It Seems the Elf Wants to Mate with Daddy!
It seems that elf wants to mate with Daddy!
To get straight to the point, Rionne had not actually looked up anything strange. She had simply drawn a bizarre conclusion all on her own.
“I thought maybe I was being too strict with him. Approaching him a little more warmly might be nice.”
Strict…? You? Do you even know what the word means?
And she had no idea what that had to do with the unnatural cutesy act she was putting on.
“What’s the problem?”
Act your age!
“Hehe, it’s good to stay young at heart.”
This is ridiculous…
Even after hitting her with the age card, that was her reaction? Just how good was her mood right now…? Undine shuddered in shock.
Rionne hummed a cheerful tune as she unfolded the clothes in her hands. A soft, fluffy pink pajama set. It was a gift from Enoch. And what’s more, it was the exact same design as his, only in a different color!
Beaming with satisfaction, Rionne changed into the pajamas and struck a pose in front of the mirror.
“How do I look?”
You look ridiculous, seriously.
“He even got the size perfect.”
As if he wouldn’t know your size.
“The fabric feels really high quality too. The texture is amazing.”
You’re not listening to a word I say!
Rionne bounced into the living room with light steps. She wondered what Enoch was doing. Since he would have changed into his pajamas too, she wanted to hug him tight and roll around with him.
“Enoch~!”
“Yeah?”
The voice came from the kitchen. The kitchen? There was no reason for Enoch to be there.
Before the puzzled Rionne could react, Undine shot ahead.
Hey! Now that I think about it, what about my gift!? Did you only buy things for yourself and Rionne!?
“Here. This.”
What Enoch held out was a hat no bigger than a finger. It looked like something you’d put on a doll, but it fit Undine perfectly.
Why did I get a hat!
“What’s wrong with it?”
Why am I the only one getting bossed around!
Enoch ignored Undine and started preparing the salad. Rionne sneaked closer and peeked over his shoulder from behind.
“What are you making? Cooking?”
“Yeah.”
“Out of nowhere? You know how to cook?”
“Just… you know.”
Even while wondering if he should really claim he knew how, Enoch’s hands moved quickly. Though he had no talent for cooking, knife work was a different matter. Having learned swordsmanship to some degree because Rionne liked it, Enoch swiftly prepared the vegetables.
“Wow…! Enoch, you’re so cool!”
Praise from an elf could make even the Heavenly Slaughter Star dance. Enoch’s shoulders rose, his confidence soaring.
“Hmm.”
This time it should work. The intelligence of the Heavenly Slaughter Star activated, boosting his creativity. Since Rionne liked sweet things, he would add sugar… and a bit of chocolate. Maybe some jam too? The recipe said to follow it, so he added that mysterious sour sauce as well…
“……?”
Rionne, watching from behind, sensed something was off, but decided Enoch must have his reasons and stayed quiet.
After some time, the dish was complete: Capri’s Special Bulging Salad ver. Enoch.
At its bizarre appearance, Undine covered her mouth.
Is… is that even food…?
Enoch’s eyes trembled too. Knowing he couldn’t cook and knowing whether something was edible were two different things. He instinctively realized this was not something humans should eat.
“I-I’ll make it again.”
“Huh? No, Enoch! It looks like it’ll taste good?”
“…I don’t think it does.”
Surprisingly, Rionne picked up a fork without the slightest hesitation. She stabbed some vegetables and popped them into her mouth.
“M-mm…! I-it’s delicious! Our Enoch is good at cooking too!”
The elf’s eyebrows twitched.
“Sorry…”
“No! I’m telling you it’s really good?”
Pathetic girl…
In the end, Rionne finished the entire salad. Fortunately, she did not get a stomachache.
“Hehe, my Enoch.”
Rionne seemed to be in a good mood all day long. The moment they lay down in bed at bedtime, she pulled him into her arms and ruffled his hair vigorously.
“So, what do you think? Should your big sister read you a book after so long?”
“Yeah.”
When Enoch nodded, Rionne smiled brightly, sat him between her knees, and opened the book. It was a picture book she used to read to him often when he was little. It felt like she was treating him like a child, but since Rionne seemed to enjoy it so much, he couldn’t bring himself to complain.
“Once upon a time, there lived a naughty dwarf. Then one day……”
As Rionne read the book to Enoch, her body gradually grew hotter for some reason, and she fanned the front of her pajamas. It wasn’t even hot out, so why was this happening? A light sweat broke out across her skin, and her breaths carried a hint of heat. It wasn’t enough to feel truly strange, just a little bothersome.
Is it because of the salad…?
Even if that salad had some bizarre effect, it wouldn’t be surprising. Although she had cleaned her plate without changing expression once, it was something mysterious that had even made Rionne feel some hurdles midway through.
“Rionne?”
“H-huh? What?”
