Talc is as hot in winter as summer is in Polka. In Polka, even during the summer, it’s only slightly chilly enough that long sleeves aren’t too bothersome. So basically, if we were talking about a normal place, it’d be like spring or autumn. The kids have to change clothes midway through their flight because they’re coming from deep winter snow. That kind of management is handled by Nia and some other adults who accompany them. As for me, I’m almost naked the whole time flying nonstop from Polka, so I only put on clothes when we get close to Talc. No, it’s not like that. There are ten people in this “cabin,” after all. So of course, there’s no stopping once you start. No matter how intense or wild it gets, if you take turns, by the time five or six have gone through, everyone is back to normal. On my end, I can go nonstop, but on their end, they only get sex every two to three hours. It’s practically an infinite loop. Of course, we’re not drinking, eating, sleeping, and having sex all day long, but the atmosphere pushes us along so that during our waking hours, it feels like someone is always getting a dick shoved into them. Even though this trip is much faster than walking, there’s nothing else to do for the girls except have sex. And thanks to various doping and training, I’m now in such good shape that I don’t even worry about running out of sperm. …Sometimes it scares me where all my cum comes from, but yeah, that’s how this whole trip is spent: a journey through a cabin filled with lewd smells. … “Hello there, Human. It’s nice to see the kids are doing well, but wait a minute—didn’t Elena just come out of your room? Yeah, it can’t be my mistake; she looks taller than last year. That’s Elena, right? I thought you were on that huge multi-person bed, so…”
“Calm down, Carlos.”
“Calm down? How the hell am I supposed to calm down when it’s my own daughter! Starting this year, Rebecca won’t even be allowed near you! If she catches a whiff of your breath in the same space as her, I’ll cut off what little you have left with a knife and feed it to a desert lizard!”
“She’s still only five years old,”
“Last month she turned six! Celebrate that! No wait, how can I trust someone who gets hard for my thirteen-year-old daughter but doesn’t get aroused by my six-year-old niece?”
Carlos was about to go off the rails when Nancy appeared out of nowhere and silenced him with a quick neck hold.
“Guh.”
“Hello, Andy. It’s been half a year since we last met, or four months if you count your visit to Cosmos after the summer spirit festival.”
“…Ah, yes. I’ve missed you too.”
Nancy dragged Carlos by his collar and laid him on a nearby bench before shrugging her shoulders as she watched the children enter their dormitory.
“It’s getting crowded in here. How many more have joined this year?”
「…Eh, um… Compared to last year, there are 24 kids… I think?」 「…That’s still short of two years ago. We’ll have to expand by next year.」 My children increase every year. Though I don’t bring the infants along on our travels for safety reasons, especially since the catkin colony has seen a significant rise in population. I’ve got special accommodations built within the Onyx grounds for my kids, but even that’s not enough space. Some of them are staying over at Diane’s brothers’ private rooms. 「If it comes to it, we could rent an inn…」 「That wouldn’t be proper for us. Don’t worry; there’s plenty of land and I don’t want the children feeling left out. Besides, Rebecca should have a carefree night with her cousins during the Spirit Festival.」 「…O-Okay then.」 Rebecca-chan is Carlos-san and his wife’s daughter, their long-awaited first child who they overly protect. She doesn’t get much freedom in her daily life because of this. In reality, she also has no close-aged cousins. Among Diane’s brothers’ hundred or so people, only my sisters have had kids over the past ten years. Dark Elves don’t usually have children that frequently. But children want to share their sense of being a kid with someone else. So for Rebecca-chan, my kids are her only ones she can play around without worrying about.
“But… yeah. Andy, I’m not impressed either? Children will always listen to their parents when they use the fact that they’re being raised as an excuse. Especially for a father, his first daughter is precious. It’s understandable if he loves her, but that doesn’t mean there should be any physical relationship.” “Well, actually… it’s more like I’m trying my hardest to stop this from happening…” ”…?” Ele. This is how normal adults think. No matter what, Dad will always end up being the bad guy. …Even so, they won’t understand.
