Chapter 153: Home, Sweet Home – Part 2

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Chapter 153: Home, Sweet Home – Part 2

Caterina leaves along with Kyora and her harem, so I decide to get a bit lewd with my women to satisfy my craving for their bodies. I suckle on Osaria's inverted nipples for a bit, then also get some of Poosh's pink pair. I'm going to fuck Poosh so hard tonight that she might as well take a day off.

"You two, clear your agenda for tomorrow, you won't be able to do anything," I huskily order, and the maids start humming suggestively at them.

"As you wish, Your Highness," Poosh immediately replies with an obedient nod, her excitement leaking through her tone.

Osaria simply breathes in heavily as her nipples harden, which is very amusing since I'll be torturing her all night long.

Next, I turn to Kaatohe and get a handful of her nakedness as I give her a quick kiss. "Missed you, my dear cat," I whisper warmly, and she narrows her eyes at my words but still gives my balls a kind rub.

Then I turn to Klein, who looks like she hasn't slept well, and give her a peck. "You and the rest of the men who came on the Floater should take a day off and get some sleep," I kindly order.Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com

My submissive and breedable monkey girl simply nods absentmindedly as she smiles, then turns around and takes one of the many [Eternal Gate]s towards our bedroom instead of going out towards Hermann's.

Lastly, I turn around to Iliada, my favorite maid. The young golden elven girl is sweet and obedient, but because of her youth, she can get wet on command for me.

She stares at me with eyes so full of wonder that it hurts. I'll definitely have to impregnate her when she's older because her love for me is as pure as it comes.

"You'll also have to take a day off tomorrow because you'll be joining us tonight," I seductively command, and her legs waver.

"I can't wait...!" she whispers excitedly. Then I make her melt in my arms with a deep kiss.

The other thirsty maids and Companions also get kisses, mostly from me, Hana, and Yunia, who are the favorites of most of them, but even Lina has a pair of fujoshi-looking maids who shyly ask her for a kiss. Roxanne has the widest diversity of maid types attracted to her, Ciel has the favor of the younger maids, and Alissa has the girlish ones. Aoi is also surprisingly popular, but I think it's partly because the women who serve us all have a dragon fetish and partly because her freakishly tall and slender human form tickles lesbians in a special way.

Osaria and Poosh kiss everyone, of course, and when we're finally done, the pair of Princesses are starting to look impatient. There are still more formalities that neither I nor any of the girls feel eager to go through.

Thankfully, Osaria takes over and begins the polite introductions, "It's an honor to have both Imperial Princesses grace us with your presence."

But she sounds a bit apologetic at making them wait, and I don't want my milf to look submissive in front of the Princesses, so I suddenly blurt out, "Don't kneel. You, Poosh, and Kaatohe shouldn't kneel."

Osaria is excusable since she's the Lady of a King, but Poosh and Kaatohe aren't (yet), so Sa'Haa visibly gets annoyed (which I love to see) while Urmeie couldn't care less.

My droopy-eyed milf freezes as she processes my words, then grins widely and straightens her back. Poosh becomes tense as she knows what it means to not kneel in front of imperial royalty, and Kaatohe becomes smug as she has a sense of superiority that rivals even the elves'.

The rest of the maids and Companions do kneel, but it makes me feel like I'm being NTR'd. They're my servants, mine! I don't want them to look obedient to others, even guests. But the NTR ends after a short moment, so I don't have time to get properly irritated.

"Your possessiveness towards our people is mildly amusing," Yunia remarks through [Bind].

"It's very noble. I know Wolfy feels something similar even towards our male citizens and the women who have no interest in him," Alissa lovingly adds.

"Yes, it's... 'noble,'" Ciel hesitantly agrees, making me chuckle.

The Princesses are introduced by their stone-faced bodyguards, and then the usual hand-kissing and handshaking start.

"I'm Lady Osaria, and I belong to King Wolf and his wives," Osaria politely begins.

"I'm Armanpoosh, High Chamberlain," Poosh sweetly follows.

And then my naked cat pompously finishes, "I'm Kaatohe Karaka Ngerua, a noble, an ace pilot, and leader of the Interceptors, though I don't believe we'll be using those planes anymore after the Raki has been built."

Sa'Haa is definitely displeased to know that a simple Chamberlain and a random noble won't kneel in front of her, but she's being more agreeable than usual to get on our good side, so she lets it slide.

"Can I get naked like the Chimeras?" Urmeie asks her sister after taking a good look at Kaatohe's delicious bronze naked body.

"You aren't a Chimera," Sa'Haa dryly replies.

"But I want to follow their customs."

And the stern owl flashes a glare. "No, you don't. You just want to get naked. I'll use my authority and prohibit you from doing that."

"Balls..." the bear grunts, and even her bodyguards look amused.

