Chapter 213: An Extraordinary Madwoman
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 213: An Extraordinary Madwoman
“Son~! Was your trip to Murim fun~?”
Unless you were in a special facility, there was no proper electricity. The internet was so slow it made a slug look like a sprinter. And the markets? They sold food in such filthy conditions that I had to stick to high-end restaurants every time I wanted a bite.
There was nothing to do for fun, either. The whole trip offered nothing good except for exploring the Murim Alliance Leader’s cave, painting the inside white, and thrusting my hips to get her pregnant.
So, when Ame Cal Degrain asked if I’d enjoyed myself, I only had one thing to say.
“I’m in a hurry, so just get down for now.”
“Huh? What? Oh, Son…?”
I started by undoing the button on Ame’s jeans.
“Gr-Grasha is in… she’s in the bedroom…”
“I heard you, so keep your mouth shut. I have to confirm I’m back, don't I? I’m clocking in for work, so get down. Now.”
“In the master bedroom… In the master bedroom…!”
As I pulled her pants down, there was no need to listen to the ramblings of this total pervert sow who was already dripping wet. I grabbed her hips firmly and pulled. As Ame leaned forward into a submissive posture, I pulled out my rock-hard dick.
Plunge!
“Nngh, ahhh… Cl-clocking in… Welcome… welcome back… Son… Th-thank you… for stamping… your mother’s pussy… ahhh…!”
“Yeah, this is the stuff. You must’ve missed this since I couldn't clock in for a month, you sow!”
Slap!
Maybe it was because I hadn't used it in a while, but the female hole was so tight it felt like it didn't even recognize its master. I delivered a sharp slap to her buttocks.
“Ahhh! I-I was so lonely… Hngh… Ah, ah, ah! Your dick, your dick… it’s so deep…!”
“Good. If you were lonely, you’d better behave from now on!”
I didn't even need alcohol anymore. As I slapped the ass of my mother—who had become a sow hole I could use whenever I pleased—and buried my dick deep inside her, it finally sank in that I was back in the home country.
***
I had been irresponsibly seeding the sisters whose routes I’d already cleared, thrusting into their holes whenever I wanted regardless of whether they got pregnant or not, but so far, no one had reported any news.
To be honest, they all had plenty of financial stability and high social status, so I had no qualms about ejaculating inside them without a care in the world.
I’d harbored a small hope that maybe one or two of them would conceive, but it seemed the saying that the probability of natural pregnancy was extremely low wasn't a lie. A month had passed, and everyone was living their lives as usual.
After returning home, I forced my mom to use five days of her annual leave. We spent the entire week with me stuffing her hole while we ate delivery food—a truly debauched mating life. Only after that did the fatigue from my travels finally vanish, and I returned to my normal routine.
The younger sister who might have been a nuisance during our mating sessions?
Thanks to Teacher Yvette’s recommendation, she’d been sent on a trip (for education) to the Magic Tower for the duration of the break, so I didn't have to worry about her!
Perhaps it was because I’d spent a week diligently doting on the sow who’d been lonely for over a month, completely corrupting her body and mind, but I couldn't find a single trace of anger or sadness within me.
More importantly, though.
“Wait, why are there so many brats here?”
“You’re the biggest brat of them all, Master.”
My sanctuary, the fitness center(?), was crawling with kids.
“Your dick is confiscated for a week.”
“Eek?! N-no! No! I was wrong! I’m sorry! Have mercy, Master! Please!”
“Take her away, Goldie!”
“Ah, yes!”
Youfei, who still hadn't lost her virginity, twisted Whitey’s wrist and dragged her toward the breakroom.
“So, what’s going on, Lisar?”
“...The starting point was the teacher.”
The Dark Elf sister let out a short sigh and shook her head, looking like she’d been through hell.
“Lee Ji-yeon? What about her?”
“...She was the one running the night school class, but before I knew it, she was managing the accounting ledgers.”
“Lee Ji-yeon? Why her?”
“I don't quite understand it myself… She started by helping out with chores and various tasks, and then, at some point… she was managing the accounting.”
I was becoming increasingly curious about the true identity of my suspiciously competent homeroom teacher.
“So, what does the accounting have to do with these brats getting their asses kicked over there?”
“This place was originally built with the expectation of being a deficit… but it started when she claimed she could create a revenue structure. No, before that, you’re aware that we’ve been bickering with the police around here, right?”
