Mushoku Impact

With nothing scheduled till his meeting with Baroness Lawrence the following day, Paul decided to take it easy. It felt like he had been doing nothing but taking it easy since his departure from the Demon Continent, but there was a reason for that. He needed time to adapt to the powers he obtained during his time abroad.
Though his greatest boons were his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception and the immortality of the Immortal Demon Tribe, they were far from the only traits Paul acquired during his stay in the Demon Continent. At the behest of the two Kishirikas, Atofe had 'collected' female demons from more than a dozen rare and declining tribes to allow him to acquire their traits. There was even a member of the 'King Slime' race mixed in, integrating with the attributes of the Immortal Demon Tribe to give Paul a pseudo-amorphous body.
In an effort to familiarize himself with the aforementioned trait, Paul was standing in front of a standing mirror in nothing but his skivvies, willfully altering the structure of his face and body. A thick layer of sweat covered him from head to toe, but Paul kept going despite the pain of having his nerves and musculoskeletal structure rearranged.
Fortunately, while Paul focused intently on controlling his powers, he had Noelle dutifully wiping away his sweat. His half-naked form caused a red hue to stain her cheeks, but she maintained a fairly calm and professional demeanor as she dabbed his brow and chest with a cool towel.
After compressing and increasing the density of his bones and muscles, Paul looked a little more like the fifteen-year-old boy he was supposed to be. Unfortunately, the moment he lost his focus, he experienced a painful rebound as his body reverted to its original form.
To avoid screaming aloud, Paul grit his teeth and inhaled a sharp breath. The pain was fleeting, thanks to his enhanced regeneration, but for a brief moment, it felt like all the skin on his body had been ripped off. Afterward, literal steam exuded from his pores as his internal temperature shot up to more than a hundred degrees Celsius.
Fortunately, while an internal temperature of 103&deg;C would have been fatal to an ordinary human, Paul could even soak in Atofe's 'boiling blood pond' without experiencing too much discomfort due to his affinity with Fire and Pyro Energy. Murata was nearly as voracious as Venti, both in bed and on the battlefield, so flames and heat were among the things Paul feared the least.
Exhaling a steamy sigh that caused a layer of condensation to cover the mirror's surface, Paul groaned, "I should wait until I visit the north before attempting this kind of training..."
Accepting the fresh towel offered by Noelle, Paul wiped away the sweat from his face before heading over and submerging in the nearby ice bath. His entrance produced a loud hissing sound and a tremendous plume of steam, but it settled fairly quickly as his temperature decreased to a fairly normal level.
"You've worked hard. Would you like me to cradle your head and face in my bosom?" asked the icy-haired woman across from Paul, the source of the frigid waters.
Adopting a faint smile, Paul opened his eyes to meet Eula's gaze, asking, "Have I ever refused such an invitation?"
"I suppose not," replied Eula, returning a smile before spreading her arms invitingly. Her breasts were fairly modest, but their shape, combined with Eula's snowy complexion, gave them an irresistible allure.
"Ah..."
As Paul's head was still a bit warm, Eula was startled when he abruptly face-planted into her breasts. However, instead of pushing or pulling away from him, she embraced his head and rested her cheek against his crown, remarking, "You're so warm..." in a whispering tone.
Instead of pointing out that Eula's tits were like satiny bags of ice, Paul responded by hugging her waist and drawing her closer tower him. His actions nearly caused them to submerge beneath the icy water, but Eula didn't protest. Instead, she closed her eyes and spread her legs, placing herself in a precarious position if not for Paul's briefs.
As tempted as he was by Eula's actions, Paul eventually released his hold on her waist and sat upright. His resistance to the cold wasn't nearly as high as his other tolerances, so it was difficult for him to get excited when his balls were shriveling up like dried persimmons.
Returning to his original position on the opposite end of the tub, Paul asked Eula and Noelle the question they had been expecting since earlier that morning, specifically, "Tell me, Eula, Noelle, is there anything I could be doing to make you happier?"
Having prepared her answer in advance, Eula responded by closing her eyes and stating, "Once things calm down, I would like to establish a new Lawrence Clan. Ningguang intends to establish a new Mondstadt in the western region of Teyvat, so I would like to continue my family's legacy there. This time, we will not make the same mistakes..."
