## Chapter 324: Father's Troubles
Since the twins had just acquired a father, Akara, in her great mercy, generously granted them a month's vacation. On the way out of the Training Camp, I held one in each hand, watching their adorable bouncing and skipping, my heart filled with pride.
Speaking of which, how should I tell Velas and the others when we get back? Uh... forget it, I'll escape reality for now.
Chatting with my daughters along the way, mostly about their childhood anecdotes. As a father, wouldn't it be incredibly awkward if someone asked about their childhood and I didn't know? Their childhood was predictably ordinary; after all, they were born into ordinary families in ordinary villages. How earth-shattering could things be? However, since they turned eight, the number of suitors from various villages started increasing. This point really caught my attention! Hmph!! What, someone even dared to make an outrageous demand, wanting both? Just with a few stinking coins? I'll kill you all, I'll exterminate your nine generations.
By the way, a shout-out to my daughters' "original" parents. No matter what conditions the other party offered, they consistently refused to sell the happiness of my precious daughters. A true example of not being swayed by wealth.
However, speaking of their parents, there's still one thing that puzzles me. Why were they able to transition from the role of "uncle" to "father" so quickly? Generally speaking, it shouldn't be possible; it's not like a novel.
Xilusi gave me the answer: it was because of my action of feeding them porridge. When they were little, their mom and dad often did the same. Aikelu's reason was even simpler—because Dad had Dad's scent on him. Speaking of which, did I really bring a Father's Aura with me when I transmigrated?
Actually, thinking about it, the twins were the first to have this idea. Remember how they looked like they wanted to speak but hesitated a few days ago? They wanted to say this, but it would be too awkward to suddenly ask their uncle to be their dad. Even the straightforward Aikelu couldn't bring herself to say it. In the end, it was I who was reminded by Akara and spoke it first.
Praise be to you again, Great God Akara.
"Look, that's your home up ahead."
From a distance, I pointed at the small white dot ahead and said with a smile. Uh oh~~, Velas is just outside the door collecting clothes. What should I do? How should I bring it up? A few drops of cold sweat appeared on my forehead.
The twins' eyesight was nowhere near as good as a certain someone's; they only saw a small dot, but they still jumped up happily, finally having a home again.
"Dad's home is a bit small, let's stay here for now." I happily flicked their little noses. As expected, I need to get a Castle to be worthy of my two little princesses. I need to hurry Akara up.
"Mmm~~, this is enough. It's warmer when we're squeezed together." Xilusi made a cute little nasal sound and smiled shyly.
"Dad..." Aikelu, who was beside me, pulled my hand, tugged at my little finger, and suddenly lowered her head in thought.
"Uh~~, I like Mom more. Can I call Dad 'Mom' from now on?"
"Only this is not allowed." My mouth stiffened. For the first time in my life, I refused my precious daughter's request. This was a matter of principle.
"Hmm~~" Aikelu looked a little disappointed.
"But, Dad already has a wife. If you don't mind, you can call her Mom."
"..."
After I said this, Aikelu lowered her head noncommittally, and Xilusi also turned her head away at the same time, silently kicking the grass. It seems getting their recognition won't be easy. My little Velas, you need to work hard.
Uh. As for Shala and Little Ghost, I actually never even considered them. Shala is only 16, plus she's petite—cough, please note, I'm absolutely not implicitly mentioning her flat-chested attribute—she looks not much different from Xilusi and the others. Wouldn't it be awkward to call her Mom? And Little Ghost. Speaking of age, she's old enough to be the twins' ancestor and then some. But her personality...
"Uh, Velas. I'm back." From a distance, I greeted Velas. What's meant to be will be, what's meant to happen will happen. I'm going for it.
"My Lord."
Velas, who was folding blankets, turned her head with a smile. Seeing me holding Xilusi and Aikelu by the hand, one on each side, the smile on her face subtly changed, or perhaps it didn't. Was it my imagination?
"Two little guests? Such cute twins, are they My Lord's friends?" Maintaining that perpetually gentle smile on her face, Velas folded the blanket, seemed dissatisfied, unfolded it again, refolded, and unfolded again, repeating the action continuously.
The word "friends" seemed to have a slight emphasis. Was she implying something? Or was it my imagination again? Not good, not good. There seems to be a subtle magnetic field clashing between my daughters and Velas. Has my head been knocked too many times, causing hallucinations?
