Chapter 206 - In Soviet Russia, Daughter Manages Father!
After finishing washing ourselves, the two of us sat side by side and sank into the bathtub.
Since my companion was a girl of marriageable age, I turned my back to her, trying not to look at her body.
Then Chloe hugged me from behind.
...Various things were pressing against me, but I felt absolutely no excitement.
I don't know how she felt about it, but from my senses, it was just flesh in the shape of a girl. Literally flesh and blood.
"Lord Father..."
In my field of vision, a message appeared: [Chloe's Affection Level has increased by 1000].
Not Sexual Arousal, but Affection Level increasing.
That meant Chloe was also just acting spoiled as a daughter.
In other words, it was wholesome.
I'm not describing Chloe's naked body, and there are no scenes of her feeling pleasure. It's a perfectly respectable all-ages depiction, not embarrassing to show anywhere.
Feeling the soft sensation against my back, I asked about something that had been bothering me.
"When we first met, you introduced yourself as Chloe Naito, right? Why was that? According to Status Appraisal, you don't seem to have a family name."
"In that other world, I was granted the title of Knight. I just made up a fake surname by playing on the word 'Knight.'"
"I see..."
"Should I call myself Chloe Nakamoto from now on?"
"For now, go by Chloe Naito outside the house. It'd raise all sorts of bad suspicions otherwise."
Suspicions or not, the moment I brought multiple minors into my room, I was already a really bad guy, wasn't I?
Man, I'm like the Demon Lord of sex. A Hero who's completely fallen to darkness.
"And also, do all the homunculus daughters made with my sperm have the same face? If thirty thousand of you lined up, I wouldn't be confident I could tell you apart."
"That's fine. They only look as similar as ordinary sisters. They're not clones."
"Really? That's a bit of a relief."
Still, even with ordinary sisters, if there were thirty thousand of them, I feel like I still wouldn't be able to tell them apart...
Young girls all look the same to me anyway.
Sometimes when I co-star with a large idol group, I genuinely can't tell who's who.
The ones with 48 members, or the ones with 46 members.
And yet, my daughters number thirty thousand, you know? This is enough to drive anyone crazy.
"...According to Status Appraisal, your abilities are about one-tenth of mine."
"Is that so? As expected, Lord Father is strong."
"But if there are thirty thousand of you, that's a different story."
I could boost our combat power further with my Fatherhood skill, but even that wouldn't be enough.
"If you all attacked at once, things would get bad. I wouldn't have enough time to persuade you one by one. While I was doing that, Earth would be finished."
"Hmm... Considering the nature of teleportation magic, I don't think thirty thousand people could come at once."
"A hundred would be bad. No, even fifty would be tough. Or they might come to this world in several batches and lie low somewhere. Then one day, they'd suddenly bare their fangs—"
That would be Armageddon itself.
"What do you think we are, Lord Father? I swear on the pride of a Knight, the Chloe Series would never indiscriminately attack ordinary people. I think it would end with all of us seeking a one-on-one duel with you, and then demanding your body."
"That would be just as troublesome in its own way..."
Well, anyway, the point is I lack combat power right now.
It's not that I'm weak; it's simply that I don't have enough numbers.
While the other world continues to produce homunculi, if I don't take any countermeasures, I'll be at a constant disadvantage.
"Thanks to you and Philia surrendering, we've gained some strength, sure. But it's still not enough."
"So Lord Father wants to increase his allies?"
"Or strengthen the ones I already have. Hey, Chloe. There are several girls in this house. From your perspective, who has the most talent for the sword?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're free starting tomorrow, right. Go teach Angelica and the others swordsmanship."
"Ehh...?"
Seeing Chloe's confusion, I pressed my request again.
"Think of it as filial piety. Okay?"
"...Hmm. Let's see... For swinging a sword, taller is better, after all. The longer the reach, the better. Also, my swordsmanship was taught to me by Mother, so it's suited for a tank role."
"Tank?...Ah, right, Teacher Lili was a frontline shield user."
"Exactly. So, how should I put it... the essence of my school is enduring pain, or rather, bearing suffering and then counterattacking. In short, you can't learn my swordsmanship unless you're a patient, tough kid. This world seems pretty civilized, so I doubt there's a girl with that much grit."
"No, there is. In the living room."
"Huh?"
I pictured Rio's face.
The face of the delinquent high school girl, tall for a girl at 165 cm, with a special fetish that turns pain into pleasure.
"It's decided. Starting tomorrow, you're teaching Rio swordsmanship. If I have her gain EXP while she's with you, I can raise her stats too. And then..."
As for Angelica, her aptitude is probably as a healer. She's a sorcery user, after all.
That leaves... Philia. If it's Philia, who served as the healer in the former Hero's party, she should be able to guide Angelica well.
It's about time Philia paid her dues.
Instead of continuing to pretend to be insane forever, she should come clean to Angelica and the others. And after apologizing for possessing them with a Wraith, she should become Angelica's master.
Ayako-chan can use debuff-type magic, so if Erin could talk, I could have her teach magic and train Ayako as a support-type mage... but unfortunately, Erin is a cat right now, so all she can do is say "nya-nya." What a waste.
"Well, it's fine. Just seeing a path forward is enough."
I splashed out of the bathtub and left the bathroom completely naked.
Then Angelica, who had been waiting outside, ran over with a bath towel.
A moment later, Ayako-chan and Rio also hurried over. In their hands, they too held bath towels.
"Oh, you're here. Then, the usual, please."
And so, I had the three girls dry my body.
They gently wiped away the water droplets and tousled my hair dry.
Having my body wiped by the supple fingers of young girls made me feel incredibly sinful.
...It was a picture-perfect harem situation, but there was a reason for it.
These daddy-con girls were constantly fighting over "who gets to wipe me dry after my bath."
They'd spout nonsense about how wiping their father's body was a daughter's fundamental right, or even a right to survival, and wage merciless battles.
I couldn't take a catfight every night after my bath, so I was forced to treat my own body as public property.
Namely, I established the rule that "everyone wipes my body together."
Incidentally, me wiping my own body was forbidden. No matter how tired I was, I had to let them do it.
My body was no longer my private property.
The ideology of three daddy-con girls equally managing Papa's body... I call this 'Father-ism.'
In this house, there was no longer a bourgeois class that monopolized a father's love.
An equal and peaceful world had arrived.
"Father... what were you doing with Chloe-san in the bath?"
"Huh? Nothing shady, though?"
"That's what you say, but that woman is connected to you by blood, so to speak, a capitalist of the daddy-con world. From the perspective of us working-class daddy-cons, she's someone we need to be on high alert for."
When Angelica, with her Slavic-looking features, said things like this, I couldn't help but fall into my usual habit of escapism, feeling like I'd really wandered into the Soviet Union.
"Lord Father is amazing. You have underage girls wipe your body every day? So the saying 'The hero loves beauty' was true after all..."
Chloe, fresh out of the bath, was witnessing a scene that was the worst possible influence on her education, but I still had a reality I couldn't run from.
I pretended not to notice Ayako-chan timidly asking, "Nakamoto-san, can I wipe your lower half too?" and Rio was deliberately pressing her chest against me while wiping my body, but I totally didn't notice.
I'm not crying.
I'm not putting on a brave face.
I really mean it.
"Lord Father, can I join in too?"
...Thinking that starting tomorrow, I'd be wiped by a four-girl team made me feel dizzy, but I still pretended not to notice.
All I could say was, do whatever you want.