Chapter 77: A Mother and Daughter's Love
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 77: A Mother and Daughter's Love
Empty bottles were piled high around Yuria and Moira.
It wasn't just one or two; there had to be dozens.
Are they insane? Are they even human?
The sheer volume was enough to make me wonder if they were the same species as me. They were practically pouring the alcohol down each other's throats.
The problem was that despite drinking so much, neither of them looked particularly drunk.
"Hic."
Wait, I take that back. Yuria looked like she was starting to lose it. Her face had turned a bright shade of crimson, and her eyes were beginning to glaze over. That was the exact expression she made right before she started using Drunken Fist.
"Mooom, aren't you... hic... overdoing it a bit?"
"Overdoing it? This is nothing compared to my prime. If anything, you're the one who's had too much. It looks like it's time for you to go to bed."
"Hehe. I-I'm perfectly fine, okay? Hic. Mom, your tongue is... hic... starting to trip over itself."
"Daughter, your eyes are completely unfocused. It's hilarious watching a girl who can't even see straight try to act tough. Now, why don't you be a good girl and go to sleep?"
"Why should I? Hic. Do you really think I'd sleep? You've been acting suspicious for a while now, Mom. Why do you keep glancing at Sion's thighs? Are you crazy? Isn't that, like, sexual harassment? Sion. Hic. Sion, come here. This woman... this woman looks dangerous."
"Good grief. I have no idea what you're talking about. I was only looking because I was worried about whether Sion was eating well. There's a limit to delusions. That's obsessive jealousy. You should get that treated before it becomes a real illness. Now, go to sleep."
"Wh-Why you...!!! Sion is eating just fine. Why do you care so much about his food?! Hic."
"Because he feels like a son to me. Now, daughter. Why don't you stop drinking and go to bed? Don't wait until I have to beat you into submission like last time. Just go quietly."
"Hmph. Why do you keep telling me to sleep? Why...? Hic. I... I can still... drink... more... hic."
Yuria was finally reaching her limit.
In contrast, Moira remained sitting perfectly upright, handling Yuria with ease.
Sparks practically flew as their eyes met.
"Mom. If I go to sleep... what are you planning to do with Sion? You're suspicious. You're damn suspicious. Mom, you wouldn't, right? No way. You wouldn't lay a hand on your daughter's boyfriend. Right? Tell me I'm right. Mom, don't you dare."
"Honestly, child. I don't know what you're talking about. Why would I touch your boyfriend? You're having the strangest fantasies. Delusions are a disease, you know. And frankly, even if I did touch him, what would you do about it? Are you afraid I'm going to eat him up?"
"...Mom. MOM!!!"
"What, daughter? Don't get so angry. Even if I did use him, I'd return him in good condition."
"He's mine, Mom. Stop trying to mark your territory. You want to start a real fight?"
"Hahaha. You're hilarious. Fine, fine. I have zero interest in a skinny weakling like him. Happy? You can have him all to yourself. It's so disgusting I wouldn't even want a taste. I mean, why would I even look at your boyfriend? I've already given up on him, okay?"
As she said this, Moira's foot began to playfully tap my calf under the table.
"Mom... you mean it? You've... given up, right? I'm... hic... I'm trusting you and going to sleep. Don't touch him, okay? He's mine... He's my Master... If you touch him, you're dead... You hear me?"
"Ugh, please. Stop with the drunken rambling and just go to bed, you brat. I don't know why you're so protective of such a mediocre boyfriend anyway."
Then why is your foot moving higher and higher, Mother-in-law?
Why are you stroking my thigh?
"Siooon... you... you come to bed... with me... right now..."
"Uh, yeah. Of course. I'm coming."
Thud.
Yuria finally collapsed. The scent of alcohol wafting from the table was strong enough to sting my nose.
She had passed out completely.
She had gotten so excited at the thought of drinking expensive liquor for free that she'd drank recklessly without a thought for the consequences.
As a result, by the time they finished their twenty-seventh bottle of Dwarf Liquor from the crate, Yuria was completely wasted.
It was Moira's victory.
"Yuria, can you stand up?"
"Hueee..."
Communication was impossible.
Dead to the world and unable to support her own weight, she clung to me.
In this state, someone could probably kidnap her and she wouldn't even notice.
"Please leave Miss Yuria to me."
"Ah, wait a second...!"
Lin approached silently, picked Yuria up in a bridal carry as if she weighed nothing, and headed toward the bedroom.
Before I could even try to stop her, Yuria and Lin had vanished.
"..."
"Finally, just the two of us. I don't know who she takes after, being such a heavy drinker. I can't believe she held out through twenty-seven bottles of that expensive Dwarf Liquor. Whew."
The mother who had just neutralized her daughter with twenty-seven bottles of booze stared at me intently.
Slurp.
Moira licked her lips, resting her chin on one hand while reaching out toward me with the other.
Her index finger touched my chest. She had just told Yuria with a straight face that she had no interest in me.
The moment Yuria went to bed, she was already making her move.
"Hey, Sion. Are you nervous?"
"Uh, no?"
I was definitely nervous.
I couldn't even begin to imagine what was about to happen.
"Don't be nervous. I'm not going to eat you. Instead..."
"...Instead?"
"Why don't you eat me?"
Moira gave a playful smirk.
I didn't know she could smile like that.
What was with that look?
"Come on, let's wrap things up here and go."
"Go where...?"
"To my bedroom."
