Chapter 414
Chapter 414
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 414
Chapter Title: Wives' Meeting
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"You went ahead and ravished me again without permission!"
After getting some rest, Lisha recovered her wits and shouted. I reached out, pulling her head to my chest and embracing her. Holding her tight so she couldn't slip away, I said,
"Lisha, you were just too adorable—I couldn't hold back!"
"Th-that kind of talk won't get you forgiven... Hah. I can't believe this. For this lady to be so utterly at a man's mercy..."
"Heh heh heh. Do you hate it?"
"...I don't hate it."
I wrapped my legs around her too, pulling her body close.
Full-body Kim Katt restraint activated.
"Even when you handle this lady however you please, I can't bring myself to get angry... What on earth have you done to me?"
"It's not 'done' anything—it's love. Priceless bliss, you might say."
"Priceless bliss, is it."
There is no such thing as priceless bliss.
It's a pretty famous saying.
But I, Kim Katt, the Love Heavenly Demon, reject that notion entirely. Isn't love the very definition of priceless bliss? Unlimited love, straight up.
Looking back, it feels like I've overcome most hardships through the power of love.
"Yes... Being held like this really does make me happy. We could just live like this without working or anything. If you'd help out at the store a little, I could support you forever. Wouldn't you like that?"
Hearing that made a smile creep across my face.
"Heh heh heh, Lisha. Thank you so much. Hearing that just got me hard again—mind if I put it in?"
Poke poke.
I teasingly prodded the inside of her thigh with my swollen tip. Her response, predictably, was shock.
"Don't you dare put it in! And just where in what I said was there anything to get excited about?!"
"You were thinking of me."
"Hng..."
Of course, I appreciated it, but I couldn't live easy like that if I wanted to become the great warrior Kim Katt. Hadn't I sworn to surpass Claudy one day and make her happy?
I could never stop.
"I see. So that's how it is."
"Yes."
Maybe she understood my thoughts, because she hugged my back and said so.
For starters, I wanted to become a warrior who could casually destroy planets. Well, if I fired a real Heavenly Demon Death Beam, that'd probably do it.
At that level, Execution Severance would be my basic attack. Supremacy of the Heavenly Demon would shatter the heavens and earth, Heavenly Demon Heaven-Splitting Palm would rip space apart. And with Asura Blood Claw? My enemies would just drown in despair.
"Are you heading back now?"
"It's getting late. Yeah."
"Don't forget what this lady said."
"Of course I'm keeping it in mind."
I knew exactly what Lisha meant about gathering the wives for a talk. It was something that should've happened eventually. Honestly, it was weird it hadn't yet.
Perfect timing, too, with my intensive training period starting—plenty of time on my hands.
"Let me wash you, Lisha. Come on, let's get in together."
"...Thank you."
The sun was about to set.
I washed up with Lisha. Things got heated again midway, so I played with her plenty, and after she climaxed into a total mess once more, I dried her off, carried her to bed, and headed out.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Thrust.
Clang!
Clang!
The first strike was blocked, as expected, but I twisted my blade around Karin's sword and aimed for her head. She parried effortlessly. I tried switching to grappling or strikes to turn the tide, but Karin—the expert assassin—gave me no such opening.
My offense crumbled in an instant.
Swish.
"Done. Good. That's solid. Better than last time."
Karin pressed her blade to my throat, grinning as she stepped close and ruffled my hair. No matter what crazy stunt I pulled, I couldn't touch her.
"You're fucking insanely strong."
Not just base stats—the skill gap was massive. I threw everything I had at her, but I got shut down before I could even show it all.
"My man's not some pushover, is he?"
"No! Don't call your little bro that, sis! You wanna get punished?"
"Kyahahaha. Save the punishment for bed. Stab me right here—go on?"
She let out that alluring signature laugh, teasing with some sexy talk and skinship. Stabbing Karin sexually wasn't punishment—it was a reward.
"Kidding. My man, trained by yours truly, couldn't be a pushover. Technique and momentum both on point. You're improving every time I see you. That instinct to switch to martial arts right at the start? Better than it needs to be. That weird fist art you're practicing paying off?"
"Execution Fist Arts."
"Yeah, that. But I can't figure out where the name comes from."
"It's nothing."
Today marked the start of my intensive training period.
I'd slipped away early morning while the other guildmates were out, getting private lessons from Karin. She passed on techniques, pointing out my flaws.
I corrected my stance on the spot, learning combos, counters, and responses—all battle-tested stuff, so it sank in easy.
When I applied what she'd taught, Karin nodded approvingly.
"Definitely good material. Overflowing talent. And this growth rate... Gotta be from killing so many people, huh? Be honest—can't even keep count anymore, right?"
"Uh!"
Come to think of it, I'd stopped tallying kills at some point. I used to count a bit back in the day, but now there were so many inhuman bastards, no need to bother.
Not like humans ate bread made from them or anything—forgetting was fine...!
Bandits and thugs were less than breadcrumbs anyway. Even Fusion Confucianism's teachings encouraged offing villains. Everyone I'd killed was a criminal.
