparently even kissing their lips was considered safe behavior among elves. I loved Elenia dearly, but as a father, I knew where the line was. “What? A birthday present? The one that spins around?” “Yeah. I want to make something better than that…”
“Just how exactly were you planning to make it better?”
“Well… I mean, obviously we can’t just walk around with that staff, so I thought maybe it was too impractical. Maybe something more like an elegant decorative piece that moves and is fun to look at when the mood strikes…”
“I really hate that side of you.”
“Haha.”
I nearly choked on my own blood as she dismissed me in a tone I’d never heard from her before.
This is bad, I need to drink from the spirit spring later. Also, as you can see, after the transformation, I’m called “Andy.” You’re calling your father by his first name.
“True, it was just a toy and Peter liked it more so I gave it to him.”
“You gave it away…”
Kids are so cruel sometimes.
“That’s what they say, ‘I’ll make a better one next year,’ right? Are you planning to keep making junk until I’m satisfied? You have nothing else to do? Is this just for fun?”
“H-Hey, stop it. I’m trying my best here.”
“All the moms and big sisters say that, but in reality, Andy’s just groping their boobs and butts while giggling like an idiot, right? What exactly are you working hard at?”
“Stop! There’s stuff I’m doing that you can’t see!”
Actually, Eleyna doesn’t understand… or rather, even I don’t really get what I’m doing.
The reason for my vague explanation is because of the brains behind my current activities—Airiina, Tettes, and Cosmos. Recently, they’ve set up a fancy organization called the Smisson & Forrest Foundation, and at every high-society party or festival, they have me give speeches.
I thought I was a blacksmith by trade, but honestly, I’m not making enough money with my own hands. Jeanne has better sense and stamina than me, and even Jackie’s still out of my league. In this situation, it would be presumptuous to say I can earn enough to support the slave girls on my own.
If I had been worrying about that, Airiina suggested I try a side job. Half-believing her, I gave it a shot…and apparently, by giving speeches and having Airiina (the clan leader), Tettes (Marquis of Renfangas), and Cosmos (who has huge connections in the southern desert) lend their support, I’ve managed to attract businesses like Karlwin and Grangis, as well as activities centered around the northern forest, generating quite a bit of revenue.
Once a month, I give the speech they tell me to, and act as a shield for the sleazy guys (there are plenty of those since all three of them are quite attractive) who come over. Other than that, I just watch from the side while they do their thing.
Sometimes, the topics have nothing to do with North Forest or Karlwin or Granz, which makes me wonder if everything is really going okay, but apparently it’s working out somehow. Honestly, it’s all too political for me to understand. So when asked what I’m doing, my only answer would be “I don’t know, but we’re doing something.”
As for the rest of the time… Well, they call it junk work, but I just keep making stuff. ”…Shouldn’t you stop touching girls’ boobs and butts in front of kids?” “Is that really too late to say?” “We should make this place off-limits to children.” This is at the former secret hot springs—now known as “Vapor Palace”—that have expanded so much they’re almost as big as Carlos’s house. …The name sounds like Dragon Palace, but there are actually always several dragons around here, making it accurate. The dragons themselves call it that, so this really is a dragon palace.
The houses in the new city area can accommodate around ten to fifteen people, but they still couldn’t house all of the visitors who came for Polka. So Leda and Aileen had proposed a grand plan ten years ago: instead of trying to squeeze everyone into those few houses, why not build an enormous base where women could stay if they wanted to meet me, and dragons could walk around naked without anyone complaining? At first, I thought it was just a joke when I saw the plans. It wasn’t even a house anymore; it looked more like a castle or a military base. I had thought that they were simply feeling overconfident after Granzi’s success… …but then Breakcore and Dier gave them strong support. “If there are buildings connected to the barrier, it would be safer than having to leave the barrier open every time I go out. If we build an enclosed area with dragons guarding it, the risk will be greatly reduced.” And so, at a tribal council meeting, everyone agreed that this was indeed a good idea. While clearing just two hundred meters of forest might not seem like much compared to the entire forest, for humans to do such construction without permission would usually result in an immediate arrow attack. But now, with dragons and the master builders from the northern woods working openly, they laid out the land, built towering stone walls, and covered a grand arched roof with intricate carvings that would become transparent when heated up.