Realizing that Eula was essentially asking him to impregnate her, albeit in the 'distant' future, Paul's brows perked up. He knew quite a few of the girls were concerned with having children, but he didn't expect Eula to be one of them. However, considering she should be around 27-28, it wasn't too surprising. Even in the world of Genshin Impact, 28 was pretty late to start a family.
Nodding his head, Paul asserted, "I will obviously support you. Just let me know when you're ready." in a decisive tone.
Returning a nod of her own, a faint smile developed across Eula's face as she replied, "I shall." with a hint of gratitude in her voice. She never once thought Paul would refuse her, but it was still a relief hearing him declare his support without hesitation...
Seeing the 'relief' in Eula's two-toned, purple-gold eyes, Paul felt his heart skip a beat. He had always considered himself fortunate to have such a cool and breathtakingly beautiful girl among his women, but that one look was enough to make his mind completely blank, his expression becoming one of stupefied awe.
Amused by Paul's reaction, Eula's faint smile became marginally more prominent as she closed her eyes and said, "I believe there is still one more person waiting to answer your question..."
Coming to his senses, Paul promptly shifted his attention to Noelle, an awkward smile developing across his face as he scratched the back of his head. Fortunately, Noelle didn't seem to mind his momentary distraction, smiling as she said, "If each of us is allowed to make a request, I would like to become an official Knight and the leader of an Order that protects Master's family and loved ones. I enjoy being a Maid, but being an official Knight has always been my dream."
Regaining his composure, Paul nodded his head and said, "Sure. With my status as the King's Greatsword, I doubt His Majesty will have a problem with me establishing an Order or two. We can even call it the Knights of Favonius if you want."
Catching Paul by surprise, Noelle shook her head, a mischievous glimmer appearing in her pale green eyes as she revealed, "After discussing the matter with Lady Jean, we already came up with a few names we thought might be suitable."
Raising his brows, Paul issued a curious "Oh...?" before asking, "And what did you come up with?"
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Noelle nearly caused Paul to perform a spit take as she answered, "Rose Fourreau, meaning Pink Scabbards. Since we would be an all-female Knight Order serving Master Paul, we concluded it would be best to choose something a little on the nose."
Feeling a sudden urge to laugh, Paul did exactly that. With his nickname being the King's Greatsword, it wasn't difficult to intuit why the girls had chosen to call themselves scabbards. Fortunately, no one but themselves would know the true meaning behind the name of their Order. To the rest of the world, they would be the Rose Fourreau; an all-female group filled to the brim with elite Swordswomen and Mages.
Nodding his head several times, Paul couldn't help smiling as he said, "I love it. Once we get back, I'll petition the King as soon as possible. He'll probably ask for something in return but just leave that to me. I won't rest until the Rose Fourreau becomes a reality."
Bowing low and respectfully, Noelle's smile became especially prominent as she replied, "Then I shall do my best to become one of Master's finest scabbards..."
Understanding the not-so-hidden meaning of Noelle's words, Paul's eyes glistened with a hungry light, compelling him to rise from the tub and say, "I'll make sure of it..."
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Since he didn't want to be accused of playing favorites, Paul eventually asked each of his women what he could do to make them happy. Most of them had fairly straightforward requests, like Venti wanting to have more sex, while others had more demanding appeals. Klee, in particular, asked if he could summon her mother, so Paul had little choice but to prepare for what he anticipated to be his biggest gacha spree ever.
Fortunately, while there were a few other 'big' requests, Klee's was the only one Paul was genuinely concerned about. Xinyan wanted to open a music studio, Xiangling wanted to open a restaurant, and Ghislaine asked if they could transfer some of the flora, fauna, and soil of the Great Forest to Teyvat. These were all fairly easy to achieve, so Paul promised to make them a reality. Far more troublesome was the request of Diona, who, after learning he had promised to impregnate Eula, wanted children of her own. Not just one, but 'dozens.'
Though he managed to talk Diona down from a few dozen to just two or three, it was a fact that Paul would be fathering many more children than he expected. He had thought that the girls from the Intersection of Fate would wait until the completion of their mission before having kids, but while that was certainly the case at the time of their summoning, time had a way of changing people's mentalities. With more than a hundred years until Laplace's resurrection, they needed something more than training to occupy their time.
Including Barbara, though he had yet to ask her directly, Paul had agreed to have children with a total of five women. Eula and Diona were the most eager, but Jean and Lilia had also expressed an interest in having at least one child. The latter was initially surprised when Paul asked her the same question as the other girls, but she eventually summoned the courage to make two requests. She wanted a child of her own but wanted to hold off until everyone else had given birth.
