Today, Polka has both the old city with its traditional shabby construction and a new district that utilizes wood from the forest, technology, and even dragon land-clearing abilities. The old city is gradually being rebuilt as well. Of course, the original residents don’t want to continue living in dilapidated houses while beautiful new homes are popping up all around them. An example of this was when Baron bought a rundown house like Cat Manor and had it completely renovated with the help of Elven architects and Celesta’s giant construction workers. Since the construction of Granje, many ogres have moved here due to Polka’s charm, making it an ideal workplace for them. During winter, their strength and height are invaluable for snow removal. Over time, ogres became an indispensable part of Polka. As a result, in just fifteen years since contact with elves, the population of Polka has grown several times over. In one district, however, there is a particularly high concentration of attractive women. No wonder, Cosmos’ brothel workers—no, former brothel workers are moving here one after another. Most of Cosmos’ prostitutes aren’t trapped by debt; they choose to make sex their career out of love for it. Therefore, when they leave, they don’t have many ties holding them back and often settle down in Polka right away. Onyx’s maid troupe occasionally quits to live here too, but that’s quite rare. The head maid once said that maids aren’t usually wealthy enough to do so. I also think it might be because some of them enjoy being violated after serving someone. Anyway, the former Cosmos prostitutes who have settled down in Polka are often skilled at cooking and business, besides sex, due to their previous line of work. Moreover, since they’re used to dealing with men and different races, they can easily handle even large men without any trouble.
So, it’s quite impressive how well-known I’ve become in response to the new demand for Porca. “Master? Are you here?” “Cosmos-san. Over here, deeper inside.” Cosmos came over to where I was tinkering with a new suit of armor at Vapora Palace’s invention workshop. She was wearing clothes even though she was inside the palace, which surprised me a little. Today, I too wore clothes. Doing blacksmithing work naked is just plain stupid, yeah? “I’ve finished investigating the living conditions of the former prostitutes from the East District… wow, they’re all doing pretty well for themselves.” “Well, I figured that those who came from the main branch wouldn’t fall on hard times, so it’s good to hear everyone’s doing fine.” Despite becoming incredibly wealthy due to the “S & F Foundation,” as well as the various benefits brought by dragons and the power of the girls’ families… my fortune isn’t infinite. It’s one thing for the girls who became slave concubines to be taken care of, but it’s a bit difficult to look after those former prostitutes who chose not to become slaves and are now living on their own. In fact, if I were to extend my support to everyone who left me, the scope of responsibility would grow too large and uncontrollable.
But if someone’s in trouble, I might lend a hand. That’s why Cosmos-san regularly checks up on the women here for me. But it seems that none of them have been so desperate as to ask us for help—perhaps because they’re from a business-oriented country. “Lin is apparently fighting with her husband and things are getting pretty serious, but that’s their problem. Shasta said she accidentally squeezed a customer’s dick while giving him a massage out of habit, so I gave her a bit of a scolding.” “Oh… Well if you’re going to offer those kinds of services, it would be best to let people know beforehand.” Here, the permission to take clients as a prostitute is managed by Baroness Cosmos. If it’s just a little extra money, we can overlook that. But when it comes to making a living off it, there will inevitably be turf wars and price disputes, which isn’t good for public order. So it can’t go unchecked. And offering sexual services at massage parlors is kind of shady grey territory. If customers know the place offers such things, they’ll expect them. If someone like Hilda-san from back then offered free sex to anyone who asked, that would be one thing, but if it’s just a random fling, there can easily be trouble. People might get upset if they hear rumors and come expecting something only to not receive it. “So nothing seems to have happened this time around that we need to step in for.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Oh, a few of them asked if they could come to the palace and have sex with their master, is that okay?” “Well… That’s fine, but of course I made sure none of those who already have husbands were included, right?” Those who didn’t join my harem might be married now, so I don’t want to ruin any relationships. Everyone tends to forget this, but I’m basically cautious about getting involved with girls unless it’s clear they aren’t seeing anyone else. “I’ve been telling him that all along… But you see, some of them only realize how great he is after tasting other men…” “Seriously?! No way! If I do something like that and get hated for it, I’ll be the absolute bad guy!” I’m basically a notorious womanizer who runs a brothel and has a harem of around 100 beauties. If I keep hitting on former prostitutes, no matter how much they’ve moved on, I’d just look like a jerk. “Don’t worry! Emma will stop me if anyone gets upset.” “That’ll only make me look worse!”
I really want to find a way for everyone to avoid being unhappy. Even if it means just one or two people won’t cry anymore.
So, about the new armor I’m working on despite cutting into my time with the kids and slave girls. “Is it almost finished?” “Well, I’d like to refine it a bit more. This would be fine as is, but I feel there’s still something that could make it better.” The fact that this is called “new type” means it’s different from any armor I’ve made before. What makes it different? Well, for one thing, I’m using every high-quality material without hesitation or compromise. All the metal materials available to me, dragon leather (which requires special chemicals to tan and I learned how to do that directly from Silver Dragons), special wood from Elven territory used as spacers to shape the silhouette, plus dragon scales for key defensive areas, and even silk chain mail underneath it all. The materials are so unique that they don’t take paint well, making them look a bit flashy… but if you wear this armor, unless something major happens, you won’t suffer serious damage to your body. Ideally I’d like to include the helmet too, but… I’ve never really worn one myself since my younger days, and most people haven’t either. “Considering the materials used, it’s hard to put a price on it… They must have heard about this from their superiors over there, so we shouldn’t get caught.”
“Sure. It’s because it was a one-off, with all its difficulties included.”
