The Birth of Vivian
"Papa, did anything happen while I was away?"
"......I've just climbed one more step up the ladder."
Meari had returned safely. Jack the Premature had served her without incident, escorting her back to the dungeon, and to reward his loyalty, I allowed him to voice his desire.
"I, I want to ride a unicorn just once too......"
Another comrade had been added to the fold.
"Very well. But there is a warning."
I cautioned him that the egg of Flauros had been damaged, and told him to attempt it only if he was prepared for the risks. I meant with a unicorn other than Amducias.
"Do not touch my personal white mare. You are to take one summoned from a magic stone."
"Of course, my lord. Hehe."
Since seeding had already been performed on Amducias, another unicorn would be born by tomorrow, but I still didn't like the idea of anyone else laying hands on my personal mount, the one Ryun would ride. In the early days of the dungeon, sharing was common, but now that we had grown, there was no need to divide our spoils, even among those who understood the nature of our cause.
"I summoned five unicorns with the magic stones intended for warwolves. They are in the Flauros Dungeon, so go and ride one if you wish. But know this: if you lose your egg, you will be relegated to serving solely as a hunter's asset."
"I am prepared."
Despite my stern warning, Jack did not back down. His will to ride a unicorn was ironclad, and I had no reason to stop him further.
"Go."
"Yes!"
Jack scurried off toward the Flauros Dungeon. Meanwhile, Meari unpacked the luggage from her long journey and returned to my side. She was dressed in a witch's outfit that resembled Gremory's, but since she was far more generously endowed than Gremory, the exposure was quite significant.
"Did anyone try to peek at you or anything?"
"I was bundled up tight the whole way there! But I definitely learned that this can be a weapon. When I went to buy the building, a knight appeared, right? But when I adjusted this, his eyes were glued right here. Heehee."
"......I see. Is that so."
Meari puffed out her chest, looking proud. While Luna and Lime were neck-and-neck for the title of the largest chest, among humans, Meari was absolutely peerless. She pressed those breasts against me, showing them off.
"......Right, you worked hard. My daughter."
"Of course, Papa."
Meari and I stared deeply into each other's eyes. She knew exactly what I was thinking, and I knew exactly what she felt for me.
"So, what's the plan for the building?"
"I'm going to take the employees into Spica Castle in a week. Once I do, I'll have all the documents you mentioned, and on that day, I'll go with Mother Shaitan to set up the portal."
The original plan was for Meari to bring the building blueprints as well, but unfortunately, that was impossible. Still, since we planned to secretly build a portal leading to the outskirts of Las Vegas in the basement anyway, a bit of clever camouflage would suffice. The Avalon Project. The role of the 'fairies' working at Avalon would be to act like a typical inn, and if any drunken patrons desired to share their bodies, they would be lured into the secret chambers underground.
The fairies of Las. Aside from the succubi waiting in the basement, the fairies who would guide the people to them had to be composed entirely of human women.
"Meari, go tell Gremory to prepare. I will be there shortly."
"Papa, don't be too hard on her."
"Did you get attached to her in the meantime?"
"She's had a rough life, you know."
"......A person is a person. I understand. I'll be careful."
I sent Meari through the portal. Beside me, the Dullahan—Cimeries—who had been silently listening to the conversation between me and Jack, stood motionless with her head bowed.
'She really does look like a human.'
I had sent her out disguised as a village maiden, and now that she had returned, a woman with pale blue skin stood before me instead of the usual black-armored knight. Her chest was a bit smaller than a B-cup, but her hips were built for easy childbirth. However, that very humanity was the main reason Cimeries couldn't fully integrate into the Legion of Las.
"Are you pissed?"
"......."
Cimeries said nothing. But through the system, I could see her true feelings: a rage so intense it was practically boiling with murderous intent toward me. She was angry that I hadn't disposed of the unicorn, Amducias. She was angry that I made female adventurers work in 'that kind of' business. I grabbed Cimeries' head and forced her to lock eyes with me. She struggled with her body, but she squeezed her eyes shut, refusing to meet my gaze.
"Hey, you're a Dullahan, right? Are you a follower of the Goddess Church?"
"......I was in my past life."
"I see. Well, I understand. You died unfairly and became a monster. It's understandable to be angry after being violated by a unicorn. But I am no saint. I am the leader of a legion under the Demon King, composed mostly of monsters."
"......Even if we are demons, can't we live like humans?"
Cimeries began to argue with me in earnest. As if her emotions were suddenly overflowing, she began to well up with blood-tears. I thought her tear ducts would be dry since she was a Dullahan, but blood began to stream down instead of tears.
"Even if we lack power, can't we live like we did in our past lives...?"
"Sure. You could live like you did in your past life. But since you've been granted a new life, why not try living differently than before?"
As a senior in reincarnation, I decided to act like a bit of a boomer. "What you've suffered until now is rape, not Las. The act of mutual pleasure between the one who penetrates and the one who is penetrated—that is true Las."
"But aren't you taking us by force, Commander?"
"That is to punish those who dare to harm my family and my forces. Those who have become my subordinates are naturally different. Honestly, if I were a rapist, would so many subordinates follow me?"
"......."
The proportion of women among our legion's executives was overwhelmingly high, and they were all women who had been through my hands. I looked Cimeries in the eye and made my appeal.
"Las is a good thing. You feel disgust because you have never once felt happiness through Las. Once you try it, your mind will change."
"......Commander." Cimeries scoffed at me with a snort. "Aren't you just trying to trick me into having consensual sex with you right now?"
"That's right."
"......You're so shameless it's absurd. Commander, I was a human in my past life. It hasn't even been a year since I became a Dullahan. I still have a lot of human sensitivity left, and... I'm a little reluctant to do it with an orc. If you were a human-type succubus like an incubus, maybe..."
