Chapter 67
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: So This Is the Feeling!
So this is what it feels like!
A week had passed since I'd gone to Blue Gate to procure pureblood essence. I'd been forced to live at a frantic pace during that time.
The Unit 1s were constantly demanding my body, leaving me no room to think straight.
"That's enough now."
"Enough of what?"
"Stop making Denis do all those weird things."
It was a small inn in a small village. Staying here meant you couldn't help but overhear things you didn't want to.
A strong man like me had sharper senses than most, so even if I tried not to listen, it was impossible to block it out.
"Hmph."
I'd known for a while that Olivia Unit 1 was making Denis do those things. I'd only gone along with it because I was worn out.
I could've refused if I wanted to. Not sure if my rebellion would've worked, though.
"So you enjoyed it, huh?"
"I didn't enjoy it. Wait, why are we even talking about this? It's ridiculous."
"No need to deny it. You enjoyed it plenty before the regression too. Hell, you were the one shoving your ass out first."
"......"
I nearly told her to shut the fuck up. If Nine Unit 2 hadn't been staring right at me, I would've unleashed a torrent of abuse.
"U-Uncle..."
Nine Unit 2 toddled over, bubbling with excitement. She handed me a necklace woven from flowers.
"A gift?"
"Y-Yes!"
She was the spitting image of Alicia. Just like Nine Unit 1, this girl would grow up looking exactly like her.
Her eyes were pureblood crimson, but a single trait like that couldn't hide her resemblance to Alicia. I'd probably think of her every time I saw the kid.
I finally understood why Dyke Unit 1 had taken these children in and raised them.
I thought I'd moved on, but deep down, my subconscious clearly hadn't.
"Thank you."
I had no intention of blaming the child. Since I'd brought her here, it was my job to raise her right.
I'd do everything I could to keep her from turning into one of the Unit 1s.
"What are you thinking about while looking at me? That expression is kinda pissing me off."
"Ahem."
I averted my gaze from Olivia Unit 1. She clamped her mouth shut, whatever she'd been about to say dying on her lips.
If the Unit 2s hadn't come over to give me their gifts following Nine Unit 2's lead, she probably would've ripped into me hard.
She would've dragged me off somewhere and shoved her pussy in my face.
"Thank you all. These must've been tough to make."
I let out a sigh of relief as I accepted the Unit 2s' gifts. Olivia Unit 1 backed off, irritation plain on her face.
The Unit 2s were serving as a shield, blocking the Unit 1s.
"Whose came out the best?"
If we were judging pure craftsmanship, Olivia Unit 2 took the crown. She knew it too, flashing a confident grin as she asked.
"Hmm. Charlotte's?"
I was feeling petty. Not because of Olivia Unit 1 earlier, of course.
So I gave Charlotte Unit 2's flower crown top marks.
Charlotte Unit 2 beamed with joy. Olivia Unit 2 looked crestfallen. Amid the mix of delight and disappointment, Nine Unit 2 started sniffling.
I comforted them all.
The adults only spewed their filthy lust whenever they looked at me, but gazing at the pure flower necklaces and crowns made by these innocent kids melted away the mess in my heart.
This is healing.
What more could I need?
Even when it was just Lisa alone at the inn, things were lively enough. Now with three energetic kids added to the mix, there wasn't a single quiet day.
It might seem chaotic to outsiders, but both Denis and I preferred the racket to dead silence.
The only downside? None of them carried my blood.
I wasn't discriminating against the Unit 2s. But I'm human too—there's bound to be a difference in how you treat your own flesh and blood.
Watching these adorable Unit 2s made me want a child of my own. I figured that's just natural human instinct.
So without thinking, I ended up pressuring her. After playing with the Unit 2s until evening, I went to the workshop where Olivia Unit 1 was holed up and said something.
"Give me a minute."
Even though plenty of time had passed since I brought back the pureblood essence, there weren't any visible results yet. But she definitely wasn't slacking off.
Olivia Unit 1 treated tormenting me like a hobby, but she was dead serious about her virility enhancement research.
"Okay, got it."
No one at the inn was busier than Olivia Unit 1. She had the heaviest workload by far.
That's why I couldn't complain to her.
If she told me to shut up, I did. If she told me to clean the room, I cleaned. She was living like a slave owner, and Denis and I were her slaves.
Knock knock knock.
Denis slipped quietly into the workshop. She'd peeled some fruit and brought it as an offering.
