Free Isekai Reproduction Life with an Endangered Demi-Human Onee-san in the Forest of Certain Death ~My Mental Stat Is Pathetically Weak, But After Transferring, I’ll Live for Myself This Time~ - Chapter 93: Paternal Hormones Overflowing

Chapter 93: Paternal Hormones Overflowing

I was torn about healing the slum folks, but Shurea and Bestelta pushed me to do it (purify). The effect was wild—the slum’s sparkling clean now. Fei protected me from the zealous crowd rushing to convert, but his eyes had that fanatic gleam. Mission accomplished, though, so I hightailed it back to the orphanage.

“I’m ba—‘Kei-sama! Your speech moved Karin to tears!’ Oh, uh…”

Right, another fanatic here. No escape.

“Kei-sama, leave the new lambs’ baptisms to me! This Karin will make them all Geos’s children!”

Yikes, she’s pumped. What now? I was supposed to check on slaves next…

“Apostle-sama! It’s Fei. As promised, we’re here to join the Geos faith!”

“Boss Kei! My mom’s better! Let me join Geos!”

“Me too!” “And me!”

Fei’s joyful voice, Paulo, and a ton of others shout outside the orphanage door. Too fast! I flew back on Putyuera Airlines! Secret footwork or what? I said not to come all at once… Can you keep it down?

“Fei… from the speech?” Karin’s eyes glint sharply.

“Y-Yeah, he’s like the slum’s leader.”

“I see.”

Karin strides toward the door. Bad vibes.

(Sorry, Putyuera, can you put up a soundproof barrier around here?)

(Fine, but… I’m looking forward to our date.)

(Putyuera, what’s this ‘date’? Spill it.)

(Secret.)

Putyuera sets the barrier, but she’s bickering with Bestelta. No one’s calm. Any salvation?

“…”

Silvia’s staring at me. You’re my last hope.

“…S-Silvia?”

“…Hmph.”

She walks off. Abandoned. No god here.

Karin stands before the noisy door, takes a deep breath.

“Silence!”

Whoa…

“I am Kei-sama’s devoted follower and baptism priest, Karin Rikkarinden! You ignorant lambs, Apostle Kei-sama sacrificed his body with his sublime power for you! Blinded by your desires, forgetting gratitude—what shame! Recite the holy texts a thousand times and return!”

Not just a scolding—five scoldings! OG fanatic, her experience shows. So, she’s my devoted priest? Like a manager? News to me.

The outside goes dead silent.

“Priestess-sama, I’m Fei Yeu, Oboro’s leader. We deeply regret our ignorance and failure to consider Apostle-sama’s well-being.”

Fei sounds genuinely remorseful. Stop it. We had a hot fight not long ago—feels like forever. My new titles aren’t making fanatics, are they? I just want normal talks…

“That heart, don’t forget it.”

“Of course, Priestess-sama!”

Old and new fanatics chat through the door. I stay still, playing air.

“For today, due to time, we’ll baptize you and a few others. Come back later, coordinated.”

“Blessed honor!”

Pass, time, pass—or rewind…

“Kei-sama, you seem truly exhausted. Leave this to Karin and rest inside. Also, it pains me, but please have the demi-humans show themselves to the new brethren.”

Polite but no escape. Also, Karin says “this Karin” when fired up, huh?

“Got it… (Bestelta, Putyuera, new Geos converts are coming, so they want you to show yourselves.)”

Bestelta already did, but maybe she’ll drop her armor and unleash her presence?

(Got it. Heh, my fists are ready.)

(Yeah, we practiced.)

They’re hyped. Practiced what?

I’m already mentally drained, and now a demi-human dark action show? My heart’ll break.

Gotta retreat to my room. Ugh, tired…

Back in my room, Sandria’s perched on the bed.

“Welcome back.”

Pure, awkward Sandria, with a shy smile and delicate shoulders.

Surge.

“What’s wrong… Eek!”

