Ch.BONUSEpilogue: The Case of Serena and Christine

“Have you finished preparing to go out, Sister Christine?”

“Yes, Sister Serena. I finished some time ago. What about you, Sister Serena? Have you completed your preparations for going out?”

“I have as well.”

“……”

I stared with a disgruntled expression at Serena and Christine as they exchanged this formal dialogue. Though it seemed like an ordinary conversation, an inexplicable sense of awkwardness was bubbling up everywhere.

They had indeed ended up calling each other sisters, but unlike Charlotte and Olivia’s case, where there had been some incidents along the way, Serena and Christine accepted my request without the slightest hesitation.

When Serena called Olivia and Charlotte “sister,” the recipients themselves had actually shuddered. The same happened when Christine used the term.

My guess was that Serena and Christine’s inherent personalities played a major role. After all, we had already fulfilled a lifelong wish—becoming special to one another.

Above all, since I had declared that I would love them all equally, to those girls, all the wives around me would essentially hold the same position.

‘…And that’s the result right there.’

Though both the process and outcome were supposedly perfect, when brought together, the result somehow seemed awkward and full of dissonance. I couldn’t even begin to guess where things had gone wrong.

“Are you both ready?”

I abruptly cut into the stiff, businesslike conversation between the “sisters.” There was no point in letting this continue as is. I’d have to hope things would gradually improve with time.

Serena and Christine’s expressions instantly brightened as they each attached themselves to my side. Serena subtly interlocked her fingers with mine, while Christine tightly embraced my arm, burying it between her breasts.

This was physical contact neither would have imagined in the past. Christine would have died of heart failure several times over, and Serena would have turned stiffer than stone.

“Where shall we go today, my deity?”

“Well, we’ve already seen most places, so I haven’t decided on anything specific. We’ll just wander around.”

“Yes, as you wish.”

“What about you, Serena? Is there anywhere special you’d like to go?”

Serena, who had been rubbing my interlocked hand against her cheek to savor its warmth, startled at my question, lowered her arm, and cleared her throat.

“…There’s nowhere in particular, my lord. Wherever you go is where I shall follow.”

Neither of them has changed in this regard. I created a hand with mana and gently stroked her head. A heated moan—”Huaah”—escaped from her slightly parted lips.

“Let’s head out now.”

After spending our first night in the world I created following our marriage, Charlotte, who had returned to her role as Charlotte de Gargantua, Queen of the Kingdom, first proclaimed her marriage throughout the realm.

And she also designated a total of five days as an official kingdom holiday—the wedding day itself plus two days before and after.

At first, there was quite a bit of grumbling.

While she had already dropped the bombshell announcement about having someone promised for the future, she had simply dismissed the major event of the queen’s marriage as having been conducted privately where no one knew.

For the nobles who had been anxiously preparing all sorts of wedding gifts in anticipation of when Charlotte would marry, this news must have been like a bolt from the blue.

Moreover, coupled with complaints that the designated holiday period was too long, things were rocky during the initial implementation. As a bonus, several nobles who irritated Charlotte lost their heads in the process.

But in the end, time resolved everything.

After about five years, merchants who smelled profit began creating products specifically for the marriage anniversary holiday, and after about ten years, people generally adopted the attitude of “it’s a festival, so let’s just enjoy it.”

Now, forty years after that ten-year mark, there was nothing more to say. Apparently, it was a day when businesses related to the queen’s marriage anniversary flourished.

The entire kingdom was intensely curious about whom Charlotte had married, but no one was bold enough to ask the Blood Queen that question. Even if someone had been, they would soon cease to exist.

For reference, the reason the holiday lasted five days was supposedly so I could enjoy one day with each of them and then handle all of them together on the last day.

‘Enjoying with them… the expression is a bit…’

I reconsidered my thoughts. Well, perhaps it wasn’t wrong. No matter how we spent our days, we always ended up finishing in bed at night.

“Hey, hey! You there, sir with the pretty ladies! Want to get matching accessories for you and your lovers?”

“One of these pills and even a 60-year-old geezer can fly around the bed!”

As we entered the capital, a bustling, noisy atmosphere immediately enveloped us.

It was literally a festival. People crowded the streets everywhere, merchants shouted advertisements for their wares until their throats were raw, and the smell of food permeated the air.

“There are definitely more people than last year, right?”

“Yes, my deity. The number of humans present in this location has increased by 17% compared to previous years. As it is morning now, the numbers will surely increase further by noon.”

Christine answered immediately. That 17% wasn’t just a rough estimate—it was likely an accurate figure based on the exact number of people currently in the capital compared to last year.

I decided to ignore the slightly odd unit she used to count humans.

“…This is going to be impossible to navigate.”

The deeper we went, the more we faced a tsunami of people. Despite my considerable height, I could barely see what the stalls on either side of the road were selling.

At least the perception-inhibiting spells on my body prevented direct jostling with people, but that was the extent of it. Even walking forward was challenging.

Until just last year, it hadn’t been this crowded, but as Christine said, there was a palpable increase in people.

“Leave it to me, my lord.”

Serena drew Wind Shear in her right hand. The flow of air shifted slightly, gathering into the transparent blade in her right hand.

“What are you planning to do?”

“I’ll clear a path.”

Before I could respond, her right hand swung. A sharp, ringing sound—”Chaeng!”—echoed. I wasn’t startled, confident that Serena wouldn’t kill people to clear a path.

The space directly in front of us split in two, revealing a dimension beyond. It was a world mixed with blue and black.

The cut was so clean that the severed plane couldn’t even attempt to repair itself. Serena, who had casually performed this absurd feat, dispersed Wind Shear.