Enoch turned his head slightly, and his pitch-black eyes filled her vision. Skin as white as snowflakes, a perfectly straight nose beneath it. Those red, soft-looking lips seemed like they would burst with sweet juice if bitten.
…As expected of our Enoch. No matter who he takes after, he really is handsome.
She couldn’t tear her eyes away. Even as something new flickered in Enoch’s previously blank gaze and his face drew closer, Rionne simply stared dazedly into his eyes.
“…Rionne. Your breath is reaching my lips. I wonder if my breath is reaching yours too?”
The dazed Rionne suddenly jerked her head back in alarm.
“H-huh!? W-why, why, why are you…!?”
“…That’s what I want to ask.”
Enoch licked his lips as if disappointed. Rionne clutched her wildly pounding heart and bolted upright from the bed.
“I-I’ll go drink a glass of water!”
Rionne hurriedly fled the room and gasped for breath. This was strange. She knew her face must be bright red.
I must be crazy…!
She was definitely crazy. And toward Enoch of all people? She would have no defense if someone called her a bitch in heat.
Oh.
Undine was not one to miss this opportunity. The moment she sensed Rionne’s emotions wavering, she popped out with a sly grin.
Should I leave you two alone? Is the Sword Queen finally about to give birth to her second child today?
“D-don’t say such crazy things!”
Well, it would be a crime. What’s the age difference? With a kid who hasn’t even had his coming-of-age ceremony yet. Tsk tsk.
“The age difference isn’t that…! It’s not… that much…”
Even you know that’s not true, right?
“Shut up!”
Rionne gulped down a full cup of cold water in one go and let out a deep sigh.
“Get a hold of yourself. Get a hold of yourself, Rionne.”
After slapping her own cheeks, Rionne returned to the bedroom with determined steps. Enoch was staring at her with wide, innocent eyes.
Act like nothing’s wrong. Act like nothing’s wrong.
She made the resolution. And put it into action.
“Enoooch~, Rionne is sleepy. Shall we go to bed now?”
Undine, watching the elf who had somehow regressed to toddler behavior from behind, clicked her tongue.
That girl’s going to get it soon.
The spirit’s eyes could see it clearly. The sly little brat’s gaze, watching for an opportunity. How long would it take for an elf who didn’t even know the first letter of romance to be devoured by that brat? Especially when she was wagging her tail like that, practically begging to be eaten?
Hmm.
No matter how she looked at it, it didn’t seem like it would take that long.
The next morning. Enoch, who had for some reason clung to Rionne even more than usual, stepped out into the yard and patted his own chest.
“Eri.”
[…….]
“Eri?”
[…….]
No matter how many times he called, there was no response. Had something really gone wrong? Enoch, who had grown quite attached to the little fox, paced around the yard anxiously.
What are you doing?
Undine approached the fidgeting Enoch. She had come to tease him a little about when he was going to pounce on Rionne, but his anxious expression made it hard to joke around.
“Eri isn’t responding.”
Huh? Still?
Undine flew over and hovered in front of Enoch’s chest. She tapped on it and listened carefully before seeming to ponder something. Then her eyes suddenly sparkled.
Oh?
Could it be?
That’s faster than expected?
“What is?”
Rionne told you, right? About evolution.
“Oh?”
In Enoch’s mind, he pictured a grown-up Eri. Her small body a bit larger, fur more lush, and more tails.
“Hmm.”
It made him feel a bit bad since it would make her look similar to the Forest’s Owner.
“I don’t like it…”
What? With a full belly like that.
As Enoch grumbled, suddenly—a black nose popped out from the center of his chest. Then Eri fully revealed herself.
Enoch tilted his head.
“You didn’t get bigger?”
Yes!
A clear, bright voice. When Enoch’s eyes widened, Eri proudly swished her three tails back and forth.
My tails increased, Daddy!
Eri, who had been flying around excitedly, gently landed on top of Enoch’s head. Watching her, Undine said,
It must have reflected your thought that you didn’t want her to get bigger.
“Can it do that?”
To some extent? It happens sometimes with very intimate spirits.
In Undine’s case, she maintained the form of a small fairy, but that was not her true form. Her true self was a giant woman of water. When she revealed her true body, her size could cover the sky.
But it seemed that even if Eri grew as much as Undine, she would keep that size. It was a very rare case.
The curious Undine poked at Eri here and there. From afar, Rionne peeked her head out. She rolled her eyes around hesitantly before going Right! steeling herself, and walked over briskly.
“E-Enoch, breakfast is ready, so eat first before you do that.”
“Okay.”
“Huh? Eri’s tails have increased?”
Rionne approached a little closer. For some reason she seemed to have sweated a bit; a stronger trace of her body scent rushed into his nose. It was somehow a rather suggestive fragrance.
Just as Enoch stiffened slightly—
Daddy! It looks like that elf wants to mate with you!
Eri dropped the bomb with a smiling face.