"Cough cough, well, Velas, let me tell you, these two, Xilusi and Aikelu, uh, are my daughters." I coughed repeatedly, glancing left and right, unable to muster the courage to face Velas's current expression.
"Huh—"
The blanket in her hands dropped to the ground with a "slap". Velas stared at me stiffly, and after a long while, she managed a forced smile, mechanically picking up the blanket that had fallen to the ground.
"Oh... so that's how it is. So My Lord already has daughters. They are really cute. Their mother must be very beautiful too. Why didn't My Lord tell me earlier? Heh—heh—heh—heh—heh—..."
Hey, hey, Velas, your laughter is very fake, and your smile is terrifying.
"Then... then I'll go prepare lunch. My Lord must have eaten outside with your 'family', so I won't disturb you." With stiff steps, Velas walked into the Tent without looking back. The blanket she had already folded lay lonely, blown over by the wind.
Hey, hey, I say, did you misunderstand something? I quickly followed her in.
"Really, My Lord, you should have explained more clearly!" Sitting opposite me, Velas covered her face with her hand after listening to my explanation, seemingly quite speechless towards me, and also feeling shy about her earlier flustered actions.
"Welcome. From now on, this will be your home."
Smiling, she extended her hands towards Xilusi and Aikelu, who were clinging tightly to my side. As expected of Velas, her immense affinity instantly broke through their defenses. Hesitantly, they reached out their hands, placed them on Velas's hands, and were smoothly led over by her.
"Good girls."
With a gentle pull, Velas tenderly embraced the two of them, pressing her cheek against theirs and affectionately stroking their hair. If someone didn't know, they might instantly mistake this for a scene of mother-daughter affection—this is impossible, Velas is only 19 years old.
"You can call me 'Sister' from now on. Of course, I'd be even happier if you called me 'Mom'."
"Ve... Velas Sister."
The twins hesitated for a long time. That word "Mom" ultimately couldn't be said to Velas, whom they had just met.
"Good girls~~"
Velas had a slight look of regret on her face, but she also understood that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed. She kissed them both on the cheek and started chatting. Women really understand women better. Before long, the shyness on Xilusi and Aikelu's faces disappeared.
Soon after, Shala returned, followed by the awakened Little Ghost, and finally the Three-Lack Princess who returned from researching ecology (?).
Upon learning that I had suddenly acquired a pair of daughters, everyone reacted differently. When Shala first saw the twins, her beautiful crimson eyes blinked and blinked, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and her hip-length pink hair behind her had a somewhat imposing feeling of moving without wind. Upon learning they were my daughters, she couldn't help but let out a big "Huh".
"I... I'm going to be a mother?" Covering her mouth with her hand, she tilted her little head and asked innocently, her expression quite puzzled.
"You should forget about it, my little Angel."
I hugged the adorably innocent Shala in my arms and kissed her. Hmm? Aikelu, why are you putting your eyes so close? Go away, turn around. That action just now was not suitable for children to watch or learn from.
Little Ghost was much calmer. Having been by my side these past few days, she seemed to have anticipated this possibility long ago. After failing to coax the twins into calling her "Mom", she looked quite dejected. Her moon-colored long hair also drooped down. Tsk tsk, just look at that childish 18-year-old face and rebellious 12-year-old personality of yours.
The Three-Lack Princess's reaction was more interesting. Hostility, naked hostility. It was clearly felt that the fighting intent filling the space between her and the twins was no longer a strange magnetic field, but an AT Field.
In short, Xilusi and Aikelu were accepted by the whole family and received extra care. Velas, needless to say, almost treated them as her own daughters. Shala seemed to have inherited a little of Auntie Shali's motherly nature and got along very well with the twins. As for Little Ghost, how should I put it? As long as it's someone I value, she will give her recognition.
So only the Three-Lack Princess was more awkward. Hey, hey, you're bullying Xilusi again. Be careful or I'll hit you! I'll really spank your butt! Of course, my precious daughters aren't that easy to bully either. Although the Three-Lack Princess is smart and full of tricks, Xilusi and Aikelu aren't stupid either. Plus, with the rapport between the twins, the advantage of two against one, and Velas's protection, they were evenly matched.
