After the slight commotion in the bathroom, dinner proceeded in a surprisingly normal atmosphere compared to the chaos of yesterday. Lee Hwa-rin, having finished her meal, stepped out into the living room to catch her breath.
“Phew... I ate too much.”
It just goes to show you shouldn’t judge people by their appearance. She never imagined that the fierce-looking woman called Urga would be capable of preparing such delicious food.
‘I was so confused yesterday I couldn’t even taste anything properly.’
— Ah, Sharoniel? Is it my turn nowww?
— ...It’s kinda annoying watching you enjoy it all by yourself. Are you milking him out slowly because you’re getting old?
— Sharoniel?!
If she ignored the sight of the scantily clad—no, naked—women that made it hard to know where to look, and the squabbling sounds of the Elf mother and daughter coming from under the table where the delicious food had been served, it would have been a satisfying, even happy meal filled with a sense of fullness.
“Man, I ate well. It’s not too cold today, shall we go for a walk for the first time in a while?”
“...”
However, such happiness always comes with a price.
At the words of Shin Seon-dong, who was patting his belly and rising from the head of the table, Hwa-rin instinctively felt a sense of foreboding. Her face flushed, and her eyes sharpened like axe blades as she glared at him.
‘He said we’d do a little more training since he came home late today...’
It was Eleonora who had suggested the training, but perhaps it was because of what she had suffered earlier.
Hwa-rin kept glaring at Shin Seon-dong and his crotch.
And as if to prove that her speculations and imagination were correct, the moment Shin Seon-dong stood up, Eleonora, who had her nose buried in a dog bowl on the floor filled with his semen, lifted her flushed face and cheered.
“A walk, you say?!”
“Yeah. We haven’t gone out much lately. Look at this, look how fat these tits have gotten.”
“Hnngh... This is my breasts swelling with slutty desire, not fat...♥”
“A walk...?!”
Because she had spent the entire day in this state, Hwa-rin immediately realized what the word 'walk' implied. She covered her body with her hands in shock.
‘He’s going to make me do that again!’
Her teammates were probably reminiscing about today’s events and relaxing by now, but the archaeologists, crazy about the traces of otherworldly civilization carved on the White Tower’s outer walls, were likely hanging around there day and night.
‘Does he intend to make me circle the White Tower in this state? Even if the archaeologists only have eyes for the tower, there must still be other Hunters remaining there...?!’
For a brief moment, Hwa-rin imagined herself naked, legs spread wide, showing off her gaping pussy behind the archaeologists who were oblivious to the world as they pressed magnifying glasses against the tower. She quickly shook her head violently to dispel the image.
‘Crazy! What kind of insane thought is that!’
The pleasure of exposure, having been awakened once, had already taken deep root in Hwa-rin’s mind. With just the slightest trigger, it would immediately breathe lewd fantasies into her brain.
“...What the? Why is she glaring at me?”
“B-Because of you...!”
“?”
‘That root of all evil!’
In reality, it was Eleonora who had provided the decisive opportunity for her to awaken to her exhibitionist fetish, but since it was Shin Seon-dong who had turned Eleonora into such a pervert, she wasn’t exactly wrong.
Of course, if one were to trace the true root of all evil even further back, it would lead to a certain pink-haired Goddess crying over her side dishes being stolen by a dragon named Glacia.
However, as if there was no time to debate this, Hwa-rin’s eyes and ears were drawn to the red-haired mother and daughter who, like Eleonora, were rising from their seats with faces full of ecstasy.
“Did you say a walk?!”
“We have been waiting for those words for days! If you hadn’t suggested a walk today, we were planning to drag you out by force. How do you understand my and Mother’s hearts so well? As expected of Master!”
“...”
The red-haired mother and daughter. The ones who, on the day she first met Eleonora, had sat naked atop horses at the head of the group and smashed open the firmly closed entrance of the tower with the lances in their hands.
Seeing the mother and daughter with fiery red hair like her own evoked a strange sense of kinship every time she looked at them. But at the same time, unlike her own crotch which was empty no matter how much she touched it, the something bouncing heavily on the cheering mother and daughter’s chests made her feel a sense of relative deprivation.
But regardless of how Hwa-rin looked at them, the two women and Eleonora were hugging each other, overjoyed as if they were dying of happiness at the prospect of a walk.
