The moment the contractions started, the entire villa fell into a tense, hushed rhythm.
"Why the same day?" I muttered, pacing outside the birthing chamber.
Royza and Rayza weren't even identical twins, yet here they were, going into labor on the exact same morning.
Rayza, lounging against the wall with her usual cool smirk, answered without missing a beat. "Because you pumped us full on the same night, obviously."
Royza, on the other hand, was drenched in sweat, teeth clenched so hard her gums bled. She couldn't speak at all. The midwife and the light-magic healer were already at her side, faces grim.
"…Royza's baby is far too active," the healer said quietly. "If we don't deliver soon, her body won't hold."
The color drained from my face. It was that serious?
The midwife's expression tightened. "We should begin immediately. Her stamina is fading fast."
I felt my chest tighten with raw anxiety. Rayza stayed calm, but I could see the worry flickering in her eyes too. She grabbed my arm tightly and shook her head—no magic. Not yet.
I understood. They both knew my internal conflict. I had promised myself I wouldn't use my power to reshape the world beyond soba and sake. But when it came to my family… I wouldn't hesitate. Not for a second.
Still, the decision weighed on me like lead.
Royza suddenly let out a guttural groan. "Guuuuuuuh…!!!"
Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth—she'd bitten down so hard she'd torn the inside of her cheek.
"Pain relief! Now!" I snapped, instinctively manifesting a strong analgesic through my magic and pressing it to her lips.
Rayza didn't stop me this time. She was too worried about her sister.
The midwife hesitated. "Is this medicine safe for the mother?"
Before I could answer, Royza rasped, voice barely audible through the pain, "…Give… it…"
I tipped the vial into her mouth. A few seconds later, her expression softened just a fraction.
"…Hah… haha… I really underestimated childbirth…" She managed a weak, sweaty smile. "I heard Merry's stories… tried to act tough… but no. It's impossible."
"Royza, how's the pain?"
"The pain itself is gone… but I can still feel the pressure. Like something's kicking and tearing me apart from the inside. Please… just get it out."
She was still breathing hard, face twisted with effort.
"…Midwife, pull it out! We can't wait any longer!" the healer shouted.
The midwife didn't hesitate. She reached in with both hands.
"Guuuuuuuh!!!"
Royza's face contorted at the invasive sensation, but she endured, gripping the sheets until her knuckles turned white.
Then—a wet, slippery sound—and the first cry split the air.
"...Anngyaaah!! Anngyaaah!!!"
A healthy baby girl emerged, tiny fists waving, voice strong and furious.
Royza's body went limp immediately, collapsing back like a puppet with its strings cut.
"Royza!"
I lunged forward, but the midwife raised a steady hand. "She's just exhausted. Completely at her limit. Let her rest."
Only then did Rayza's face finally twist. "…Now that I know sis is safe… the pain's hitting me too…"
The healer and midwife rushed to her side at once.
"…The head's already crowning?!" the midwife yelped.
"What? Already?"
"She's ready! Anytime now!" the healer confirmed.
The midwife reached in and, with one smooth, practiced pull—
"Aaaaahhh!! Ongyaaaa!!!"
A second baby girl burst into the world, screaming with even more vigor than her cousin. Rayza's delivery had been almost effortless by comparison.
Rayza stared down at her daughter in blank astonishment. "…I wasn't even pretending to be tough… I barely felt anything…"
The contrast between the two births was almost comical—Royza's had been a brutal, life-threatening ordeal, while Rayza's had been quick and smooth. Yet the two newborn girls looked remarkably alike: same tufts of soft dark hair, same tiny button noses, same fierce little cries. Both were girls.
"They're both daughters, huh…" I murmured, a stupid grin spreading across my face despite the exhaustion and lingering fear.
They were tiny, wrinkled, and perfect. I couldn't stop staring. Just watching them breathe made my chest feel too full.
Cute. So damn cute.
I already wondered what kind of women they would grow into. Strong like their mothers? Stubborn? Maybe they'd help run the soba empire one day. The thought alone sent a warm thrill through me.
"We've got so many kids now… but watching something like this… it really is life or death."
And yet I kept knocking them up anyway. When sex took over, my brain switched off completely. How many more would I end up making?
Still… seeing both Royza and Rayza safe, babies healthy in their arms, washed every worry away.
