48. Peach Garden Resolution.

“Eek!”

 

A vein mark popped on Moae’s head.

 

“Please listen properly! I’m serious, you know!”

“I’m serious too. Look here. I hypothesized that every marshmallow would have a white clump of semen inside, but when I actually split them open, there was nothing like that. So, the absurd hypothesis you’ve made is meaningless.”

“The hypothesis Mom made has no basis at all, you know!”

“Yeah, neither do you.”

“Hmph. I presented proper grounds, you know.”

“Where’s it proper? That’s the bigger question.”

“Since that human is a lecher who has reached divinity, it’s possible that I, who possess beauty that has reached divinity, am a true incarnation of a god!”

“Yeah. No.”

 

Cutting off her daughter’s argument simply, Seorae brought another marshmallow to her mouth.

Her cheeks, puffed up and chewing, were as cute as a girl’s.

 

“You’re really someone I can’t communicate with. I didn’t know Mom was so 4-D.”

“Keulkeul!”

 

How absurd must it have been to cause her to choke.

She pounded her stuffy chest and coughed wildly.

 

“You…you shouldn’t say things like that!”

 

To be told she’s a 4-D person that can’t be communicated with by none other than Moae.

 

“I’m a normal person.”

“….”

 

Seorae wore a dumbfounded expression.

She’s the daughter she gave birth to, but she has a mental world that she can’t understand at all.

 

‘It’s a relief that Soy is around…if I had only given birth to this one, May would have been ruined.’

 

In that instant, Soy felt fiercely pretty.

 

“Alright, now go back. If you have nothing to do, then get pregnant or something. When are you going to do it?”

“P, pregnant?”

“Come to think of it, didn’t you say you’d bear our Jagi’s child before?”

“Hmph, you remember quite old stories well…that’s not it! I only said that to that human???”

“Aran and I are one in body and mind, you see.”

“Ugh…! Don’t tell me that human!!”

“Anyway, time has passed in one-year increments since then, so why is there no news? Are you infertile too?”

“I’m not.”

“Or did you decide not to have one because sex is too good?”

“Do you think I’m Mom?!”

“You’re my daughter. It’s possible.”

“It’s not.”

 

Moae turned her head away with a hmph.

A pinkish blush spread across her cheeks.

 

“Well, if you suddenly get pregnant when that bitch (Iliana) is infertile, there might be a knife fight.”

“T, that’s right. That’s what it is.”

“You don’t necessarily have to anyway. Soy said she’d remain the Eternal Emperor. There’s no need to give birth to a child. Just enjoy sex.”

“…Is that something a mother should say to her daughter?”

“Why? What’s wrong with it? It’s the greatest blessing.”

“…Disqualified.”

“Do you think you’re qualified?”

 

Neither side yields a single word.

Indeed, like mother, like daughter.

 

 

 

+++

 

 

 

“That’s what it is. What do you think?”

 

Moae, who made some sort of announcement at a gathering of Aran’s wives, proudly puffed out her chest.

 

Her dignified pose was admirable on one hand, but her large breasts swayed, exuding a strange sexiness.

 

“Hmm…certainly…it’s a bit like that, isn’t it?”

 

The first woman to answer was Theodora.

She nodded her head and understood.

 

 

What Moae brought up was none other than ‘Iliana and pregnancy.’

It’s nothing grand or anything.

 

It’s a suggestion to refrain from getting pregnant for the time being for Iliana, who was struck by the shock of infertility.

 

In other words, she brought up the same thing Seorae had just brought up.

 

“But did Princess Disease really come up with this?”

“I did?”

“Hmm….”

 

Hancock stared with suspicious eyes.

 

“W, what is it?”

 

She turned her head slightly to the side, as if feeling guilty.

 

“No…Princess Disease wouldn’t think of someone like that.”

“I agree.”

 

Lamias, Hancock’s nemesis, shook her black hair and nodded.

 

“Ugh! Why don’t you believe me?!”

“That’s not it, Princess Disease. Because I know Princess Disease well and believe in the usual Princess Disease, I can’t believe what you’re saying today.”

“Or have we been misunderstanding Moae-ssi all this time?”

“Hmph.”

 

Moae snorted.

 

“You’re really lacking people.”

 

Ppajik.

 

Vein marks popped on three people at the same time.

 

“Well, there’s no need to be disappointed. I’m light, so it’s natural that ordinary people can’t see me properly.”

“What is she saying….”

“Just like you’ve misunderstood me so far, you can misunderstand me today too. But I’m always me. I’m Moae, the most beautiful woman in all creation.”

“Shut up. Narcissist.”

“Narcissist? I’m just stating the facts. Misunderstandings are piling up like this again.”

“Is that all? Stacks of getting beat up are piling up too.”

“Oh my, how lewd. As expected, those without breasts….”