“Stop making a fuss.”
“It is not a fuss! We haven’t gone for a walk since winter properly set in!”
“We appreciate you worrying about our bodies, but we were actually hoping you would treat us even more roughly!”
“Eleonora and Mother are right. This Ariel is your—Master’s sow, so why are you showing us such leniency?!”
A commotion centered around the women who had been wearing absolutely nothing from the moment she first met them until now, unlike the other women who were at least wearing something or had been stripped by Shin Seon-dong.
Amidst this filthy daily life of a household that she couldn’t quite curse nor defend, and to which she still hadn’t properly adapted, Hwa-rin blinked her eyes. Then, the purple-haired, flat-chested Saintess approached her.
“...?”
“What are you doing? Why aren’t you getting ready for the walk quickly? Do you lack intelligence just as much as you lack breasts?”
“W-What?!”
A sudden verbal abuse directed at her.
Hwa-rin, flared up by this, tried to scream back at Violet, who was essentially in the same boat as her. But her mouth snapped shut when she witnessed Violet’s chest—though only at a cute level to be called breasts, there were definite mounds, and sweet milk was even leaking from them.
Unlike the Sow Saintess, who at least had something to touch, Hwa-rin’s own chest was at a level where she should be thankful no one tried to use it as a washboard.
Hwa-rin ground her teeth at Violet with as much hatred as she could muster, but Violet, paying it no mind, puffed out her chest and said:
“Master said we’re going for a walk! Hurry up and get ready, hurry!”
“What am I supposed to prepare... Don’t tell me, I-I have to go for a walk too...?!”
“Were you planning not to go? I thought you only lacked boobs, but it seems you lack common sense too!”
“You little...”
Click—
“Huh?”
“You were waiting right there, practically begging for it to be put on. Oh, what a good girl.”
Is this purple-headed brat what people call a Mesugaki?
Hwa-rin, who had jumped up from her seat to smack Violet, widened her eyes round as she felt the rough texture of leather around her neck accompanied by a strange clicking sound. She touched the object around her throat.
“A... A dog collar...?!”
When on earth did she put it on? Even if she was angry, to not notice someone’s presence until a dog collar was fastened around her neck?
The one who resolved Hwa-rin’s confusion was none other than the red-haired, short-haired woman, Ariel, who was reaching out to her neck with a satisfied smile.
“Mmn, as I thought, it suits you well. I don’t know if it’s because you have red hair that symbolizes lewdness like Mother and me, but seeing you wearing a collar like this makes me feel like I’ve gained a half-sister!”
“Huh? S-Sister? And did you say half-sister?”
Wait, usually people say half-sister or stepsister, right?
Why specifically Yi-bu (Different Father)?
“Usually one would say it like that, but perhaps because Mother is pregnant with that man’s child and not Father’s, the word ‘half-sister from a different father’ just slipped out!”
“W-Whaaat?!”
Hahaha!
Ariel laughed heartily after casually dropping such a bombshell. Hwa-rin asked back with her eyes wide open in shock, but Ariel simply placed a hand on Hwa-rin’s shoulder as if to reassure her.
“Ah, of course, just as Eleonora, I, and all the women here are pregnant with that man’s seed, if you follow your training admirably, that man won’t be able to resist knocking you up as well! Let us work hard together to bear many children as breeding sows!”
“W-Who is a breeding sow!”
“You weren’t? You resemble Eleonora so much in atmosphere that I mistook you for Master’s sow without a doubt.”
“Besides, who would want to get pregnant with that man’s semen... No, wait, everyone here is...?!”
What incredible fertility!
Hwa-rin smacked her lips in disappointment as she was dragged along by Ariel, who was pulling her leash. With a look of disbelief, she scanned the lower abdomens of the women settled in the house and then stroked her own belly.
This unconscious action of Hwa-rin was clearly captured by the eyes of his sows, but there was no dim-witted sow here who would dare to mention i—
“Oh? Does your tummy hurt? Why are you rubbing your belly like th—Kya, kyaaaak?!”
“You dim-witted thing! Do you have no tact whatsoever!”
...Or apparently, there was one. Violet, having been smacked on the buttocks by Glacia’s hand, jumped into the air with a squeal.