Chapter 162: Secret Filming
Chapter 162: Secret Filming
At the table sat Jaejin, who had just finished changing his clothes; Lena, wearing a faint smile; and Mari, who was beaming with a bright, wide grin.
Jaejin, having heard nothing about the current situation, sat there quietly with a look of utter bewilderment. When one doesn't know how to act, the best course of action is to stay quiet and avoid standing out.
"By the way, Mari, how did you get here so early?"
"I missed Dad so much that I ran all the way here!"
After staying for a while in the Great Forest in the southern part of the United Kingdom, she had received Sinclair's message at a nearby Demon God Cult branch and rushed to Lakeside in a single breath.
There, she met her mother, who had found a new love, and after hearing stories about her new "Dad"—Jaejin—she had been counting down the days until they could meet.
"Mom told me not to come see you until she contacted me first! ♡"
It was only midday, with the sun high in the sky, when Lena had sent word to the Beni Monastery at Lakeside.
If she had prepared and left then, it would have been around evening, meaning she had run through the entire night to get here. That was a speed comparable to a carriage reinforced with magic.
"I didn't run all night, though. I got sleepy halfway through and stopped to nap, so that's why I'm late."
"...That's incredible..."
When Mari corrected his thoughts as if she had read them, Jaejin clicked his tongue in disbelief. Her physical abilities were beyond just "fast"—they were almost frightening. It made him wonder if she was truly an elf.
"Elves do boast significant physical abilities by human standards. Though, of course, Mari is a bit of an exceptional case."
Lena also pressed a hand to her forehead as if the situation was absurd, yet she seemed to understand Mari’s uniqueness.
Having inherited the potent blood of an Archmage, Mari possessed an extraordinary talent for magic befitting an elf, yet she also held unprecedented physical strength.
Despite such gifts, her nonchalant personality—never once bragging about her talents—had allowed her to become quite close with Lena, even though Mari was older.
"So, so! When are you two going to have a baby? Mom really wanted to come, but she couldn't because of the baby in her tummy."
"Pfft... Me-Mari? What are you saying all of a sudden?"
Startled, Lena rarely lost her composure, barely managing to hold back the tea she almost spat out. Setting her teacup down with a trembling hand, she asked Mari again while breaking into a cold sweat. Mari responded with an even more innocent smile.
"Lena and Dad love each other, right? So shouldn't you hurry up and have a baby so you can live happily ever after? Mom is really looking forward to it, too."
"Wh-what on earth has Lady Sinclair been telling her..."
Lena was reeling from the succession of direct hits. She couldn't really blame Sinclair; surely the woman hadn't expected Mari to say this in such a situation.
"I appreciate the sentiment, but it's difficult right now because of Jaejin-nim's coronation. We aren't in a position to face the Council of Elders yet, and if we were to have a child on top of that..."
Lena trailed off, unable to bring herself to say it was impossible. Swallowing the regret of having to restrain her own desires, she focused on her duty.
"So, it's not possible right now, Mari. Not until everything is settled."
"Hmm~ If Lena says so, I guess it can't be helped... Then I'll hold off on making a baby with Dad until then, too."
"Pfft!"
This time, it was Jaejin who spat out his tea. Thanks to his reflexes, he managed to turn his head just in time. He couldn't hide his shock at the sudden, sheer power of Mari's words.
"Um... Mari...? Could you maybe call me by my name instead of 'Dad'...? I think I'd be really happy if you called me Jaejin..."
"Huh? But there's no daughter in the world who calls her dad by his name! Dad is Dad."
"Well, that's true, but..."
She wasn't wrong. What child in the world would call their new step-father by his first name? However, hearing this from a step-daughter who was several times older than him felt incredibly strange.
Furthermore, her appearance was that of a platinum-blonde beauty who looked exactly like Sinclair and was just as stunning as Lena. Her body, which boasted the incredible youth typical of an elf, possessed a demonic charm that blurred the lines between father and daughter.
"Mom said it. She said Dad is super cute but also very manly. I thought to myself that I wanted to make a baby with a manly male like that, too! ♡"
Jaejin was frightened by Mari's groundless, absolute trust. He had a fundamental question: just what had Sinclair said to make this elf woman, whom he was meeting for the first time, like him this much?
Mari had a clear answer to that. As to why she felt such an immediate affinity for Jaejin, whom she had never met before...
She rummaged through her travel bag and pulled out a stack of papers. On the high-quality paper made from pulp, there were images of a very familiar man's naked body.
"This is... me...?"
The photos captured Jaejin being taken by the lust demons. There were shots of him mating with them in all sorts of positions, ejaculating, and lying down covered in saliva and vaginal fluids.
While he felt a sense of confusion that the Demon Lord candidates or the people of Capia Castle were strangely absent from the photos, his face flushed deep red with the shame of having his every moment captured.
"When I saw the photos and wondered what kind of person Dad was, I felt it. I thought, 'This is destiny!' How did we find such a perfect person? My mom is the best! ♡"
In contrast to Mari, who was laughing joyfully, Lena spoke up to resolve Jaejin's confusion.
