Chapter 114 Embracing the Evil Dragon’s Young Bloodline Harem – Akika
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Akika, though young, was possessed of a frighteningly sharp intellect, and she was currently occupied with nothing less than the attempted seduction of her own father. She understood perfectly well that she could not yet hope to match the ravishing beauty of her mother in terms of mature allure; thus, Akika made the most of the peculiar, devastating charm that only a child can possess. She clung to her father’s neck, her eyes damp with a hunger that spoke of a deep, burgeoning courtship.
Her small frame, warmed by the heat of the bathwater, was pressed firmly against him, and through the frantic thrumming of her heart, she sought to convey every ounce of the secret longing that stirred within her. Those obsidian eyes, filled with a yearning affection, remained fixed upon her father, refusing to let him go, while her hair, as beautiful and dark as a wet crow’s wing, shimmered in the light. Her countenance had shifted entirely, taking on the aspect of a female fully awakened to her own desires.
”Father… I wish for you to stroke my head- mmm…! It feels so good, so good…” Akika said, her voice laced with a burgeoning sweetness.
In response to her plea, her father ran a hand through that silken black hair, and a melodic, tension-filled sigh escaped her. A ragged, heated breath fell from her small mouth, and as she experienced a rush of joy so intense it bordered on a tremor, she let her body go limp, leaning entirely into him. To be touched, to have her hair combed- it seemed that for Akika, when the one she adored was the one doing it, such simple gestures were enough to bring her to the very brink of a height she could scarcely contain. Her tiny frame shook with small, rhythmic pulses as her face betrayed the depth of her surrender. No matter how many clever schemes or machinations she might have devised to ensnare her father, Akika could not resist the primal instincts of her blood. A single caress caused her very soul to vibrate with delight, melting away even the cunning of the ¹, and she was forced to realize that a child of such a lineage could never truly best her father.
”Mmm, nngh… this time, I shall try to make you happy from my side,” Akika promised.
Yet, it seemed Akika possessed a certain pride that she would not yield. She did not want a mere one-sided relationship where she only received; she sought a bond where they desired one another as partners. Steeling her heart, which felt as though it might dissolve into the heat of her own longing, she began her service to him. Like a serpent drawing near its prey, she slid her small arms from his chest up toward his neck. With the air of one savoring a rare delicacy, she began to trace his skin with her tongue, a gesture of affection that seemed strangely out of place for one so young. With every movement, it was as if she were marking him, leaving a sign of her presence upon his skin with a quiet, focused intensity.
”Kiss… mmm… Father… you taste… quite wonderful… desu,” Akika murmured.
Her expression was one of such profound melting bliss that she looked as if she might be tasting the nectar of the heavens themselves. With her hands resting against his chest and her long black hair flowing about her, she projected an aura of a budding femme fatale. It was clear that even though she was but a month old, she had already mastered the techniques her mother, Sakuya, used to please him. As he felt the ticklish sensation of her tongue and looked down to see her looking back with a captivating, upturned gaze, Akika flashed a charming, triumphant smile, knowing her ploy was working. She had polished her beauty- a beauty capable of ruining nations- solely to capture his heart. Seeing the monstrously alluring talent she displayed as a child, one could only wonder what sort of creature she would become in two months’ time when she reached maturity. Her technique was precise, her movements designed to heighten every sensation, and the heat of her longing was palpable. The sheer, almost maddening intensity of Akika’s passion caused the tip of the dormant ² to tremble ever so slightly.
”—! Father…! You… you have begun to see me as a female… mmm!” Akika cried out in joy.
Even though it was but the slightest shift, Akika fell into a state of near-ecstasy at the realization that her father had felt a flicker of desire. Normally, such a small change would be imperceptible, but the sharp perception of those who carry the dragon’s blood was not to be underestimated. With a look of pure astonishment and delight, Akika began a fervent courtship, her heart and soul seemingly fallen for him entirely. Regardless of her small stature, she clung to him, wishing for a mate’s bond, and in her excitement, she pressed her lips to his. Her damp obsidian eyes were wide with a mixture of joy and focus, her pupils narrowing into vertical slits.
”Accept me… mmm, nngh… Father, please, take me…!” Akika pleaded.
”It is too early. We have all agreed as a family that the children of the bloodline must reach maturity before we embrace,” her father replied firmly.
”But, Father… you felt desire for me! The judgment of the master of the harem is absolute… if you wish it, you should be able to take me right now!” Akika insisted.
She was determined to be accepted, pressing her advantage with everything she had. She abandoned the charm of a child for the look of a desperate woman, clinging to him and attempting to rouse the sleeping weapon with every trick she knew. This was her chance to move beyond the simple bond of parent and child, and his brief reaction had given her a flicker of hope. To quiet her fervor, her father allowed a glimpse of his own hidden, darker nature to manifest.
