Chapter 21 Embracing the Love of the Evil Dragon’s Child!
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
It was mid-July on the surface world, about a month since Uigetsu’s delivery.
Because she inherited the Evil Dragon’s blood, Sakuya had started reaching maturity at just three months old, growing into a girl in her late teens—the peak of her physical form.
She stood in the upper 170s in height, her body graced with the nation-toppling beauty passed down from her mother. Her face held a strong-willed clarity, as if she’d overcome her own evil innate nature, with long black hair flowing down to her waist, dark as a starless night that swallowed light itself. From it protruded those ominous black curling horns, proudly on display, and her ample breasts swelled with a potent feminine allure, all while embodying the purity of a maiden mixed with an enticing sensuality, making her the perfect yamato nadeshiko.
I murmured to myself while soaking in the tub, watching my daughter Sakuya wash her body.
”Looks like Sakuya’s gotten too big for us to keep bathing together as parent and child.”
With her body’s maturity kicking in, it was time for us to graduate from sharing baths as father and daughter.
Her beauty and form rivaled Yaten’s as a nation-toppling princess before she’d conceived and given birth. Having that naked body right in front of me would be a drool-worthy sight for any man, but as Sakuya’s father, not a hint of lust stirred in me.
Even when her body tempted the flesh, all I felt was joy at seeing my child grow up so splendidly.
”I’m still just a little kid, you know. My body’s caught up to yours, Father, but I’ve only been born for three months.”
With her sharp senses, Sakuya keenly picked up my murmur.
Her expression shifted from that of a pure yamato nadeshiko maiden to one of a child her age, cheeks puffing out in a pout, her sulky voice revealing a glimpse of her longing for her father. Her long black hair, glossy and wet with water, reflected the bathroom lights like stars in the night sky. She skillfully gathered it up and twisted it to keep it out of the tub, then sat down boldly across from me, as if declaring there was no shame between parent and child.
Even so, she crossed her long legs to avoid exposing her secret place, and covered her chest with her arms, apparently finding it embarrassing to show that much.
”You’re embarrassed, aren’t you? Now that you’ve grown this much, you should bathe with Yaten or Uigetsu instead.”
”No way! I want you to see my growth up close, Father, so unless you order me as a shikigami, I’m absolutely not stopping our baths together!”
Sakuya showed off the strong will she’d inherited from her mother. Saying “unless ordered” meant she wouldn’t comply unless instructed as a shikigami, but it was also her way of declaring her intent as a daughter to keep bathing with her father.
Her face flushed red with embarrassment, yet her obsidian eyes, filled with strong resolve, pierced right through me. Her vertically slit pupils widened with excitement, and in the tub, she spread her arms and legs wide, exposing her naked body. Her ample breasts bore two cherry-colored buds, and her opened secret place revealed the untainted purity of a maiden.
It was like she wanted to prove she felt no shame at all, but Sakuya’s expression was beet red—like a boiled octopus—from showing her naked body to her father, and her gaze, which had been so piercing, wavered wildly with agitation.
”How’s this! I don’t look like a daughter who’s conscious about bathing with her parent, do I!”
She was totally overdoing it… but pointing that out would ruin all of Sakuya’s effort.
The way she trembled, all quivery, was like a newborn fawn, no exaggeration.
Her spread arms and legs shook in tiny spasms, and her face was scrunched up tight with eyes squeezed shut from the sheer embarrassment. I didn’t think she needed to force herself to expose her body like that, but it seemed important to Sakuya. With a big splash that sent waves rocking through the tub, she stood up as if steeling her resolve and closed the distance right up to me.
When I looked up, Sakuya was gazing down at me, her eyes now holding a color of expectation, a complete turnaround from before.
”What about you, Father? When it comes to bathing together with me, your daughter, are you—um—conscious of it?”
”Nah, not at all. We’ve been bathing together since you were a baby, right up till now. As parent and child, there’s no way I’d see you as the opposite sex.”
”Eh, really…? Well then, how about this!”
