Alexander stopped crying, and Lily began to... breastfeed... him...
"Ara?" Both Lily and I looked at each other.
"Did Alex revert back to a baby?"
"Mother, he has always been a baby."
But sothing really was strange.
Master wouldn’t willingly want to act as a normal baby without whining and complaining about personal space.
"Ah!" It hit suddenly.
"Mother, it must be one of the effects of his Ultra Skill costs! Since he overused them today!"
"Skill?" Lily tilted her head, a finger on her cheek in thought. "Wait, is little Alexander a Guardian Candidate?"
"Hm? Yes, he is," I replied. "The first one for this generation."
Huh?
Sothing feels off about this...
Ah, right: there are so things I shouldn’t be telling Lily!
Browsing, browsing, browsing... I began to search my mind for "Forbidden Matters You Shouldn’t Say," by Master.
Ah, found it!
Never call a virgin ever again, understand?
Never ntion that I’m a virgin ever again, understand?
Never call "Master" when we’re not alone, understand? Hey, you sure you’re understanding ?!
Never ntion my reincarnation to anyone.
In short, never do or say anything that’d get researched in a supernatural lab for being abnormal, understand?!
Ah, I’m safe...
I turned to Lily gleefully, as I hadn’t disobeyed any of Master’s commandnts.
"Indeed! Alexander is a wonderful Guardian Candidate. He is even responsible for the explosion and chaos in Dokai!"
"Wow!!" Lily brightened up. "I never would’ve known my boy was so strong! That explains why he’s so smart and cute all the ti! You know what? His father won the Guardian position for his generation!"
Huh?
He did?
Maybe I should check these things, just in case.
Master would be angry if I didn’t tell him his father is a Guardian.
Lily passed Master to .
"Let’s celebrate his first battle with a proper al!"
Then she bolted out.
Awwn, what an adorable human.
Lily was smiling ear to ear, so happy with my ssage.
Hehe! I bet Master will praise when he’s back to normal.
Ah, there’s gri and dirt over his clothes—how did I not spot it?
Maybe it got on him when he returned ho.
So I decided to strip him of his clothes and put new ones on him.
I removed his overalls and looked at his crotch (wondering how our first copulation will be when he’s ready), but...
"...Ah... I just made a huge discovery."
"Sera-chan~" Lily returned with a spatula in hand. "Please, co help in the kitche—hm? What’s wrong? You can’t do oral sex with him yet. He warned us, rember?"
She walked closer and saw the subject of my daze.
We both stared at Master’s groin as our eyes t in utter surprise...
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I and Lily both stared at Master’s groin in surprise, his big eyes gawking back at us in silence.
"No... Pee-pee..." Lily muttered.
It was as she said:
Master was missing his male sexual organ, and in place of the forr was a [Redacted!], nicely shaped and welcoming.
"S... Sera-chan..." Lily sat on the bed near the cradle, her adorable face twisting in palpable confusion. "Didn’t I give birth to a male child? I even nad him Alexander, after his father’s favorite villain, Alexander the Conqueror from two millennia ago."
"Indeed, Mother," I replied, also confused. "I also thought he was a man... I’m ashad of my lack of vigilance."
We both turned our worried heads back to Master.
His—uh, her—blue eyes were twinkling with innocence as she played with her tiny fingers.
"Oh well," Lily recovered. "I’ll just rena her Alexandra now!"
"I also believe that is the cleverest conclusion to the matter, Mother." I recovered too.
To think Master was female all along... I must be getting rusty after all.
Or is it an aftereffect from skill overuse?
A sha, though... I won’t be able to carry her seed...
Well, that can be solved with a little bit of magic.
Lily got up, cheerful as usual.
"Now that we’ve solved the mystery, let’s get back to the kitchen! Carry Xandra and co help out!"
"Understood!"
I don’t know... it’s been just about a day since I joined the Lucian family... but I feel like I’ll never get bored here.
Master, Lily, and everyone Master would hold dear...
I’m confident I’ll have fun again, just like 2000 years ago!
***
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While Seraphina and Lily slipped back into their chaotic warm sitcom, sowhere else, more gloomy and dark...
A great hall, like the hall of a royal, filled with so strange and suspicious individuals...
Suddenly, a violet fog appeared in their midst, drawing a round gate in the dark-thed palace.
Out of it, a young teen girl with short white hair and glasses was lending her shoulder to a shirtless and utterly roughed-up man, barefooted.
"Boss!"
"Arahabaki-sama?!"
"Milord!"
And so on...
As he sheepishly walked a red-carpeted line, he gestured at them with his hand to calm down, skimping like a hurt puppy.
"H-Hey!" the glasses girl called out as Arahabaki didn’t wait for her. "Stay still! Let cast a healing spell on you!"