Though none of them treated her as their 'lesser,' Lilia had developed a bit of an inferiority complex due to how talented and beautiful everyone from the Intersection of Fate was. She managed to step into the realm of a Saint thanks to the Dendro Vision given to her by Paul, but that did little to bolster her confidence. Rather, it caused her to feel even more indebted to him.
Similar to her novel and anime counterparts, Lilia was a 'very' obstinant woman. When Paul absolved her of her responsibilities as a Maid and told her to do as she pleased, she abruptly gave up on her sword training and focused entirely on taking care of him. He thought this was because she was afraid of being 'discarded,' but after discussing the matter with Lilia directly, she informed him that serving him is what gave her life meaning. From the moment he informed her of his foreknowledge and entrusted her with the truth about the IoF, she resolved to serve him for the rest of her life. She may have been just a little girl when she made that vow, but she intended to see it through until the end...
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(A/N: I guess this means we'll be seeing Aisha at some point in the future O w O...)

After another long night, extending well into the morning, Paul was enjoying a short rest as he waited for Baroness Lawrence to arrive. The latter had agreed to meet him within the Inn's lounge, so he was lazing about on one of the sofas, absentmindedly caressing Yae in her petite fox form.
*tok* *tok* *tok*
Following the gentle rattle, the voice of Noelle could be heard stating, "Baroness Lawrence and her escort have arrived."
Rising to his feet, Paul relocated to the head of the rectangular dining table while Yae made herself comfortable near his feet. Only then did he respond, "Send her in." in a curt, authoritative tone.
With Paul's permission, Christina, wearing an expensive-looking pantsuit, made her way into the room. Accompanying her was a remarkably short girl with similarly pink hair styled in a ponytail. She had on a pink, fur-lined crop-top, baggy shorts, a thick waistcoat, oversized gloves, and leather sabatons, but the thing that stood out the most was her gigantic ax. The shaft was nearly as long as she was tall, and the head was at least 80cm across.
Noticing the surprise on Paul's face, Baroness Lawrence placed her hand on the much shorter girl's head, rustling her hair as she said, "This is my close friend and bodyguard, Rarona Labrys. As I'm sure you've guessed, she's a Dwarf."
Batting away Baroness Lawrence's hand, Rarona retorted, "Who's your friend? I'm only here because I didn't feel like being treated as a breeder to bolster my people's numbers. Don't get ahead of yourself."
Disregarding Rarona's retort, Baroness Lawrence mused, "As you can see, we're close enough to banter like childhood friends. Thank you for letting her participate in today's meeting."
Waving his hand, Paul said, "Go ahead and take a seat. I'm not really pressed for time, but there are other things I could be doing right now. Let's get to the reason for your visit."
Following Paul's suggestion, Baroness Lawrence took a seat at the opposite end of the table. Rarona stood behind her and off to the side like a proper bodyguard, but she had a disinterested look as she scanned her surroundings and eyed the nearby hearth.
Leaning forward slightly with linked fingers, Baroness Lawrence revealed the reason for her visit, stating, "I wanted to meet Sir Paul for a multitude of reasons. First and foremost, I wished to see what kind of person could win the heart of 'that' woman. Secondly, I wished to get closer to the man who serves as the spiritual backbone of our operation. I figured that if I could gain your favor, I could improve my position and accrue an even greater fortune. There are quite a number of additional reasons, but those are the main three."
Raising his brows, Paul remarked, "I gathered as much during the auction, but you're as bold as you are beautiful. If I weren't already enthralled with more than fifty women, I might have jumped at the opportunity to be your suitor."
Though it was very slight, Paul noticed Baroness Lawrence's eye twitch when he mentioned being entangled with more than fifty women. Such a number wasn't insurmountable, but if she wanted to secure a position at the 'top,' it would take tremendous time and effort.
Adopting a business-like smile, Baroness Lawrence remarked, "That's quite the amount. It's a testament to your capacity as a man that you're able to keep so many without any serious issues. Have you no intentions of marrying?"
"That's for them to decide," replied Paul. "All I really know how to do is train, fight, and make promises. I leave everything else to people far more capable than myself."
