Chapter 73 Amelia’s Friends
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”My, it seems I was the first to wake up today,” I muttered, stretching out. “Whew… though, we sure did a lot yesterday, didn’t we?”
As I looked at the girls rolling around, scattered across the room in their birthday suits, I let out a soft chuckle and reached over to rub the soft, inviting breasts of Luna and Fran, who were still dozing nearby. I flicked their n**ples with a playful touch, causing Fran to let out a tiny, breathless, “ya!”
”Morning, sleepyhead,” I whispered.
Fran stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she looked at me with a mix of confusion and timid anticipation. “H, ha… good morning?” she stammered, her gaze darting around as if checking to see if she was allowed to be this close to me. I hadn’t been sure if she was awake, but it looked like my little morning greeting had done the trick.
”You’re still half-asleep, aren’t you? My cute little bride,” I said, pulling her into a warm, naked embrace. A wave of comfort seemed to wash over her, and her expression shifted from anxious to purely accepting.
”Hya, hyai! I, I was just sleepy… I promise,” she squeaked.
”Haha, don’t worry about it,” I replied, smoothing her hair. “I’m just glad to have my usual, sweet Fran back with me.”
”Ehehe… sometimes I still can’t believe this is all reality,” she murmured, burying her face into my chest.
”Well, if you’re having trouble believing it, maybe I should just remind you again?” I teased, pulling her tighter.
Fran leaned into me, a soft smile spreading across her face as she sighed, “Then… I guess I don’t mind staying in this dream a little longer… ehehe.”
She was always so reserved, rarely the one to initiate, so I made sure to cherish this little moment. As we sat there, a sleepy, naked Lotte crawled over from the pile and snuggled into my side. “Me too…” she whispered, wrapping her arms around me.
I held them both close, feeling the warmth of their bodies and that deep sense of contentment that only comes from knowing they were mine. Olivia and Rosanna stirred, too, waking up with gentle, soft-focused eyes as they watched us.
Just then, a tiny, adorable “kushun!” echoed through the room. I glanced over to see Shuri, who had somehow ended up sleeping on the cold floor.
”Must be chilly down there,” I thought to myself. I focused on her, and with a quick flick of a skill, I had her comfortably dressed. The others, fully awake now, sat up with a chorus of “Good morning!”
”Good morning, everyone,” I said, and they all chirped back, “Good morning!” with such genuine delight that it made my heart ache.
”They really are my brides,” I thought, feeling that reality sink in again. I used another skill to manifest a tray of morning tea right on the table—the same sweet milk tea they all loved. Whenever I had the morning to spare, it was my little ritual for them.
”Here, you two, have a seat,” I insisted, gesturing to Remia and Katie, who were hovering near the wall as if they were trying to blend into the wallpaper. I made them sit, whether they liked it or not.
”A, are we… allowed to sit here, too?” Remia asked, looking utterly flustered.
”I, is this really alright…?” Katie echoed, her hands trembling slightly.
”You helped out yesterday,” I told them, pouring them a cup. “Consider this a thank you.” They looked like they wanted to protest that they were the ones who should be thanking me, but I just smiled.
”Ahaha, it’s no use,” Maria chimed in with a laugh. “That’s just how Ibuki-sama is. You’d actually end up hurting his feelings if you tried to turn him down.”
Maria’s casual comment seemed to put them at ease. They took a hesitant sip, and then, almost in sync, they both whispered, “Delicious…”
”Right? This first cup of the day is just the best, isn’t it?” Maria said, her face glowing with that same happy, fuzzy warmth as the rest of them.
Breakfast arrived shortly after, and to my surprise, Amelia was working alongside the servants.
”Oh! Amelia, you look adorable in that outfit!” I cheered.
She was wearing a simple, black maid uniform. Since she was so petite, she looked more like a trainee, but she was absolutely precious.
”Ehehe, really…?” she asked, flushing a deep red.
”Yeah, really cute. But don’t go getting too comfortable over there,” I added, my tone turning a bit more serious. “I’d hate it if you stayed on that side of the room forever. Make sure you come back to me, okay?”
”Don’t worry,” she promised, gesturing toward the other servant girls. “I’m not going anywhere else. I’m just showing off a little to these girls.”