It was the ultimate piece that I pursued relentlessly, abandoning every bit of pride as an ironworker and aiming solely for the highest performance.
Even when facing formidable enemies in the past, I’ve never made such armor. Well, there wasn’t time to prepare anything like it anyway.
Wearing it…
“Long time no see, Dad!” “Dad, you look well.”
An innocent sister and a brother who is elegant even as a child. The children of Tettes arrive at Vapeur Palace.
“Glad to have you here, Sonia, Tils.”
The kids are nobles.
I can’t let them see me in such an uncouth state. It’s out of the question to greet them naked, as I usually am at Palais.
Today, however, I’ll put on a new high-quality suit that Olga made for me and welcome them properly.
Every time they come to Polka, I try to make a show of it like this, but it’s impossible to give fancy clothes to all the female slaves and dragons in Palais, not to mention the prostitutes and maids who are staying here. So, behind my back, it’s still mostly a naked paradise, which is kind of awkward.
I wish I could get used to it… Sorry Tils, but I can’t act cool about it.
No, everyone else here is civilized; maybe I should just give them the order to “wear clothes today,” and be done with it. But my sister Sonia has already run off inside Palais without a care in the world, so there’s no point in dwelling on it now.
“Father, this place is still… quite wild.”
“Well, yeah… There are all sorts of races here.”
I give an answer that I think is too vague even for me as we deal with the issue of different races. Then I lead my innocent son to his room; he’s going to be staying here for a few days.
“Thetes, please take care of Sonia. She should be used to it by now, but make sure nothing weird happens.”
“Sure thing♪”
“Besides, since I’m all dressed up like this, you should maintain your motherly dignity for a while.”
Even though they were in the enclosed dragon takeoff and landing area, Thetes was already starting to undress from his noble attire. I told him off.
Considering how important it is to preserve the children’s fantasies about her, I don’t think she should be showing them such freedom.
“This place has rules, so you have to follow them,”
”…Tils, you know that we’re not required to strip here, right? It’s entirely optional. The girls who are naked just have a bit of a kink, but there’s no need for you to join in.”
“Y-Yes…”
She blushed and hid behind me as she followed along. I found it amusing.
The sons of Polka don’t react this way to women’s nudity anymore. Klaw doesn’t even bat an eye at any amount of bouncing breasts, while Peter proudly chases after them with a lecherous face and his erection in full display.
Oh well.
“Sonia! Stop fooling around and come to the workshop! I have a present for you!”
“Wh-what? Really!?” Sonia was just about to greet her familiar sisters when she heard the word “gift” and her face lit up with joy. Hmm, it’s really nice to see kids happy, isn’t it? “Is this only for me?” “Oh yeah, I’ll make one for Tils next. Honestly, I made yours in a hurry because of Sonia.” “We have an agreement!” “All right. Today you can just reserve your share and let that be enough.” Saying that to Tils with a smile, she got her forgiveness.
She had prepared this gift for Sonia because she was surprised at how quickly Sonia’s combat strength came close to matching the Gauntlet Knights. The other knights who were watching Sonia fight against Berga invited her to try it out in real battle if she was really that strong. While not officially adopting her, they wanted her to give it a shot.
It wouldn’t do to brush off the matter as something she’s not interested in, considering Renfangas’ political climate. Especially since Sonia is a blood relative of King Alex Buster; he couldn’t afford to act stubborn and say such foolish things.
Apparently, Tethys had also fought monsters for the first time when she was around Sonia’s age.
But even though Sonia had shown some skill against Black Arms on occasion, sending her into the midst of monsters still felt like a terrible idea. So I wrote letters asking Alex and Ferios to watch over her carefully, and even went so far as to make an extravagant suit of armor for her.
While there might be better weapons than what I could make at the Buster household, when it came to armor, if I threw myself into making this with all my heart, I was sure that no other craftsman’s work would match its durability.
So, brimming with confidence, I pulled away the cloth covering Sonia’s new armor and showed her off. Her reaction?
”…It looks so ugly…”
Her father had died. “Stay strong, Father! Father!!”
Tilse shook me back to my senses. Thanks, son. And daughter. That’s really something amazing. If I tried to buy it with money, I’d probably be able to purchase an entire castle for the same price. “Daddy, make me a bikini armor! Like Sharon’s!” “A bikini armor…!?” You… want your father… to make you a bikini armor…!? My little girl wants her father to make her half-naked armor…!? “That’s impossible!” “What? Why not!? You’re the legendary bikini armor craftsman, aren’t you!? How come my present is such a piece of crap!?” “I can’t keep up with your sarcasm!!” Why am I supposed to be a legendary bikini armor craftsman. As someone treated like a son-in-law in the Buster household?
Why do you have such a longing for bikiniamor? And is it really that bad? Also, I made this bikiniamor to fondle boobs, you know. …Is it really that bad? I was praised for my design sense, but your single comment shattered my pride. Is it really that terrible…? “Father, I think your armor is wonderful too. If you don’t mind, I’d like to have it.” “It’s not like Tils uses a sword anyway…” “Well, yeah… That’s true…” Also, since I made this for a girl’s body type, it might be okay for Tils… though she is just a kid and twins, so maybe it won’t fit her?
“Then I’ll give it to Tils if you make me a bikini armor! Can you do that by tomorrow!?” “You can’t expect something like that so soon! Also, I won’t allow you to fight in front of people wearing something that looks like underwear! That’s for when you’re an adult!” “But isn’t being an adult worse then…?”
Tils. You know, adults put things off until later. Actually, it’s not good to say such things to kids.
…What is this, Renfangas? Why do girls want bikini armors so much?
Apparently because of beautiful knights like Sharon who proudly show themselves off.