Tales of War and the Call of the Sea
Elisha began recounting her experiences in Eden’s angels, starting from why she had joined the war in another dimension. She wove in the breathless pace of the mechanical soldier neutralization operation, the stories of serving alongside the nuns of the goddess Erutina amid the Japanese Empire’s relentless invasions, and the days spent living with refugees in their commandeered home. She embellished each tale with fitting flourishes.
“After sorting through all of that, I left a note at home and returned to Eden.”
“Good grief. So in the end, it was because Elisha got hacked that the war started.”
“Those bastards were already eyeing an invasion. It was just a small trigger, nya.”
“Eden felt responsible too, so they stepped in and helped handle it.”
“And you know, it feels like the Korean government is paying a bit more attention to our family.”
“Probably because of Elisha, the dragon’s woman, more than anything else?”
Just as Ruya said, if the Korean government knew about Suho’s existence and was showing consideration, it was likely because of my confirmed status as the dragon’s woman. Oppa seemed to have suspected as much and nodded, though he didn’t look entirely pleased.
“Tch. Elisha is my woman, though.”
“Hohoho. If you think of it as sharing a woman with a dragon, a force of nature, wouldn’t that make it a little easier to accept?”
“That’s right. And besides, I like Oppa more than Suho anyway.”
“You’re just the husband’s concubine, nya.”
Whether it was the concubines’ efforts to lift his mood that worked or not, Oppa’s expression visibly softened.
“My lord, Elisha holds a special position as a concubine who must be used for various tasks on behalf of our family. We already decided on that, didn’t we?”
“Yeah, we did. I thought I’d accepted it in my head, but my feelings aren’t so simple.”
“Hehe. We concubines exist to serve and be used by our lord. There’s no need to harbor deep emotions and get hurt over it.”
Madam pressed close to Oppa’s side, whispering softly into his ear and reaffirming the value of a concubine. Even though the words clearly diminished their own worth, the concubines—who had been thoroughly trained by Madam and had fully accepted their positions—silently acknowledged her statement.
“I know, but they’re all my precious women. What can I do? Anyway, I’m just glad everything was resolved without anyone getting hurt.”
“Huhu… My lord is truly kind.”
Madam smiled helplessly beside Oppa, who now wore a cheerful expression again.
“We bought that camping car we had our eyes on, too. Let’s all go on a trip together sometime. Where should we go?”
“How about the sea?”
“Kyaaong! I hate the sea, nya!”
“What? Lakes or rivers are fine, but not the ocean?”
“The salt ruins my fur, nya!”
“Ah, I see.”
Ruya had been the first to suggest the sea, only to run into Charlotte’s fierce opposition. Even though Charlotte was a beastkin, it seemed saltwater was an exception.
“You don’t even have that much fur. Let’s just go to the sea.”
“Kyarrrung! I don’t want to, nya!”
“Charlotte, calm down a little. We can prepare properly so your fur doesn’t get damaged, right?”
“As it happens, there’s a suitable magic product. Ta-da~”
The item Madam confidently produced was a potion imbued with a hair-damage-prevention spell. Huh? Why was she carrying something like that around?
“Eung? Why do you have that?”
“Hohoho. I prepared it for my lord’s hair. It’s a highly effective product with magical additives made from precious ingredients. It’s quite famous.”
“Why my hair… I’m not going bald yet, you know?”
“A man’s hair needs to be cared for in advance. Once it starts falling out, it’s too late.”
“I agree with that.”
“That’s true, nya.”
At Madam’s serious tone, both Ruya and Charlotte nodded with equally serious expressions. Well, it was true that a full head of hair was better than a bald Oppa. I compared the image of a bald Oppa in my mind with his current appearance and nodded. Then a thought occurred to me.
“Since essence is good for recovery, I’ll wash your hair for you.”
“Oh my, that’s a wonderful idea. From now on, when you attend to my lord during baths, washing his hair will be Elisha’s responsibility.”
“Yes, Madam.”
“Enough about my hair. Let’s talk about the trip. So, Charlotte? With that, can you go to the sea?”
“As long as my fur doesn’t get ruined, it’s fine, nya.”