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Baroness Lawrence pointed out, "Staying alive and knowing how to delegate are two of the most important qualities for any good leader. If it were possible to handle everything alone, there would be no need for Emperors, Kings, and Generals to have Counselors, Ministers, and Knights."
"And where do you see yourself in that equation?" asked Paul.
Sitting back in her chair, Baroness Lawrence closed her eyes and replied, "I simply never wish to be at the mercy of people who willfully ruin others and then expect them to be 'grateful' for the opportunities they provide..."
Opening her eyes, Baroness Lawrence asked, "Is Sir Paul familiar with my family's situation?"
"Only the basics," replied Paul. "I know your family was nearly ruined by a Viscount who was later dealt with by Lady Fontaine. I never pried into the specifics."
Nodding her head, Baroness Lawrence appended, "A dungeon opened in one of the depleted mines my family used as collateral. Because of that, the Viscount in question tried to force us to hand it over, not to repay our debts, but to cover the 'interest.' When my father refused, the Viscount joined hands with several other families and the Adventurer's Guild to put pressure on us until we eventually collapsed..."
Interrupting the explanation, Paul asked, "Why didn't they use a Platinum Coin to acquire the mine? Better yet, why didn't your family sell the rights to the Adventurer's Guild? If I recall correctly, even an F-Rank Dungeon is valued at around 40,000AGC."
Since the structure of a Dungeon contained trace amounts of orichalcum, mithril, and other rare minerals, even F-Rank Dungeons could yield a fortune to those with the means to process them. The downside was that unless you owned the land before the Dungeon appeared, it automatically fell under the jurisdiction of the Adventurer's Guild.
Adopting a faint smile, Baroness Lawrence remarked, "It seems you aren't too familiar with Milishion's laws and the many loopholes therein. Articles and property used as collateral cannot be acquired using Platinum Coins. As such, most families offer the deeds to their primary estates and many of their most important assets as collateral when taking loans. As for why my family didn't sell the Dungeon to the Adventurer's Guild...they couldn't afford it."
Blinking in surprise, Paul was prompted to ask what Baroness Lawrence meant when the latter beat him to the punch, her expression containing a hint of melancholy as she revealed, "The rank of the Dungeon in question was S, effectively making it priceless. More importantly, as it was used as collateral, we couldn't simply sell it at our convenience..."
"Ah..."
Realizing the real reason behind House Lawrence's fall, Paul's expression morphed into a frown. Dungeons that fell under the ownership of a group or organization needed to be regulated and patrolled by their own people. Failure to keep the Dungeon in check could lead to all kinds of fines and penalties, ultimately culminating in the Dungeon being seized to 'protect' the local populace. In other words, the enemies of House Lawrence just needed to wait, and the family would eventually be ruined.
Nodding her head, Baroness Lawrence's tone was somber as she said, "Indeed. We managed to hold out for seven years and even resorted to sealing off the Dungeon's entrance, but the monsters within eventually broke free. The resultant monster wave killed hundreds, but despite most of the victims being people we hired to stem the outbreak, my father and eldest brother were held responsible and executed. After that, well, let's just say there were a lot of greedy and outright wicked people seeking to benefit from my family's destruction. If not for the grace of Lady Fontaine and the backing of our mutual friend, I would have been lucky to become a simple slave."
Contrasting the severity of her words, Baroness Lawrence regained her usual smile. She wasn't looking for sympathy, pity, or consolation, so before Paul could respond, she said, "And that's what brings us here. A few other things happened along the way, but I've never been the type to dwell on the past. Rather, now that I've been given the opportunity, I intend to keep rising until there's nothing but clear skies and an endless horizon in my view."
Pointing at Paul's face, confidence burst from Baroness Lawrence like a battle aura as she asserted, "That's where you come in. With the power at your behest, it's only a matter of time before you stand at the pinnacle of this world. I may not be able to compare to 'that' woman, but I'm certain I can meet your expectations. Lend me your support, and I'll one day hand you the entire Milis Continent on a silver platter."
Though she might not be able to pull it off with her natural lifespan, Baroness Lawrence was confident she could conquer all of Milishion if given a Vision. Her and Paul's mutual acquaintance, Ningguang, had told her the only way to acquire one was by receiving the former's favor. Thus, in exchange for eternal life and various other benefits, Baroness Lawrence was prepared to yield him everything but her ambitions...
