Chapter 1 The Funeral of a God or a Father
Chapter 1 The Funeral of a God or a Father
The funeral of a cult leader revered as a god by tens of thousands had no mourners.
Inside the funeral hall, only the man's family remained.
Me—the only son of the pseudo-religious cult leader.
And the women who had married my father yet remained pure.
My mothers.
Could I really call such alluring, young women "Mother"?
And why, just from watching them from a distance, was my damn cock standing so stiff?
Could this bizarre relationship even be called a family?
And among them... who was my real mother?