Chapter 241: Filial Piety
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 241: Filial Piety
The house was quiet after the youngest sister left. My mom had gulped down that strange black liquid Hindel fed her and fallen back asleep, so in reality, it was just me and Hindel.
“Um… Papa, you see…”
“I’ll play the ‘Good Job, Good Job’ game with you before bed. I’m doing my homework right now.”
The homework Teacher Yvette assigned was a nightmare. The youngest sister breezed through it, but I either lacked magical talent or that sow of a mother gave me nothing but her good looks. Compared to the youngest, my calculations were slower, and my speed of understanding and acquisition was sluggish.
“...What do you think about me and Ame getting married?”
“I’ll do it for you lat— What?”
The dragon had dropped a bombshell.
“Pardon?”
“...What does Papa think about me and Ame getting married?”
“What?”
“...What does Papa think about me and Ame getting married?”
“Excuse me?”
Hindel let out a long sigh.
“...I hope you don’t think too poorly of it. The relationship between Ame and me has… progressed significantly lately.”
“Where, exactly, and how?”
“There was a slight issue regarding the colony on the Moon—the satellite of Earth—this month, so we were dispatched there together.”
I thought Mom hadn't contacted me because she was busy, but the thought of her having lesbian affair sex with this Commie Dragon while leaving me behind made my meat rod throb with anger.
If she had just included me, I wouldn't have been this mad. But cheating on me with Hindel, whom I hadn't even tasted yet? This was a betrayal.
“...Did you guys have sex?!”
“N-No, we didn't!!! Well… we… held… hands….”
The Commie Dragon’s face turned bright red as she fiddled with her own hand. I was speechless at this display of innocence, so unlike the face she made when I was pounding her lower abdomen to develop her portio.
“What? That’s barely any progress at all.”
“No, holding hands is a huge step! You might not know this, Papa, but in the past, Ame would avoid me or brush me off if I tried to hold her hand. This time, she took it first!”
I didn't even want to know what happened at the colony anymore. I felt miserable having to listen to this loser romance dragon’s nonsense.
It might have been better to go to the amusement park with the youngest sister, getting lost in the bustle and sweat of fifty thousand people, thinking about how the human population could stand to be thinned out, and wondering if we were there to ride the attractions or just to stand in line.
“As we were walking together… our hands brushed, and Ame didn't ignore it like usual. She held it back.”
“And you think that’s a positive sign?”
The Commie Dragon nodded as if it were obvious.
“Lately, Ame has become much softer, or should I say, overflowing with tolerance… I liked her a lot before, but now, I feel like I’m falling for her completely.”
Hindel wore a dreamy expression, smiling as if she were the happiest person in the world.
I wanted to tell her the cold reality—that the elf knight she loved so much was just one of my female holes, a sow I could creampie whenever I wanted. But saying that would probably get me stabbed, the classic fate of an NTR protagonist.
If our relationship were like the other bitches, where I’d stuff them with my massive fleshy rod until they couldn't utter a peep, it would be different. But for this loser romance dragon who wanted a heart-fluttering relationship with someone else’s meat toilet, there were secrets she was better off not knowing.
“So, Hindel, do you like Mom that much?”
“Yes, I love her.”
Seeing Hindel’s gentle smile made something surge up inside me. I wasn't sure if it was because this pervert dragon, who clung to me calling me 'Papa,' said she liked someone else, or if it was the thought of competing over Mom—
“Then, how do I compare?”
“...Shall we go eat pork cutlets?”
I couldn't help but marvel at the dragon’s audacity as she hesitated between me and Mom.
Did I want the title of a slut who explores every delicious hole available?
Of course, I was actually quite proud of that title and thought it wouldn't be bad to put it in front of my name, but that’s a discussion for another time.
“If you’re that indecisive, you might end up with nothing, you know?”
“...Don’t say such mean things, Papa.”
I couldn't bring myself to tell her it was already too late—that the elf auntie she had a crush on was already a sow I used at my leisure.
“Hmm… Hindel, you said it back then. That the three of us—me, Mom, and you—should live happily together.”
“That’s right. There is a way for that to happen.”
“For that to work, you’d have to marry me and live with Mom, right?”
The Commie Dragon’s eyes went wide.
