Chapter 551
Chapter 551
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 551
Chapter Title: [Interlude] Ristina
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I lay beside Ristina for about an hour, stroking my daughter while catching my breath. To me, this was as good as a rest period.
I wanted more, but you can't push a woman in this state any further.
"Katt, you...!"
As I lounged there, Ristina snapped awake, bolting upright. She clutched the blanket I'd draped over her to cover her chest, glaring daggers at me as she shouted.
"H-how could you do that to me...! Didn't you hear me begging you to stop? I said it over and over!"
Her face flushed red, her anger boiling over.
Even though just moments ago, she'd been lying quietly beside me, fast asleep. Of course, to me now, it was nothing but adorable. Her little tantrum only made me enjoy it more.
"Heh heh heh, of course I heard every word."
"Then why?! Are you saying you just won't listen to me?!"
"Nah, it's not that. I just... couldn't stop. Your insides felt too good—how could I?"
"Don't praise my insides like that...!"
"Anyway, c'mere."
"Eek!"
I spread my arms wide, and after a moment's hesitation, Ristina dropped the blanket and threw herself into them.
Her obedience was perfect.
I slowly stroked her back as she clung to me, feeling the warmth of her body. Her massive breasts pressed against my chest, squishing softly. Ristina wrapped her arms around my back with perfect docility.
"Heh heh heh, acting all tsundere, but hugging me this tight?"
"...Shut up."
Whether it was pride or embarrassment, she squeezed me harder even as she grumbled.
"...Katt, you're way too selfish."
She murmured it softly, still holding on.
"You're younger than me, broke, and not even that strong... Honestly, it's arrogant. Always bowing your head like some pathetic simp..."
A true man knows when to bow his head. Fusion Confucianism is the ultimate herbivore path. I only bowed to plan for the future.
Pride is fluid—it shifts with time and circumstance.
"So that groveling was all an act?"
Ristina pulled back slightly from the embrace, looking me in the eye.
"Act? You apologize when you need to. Beg if it looks like you're about to get wrecked. That's just how it works."
"Then why act so selfish now? Do I look like a joke to you? You call me 'sis,' but you don't treat me like one."
"Because even when I act selfish..."
I slid my hand down slyly, groping the inside of her thigh.
"...you take it all."
"Ahng...!"
My hand drifted toward her pussy.
Her entrance was still hot and slick with our mixed fluids.
Ristina burrowed deeper into my arms, letting out a lewd moan.
"Ngh... Y-you think I'll always take it?"
"You won't?"
"W-who said I wouldn't... I just mean... sort of..."
From what I'd seen, this sis just couldn't say no or fight back if you pushed hard enough. She'd probably never been treated like this before. So I kept pressing her relentlessly.
Either way, we spent the time embraced like that. I'd learn more about Ristina in due time. And she'd learn about me.
"You..."
"Yeah?"
"Your body's so hot... and hard... and huge..."
She nuzzled my neck, whispering it. Glad she liked my muscles. Of course, I loved her body too.
"Heh heh heh, I'm big and hot. All thanks to the Extension Fist Technique."
—Fwap fwap!
—Boing boing!
By mastering this inhuman Extension Fist Technique, I'd become big and hot.
"Extension Fist Technique? What kind of ridiculous name is that...?"
"That ridiculous technique wrecked all your dojo babes."
"Y-you lost to Lisette!"
That was old news.
"Nah, we fought again after, and now I think I'd win."
"You've fought...?"
"Yeah. But that loss was ages ago anyway. Things are different now."
"...Fair enough."
—Knead knead.
Before I knew it, Ristina was kneading my muscles as she talked. Her curiosity had kicked in full force. I let her explore my body while I listened.
"You wrapped mana around your fists too. Must be talented. You're around Lisette's age and already doing that."
"Talent, huh."
Well, I'd lived that hard.
Fusion Confucian extremes in training, brutal slaughter from inhuman real combat—it all made me strong.
But above all, my wives supported me and gave me their positivity. That's what made it possible.
"Oh, what time is it anyway?"
"Dunno... who cares about time..."
The sun had set long ago.
No idea when night fell.
"Sis. Just to be safe."
A sudden thought hit me, and I voiced it.
"What?"
"Your moans were pretty loud. Think anyone heard? Lisette or Mariel maybe. They notice on the way up?"
Ristina's body was too insanely hot—I couldn't think of anything else. From afternoon till now, I'd pounded away without a care. If someone heard, it wouldn't be weird.
—Flinch.
"..."
Ristina tensed up for a moment.
Then she spoke.
"No door opening... no footsteps. The room's well soundproofed. And no one comes up to the fourth floor anyway."
"They don't?"
"Nope. I've been bitchy as hell the past few days."
Come to think of it, Lisette did say I'd see nothing good if I checked now.
Seems no one dared approach the unusually pissy martial arts guildmaster.
Makes sense—her instructors handled most things.
"They won't come unless it's urgent. Probably no one heard... They all left before sundown anyway..."