I hug her, inhaling deeply. Sniff, sniff, puff! Springtime childhood friend’s room scent!

“I’m just tired… Let me stay like this…”

“Okay, good job.”

She pats me.

Pop. I might fall for her. Sandria’s a patting pro…

We get cozy and breed. Sandria’s breeding is super KENZEN and wholesome, but cross a line, and her centipede pops out, swallowing me whole, turning HENTAI. It blocked out the dark action and fanatic talk outside, though.

Karin’s preaching Geos’s greatness and demi-human awesomeness in the chapel. Fine, but don’t talk about me—kind one, exalted one, how to approach Apostle-sama. Her fervent tone’s painful. I drowned in Sandria’s body to escape.

Now we’re in pillow talk—er, centipede talk, since her centipede’s my pillow.

Sandria, all fidgety with her sanpaku eyes blinking, talks earnestly, soothing my heart…

“So, Big Sis said dual-wielding’s the best! I don’t get it, but…”

“Uh-huh, cool! Eat lots of meat.”

“Um, okay.”

Her tummy growls shyly, making my heart flutter.

I feed her centipede raw Flame Bear, Dumboar, and Blood Serpent meat—innards too, her favorite. It hisses happily, munching innocently. Kinda cute. So calming. Sandria’s adorable and sweet… Stirring both maternal and paternal vibes.

“Kei-sama, the baptisms are done, and the converts left.”

Karin’s voice. It’s over. Gotta go. Slave recruitment’s urgent—finish fast, have fun.

“Thanks, good work. I’m checking on slaves for orphanage guards. Wanna come?”

I can’t pick alone. Silvia’s busy with Cosmodia.

“Understood. One moment.”

Karin preps.

“…”

“Ah!”

Silvia’s staring from the shadows. Housekeeper vibe?

“Hey, Sil—”

“Lolicon.”

Oof.

No, it’s a misunderstanding! Sandria’s way older! She looks young, but it’s legal—not that it’s about legality. Am I a lolicon? Losing confidence. No, I only feel paternal toward Sharon and Faina, so I’m fine.

“Sorry for the wait.”

“…”

Karin’s in outing clothes. Ugh, cute. Her modest skirt highlights… stuff. Wanna hug her. Gotta resist.

Silvia’s behind, glaring with wet eyes. Awkward.

“No problem. Your sister outfit’s cute, but normal clothes are too.”

“Karin wears sister clothes for work, not your fetish.”

Ouch, Silvia’s brutal. She’s right, though—my shallow, warped view of women got sliced.

“Silvia, that’s harsh. Kei-sama’s just complimenting. Look deeper.”

Karin defends me. Sorry for calling you a fanatic. Thank you. More, please.

“B-But, doing that with an innocent girl like Sandria-chan…”

Silvia blushes, arguing. I get why she’d add “-chan.”

“Sandria-sama is much older than us.”

Yes! Exactly!

“Really?”

“She is. Treating a demi-human like a neighborhood girl is disrespectful.”

“Hmm, then it’s okay?”

Silvia ponders. Almost there.

“Hey, Kei. I’ll admit I misunderstood, but I wanna hear Sandria-chan’s feelings. Can you interpret?”

Easy. Sandria and I are tight… right? I’m doubting myself today.

“Sandria, got a sec? Silvia wants to know if we’re close.”

“Uh, really? We’re close… right?”

Her face clouds with worry, all fidgety. So cute. Wanna hug her, say “We’re super close!” and give her tons of candy. My paternal hormones are gushing.

“Of course! But Silvia’s not getting it.”

“Good. But how do I show it?”

“Just express your feelings.”

Like a big hug. Heh.

“Okay, here goes!”

Kishaaa!

Gulp!

Her centipede swallows me whole, head to toe.

Haha, “so dear it doesn’t hurt the eyes”? Yeah, right.

It worked on Silvia, though—she apologized later. Glad she gets it. Worth the sacrifice.

But this centipede seems thrilled when it swallows me lately. Linked to Sandria?