Chapter 280 - Daughter Handling Manual
As I trembled before her violent maternal instinct, I heard Chloe let out a determined "Alright."
Then came the sound of leaves crunching underfoot. It seemed she could move again.
"I'm fine now. Can you fly, Aurora?"
Chloe placed a hand on her beloved dragon's flank, probing as she asked.
Aurora nodded with a "But of course," then glowed once more, returning to her wyvern form, and headed back toward the nest.
I wondered what she was doing, but it seemed she was retrieving the egg.
She clamped her child between her tongue and upper palate, then returned with a cautious, deliberate gait.
"That's pretty dexterous."
I flinched, thinking, "It won't break while she's carrying it, right?" but Chloe puffed out her chest for some reason and said, "It's fine, the eggs of these imrpoved wyverns are tough."
"They hardly ever break even if you drop them from high up. In fact, they're deliberately dropped to destroy things below."
"Have you tried that before?"
"I learned the method when I was in the army over there."
According to Chloe, this was the Kingdom's latest tactic.
You ride a female wyvern, charge into enemy territory, and make her lay eggs mid-air.
It's like dropping metal projectiles from the sky, causing devastating damage at the impact point. Holes are punched through buildings, livestock and humans hit directly die instantly. And on top of that, the hatched chicks breathe fire and run amok — it's practically like scattering incendiary bombs.
"That's brutal as hell..."
Truly, a living bomber.
As I gazed at Aurora with awe, she let out a low, rumbling purr. She was probably saying something like, "Are you okay? Want some of Mama's milk?" Lately, whenever I make eye contact with Angelica, she makes that offer about one in three times, so I've decided to assume all other women must be the same.
"Of course I want some..."
"Huh?"
To the tilting-her-head Chloe, I called out in a fatherly tone, "Let's hurry back."
"It's okay if I ride on her back, right?"
"Yeah. It's our first time riding double, but we'll manage."
First, her owner Chloe straddled Aurora, and then I straddled behind her.
I grabbed on in a position like riding tandem on a bicycle, wrapping both arms around Chloe's waist.
"Hey. Where are you putting your hands?"
"Oh, sorry."
Even if I am her father, grabbing a girl going through puberty by the waist might be harassment, I thought, and immediately let go.
And I found myself somewhat relieved that Chloe had a girl's sensibilities after all.
"I'm full right now, so if you're going to hold on, do it somewhere else."
"Where am I allowed to touch?"
"Wrap your arms around my chest."
"...Huh?"
"I mean it. Hold on by grabbing my breasts in an eagle grip from behind. That's the most stable position."
"You didn't, by any chance, chug all that milk just so you could make me do this, did you?"
"Wh-wh-what are you saying? Of course not."
"I'll just hold onto your shoulders."
"Ahh!"
"Sorry, Aurora, wait a bit. I have some preparations to make."
"Kororororo..."
After chanting several spells, I gave the order, "Alright, let's go."
"Kyui!"
"Is it okay to cry out while holding an egg in your mouth?"
And so.
Aurora carried us and took off powerfully.
In a matter of seconds, the surrounding scenery switched from a grove to the open sky, bringing an intense sensation of floating and a change in air pressure.
The cityscape spreading below had shrunk to the size of rice grains.
"Amazing...!"
An ascent speed far surpassing modern passenger jets — I couldn't help but let out an exclamation of awe.
Thanks to the thorough milking, Aurora seemed to be in peak condition.
"I put up a Concealment just in case, but maybe it wasn't needed!"
At this speed, normal eyes probably couldn't spot us.
Even if someone did catch a glimpse of us now, they'd probably think we were a shooting star or something.
"Ah! Aurora, land at that Hotel Amariris place over there!"
"That's a love hotel. You learned that from Ange, didn't you?"
I scolded Chloe for giving such a terrible instruction and told her to head toward the apartment.
"Geez, learning all sorts of useless stuff. When did you even learn where a love hotel is?"
"I didn't learn it~. I just happened to see it."
"Oh, is that so."
...Wait a second.
"You could see the hotel sign at this speed and altitude?"
"Huh? You can see it too, can't you, Lord Father?"
No way I can see it.
My eyesight is at a normal person's level.
My hearing too. The wind roaring past is so loud it's unbearable, so I had to cast Enhancement Magic on my eardrums just to barely make out words.
"...Did you enhance your eyesight and hearing before takeoff?"
"I don't need that. I'm a Homunculus adjusted for combat, so my five senses are sharp by default."
"..."
"Lord Father?"
I see.
An artificial human with hawk-like vision serving as radar, combined with a living bomber — an aerial combat force.
If this is what the other world's military is like, it's going to be a troublesome fight.
As I held a one-man strategy meeting in my head about how to counter it, we descended onto the roof of the familiar apartment.
"Good work, Aurora. You too, Lord Father."
Chloe jumped off first, and I landed a moment later.
Finally, Aurora transformed into her human form, still covered in breast milk, and in her arms was an egg as big as a human head.
"Oh my. You, this child just moved."
"Good, healthy. I wonder if it's a boy or a girl..."
As I peered at the egg with a newlywed's excitement, Chloe wedged herself between me and Aurora,
"Alright, alright, stop, stop. Don't give off that weird atmosphere."
she warned.
"Do you understand, Lord Father? This egg is a child born between her and another man, you know!? Lord Father, you're about to be cuckolded right now, you know!?"
"Th-that's a terrible way to put it..."
Ignoring Aurora's fake sobbing, Chloe's eyebrows shot up.
"Lord Father's child is me, you know. The one who carries your blood is me, you know. That egg is a stranger, you know?"
Chloe grabbed both my arms and shook me anxiously.
She must think the Aurora mother-daughter pair are going to take me away from her.
"Geez. Don't worry about stupid stuff like that."
"But!"
Thinking something completely unrelated to the conversation, like "Man, I want to drink some more breast milk...", I patted Chloe's head and tickled under her chin like soothing a cat. Then I combed her hair with my fingers and carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead, armpits, underboobs, and groin with a handkerchief.
"Jealous of a vehicle? That's not like you."
"I'm sorry, Lord Faaather..."
Chloe wrapped herself around my arm, rubbing her face against me affectionately.
"Hehe. I was careless. I forgot that everything you say is always completely right, Lord Father."
A girl of that age gets affectionate when you wipe the sweat from her sensitive areas. This is great news for fathers everywhere. Please try it on your own daughters and destroy your families.
In other words, this is a warning: never imitate this.
...Why do they cheer up with a method like this...?
Sandwiched between Chloe and Aurora, I descended from the rooftop and made it home.
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