"Lady Sinclair requested it. She said that even if it was hard to meet, she wanted to see your face. Since we need to limit information regarding the Demon Lord candidates, we installed a camera here to only film your time with the ordinary lust demons."
She picked up an ornament sitting next to the bed and showed him the back. A camera embedded with a red mana crystal—similar to the ones he had seen during his time with Wollyeon—had been placed there, disguised as a decoration.
"You... you had something like that there...? Don't tell me someone other than Sinclair...?"
"I can give you my word that only Lady Sinclair and Mari have seen them, so don't worry."
Should he call it a blessing in disguise? Knowing that the only people who saw him being taken by the lust demons in rotation were his staunch ally Sinclair and her daughter Mari was... not exactly comforting.
"That's... that's too much... doing something like that without telling me..."
"I'm sorry, Dad. But I really wanted to see Dad's true, unpretentious self. Please forgive me, I'm sorry~"
Mari approached Jaejin, acting coy. As her pleasant body odor wafted toward him and her blue eyes, so like Sinclair's, gazed intently at him, Jaejin found he couldn't bring himself to be angry.
Jaejin was not cold-blooded enough to truly stay mad at those who had committed such a "misdeed" simply because they wanted to see him.
"If that's the reason, I guess it can't be helped... but please be careful next time."
"Yes, yes! I understand, Dad. I'll apologize on Mom's behalf, too. I won't do anything like this behind Dad's back again. I promise!"
Fortunately, Mari admitted her fault and bowed her head to Jaejin. Jaejin let out a sigh of relief, thinking that at least Mari wasn't a brazen, shameless person who would ignore her mistakes.
"Still, thanks to that, I've learned a lot about Dad."
"Huh? What do you... Ugh...!?"
When Jaejin met Mari's eyes following her question, his body froze stiff. The innocent smile the elf Mari had been wearing had vanished, replaced by a seductive smirk as she scanned him up and down.
Startled, Jaejin turned his head to ask for help, but only a single note remained where Lena had been sitting.
‘I hope Father and Daughter can reconcile peacefully.’
Turning his gaze back to Mari, Jaejin realized she was standing behind his chair, looking down at him. That difference in height and that gaze that seemed to pierce right through him were the eyes of the women Jaejin saw every day.
"I realized it while looking at the photos and videos. Dad is a truly cute yet manly person! ♡"
Zing. Before he even realized it, her hands had reached under his armpits and were gripping his chest.
Thanks to the weather softening, Jaejin's upper body was covered by only a single thin layer of fabric. He couldn't resist Mari's touch as she began to fondle his nipples, and a groan escaped his lips.
Her incredibly skillful handwork quickly broke down Jaejin's defenses, dragging the lewd desires he had felt since first seeing her from the depths of his consciousness to the surface in an instant.
"I understand why Mom fell for you so fast. Such a cute face, and such a huge cock! ♡ I've traveled for a long time, but I've never seen one bigger than Dad's! ♡ I bet there aren't many even among humanoid monsters! ♡"
Was that a compliment or an insult? Either way, praising the size of his phallus was a compliment, but in this case, it seemed to carry a different underlying meaning.
Zip. His pants were unzipped, and Jaejin's cock, which had been feeling cramped inside, revealed itself.
Every time Mari's fingers pinched his nipples hard, it jerked its head up stiffly in delight, as if it had already betrayed exactly what kind of person Jaejin was to her.
"And to think that a Dad with such an incredible tool is actually a pervert who enjoys being bred by women! ♡ Look, even now, you're happy just because the daughter you met for the first time today is touching your chest! ♡"
Just as she said, Jaejin had been feeling a strong lust for Mari from the moment he first saw her. Furthermore, from the moment she grabbed his chest, he had been showing a pathetic display, groaning without being able to offer any resistance.
"I've wanted to do this ever since I saw the photos. I wondered how Dad would react! ♡"
Squeeze, knead. With persistent and relentless finger movements, Jaejin was driven into a corner as usual. Her fingers gave him no room to adapt to the pleasure.
Rubbing, stroking, pressing, and pinching—the modulation of her touch was not an endearment that Jaejin's chest, developed into an erogenous zone, could withstand.
His cock expanded until it was rock hard. Despite being toyed with at the whim of a woman he had only met today, he was extremely aroused and ready to spray his baby seeds.
"Are you going to cum? Already? You really are a quick shot, Dad! ♡ But that's okay. Just cum like that! ♡ Show Mari Dad's wonderful fountain! ♡"
Squeeze. At the same time she pinched his nipple with her thumb and forefinger, Jaejin's cock buckled. Splurt! Along with a pleasure that turned his mind white, the semen he fired off drew an arc and splattered sticky fluid across the table.
"Wow! ♡ It's so thick~ So Dad's cum is this thick? I might be really surprised! ♡"
Amidst the dizzying sense of depravity from having ejaculated so miserably, Jaejin could be certain of only one thing.
The number of women he couldn't handle had increased once again.
"Next, let's try using my feet, Dad?"