Unexpectedly, the open and secret struggles between the Three-Lack Princess and my precious daughters actually made the atmosphere at home warmer. I just turned a blind eye—Daughters, keep it up! Defeat that hateful poker-faced princess and get some revenge for Dad! It's okay if you lose, Dad's embrace is always ready for you.
Huh huh huh—? Speaking of which, why is Molisha in the Rogue Encampment?!!
"My Lord, really. Little Moli arrived seven days ago." Velas looked at me inexplicably.
"..."
Name: Wu Fan; Gender: Male; Profession: Druid; Interests: Marrying a good wife, loafing around and waiting to die; Married, 26 years old, a man who took a full 7 days to realize the existence of a suspicious point regarding someone, at this moment, deeply felt his failure...
At my suggestion, dinner that night was upgraded to a banquet. To celebrate the arrival of my two precious daughters, I also invited Akara and Cain. Hey, hey, you Miser, you Old Drunkard, I didn't invite you, did I? Can you tell me where you hid the last bit of your sense of shame before you came?
The only pity was that Lal and the others couldn't come, and Linya. I heard her party had already reached the Ancient Tomb, so the time to challenge Andariel shouldn't be too far off.
That night, everyone gathered together, lighting a Bonfire outside the door of the house, eating and drinking heartily with the Camp Elders. It was great fun. Hey, hey, Old Drunkard, if you get drunk again, I'll kick you out! Ah!! Miser, you actually ate the grilled meat I carefully seasoned for my precious daughters! I'll fight you!
"Akara, I want to ask. About the Architect..."
"Right, Fara, I want to ask about the progress of optimizing long-distance teleportation..."
"..."
Cain gave my precious daughters twenty exquisite thick-paper books. For him, who loves books like his life, it was indeed a considerable expense. However, twenty books...
Hmph~~. Are you trying to outdo me? Are you trying to replace my position in my daughters' hearts? You lolicon old man, it really won't do without building a Castle.
Feeling a black resentment stirring behind him, Cain wiped away cold sweat. He quickly stroked Xilusi and Aikelu's heads and added, "The paper used for these books was invented by your father."
"Grandpa Cain, what are you saying? It's nothing remarkable, let's not mention it in front of the children. Haha, ahaha~~~" Watched by my daughters' adoring gazes, I patted Cain's shoulder affectionately and laughed.
Feeling the atmosphere was just right, I stepped forward. I coughed a few times, attracting everyone's attention.
Among everyone here, let's not mention the three old people. When it comes to singing voice, Little Ghost is undoubtedly the first—even though she only excels at one song, it's enough to make even the angels, God's personal band, feel inferior. And ranking second is, of course, our Rogue little songstress, Velas. Shala also captivated everyone with a hymn on God's Day, her skill is not to be underestimated. As for the Three-Lack Princess and my daughters, although I haven't heard them, they probably aren't far behind.
But ah, you've all overlooked a heavyweight player, one who is content with being ordinary, always hiding low-key among the brilliance of many singers—the God of Song.
"Cough cough. It's rare for everyone to be in such high spirits. Today, let me perform a song for everyone." I held a thick cucumber that was being used as a microphone and said naturally.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
"Wuwu~~. Li ren lan ri lan ren le (What are you doing)?" Ten seconds later, my mouth was stuffed with the thick cucumber, and I was tied up tightly under a nearby tree, struggling incoherently.
The culprits were the Three-Lack Princess and Little Ghost. Hmph, hmph, you're jealous of my singing voice, you're jealous of my singing voice that rivals Conan's, right? I cast a pleading look at Velas. She let out a confused "Wuwu", lightly covering her face with her fingers, avoiding my gaze.
My little Lulu, are even you going to betray me? Looking at Shala again, the most obedient Shala, oh, damn it, she's being pestered by Little Ghost.
Just then, my clothes were gently tugged. Looking down, oh oh, it turned out to be my precious daughters. At the critical moment, you are still the most reliable.
"As long as it's Dad singing, we'll like it no matter what. We love Dad the most." Saying this, each of them kissed me on the cheek.
I'm very happy, I'm really happy that you can say that, Dad. But don't you think "as long as" and "no matter what" are a bit redundant? Thinking that my precious daughters might have been brainwashed by Little Ghost and misunderstood my strength as the God of Song, tears instantly streamed down my face.