I stayed by their sides until the tension finally drained from my body. Only then did I let myself collapse into a nearby chair and drift off, the soft coos of two new lives echoing gently in my ears.
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『This is definitely not a dream—but let's just call it one for now.』
『It might not make any sense—but it definitely has meaning.』
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Two beautiful girls stood smiling in front of me.
They looked about twelve years old, both of them—petite, smooth-skinned, with long dark hair and bright, mischievous eyes that felt strangely, intimately familiar.
"Lei, let's climb the tree♪"
"Okay, Roz!"
They took each other's hands and scampered toward a massive old oak. Once they reached the thick lower branches, they grinned at each other.
"No one can see us up here—not Father, not any of the mothers."
"Perfect. Let's do it right here."
They climbed higher with surprising agility until they reached a wide, hidden platform formed by interlocking branches, completely enclosed by leaves. Safe. Private.
Once they were settled, both girls began peeling off their simple dresses without hesitation. Roz's small, budding breasts came into view first—barely more than soft swells with puffy pink nipples. Lei's chest was almost identical.
"Lei… you can lick them if you want♡"
Lei's eyes sparkled with delight. She leaned in and dragged her little tongue across Roz's sensitive nipple, circling and sucking gently.
"…Feels so good♡♡♡"
"My turn… lick me too♡♡♡"
Lei lay back and spread her smooth, hairless little pussy, already glistening with innocent arousal. Roz dove in eagerly, pressing her face between Lei's thighs.
"Lei-chan♡♡♡ Let me lick your cute pussy lots and lots♡♡♡ I want to drink all your sweet honey♡♡♡"
The two girls tangled together on the leafy platform, moaning softly as they devoured each other. Soon they shifted into a perfect sixty-nine, small bodies pressed tight, tongues flicking frantically over tiny clits and slick folds.
"Nnnn♡♡♡"
"I'm gonna cum♡♡♡"
Their slender hips bucked in unison.
"I'm cumming—!!!"
Both girls cried out at the same time, bodies shaking as they squirted clear, sweet nectar onto each other's tongues and faces. They kept licking through the orgasm, messy and eager, until the waves finally ebbed.
Afterward they collapsed into each other's arms, completely naked, kissing deeply—tongues sliding, swapping the taste of their own juices in sloppy, hungry kisses.
"Funyuu♡♡♡ We're so pretty together, aren't we♡♡♡"
"Yeah♡♡♡ Both of us are super pretty♡♡♡"
They smiled at each other, bare skin glowing in the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves, small breasts pressed together, slick pussies still twitching with aftershocks.
Then—
"…You stupid sisters! Doing lewd stuff again!!!"
A sharp voice called from below the tree.
"Father is looking for you! Get down here right now, you idiots!"
The two girls peeked over the edge, giggling.
"Annoying girl is here."
"If you keep scowling like that you'll get ugly, you know."
"Shut up! Hurry up and come down!"
"Fiiine."
"Can't be helped… but stop acting like our big sister."
They quickly slipped their dresses back on and climbed down with practiced ease.
The girl waiting below had the same dark hair and familiar features, though she looked a little older—maybe fourteen—and her cheeks were flushed with exasperation.
"Mi, lead us to Father's place."
"Geez… you two are hopeless."
The three of them walked off together, the younger pair still stealing playful glances and whispering naughty secrets while the older one scolded them the whole way, cheeks pink.
I watched the scene fade, heart strangely warm and full, the boundary between dream and something far deeper blurring until I couldn't tell where one ended and reality began.
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Back in the villa, the soft cries of two newborn baby girls filled the quiet room once more.
Royza and Rayza slept peacefully now, exhausted but safe, each cradling a tiny daughter against her chest.
I sat between them, gently stroking their hair, feeling the weight and wonder of it all settle over me.
More children. More life. More love.
And somewhere, in a place that might have been a dream—or might have been a glimpse of the future—two little girls who looked just like them were already exploring their own pleasures, their own bonds, under the watchful eyes of a very large, very strange family.
I smiled to myself, leaned back, and let sleep take me again.
Whatever came next—births, dreams, or the messy, beautiful chaos of the harem I was building—I would face it the same way I always had.
By moving forward.
And by loving every single one of them with everything I had.