Not seeing her as the opposite sex at all must have bruised Sakuya’s pride a bit.
For a split second, her body wobbled, but she pulled herself together with sheer grit. Then she took that pose—lifting her ample, glossy breasts from below with her own arms, the kind of seductive stance that’s pure temptation. Her skin was fine-textured, dotted with water droplets, and those cherry-colored buds were beautiful, but with the precondition that this was my own daughter’s body, not a shred of lust arose.
Instead, I sent praise to that healthy, well-grown form she’d inherited from Yaten, the nation-toppling beauty.
”You’ve grown up splendidly. Seeing your strong, healthy body… as a parent, it makes me happy to witness my child’s growth!”
”~~! That… hearing praise like that from you, Father—it’s so… wonderful…”
Sakuya hung her head as if surrendering, yet she couldn’t hide the expression of pure joy from being praised.
From before she was even born, her mind and body had been bound in servitude, her soul dyed with devotion, so for Sakuya, the greatest reward was nothing but her father’s words and attention. Just drawing my interest and getting my care made her happy, and praise alone melted her features into something blissful. For a daughter like that, receiving commendation from me was the peak of her life, and with a face so melted no one else should see it, her knees buckled like the bones had been pulled out, and she collapsed with a slump.
”Whoa… geez, to get this overjoyed from just praise, enough to go weak in the knees—Sakuya, you’re such a total papa’s girl.”
With a strained breath escaping her, she clung tighter, her voice muffled in delight. “Hah, but, but… when you praise me, Father, it fills me up so, so much! Even now, with you looking at me like that, all doting even if you’re exasperated—ah, no, I can’t… hold back… anymore…!”
”You’re getting way too carried away with the good feelings, Sakuya. Come on, I’ll help you out of the tub so you can cool off a bit.”
Sakuya was overwhelmed by her devotion to her father, reaching a peak of sensation.
A trail of saliva escaped the corner of her mouth from the surging pleasure, and in her excitement, those buds swelled and bloomed like flowers. At this rate, with her legs twisting, we’d have to replace all the tub water. And while letting out those sweet, muffled cries, Sakuya latched onto me from the front, so I carefully held her to avoid dropping her and laid her down on the long bench to cool off.
In that moment, she truly looked like a child her age, sweetly clinging to her father.
”You’re a master with your own shikigami to command, so you need to keep your mindset steady at all times.”
”That’s… because you praised me, Father… This side of me is for your eyes only, so no need to worry. Your scolding is fair, but more than that… more, more…! Praise me, stroke me, love me! Feeling you makes me so happy—mm, ah, ~~!!”
With a sharp gasp, the intensity built, and we faded into that intimate haze of affection, her responses turning to soft, overwhelmed breaths as the moment stretched.
”Yeah, maybe we’ll keep bathing together for a while longer.”
”—!! Yes, Father!”
Her body had already begun maturing, and to look at her, there was no age gap between me as her father and Sakuya as my daughter, but her spirit was still so young that just being praised and petted by her father sent her to heights of happiness. In other words, it was proof of her mental immaturity, and apparently, I was the one hung up on her physical age.
I’d been so focused on watching Sakuya grow bigger that I hadn’t properly faced her inner self.
My daughter, a child with nation-toppling beauty and form. Her limbs were beautifully precise, like finely calculated glass, supporting ample breasts that exuded carnal allure and a slender waist, with black hair that absorbed light—each strand worth more than a handful of gold dust. From head to toe, Sakuya’s body was nothing short of a work of art, truly a deadly poison to any man.
Peeking from her black hair were those ominous black horns, proof of her Evil Dragon bloodline, signifying her immense power. That nation-toppling beauty paired with power too great for a child to handle—it was like the sweet scent of demonic honey, drawing in far too many men.
Sakuya would need to learn coldness. It was harsh for a child, but she had to master it, or she’d be devoured.
Once she stepped out into the outside world, hordes of men would flock to Sakuya. Not just for the power of the Evil Dragon’s blood, but her beauty and body would make her a target too, drawing in a gruesome number of humans and yokai alike, like hyenas swarming over fresh meat.
