Chapter 53 Let’s Wreck the Seiryuusai Festival with Evil Dragon! ⑭
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I let out a wild, trembling cry, “A-ah…!” as a surge of heat courses through me, shaking me to my core.
I’m Uigetsu, the kingdom’s radiant princess, but in this moment, my face is flushed with fervor, my scarlet lips quivering as they betray the storm inside me. My head tilts back, gazing skyward, but my world is consumed by him—my father.
My curves press softly against his strong frame, my body entwining with his like ivy clinging to an ancient oak. We’re caught in this forbidden waltz, father and daughter, spiraling into a secret tide of emotion.
Every motion draws me deeper, and I surrender to it, reveling in the pull. I’m no fragile bird waiting for scraps—I’m his devoted shadow, his princess, his heart. Even as the intensity threatens to overwhelm me, I embrace him, my senses wrapping around him with a warmth that sings of loyalty.
”Dad…!” I gasp, my voice cracking. “I love you… so much!” The words spill out, raw and aching, between breaths that tremble with feeling. “Please… give me—”
”I love you too, Uigetsu,” he murmurs, his voice rich with pride and tenderness. “Being your father… it’s everything I could ever want.”
His words flood over me like a warm tide. My eyes widen, tears of joy glistening as my heart soars. No moment has ever felt so true, so alive, as this overwhelming happiness. I wrap my arms around him, my gaze melting into his as our lips meet in a kiss that burns with quiet fire.
”Dad… mm…” I whisper against his lips, the kiss deepening with need. “Love me… make me yours… wholly…”
The forbidden sweetness of our bond consumes me. My form presses closer, my heartbeat thundering like a drum against his chest. Sweat pearls on my skin, each bead a silent confession of how much this moment means. Our breaths blend, warm and heavy, a dance of whispers and closeness. We’re no longer just two souls—we’re one, bound beyond the physical, our connection weaving through the heart.
”You’re… in my soul,” I murmur, my voice faltering as another wave of warmth surges through me. “Dad…!”
”Hold me tight, Uigetsu,” he urges, his voice steady amidst the storm. “Don’t let go.”
It’s like plunging into a tempest-tossed sea, clinging to each other as the only refuge in the chaos. My love for him, my longing, it’s all bared, crashing into him with every shared moment. The feeling is so vivid it’s as if my spirit is softening, glowing under his touch. His devotion, his warmth, it flows into me, and I’m lost in it, swept away by the depth of our bond.
”Dad… Dad…!” I cry, my voice shaking as I plead. “More… let me feel you more…!” My body trembles, caught in the rush of his presence, each moment pushing me closer to the edge.
One final, breathtaking surge sends us both soaring into a shared ecstasy. My spirit feels like it’s unraveling, consumed by a warmth so intense it’s magnified tenfold because it’s him—my father, my anchor. My face, flushed and open, locks onto his as I lean in, my lips meeting his in a kiss that’s all longing and devotion.
”Dad… this… it’s too much,” I breathe between kisses, my voice soft with wonder. “It’s overwhelming…!”
My sharp, boyish charm softens into something warm, radiant, as I savor the forbidden closeness between us. Each moment we share sends ripples through me, my body trembling as waves of feeling crest.
My eyes, fixed on him, blur with devotion, sinking into a depth of adoration. My movements flow instinctively, yearning for the ultimate connection, a shared future born of our bond. His presence answers, stirring with a promise that binds us closer.
”Do you want this, Uigetsu?” he asks, his voice a low hum that sends shivers through me.
”Yes…!” I cry, fervent. “I want it, Dad! Our love… I want it to grow, to be ours!”
Every moment draws me closer to a dizzying edge, the need to connect overwhelming me. I hold him close, my arms circling his back, anchoring myself to him. The warmth colors my soul, and I’m ready—ready to carry our shared dream, to weave our forbidden love into something real.
”Your essence… it’s heavy with shadow, isn’t it?” I whisper, my voice trembling with excitement. “It’ll be… a wild spirit.”
”Exactly,” he says, his eyes alight with intensity. “From the moment it begins, it’ll be ours—our little shadow, tied to us.”
”Yes…!” I breathe, my heart leaping. “Even if it’s wild… I’ll guide it to shine, just for you…!”
The life we spark will be a force, a storm of its own. But I’m unafraid. I’ll shape it, just as I’ve shaped my own heart. It’ll be ours, born of love, and I’ll teach it to rise, to love, to overcome—just like me.
”Teach it everything, Uigetsu,” he says, his voice warm with promise. “Raise it to be like you and Sakuya—brilliant.”
”Yes…!” I cry, my voice breaking as the final moment surges. My body trembles, spirit glowing as feeling overtakes me. Our lips meet, and I’m lost in the tide, barely able to kiss. But my eyes find his, and in that instant, everything aligns. I’m his, heart and soul, and as we blend, I know—this is where I’m meant to be.
* * *
The overwhelming tide of emotion leaves me, Uigetsu, breathless, my expression softened by the intensity. As a father, I want to give my daughter the deepest connection possible, so I draw her close, our lips meeting in a tender, enveloping kiss.
A spark flickers in Uigetsu’s eyes, her gaze locking onto mine with perfect clarity, her heart and soul wholly captivated. Instinctively, she wraps her arms around me in a fierce embrace, her warmth tightening around me, drawing us into an unspoken vow.
