Chapter 20: What’s a Female? Then You’re All Females, Big Sisters!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 20: What’s a Female? Then You’re All Females, Big Sisters!
“Is this really the inner core of a Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Carp?”
Alicia began to examine the nearly black inner core from every angle, looking as if she couldn't believe her eyes. Since their shapes and forms varied wildly, she couldn't tell just by looking, but the aura it radiated was the real deal.
“They even gave me some of its meat made into jerky, saying I should feed it to my husband if he ever struggles in the bedroom.”
“...I guess when you’re a dragon, you get gifts like that.”
There were many stories about how it could grant immense magic power, allow the use of fire-related mana, and various other effects, but those were all secondary.
The essence of it was that it was a legendary elixir said to turn a thirty-second premature ejaculator into a real stallion. Assuming that 'sausage'—the one that had slapped her own cheek in the bathroom—grew up well and became huge, and then you added the inner core of a Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Carp on top of that...
Saliva began to pool in the corners of her mouth.
“No, but seriously, how did they get this? This isn't the kind of thing you just give away as a gift.”
“I received it in exchange for a deep-sea mining project.”
“...A hundred years ago. And if it was deep-sea mining, then the Empire and the Alliance were all tangled up in it…. It was the Hachen Gate, right?”
The dragon, who usually preferred not to cross paths with others unless Ame was around, gave a nod. So this bastard really was involved in that incident. Alicia felt like she had just learned a truth she was better off not knowing.
“Well, it’s not like I can feed it to him right now anyway. Is there anything better than this, Alicia?”
“No, I mean, I’m not interested in being a Mama….”
Alicia felt the urge to snap back at the dragon for pricking her pride, but since she had been shown a Royal Straight Flush right from the start, there was no point in even trying to argue.
“This is good.”
Watching her old friend start spouting nonsense about wanting to be the young boy’s Mama, Alicia wanted to clutch her throbbing head. Had something happened to trigger her maternal instincts?
Alicia glanced at the boy, who was being held tight by her sister and pampered like a doll. Seeing that massive thing, the obvious thought shouldn't be 'Mama,' but...
“Hindel Mama~ is the best~! I like her more than Big Sister Morian~!”
If Morian, who was currently being pummeled by Ame, heard this, she would have felt it was incredibly unfair. But with the inner core of a Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Carp on the line, it was a perfectly reasonable reaction.
Then again, there was no way that brat knew how rare and incredible that item was, so she could only assume he simply liked the person who gave him a gift.
What a sly little fox. He hadn't even started elementary school yet, and he was already wrapping women around his finger. Alicia thought of various items that could help with physical growth and immediately began drafting an email.
This was an investment. Not a gift, but an investment. She recalled the elixirs her mother had hoarded, claiming she would use them to make her granddaughter the greatest swordsman. She decided to swipe just a few of them.
Just a tiny bit.
“Ahem, call me that one more time.”
“Mama! Hindel Mama!”
Look at this dragon brat, acting all giddy just because a male is clinging to her. She should act her age. Well, if she thought of him as her own child, it was understandable. Alicia sat with her legs together and straightened her back, just as she did in front of Ame.
“Yes, I am your Mama. This is good. I used to think all males were trash and maggot-like parasites. But there are always exceptions.”
“Yeah~! Hindel Mama~! I love you~!”
As the boy buried his face in Hindel's chest and nuzzled against her, Alicia compared her own chest to Hindel’s. Thinking that if she gathered every bit of flesh she had, they might be similar, she idly considered what kind of things a boy that age would like.
“Yong-hwan, don’t you want a doll? Hmm?”
“I’m okay~!”
“Th-then, how about a pretty hat or some clothes?”
“I’m okay~!”
The brats she knew usually went wild when handed things like that. This one was a tough nut to crack.
“Then is there anything our Yong-hwan wants?”
“Nothing~!”
It felt like she was being ignored. How dare he ignore Alicia de la Vega?
Just as Alicia’s face began to stiffen...
“I’m happy just having Big Sister Alicia, so it’s okay! You don’t have to give me anything!”
Alicia squeezed her eyes shut.
‘Mom, I’m sorry. I don’t think just a few will be enough. I’ll bring you something even better than a granddaughter, so please forgive me. No, I’ll give you plenty of great-grandchildren, so forgive me. No, wait. It’s all going to go to your grandchildren anyway, so I don’t even need to feel sorry!’
This was simply a rational choice.
***
The training led by Hindel felt even rougher than yesterday.
Iris attacked while trying to disorient Hindel by stepping off the walls and ceiling of the enclosed room, but...
“Slow.”
It was useless.
Even though it was a speed difficult to follow with the naked eye, Hindel displayed the feat of meeting the tip of Iris’s sword with her own.
“Predictable.”
She grabbed the charging Iris by the collar and lightly tossed her aside.
“You can put more power into it. Put more killing intent into it!”
It was harsh.
Compared to how she taught me, it was ridiculously brutal. Unlike the way she would gently hold my hand and explain everything from A to Z, she was training my sister by simply beating, hitting, and throwing her around.
Seeing my sister being overworked like that, maybe I was lucky to be born a male.
