Chapter 196
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 196
Chapter Title: Family at the Invitation Ceremony is Just 'Common Sense,' Right? (5)
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"...Do... do we really not need to invite the Saintess and the school nurse?"
Vivian, summoned to Lucia's room, cautiously opened her mouth.
"It's during the invitation ceremony. The nurse can't leave the infirmary because she's swamped, and Lilith will be too busy helping her out."
Lucia replied while getting her hair done by Marjan.
To prevent accidents, professors and guards were patrolling diligently, but with crowds this massive, minor incidents were inevitable.
"Hmph, why bother worrying about them? Those sluts had Eugene all to themselves during the golden holiday. The polite thing is to sit this one out."
Bianca crossed her arms and snorted derisively.
"...Still. They'll be upset..."
"No 'still' about it! Don't go soft on me! We're in the middle of a war right now!"
"...A... a war!?"
"That's right, a war! Love is war! Win by any means necessary!"
As Bianca's bold words left Vivian flustered, Marjan clapped her hands clean.
"Lady Lucia. All done."
"Thanks for the hard work, Marjan. It turned out great."
Lucia glanced in the mirror and lightly tapped the end of her hair.
Unlike her usual long straight locks, it was twisted into spirals...
In simple terms, Lucia was rocking a cinnamon roll updo.
With slightly heavy eye makeup sharpening her gaze, she looked every bit the classic villainess lady.
"...Why'd you do your hair like that?..."
Bianca scowled.
Her pride wouldn't let her compliment it, but she couldn't bring herself to say it didn't suit her either.
And for good reason—the girl was the Empire's moon.
Honestly, even if she shaved her head bald, that face would still look stunning. Nothing could clash with it.
"...Dealing with those old mangy bitches calls for exactly this vibe."
Lucia flashed a cheeky grin.
"Oppa, when are we doing it? Reika's all prepped and ready."
"...."
"Oppa, isn't it about time? That bush over there looks pretty nice."
"...."
"Oppa, Reika's pussy is at its limit already. Feels like love juices are gonna drip right here..."
"...."
Reika kept piping up every thirty seconds, like a kid in the back seat asking how much longer till we arrive. It was driving me insane.
At least she had enough sense left not to yell loud enough for others to hear...
'...Still.'
Constant whispers like this were bound to draw weird stares from people.
"Oppa, if you want, we could do it outside..."
"Sister. Shut your mouth for a sec."
I muttered under my breath, and Reika covered her lips, but her eyes sparkled even brighter as she stared.
Letting out a short sigh, I turned to Garcia.
"Mother, aren't you tired? Where'd you book the lodgings?"
Carnea's vast grounds included guest dorms.
They sat unused most days, seeming wasteful, but events like the invitation ceremony, inter-academy exchanges, or imperial inspectors made good use of them.
Garcia looked at me like I'd said something absurd.
"What are you talking about? I didn't book any lodgings."
"...Then where are you planning to sleep? The carriage? Even if it's big, sleeping in there would be uncomfortable."
"No way we'd sleep in the carriage. Obviously, we'll bunk with you, dear."
"Exactly. What a silly question."
"...."
I couldn't make heads or tails of what these two were saying.
Sure, my room was big enough for two women.
Lucia and Vivian were practically living together with me anyway.
But that only worked because Carnea was usually half-empty.
Now it was overflowing with people—and stares from all those people.
No way could I bring them to my room like this.
Obvious, right?
Just being from the Calliope family drew enough eyes, and with their stunning looks, avoiding attention was impossible.
"...Mother, I'll find you a room. You can stay there."
"No way! Absolutely not! We came all this way just to sleep apart from you?!"
"..."
Reika shook her head wildly as she protested.
Garcia said nothing, but her expression screamed disapproval.
"Sister. Throwing a fit won't solve..."
"I said no! If you keep objecting..."
Objecting... then what?
What was she building up to with that pause?
"Reika's gonna lie down right here and scream!"
"..."
My breath caught in my throat.
I had no idea why she was pulling this on me.
But the moment I said no more, Reika looked dead set on rolling on the floor for real.
After a brief staring contest, I raised the white flag.
"...Fine. Let's go. To my room. Let's go."
Exhausting.
Since when did this world turn into a stealth action game?
