Chapter 541 Leading One Guest ④
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Kento ‘Serrao’, great man. I shall certainly make sure to convey this to master as well. In master’s culture, it is not necessarily… ah, worship? Respect? That one does, but if it is my master, it should be thought of favorably.”
”Ah, um? Thank you very much, I wonder what that is…”
I received a mysterious respect from Nada-san, a guest from the Southern Continent. The pose of raising both hands above the head is something I don’t really understand, but apparently, I am being ‘worshipped’.
Is it that, like phallic worship? It is better than being disliked, but since it feels somehow uncomfortable, I ask the diplomat and interpreter, Ms. Schueri, who is sitting next to me with a subtle expression on her face.
”…By the way, what does ‘Serrao’ mean?”
”…It is a title, and since it has various meanings, it is difficult to translate… but in the word closest to it… it is… ‘The Stallion’, I suppose…”
The Stallion Kento, is born. It seems the wives who overheard are giggling, or perhaps laughing heartily. …I am happy to be able to make everyone smile!
”…Was something wrong?”
”…No, it is not a word that is spoken openly around here, but as the facts are as you see, I will not deny it. In a sense, it is a compliment.”
”I see. It would be good if there were some other appropriate word…”
”Really, please do not mind…”
”Well, it seems since the Audience Chamber fiasco, Nada-san is walking on eggshells with his words,” I noted, feeling a pang of sympathy for the man. I decided to stand tall. “Hmm, that’s not so bad, is it? Being a ‘Stallion’ is fine. If I ever talk to anyone else from the Southern Continent, I’ll be sure to introduce myself as Kento ‘The Stallion’ with my head held high.”
”It’s so pretty—,” Momo chirped.
”Hmm? You think so? Thank you, daughter of ‘The Stallion’,” I replied, smiling at her.
”Ah, geez, that might be a bit of a problem,” I whispered to myself. My beloved daughter Momo in my arms was pointing at Nada-san’s skin, her eyes absolutely sparkling. It wasn’t a problem that she was curious, but being known as the daughter of ‘The Stallion’ felt… complicated.
”Her name is Momo,” I explained, turning to Nada-san. “She’s the daughter of Lily over there—Flearis’s sister—and she’s just turned one.”
”Ah, her hair color is the same as yours. A truly lovely name. Momo, I am Nada,” Nada-san said gently.
”Nyada?” Momo giggled.
”It’s Nada. Like ‘Na’, ‘Na’, ‘Na’,” Nada-san coached.
”N’na?” she repeated, tilting her head.
”That’s the spirit. ‘Na’, ‘da’.”
”Nyada!” Momo cheered.
”Hehe, looks like that was a bit tough for her,” Nada-san laughed, her expression softening significantly.
Watching her, I couldn’t help but think my daughter was definitely an angel. It seemed her charm worked even on visitors from the Southern Continent.
”This is the first time I’ve seen a baby since arriving here, but the cuteness of a child is universal, isn’t it? What about the others?” Nada-san asked.
”The one with green hair is Wakaba, and the orange-haired one is Mikan. They’re both about three months old—they’re just starting to get steady with their neck support,” I explained.
”Necks… steady?” Nada-san looked confused.
”Err, I guess ‘stable’ would be the word?”
”Ah, ‘jiwari’. A joyous milestone indeed. It would be a pleasure to provide some kind of celebration for them…”
We spent a while like that, with Nada-san observing Wakaba and Mikan. Wakaba looked at her with wide, startled eyes, but Mikan was full of curiosity, likely baffled by the color of her skin. It was fascinating to see such distinct personalities even at their age, and I felt a warmth in my chest knowing their vision was developing well. Nada-san seemed to feel it too, her eyes crinkling at the corners.
”Indeed, I really must present something to them,” Nada-san mused. “Schueri, is there anything appropriate among our things? I believe we had some ‘Comipora’?”
”I’m not sure, sir… I believe it’s still too early for ‘Comipora’. Perhaps one of the sculptures? It depends on the design, of course—’Tesaiwo’—but if possible, maybe something distinct from what was presented to Her Majesty…” Schueri suggested, ever the professional.
”Um, please don’t trouble yourselves,” I interrupted, feeling a bit awkward. “Just having you visit is thanks enough…”
”No, I insist. I will think of something suitable, so please look forward to it,” Nada-san replied firmly.
Nada-san and Schueri continued to deliberate back and forth. Apparently, Nada-san had arrived with a stash of items intended for currency exchange, much of which had already been traded in Sylvaol, but she had kept a portion specifically for gifts for the Queen and, by extension, those who had helped her here. It was a classic start to diplomatic relations—a constant cycle of gift-giving.
