The moment I arrived in this new world, two things kept me alive.
First, the people who showed me kindness.
Second, my stubborn refusal to wallow in self-pity.
Looking back, getting dumped by Mio Sakura had been the single greatest shock of my life. We both knew our personalities didn't mesh, yet the pain still hit like a truck. Even so, the very next day I went back to the soba shop and kept working. When I was promoted to manager—the very thing that triggered our breakup—I didn't celebrate or quit. I just kept moving forward, day after day, without dragging the hurt behind me.
That same mindset saved me here.
This world is unreasonable. My current situation is completely unfair.
But standing still and complaining won't change anything. The only thing that matters is action. Move first. Everything else comes after.
"Status report?" I asked.
We were inside the private hot-spring villa the dwarves had built with frightening speed.
"Mostly done," one of the bearded craftsmen grinned, wiping sweat from his brow. "Room for a hundred people, easy."
A hundred. Whether by coincidence or fate, I seemed to keep stumbling into exactly the luck I needed.
"Next up is the soba shop, right?"
"Yes, please take care of it."
Today the living quarters had finally been completed. The location was perfect: a remote corner of a rugged mountain range, unreachable except by teleportation. No one else knew about this place except Valante and Yuira.
Still, moving eighty people at once was going to be noticeable… and some of the demi-humans probably didn't even speak the common tongue. That two-legged armadillo guy, for instance—last time I gave him soba he only made cute "kyuu-kyuu" noises.
That was exactly why I needed the penguin.
"You can handle moving eighty people, right?" I said, rolling a barrel of liquor in front of the giant bird.
The penguin took a long swig straight from the barrel. "Sure, I can… but it's a pain in the ass."
"By the way," I added, "you were terrified of Melyuzine last time, but she seems pretty scared of you too. What's up with that?"
"Yeah, she probably hates me just as much." The penguin kept drinking lazily. "Normally neither of us thinks the other can actually kill us. I can run forever, and she's basically invincible—nothing hurts her, and she never gets tired. Cheat versus cheat."
He took another noisy gulp.
"But if she decides to hunt me, she'll chase me until the end of time. She can't die, so eventually she'll catch me. And she's the type who never gives up. That's why she scares the shit out of me."
"Gulp, gulp, gulp."
"As for why she fears me… I guess she's worried I might fling her into another world. Who knows how many years it would take to get back? Even an immortal like her doesn't want to be stranded in a desert planet with nothing but sand."
I nodded. (Though personally I was thinking Jupiter or Saturn would be even better—good luck swimming home from there.)
"Anyway," I said, "help me out so we don't have to fight. Let's keep things peaceful."
"Fiiiine," the penguin sighed.
We headed to the slum square together. A crude fence had already been erected. Human men had pushed all the demi-humans into one corner of the plaza while they took the rest.
"Time to move," I called out.
Melyuzine arrived right on cue, her presence alone radiating overwhelming pressure.
"As you can see," she said coolly, "I considered slaughtering them all, but I waited for you."
I had to admit, it was impressive that anyone would dare try something like this with the infamous Destroyer standing right there.
"Melyuzine won't lift a finger," the penguin explained. "Just existing next to her is enough pressure. She won't dirty her own hands."
I understood. While she was around, direct violence was off the table. They could only harass from a distance—building fences, crowding them, that sort of thing.
Still, it was only a matter of time before things escalated.
"Melyuzine," I said, "I'm moving everyone now."
"Where to? Your house?"
I laughed. "I don't have a house that can fit eighty people. We're going somewhere no one else can reach—deep in the mountains."
"Uwaaaaaaah—!!!"
The penguin's teleportation ability activated. In the blink of an eye, everyone was standing inside the hot-spring villa.
"Ugh, I'm exhausted," the penguin groaned, immediately waddling straight into the nearest hot spring and sinking in up to his beak.
Meanwhile, the demi-humans were staring around in pure awe.
"Woooow—!!"
"Everyone, this way," I said, leading them toward the residential area.
The cavern system was vast and labyrinthine, with branching tunnels leading to individual rooms. The grandest chamber at the very back was obviously reserved for Melyuzine.
"As for the rest… talk among yourselves and decide who sleeps where," I told them. Different species had wildly different needs, and I had no idea what was best for each.
While they sorted that out, I headed to the kitchen and prepared a mountain of ingredients. From now on they would be self-sufficient; I'd supply the raw materials, and they'd cook for themselves. It would take time to train everyone, but at least Rayza and Fair could already make soba.
