Chapter 172: I Felt Like My Pure Heart Had Been Trampled.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 172: I Felt Like My Pure Heart Had Been Trampled.
I came here today with the intention of taking the virginity of my favorite "rides"—first Black Witch Sister, then Goldie—one after another. But then, a dragon suddenly appeared.
If a ninja had popped out, I might have forgiven it, but a dragon felt a bit too cliché. As the elevator doors opened, I saw Aoi and Lisar with their arms around Goldie’s shoulders.
"Is today the only day? There’s always next time, right? Hmm? Hmm?"
"Youfei, don't be so upset~! We told you we’d help you out, didn't we?"
"Shut... the hell... up..."
At the sight of Goldie answering through gritted teeth, the two of them burst into a very obnoxious laugh.
"Why are you all out here?"
"The Chairwoman is waiting inside, and we thought it’d be hard to get our stories straight if we stayed."
Aoi winked with one eye. Lisar also had a somewhat urgent look on her face. Being quick-witted, I could tell exactly what they were up to.
"If I get caught by Hindel, I’m going to tell her you two gang-banged me!"
"Eh?!"
"Technically, aren't we the victims here...?"
Aoi let out a bizarre sound of betrayal, while Lisar tried to persuade me with logic and reason.
Goldie shook off the arms they had draped over her shoulders.
"Master, I am sorry I could not protect you. I will take measures to ensure these two are properly executed."
Then, she suddenly stepped in front of me, taking a stance as if to shield me from the two who were trying to approach.
"Hey! No! We said we’d help! I told you, he’s so big you can’t handle it without help! Your home stretch is way too short!"
"You bitch, I told you that was a secret!!"
It wasn't like we were at the Nakayama Racecourse, yet Goldie—who had just been insulted for having a "short straight"—lunged at Aoi. She usually tried to act like a refined, sensible person, but her true nature came out the moment a sensitive topic was touched.
"...Master, are you serious?"
Lisar slipped closer and whispered cautiously.
"It’s a joke. Is Hindel inside?"
I moved further in with Lisar, passing by Aoi and Youfei, who were currently filming a live UFC match.
"Yes, she arrived about three hours ago. She is currently in communication with Her Majesty the Empress, so you might have to wait a bit."
The fantasy dragons I knew were lazy, greedy bastards who didn't work and tried to suck every bit of sweetness out of the world. But Hindel, whatever sin she had committed, seemed even busier than my mom, who was a police officer.
"Did you say she went to a colony this time? Something about a problem with the Moon colony..."
"That was last time. This time, I believe she went to handle issues regarding the military academy established directly by the home country in the colony, as well as the rising sea levels in a region of the ocean called the South Pacific. I also heard she stopped by the Murim world on her way back for some personal business."
Lisar was like a highly competent secretary. Since she was a Darkie, I expected her to show the typical malice and trashiness of her kind, but with an Elf backing her up, it seemed she was useful for things other than just being a female hole.
"There’s a Gate that leads to Murim on Earth?"
"No, there isn't. The Chairwoman has the ability to move between dimensions she has visited before... It’s a fact known only to executive-level members whom the Chairwoman remembers."
It felt good to be treated like an executive. No, wait—it was weird to be hanging out with these mafia bastards.
The son of a high-ranking police official hanging out with the mafia... I felt a bit sorry for my mom. However, considering that sow bitch won't even put out and keeps dodging me, I figured it was fine to go around causing trouble while using her name.
"So, why were you all gathered here?"
"...It’s what Aoi said earlier."
"Ah, don't worry. Even if we get caught, I’ll protect you."
Lisar shook her head.
"No, please say that you, Master, have done nothing wrong. we will take responsibility for the Chairwoman's wrath. We were waiting because we wanted to tell you that... for fear that you might suffer unnecessary harm."
"You're all bottom-tier as females and trash who contribute nothing to society, but I guess you haven't given up on what's important as human beings?"
"...Your words are a bit harsh, but the Chairwoman can be quite eccentric."
Come to think of it, these people didn't seem to know that my relationship with Hindel was basically papakatsu.
"If anything happens, I’ll treat Hindel the same way I treat you two."
"...Please endure it, no matter what happens. Understood?"
Lisar stopped walking, grabbed my shoulders, and pleaded earnestly.
"No, why..."
"Master, you are being favored because you are the son of Chief Superintendent Degrain... no, the Senior Superintendent General, but she is someone who inherently loathes men... Plus, she has quite a few personal issues... She really hates loose men. You understand, right?"