“Shall we enter, my lord? You’ll be able to move comfortably without interference inside.”

I was long past the point of being surprised by such things.

After gently tickling her chin, I stepped inside. Though anyone else who saw this would be shocked beyond belief, no one nearby paid us any attention.

More precisely, their perception was distorted, so they couldn’t pay attention. Even the Archmage of the Magic Tower couldn’t break through the perception-distorting magic cast on us.

The dimension beyond was extremely comfortable. No need to jostle with people, no scorching sun beating down.

Honestly, I wouldn’t have minded mingling with people outside, but Serena and Christine seemed to dislike it.

More accurately, they seemed to dislike the fact that men and women other than us existed in the same space. The declaration not to fight only applied among the wives.

“Ah, that’s a shop I haven’t seen before.”

I suddenly stopped at one spot.

“It wasn’t here until last year, was it?”

“Yes, my deity. It appears to be a new establishment this year.”

“I can guess what they’re selling, but since it’s a new shop, let’s check it out. Could you open a path, Serena?”

“As you command, my lord.”

Serena swung Wind Shear vertically. The dimension immediately split in two. As we emerged through the opening, the sound of people chattering returned.

I took my place at the end of the long line in front of the store, and Serena and Christine followed without complaint. Since we had more than enough time, there was no need to use magic.

“So, how does it taste?”

“It’s an ordinary flavor.”

“The taste is entirely unremarkable, my deity.”

Serena and Christine commented while moving their lips. These were words that would crush the spirit of the shop owner who had succeeded in establishing a place in the capital after fierce competition.

To me, it tasted like something worthy of doing business during the festival period.

Well, this wasn’t an issue with the food but with my wives. Their judgment criteria wasn’t the taste of the food itself but who had prepared it.

If I had cooked it myself, they would probably call even frozen eggplant salad that was essentially food waste a heavenly delicacy.

‘Ugh.’

My body shuddered at the mere thought. Not that I would ever do such a crazy thing to my wives.

“Try this as well.”

As I was chewing the food Serena was feeding me, Christine respectfully offered a wine glass with both hands. Setting aside the fact that we hadn’t bought any drinks, where did the wine glass even come from?

“What’s with the wine?”

“I just made it, my deity.”

“You just made it?”

“Yes, my deity.”

As soon as I heard she had made it, I recalled a past incident with Christine. She had transformed an entire lake into the highest-grade holy water, incidentally eliminating some black blood demons in the process.

Later, she turned the finest wine Charlotte had poured for me into holy water, causing another dispute between them.

‘Well, this must be something similar. If she can make spaghetti taste from carrots, making wine shouldn’t be difficult.’

I took the glass and sipped. The faint scent of alcohol hit my nostrils. As soon as I removed the glass from my lips, Serena offered more food.

After alternating between food and wine for a while, a significant realization struck me.

‘Why aren’t they decreasing?’

Neither the wine in the glass nor the food Serena was feeding me had diminished at all compared to when we started. This wasn’t my imagination—it was literally true.

No wonder it felt like I’d been eating for too long despite the small quantity.

“Don’t just feed me; eat together.”

I extended the wine glass to Serena and Christine, who had somehow shifted from tasting together to just feeding me.

No further explanation was needed. Serena, who understood my intention from my gaze, respectfully took the wine glass. Christine, in turn, took the food Serena had been holding.

Serena placed the wine glass on her left palm and extended her index finger. Blue mana gathered at her fingernail.

—Cheng!

Serena flicked her fingernail slightly. A sharp sound rang out. Moments later, the wine glass split precisely in half.

Including the wine inside.

Serena withdrew her mana after splitting both the glass and its contents simultaneously. The wine in the vertically halved glass sloshed slightly.

Serena took one half of the glass and offered it to Christine. Christine naturally accepted it and shyly sipped the wine inside.

I was accustomed to such scenes, so I took it in stride.

“Shall we get going if you’re done eating?”

“Yes, my lord.”

“As you wish, my deity.”

The meal ended quickly. The wine in the glass disappeared after a few sips, and the food was just a mouthful. So I had been eating that tiny amount for 30 minutes.

As we moved away from the center to the outskirts, the streets became somewhat less crowded. There were still plenty of people, but it wasn’t as densely packed as the central area.

“Ah, there’s nothing to see from here on. Let’s go back.”

I stopped when I recognized the familiar scenery. Beyond this point were streets lined with accommodations for guests. There was no reason to go there unless we intended to rest.

“……”

“……”

But my wives seemed to have different thoughts.

They both glanced at me furtively while eyeing the lodgings. Christine, in particular, was quite blatantly rubbing her thighs together.

Being no stranger to what my wives were thinking, I suddenly grabbed both their buttocks firmly.

“Hup?!”

“Hiyak?!”

Serena gasped in surprise, while Christine let out a cute scream.

I kneaded the buttocks I had grabbed. The hand touching Serena’s felt firm muscle, while the one on Christine’s felt soft fat.

“Aren’t you two being too obvious?”

When I smirked, both of them blushed simultaneously. We had already seen everything there was to see of each other, yet they were still embarrassed despite being the ones who initiated the seduction.

“Do you want to?”

I continued kneading their buttocks while whispering in their ears. Serena trembled and blushed. Christine was already experiencing light climaxes just from having her buttocks massaged.

‘There’s nothing else to see anyway, so might as well do this.’

There were some new shops that seemed to have opened, but that was it. Having participated in the festival faithfully every year for fifty years, taking a day to rest, even starting from the afternoon, wouldn’t matter much.

“Hmm, ungh…”

“Hic, hiccup. Huk…”

I continued massaging their buttocks as I quietly moved my feet forward.