Ignoring her, he continued moving—his ragged breath and her clicking heels the only sound in the hall—until he reached a point at the far end.
A throne of darkness and gold, he sat on like a king who survived a thunderstrike, then drew a deep breath—
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
—and entered a maniacal laughter, his voice echoing in the wide hall.
"No matter how you look at it, it is far too hilarious!"
The glasses girl at his side began to heal his bruises, her outstretched hand glowing with a pristine glister.
"Thank you, Yuuki," Arahabaki smiled at his healer.
"But, my Lord, what happened?" asked a golden-eyed, prestigiously dressed young man with two horns jutting out of his head.
"Yeah, we heard the news—the explosion at Seana, Dokai..." said a young man looking to be in his early twenties, dressed in a fur-lined coat.
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"I will be sure to explain everything, brethren," Arahabaki stated. "But first, let say this: a new contender has arrived."
"Contender?" the horned man said.
"Yes, Illumi," Arahabaki turned to him. "As you know, there are two sides in this war: the invaders and the defenders... But this new contender stands with neither side—though they can ultimately choose whichever they please."
The coated man squinted. "So... did this ’New Contender’ do this to you...? Should we prepare for retaliation?"
"Are you a fool, Rashomon?" Arahabaki glanced at him. "If they could indeed do this to , what could any of you possibly hope to do to them?"
Rashomon threw his head with a hmph, then squatted.
"If anything," Arahabaki continued, "I believe I’ve stirred the hornet’s nest by showing them hostility. But there’s a silver lining—so did the defending side."
"...Master, was this New Contender... hot?"
"Strength-wise, without any magical influence," Arahabaki ignored the feather-winged short man, "the Predator surpassed both Yam and I with ease."
"Impossible!" Illumi exclaid. "Setting aside your monstrous strength, Yam is a complete rock—the number of beings who can match his raw power can be counted on one hand!"
"I know this very well," Arahabaki nodded, "and I still say: the Predator matched both his strength and mine—easily."
"Predator?" Rashomon raised a brow. "What’s with that cool moniker?"
"That was what they called themselves, as they turned a man into compressed coal—[Aggressive Predator]."
"Shouldn’t we take that as a sign of hostility to all?" Yuuki, previously silent, finally spoke, her hands slithering over Arahabaki’s chest.
"You think so?" a blonde boy asked, legs folded as he floated mid-air. "I think it sounds a bit lewd—like a womanizer out for anything in a skirt."
"Right?! I thought the sa thing!" the angel-winged man interjected, eyes gleaming at the young boy.
"Can you both be any less perverse?" Yuuki rolled her eyes and returned to biting Arahabaki’s ear.
"Please don’t say that while doing sothing equally perverse," the boy deadpanned.
"No, Starlight," Yuuki responded to the floating boy, "you’re way too young to engage in adult stuff."
"And Hawk," she turned to the winged man, "our Master is hurt and depressed, but all you can think about is won?"
"I am not depressed in the least," Arahabaki corrected. "In fact, I am energized."
"Back to the matter at hand," a twelve-foot-tall, muscle-bound man with long grey hair said, "if this new threat harbors negative intentions toward us, wouldn’t it be wise to eliminate it swiftly? Or is it more dangerous than the World Pillars?"
Arahabaki scoffed. "Violent as always, Damian. Though, in truth, I also entertained such an idea—thus, my current shaful appearance."
Yuuki’s eyes widened with concern. "No, Araha, you are not shaless—in fact, you look really cool!"
She moved to sit on his lap, resting her head on his chest.
"Hold on a minute, little girl," a tall, black-haired woman in a red kimono snapped. "Would you not let Arahabaki-sama rest first? Before you begin your harlotry?"
"My, is this the foul stench of jealousy I perceive?" Yuuki mocked. "You know you can never find a place in Araha’s heart, Nadeshiko, and it continues to eat at you, doesn’t it?"
Arahabaki then grabbed Yuuki by the collar, lifted her, and set her on the ground.
"Ah! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Put back!" She scurried up to wrap herself around him again, as Nadeshiko grit her teeth.
"Uhm, I think we’re not taking this matter too seriously," muttered a cool-headed young man with dark hair and eyes, various rings on his fingers. "I’m surprised you guys aren’t getting chills from a monster that took on both the Boss and the Shredder, but still walks about alive."
Arahabaki laughed. "While the matter is indeed of grave importance, I also like to see my... friends happy."
He turned to him. "Trust , Boros, if we’re happy and together, nothing can stand in our way."
Boros gave a thin smile. "Still optimistic as always."
"Naturally," Arahabaki sank into his throne. "That is one lesson my first friend, Alexander, taught ."
His expression then darkened. "And he was rejected by the world he saved... Ah, speaking of Alexander, I discovered sothing drastic tonight..."
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