And best of all—I finally had real soy sauce.
Time to make some seriously delicious noodles.
A two-legged armadillo waddled into the kitchen.
"Kyuu?"
I'd gotten used to his gestures by now.
"Hungry?" I asked.
"Kyuu."
"Got it. One serving coming right up."
"Kyuu♪"
He sat down happily and watched me work, humming his little "kyuu-kyuu" song. I smiled. There were probably dozens of other dishes I'd need to learn for all these different races. I'd have to get creative.
Later that day I checked on the high-class restaurant project.
Coche's old tea house had originally been a cabaret club, so the space was ridiculously large for just serving tea. We'd already partitioned part of it into a proper fine-dining area. The construction was finished; now it was down to interior design.
Almar had been handling that.
"It has to look luxurious," she'd said.
After she left, Coche and I toured the finished space together.
Suddenly she spoke, voice soft.
"…I was sold to a brothel by my parents."
I stayed quiet and listened.
"There's this burn scar, see? So I didn't fetch a high price. Still, we were so poor they had no choice. I knew what I was being sold into… I hated them for it, but more than that…"
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"I just… I want them to see me now. To see that I'm living properly. That I made it."
She let the tears fall freely.
"I'm going to be happy here. In this tea house… in this life."
It was a beautiful, heart-warming moment.
And then—
"Funyuuu♡♡♡ I want a happy baby♡♡♡"
Before I knew it, we were having sex.
I'd only meant to wipe her tears away, but one kiss led to another and… well, here we were. Breathing felt less natural than sliding into her.
"Chu, chu♡♡♡ Kiss me more♡♡♡"
Coche's kisses were like little pecks from a tiny bird. Then she started licking every inch of my body—collarbones, chest, stomach, thighs—slow, wet, worshipful strokes of her tongue.
"Ohhh… that feels incredible…"
Usually I'm the one doing the licking. Being on the receiving end like this was rare, and it was driving me crazy.
"Hehe♡♡♡ Please feel really, really good for me♡♡♡"
She kept going, licking every hidden spot until my cock was rock-hard and throbbing. Then she nuzzled her cheek against it like a kitten.
"Should I take it on my face? Or drink it all down? Or maybe…"
She straddled me slowly, smiling sweetly.
"…put it inside my pussy?"
I remembered she was supposed to be around fifteen. A junior-high girl. This was immoral. Absolutely depraved.
Shut up, brain. I've already knocked up even younger girls and made them my wives.
I grabbed her hips and thrust upward hard.
"Aaahn♡♡♡ Just as I thought♡♡♡ I'm so happy♡♡♡ Please give me lots and lots♡♡♡"
Coche sank all the way down in one smooth motion.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh♡♡♡♡♡"
She was already soaking wet. I hadn't even touched her properly, yet her pussy was drenched and eager, swallowing me to the hilt.
"Coche, you feel amazing."
I pulled her close. She trembled in my arms, voice shaking with pleasure.
"I'm so happy♡♡♡ It feels so good inside me♡♡♡ I want your baby♡♡♡ I want to give birth to Master's child♡♡♡ Please impregnate me♡♡♡"
A literal junior-high girl begging to be bred. It was so wrong it looped back around to being insanely hot.
"Fine. I'll knock you up."
I hugged her tight and started bouncing her body up and down on my cock, using her like a living onahole.
"Higyuuuuuuu!!! N-nooo, that's too much!!! I'm gonna cum already♡♡♡ Something's coming♡♡♡"
Her scream was raw and desperate. I slammed upward with brutal force.
*THUD!*
"…Aaaaahhhhh♡♡♡♡♡"
Her tongue lolled out, eyes rolling back as the orgasm tore through her.
"We're not done yet, Coche."
She could only answer with a silent, shuddering moan—♡♡♡♡♡—completely lost to pleasure.
I flipped her onto her back, pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, and drove back inside with a wet slap. Her small breasts bounced wildly with every savage thrust. I leaned down and bit her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks.
"Master…! Harder…! Break me…♡"
I obliged. My free hand came down in a sharp slap across her ass—*SMACK!*—then again on her thigh. She yelped, pussy clenching greedily around me.
"You like that, you little slut? Getting slapped while I fuck you raw?"
"Y-yes♡♡ I love it♡ Slap me more… choke me while you fill me up♡"
I wrapped my fingers around her slender throat and squeezed, not enough to bruise but enough to make her eyes flutter. Her inner walls fluttered wildly in response, milking me.