The other girls were slightly older than Amelia, but they still had that same youthful, uncertain look. Unlike my girls, their movements were stiff, and it was obvious they were still in the middle of being trained for this work.
”Come on, Amelia,” I chuckled. “You’re just dying to introduce them, aren’t you?”
”W, well… I suppose you could say that,” she muttered, turning even redder.
”No way…” the girls she’d brought over whispered, clearly shocked by our interaction.
”Is it that different from how you see me usually?” I asked them. As they nodded vigorously, Amelia shot them a sharp, warning glare. “Quiet, you!”
”Now, now, Amelia, take it easy on them,” I said, pulling her onto my lap. Since we were all there, I invited the new girls to join us for breakfast, too. After getting a quick nod from Lashara, they finally relaxed enough to sit down. Once I started teasing Amelia with them, the tension in the room just melted away.
”So, Amelia’s like this even when she’s off duty?” I joked. “You’re making yourself look cute just for me, right?”
”My Master is my entire world,” Amelia replied, her eyes soft. “Of course I want to be at my best for you.”
”Wait… Amelia is actually being loved like this…?” one of the girls whispered, her jaw dropping. “Is this even real?”
”I want a handsome guy like this, too…” another added. “Honestly, I’d take a scripted setup if it meant I could have someone this good.”
”Sigh… Master,” Amelia said, leaning back against me. “You should do something nice for these idiots. Just a little bit.”
”Oh? What kind of ‘nice’?” I asked.
”The same way you treat me,” Amelia said.
It was rare for Amelia to speak up like that. She hadn’t returned to her room the night before, so it was clear they were real friends.
”Well,” I thought, “if that’s what Amelia wants.” I activated a skill, manifesting two dresses that, while a step below what my wives wore, were still incredibly cute. I used the skill to instantly dress them.
”Kya!” they both shrieked.
I crouched down in front of them, using a healing skill to smooth out their hair, watching as it turned glossy and vibrant under my touch. I gently massaged their faces, watching as their skin cleared up and their freckles faded, a total transformation. Once I was finished, I made some cute hair ornaments and pinned them in place, then sat the two dazed girls on my lap.
”Look, you both look beautiful,” I said, holding up a mirror so they could see their reflection.
”What… is this magic?”
”Eehh!? My reflection is moving when I do… this is terrifying…”
They were shaking, staring at their own faces as if they’d seen a ghost.
”Oh dear,” I said to Amelia. “I guess that didn’t go as planned?”
”They’re just idiots,” Amelia said, rolling her eyes. “They haven’t even realized this is reality yet. They don’t even know they’re sitting on a man’s lap.”
I thought that was impossible—surely they knew who I was—but as they started talking, I realized she was right.
”Wait! Why am I sitting here? Am I allowed?”
”Am I really on the lap of a handsome guy right now? Is this actually happening?”
Even my own girls were holding back laughter at the spectacle.
”Here,” I said, handing them their old uniforms. “Keep the dresses, too. They’re a gift.”
They looked at the clothes, panicked. “Why would you give us these? We have nothing to offer you in return!”
”I don’t need anything,” I assured them. “Just thank you for being such good friends to my Amelia. That’s enough for me.”
”I don’t even know who your wives are!” one of them protested.
”Hey, it’s me, it’s me! Just accept it, you idiots!” Amelia snapped, finally losing her patience.
The girls’ eyes went flat. “Amelia, just turn yourself in. Whatever mental magic you’re using is clearly broken.”
”I didn’t raise you to be such a nuisance to a handsome guy!” the other one added.
Amelia’s face went scarlet, her cheeks puffed out in frustration. “…It was a mistake trying to be kind to you two. Just die! Master, never mind, forget I said anything. I’m sorry I wasted your time.”
The whole argument was so absurd that I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
”Hahaha! You guys are great friends if you can bicker like that. Look, Amelia, keep them around, alright?”
I hugged her tight as I laughed. “Y, yes! We’ll keep her in line, don’t worry!” they stammered, clearly not understanding, but I let them go anyway. They shuffled out of the room, still clutching their new dresses, looking like they were in a dream.