Overall, it seemed Nada-san enjoyed her stay, despite the minor surprises—Wakaba’s Mana Circuits acting up, the revelation that I had three other children, and the news that four more were expected next year.
Eventually, the conversation drifted, as it often does, to the story of how I first met my wives.
”What? So Lily-dono was a slave?” Nada-san asked, surprised.
”I am still a slave by status,” Lily chimed in, “but I have never once been treated like one.”
”I see. In our country, we have tales of slaves rising to become Queens, so the women here are quite resilient as well, it seems.”
”Didn’t Sister technically start out by ‘cooperating’ with an ‘experiment’?” Laika teased.
”…It was not merely a pretense,” Lily replied, her tone serious. “The ‘experiment’ was being conducted in earnest.”
”Come on now, that was clearly just lust, wasn’t it?” I chuckled. “I’m pretty sure you were lured in by a ‘Ddo-Buddy’ and a d**k and just happened to land in that role…”
”W-well, Laika, you weren’t much different yourself!” Lily shot back.
”Um, I… I can’t really make excuses for that either,” Laika admitted.
”Wait, Amelia was strictly for work, right? If you’re going to admit to that, I won’t have any room to make excuses either…”
The room was filled with the familiar banter between Lily, Laika, Tania, Amelia, and Satsuki. They were all members who had, under the guise of an “experiment,” grown quite close to me. Honestly, most of the women I’d formed relationships with had started under that same banner—with the recent exception of the Ancient Elf, Carley, though her reasons were arguably just as chaotic.
”I see… so this ‘experiment’ is, in essence, verifying the efficacy of a new magic circuit using one’s own body…?” Nada-san asked, looking intrigued.
”Exactly,” I replied. “I can’t very well sell a product to a customer if I haven’t tested it myself. We also perform ‘inspections’ on existing products to ensure the quality hasn’t dipped.”
Nada-san listened with genuine interest, setting aside any mockery to understand how a former adventurer and bottom-tier merchant had clawed his way up. Our “experiment” process was the bedrock of the shop’s growth, even if it was technically a hotbed for messy interpersonal relationships. It was a philosophy I was eager to introduce to the Southern Continent factory.
”To gather this many women for the sake of these tests… you are certainly a man of specific tastes,” Nada-san remarked.
”Well, there’s a bit of spontaneity to it, but I do value them. These products are being used in very delicate areas, after all. Quality is paramount. Sometimes our customers find uses for these items I would never have dreamed of.”
I shared a few anecdotes, like the recent Mother Marian incident, to illustrate why the process was so vital. Sharing that philosophy felt like a breakthrough; Nada-san nodded along, clearly connecting the dots to her own “certain individuals” back home.
”I understand… My master was quite impressed with the product quality. Durable, harmless, and excellent to use. I see now—it was all guaranteed by this method.”
The challenge now was how to transplant that philosophy to the Southern Continent. I needed someone there who understood the nuance of the “experiment” well enough to lead it.
As I pondered this, I realized the answer might be sitting right in front of me. Nada-san seemed to arrive at the same conclusion, her expression turning thoughtful. After a long moment of contemplation, she looked up and whispered, “…I have to ask, would that ‘experiment’ be possible with me as the partner?”
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Summary:
The scene shifts to Kento engaging with Nada, a diplomat from the Southern Continent who harbors a strange, worshipful attitude toward him. Through a translation from Schueri, the term ‘Serrao’ is revealed to be a colloquialism for exceptional sexual stamina. Kento reflects on his business philosophy of ‘experimentation’ with his wives, leading to a candid and awkward conversation about how his relationships began. The chapter ends with a surprising, tentative request from Nada to personally participate in one of Kento’s experiments.
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Trivia:
- Nada-san brought currency-exchangeable goods from the Southern Continent.
- Kento has three children aside from the newborn twins.
- Four more children are expected to be born next year.
- The ‘experiment’ process is a fundamental, albeit scandalous, pillar of Kento’s business expansion.
Notes:
• Kento – Lord Harvest, the reclusive Viscount and master of the Dildo-Buddy Mansion magic shop, resembles a dark-haired Japanese salaryman. Bound to the Queen, he uses strategic acumen to manage diplomatic and cultural discussions regarding his adult-toy inventory. Socially perceptive yet cautious, he shares a quiet intimacy with his companion Amelia and puts guests at ease with informal greetings.
• Nada – A tall, slender Southern Continent envoy, adjutant, and guest visiting the kingdom with a royal delegation. She has dark skin, glossy black hair, sharp almond eyes, and a powerful perspective. Deeply devoted to her master, she balances a blank diplomatic façade with a curious, expressive nature, vulgar northern slang, and a penchant for fist-bumping. She is highly knowledgeable about trade, administration, monsters, and sand-based geography, and is currently exploring Canarias.
