The First Palace Conference
A short while later, Big Sis and the other women from my family came looking for me. They asked me about a system window that had popped up in front of them regarding time speed adjustment.
"Seung-ho, what's this? The system says the main trial participant requested it—asking if we want to speed up the time flow? 1024 times faster?"
"Oh, that. Just agree to it for now. Let's see how it works."
"...Huh? You gotta tell me what it is first before I agree."
I explained to my family—everyone except Little Sis—what accelerating the time speed meant. (Little Sis already knew, so no need to explain to her.) They were amazed, wondering if such a function even existed. With their consent, we decided to try speeding up the time flow.
"Ahh... So that's how you spent 100 years? With this function?"
"Hey, Park Seung-ho. This is just an experiment, right? We stop after exactly one day?"
"Yeah. Got it. Don't worry, Sis. If anything feels off, I can stop it instantly—not even a second in. And I asked the system: even if it's not me, as long as one companion agrees to pause the time acceleration, it stops right away. So if you want to end it, just do that."
"I see. Okay. Let's give it a shot, then."
With everyone's agreement, I cranked the time speed to 1024x and let a day pass. That was 1024 days—nearly three years in one go.
Mom and my sisters, including Fourth Sis, had given birth to their third kids with me and were already pregnant again, while Little Sis had popped out her seventh and was pregnant too.
"Whoa, so this is what time acceleration feels like. Amazing. It really seemed like just one day passed... but boom, 1024 days gone."
"Right? It's wild. I felt like I was living my life normally, doing all sorts of stuff just like always... but it's like when you're having fun and time flies by, you know?"
"Yeah, yeah, exactly, Sis. That's it. Like when you're playing some super fun game where time slips away. You think you didn't do much, but suddenly the weekend's over or vacation's gone. ...Whoa, so trippy."
The women in my family were chattering away, sharing their first experiences with time acceleration. Seeing my cute little bitches like that just made my heart swell with contentment.
Man, they've all kept getting pregnant and popping out babies smoothly while nailing their roles in the tribe. What started as jokes turned into real positions.
Mom was the Prime Minister, Big Sis the Total Commander, Second Sis the Finance Minister, Fourth Sis the Intelligence Chief, and Little Sis the High Priestess—all thriving in their roles. All five of them kept getting knocked up by me and birthing kids without a hitch... while excelling at what you could call national duties in their respective fields of governance.
"Should we crank the time speed higher? Or just let normal time flow for a bit?"
"""..."""
"Yeah, let's just go normal time for a while."
"""Got it."""
"Okay, cool."
I gave each of the women in my family a hug, then slipped away to cuddle some other girls. And not long after...
My family women called a "palace conference."
"We have a proposal starting today, Your Majesty. We suggest holding palace conferences every day from now on."
"Mom, we're family—just speak casually."
"No can do. We must strictly separate public and private. You appointed me Prime Minister and palace advisor, so I'll act accordingly."
...Did I appoint her Prime Minister? Wasn't that just a joke we all called her? Palace advisor? What's that?
Regardless of my confusion, Mom pressed on with the meeting.
"Everyone else, show proper respect to the king during official business. That's an order as Prime Minister."
"""Yes, understood."""
My sisters and little sister all bowed their heads slightly to Mom in unison.
What's their angle...?
I eyed Mom a bit awkwardly. For now, I'd play along and figure out their game.
"...Ahem, but do we really need palace conferences every day... Prime Minister...?"
"Yes, we do. Holding them irregularly like now—every two or three weeks—makes it hard to share opinions or even see each other's faces. Regular daily meetings are better."
"...I, I see."
"...Moreover—and this is personal... Sigh, waiting around for my son's cock is driving me nuts. I became a mom, so pounding my son's dick isn't exactly ideal. But honestly, aren't you overdoing it? Your harem girls are over 1,000 now, heading toward 2,000? When do I get to fuck you properly?"
"...Huh? Wha—? M-Mom...?"
"Yep. All your fault, bro."
"Totally, totally. All Seung-ho's fault. So we need daily palace conferences."
The women in my family vented their complaints in unison. The common thread: I'd been relatively neglecting them.
"...Th-that... Is this really a palace conference? ...Or do you just wanna see my face and fuck every day?"
"Quiet, you sinful bastard. You've neglected your family women, so accept your punishment. And seriously... you wanna fuck your daughters, granddaughters, great-granddaughters, even great-great-granddaughters? You're a freak. Cut it out."
"Right. Are you some sex-obsessed idiot, bro? Making me jealous over girls who could be my great-great-grandnieces? What the hell? You used to hug us every day, but now the harem's bigger and you're spacing us out? For real?"
"...Okay, okay. ...I'll pay more attention to Mom, sisters, and little sis from now on...."
"Whatever. Don't just talk—prove it with actions. Anyway, palace conferences start daily today."
Big Sis spoke like she didn't buy my words. Ah... Guess we're doing these every day now.
...Hmm, but I've been thinking lately I wanna pound my family women more anyway. The harem girls are starting to feel routine.
Of course, I wasn't against it. No matter how pretty my daughters and granddaughters were, they couldn't compare to my family women. They were on another level—like goddesses in beauty.
I thought I'd been giving them extra attention compared to others, but apparently, it wasn't enough for them.
Is 2,000 in the harem too much? From now on, only the hottest ones....
While I pondered, Mom tried to continue the meeting.
"Alright, that's settled... Ahem, Your Majesty, shall we return to official business?"
"...Y-yeah, Mom. ...I mean, Prime Minister."
"Resuming looting has wrecked the diplomatic ties we barely built with nearby tribes. We're basically at war with everyone around."
"...I see. But, Prime Minister...."
"Speak casually. This is official."
"...R-right. Then... Prime Minister... I'm actually used to this. You might not know, but crossing Central Asia to get here to the Korean Peninsula, our tribe was always like this. The tribe members are probably more comfortable with it too. 'Diplomacy? Whatever...' They'd think that, then raid a neighbor when horny. That's our vibe, our culture."
"Fair enough. It does seem that way. But that's fine for a mere tribe. We need to think long-term... Sigh, yes. For now, as you wish, Your Majesty. I'll shelve diplomacy and focus on administrative duties."
"Yes...."
"Since the Prime Minister seems done, I'll speak now, Your Majesty."
"Go ahead, Sis. I mean, Total Commander. Speak."
Big Sis spoke with full formality, so I kept up the awkward play-acting too.
God, this feels so weird. Gotta keep doing this?
Seeing Big Sis smirk, it looked like she was enjoying my discomfort....
...Is she messing with me on purpose? Feels like queenly god-tier trolling....
"Your Majesty, we can't just keep looting. We need conquest. Are you content with just Seoul? We haven't even fully taken it—just parts of Gangbuk. I propose a full-scale conquest: all of Seoul, Incheon, and the entire Gyeonggi Province."
"No. As Finance Minister, I oppose the Total Commander's opinion. Our village—no, national—economy is finally stabilizing. The granaries aren't full yet. We must prepare for the future. A massive conquest? Absurd. As the one in charge of the nation's finances, I propose opposition."