The allure of the strong demanded she couldn’t stay kind forever. Those who clung and begged—their hands would need shaking off with a necessary coldness of heart, or the malicious ones would exploit her.
Imagining my daughter, that child who sweetly sought her father’s affection in an age-appropriate way, falling prey to such venomous fangs stirred a pitch-black emotion rising in my chest.
The thought of my beloved child being defiled and used—absolutely unforgivable.
I couldn’t stop the worst imaginings from flooding my mind.
As head of the Shiryuin Clan, I’d experienced people sidling up for power or influence. That was bad enough, but recalling women who’d used honey traps, leveraging romance to get at my seed, and thinking the same could happen to Sakuya sent a chill racing down my spine for the first time in ages.
To incorporate the Evil Dragon’s blood, Sakuya as my daughter turned into a breeding vessel. As a father, it was a terrifying worst-case future, but not an impossible one—and yet…
”Father!”
”Ah! Whoa, sorry… I got lost in thought there.”
—Sakuya’s call, sharp like a scream, yanked my consciousness back. She wore a worried expression, and apparently, my imaginings of that worst future had made her feel bad too.
”It’s worries about me, isn’t it. I can tell from your face—something about men, right?”
”Yeah… the details are too soon for you to hear, so I’ll keep them under wraps, but it’s concerns about the outside world.”
”—I see.”
Sakuya, having inherited cunning as part of her nation-toppling princess legacy, seemed to grasp exactly what her father had imagined from that alone.
Because my daughter Sakuya was born harboring an evil heart, she understood malice better than anyone. Even as she resisted and controlled that evil innate nature, her instincts could sniff out the scent of malice and grasp it in an instant.
The value of her bloodline as the Evil Dragon’s child, the meaning of possessing nation-toppling beauty and form, and the multitude of malice and desires they brought—she comprehended it all, even deducing the worst future that stirred hatred in her beloved father.
”I won’t be swayed by other men, nor will I be used. Father, I’m the child inheriting Mother the Evil Dragon’s blood—I understand malice and desire instinctively more than anyone, and with the cunning I’ve been granted, seeing through them is easy. So, that worst imagining of yours will absolutely never happen.”
”Is that so… yeah, you’re right. Sorry, when it comes to my own child, I just—”
”You’re a parent, so worrying about your kid is only natural! In fact, realizing how much you think of me makes my heart feel light, and it feels so good. To feel this loved—~~!!”
”Haha, you’re really something else—Sakuya.”
She’d tried to boldly declare against the worst future I imagined, but at the crucial moment, realizing her father’s love melted her face into bliss, and she shivered with pleasure.
As a total papa’s girl, Sakuya’s reaction showed how much she adored me, no matter what. Just seeing that chased away the fog of anxiety in my heart like a gust of wind. What remained was affection for my daughter who cared so much for her father, and the sight of her lying back on the long bench, writhing as if trembling in ecstasy.
Then, as if this was the one thing she absolutely couldn’t skip, Sakuya stopped her pleasurable shivers and turned a serious expression toward me—
”My mate will be ■■■ alone, after all.”
”That means…”
”Well then, I’ll wash my body once more and get out!”
—Having said what she wanted, Sakuya headed off to the washing area with a utterly refreshed expression from the bottom of her heart. Left behind, I couldn’t help but sense the meaning of that indecipherable phrase.
”Sakuya’s really taken being a papa’s girl to the extreme.”
I was dumbfounded by my daughter who loved her father to no end, yet I understood her seriousness was genuine, which made me ponder deeply. In other words, there’d come a need to face it seriously somewhere, and I thought about the timing for that opportunity.
”If we’re talking, it’ll be after everything’s over, when her role as shikigami ends—when I let go of Sakuya’s reins.”
Once she’d fully come to terms with the Evil Dragon’s innate nature and completely ended the Shiryuin Clan’s traditions, that’s when I’d settle things with my daughter Sakuya’s feelings of love.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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