• Schueri – An elegant, slender Sylvaol diplomat with white skin and shoulder-length hair, she serves as Nada’s lead retainer. Formerly a royal instructor with deep knowledge of the palace and Coalmine Kingdom, she brings an intelligent demeanor to her role as a mediator, interpreter, and logistics manager. Fluent in continental and Southern languages, she hides a secret curiosity for adult merchandise.
• Momo – Pink-haired toddler, daughter of Jin and Lily, inherits her father’s ear and eyebrow shape; exceptionally cute, energetic, and affectionate. At one year old, she can stand, babbles simple words, and delights in learning to walk through the garden. As the shopkeeper’s eldest child and one of the protagonist’s offspring, she was celebrated with a cherished birth gift a year ago.
• Flearis – A pale, pink-haired woman serving as a diplomatic envoy, guard, shopkeeper, and liaison with the Coalmine Kingdom. She belongs to a covert unit and is the protagonist’s relative—specifically Lily’s sister or Martin’s younger foster sister. She displays a cold, almost vengeful pragmatism, particularly when reporting her sister’s words to Martin.
• Lily – Pink‑haired, blue‑eyed woman with a medium bust, called a wanton by the protagonist. Jin’s experiment slave and wife, pregnant with her second child, she is a Harvest shop slave and primary test subject who secretly wields magic, Kento’s love‑slave, watches repairs energetically, flashes V‑signs, tends the Dildo‑Buddy Mansion garden, and informs the protagonist on domestic and political matters.
• Wakaba – Newborn son of Kento and Tania. A half-elf magic user with large Mana Circuits. Has squishy cheeks, tiny fingers, and soft floppy ears. Emits magical discharges when throwing tantrums. The newborn son of Kento and Tania. Has green hair and elf ears.
• Mikan – Kento’s daughter. Orange-themed. The protagonist’s newborn daughter. Described as having a cheerful, oblivious expression. The shopkeeper’s newborn daughter.
• Laika – A love‑dog beast‑man with shaggy brown fur, amber eyes and a scar across his snout, clad in a weathered leather coat. Sharp, wild instincts define her; she’s the younger sister of Tania, an A‑rank adventurer and devoted mother who calls her companion ‘Dildo‑Buddy’ George.
• Amelia – Light‑blue‑haired Sister of the Canarias convent, once shy and saintly, now pregnant and still wearing Kento’s ring on her left finger. Her blushes linger, ears and neck tinted red, voluptuous in habit. She runs soup kitchens and shop stock, once sought conception for faith, now the only sister who visited the protagonist for that sacred purpose, her devotion unchanged. A figure from his past, noted for being someone he could ‘bed’ despite her nature.
• Satsuki – Long‑haired court mage in staff‑and‑robes, Miranda’s granddaughter and ex‑top Academy student, lives alone as a prickly tsundere companion to Kento and now a Harvest worker. She tutors the modest, easily embarrassed Love‑Mage protagonist, aids research and Dildo‑Buddy prototype design, and is friend of pregnant Amelia. As the Master’s Love‑Mage, she observes basement lab progress and reveals the client’s identity.
• Carley – Ancient Elf Haha-sama, called Mother, is a youthful elven beauty with long autumn-leaf green hair and a soft, flat-chested form—Captain of the Wielope Empire, one of Kento’s wives, and now a rare elven mother who has successfully conceived. A blunt, pragmatic matriarch to assassins and royalty like Emperor Dee-bou and Gustav, she grants Forest Blessings, steers church-state talks, remains unshaken by magic or tentacle restraints, and possesses extraordinary physical and sexual stamina in service of lineage and empire.
• Tania – An elven love‑elf, older sister of Laika and mother of son Wakaba, rejects her race’s low‑desire image with passionate, easily embarrassed charm. She wears light armor over a simple tunic and short pants, exuding grace. Senior‑junior to Raika, she’s a seasoned Harvest shopper buying pleasure items while keeping a dignified façade, and also helps tend the garden, selecting medicinal herbs and emergency rations.
• Marian – Mother Superior of the Canarias convent, Ascetic Faction nun of the Church of Demon‑Subjugation, black habit, wavy purple hair, busty, tear‑shaped mole under one eye, Monroe walk. She confronts Kento about the Devil’s Stick, obsessed with Alex‑kyun, uses supernatural vaginal control to overwhelm partners, mixing playful provocation with ecstatic desire for union with the Shopkeeper.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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