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As he wasn't sure what Ningguang had planned for Milishion, Paul told Baroness Lawrence, who later asked him to call her Christina, that he could only make a decision after discussing the matter with the relevant parties. That included the girls traveling with him, so he eventually saw her and Rarona off after promising they would meet again before his departure.
"Your popular phase is never-ending," mused Yae, having returned to her human.
Shaking his head, Paul's voice was uncharacteristically calm as he replied, "She simply sees me as a means to an end. I don't mind, but I'm no longer willing to jump through hoops for every woman with a sob story. I already have enough problems dealing with the politics of the Asura Kingdom. I'm not in a hurry to become entangled with those of Milishion..."
Moving closer to Paul, Yae nestled her head against his shoulder and whispered, "You've grown..." in a wistful tone. "If it was before your stay in the Demon Continent, you might have been convinced to marry her on the spot. I'm proud of you..."
Resisting the urge to scrunch his brows or roll his eyes, Paul gave Yae's butt a light smack and said, "I already have a mom. I don't need another one..."
Spurred by Paul's words, Yae grabbed his arm and gazed up at him with her electro-purple eyes, musing, "You'll need to do more than smacking my bottom to convince me. We both know how close you and your mother are..."
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Unable to refute Yae's words, Paul fell silent for several seconds before surprising her with a princess carry. He had nearly 'forgotten' about how intimate Asuran Noblewomen were with their sons, but Yae's words had brought the memories rushing back. Thus, even though it was the middle of the day, he intended to 'punish' her thoroughly...
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Observing the departure of Christine and Rarona from his perch more than a dozen kilometers away, a skull-faced man wearing an eyepatch mused, "That boy is remarkably popular, isn't he? At this rate, you won't get a chance to show your skills."
Furrowing her brows, a petite, red-haired woman with distinct demonic horns protruding from her shadowy hood retorted, "You're not faring any better, Sir Death God..."
Shrugging his shoulders, the Death God, Randolph Marianne, replied, "His security is even tighter than a traveling monarch's. At this rate, a head-on approach might be our only option."
"Our?" questioned the red-haired woman. "My job was to seduce and leave him vulnerable. If you intend to attack them head-on, count me out."
"Are you sure that's the wise?" asked Randolph. "If you don't at least try to attack them, those bastards from the Church really will hunt you down. As a halfling, you don't enjoy the same protections as the other members of your species. Isn't that why you became an assassin in the first place?"
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Instead of responding to Randolph's words, the red-haired half-succubus furrowed her brows and lowered her gaze. The real reason she became an assassin was because the man who purchased her happened to work for a criminal guild. However, as Randolph pointed out, that was only possible due to her mixed blood. Succubus Slaves weren't unheard of, but if it were discovered that one was being imprisoned against their will, it would lead to an international incident.
Understanding she didn't have a lot of options, the red-haired assassin raised her head to meet Randolph's singular eye, asking, "What do you need me to do...?"
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(A/N: Christina is a woman of conviction o_o...)

Following a seven-hour 'session,' Paul and Varuna were relaxing in a large tub when the latter noted, "You seem distracted. Is something troubling you?"
With Varuna straddling him and staring directly into his eyes, Paul didn't beat around the bush, answering, "Yes, though it isn't anything serious. I was just thinking about my homecoming. I wasn't particularly close with my kids, but I can't help worrying about them..."
Though he still had misgivings about his son being a reincarnated otaku, Paul chose to believe in Aiden. More to the point, he believed in the man Aiden or, more accurately, Rudeus had become in the original Mushoku Tensei. He may have been an incorrigible pervert, but he was still a good person who cared about his family, friends, and loved ones to the point of fighting against the world's strongest entities to protect them.
Adopting a faint smile, Varuna's tone was uncharacteristically soft as she said, "You shouldn't worry too much. If Aiden is who we believe him to be, he must have a powerful fate. His proficiency with Earth, Water, and Spirit Magic is a testament to that fact."
Nodding his head, Paul adopted a faint smile of his own as he replied, "I know. That's why I said it wasn't anything serious. If anything, I'm more concerned about our father-son relationship than the trials he's bound to face. I'm not exactly a great father figure..."
Shaking her head, Varuna became serious as she asserted, "You're wrong. There's more to being a parent than constant vigilance and oversight. You may not have been there from the moment of their birth, but you've gone to great lengths to ensure they are protected and able to pursue a path of their choosing. In this world, that makes you exceptional..."