"Gonna cum again…! Master's cock is so deep…! I can feel it hitting my womb♡"
I tightened my grip just a fraction and pounded faster, the obscene sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the empty restaurant. Her juices squirted out with every thrust, soaking my balls and the floor beneath us.
"Beg for it. Beg for my seed like the desperate little breeding bitch you are."
"Please…! Please cum inside♡ Knock up your worthless whore♡ I want to swell up with your baby♡ I'll be such a good mommy for you♡"
Her voice was hoarse from screaming and the pressure on her throat. I released her neck only to slap her tits—left, right, left—watching them jiggle and turn pink.
"More…! Slap me harder♡ Choke me again♡ I'm cumming—!!"
I grabbed her throat once more and slammed in to the hilt. My balls tightened.
"Here it comes—take every drop!"
Thick ropes of cum erupted straight into her womb. Coche's whole body convulsed, back arching violently as a second, stronger orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy spasmed so hard it almost hurt, squeezing and sucking greedily as if trying to drain me completely.
I didn't pull out. Instead I kept grinding, stirring my load deep inside her.
"We're going all night," I growled against her ear. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk. Until your belly is bulging with my cum and you're nothing but a drooling, pregnant mess."
Coche's eyes sparkled with happy tears even as she gasped for air.
"Yes… please… ruin me…♡ Use your dirty little JC however you want…♡ I'm yours forever♡"
I pulled out just long enough to flip her onto all fours, then slammed back in doggy-style, one hand fisting her hair, the other slapping her ass red. Each thrust made her cry out, each slap made her pussy gush.
"Harder—! Choke me from behind—! I want to feel your hand on my throat while you breed me like an animal♡"
I reached around, gripped her neck again, and yanked her back against my chest. The new angle let me grind against her cervix with every brutal plunge. My hips slapped against her ass so hard the sound was almost violent.
"You're such a filthy girl, Coche. Begging a grown man to knock you up in the middle of your own restaurant."
"I am filthy… I'm your filthy cumdump♡ Slap my clit—! Choke me tighter—! I'm cumming again—!!"
*SMACK!* My palm cracked against her swollen clit. Her whole body seized. I squeezed her throat harder and flooded her again, pumping rope after rope until cum overflowed and ran down her thighs in creamy rivers.
Still I didn't stop.
I carried her to the nearest table, laid her on her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and folded her in half. The mating press was deep, merciless. Every thrust punched straight into her womb.
"Look at me while I breed you."
Her teary, pleasure-drunk eyes met mine.
"I love you… Master…♡ I love your cock… I love being slapped and choked… I love being your breeding toy…♡"
I kissed her roughly, biting her lower lip, then pulled back to slap her face—light but stinging.
"Again. Tell me what you are."
"Your pregnant slut… your happy little cumrag…♡ Please never stop…♡"
We fucked for hours.
I took her against the wall, choking her until she nearly passed out, then let her ride me reverse-cowgirl while I slapped her ass and pulled her hair. I made her suck me clean between rounds, only to shove her face down and rail her from behind again. Every time she came I rewarded her with a fresh load, until her belly was visibly swollen with cum and her voice was hoarse from screaming my name.
By the time the moon was high, Coche was a trembling, cum-soaked wreck—covered in handprints, bite marks, and thick white seed leaking from her well-used pussy. Yet she still looked up at me with the brightest, most blissful smile.
"Master… I'm so happy…♡ I really, really made it…♡"
I kissed her forehead gently, then pulled her close.
"Yeah. You did. And tomorrow we'll do it all over again."
She nuzzled into my chest, already half-asleep, whispering one last dreamy plea.
"…More babies… please…♡"
The restaurant was silent except for our slowing breaths and the soft drip of cum onto the expensive new floor.
Outside, the hot-spring villa was quiet too. Eighty new residents were settling into their rooms, the armadillo humming happily somewhere in the distance, Melyuzine lounging in the deepest bath like a contented dragon.
And I—former soba-shop manager, now accidental lord of a hidden mountain paradise—was already thinking about tomorrow's menu, tomorrow's problems, and tomorrow's women.
Because in this ridiculous, unreasonable world, the only way forward was to keep moving.
And if moving meant building a harem, feeding an entire community, and fucking my cute little tea-house girl senseless every night…
Well.
I could live with that.