The Elf Sisters and Big Sister (1)
Quite some time had passed since the forums unlocked. Every day I ran three battles, milking the win-streak bonuses for all they were worth, and I periodically crafted items to sell on the side.
Honestly, the divinity I earned from item sales was the bigger haul. Sophia still pulled in a solid amount thanks to our undefeated streak keeping us locked at rank one and drawing the usual "when are these guys finally gonna lose?" attention — but she still couldn't catch up to me.
With money to spare, I'd even started furnishing the room. A wardrobe for my clothes, Cheonsol's, and Lan-lan-i's. An armory for Cheonsol's gear and mine. A kitchen where we could actually cook. And so on.
We were climbing the stairs out of extreme poverty one step at a time, headed for middle class. In other words: I was a capable head of household.
"Yohan..."
Look at Sophia, carefully easing the door open as she came in. The goddess who used to barge in shouting without so much as a hello had gotten a lot more cautious.
This was the life of a capable man named Kim Yohan. The henpecked husband of the old days was gone.
"See? This lady did warn thee. Thou hast incurred Master's wrath."
Incurred Master's wrath — that almost sounded like a special move name.
"Wrath Incurred!"
Lan-lan-i must have thought the same thing, because she squealed with laughter and swung her arms around. Was she imitating my Mountain-Crushing Palm? There was real power tucked inside all that cuteness.
As expected of my and Cheonsol's daughter — the seedling was something special. With a three-year-old's body and that kind of strength already, I couldn't wait to see what she'd become once she grew up.
Sophia, too stressed to appreciate Lan-lan-i's greatness, shook a scrap of fabric at me.
"What on earth is this."
She spoke softly, but I could feel the anger she was crushing down. I'd gifted her the underwear she'd wanted so badly — why was she this pissed?
"What do you mean, what. It's a bra."
"I can see that!"
Unable to hold it in any longer, Sophia raised her voice and flung the red bra set at me. Lan-lan-i picked one up and shoved her arm through a hole.
"The middle is wide open!"
"Is this underwear? Is this supposed to be underwear?!"
"I told you about this before."
"And it's an underwear set — why is there only a bra? If it's a set, there should be panties too!"
"I told you about that before, too."
If she wore regular underwear, you couldn't see her nipples poking through her clothes — so I'd cut out the centers. And since I preferred no panties, I hadn't bothered making any scrap of fabric for the bottom half.
"Honestly, I'm a little hurt. Do you know how hard I worked to make these as proper items? I even put only the good options on them."
The fabric was thin and narrow, but it had an option that kept the chest from sagging, so it was better than most shapewear bras.
"Ah... uh..."
Sophia stammered. Watching her goddess lose yet another argument, Cheonsol shook her head.
"Master is far too soft. Had it been this lady, she would have given the Mad Demon a proper scolding."
"Right? Cheonsol, your bras aren't like this, are they?"
"..."
Cheonsol bashfully averted her eyes. Sophia's own eyes went round with shock.
"Y-you don't mean..."
"Don't mean is how goddesses get caught. All the bras that didn't make the item cut went to Cheonsol."
"Good heavens... you wear such shameless underwear?"
"Ahem."
Cheonsol just cleared her throat in embarrassment, and it was as cute as Lan-lan-i. How were mother and daughter both this adorable?
Realizing she wasn't the only one stuck with sexy underwear, Sophia fell silent.
When someone blanks out like that, you change the subject. I shared the forum post I'd just been reading with Sophia.
"Take a look at this. It's the human community — they're saying a god with an undefeated streak is using the human race, calling you humanity's savior and heaping praise on you."
"Reeeally?"
"And if you look at these comments..."
Reading through comments that were pure praise mixed with pure envy, Sophia let out a pleased little laugh.
Subject change: success.
"By the way, did you finish decorating the divine realm? You've been busy shopping lately."
"Ah! That's right!"
Sophia clapped her hands and grabbed mine.
"Come outside! I finally finished it!"
"You finished it, Master?"
"What is it? Whaaat is it?"
Stepping outside, a bright, cheerful garden appeared. The surroundings were still dark, but the garden itself had flowers and trees, a small fountain, and a bench — it looked lovely.
"What's the empty spot in the middle of the fountain for?"
"That's where the statue my Yohan is going to make will go! You'll sculpt something pretty for me, right?"
Sophia struck a sexy pose. Her chest bounced and hijacked my gaze completely.
"Woo!"
Lan-lan-i excitedly copied her. Cuteness that didn't lose even to Sophia's massive chest... national-treasure-tier cuteness.
"You'll make it, right?"
"Of course. It'll take some time since I've never sculpted before, but I'll give it my best."
"Heehee!"
Lan-lan-i was cute, but original cutie Sophia was no pushover either. I waited for her to stop, and she held a few more sexy poses before the shame finally hit her.
"All done?"
"Anyway!"
"Master is embarrassed, so do not press her further."
"Anyway! To celebrate finishing the garden, I decided to invite a friend over today!"
"A friend?!"
I was shocked. How shocked? More shocked than when I'd been mid-game at home and got summoned out of nowhere.