Punctuating her words, Varuna linked her arms around Paul's shoulders and gave him a deep, passionate kiss. She held the 'old-fashioned' belief that mothers were primarily responsible for rearing children, so she didn't believe Paul had done anything wrong. To that end, she harbored a deep appreciation for Paul's mother and a fair amount of disdain for Reida...
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As it would have been suspicious for them to stay the night, Paul, Jean, Klee, and Noelle departed the Fontaine Estate around 9:40 PM. By then, Klee could barely keep her eyes open, so Paul held her in a koala hold, gently caressing her back as Varuna's carriage ferried them back to the Inn.
Catching Paul a little off guard, Jean broke a fairly lengthy silence by saying, "I wanted to apologize and thank you. In hindsight, I realized my words complicated matters unnecessarily. I-"
Shaking his head, Paul's expression and tone were soft as he said, "It's fine. I would never rebuke you for being true to yourself. I will, however, accept your gratitude. Just not right now."
Seeing Paul punctuate his words with a wink, a faint but noticeable blush spread through Jean's cheeks. It appeared she wouldn't be getting much sleep that evening...
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With little else to discuss, Paul, Jean, and Noelle sat in silence the rest of the way to the Inn. Most of the girls had gone to sleep, but Ganyu, Ei, and Yae were still awake, gathered around the hearth on night watch.
Waiting near the room's entrance, Ganyu, wearing her characteristically sleepy smile, offered a slight bow before saying, "Welcome back, Master. Did you enjoy your visit to the Fontaine Estate?"
Interjecting before Paul could respond, Yae teased, "You're back early. Did you miss us~?"
Without missing a beat, Paul responded, "I would be lying if I said I didn't." before handing Klee over to Ganyu. She immediately understood his intentions, so after a brief exchange of glances, she dutifully carried Klee off to her room while Paul made his way over to the hearth, taking a seat in a high-backed leather chair.
"Does Master still require my services?" asked Noelle.
Though he was tempted to accept, Paul shook his head, answering, "Get some rest. I'll more than likely have you accompany me tomorrow, so take it easy tonight."
Bowing her head, Noelle replied, "Understood." before rising to her full height and adding, "Good night, Master."
With Noelle promptly departing the room, Yae didn't hesitate to tease, "Is it just me, or did she seem disappointed~?"
Instead of responding to Yae's teasing, Paul gave his left thigh a few light slaps, indicating where Jean should plant her pert and perfectly sculpted posterior. The presence of Yae and Ei made her feel a little apprehensive, but she eventually sat down and made herself comfortable by leaning into his chest.
Planting his hand on Jean's left ass cheek, Paul allowed it to rest there as he surprised everyone by asking, "Are the three of you happy with the way things are? And even if you are, is there anything I could be doing to make you happier...?"
Reacting almost immediately, Ei adopted a resolute look as she replied, "I am perfectly content with the current state of affairs. I greatly anticipate the day our mission reaches its conclusion, but I no longer feel the same sense of urgency I had when I was first summoned."
Piggybacking off of Ei's words, Yae added, "I'm also fairly content with the way things are. If there's anything I would change, it would be our constant traipsing about. I'm not against traveling, but I prefer to stay in one place. Once we settle down, I plan to open a publishing house like the one I had back in Inazuma."
Nodding his head in approval, Paul remarked, "This world would certainly benefit from having more books," before shifting his attention to Jean. She had yet to respond, so he was curious to hear what she had to say.
Feeling as though she had been put on the spot, an embarrassed smile developed across Jean's face as she replied, "Long ago, I used to think the most important thing was completing our mission. I was willing to do whatever it took to that end, but my thoughts have since changed. Seeing you work so hard to ease our burdens..."
Unable to properly convey her feelings, Jean's words gradually trailed off as her complexion reddened. Nearly ten years prior, she was prepared to 'force' herself to fall in love with Paul. Now, after watching him grow and getting to know the type of man he was, she genuinely couldn't imagine a life without him.
Sparring Jean the need to explain herself, Paul began moving the hand he had resting on her bottom, his eyes narrowed into a smoldering look as he whispered, "You're so fucking adorable..."
Swallowing hard, Jean averted her eyes and muttered, "Language..." in a nearly inaudible tone. This gave Paul an overwhelming urge to tease her, but he was forestalled by Yae musing, "Ah, to be young~" with a distinctly vulpine smile.