Well then. As planned, we arrived in the evening. The kids had a lavish buffet dinner at an outdoor party table and after that, took a bath in the family swimming pool before going to bed. Meanwhile, Carlos casually interacted with them all, promising each of them gifts for the day of the Spirit Festival. Surprisingly, despite only seeing two hundred children once a year, Carlos remembered every single one of their names and faces as well as their preferences.
I think it’s very natural for Anemone to be drawn to Carlos-san’s thoughtfulness, Cosmos-san. And yet, I couldn’t bear to watch the children…
“Hey everyone, look over here! The owner is here~♪” Cosmos-san said as she pulled my arm and walked down the street in front of “Cosmos Shop.” Then, women employees from nearby stores and restaurants rushed out and started closing up. “Yes, we’re closed for today~♪” “Huh…? What’s going on?” “It’s our shop’s business~♪ We’ll be closed until the Spirit Festival, so please come again next time~♪” “Hey, wait a minute! I’m still drinking!” Drunk customers were being forcibly ejected and looked at me and Cosmos-san with puzzled expressions.
“I don’t see why we have to close the shop…” “Our branch stores are all side jobs for prostitutes, and it wouldn’t be fair if they couldn’t join in today’s festivities at the main store.” I was about to enter “Cosmos Main Store,” a brothel. Depending on the situation, some customers might even get kicked out mid-session. I wondered how that would go over with their reputation, but apparently my visit turned into such an event. Yes, now I’m the “owner.” The dominator of this pleasure district centered around this brothel… or so they say. Well, Cosmos calls me that, but in reality, I haven’t contributed anything to the store and don’t even take any profits from it. It seems like since I got her pregnant, we’re considered de facto husband and wife and share our property (at least according to Tark law), so this brothel is technically mine now, meaning I can do whatever I want with its prostitutes. I vaguely remember Cosmos saying something similar when she came knocking on my door, but I didn’t think it would mean this. Anyway, even if I don’t take advantage of the situation, I have plenty of female slaves and dragons to keep me company downstairs-wise, so there’s no need for anything else. But apparently, Cosmos and her deputy Isabelle are telling all the prostitutes here that they should “appeal to the owner” if they want a vacation in Polka. I always argue that they don’t have to flatter me to get a trip to Polka, but most of them seem to understand anyway. Still, it seems there’s quite a number of prostitutes who want to challenge someone with “orgasmic capacity on par with an Orga and endless stamina, not to mention the technique to make both Cosmos and Isabelle cum while riding me.” Sure enough, they’re all real sluts who do this willingly.
“Long time no see, Owner♪”
“No, Isabelle-san, I was here four months ago too.”
“If it’s been that long, then ‘long time’ is appropriate. Here’s your Isabel Coin.” Jingle jangle, she hands me a heavy bag of gold coins filled with Isabel Coins.
Does this even matter anymore? …Well, for the prostitutes, they can convert them into some decent cash later on, I suppose. “I don’t have that much time to spend anyway… And besides, I’m here with my kid and looking forward to enjoying the Spirit Festival. So you know I won’t be locked up in your brothel all day long, right?”
“I hope you’ll change your mind♪”
The Isabelle I knew was stricter about running her brothel…
My staying here means that she’s giving up on earning money as a brothel, just like what I saw earlier. I feel like it should have been her job to tighten things up in this situation.
“Mm… Well, as things stand now, the business isn’t particularly struggling. And the owner has been earning money for us.”
“I haven’t earned anything though?”
“You have! You and Cosmos-san are pretty much keeping the economy going strong together.”
”…The S&F Foundation thing?”
“That’s right.”
— Eh? I thought it was strange how we were making money and where that money was flowing, but apparently some of it is coming our way.
Well, if they’re calling me “owner” this much, it wouldn’t be too weird for them to have made me an investor without my realizing…
I’m confused. Anyway, the flow of money from those activities is completely beyond my understanding, so I’ve been leaving everything up to Cosmos-san and Irina and Tettesu’s management all along.
But now some impatient prostitutes are sticking their necks in.
“Oooh, Owner! If you want to have fun with the kids, it’d be better to get right down to business. So why don’t we have a little contest? Hurry up!”
