Chapter 170 - The Temptation of the Dark Side
"...Nn... fuu..."
"Nma nma nma nma nma nma"
As I stood there dumbfounded, two beautiful girls sucked at my tongue as if savoring it.
It was a scene that could only be described as decadent.
Incidentally, the one gulping down my saliva while going "nma nma" was Ayako-chan, but this was character collapse taken to an extreme.
"Stop it, you two! I mean, you pulled an all-nighter, right?! Aren't you tired?!"
"Don't you feel strangely restless after staying up all night?"
"...That's true!"
"See?"
Angelica nodded as if to say, "You understand too, don't you, Father?" and returned to the task of sucking my tongue.
No, that's wrong.
As a father, I have to push them away with a firm attitude, or the household will collapse.
"What kind of tongue technique is that to use on a parent!"
I pushed Angelica and the others' bodies away and forcefully pinned them down on the bed.
I crossed both of their wrists and brought them above their heads, securing them with one hand. It was a formation where I held down Angelica with my right hand and Ayako-chan with my left.
A villainous composition made possible only by the overwhelming difference in physical strength.
This is the power of a male parent!
The revival of paternal authority!
The good old order of the family!
How's that, have you learned your lesson? Just as I was smirking to myself, Angelica whispered shyly.
"...Nn. ...It's okay."
Okay?
What's okay?
What does that mean in terms of a maiden's heart? When I sought help from Ayako-chan, her face bright red, she nodded and said, "I'm okay with it too." She looked as if she had steeled her resolve.
Hmm.
How did things end up like this?
I try to think about how I'm being seen right now.
On the bed, I was kissed by girls who have romantic feelings for me, and just as things were heating up, I flung them off and pinned them down instead.
Huh?
Don't they think I'm completely ready to go for it now?
"If it's you, Father, I don't mind even if it hurts..."
Angelica quietly closed her eyes and gripped the sheets. A clear signal that she wanted me to be rough with her.
When I looked beside me, Ayako-chan was also clutching her pillow, looking up at me with expectant eyes.
"A-are you two in your right minds? You're saying you're fine with your first time being a threesome?"
"Because it seems like tempting you with both of us at once is more effective, Father."
"...If one of us loses her virginity first, the house will turn into a cold war, so it's more peaceful if you take us both at the same time."
I see.
So Angelica, who doesn't care about the means as long as she can lose her virginity, and Ayako-chan, who was seeking a compromise from a military standpoint, had their interests align.
The problem is that my interests haven't been considered at all.
Anyway, taking a sixteen-year-old girl and a seventeen-year-old girl at the same time... is there any... is there any downside for me? Huh? There's no harm, is there? Isn't this an incredibly convenient development from a man's perspective?
"...Tch."
Grinding my teeth, I stared at Angelica. Even though she should have been searching for me without sleep or rest, her young skin showed no signs of fatigue. It was so glossy it seemed to repel water. It seemed the shrine maiden from another world wouldn't lose her healthy beauty over just one sleepless night.
As for Ayako-chan, perhaps due to her inferior stamina, a somewhat haggard air hung about her. Dark circles had appeared under her eyes, and her already pale skin had become even more pallid. That fragility strangely stirred my lust, and she wore a dangerous, sensual charm.
Two ripe, beautiful girls of different types. A blonde-haired, blue-eyed little devil with D-cups, and a black-haired, black-eyed Japanese-style E-cup...!
"Nguu... gunuu..."
It felt exactly like having the finest Western and Japanese sweets paraded before me while on a diet.
But come to think of it, just a few dozen minutes ago I was flirting with Philia, so rather than being on a diet, it's more like I've been eating sweets nonstop since morning, and I'm amazed at myself that my libido hasn't run out.
"Gu... gugu..."
"Father, you seem to be in pain..."
Angelica narrowed her eyes and looked at me with pity. "You can feel better soon, using my body," she whispered in a sweet voice, trying to sway me.
Her moist green eyes, her lips full of moisture.
This is bad.
Looking at this girl's face, I feel like I might just surrender myself to the flow.
It's dangerous.
When I hurriedly lowered my gaze, my eyes went to the rich swell pushing up her parka forcefully from the inside. It was her breasts. It was counterproductive. I could feel my head growing hotter and hotter.
Angelica's entire body was now a lethal weapon.
—Then, I just have to not look.
I shut my eyes tightly and blocked out all visual information.
I've won!
No matter how defenseless a beautiful girl is lying right in front of me, if I can't see her, I have the advantage.
"...?"
But.
Just as I was convinced of victory, a sense of discomfort entered through my nostrils.