Thanks to this, I always felt like there was no ceiling during the day in summer, and underneath it was a spacious hot spring area that seemed like an oasis of talcum powder. …It used to be deeper when they first designed it, but since kids might drown, now it’s only about 30 centimeters deep at most. You can’t submerge your whole body unless you lie down. And around this hot spring area, there are several large sections connected under a continuous roof: a bed area (which could accommodate about three hundred people), a dining hall area (where cats and elven children train before working in town), an interest area (with dance stages and my invention workshop), and a dragon takeoff/landing area. It’s literally like a palace. I had filled this huge space with only my associates. Specifically, there were slave girls, cat colony kids, employees from Cosmos’ place (who came here as a resort), Onyx maids (who started coming on their own after I said they could, rotating every three months in groups of five or so), and women from both palaces of Mystic Crystal. There were also various others who knew that I was a lecherous stud but still felt comfortable being naked around me. And then there were the kids. They were still small, so it would have been too much to leave them with someone else. The place was big enough to keep them away from any orgies anyway. In this facility, we allowed everyone to go about fully nude at their discretion. The Blue Dragons naturally went around naked here, and since the central hot spring area had originally been expanded for erotic purposes, there were no gender distinctions. Visitors usually ended up living naked when they came here too. So my kids got used to seeing others’ nudity. When they came here, they would always see unfamiliar beauties going in and out of the hot springs or having their shoulders embraced by me while naked. …I thought it was fine for them to be exposed to this kind of thing as long as they were still young.
There were dozens of people openly involved in sexual relationships. Considering the circumstances that led to this situation, it was difficult to keep it hidden from the children. The worst for education were the catfolk who lived in a closed environment and had skewed common sense (and also went into heat). But we couldn’t say something like “We won’t take in cats anymore because Polka had babies.” There was also an opinion that if you claimed “nudity is culture,” it would be acceptable. Mainly from dark elves and myas. But seeing how Eleyna acts, I think even then, being open about it doesn’t mean it’s okay. Even though we were used to a completely nude culture, girls didn’t want to see their fathers acting like perverts. In fact, Minister Ashton was respected but also despised by the children. He might be an attractive male for his wives, but not at all for his kids. Of course, I’m no different. However, “I understand you think your first daughter is cute, but there are other daughters and sons as well. As a parent, you shouldn’t let one opinion dictate everything.” Aurora was leaning into me in the middle of the hot spring area, persistently trying to guide my hand toward her butt. Of course, she was completely naked.
She hasn’t changed much since we first met. Since she doesn’t have any children yet, the kids call her “Aurora-nee.” “Andy’s job is to touch boobs, and even more so, his dick gets put inside things.” And right now Luna is gripping my cock and stroking it rapidly. I thought that after having six children (two each three times), she might have lost some of her figure, but if anything, she looks even sexier than when we first met. It’s not like my tastes have changed… It’s just the effects of the spirit spring and Hilda’s beauty treatments are benefiting all our slave girls. Luna’s breasts had grown a couple sizes since we first met as a side effect of giving birth, and they were so firm that she was making Elf girls jealous. Her face and skin still looked like she was in her early twenties. “Education is important, but it’s better to let them accept their fate as Andy’s kids rather than raise them too normally. Andy’s already too famous.” “I know…” “If they were half-Elf hybrids, they’d be persecuted anywhere else. But Andy made Porca a place where everyone can live freely by bringing people from Celesta and Karlwin here… If his kids were to conform to Trot standards of normalcy, it would actually be worse for them.” “…But I still want Elle to like me too. It’s easy to say that she doesn’t fit in because she’s an Elf, but I love her just the way she is now.”
“Mommy’s little girl.” “That’s right, mommy’s little girl.” The two veteran female slaves nodded to each other. Then footsteps approached—Apple, her naked body blindingly bright and splashing water from the white bathtub as she came closer. “Anyway…” “Ere-chan loves Andy-san a lot, doesn’t she?” “That’s true.” “Yes, that’s right.” “But… lately his eyes have been so cold.”
“If you’re really disappointed, then why would you come here to see Andy touching other women’s boobs? You could live just fine without coming here.” “W-well…” “Besides, a normal girl of ten would never allow her father to be naked in front of her. That’s what they say around town.” “T-that means there’s something wrong with our education.” Elenia still doesn’t hide anything from me even now when she comes here. But that’s because we’re like this at home, and elsewhere it would probably be considered indecent. “I just can’t help but notice what I see. Kids are like that.” “No one in their right mind would admire a father who spends his days surrounded by horny women with his dick out all day long. Even I’d be disappointed.” “That’s because they feel betrayed by their mother. But there aren’t any women here who feel disappointed in Andy, are there?” “Are you guys justifying this lifestyle because you want to get laid too?”