"Eat while you work."
My one ray of hope. Olivia Unit 1.
Denis carefully set down the plate. Olivia snapped at the noise, clearly displeased.
"Argh! You're stressing me out so bad I can't think straight. How are you gonna make up for it, Dyke?"
"...S-Sorry."
In a house with a high school senior cramming for exams, you can't even sip water without guilt. If it's their last year, the parents might as well be slaves.
Olivia Unit 1's importance went way beyond some exam-taker.
This fucking sucks.
With a parent's mindset, I bowed my head to Olivia. Denis cowered before her too.
"Come lick my pussy."
Olivia spread her legs while sitting in her chair. She gave the order without a care that Denis was right there.
I glanced at Denis before crawling between Olivia's thighs.
I was used to it by now. Olivia not wearing panties in her own workshop. Licking her pussy right in front of Denis.
If getting my ass fucked by Denis while surrounded by Unit 1s didn't faze me, what could?
Lick, lick.
"Haaah... Denis, when's your ovulation window?"
"...Dangerous days start in about a week."
"Really?"
Olivia asked Denis a few questions. Mostly about pregnancy.
Conversation over, Olivia pulled something from her sub-space. Another dildo.
"Want to try it, Denis? I made something new and wanna test it."
"...W-What is it?"
"A dick that transmits sensations. Lets you feel pleasure like a real guy when you thrust."
"Is that even possible?"
"Not sure if it'll work right. That's why I need to test it."
Olivia handed the dildo to Denis.
"Inject blood into the tip. It'll resonate with your soul and link the sensations."
Denis followed instructions. Then she put it on.
"...Feels weird. Like I grew a dick."
"Touch it."
Denis awkwardly stroked the glans. Her body shuddered like the real sensations were connecting.
"Dyke."
Olivia shoved my head away. She pointed at the bed like it was obvious.
"Do we really need to test it on me? If it's just about insertion feel, you could use somewhere else..."
Hell, you could shove it in your own pussy. That's gotta be better than some guy's ass.
More normal, at least.
"Denis already said the sensations are linked. She said it feels like she grew a dick."
"Dyke."
Olivia called my name firmly, like she wouldn't repeat herself.
"You've been stressing me out so much my brain's fried. To shake off this frustration, I need to see something fun."
"......"
Olivia crossed her legs. Maybe it was her domineering attitude, but the workshop air felt heavier.
I awkwardly climbed onto the bed. Lie down? Face down? I hesitated.
Denis spoke up.
"Lie down."
"......"
Hanging out with the kids had changed Denis a lot. Was that warm, embracing side she showed in bed all fake?
She demanded my body more violently than the other Unit 1s sometimes.
No choice. I lay back on the bed. Denis naturally loosened up my ass.
She didn't show the slightest hesitation licking and sucking.
Slurp, slurp.
"Nngh..."
"Dyke, did Olivia's pussy taste good?"
"......"
Tough to answer. Even alone with her it was hard, and now Olivia was here too.
"Denis is asking. How was it? Did my pussy taste good, Dyke?"
Olivia pressed for an answer. At some point, Denis's fingers had slipped into my ass.
She slathered on the lube, thick and gooey.
When we didn't fuck much, I used to think this was prep to keep me from getting hurt during insertion. It wasn't.
This was prep to make her insertion smoother.
—Lube it up good, Denis. That way you can slam it in to the hilt nice and rough. Coat Dad's ass full of lube, as much as you can.
It chafed if it was too dry, apparently.
I clamped my mouth shut. I never answered Denis's question.
"No fun."
Olivia smirked slyly.
"How's it feel, Denis? Like the glans is getting squeezed tight?"
"So weird... I-I wanna shove it in right now..."
Denis looked at Olivia, silently asking permission.
Olivia nodded, and in that instant, Denis's hips thrust forward.
Splat! Thwack!
"Guhk!"
"Ooooh...!"
Denis let out a bizarre, beastly groan. Then came the piston motion.
She grabbed my thighs and slammed her hips against mine with force.
Thwack! Thwack!
"T-This! This is what a dick feels like...!? Feels so gooood...!"
"Kyaha! Denis, you're such an old perv!"
"S-So this is how those m-mercs felt when they fucked me...!"
From that day on, I had no respite. Because of that sensation-linked dick, Denis and Charlotte demanded my body whenever they felt like it.