“What did you say?!”

“Ah. I’m sorry. I’d like to give you some of my overflowing beauty and fullness if I could, but unfortunately, it’s impossible. Give up.”

“Puhup! Even Moae-ssi is making fun of Gonyu-ssi. Oh my, oh my. How did our Dragon Princess become like this?”

“…Shut up, Cow Tits.”

“…Doesn’t it feel like the topic has changed?”

 

Theodora stepped in to stop the increasingly fierce(?) atmosphere.

 

“Let’s continue with what we were talking about. Honestly, I can’t believe Moae-ssi came up with this idea herself, but let’s believe it.”

“What? What do you mean???”

“Ooh. As expected of Doraji. Pretending to be innocent while packing in all the damage she can, a dealer of demonic charm.”

“W, what are you saying.”

“But I agree with the opinion itself.”

 

Lamias spoke slightly cautiously. After all, dragons have the supreme task of collecting Aran’s semen(?) to give birth to children, so it’s difficult to answer easily.

 

“As a dragon, I have to contribute to the reproduction of the race…but honestly, it seems to be fizzling out…and there’s plenty of time anyway….”

“Tch. Waiting a few years isn’t a big deal, is it? I’m a dragon, after all.”

“Come to think of it, I became a dragon too. Why did I become such a hideous race?”

“What, you wanna go?”

“I’m already the ultimate beauty just by existing…I feel like something’s mixed in.”

“Ohohoho. A human claiming to be the goddess of beauty has finally lost her mind, Narcissist.”

“…Why do you keep calling me Narcissist? Please call me Princess Disease like you used to. Narcissist sounds like you’re insulting me.”

“….”

 

Hancock had the words ‘Princess Disease isn’t a good meaning either’ rising to her throat, but she held it back.

 

“Isn’t it time to stop the childish fights?”

 

Theodora, who used to mediate whenever a fight broke out, played that role once again.

 

“Childish fight? This is a matter of pride???”

“It’s childish from the moment pride is involved.”

“Wow. I really hate it.”

 

Hancock turned her head and clicked her tongue with a tsk.

Then, she quickly returned to a normal expression and threw out a new word.

 

“But postponing pregnancy for Iliana-ssi…it sounds good, but you know.”

“?”

 

The three women stared with questions.

 

“Did you guys even have any intention of getting pregnant?”

“….”

 

In that instant, the women’s mouths closed.

 

“You didn’t, did you?”

“N, no I did.”

 

Only Moae barely answered.

 

“Oh my. Princess Disease was going to bear Aran’s child? That’s incredibly unexpected.”

“What’s so unexpected about it?”

“Since Princess Disease is also a considerable sex maniac, I naturally thought you had no intention of getting pregnant while saying ‘Ah~ Sex!'”

“Uwak!! What are you saying!!”

“Isn’t that right?”

“Of course not!!”

“Aww.”

“What’s ‘Aww’!”

“Let’s be honest between us. None of you had any intention of getting pregnant, did you?”

 

Hancock said that while looking at each person one by one.

First, Lamias.

 

“…What are you looking at? Gonyu.”

“Yeah. You have those huge and shameless breasts, so you wouldn’t have any intention of getting pregnant.”

“What kind of logic is that?”

 

Next, Theodora.

 

“Doraji is also that slut’s daughter, so she must be a sex maniac, right? So naturally, pass.”

“Do you want to get hit?”

“Princess Disease is also a slut’s daughter, so she’s a sex maniac…no. Princess Disease is just originally a sex maniac, right?”

“I’m not!!!”

 

Hancock spread her arms.

 

“From the start, there was no need for discussions like this. Because none of us had any intention of getting pregnant!”

“Hmph. Isn’t that just you?”

“Of course it’s me. For shameless days with Sekha, shouldn’t I give up something like pregnancy? Unless I’m going to raise a daughter and do a mother-daughter donburi.”

“Uwek…are you out of your mind????”

Moae made a vomiting gesture.

 

Raising her own daughter and doing a mother-daughter donburi, how could she even imagine something like that.

 

“…What’s the problem? Except for Cow Tits here, we all have the same husband as our mothers.”

“….”

 

She felt like she had a lot to say, but with Moae’s usual lack of eloquence, there was no way to express it.

 

“No…even if that’s the case for us…she’s also Aran-ssi’s own daughter…of course it’s a problem.”

 

Instead, Theodora answered. She wore an even more dumbfounded expression than Moae.

 

“Ah! That’s right. It’s not a mother-daughter donburi.”

“?”

“Since there are also mothers, what is it, a grandmother-daughter donburi?”

“….”

“And if that daughter has another daughter, this time it’sㅡ.”

“I get it, shut up.”

 

Hancock suffered the bandage punishment after a long time. Her whole body was wrapped in bandages like a mummy….