Meeting the mischievous pinkette's gaze, Paul ceased beating around the bush, revealing, "Jean and I will be retiring to my room shortly. Would the two of you like to join us?"
Speaking for herself and Ei, Yae narrowed her electro-purple eyes and teased, "You little scoundrel. Are you asking us to neglect our duty to play around~?"
Without waiting for Paul to respond, Yae intentionally wiggled her droopy, fox-like ears and added, "Sounds like fun~" in a sultry tone. Then, pulling Ei's hand, she rose from the sofa she was lounging on and scampered out of the room in advance. Paul and Jean followed soon after, but not before meeting each other's gaze and sharing a chaste but lasting kiss...
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Feeling a familiar sensation enveloping his dick, Paul opened his eyes to find Yae in the midst of relieving his morning wood. She could barely take in more than half his total length due to the angle, but the weak electro-energy she infused into her tongue caused Paul's toes to curl as shivers spread through his body.
*Sluuur-pop*
Noticing Paul's reaction, Yae ceased sucking him off and gazed up at him with her characteristically vulpine smile, her lips close enough to tickle his glans as she playfully mused, "Good afternoon, sleepyhead. Tell me, were you having a pleasant dream~?"
After a moment of pause, Paul extended his hand to caress Yae's silky smooth and somewhat fluffy hair as he replied, "I prefer the reality I just woke up to..."
Narrowing her eyes into a squint, Yae gave the tip of Paul's dick a quick lick before remarking, "That was the correct answer..." Then, instead of continuing her blowjob, she sat up and positioned herself so that Paul's shaft was sandwiched between her steamy vulva.
Catching Paul a little off guard, Yae said, "I was thinking about what you said last night. You know, the whole asking us what you could do to make us happier?"
Though alarms began sounding in his mind, Paul's previously ravenous expression gave way to a calm yet serious countenance as he said, "Go on..." while staring directly into Yae's eyes.
Maintaining her vulpine smile, Yae caressed Paul's muscular chest with the nail of her index finger as she whispered, "Look at you...so serious..."
Preempting Paul's response, Yae gave him a shallow cut as she revealed, "Sorry to disappoint, but I have no interest in becoming a mother just yet. What I want is for you to take better care of Ei. She isn't like Venti, Varuna, and Murata. She isn't going to demand your attention, so you have to give it to her of your own accord. Can you do that for me...?"
Sliding her hips forward so that the tip of Paul's cock was nestled near the entrance of her pussy, Yae waited for him to open his mouth before adjusting her position and accepting his full length in a single motion. She already knew how he would respond, so she began rocking her hips with the finesse of a dancer as she said, "Actions speak louder than words..."
Demonstrating her point, Yae placed her hands against Paul's abdomen and started raising and lowering her hips with vigor. She usually left the more intensive movements to Paul, but that didn't mean she couldn't go on the offensive. Rather, since it was just the two of them, Yae felt like giving Paul a taste of her 'true' self...
Responding to her intentions, Yae's electro-purple eyes began to glow as nine tails unfurled behind her. She maintained her human appearance, but her features became sharper and more vulpine as the nails on her fingers and toes elongated. A sakura pink hue framed her eyes, but the change that caught Paul's attention was her ivory white canines, reminiscent of a vampire's fangs.
Though she was slowed by the weight and undulation of her tails, Yae's movements gained an extra 'oomph' that was greatly appreciated by Paul. He could have done without her nails digging into his chest and abdomen, but it wasn't the first time he had sustained an injury during sex. Atofe had outright shattered his pelvis during a particularly intense session, so Paul just grinned, supported Yae's waist, and matched her movements.
Feeling it a lot more than usual, Yae was about to kick things up a notch when the door to Paul's room abruptly blasted open. She and Paul were so focused on the moment that they had completely lowered their guards. Fortunately, they managed to avoid the worst-case scenario as the person who burst into the room was Diona, exclaiming, "We sent you to wake him up, not fool around! Now hurry up and get dressed! Everyone's waiting so we can eat lunch together...!"
Without waiting for the duo to respond, Diona issued an indignant 'hmph!' before leaving the room and slamming the door behind her. In her wake, an awkward atmosphere began to permeate the room, but it was quickly dashed as Yae met Paul's gaze and mused, "Looks like we need to speed things up..." before clamping down on his cock like a vice...
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(A/N: Yae has a wild side O w O...)

Chapter 217: Leisure