“Let’s put Dominas aside for now. It’s a hassle to move them after they cum like crazy.” “What’s that supposed to mean? I don’t think it’s fair to discriminate against orcs.” “Owner, owner! There are four new girls who want to go to Polka. Could you please give them the hardcore test?” As usual, these girls were dressed in barely-there outfits that didn’t even qualify as clothes, yet they approached me with an infectious brightness and invited me for sex. I wasn’t a fan of gloomy atmospheres, so this was perfect for me. But today… ”…Well then…” I handed over ten Isabelle coins from the bag to the Isabelle girl in front of me. ”?” “Izabel-san isn’t coming to Polka. I feel like getting thoroughly fucked today.” Despite her complaints, she always seemed busy with behind-the-scenes work.
Still, after such a long time together, you come to see all sorts of cute sides to her. Besides. “…Do you plan on cumming inside Isabelle ten times?” “Hmm, well, I wouldn’t mind doing it exactly ten times.” He leaned in close and whispered into her ear: “I’ve been thinking that it’s about time for Isabelle-san to get pregnant too… Would you like a special fee for removing the contraception?” Children. Please forgive your promiscuous father. But he didn’t know any other way to show his affection in this abnormal perverted space. …And then, Miss Isabelle suddenly flashed an alluring smile on her innocent face. “I’ll tell you something good… I’ve been having sex with the owner without contraception for five years now♪” “Then it’s ten shots straight.”
♪” Even though it was a whisper, I wasn’t really trying to hide anything. The other prostitutes whistled and giggled as they listened in on our conversation.
The evening at Cosmos Headquarters turned out to be quite wild. Or rather, we continued the fun well into the next morning. While Polka’s brothel always had some women staying there for rest and relaxation, it was still a different experience to have free rein over them. It felt like being able to eat whatever you wanted in a store without restraint—it just got your blood pumping.
I’ve been told that living here and indulging myself would be an option, and I could see the appeal. Though of course, this kind of decadence is hard to hide. Living in Vapora Palace was pretty much the same, but since I try to keep up appearances at various festivals and events, I feel like things are a bit more organized here.
When I wandered back to Carlos’s place, I found the kids running around the yard setting up for the Spirit Festival party. The dragons were helping out too, making sure none of them got hurt in any construction accidents. It was quite the lively scene.
While the kids were running around freely during the construction of the stage and cooking stove, it was nerve-wracking to watch them, but before they could do anything really dangerous, the dragons would stop them with their agility akin to teleportation.
“Maybe we should just lock them all up in their dorms…”
“They’ll learn something from watching this too, Andy.”
“Nancy-san…”
“It’s not like we can ignore them. Look, Peter is even helping out.”
“That’s probably because he was flattered by the maid…”
“To be praised and gain motivation isn’t a bad thing. And sometimes it leads to discovering your own talent or joy… Maybe Peter has some talent for construction too.”
“Peter having talent in stove-making?”
“It’s not something anyone can do well without thinking about it. I’ve seen him pick out stones and stack them with good sense. Perhaps he learned the trick from someone like Diane?”
”…Maybe so.”
Setting up, huh. … Now that I think about it, Polka’s festival setup does indeed often involve children participating. It’s partly because they need more hands, but maybe there are also goals like passing down know-how and discovering such talents? … Anyway, festivals are fun because everyone, both adults and kids, work together to create them. “By the way, the maids were looking for you.” ”… Oh yeah.” “If that’s the case, then it’s fine.” After Nancy told me this, I gave a somewhat awkward smile before leaving the spot and heading toward the maids.
At the end of the year in Talc, children enjoy the Onyx Spirit Festival party. And I… with Cosmos Inc.
“I’ve been waiting for you, Master.”
”…Every time I wonder why they call me that.”
“Our hearts’ issue… think of it as your heart’s master,”
“It just makes me feel guiltier.”
There was a special accommodation area for the Onyx Maids away from the commotion of setup within the grounds.
When led there, around twenty maids inside greeted him in their scandalous attire—nothing but aprons and headpieces—and bowed before him.