“Good. Everyone’s okay with the sea, right?”
Oppa looked at each of us in turn, and we all nodded in agreement. Truthfully, even if we went to the sea, I wouldn’t be able to swim. Thanks to technological advancements, my full-body prosthesis wasn’t drastically heavier than a normal biological body. But no matter how much they reduced the weight, the mass-to-volume ratio was still high, so I had no buoyancy. If I went into the water, I’d simply sink straight to the bottom—walking along the seabed instead of swimming. It would be a ridiculous sight.
After confirming everyone’s agreement, Oppa spoke.
“Then it’s decided—the sea. If it’s the sea, we should go to the East Sea, right? Where exactly?”
“Do we really need to pick a destination when we have a camping car? We can just drive along the coast and enjoy ourselves.”
“Ooh~ Our Ruya’s really enthusiastic. Did you want to go to the sea that badly?”
“The abundant life force of the water you feel at the sea is so refreshing.”
“More importantly, what about food, nya?”
“Since we’re camping, wouldn’t it be nice to cook for ourselves?”
“It’s a trip, so we should try local food too, right?”
Even while making travel plans, the family’s conversation jumped from topic to topic as usual. We spent time together planning the trip and chatting, wrapping up the party in a warm, harmonious atmosphere before cleaning up. By now, the concubines naturally divided the chores among themselves without needing Madam’s instructions.
“By the way, when did you gather all the slaves?”
“Nya? After the war ended, they came back on their own, nya.”
“But why are they working at home instead of prostituting themselves?”
“The licensed brothels still aren’t operating normally, so I’ve just been having them work as maids.”
“Ah, I see.”
So that was why the slave prostitutes I’d created were working as maids at home instead of selling themselves—the brothels hadn’t returned to normal operations yet.
We finished cleaning and were preparing to attend to Oppa’s bath when Ruya spoke.
“Oh, right. From now on, we have to attend to Madam’s baths as well. It’s an order from Madam.”
“Just do the same thing you do for the husband, nya.”
“I understand. Got it.”
So now the concubines were even expected to bathe Madam. Judging by Ruya and Charlotte’s natural acceptance, Madam’s gradual effort to clearly distinguish the ranks between wife and concubines seemed to be progressing smoothly.
We gathered Madam’s bathing supplies as well, prepared everything in the bathroom, and knelt side by side at the entrance, waiting for Oppa and Madam to arrive. How long had we waited in silence? Just as Ruya and Charlotte began to fidget restlessly from their legs going numb, the door opened and Oppa and Madam entered, both naked. We quickly bowed our heads in greeting, following their lead, when Oppa’s voice rang out.
“Alright, everyone get up. Let’s wash up quickly and head to bed.”
“Hoho, my lord, you should learn to enjoy being served at a leisurely pace.”
When I lifted my head at Oppa’s words, his already erect, imposing member came into view. The desire in his eyes made it clear he was fully intent on having sex. Following Madam’s signal, we began washing Oppa and Madam together in coordinated effort. While Ruya washed Oppa and Charlotte washed Madam, I first washed Madam’s hair. I soaked her flowing golden locks in warm water, lathered them with essence-infused hands, and gently massaged her scalp.
“Ah… You really are good at this.”
“Thank you, Madam.”
I rinsed the suds away with water. Her golden hair, now free of foam, gleamed with even more luster and bounced with elasticity. Madam ran her fingers through it and spoke with admiration.
“Oh my. Even when I washed it with holy water, it wasn’t this good. Essence really is useful.”
“Thank you, Madam.”
After responding to her praise, I moved to wash Oppa’s hair. Oppa, who had been receiving Ruya’s bathing service, immediately placed his hands on my breasts and began kneading them as I approached.
“Your breasts really do seem a bit bigger. Did something happen?”
“I received the dairy cow procedure.”
“That dairy cow thing you mentioned before? So you’re producing milk now?”
“Yes. Ahh.”
“Ooh, yeah, they’re jiggling so much it really feels like they’re full of milk.”
Oppa lifted the underside of my breasts with his hands and let them drop, enjoying the swaying sensation. While he was distracted playing with my breasts, I thoroughly lathered his hair with essence-filled hands, massaging it deep into his scalp before rinsing it clean.