Overall, apart from my tragic ending, the banquet was exceptionally successful. The three Elders were a bit drunk. Except for Akara, who remained steady and barely maintained her image, the drunken Cain was in high spirits and publicly sang a hymn for everyone. I didn't expect this guy to have such a skill, he sang quite well. Of course, I'm absolutely not jealous of him, because his level is too far behind mine.
Fara, that Miser, was practical and went back to his old profession, sending hundreds of magic spells soaring into the sky, giving us a full ten minutes of fireworks. As for Kashya, I don't even want to talk about it. Her performance was actually chugging a barrel of wine in one go. She was definitely using the opportunity to satisfy her appetite, right? Boo to her.
It wasn't until late at night that everyone staggered away. After extinguishing the Bonfire, Velas helped me, who was already six parts drunk, back to the Room. Behind us, I could still hear the drunken cheers of Little Ghost and the Three-Lack Princess. As for Shala, she was underage and had to go to the Training Camp tomorrow, so she was forbidden to drink.
"Are Xilusi and Aikelu's Rooms ready?" A cold towel was wiped on my face, and I sobered up quite a bit. Looking at Velas, who was helping me get into bed, I asked softly.
"Mm."
Responding, Velas washed the towel in the basin, wrung it dry, and then gently wiped my forehead and neck again.
Fortunately, this small Tent had enough space. Even two more pairs of twins would be fine. But ah, a Castle is really more suitable for my daughters.
Thinking random thoughts, in a daze, Velas's beautiful figure looked more and more captivating the more I looked at it. My heart stirred, and I suddenly held her hand and gently pulled, flipping over and pressing her beneath me.
"Little Lulu, stop wiping, let's do something comfortable." I kissed her fair and slender neck intoxicatingly, my tongue lightly circling on it.
"My... My Lord, don't... mm, not... not yet... wuwu~~"
Mixed with irrepressible charming moans, Velas's shy voice sounded in my ear. Really, we're an old couple, yet she's still so shy. But this is also what makes Velas so adorable.
"Don't you want a real daughter?" I gently bit her tender ear and breathed out.
These words were like a love potion. In just an instant, Velas's weakly struggling delicate body softened. Her slender hands wrapped around me, and her hot and rapid breaths gently hit my face.
Mm, my dear little Lulu.
I kissed her luscious little mouth heavily, my large hand skillfully unbuttoning her clothes, gently reaching inside, exploring that area filled with soft and elastic skin...
"Knock knock knock..."
Just as things were getting good, there was a sudden knock on the door. Velas, who had already fallen into a dazed state, instantly darted out of my arms like an alert rabbit. Her hair was messy, her pretty face was flushed red, and her bra had been half-torn open. That pair of jade breasts, which had grown increasingly plump under my care, were faintly visible under her undergarment, indescribably alluring and tempting.
Hmph, hmph, which bastard is it? Do I need to reiterate? Interrupting a man's sex life is even more serious than a crippling kick to the groin.
Opening the door unhappily, I was stunned by two identical pretty faces. The anger on my face quickly subsided. My daughters, wearing cute pajamas and holding pillows, appeared before me.
"What's wrong?" I softened my tone and gently rubbed their little heads as I asked.
"Dad..."
Both daughters simultaneously pulled at my sleeve, looked up at me, and spoke hesitantly, their eyes filled with hope.
"We can't sleep, so, so..."
Uh, no... no way.
"So, we want to sleep with Dad."
"Well, did you used to sleep with your mom and dad?" I looked awkward. You know, the daughters' age isn't too old, but it's not too young either.
"No..."
Aikelu shook her head: "Before, I always slept with my sister."
"Uh, then..." I scratched my head.
"Forget it, Aikelu, we can't make Dad uncomfortable." The quiet and timid older sister behind pulled her younger sister's clothes, but her eyes began to well up with tears.
"Wuwu~~ But Sister, we're scared. Mom and Dad are gone, I'm so scared..."
Aikelu's eyes filled, and crystal tears rolled down her fair little face. Affected by her, the tears welling up in Xilusi's eyes also fell.
"Okay, I understand. But only for tonight, okay?"
Seeing that their tears were showing a tendency to worsen, and their little legs exposed from their pajamas were trembling with cold, I could only reluctantly give in.
(end of chapter)