…Cosmos Main Store and this place were my main destinations during Talc’s Spirit Festival.
More accurately, I was forced to spend long hours here every time. Among the Onyx Maids, there was a group with an awkward wish: they wanted their masters to sexually serve them. And it seemed like these people—whether in the majority or minority—expected me to perform indecent acts here.
“Sure, having maids do naughty things is romantic… but making slave girls dress up as maids and then doing dirty stuff isn’t quite my thing.”
I approached the line of dark elf maids, gesturing for them to stay still with my fingers as I circled behind each one and stroked their butts. “There are so many perverts who get off on this kind of thing among Onyx Maids… Carlos must have a hard time.” As I slapped the maid’s butt that I had been petting, she let out a sultry scream. “I-I’m sorry… my lord is too perfect…” “I don’t recall becoming your master.” “But still… you’re indulging our wishes and—” The maid with the red bottom looked back at me with feverish eyes. “Your insatiable desire to continue defiling so many maids one after another, and yet not falter… And when push comes to shove, the power to take us away from Onyx if need be… Such a person is rare indeed…” While I said that it might theoretically be possible, in reality, I didn’t feel like fighting Carlos. But still, if she got pregnant, I’d probably do something about it and keep her around anyway.
But I have to be careful with those two. After all, they are my “cousins”… I’ll start by making the maids take turns giving me head while I size them up. There were a few of Carlos’s siblings’ children around, Rebecca’s cousins.
…Both of them had already had sex with me several times though. If I get one pregnant and end up putting a collar on her, there won’t be anything I can say to Carlos about it. “By the way, are you sure they’re all on birth control?” “Yes, I’ve made sure that everyone is off it.” “Why do you think that’s right?!” The head maid looked away while the other maids muttered among themselves. “But… isn’t getting pregnant after serving their master as a maid their ultimate goal…?” “Yeah…” “And the ones who went to Polka were just having kids normally…”
Why do you guys live such a headstrong life? Also, I thought I was using contraception magic when I had sex with the maid who came from Polka. “Since they only stay for about three months and then go back home after coming to Polka… there shouldn’t be any girls who got pregnant, right?” 「…………」 「There are?」 It seemed like there were. They weren’t of Onyx bloodline, so they should be safe. …But that doesn’t mean it’s okay. Why would you try to get someone pregnant in secret?
We pretty much have sex all the time, but only on the night of the Spirit Festival do we take a break. The S & F Foundation’s work is also done during the party, and as a father I want to see my kids happy faces. …And then.
“Then, tonight’s main event. Please enjoy the magnificent dance of the ‘Desert Jewel Butterfly,’ Noelle… Eh? Paula will be joining too? Oh, um… please enjoy this mother-daughter performance!”
Before Carlos’s flustered introduction could end, Noelle and her only daughter, Paula, leaped onto the stage.
“Jewel butterfly and a daughter!?”
“What!? She’s here!?”
The audience was shocked. Then, holding hands with Noelle, Paula appeared on stage. Despite being an eight-year-old girl, she wore the same sexy outfit as Noelle but showcased a lively step in contrast to her mother’s elegance, occasionally waving at me with both hands.
“Daddy!”
”…Wait, this is her?”
“The Onyx stud husband!”
…Yes. That’s right.
I expected to shrink under the men’s murderous glances, but instead, it seemed like everyone thought, “Well, if that’s how it is.”
“Huh, wait, is that okay with you guys?”
“Hee hee, well, it’s a well-known secret that your master has been walking around with a dragon.”
”…Well, I’m still trying to keep it a secret…”
“There are plenty of indirect clues. Besides, rumors about your accomplishments are starting to spread. They’re even singing songs about them in the taverns.”
“Really?”
I wanted to ask something.
…No, maybe hearing that my “stud husband” reputation was being sung about as an accomplishment might be better left unsaid.
And Paula had noticed I wasn’t paying attention.
“Daddy! Look at me! Or else I’ll take off my clothes!”
“Stop it!”
An eight-year-old shouldn’t be stripping and drawing attention. And Mom, don’t even pretend to strip. This is supposed to be a healthy festival after all.