I finish eating, ask to clear the table, then check Karen and Isti’s men$trual cycles.
“Karen’s on day 27, Isti’s on day 19.”
Fertile window averages 4-5 days around ovulation.
Men$trual periods vary, but roughly, s9x during their overlapping fertile days boosts pregnancy odds.
Elves shouldn’t differ.
“Today’s day 6, right?”
Isti nods.
“Yeah, I can get pregnant.”
“Karen needs a few more days. Not much difference.”
“I don’t get what you’re talking about…”
“I’m figuring out your peak pregnancy days.”
“You’re going that far?”
“What’d you think?”
“Just do it and it happens…”
That’s not entirely wrong.
S9x promotes hormonal changes, so couples who do it regularly have higher pregnancy odds. Modern life leaves little chance to verify, but it’s somewhat grounded.
Ultimately, it’s about consistency and frequency.
I’m eager to dive in like a stallion.
My motivation burns hot!
“I plan to do it so much you’ll get pregnant anyway.”
“…”
Karen swallows hard.
“I need to mentally prepare. I need to grab some spare cl0thes. Um…”
“Prepare at the castle. No need to wait—let’s go now.”
I head to the Water and Grass Inn.
The inn buzzes with guests.
“Anais, usual room.”
“Yes, sir. For three?”
Guests’ stares make Karen flinch, head down.
“Don’t mind if we stay in for days.”
“Oh…”
Anais blushes, misunderstanding.
Guests murmur.
“Did you hear that?”
“…Wild.”
Karen, fanning herself like she’s burning, presses against my arm.
I slip my hand under her armpit, grabbing her b00bs.
“Here is the room key. Enjoy…”
Isti takes the key.
Leaving Anais, we head to Room 3, second floor, as always.
Cramped, old room and a hard bed.
But it doesn’t matter. I pull out the Eight-Colored Giant Clam and set it on the floor.
“From the Sin Wolf hunt…”
Karen’s eyes widen, recognizing it.
“It’s a clam linking to another world. Hold tight, or you’ll bounce somewhere unknown.”
My warning makes Karen cling to me.
“…”
Isti, knowing it’s a joke, pretends otherwise and sticks close.
I take them to the central hall of the Eight-Colored Clam Castle, first floor.
The throne room, where I first arrived.
“Wow…” Karen gapes, awestruck.
“Welcome, Master. One more, huh?” Bella lounges on the throne, with the same smug look.
Look at her. Who’s the master here?
“Bella, crawl like a dog. Now.”
“Ugh!?”
Bella flops down.
I sit on her slender wa!st.
“Ugh, get off…!”
“Thought you wanted punishment for acting up. Karen, greet her. This is my s1ave, Bella.”
“Hello.” Karen politely greets Bella, my current chair.
“No greeting back?”
“Who greets like this?”
Fair point.
I sit on the throne, pulling Bella onto my lap.
Despite her grumbling, she adjusts comfortably.
Kinda cute.
“Your hair colors are similar.”
“R-Really? Too kind. She’s way… prettier.” Karen fiddles with her hair, smiling shyly.
Is it? Looks the same to me.
Bella snorts, smug, “Good eye, Karen. Your trashy b0dy’s impressive too. Perfect for Master’s c0ck-toilet.”
“C-C0ck-toilet…”
Karen freezes, shocked.
Bella turns to me, “Master, not yet?”
“Yeah, Karen’s a party member. That’s your compliment?”
“Oh, thought she was already yours since you brought her. Got nervous about a strong rival.”
Karen, hand on mounds, declares proudly, “I’m not that. I’m Big Bro’s comrade. Here to train at the castle to catch the Lich and become a hero candidate.”
“Train? What kind?”
“To do my best with Big Bro for pregnancy s9x!”
“Ahh…” Bella smirks knowingly. “Got it. Sorry, ‘c0ck-toilet’ was a slip.”
“Apology accepted.”
I set Bella on the throne’s armrest and stand.
“Bella, she’s here for training. Isti’s our mentor for a week. Got a good spot?”
“There’s a training hall indoors. Shall I show you?”
“No indoors.” Isti speaks up, “Supporting their training needs wind spirits, but their power weakens inside.”
Got it, outside then.
Bella thinks briefly.
“How about behind the castle? It’s a nice open space.”
“Darling, can we check it out?”
“Take Karen. I’ll talk with Bella.”
“Okay.”
Isti and Karen leave. Bella and I are now alone.
“She’s still in training, huh?”
“Sort of.”
“Master, planning a harem in the Eight-Colored Clam Castle?”
“Maybe. It has plenty of space, and with tweaks, we could raise kids.”
“Collecting w0men like trophies and impregnating them? Ugh, creepy hobby.”
She says that, but Bella’s eyes gleam with lewd expectation.
I know exactly what she wants.
“Talking to your Master like that? Want punishment?”
“It’s my charm… got a problem with that?”
I spank Bella’s rear.
“Ah~”
“Wanting punishment’s charming too.”
“That’s a secret.”
“What kind of open secret is that?”
I spank her rear again.
Smack.
Bella bites her lip, eyes shut tight.
“How’s that task I asked about? Tell me about the castle.”
Bella, catching her breath from two spanks, replies.
“Knew you’d ask. Picked some caretaker candidates. Look.”
She gestures, and a translucent screen like a status menu appears.