Then Osaria tentatively continues, "Forgive me if it's impudent on my part, but I'm curious to know why such esteemed Princesses have come to visit our town."

"You haven't told her?" Sa'Haa asks us with a thin, black eyebrow raised high.

"We don't know either," I answer with a shrug.

The irritated (more than usual) owl turns to her half-sister. "You haven't told them?"

And Urmeie has the decency to look embarrassed as she grunts, "Right, they asked, but I forgot to answer."

We also forgot to press her for an answer because we got distracted by bear tits.

Sa'Haa facepalms internally, then turns to me and kindly explains, "Our mothers have deemed you, Wolf Ryder, worthy of being a Consort, so we'll be staying close to you for a while to ascertain your compatibility with us. I also desire to meet with the spirit Chimeras and discuss gem production as they have the potential to end the shortage the Empire is experiencing with the loss of Aremut."

Oh... shit...

Osaria and Kaatohe subtly raise their eyebrows in surprise and turn to me, waiting for my reaction, but I'm less than thrilled.

Yunia promptly reassures her, "You don't have to worry about the gems for much longer. We're holding on to them for now as we give priority to our airship research, but we'll soon start selling large quantities of refined gems."

"It's the 'Consort' part that's more to our interest," I apprehensively follow, anticipating a headache.

Sa'Haa's feather hairs rise up proudly, and she hugs her thin body as she pompously brags, her tone awfully similar to Kaatohe's self-introduction, "I have a chance of becoming Empress one day, so my partners and future fathers of my children need to be carefully vetted so that they don't cause trouble for the Empire."

I narrow my eyes, and even my thick tail deflates in disappointment. "And I'm the definition of 'trouble,' to the Emperor, at least," I dryly reply.

And she nods. "Exactly."

Kaatohe snorts softly at her bluntness, which sounds quite loud as an awkward silence settles in.

I sigh softly and utter something unthinkable, "But what if I have no interest in becoming a Consort?"

The maids inhale sharply, and it makes me feel quite accomplished to be showing my people how casually I deal with imperial royalty. It's like I'm asserting dominance by being borderline insolent, and dragons are all about asserting dominance.

Sa'Haa unhesitatingly scoffs and calls my bluff, "I find it hard to believe that you have no interest in having a child with a Princess."

If it's with you, then yeah, no thanks.

"Don't reject her outright, Wolfy," Yunia firmly requests through [Bind].

He's with Alissa, Hatara, and Garanae as they drink tea in the back garden of their mansion.

"Wolf!" the (possibly) gay boy with wild eyes and equally wild black hair happily exclaims the moment he sees me. If he were a weredog, his tail would be wagging uncontrollably.

Hatara looks as cute as always, but the raven-haired girl has learned well how to wear risque outfits that give her a mature and sexy air. "Welcome back, Your Highness. Alissa was just finishing telling us of your battle with the Army," she coolly greets.

"Welcome back, Your Highness," Garanae follows up. The blonde young noble looks more comfortable than the last time we met. He seems to be losing his fear of me and Alissa, which is nice since I can soon begin teasing him about the time he stole a kiss from Alissa.

"Hello, and thank you," I reply and take a seat. They're drinking not-earl-gray, so Alissa immediately serves me a cup, and I eagerly take a sip.

And Lyle immediately begins sharing his progress with computers, "Wolf, I've managed to create the 'data storage' that you've talked about. It's... a bit complicated to use it, so I wanted to know more about what it's going to be used for since there are many functions I could add depending on what's necessary."

Then he gets into the nitty-gritty details that even I struggle to keep up with.

Meanwhile, Ciel has a meeting with the managers of her budding Ministry of Health. They've been taking and compiling reports from the healers we've spread all over our territory, and they're trying to analyze this data to find any problems they could deal with to lower the workload on the healers or if any worrying issues are emerging.

An idea slowly forms within my mind, and after seeing how much work it is to read through all those medical reports, I come up with the next steps.

"Lyle, the next thing we need to focus on is a 'display,' a way to 'interpret' all those 'states' into something anyone could understand. For example, if you press the 'addiction' button, the display could light up the words 'addiction button pressed.' But that's just the first step.

"Next, we'll need to also use that display to convert numbers into words. Each letter of the alphabet can be mapped to a number, and then the display can read numbers and automatically convert them into words.

"And finally, once we have a way to store words into the 'data storage,' we'll build a 'database,' a way to easily go through all that stored data to find what you need. Just like how a librarian knows exactly where each book is."

And as I finish my last phrase, a light shines in Lyle's wild eyes. A calculator is something open-ended with not a lot of practical use in this world, but using the example of a librarian has given him a very concrete idea of what a computer can be used for, and now the inventor within him has been awoken.

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