"Hmm."
Good, then.
"So it's just you and me in the building now?"
—Squeeze.
My hand slid down from stroking her back, grabbing a handful of her huge ass.
"Hiiya...!"
So soft—feels great to squeeze.
"W-what if it's just us... Gonna ravage me selfishly again like before...?"
"That a problem? You hate it?"
"W-who said it's a problem..."
Ask if it's okay, and she flips to coquettish mode.
Man, this sis really knows how to rile a guy up.
"Heh heh heh, your words and actions are total opposites."
"I don't know... seriously..."
"Lie down first—climb on top."
I stretched out flat on the sofa, tugging her wrist.
Had to get cowgirl from this sis at least once.
"C-climb on...?"
"Your turn to do the work up top."
"Ngh..."
Avoiding my gaze, face red, Ristina straddled my hips and climbed on. She seemed really into this stuff.
"L-like this...?"
Tentative, she grabbed my rock-hard cock. More embarrassed than ashamed.
"Yeah. Line it up with your entrance... and ease down slow."
"...Got it."
—Schlick.
Eyes shut, Ristina lowered herself, taking me in. My tip parted her folds, and her scorching walls clamped down hard.
"H-hng... haah...! Ngh...! C-can't... fit it all...!"
She looked strained.
"It's fine. Just relax... ease down slow."
"Huuung...!"
She finally hilted. I could feel myself stuffing her full. Now I asked her to move on her own.
"C-can't move... with this thing stuffed in..."
Even as she said it, eyes squeezed shut, she started rocking her hips.
—Buck buck.
"L-like thiiis...! I-is this right?"
"Yeah... perfect. You're doing great."
"Ha-ut, huuung! Nghuuu...! Haa, doing it myself... feels bearable...! Kinda... fun too..."
Better than me jackhammering from above, obviously. My other wives felt the same in her spot.
Ristina's hipwork felt damn good. I stroked her thighs gently.
"Heh heh heh, but why so skilled? First time can't be this good."
"B-because... my job's all physical..."
"Ah, right."
Makes sense. Martial arts guildmaster—knows her body inside out.
Anyway, I relaxed, letting her ride me with her awkward-but-earnest hip shakes.
Her red cheongsam was soaked dark crimson, clinging. Her sky-blue hair, once neatly draped, now disheveled. And here she was, slamming her hips down for me.
"Ha-ut... hwuuw... F-feels good...? Me on top...?"
"Yeah. The best."
"M-might get addicted..."
Once she got into it, she spun her hips like a pro, cumming repeatedly with lewd cries. I kneaded her jiggling tits as time passed.
"Nghuuu...!"
How much later? Exhausted from back-to-back orgasms, Ristina collapsed onto me. I unloaded deep inside her again, easing some stress.
"Haa... haa..."
Night had deepened.
No clue the exact time, but late as hell.
"...Ah."
Time to head back soon. I'd told the wives I'd be late, but too late and they'd worry... Wait, no—more than that.
Sex with Ristina was pure bliss, but my urges only settled after ravaging all my wives. The more I came, the more I craved Cloudie, Winia, Karin, and Risha.
Driving me insane.
Cock about to burst.
Lust invading my brain—losing my mind. No matter how much I dumped into Ristina, without my wives to calm me, it was like it never happened.
"Haa... haa..."
I stroked her hair as she panted dreamily atop me.
"Sis. Gotta head out soon."
"W-what?!"
I gently rolled her beside me and sat up. Thought about one last round, but suddenly Ristina hugged my waist.
"D-don't go."
"..."
"Stay with me tonight..."
Ahh.
—Tremble.
Her body shook faintly.
...Makes sense.
She didn't want me to leave.
"You want me to stay?"
"Gonna leave me alone after selfishly wrecking my body and heart like this...?"
Guess I'd stay tonight.
That's responsibility. As a Fusion Confucian hermit and ultimate herbivore Heavenly Demon, Kim Katt never abandons a woman who's become his wife. I'd explain to the others later.
"And you... you'd go to Karin next."
"Actually, three more besides her are waiting."
"What, you got that many wives? Some kinda noble?"
Tell me about it.
"Heh heh heh, by wife count alone, I'm nobility already. Five with you."
"I'm the fifth..."
I fondled her ear. She loved that, apparently.
"Stings my pride, that..."
"Don't let it. You're my woman, same as them. Right? Mine."
Her eyes turned pitiful for a second—I couldn't stand it. I pushed her down gently and mounted her again.
"You're my property."
"You... so possessive... and selfish..."
All my women are mine.
But I should answer her question.
"...Ristina sis. Truth is, there's a reason my wives piled up."
"What is it? Some reason that... led to all this? B-because of that brutal cock?"
"No, not the cock. C'mon."
"Then what?"
Ristina looked genuinely curious, staring straight into my eyes. I pinned both her wrists and answered.
"So, sis. Ever heard that half-elves can't have kids?"