It felt like I had just indirectly heard the reason why Hindel goes around calling me "Papa" and acting like a fool, showing off how she never received the love she should have had as a child.
"Yeah. If a problem arises, I’ll survive even if I have to offer that sow... I mean, my mom, to Hindel."
"Ah, yes... well... if you have that much resolve..."
I was speaking seriously, but Lisar reacted with a face that looked like she had just heard a solemn vow of martyrdom.
"...What kind of interesting conversation are you two having?"
Hindel opened the door without a sound. She had her horns out today.
Lisar stood beside me, her back stiff with tension.
"We were talking about how it would be great if Hindel and my mom became a couple!"
"Fufu, that is a very nice thought. Lisar, you may leave."
When Hindel reacted softly, the Dark Elf sister looked relieved. She bowed in greeting and exited the room.
At the same time, Hindel crossed several meters in a single stride and scooped me up.
"I really missed you, but those incompetent fools who can't even solve a simple global warming problem..."
It seemed Hindel had suffered a lot at the colony. Fortunately, since similar problems existed in my past life, I was able to easily offer a few pieces of advice.
"Paper straws...? That sounds even less effective..."
The primitive dragon showed distrust toward the great paper straw. Seeing as she knew it was a landmine without even trying it, she didn't seem to be a total moron.
"Wood pellets... If the government pays more than the market price, wouldn't the Commissioner's Office, which lacks economic power, end up doing intentional deforestation instead?"
This dragon...
"Recycled plastic... It’s a fairly interesting idea, but it’s difficult to tolerate the reckless application of biotechnology. In the case of using existing microorganisms, the acidification problem is too severe."
This bitch.
"Bio-energy? You’ve studied a lot... I was going to implement that too, but looking at the planning, I decided it would be better to proceed with a solar power grid project using an orbital elevator. Unlike Earth's environment, there’s no worry about oxide films in space, and the mechanism is different. I’ve decided to proceed with a joint venture for the initial costs this time."
She’s smart!
"To think your ideas are similar to those proposed by the high-ranking officials of the colony... Papa is a genius."
Hindel put me on her shoulders and walked toward her office.
"Personally, I thought of a solar shield, but everyone opposed it, saying it’s impossible to simulate the geo-environmental impact. Cooling the warmed oceans with magic is too much of a temporary fix; if we keep going like that, we’d have to stick dragons at the bottom of the sea. So, I have no choice but to look for scientific methods."
I briefly wondered if we couldn't just stick the dragons at the bottom of the sea while providing them with computers and food, but Hindel—who wasn't low on intelligence—seemed to mean that the labor costs for dragons, or rather, "dragon-labor costs," weren't economical.
"Hmm... Regulations on fishermen were enacted last year. The primitive people in the colonies throw all the trash generated during fishing into the sea. The trash coming from the land was just a drop in the bucket."
Most of what Hindel was saying was useless to me, so I mostly ignored it and gently pressed my heels against her chest.
The way they bounced was truly a work of art.
"Those environmental groups... they all take massive donations and keep their mouths shut about the main culprits of the problems they raise. It’s been noisy since I designated them as illegal organizations, but... that’s a problem for the Governors to handle."
Hindel opened the office door and sat me down on a massive, spacious bed.
"....Papa."
The atmosphere turned strange. Hindel sat down beside me and started leaning in. It felt like she was about to ravish me out of the loneliness she’d felt while being stationed away from home.
She definitely intended to make me a "Papa" for real!
"...I worked really hard, you know?"
Wait, was that it?
"Praise me, Papa!"
Apparently, that was it.
"Yes, yes, our Hindel~ you really worked hard, didn't you? Good job! Good job!"
As if petting a cute animal, I ran my hands through Hindel's hair, messing it up, and stroked her chin.
"Haa... Mmm, Papa... Hindel was a good girl... This time, I solved it without killing anyone..."
Strength began to fade from Hindel's voice.
"Yes, yes, good job. Hindel is a good girl. You're a good girl, a good girl that Papa acknowledges. You're so pretty~ so pretty~!"
As she slowly turned her body, I thought we were finally going to do something naughty, but Hindel just buried her face in my stomach.
"I'm going to rest for a bit, Papa. Sorry for being spoiled..."
She fell asleep just like that, doing nothing but making soft breathing sounds for the next thirty minutes.
I felt like my pure heart had been trampled.