I wasn't some psycho slaughtering innocents.
"Kyahahaha, yeah, that's it. First step to becoming a true serial killer. How many souls weighing on my man's shoulders, I wonder? Ever think about that?"
"Fuck, why say it like that? Gives me the creeps—ghosts'll show up!"
Without Elise's holy enchant, ghosts were untouchable. Well, hadn't tested it, but at my level now, I could probably just slice 'em.
"Hey, hey. That soul weight adds power to your blade. Know that?"
Karin spouted some serial-killer philosophy. She wasn't wrong—real combat was killing.
My sword swings were murders.
But damn, my wife was scary.
"Sis, you in some weird cult? Like Ezra or something?"
"Bullshit. I'm atheist."
Atheist my ass—more like a Fusion Confucianism heretic. Anyway, we bantered and sparred until guildmates started showing up.
"Let's call it here for today. Oh, and tomorrow's my day off? Bring Winia here... Or should I go get her?"
Perfect—tomorrow, Winia and I could come here. They both wanted to talk, so hopefully the vibe wouldn't suck.
"I'll bring her."
"Ahh, fuck. Why am I nervous? Wasn't this bad even joining the knights."
"Heh heh heh. My heart flutters every time I see you, sis."
"Why."
"'Cause you're too pretty."
"Fuck... Trying to turn sis on?"
"Lehu?"
I swear I saw hearts in Karin's eyes.
Anyway, I held back. Guild morning training soon. I'd squeeze in some swings, do intense physicals, and head out past noon.
Winia and I would come tomorrow.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Clink.
The clear sound of a teacup being set down echoed.
Slurp.
From across the table came the sound of another sip.
Chirp chirp.
Inside the Swordsman Guild office, morning sunlight streamed in alongside birdsong from the windowsill.
"..."
I sat uncomfortably, squinting at Winia and Karin.
Karin looked a tad awkward, setting her cup down rigidly while sneaking peeks at Winia. Winia, meanwhile, savored tea she didn't even like with utter composure.
A sight I'd never seen.
Winia preferred chugging tea like water, not sipping.
After passing on Karin's request yesterday, Winia grumbled about why I had to go instead of her coming, but we ended up here in the office—and it'd been like this ever since. Claudy had just smiled and said to have fun.
No real talk between them, just teacup clinks. I'd downed mine ages ago.
"..."
They'd both said they wanted to get along, but what was this heavy air? Should I break the ice?
Right then, Winia finally set her cup down and spoke.
"...Karin."
First words in the silent office after about thirty minutes. They seemed to reverberate through the room.
"W-Winia?"
Karin responded, tense as ever. She did find Winia intimidating.
"You love our little darky a lot?"
Winia said it like a rich heiress mom sizing up a suitor. Felt like she might whip out an envelope saying "take this and leave."
"I... love... him, yes..."
Oh, shit.
Karin...!
Seeing passive Karin was super rare and refreshing. Still, the mood was heavy.
"Yeah, figured. Truth is, I came today to try getting along with you, Karin. We're gonna live together forever, so being awkward sucks."
"...Same here, Miss Winia."
They sure didn't look like it.
Winia led the convo.
"Honestly, me holding down the fort, and you not just seducing our darky but jumping him like that? Pissed me off. You get it?"
"That... Yes. I'm sorry... It was inexcusable."
Karin trailed off, no defense. I figured I should help.
"W-Winia, still—"
"Darky, quiet. Sit pretty."
"Yes."
"Wives talking wife stuff right now. Just listen."
"Got it."
Shut down instantly.
My husbandly authority was nil from the start anyway. All four wives stronger than me. Harmonious home—no yelling here.
Winia continued.
"But it's not like I don't get it... I kinda did the same vibe. Claudy-sis said as long as you can bear kids, it's fine. Can't really complain."
"...I see."
"And drop the formal speech since we're awkward anyway. You're way older than me—dozen years at least."
Karin flushed at that, mumbling. Getting called out on age by younger Winia embarrassed her bad.
She looked late teens to early twenties, but chronologically? Thirties.
Her overflowing mana—the source of her strength—halted aging, but for non-elf humans, age mattered. Especially women.
Claude got shy if you pried her real age too.
"I'll just call you Karin-sis. You call me Winia. Easier that way."
Winia offered peace. Karin nodded shakily.
"Sure... No, yeah. Winia, right?"
"Yep. Karin-sis. Treat me casual now. I will too."
"...Okay."
Winia smiled, extending her hand. Karin stood and shook it. Winia had Karin on the ropes.
"Remember I'm second, you're third. Got it? Know that, and I won't hassle you."
"I do. Sorry I did it knowing—apologies."
"That's settled. Apology accepted."
Whew, peaceful resolution.
Better if they bonded.
"You're bearing darky's kid anyway, Karin-sis."
"Talking so bluntly is kinda embarrassing... Yeah, true. Whew, was tense, but thanks for this. Better late than never—take care, Winia."
"You too, Karin-sis."
Awkward now, but time would fix it.
"So, shall we discuss darky-sharing terms from here on?"