“Andy, you’re worrying too much.” “Yeah?” “Well, if they want to leave, it’s only natural for parents to let them go. Kids have to grow up and move on someday.” “Ugh, don’t say that about Elya leaving.” No matter what anyone says about being a doting parent, seeing your daughter give her most beautiful smile to another man is every father’s nightmare. Of course, I know that if I can’t accept it eventually, then I’m just an asshole of a parent. But isn’t expecting Eleyna to have some sense and thinking she’ll understand this part of the deal? By the way, Luna and Apple are called “Luna Mama” and “Apple Mama.” It seems both kids and female slaves resist calling all slave women “Mama,” so until they have their own children, they’re referred to as “Sister.” …Which is why we end up with a confusing situation where Juleen the anal-loving blue dragon calls her mother Michelle “Sister” while she’s called “Mommy.” I walked through the streets at dusk after leaving Vape Palace. The sunset faded into the western ridge of baby snakes, and for a moment, the sky was a dark blue.
I rush back to the house where my dad and mom are waiting, looking forward to dinner. It’s a warm, nostalgic time. And now, even today, Polka town is bustling with lights shining brightly. It may not be a city yet, but it’s become quite lively since I came back 15 years ago. “Dad worked pretty hard…” I can’t say how much of this liveliness is due to my efforts. But I definitely took the first step toward making this town what it is now. From being just some pervert who only knew how to grope Apple’s breasts, I wanted to create a kinder place for you when you’re born, and everyone agreed with me… I think I can be proud of that much. “I’m not just some useless dad who can’t even make decent toys… When they find out you’re my kid, I bet everyone will envy me.” I say this to no one in particular.
I muttered to myself as I looked at the lights of the city. “I know.” And then, someone suddenly called out from behind me and startled me so much that my legs got tangled up and I fell over. “Ow…” “What are you doing? Wait, didn’t you ask me?” “You’re hurt, Ele!” “Yes! I thought I was found out when I followed you secretly, so I answered! And I thought you’d say something romantic for a change!” “I…didn’t notice at all. Were you in the palace?”
“…because you looked so depressed when you went to the palace.”
I was being followed.
And I think Aurora and Luna heard me complaining. Elves have pretty good hearing, after all.
“I feel like an idiot…”
“What? No, I don’t think that at all.”
“And anyway, I didn’t say I didn’t like my birthday present! And I wasn’t trying to make you sad!”
Elenia said sharply, as if she were angry.
Stop it. My dad is one of those creatures who takes any kind of whiny voice from a teenage kid straight to the heart.
“True, maybe I shouldn’t have given it to Peter right away…”
“But you never call me Dad anyway.”
“Hey, I’m not that old!”
”…Nope. No matter how old I get, I’ll always be your dad. And we don’t suddenly change our ways overnight.”
“I will!”
I will?
I don’t understand. The cultures are different.
Or is this punishment for trying to impose a completely naked culture on everyone without thinking?
“This is… because I don’t want Mom and the sisters to keep taking over Andy forever! My body’s almost as big as Irina’s now, so…”
“Wait a minute. This doesn’t sound good.”
“Andy’s my kid, so his chest will probably turn out great!”
“OK, calm down, Ele. Stop.”
I get it now. You’re heading in the wrong direction. In other words, if I call you “Papa,” she won’t recognize me as a woman or something like that. “I don’t particularly plan to grope your breasts no matter how good they look.” “Why not?” “Because a daughter’s breasts aren’t supposed to be touched that way.” “But Andy touches Juleen Mom and Michelle Sister, Mia Sister and Asti Sister. If there are parent-child pairs around, he usually goes after both of them. And also Anis from the cat beastmen colony and what was her name?” “Taneya-san. Those people were with other partners anyway.” “So you’re saying that since I’m your daughter…” “There’s an ocean-deep difference between touching someone else’s child and one’s own.”
“What’s the sea?” “Don’t worry about it for now, I’ll take you there next time.” “No way! You’re definitely going to do it! Even if I have to get Tetsumama’s help!” “What do you mean by that!? And don’t ever rely on Tetsumama!” “I want to spend every day with Andy too! So what else can I do?”
She liked me more than I thought. That was good, but… Her values were being corrupted by the diverse opinions around her. Listen here, Ele. Your father didn’t have any such intentions when he had you. I think it’s despicable for a father to look at his daughter with those eyes. And Tetsumama. Don’t appear behind Eleenia without my knowing.
Seriously, where did you come from? I’m more scared than I would be in any horror movie right now.