”Uigetsu!” I call, my voice steady but fervent. “I’ll free you from your Shikigami bond! And what’s the first thing you want?”
”Of course, it’s your child, Dad—f-fu… a-ahh…!” Her voice trembles with a soft, fervent cry, a wave of feeling shaking her. “N-nng…!”
”Then I’ll make it happen, Uigetsu!” I declare, my heart pounding with resolve.
Like a surge of molten fire, the essence of life surges within Uigetsu, a wild and potent force. Tainted with a shadowy miasma, this seed carries the weight of a world’s calamity, yet it moves with primal instinct, weaving its way through her core until it plants the spark of new life.
”N-nnh… a-ah, Dad…!” she gasps, her voice quivering with awe.
”Leave it to me,” I assure her. “Exorcism… and enchantment.”
The moment that shadowy torrent of life ignites within Uigetsu, I weave an exorcism to temper its darkness. No matter how powerful or wicked the soul might grow, it’s still tender, pliable, ready to be shaped.
Without hesitation, I infuse it with her devotion and love for me, ensuring that even as an embryo, this child will be bound to us as a daddy’s girl, held gently in our grasp. Uigetsu, with a tender touch, caresses her lower abdomen where our cherished life now rests.
”It’s got the makings of a real troublemaker, doesn’t it?” she murmurs, her voice warm with affection. “Truly your seed, Dad—a born rogue.”
The wild rush of shadowy miasma calms under my touch, soothed by the exorcism and enchantment. Uigetsu watches with a soft smile, like a rider taming a spirited stallion, then turns her gentle gaze to the life within her, speaking softly.
”You’ll learn, just like me, that there’s more to life than mischief,” she says with a light laugh. “When the time comes, I’ll guide you as your mom, and we’ll serve Dad together—it’ll be wonderful.”
”Who knows if this one will find the same purpose as you,” I tease gently.
”Oh, it will,” she replies with confidence. “It’s got my bloodline, after all—a seal of devotion.”
Her boyish charm shifts, revealing a radiant, assured beauty. Certainty glints in her eyes as she winks at me, a playful gesture that feels effortlessly suave. Still holding me close, she shifts to face me fully, her arms draped around my neck.
”From now on, it’s official,” she says, her voice steady but brimming with emotion. “I’m carrying your child, Dad. From father and daughter to partners for life… I want to seal it with a vow, a kiss.”
”Then let’s swear it,” I reply, my voice firm. “You’ll always be mine, Uigetsu.”
”You know just how to strike my heart,” she whispers, her voice catching with a soft, “A-ah… mm… my husband…”
To fulfill Uigetsu’s deepest wish—to be not just my equal but my devoted partner—I hold her tightly, claiming her with a kiss that binds us. Her truth spills out, a longing to be wholly mine, to build a life as my partner.
Uigetsu is my daughter, my partner—and my devoted servant. Her spirit of service will never falter, a vow to dedicate her life to me. Having overcome her innate darkness, she’s chosen to be mine, and now, cradling our new life, she presses a soft, submissive kiss to my heart, a gesture of loyalty to her husband. As I hold her close, still basking in the afterglow of our closeness, I feel a sudden gaze and look skyward.
”Ah…”
The clash of two mighty evil dragons, a battle that could end worlds, has fallen silent. No earth-shaking roars, no explosions swallowing cities—just a clear, cloudless night sky.
The dragons that once raged in a kaiju-like showdown are gone, replaced by two figures—a striking woman and a young girl—gazing down at us from above. It’s unmistakably Yaten and Void Dragon, standing side by side, their eyes fixed on us as they descend slowly to the stage.
”Hey, Yaten, this is—” I start to explain.
”No need,” Yaten cuts in, her voice smooth but sharp. “I understand perfectly. Void Dragon’s dominion and your wishes fulfilled—a masterful stroke, my husband.”
Her words offer no comfort. Her smile is warm, but her eyes gleam with a chilling intensity, radiating a quiet fury. Void Dragon mirrors her, their shared presence like a blade poised above me, a sinner on the executioner’s block. Their golden eyes tilt toward me, moving in eerie unison, as if their earlier battle was a mere illusion. They step closer—
”After witnessing such a display, my husband,” Yaten says, her voice low, “did you think we could remain calm?”
”I want it too,” Void Dragon adds, her voice soft but insistent. “It’s mine to take back.”
”W-Wait, I’ll talk it out with the moms—” Uigetsu stammers, then bolts like a startled hare, slipping out of danger with a nimble grace I can’t help but admire.
And just like that, I’m left facing two world-ending evil dragons, bare and exposed. Yaten glances at the daughters watching from a distance, then exchanges a knowing look with Void Dragon. Together, they flank me, easing me to the ground.
”To clear your confusion, my husband,” Yaten says, “we’ll start from the beginning.”
The two dragons shed their robes, revealing their forms. Yaten’s body is lush and nurturing, like an earth goddess, while Void Dragon’s is lithe, like a ripening fruit, both radiating a heat that belies their icy gazes. They press close, their warmth enveloping me as Yaten whispers.
”To put it simply, Void Dragon is me.”
And so, caught between two world-ending dragons, I’m drawn into a tale that could decide the fate of everything.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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