”Idiots… making me look like a fool…” Amelia grumbled, grinding her teeth.
”They’re interesting, though, aren’t they?” I said, pulling her back. “Life’s more fun with friends like that.”
”I suppose… once in a blue moon, it’s funny,” she admitted, finally calming down.
”Come here,” I whispered, pulling her into an embrace. “Welcome home.”
”Yeah… I’m home!” she beamed, hugging me back.
Once breakfast was settled, we headed over to join Senior.
”Senior, you’re free to head back whenever you want,” I noted. “What’s the plan?”
”Oh, I suppose I’ll go ahead and—”
”Hero-sama…!” Sia-chan cried, grabbing onto him.
Yui looked at Senior, a steady look in her eyes. “Yamada-kun, that’s your call to make.”
”Ugh… wait, I can take her with me, right?” he asked.
”Yeah,” I said. “If the living situation is an issue, she can just stay with us. This place seems pretty open, so it’s really up to you.”
”If you can, please take me with you… please!” Sia-chan sobbed, clearly terrified of what would happen if she stayed.
”Hero-sama, I’m begging you, too,” another voice joined in. “If Sia stays here, I don’t know what will happen to her. She could be dragged off to Dole any day now…”
”Alright, I get it! We’ll all go together!” Senior declared.
”I wonder if he’s going to be okay,” I thought, watching them.
Given Lashara’s personality, I knew she was serious, but I worried Senior was going to be an easy target for honey traps if he kept this up. Still, he didn’t seem the type to go on a rampage, and he clearly liked Sia-chan. That was enough.
”I’ll send you all off,” I said. “Lashara, what about you? Coming with us? I’ve got some business to handle, so I’ll be away for a while, but—”
”Yes, I understand,” she replied, her words so straightforward and sincere that I felt my face heat up. “I will wait for your return at your estate.”
”O, oh,” I managed, feeling a bit bashful. “Sounds like a plan.”
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Summary:
The morning begins with intimate domestic scenes among the protagonist’s wives, establishing a baseline of affection and stability. Breakfast is interrupted by the arrival of Amelia and her former servant colleagues, leading to a comedic and socially awkward interaction as the protagonist uses his powers to refine the girls’ appearances. The chapter concludes with the protagonist agreeing to assist Senior in relocating with Sia-chan, signaling a shift toward addressing external problems.
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Trivia:
- The protagonist’s skill use for mundane domestic tasks reflects his level of control.
- Amelia’s discomfort during the interaction with her friends highlights her unique role in the household.
- The protagonist’s willingness to help Senior and Sia-chan suggests he is expanding his sphere of influence.
Notes:
• Fran – A young, easily flustered woman who expresses moral and existential concern over the ‘unnatural’ leveling process. As a thoughtful member of the group, she maintains a close dynamic with Ibuki, carefully processing his detailed explanations and nodding in quiet understanding of their collective plan to corner Dole. She also agrees with the group’s sexual desires.
• Luna – A 15-year-old girl with rose-pink hair, roughly 155cm tall, who communicates her desires through gaze. A Priest who suffered trauma and physical abuse (welts on her arms) due to her inability to use recovery magic during previous forced training. A companion who recently received armor and weapons from the protagonist.
• Lotte – 12-year-old former slave, 130 cm tall, with fluffy light-brown hair and big watery eyes, a blue-clad water/ice mage who’s shy, insecure yet now confident under Ibuki’s care. She’s one of his wives, deeply grateful, and the group’s sensitive little sister who dreams of mastering spells, expressing shared desires with the group.
• Rosanna – Ex-slave turned Knight Order Commander, she moves with solemn grace and unwavering loyalty to Ibuki. Fiercely protective, she provides strategic political intellect while volunteering against dark groups. Though she maintains quiet authority and exudes confidence before missions, her intense desire to be close to Ibuki makes her break character to hug him tightly against the wall, initiating passionate sexual contact from behind.
• Olivia – Standing 160 cm with blue-black hair, the eldest recruit is a calm tactical expert in Ibuki’s inner circle, leveraging technical-magic insight to analyze monsters and information warfare to maintain group initiative. Highly empathetic, she reads companions’ emotions and pasts, adapting instantly to shifting mission priorities through her admiration for Ibuki’s efficiency—though she privately expresses reaching her limit.