”Akika- look at your father’s ⁵ and tell me if you can truly say the same,” he said.
”Ah… that… I… I could still—” Akika stammered, her words dying in her throat.
”To share intimacy is to accept all of this. I am afraid it is impossible for you as you are now,” he stated.
”Ugh… nngh! Yes… Father… you are… quite right…” Akika whispered, her spirit finally dampening.
Before her stood the manifestation of a dark and powerful force, a presence so imposing it seemed capable of shattering even one of her blood. It was a weapon of absolute masculinity, something a small child could never hope to accommodate; only upon reaching maturity could such a thing be permitted. The other sisters, too, sat in the bath, their breathing forgotten as they stared at their father’s formidable presence.
”This carries a heavy ³ and is the key to the prosperity and breeding of our wicked ⁴. At the same time, it is a spear capable of breaking the very line it creates. Akika… do you understand now why you must wait?” he asked.
”The dignity of the master of our harem… seeing such a powerful sight, I have no choice but to wait until my body is ready. But if that is the case… please! Grant me the permission to at least touch it and offer my service!” Akika begged.
To put it simply, Akika was utterly captivated. The sheer power of it, a presence so majestic it could threaten the world itself, was something her instincts craved. Seeing it rising from the bathwater, she did not want to miss any opportunity to be of use to him. Her young body was already responding to the sheer aura of the thing, which was specifically designed to pierce and conquer her kind. Fearing she might lose herself and lunging toward it, her father quickly suppressed the aura and held her close.
”If you are to provide service, you must not hog it all for yourself,” he warned.
”—?! Father… does that mean, if I am with my sisters…” Akika started.
”If you can wait patiently until the intimacy with your other sisters is finished, I will grant you special permission. Though, of course, you are absolutely forbidden from providing service to the rod itself,” he clarified.
”I cannot serve the rod… but otherwise, if I am allowed to serve you…” Akika mused.
”If you go too far, I shall have to scold you. Think of it as a small reward for my daughters,” he said.
At the mention of a reward, even Akika, who had been on the verge of a rampage, regained her composure and began to think. The other sisters- Gingetsu, Shiratsuki, and Meizuki- were equally excited, their eyes changing color with anticipation. While the line between father and daughter would not be crossed, the promise of being able to dally at the very edge of that boundary was a powerful incentive for them.
”So, can you be patient for a while?” he asked.
”Yes! If I am given the chance to serve you, I will not let this opportunity pass! I shall win your heart!” Akika declared.
Now that she had a chance to truly prove herself, her mind was made up. With a look of someone plotting a great strategy, Akika scrambled out of the bath and ran, naked and unashamed, to her mother, Sakuya. Sakuya, who had already succeeded in winning their father’s heart, met her with a mysterious, knowing smile, ready to impart the secrets of her devastating charm. Once Akika’s time was over, the remaining sisters would engage in a fierce competition to see who would be the next to cling to their father’s neck.
”Next, you shall receive my hospitality- Papa!” Meizuki announced.
Meizuki, the daughter who had inherited the strongest traits of greed and pride from Yaten, looked at her father with a triumphant, smug expression. Held in his arms, she prepared to begin her own brand of intimacy, driven by the avaricious spirit of her bloodline.
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Summary:
Akika attempts to seduce her father in the bath using her budding charm and inherited techniques. Her father rebuffs her advances by demonstrating his overwhelming “Magic Spear,” explaining that her current child-like body cannot handle it. To calm her and the other sisters, he promises a “reward” of restricted intimacy if they can wait patiently. Akika seeks advice from her mother, Sakuya, while the arrogant Meizuki prepares for her turn.
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Character Insight:
This chapter highlights Akika’s terrifying potential; despite being only a month old, she possesses a predatory sexual instinct and the cunning to use her “cuteness” as a weapon. Her motivation is not merely lust but a desire for a recognized “partnership” with her father. Meizuki, by contrast, displays the “greedy” aspect of the dragon, treating her father’s attention as a prize to be won and flaunted.
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Behind the Scene:
The author emphasizes that the “Evil Dragon” bloodline causes accelerated physical and mental growth, allowing for these complex interpersonal dynamics shortly after birth. The “Magic Spear” is a recurring motif representing both the protagonist’s sexual potency and his literal combat power.
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T/L:
¹ Evil Dragon: A legendary, powerful entity whose bloodline carries traits of greed and immense magical power. ↩
² Magic Spear: A dual-meaning term in this context, referring both to the protagonist’s legendary weapon and his physical masculinity. ↩
³ Miasma: A thick, dark magical energy associated with powerful monsters or malevolent beings. ↩
⁴ Bloodline: Refers to the genetic and magical lineage of the Evil Dragon. ↩
⁵ Mana Rod: A euphemism for the protagonist’s physical manifestation of his power and masculinity. ↩
Notes:
• Akika – Sakuya’s daughter.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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