“Phew! Should I have a taste then? *Sluuurp!*”
“Aang~”
The moment he finished rinsing, Oppa took my nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. His tongue rolled over the piercing as he drew powerfully, coaxing my milk ducts open. Thick, white milk filled his mouth.
“*Sluuurp!* Hiya~ I’ve never had milk this rich and delicious before. It’s really good?”
“Hnn, I’m a top-grade dairy cow, after all. Of course it tastes good.”
“*Sluuurp.* I want to drink this every day.”
“Then I’ll milk it in advance for you.”
“I’d rather drink it fresh, so let me drink it directly like this every day.”
“Yes, I will.”
Because he kept sucking and drinking from my nipples, the bathing service fell by the wayside. While Oppa drank my milk, Ruya and Charlotte moved efficiently to finish the bath. Just as I was about to dry off and dress—my nipples slightly sore from his vigorous sucking—Oppa suddenly scooped me up.
“Why bother putting clothes on when you’re just going to take them off again! Let’s go!”
“Oh my, at least put on some underwear.”
“Hup hup!”
Madam tried to stop him, but before she could finish speaking, he started running. Madam, who had looked stunned at Oppa’s reckless behavior, let out a sigh and followed after him, calling to the concubines.
“Everyone, it looks like my lord is determined tonight, so prepare yourselves.”
“Yes, Madam.”
Ruya and Charlotte, following behind Madam with troubled expressions, couldn’t quite hide the laughter in their eyes. At their all-too-familiar family-like reaction, I laughed while wrapping my arms around Oppa’s neck.
Thud!
“Hup!”
“Kyaa~”
Oppa kicked the bedroom door open with enough force to break it and threw me onto the bed. He immediately leaped on top of me, pinning me down.
“It’s been a while since I had sex with Elisha! I’m not letting you sleep tonight!”
“Haa~ Elisha. Serve him with all your heart.”
“Yes, Madam. Aang~”
Responding to Madam’s command—which drew a clear line that this was merely a concubine serving—I began acting out my enjoyment of the sex. Because of Madam’s training, there was no foreplay when receiving a concubine’s service, so my pussy wasn’t yet wet. However, thanks to being trained by Dahgon’s much larger member, Oppa’s relatively smaller one slid in without much difficulty. That said, while it entered easily, it moved solely for his own pleasure, so the sensation in my pussy was quite weak—instead, the pain was stronger.
“Ahh! That feels good!”
“Huu! You’re still so tight.”
Thrust! Thrust!
Of course, following an angel’s instinct to prioritize the other person’s pleasure over my own, I put on a convincing performance of enjoyment so that Oppa would be satisfied watching my reactions. As I moved my hips in time with Oppa’s downward thrusts, I glanced sideways and saw Ruya and Charlotte attending to Madam. Ruya was licking and caressing Madam’s pussy while Charlotte fondled her breasts and nipples, sharing a kiss with her.
Squelch. Squelch.
“Kuh! Elisha! I’m coming!”
“Yes, please cum inside me. Haaang~”
While I had been briefly distracted, Oppa—who had been thrusting diligently—reached his climax alone and announced his release. As he pushed his hips forward and began ejaculating deep inside, I faked my own orgasm, wrapping my legs tightly around his hips and clenching my pussy hard around his shaft.
“Kuh!”
Whoops—had I squeezed too hard? Oppa’s face twisted slightly as he groaned, so I eased the pressure on my pussy. His expression relaxed into one of pleasure again, and he buried his face in my chest. Lately, I’d been dealing with such hard members that I must have misjudged the force a little. Still, true to his virile nature, Oppa’s shaft quickly hardened again, and he resumed thrusting.
“Our Elisha, your pussy’s gotten even tighter? For a second I thought it was going to cut it off.”
“Haang, I’m sorry for the mistake, Oppa.”
“Well, well. I’ll have to punish a concubine who made a mistake during service. No orgasms until I say so. Got it?”
“Uhn, yes.”
In truth, I hadn’t orgasmed at all, but since my acting had convinced him I had, he issued the no-orgasm order as punishment.