There was an invite function for divine realms? Then why hadn't she ever visited other divine realms or invited anyone until now?
Did she not have friends? Was Dohoyo not actually a friend?
"Yep! Now that the season is more than halfway through, a few locked features opened up for the gods. From now on, we can invite other gods!"
"So you'll be inviting Dohoyo, then?"
"Mm-hmm. That's right. You're excited to see Evrande again after so long, aren't you?"
"Hoh..."
Cheonsol made a sound that could have been admiration or a sigh. If Evrande came, it'd be a gathering of two women I'd slept with.
"Cheonsol is... ah. Right."
Catching on a beat late, Sophia glanced at Cheonsol. Overflowing with maternal energy, Cheonsol smiled benevolently.
"I am fine. This lady is curious what sort of person Master's friend might be — and how strong her minion will prove."
"Didn't you see her last time?"
"A brief glance through a screen was hardly enough to form a proper assessment."
"True enough. Then I'll invite them right now!"
The moment Sophia called out, a portal opened beyond the garden. Out stepped the flat-chested goddess Dohoyo, two flat-chested elves — and an elf about Lan-lan-i's size.
Wait. Who was that kid. Don't tell me...
"Dohoyo!"
"It's been a while. How have you been?"
"Great, great! Of course! How about you, Dohoyo? You're still up in the high ranks, huh? That's amazing!"
"All thanks to my minions working hard."
The goddesses were putting on a warm little reunion. We, on the other hand, couldn't start a conversation so easily. An elf was glaring at me with open hostility from the first second — and that sharp, vicious expression suited her so well it got a reaction out of my dick.
Evrande was still beautiful. She had a body that turned even her impoverished chest into one of her charm points. Since this wasn't a battle, she was in casual clothes instead of gear — the top was loose enough to hide her shortcoming, while the bottoms clung tight and showed off those sleek, smooth legs.
And last, the tiny elf child. Unlike Evrande's long, pointed ears, hers were a little shorter and blunter.
"Don't tell me she hatched?"
"!!!"
Evrande, who'd been looking at me with a somewhat wistful expression, jumped in surprise.
"Y-yeah... that's right... she's your daughter and mine."
"!!!"
This time Lan-lan-i was the one who startled. The kid who'd been hiding behind Cheonsol's legs peeked her face out.
Evrande brought forward the child who'd been hiding behind her as well.
"Evril. You should say hello to your dad."
"Dad...?"
Evril scanned me once over. Unlike Lan-lan-i, who'd been born with black hair and red eyes, this one had green hair and black pupils.
Overall she took after Evrande, but the shape of her eyes was similar to mine. That was the part that decided a person's whole impression, so the second I saw her I knew she was my blood.
"Is he really Dad?"
"That's right. I'm Evril's dad."
"No you're not. You're Lan-lan-i's dad."
Before I knew it, Lan-lan-i was standing in front of me with her hands on her hips, striking a pose.
"Isn't he my dad?"
"He is your dad! So this is the kid that Vampir gave birth to?"
"Do not rudely address her by race — call her Cheonsol."
Sparks flew between Evrande and Cheonsol. Lan-lan-i tugged on my pants.
"Mad Demon! Who's this?"
"Just like Lan-lan-i is my daughter, Evril is my daughter too."
"Really? Then is she Lan-lan-i's little sister?"
Lan-lan-i's expression flipped completely. A moment ago she'd been a little kid who didn't want her favorite thing taken away — now she looked like a kid who'd just gotten a present from Santa.
"Little sister?"
Wariness bloomed across Evril's face.
"If she's Mad Demon's daughter, then she's my little sister! What's your name? I'm Lan-lan-i!"
"...Evril."
The two little ones introducing themselves was so cute it was practically a health hazard. Even the elf who'd been glaring at me the whole time, and the goddesses who'd been chatting among themselves, all put on motherly smiles watching the kids.
Now that they'd met like this, I hoped the two of them would get along. Different mothers, sure — but both of them were my adorable daughters.
Then Evril said something I hadn't expected.
"Why are you the big sister?"
"Huh? Of course Lan-lan-i is the big sister!"
"No. I'm the big sister."
"You!"
Lan-lan-i stamped the ground hard, getting angry.
"Lan-lan-i came out of the egg first, so Lan-lan-i is the big sister!"
"No!"
Evril hopped up and down in a rage.
"I'm bigger! So I'm the big sister!"
"Ugh!"
Lan-lan-i, who was about one egg smaller than Evril, flinched — then tried to counterattack.
"When did you come out! Lan-lan-i came out a looong time ago?"
Lan-lan-i spread her arms wide and drew a big circle. Peak expression for a little kid.
"Mommy said if I slept a hundred nights, I could meet Daddy. I met Daddy, so I slept a hundred nights! Did you sleep a hundred nights?"
"Hic?"
Lan-lan-i looked back and forth between me and Evril. Anxious and upset, big tears welled up in her huge eyes.
"Mad Demon... Lan-lan-i slept a hundred nights too, right?"