"Ah, you talk too much."
I tossed Cimeries' head backward. The talking head spun through the air and landed right in the chest of the newly arrived Meari.
"Eep?!"
"Should I hold onto this?"
"Yes. I'll spread the gospel of Las in the meantime."
I grabbed the headless body of the Dullahan, Cimeries, and sat on the bed. She twisted her body, resisting to break free, but I used my fingers to tickle the skin between her clothes, disarming her just as one would a woman experiencing her first time.
"St-stop......"
"Amducias ignored me when I told her to stop and just shoved it in."
At the mention of Amducias, Cimeries' movements froze. To loosen her tense body, I slowly peeled off her coat one by one and massaged her through her clothes. Cimeries trembled at my touch, as if it were awkward, and she watched the scene from atop Meari's chest.
"Amducias deserved what she got. But you are different. From now on, let's learn about happy Las together. Lime!"
No sooner had I spoken than Lime appeared from the ceiling. She was always positioned to appear whenever I was in the dungeon, and I received the fluid of the Slahole—the aphrodisiac—from her.
"Papa, you're going to make her happy with drugs?"
"It's a shortcut."
I stripped off only Cimeries' lower undergarments and smeared the Slahole aphrodisiac all over her crotch. As expected of Slahole fluid, which was much more potent than the mucus of a regular slime dragon, Cimeries began to twist and react immediately.
"Th-this is...!"
"Ah, it's an aphrodisiac. A tool to stimulate sexual pleasure."
It was likely the kind of thing slave traders who claimed to have 'broken' Cimeries would use. It was an act that triggered her trauma, but I decided to push through it head-on.
"Papa, that's in bad taste."
"This is all for Cimeries' sake."
I rubbed my hands together and spread the aphrodisiac over her entire body. I felt myself getting aroused as well, and Cimeries, whose skin was directly exposed to it, didn't even need to be mentioned.
"Ah, ahh, ngh!"
Even though her head and body were separated, her life was maintained; perhaps because a Dullahan's senses were connected, she began to moan at my caresses. Even if it were sexual pleasure forcibly stimulated by an aphrodisiac, how I used that stimulation to engage in intercourse would determine her future life of Las.
"I'm going in."
I very leisurely fitted Cimeries' body onto mine. I left her top on and removed only her lower undergarments. I decided to actively follow the advice of an unknown sage who said that when dealing with a virgin, taking off the top could make her feel like she was completely exposed, so it was better to only remove the bottom in the dark.
Squish.
Cimeries' vagina gripped my glans. The sensation, so distinctly different from my other subordinates, made me dizzy.
Squish, squish.
The inside of the Dullahan was indescribably cold. Perhaps because she was a corpse, there was no body heat. But perhaps as a trade-off, as I repeated the slow insertion, her stiff body began to melt little by little.
"Ha, haa, hng......"
"Ugh, thank goodness it's 2D specs."
It felt like cold silken tofu, so there was no chewiness, but the inside, which was the exact opposite of her hard exterior, was incredibly soft. Cimeries twisted her body in agony. From the pleasure that was slowly beginning to well up.
"Ah, ahh, ughhh......"
"Now, be a good girl, okay?"
Meari flipped Cimeries' head over and buried it in her chest. Meari hugged the sobbing Cimeries with her breasts, and I hugged Cimeries' waist, pushing my member deeper inside.
"Th-this, I don't know, hnggg......!"
With movements no different from a virgin, Cimeries began to sob. I didn't engage in the intense thrusting I had done with Amducias; I simply moved my waist to let her experience the shape of my organ.
"Ah, ahh, haaang!!"
"Ah, that is what we call a climax."
Cimeries began to feel the true happiness of Las.
* * *
About an hour later. In the end, Cimeries reached the happiness of Las. Feeling climax after climax, Cimeries took courage with Meari's support and encouragement, wanting to carry my seed in her womb, but I didn't have any intention of getting Cimeries pregnant just yet.
"I have a role for you."
"......Tell me."
Cimeries, who had turned into a gentle lamb before I knew it, waited for my words with her face buried in my chest. Her head was still buried in Meari's chest, but her body was mounted on top of me in a cowgirl position.
"I need you to oversee the fairies of Avalon that will be installed in Spica Castle. You must become the guard who protects the fairies and the owner who leads the humans to the basement. Since you understand humans so well, there is no one more suitable than you."
".....That's ridiculous." Cimeries rejected my proposal. "You're telling me to push people into a lake."
"A lake? That sounds like drowning. Let's correct that. People might misunderstand if they hear you."
We were only going to spend the night with the fairies by mutual agreement; I had no intention of forcibly taking advantage of them.
"Can you stop them if they come because they want to fuck? Hehe, your mind must have changed by now, right? Las is good, isn't it?"
"I, I don't know."
Cimeries pushed my chest with her hand, feeling shy. I toyed with the top she was still wearing and persuaded her with my body.
"We are preaching this happiness to humans. Succubi are one thing, but the fairies who will work under you are also beings who desire Las just the same. They are the mothers of the orc armies, after all."
"......My god."
Just as Jack the Premature had joined the Legion of Las after falling for the body of a Harpy Angel, some of the adventurers who had invaded our dungeon truly wished to join the Legion of Wrath. Some cited the orcs, some cited the happiness of spawning, and some cited the Tentacle Drasil as their reason.
"I will grant you a new name to use in the human world."
I took back her name as a demon, and said, "Vivian, that is your new name." I appointed her as the being who would protect the utopia of Las.
"That's my original name......?"
"......Then use it as it is."
Was Vivian a common name? ...Anyway, the puzzle pieces of Rastopia, the Avalon Project, where love and happiness overflowed, began to fall into place one by one.