“They’re just thugs walking around with their heads held high; of course the police are going to pick fights, aren't they?”
Lisar stared at me in silence for a moment, then let out another short sigh before continuing.
“Even so, this is a business, so it’s important to be careful about clashing with lower-ranking officers. You can just bribe the higher-ups, but the ones at the bottom are still full of a sense of justice because they haven't been tainted by the world yet.”
“Just the conclusion.”
“Since we bought the building next door, we have plenty of space for offices. And since the ‘real’ training facility is in the basement below the cafeteria, Lee Ji-yeon suggested using some of the remaining vacant rooms as a sort of combat training academy.”
“And that kind of bullshit actually got approved?”
“She drew up a business plan… Just who is that woman? Is she really just a school teacher?”
Lisar asked me instead. I figured these local thugs would know better than me if they’d done a background check, but it seemed even they hadn't accurately grasped the identity of that suspiciously competent pervert.
“If we want to build facilities on par with this place in the building next door, wouldn't we have to rebuild it?”
“Pardon??”
“I mean, how many floors would we have to add underground… and the reinforcement work that goes with it… Wait. Can that be solved with magic?”
“The Chairwoman did it herself because she thought it was a waste of money.”
Magic really was convenient. Come to think of it, there was some kind of wall-like structure connecting the buildings; that must have been done haphazardly with magic too.
“So, what’s in the business plan?”
“We’ve been bribing the United Kingdom military plenty, but she convinced them by arguing that it’s about time we started producing scholarship students… based on a program that systematically educates and trains children who aspire to enter the Military Academy.”
This felt like a conversation I shouldn't be hearing.
“For the written and theoretical exams, Lee Ji-yeon brought in several famous instructors. For combat training, the girls who served in various units are acting as instructors, creating multi-year training plans starting from basic physical fitness.”
“How did she bring in famous instructors?”
“The Chairwoman was so pleased with the business plan that she used her own personal funds.”
Military figures being raised in a den of thugs… the future of the United Kingdom was looking grim.
Well, it doesn't really matter to me since I’m going to be a matrilocal son-in-law for an imperial ducal house, where I’ll spend my time alternately stuffing the holes of my mother-in-law, her friends, and my wife to get them pregnant!
“For your information, there’s also a police track.”
“What? We had something like a police academy?”
“We don't. There are some established in the colonies… but anyway, there’s a class preparing for the military veteran track and various other tracks to speed up promotions.”
“And Lee Ji-yeon planned all of this?”
“Yes. She even brought in 60% of the students from somewhere.”
I was starting to feel dizzy. I couldn't even begin to fathom what kind of grand design that madwoman was drawing for the future.
“Just because you throw kids into an academy doesn't mean they’ll automatically be good at studying…”
“The thing is… they are good.”
“Huh?”
I looked at Lisar, unable to understand what kind of nonsense she was talking.
“...I don't know where she brought them from, but based on objective evaluations, they are talented.”
“How do you know that, Lisar?”
“A lot happened during that month… a whole lot…”
Lisar gazed out the window at the blue sky, momentarily escaping from reality. It seemed many things had happened that she didn't even want to explain.
“So, let’s say they’re good at studying. I heard getting into the Military Academy is incredibly hard… do they have the talent?”
“Yes.”
Lisar nodded without hesitation.
“We’re currently operating a dormitory. Once the semester starts, parents are saying they’ll transfer their kids to schools around here, so it will likely continue.”
“So it’s not just a special event for the break, but something you’ll do year-round?”
“Looking at their backgrounds, they’re children from families that are reasonably well-off. Not quite at the level where they can just force their way into the Military Academy or high-ranking civil service positions through connections alone, but they have some money…”
“And Lee Ji-yeon brought them in too, right?”
“....”
I was reaching a point where I was terrified of that madwoman’s resourcefulness.
“So, she gathered all the smart and talented kids, specifically from those 'moderately wealthy' families, and brought them here?”
“...There are a few scholarship tracks, and she plans to run the dormitory for them as well. Just what is that person’s true identity?”
“Don't ask me. She’s just a suspiciously competent pervert.”
The madwoman, whose process of returning after being released was already extraordinary, had now stuck a straw into Hindel’s spine and started doing something bizarre.
The intuition I’d built up over my not-so-short life was screaming that she was going to succeed.