Was there any place more thick with tension than a widow's bedroom?
I had been invited into the den of a woman who had spent years alone.
"..."
"Come on. Come here. Do you want me to hold your hand? Should I act like your girlfriend?"
I couldn't find the words to answer.
Seeing my hesitation, Moira leaned in and whispered into my ear.
"Then, should I call you 'Master' like last time?"
"Gasp...!"
"So that's it. Come on, let's go, Master-brat."
"Wait. Calling me 'Master-brat' is..."
"No matter how much I like you or how adorable you are, I can't call someone weaker than me 'Master.' I told you last time, didn't I? At least get a Gold Badge first. Right, Master-brat?"
"Urgh. You're right."
Moira gently licked my ear and whispered.
"If you get that Gold Badge... I'll even let you get me pregnant. How's that sound?"
"Are you... are you crazy?! You'd... you'd really do that?"
"Sure. Why not? But let's not get Yuria pregnant yet."
"What kind of crazy talk is that?"
"I don't mean never. But she's still active in the field. I'm retired and running the guild, so it's fine for me to have a child, but Yuria isn't in that position. Right?"
"I suppose so."
Moira's hand began to slide further down.
Eventually, her hand slipped inside my pants. She naturally stroked my crotch while continuing to lick my ear.
"Sion, if you want to get me pregnant, we really need to get you that Gold Badge. Right?"
"I have to get it anyway."
"Because of that Young Lady?"
"Wait, you even know about that?"
"I'm the one who provided the teacher for that noble girl."
So she had already planted someone next to Leah.
I should have known she knew everything. Just how many people around me were acting as Moira's eyes and ears?
"Don't worry. I have no intention of interfering with your romance. You can just be comfortable with me. Yeah, just treat me like a mother."
"Nobody feels lust for their mother..."
"Oops, that was a bad analogy. Hmm. Right, just think of it like a weekend spouse you see every now and then. I'm not looking for a burning, passionate romance. Just relax and have fun."
So she didn't want a burning romance, just messy sex?
"...."
To be honest, it was the most ideal relationship.
I do my own thing, and occasionally stop by to sleep with her.
Not too deep, not too shallow. A literal sex partner.
But the important part was that if I got a Gold Badge, Moira would bear my child.
That thought was driving me crazy.
If I got a Gold Badge, I could impregnate the strongest woman in the Labyrinth City.
If word of this got out, there would probably be a line of men wanting to kill me.
"Now, now. I'm going to serve you with all my heart, so get up."
"Yes, ma'am..."
Moira led me upstairs.
Following behind her, I could see her plump buttocks swaying beneath her thin negligee.
"You really can't take your eyes off them, can you?"
"Can you even see what I'm looking at?"
"I don't have to look to know. When a man stares that intently at a woman's ass, she knows."
So they really do know.
"Go on, get in."
"Yes..."
I entered Moira's second-floor bedroom.
The room was filled with her scent.
The rich, heavy fragrance of a woman.
"The bed might be a bit small. Since I usually sleep alone."
"Ah..."
There was no trace of her late husband anywhere.
It seemed she had erased him completely.
"What are you looking for so intently?"
"Oh, nothing. It's nothing."
"Really? Then come here."
"Yes. Um, Moira."
"Yes?"
"Our relationship... when do you plan on telling Yuria?"
"Why? Do you feel guilty?"
"No, it's just..."
"Yuria might already know, for all we know."
"What?"
"When she was talking to me earlier, her questions had a bit of an edge to them. She might already suspect."
"If that's the case..."
"Hey, Sion. No, Master-brat. Do you know something?"
"What?"
"That sometimes, it's better not to reveal everything."
"That's..."
She had a point.
Secrets aren't always inherently bad.
Sometimes, silence is the better option.
"Yes, it's a silence of goodwill. You don't have to lie, but you can remain silent. Besides, do you know how hard I worked to raise that girl on my own? Don't I deserve this much happiness? It's not like I'm wearing anything out."
She was right.
While a woman's parts might experience wear and tear, a man's doesn't.
If anything, it only gets harder and the technique improves.
"And you. Be honest. You like this too, don't you?"
"Pardon?"
"You get to fuck me, and you get to fuck my daughter. Isn't that a dream come true? If I were a man, I'd be praying to the Goddess every night in thanks."
"That... is true."
It was true.
There were truckloads of men who would go crazy just to touch one of them, and I had both.
"And when the time is right, Yuria will be the one to bring it up. We just have to wait. Or do you want to fuck us both at the same time? Are you looking for a mother-daughter rice bowl?"
"No."
"Don't lie. You greedy little thing. No group sessions for a while, brat. We need an adjustment period. Don't we?"
"No! I wasn't even imagining a mother-daughter rice bowl!"
"Liar. It's hard to believe you when you're standing there with a full erection."
"...."
Moira laughed as she stroked my cock.
"Let's save that for later fun."
"Yes, ma'am..."
"Good. Now, Master-brat, stop moping and look at this."
As I hesitated with a conflicted mind, Moira bared her breasts to me.
They were huge. A pair of massive milk jugs greeted me.
"These are the breasts you'll be sucking and playing with from now on. Oh, and for the record, no one has sucked these except Yuria."
"What...!?"
"Well, I had to nurse my baby, didn't I?"
"Ah...!"
"Now, come here. I'm going to give you a proper energy boost before you head into the Labyrinth."
Caught in Moira's grasp, I was pulled into the warmth of her chest.