“Wasn't it that Ame and I would get married, and Papa would stay with us?”
I was genuinely terrified of what this lizard brat was relying on to aim for the spot next to someone else’s mother.
“I don’t want a husband next to my mom. If it’s you, Hindel, I’ll let you be my wife!”
Hindel was rich, powerful, beautiful, had big breasts and a large ass, and being a dragon, she’d likely stay beautiful until I, a half-breed, grew old and died. She was a pathetic woman who seemed like she’d do anything if I just trained her right as her 'Papa,' so she wasn't a bad choice for my legal wife.
There was also the Duchess’s sister next door with the Mother-in-Law Admission Track, but if I trained Hindel well with some Papakatsu brainwashing so I could maintain two households, it should be possible!
“...Papa, it’s a tempting offer, but I cannot accept. Wouldn't that be a betrayal to Ame, whom I’ve been courting all this time?”
The dragon was talking about pure love in the most useless context.
“Hindel, even if the atmosphere between you and Mom is getting better, isn't dating a separate issue?”
“...It is completely, entirely related.”
My mom already had a master—a superior male like me—but since Hindel didn't know that, she was bound to be delusional. It was hard to actively point that out, though.
Since I couldn't be sure what a crazed Hindel might do, I had to persuade her carefully.
“Mom said she wants to marry me. If that’s the case, she won't be able to marry you, right?”
“That’s just because Ame is being immature…”
“But I’m going to marry Mom too?”
Marriage is something you do with a human, not a sow, but at least in front of Hindel, I couldn't let it show that Mom was just a pathetic elf meat hole who had been defeated by her son’s cock.
Since I could keep her around and use her warm, tight hole like a comfortable sanctuary for the rest of my life without marrying her anyway, it was easy to say things like this.
“Urgh….”
I saw the Dragon Lord clench her fists with a look of utter frustration. Perhaps I had developed a bad fetish lately, because seeing Hindel’s expression made the member strapped to my thigh grow rock hard.
She usually acted like a pervert, showing me all sorts of lewd expressions and gestures while calling me 'Papa,' yet she always ran away when things got serious. My resentment toward her for taking a position where she could be easily tasted but never actually giving it up was deep.
The most important thing was how to punish this dragon.
“Still… I love Ame… I am confident I can make both of you happy.”
That was a very good attitude.
“If you’re that confident, can I trust you~?”
“Heh… Yes, I want you to trust me, Papa. I will make sure both Ame and Papa are happy.”
She was in the perfect position to be taught NTR defeat masturbation.
Looking at the reliable Hindel, I reached out and stroked her head.
“Good girl, Hindel~! Then I’ll cheer for you~! Try your best with Mom, okay?”
“Yeah….”
Seeing Hindel blush with joy, I felt like I needed to go fuck Mom first.
“I have to go take care of some business now, so I’ll see you next time, Papa.”
“Yeah, Hindel. I’ll be ‘cheering’ for you, so please take good ‘care’ of Mom~?”
“I will. Trust me, Papa….”
The dragon vanished to attend to her busy schedule.
I went to the master bedroom where Mom was sleeping soundly, oblivious to the world.
Because she was curled up, her hair was a bit messy, and her haphazardly thrown-on pajamas didn't even match in color.
Still, as if the title of the world’s most beautiful woman wasn't a lie, she had a knack for making a man throb just by existing like that.
First, I pulled off her pajama pants.
“Mom, lift your hips.”
“Mmm…. I wanna sleep more….”
She was so drunk on sleep that she dared to make excuses to her master’s command. I felt like slapping her ass, but today, as a good and kind son, I had to teach Hindel about NTR defeat masturbation, so I suppressed my rising anger.
When the pajama pants came off, a large, white, delicious-looking ass was revealed, and her black lace panties were exposed defenselessly before me.
She used to wear rather plain underwear, but ever since I trained her well, she had started wearing all sorts of lewd lingerie. Seeing her like this filled me with a vulgar sense of conquest and satisfaction.
I pulled down the panties too. This sow had large hips and thighs optimized for mating, so I had to be careful when pulling them down, or they would roll up into a string.
Looking at Mom sleeping with her ass defenselessly exposed, it seemed I would have to perform my ‘filial piety’ today as well.