This slightly sweaty, sweet scent is...
Their... body odor?
"...!"
I was careless.
By closing my eyes, my senses of smell and hearing had become sharper instead.
And for some reason, Angelica and the others' body odor seems stronger today than usual.
"...Ange, I'm going to ask something rude."
"What is it?"
"Did you take a bath last night?"
"...No, I didn't. I was running around all night looking for you, Father. ...Could it be that I smell?"
"A little."
"Oh no. Please don't smell me."
Angelica raised her voice in embarrassment, but as far as I'm concerned, it's not a bad smell at all.
In fact, I'd like to smell it forever.
A refreshing, girlish scent specializing in sweetness. That's the smell of Angelica's skin, but with the addition of a citrusy aroma—the scent of evaporated sweat—it had transformed into a dangerous teenage odor that struck directly at my lower body.
If there was a gym class at a mission school full of beautiful girls, would the classroom be filled with this kind of scent during the next period...? It's an incredibly fragrant aroma that makes me have such perverted imaginings.
I inhaled through my nose with a sniff.
A somewhat stuffy... bittersweet, slightly sour smell. ...The smell of armpits?
"!"
No doubt about it.
It's her armpits!
Seeing a chance to win, I opened my eyes wide.
Wasting the combat intuition I'd cultivated in battles against monsters, I was convinced this was the moment to strike.
"What's with that armpit sweat in front of a parent!"
I shouted and looked at Angelica's armpits. There, a huge sweat stain had formed, dyeing her gray parka black.
Ayako-chan also had a large sweat stain on the armpits of her white turtleneck blouse, making her skin visible through it. I could faintly see even the side part of her bra.
"Ah, no, please don't look!"
"...We ran a lot... it was unavoidable..."
Where had the composure from their bewitching seduction gone? The two girls were flustered and panicking as if they'd been caught wetting the bed.
It seems that even extreme daddy-con girls still have a maiden's heart.
Seeing Angelica and the others so embarrassed they'd forgotten themselves, I, on the other hand, calmed down.
The heartwarming thought that they were still just children blew my desires away somewhere.
Even Angelica and the others, whom I thought of as pure, untainted beauties, get armpit sweat stains. They have unclean parts too. That sense of reality lit the light of reason in my head.
"Literally, a case of 'sweet underarms.' Forgetting to take care of armpit sweat before trying to seduce a man is just like an innocent virgin."
"Father, you're so mean...!"
I brought my face close to the armpit of the teary-eyed, pouting Angelica and buried my nose in it.
Ah, this smell.
This sourish stench extinguishes my beastly desires. It makes me feel like I'm teasing a child, making me forget that the other party is a girl of that age.
I repeated deep breaths with a "suu-haa," inhaling the air around her armpit as if to show off.
"N-no, stop! Father, you pervert! No, no, no, no, no! That's no good, stop it—!"
It's rare to see Angelica dislike something this much. I was having wicked thoughts, wondering if doing this would let me reliably seize the initiative.
I was, but.
"Suuuuuu. Haaaaaaa..."
"...Father?"
"Suuuuuuu..."
"Father?"
"Kohhh..."
"Father!? How long are you going to keep sniffing!? Father!?"
"Shukooo..."
With my breathing sounds echoing while being called "Father, Father" repeatedly, I felt somewhat like I'd become a Dark Lord.
"...Suhaa..."
This is bad.
It seems I've fallen to the dark side of armpit sweat.
Angelica's sweat stains... are incredibly addictive!
The collaboration of a beautiful girl's skin and moist sweat glands was releasing a concentrated female scent.
...Isn't this impossible?
It's an armpit soaking wet with sweat, you know?
Why does it smell so delicious? It feels like I'm sticking my nose into a citrus-flavored snack.
I always thought armpit sweat was just fishy for anyone, but the more I smell it, the more I get hooked!
"...Father...? Do you... like my armpits...?"
"Suuuuuu..."
"Y-you do like them...?"
"Haaaaaa..."
"...I understand... I'm a woman too. I'll prepare myself."
Angelica said in a trembling voice.
"...If you want to, Father... you can lick my armpits directly... okay...?"
"Suuuuu!"
"Armpit sweat is your thing, isn't it?"
My fetish had been greatly misunderstood, and even though I had to devise countermeasures against Erin, my heart was gradually being captured by the sweat stains.
It seems I had underestimated the sweat glands of beautiful girls. When you gaze at armpit sweat, the armpit sweat also gazes back at you. They ensnare a man's heart with terrifying ease and drown him in a sea of female sweat...