“Our Yong-hwan will be able to do that too once he grows up a bit. Let’s do our best, okay~?”
Just as the conversation was ending, the King Milk Cow, who had joined the party, stroked my head. I was sweating a bit because of the training—no, the 'education'—I had received, but since she didn't seem to mind, I just buried my face in her chest.
Damn these milk tits. I didn't feel a shred of maternal love from them, but I couldn't help but succumb to the temptation of these magical lumps of fat that kept drawing me in. No, this wasn't temptation.
It was a massive gravitational pull. It was just that the King Milk Cow beastwoman’s ridiculous breasts were pulling me in, like a star sucking in nearby asteroids. I was the victim here.
Mom and Big Sister Morian must have made up, because they had taken the vampire sister out for drinks, leaving no one to protect me from the violence of these massive mega-tits.
“Oh my, are you sleepy? I heard you ate something good. Is that true?”
“Mmm... Ice Essence...”
This chest was unfair. It was a cowardly form of violence that forced me to spill all the facts.
“Did anyone else say they’d give you something?”
“Hindel Mama said she’d give me a Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Carp too...”
“A Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Carp...? Hindel had that?”
The cow sister’s voice trembled. I wanted to ask if the Ice Essence and the Fire Carp weren't basically the same thing, but Alicia’s reaction had been the same, and Camel’s reaction was also a bit strange.
“Is it something rare~?”
“Uh, ah, yeah. Extremely rare. I asked her to get it for me before because I really needed it... that stingy bitch. Because of that, a male who was almost a 'finished product' that I worked so hard to create...”
She must have had a lot of pent-up resentment, because the stories were just pouring out of her.
“A male?”
“A-ah, no! It’s nothing! Our Yong-hwan is sleepy, isn't he~? Shall Big Sister sing you a lullaby~?”
The King Milk Cow was trying to gloss over it. But because her breasts were so big, I had no choice but to forgive her. Still, if I just forgave her unconditionally, she would surely develop bad habits.
“Are you a female, Big Sister?”
“No, Yong-hwan... I mean, that is...”
“I’m a male! And you’re a female!”
I reached out and tugged on her horn. She seemed so flustered that she didn't know how to react for a moment.
“Mom is a female, and you’re a female too, right?”
“Yo-Yong-hwan... shh, shh...! That, that’s...”
“All you big sisters are females, aren't you?”
It felt really good to rattle the cow sister, who always had that relaxed smile on her face.
“Th-that’s a bad word. Yong-hwan, you shouldn't use it.”
“But Big Sister Camel called me a male?”
“No! No! I didn't!”
Camel raised her voice. This was a great opportunity for me, having trained myself to be able to cry at a moment's notice.
“D-don’t cry! Don’t cry! It’s my fault. I was wrong! I was wrong! Yo-Yong-hwan, please...”
“Ugh... Big Sister called me a male and got mad at me...”
Camel’s face turned pale.
“Hic... hic... waaaaah!”
As I threatened to burst into tears, Camel suddenly covered my mouth.
“Please.... Please.... Shh... shh...!”
She was someone who cared a lot about her reputation. The more she was like this, the 'better' we could get along. I blinked my eyes slowly. Her pale purple eyes trembled with fear as she looked at me.
After taking a few deep breaths, Camel cautiously removed her hand.
“Shh! Okay? We’re being quiet, right? A-all right?”
How should I play this King Milk Cow to make it a legendary success? I opened my mouth wide.
“Fe—!”
“Does our Yong-hwan like Big Sister’s chest~?”
Our educator, the King Milk Cow sister, once again stuffed my mouth with her chest. She seemed to know very well that I was helpless against them.
“What’s a 'female'?”
“It’s... a bad way to call a woman. Same for 'male.' If you use those words, you’re a bad boy.”
The cow sister smiled kindly.
“This is fun. Female Big Sister Camel!”
“...I-I told you not to use that word.”
With a bright red face, Camel was trying her best to fix the situation. Yes, she knew that she just had to get through this moment.
Even if I were Camel, a way to resolve this would immediately come to mind if I could just keep my mouth shut for a day. She probably thought she just needed to get past this right now.
‘I made a slip of the tongue.’
‘I was talking about the female rabbits I bought for the academy, and when Yong-hwan asked, I told him they were girls, and now he’s going around calling everyone females.’
‘It’s quite troubling that I taught the child a bad word. I’m sorry, Ame.’
This was the template that immediately came to mind. If I were to draft it again now, I could make it even more eloquent and smooth. No matter how smart and loved a brat I was, there was no way I could beat the King Milk Cow in terms of credibility.
Therefore, I had to ask for something just once—and something that wasn't that big of a deal.
“Why can’t I use it?”
“Because it’s a bad word!”
“Do I go to jail if I use it?”
I had to play up the fact that my mom was a cop and that I was just a child.
“Yes, yes, you go to jail. You shouldn't use bad words.”
“But I want to use it anyway...”
“No, it’s a bad word. Yong-hwan, don’t use bad words.”
Camel dropped her friendly smile and began to glare at me with a threatening scowl.