To dodge prying eyes, I took detours, looped around the same spots multiple times, and barely made it to my room door.
'Please be empty...'
Standing before the door, I prayed fervently in my mind.
I was too drained to deal with a Lucia showdown right now.
Knock knock. Hoping Lucia wasn't inside so I could hide them, I rapped on the door.
At that instant, the mother-daughter duo grabbed my wrists with icy-cold hands.
"...Weird? Oppa. This is your room—why knock?"
"It is odd. Almost like you live with someone?"
Their unfocused glares sent chills down my spine.
"No way... Come on in."
Forcing a smile, I checked the room and sighed in relief.
Thankfully, it was empty—Lucia must've stepped out.
Of course, the second she returned, it'd be game over...
But for now, disaster was postponed, and that was enough.
"Hnnngh.... Oppa's room. Haa..."
"...Sniff... sniff..."
The moment they entered, the duo inhaled deeply in unison, like they'd rehearsed it.
I had no clue why every woman who stepped into my room had to sniff around.
"Alright, Mother..."
"...Right, Reika. Let's get started."
'Started? With what?'
Before I could speak, Reika and Garcia began rummaging through the room.
"...Mother? Reika?"
"Oh my, Oppa. Look at this? Three toothbrushes? Wonder why~?"
Reika emerged from the bathroom holding Lucia's and Vivian's toothbrushes.
"Long hairs on the bed...? Care to explain why they're in your bed, son?"
I couldn't fathom how Garcia spotted hairs on a bed I'd surely cleaned spotless.
'This is maddening...'
I rubbed my forehead as they scoured the room for evidence.
Even pulling stunts like this, they were once prime villainess and stepmother material.
Going head-on was suicide.
'Should've done this from the start.'
Talking it out wasn't my style anyway.
I hardened my expression and spoke.
"So what? You think I need permission from sows like you to bed some bitches?"
"...W-Well, no, but..."
"Mother, quit yapping and go to the corner. Take off your panties and lift your skirt."
"...Y-Yes..."
Garcia shuddered but obeyed, heading to the corner and sliding off her panties.
"Spread your legs."
As Garcia parted her thighs, her pussy gaped open, semen from the carriage ride leaking out.
"Semen still dripping from your sow cunt—now that's fitting."
"Th-Thank you..."
"Now slap your pussy."
"...Pardon?"
"Slap your pussy. While you do, apologize for being so greedy."
"...Understood..."
Slap—
Garcia's trembling hand lightly smacked her pussy.
"...G-Greedy... no more..."
"Harder. You call that reflection?"
Smack—!
This time, she struck hard enough to sting my ears.
"...Kngh!!... G-Greedy...!!... S-Sorry...!!"
While Garcia self-punished, I turned to Reika, whose face was flushed.
"Reika."
"...Y-Yes... Oppa."
"Mother's working so hard on her punishment. Can't have you slacking as her daughter, right?"
"Y-Yes..."
Without hesitation, Reika stripped, folding her clothes neatly in a stack.
On top sat her panties, soaked through with arousal.
Nude, she knelt, clasped her hands, and bowed her head.
"...S-Sorry."
"What'd you do wrong?"
"...Overstepping... bothering Oppa... so sorry..."
I circled Reika slowly, inspecting her pussy—perfectly shaved smooth, not a single peach fuzz.
Swipe—
I pulled a pill from my pocket and slipped it into her mouth.
"...!!"
Her pupils quaked like an earthquake hit.
"Swallow."
She obeyed, gulping it down.
"...O-Oppa... wh-what... was that...?"
Too bad—it wasn't the aphrodisiac she imagined, just regular birth control.
But...
'This'll do just fine...'
Body mods for perfect compatibility.
Plus 'Emperor on the Bed' boosting sensitivity by 500%.
Together? No way she'd complain about lacking pleasure compared to drugs.
"...Hnn... hnnngh...♥ N-Nooo...♥ O-Oppa... no drugs...♥ Dr-Drugs... make me... du-duhmb again...♥"
Spurt—
Reika pissed herself on the spot, teeth chattering in terror and ecstasy.
How could I forget?
That brain-melting pleasure that turned her into an idiot.
I gripped the chin of the quivering Reika on the floor and whispered softly.
"...I'll make sure you never act out again. Reika."