It lists profiles with brief details and specialties, photos included.
Is this the group Bella selected? Clearly all competent, handsome men.
“Why only men?”
Bella retorts, puzzled.
“Physical strength is essential to manage this vast castle.”
“I just decided the first rule of this castle.”
I dismiss the screen and say, “No men but me in this castle.”
Bella stares at me and says, “Master, that’s really upsetting.”
“Bella, wanna push me?”
As I raise my hand to smack her rear, Bella’s face lights up with a giddy smile.
I sigh at the sight.
“Ugh, a s1ave provoking her master to get punished.”
“N-No, I didn’t!”
I clench my fist and p0und Bella’s stomach hard.
“Ugh!”
Bella collapses in place.
Grabbing Bella’s hair to lift her head, I slap her cheek.
“Eek!”
“Still pushing me?”
“S-Sorry, Master.”
“You lied, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I did it to get punished.”
“I came for two people today. Thinking about meal prep and cleaning. You’ll help, right?”
Bella nods quickly.
“This world is a fragment torn by top-tier gods fighting. I got it as a prize, then built this residential castle.”
Awakening her s1ave nature made things smooth. Should’ve hit her sooner.
“And?”
“I used dimensional magic to bring necessities. The reset function handles cleaning.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
No wonder it’s always spotless.
“Eating out every time is a hassle. I want meals here. How’s that work?”
“I’ll procure ingredients.”
“Can you cook?”
Bella shakes her head.
“A s1ave and goddess can’t handle it? Kinda disappointing.”
Bella bristles.
“I can! With a recipe, I’ll learn fast.”
I slap Bella’s cheek.
“Eek! …I can do it. Leave it to me, I’ll do my best.”
Bella’s expression turns lustful, like a b!tch in heat.
“Good. Handle breakfast, lunch, dinner for four. You’ll help, right?”
“Yes.”
“Stand up.”
Should I make Bella the manager?
No. There’s probably someone better. Making her manager would ruin her as a snatch s1ave.
“Master, about that hit earlier…”
“What? A s1ave daring to complain?”
Bella bites her slit dress, exposing her lower b0dy, pleading.
“One more hit, please~ My goddess b0dy is sturdy.”
“….”
She’s developed a weird kink.
I don’t like following a s1ave’s whims, but it sounds fun.
I aim a punch at Bella’s lower stomach.
Thud!
“Ngh!”
I hit so hard her lower b0dy jolts.
Bella hunches, clutching her stomach.
“Don’t act like that, it makes me feel guilty. Stand straight.”
“Hah, ugh.”
“Peace sign, you know? V with your fingers, now.”
“Yes.”
Thud!
Bella raises her hand in a peace sign, taking the hit and bending forward.
“Agh! Hitting my womb is dangerous…”
“Look at you. Sticking out your t0ngue, and drooling—like you’re not being punished, you’re being rewarded.”
“I’ll work hard for Master. Hit my womb next time too.”
“If I feel like it.”
I spit out curtly and leave the castle.
Past the coast, behind the castle, there’s a neat clearing as Bella said.
Karen spots me and waves.
That red hair and huge mounds stand out even from afar.
“Isti, class started?”
“Waiting for you, darling. This place is great. Nice weather, cool breeze.”
“Yeah.”
Like Isti says, the sea breeze feels refreshing.
Feels like a resort.
Per Bella, this is a torn world fragment, so nothing’s beyond that sea.
“Darling, are you ready?”
“You can start anytime.”
“Karen?”
“I’m ready!”
“I’ll demonstrate. Watch closely.”
I focus on Isti’s movements.
I caught her moves briefly in the Black Forest, so I’m confident.
Sorry to Karen, but as a goddess’s proxy, I’m on another level.
“See that?”
Huh?
She was right here, but now Isti’s 10 meters away.
“When did you get there?”
“I leaped.”
Isti vanishes again.
She disappears completely—no crouching, no kicking off, nothing.
Reappearing nearby, Isti walks back, saying, “For 〈Space Leap〉, you need a wind spirit first. I’ll share one with Karen.”
“Uh, okay!”
“Feel it. It’s there.”
“Wind’s blowing around my b0dy.”
“Focus on the spirit to alter air currents or guide the wind. But that’s not enough for 〈Space Leap〉.”
While Karen bonds with the spirit, Isti closes her eyes, focusing.
“Isti?”
Suddenly, I feel like I’m floating.
Space warps rapidly, and when I snap out of it, I’ve moved, like space folded.
Less than 5 meters, but thrilling.
“Memorize this sensation. 〈Space Leap〉 is a skill syncing with the spirit. You need eyes to see the path it guides.”
“Eyes?”
“You can’t sync without spotting the leap point the spirit sets.”
Tougher than I thought…
“I’ll help you grasp it faster with my spirit. Close your eyes, feel the spirit’s outline with your b0dy first.”
“Okay, Isti!” Karen says eagerly.
I’ll try decently. Picturing the spirit’s moves, I follow Isti’s gaze.
We stand silently, focusing on the air’s flow.
…Two hours of this is mind-numbingly boring.
Glancing over, Karen’s still eyes-closed, focused on the spirit.
“….”
Like a distracted student, I fidget and lock eyes with Isti.
Not wanting to break Karen’s focus, Isti stays quiet.
Silently, I step forward and hug Isti’s b0dy from behind.