• Shuri – 15-year-old Dole Kingdom knight, a 170cm tomboy lancer with messy blonde hair and a lean, athletic build. Cheerful, pragmatic, and tactically minded, she openly shares her excitement for scenarios while questioning strategic setups. One of Ibuki’s wives who values his pricey crafts; this blacksmith-savvy tough chick worries about rising political tensions and is amused by Yamada Haruki’s social mishaps.
• Katie – An attendant who claims to have experience but is overwhelmed quickly by the role-play.
• Remia – A maid with blonde pigtails who serves as an attendant and eventually engages in the sexual activities.
• Ibuki – Kisaragi Ibuki is a pragmatic, socially adept young Summoner who performs as a Prince in a strategic charade, wielding the skill Magical Thrust to materialize chains and architectures with effortless precision. He is husband to multiple wives left behind in his homeland, including princesses from Karl’s court, balancing deep emotional bonds with playful intimacy while leading his knight order, merchant network, and political machinations with quiet authority and cunning charm.
• Maria – A woman who expresses desires for intimacy and is noted for her role in the emotional dynamics of the group, though she declines requests that would go against her guidelines and offers alternative assistance instead.
• Mari – A girl associated with the prisoners/warriors. She feels a sense of shame regarding her sexual encounter with Yuki the previous day. A young girl who accompanies the group, acting as an escort for the Princess. Vice-commander of the Third Division. An Elven woman with blonde hair. Previously had a large jagged scar on her cheek before being healed. Disciplined but shows a flustered, tsundere-like personality when her authority is undermined.
• Amelia – White‑haired, red‑eyed and petite yet the strongest, she was a falsely accused castle servant turned enslaved apprentice, later reclaimed by Ibuki. Now his loyal CQC bodyguard and husband after killing a noble, she bears a rough exterior, becomes affectionate after intimacy, and seeks to repay his kindness. She reunites with her mentor and knows palace intricacies.
• Lashara – Second Princess of Karl, with long black hair, slanted eyes, and regal attire, is formally courteous yet internally submissive, haunted by past trauma. She followed Ibuki to his nation without support, navigating delicate politics with quiet devotion. Recently flustered upon stumbling upon her attendants mid-bedroom roleplay, she panicked at its sexual nature—but now, quietly seeking intimacy, she wrestles with vulnerability, blushing fiercely yet drawn to connection despite her fears.
• Senior – A summoned Hero, slightly disheveled in a tattered cape, who sides with demi‑humans. Still inexperienced and flustered, he wrestles with modern Japanese morals and the weight of his new world duties. He leans on Ibuki for counsel on navigating relationships with the demi‑humans.
• Hero – Ibuki’s upperclassman from Earth—summoned as the naive Hero with emotional, mentally fragile personality. Empathetic yet reluctant and inadequate-feeling, lacking survival instincts and political skills. Currently in despair and terrified by his situation.
• Sia – Sia‑chan, the younger princess and sister of Lashara, has a supple figure and a bold, proactive nature. She is shrewd and opportunistic, quick to claim a spot beside the Hero and manipulate social scenes for advantage. Affectionate and spoiled, she dotes on the Hero and Senior, constantly seeking closeness.
• Yamada – Haruki Yamada, a Japanese-summoned hero magically enslaved to the Kingdom of Dole, wears ornate armor and wields a masterful sword, his combat prowess rivaling a Knight Commander after rigorous training. Known as Senior by his family name, he navigates complex social and sexual norms while traveling with Ibuki and Yui, serving as their protector and gear coordinator—reliant on Ibuki for elite equipment. His past draws constant banter, yet his quiet dignity and loyalty bind him to his companions, the Yamada name a quiet emblem of his fractured identity.
• Yui – An Earth-born Sage, Ibuki’s wife, and a vital figure for political legitimacy, this young woman appears composed but deeply resents humanity and Dole. Level-headed yet sharp-witted, she fiercely protects Ibuki, grasps his info-war strategy, and assertively teases Yamada and lectures Senior. During the princesses’ visit, she is sent to a separate room, later eagerly playing interrogator in the bedroom game.
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