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Chapter 15 – Nara and Lezieune… Part 1


When I was a kid, by the time I gained awareness, I was already together with Nara.


My father and Nara’s parents went in the front line, so my sickly mother, who was left behind, raised us like sisters.


I heard that the Oni and Scylla tribes had been friends for a long time, so they decided to take in Nara, whose parents were unable to take care of her.


I also had heard a lot about my dads’ activities, but I never remembered anything when he was alive, maybe because I was too young back then, so I honestly felt like a stranger to those topics.


Back then, there were no communities of different races like there are now, and the royal capital was just a messy gathering of several races.


There were not many adult men, so security was not very good.


So people often made fun of my horns and Nara’s tentacles, but there weren’t many adults to blame.


Then, the war was over, but my father and Nara’s parents did not come back.


But we were paid an enormous amount of money.


It seems that my father’s and Nara’s parents’ compensation and pensions were paid to us after the war.


Mom used the money to buy a nice place in the still chaotic royal capital at a reasonable price and built a community where the Oni tribe could gather.


That was how many communities of various races were established in those days.


Of course, they also tried to gather the Scylla people, but unfortunately, my mother could not find a single one.


As the number of people in the Megi area increased and a sort of natural hierarchical relationship began to form, I felt that Nara’s place was disappearing.


People who had been friends with us for a long time were fine, but the Oni newcomers seemed to be blatantly avoiding Nara.


In particular, many of them didn’t like the tentacles peeking through the gaps in her kimono. I’ve never cared for that kind of thing, but…


“Sis… do you think it’s still okay for me to be here?”


Perhaps sensing such an atmosphere around her, Nara began to say such things in a lonely tone.


It seems that many people did not like the idea of another race being on the side of the clan that stood at the top of the Oni tribe.


The truth is that it is a city of the Oni and Scylla tribes, but not many people understood that.


Then one day, Nara suddenly appeared in front of me, dressed in a black maid’s outfit.


“From today on, I will make Nara Lezieune’s personal maid.”


My mother declared.


“I have to oversee the entire Megi area. That’s why, Lezieune, protect Nara, okay?”


I was not too fond of the idea of having a master-servant relationship with Nara, who had grown up with me like sisters, but she looked so happy in her maid’s outfit that I decided to go along with it.


She seemed to like the way the fluffy skirt hid her tentacles.


But maybe it was because she pushed herself too hard to bring the Oni clan together, soon after, mom fell ill.


“Please, Lezieune… you have to bear a child… Don’t let our bloodline die out…”


That was her last will and testament.


So I had sex with many men, but I never got pregnant.


“Uhm, sis… how do you make a child?”


One day, Nara asked me this question.


I knew how to do it because I had learned it from an aunt in the Megi area, but Nara had no experience with it yet.


“Well, for starters, you have to put a man’s penis in here.”


I was a little embarrassed, but I slipped off the shitaobi underwear and opened my crack to show her.


“Wha, big sis! That’s improper!”


“Eeh~ but you asked for it, Nara. I just answered your question.”


“You’re right about that, but… or rather, what will be put in there again?”


“Like I said… a man’s penis….”


“Eeeh!?”


Nara’s eyes widened, and her face turned bright red at my answer.


“That… doesn’t it hurt?”


“Mmm, I don’t know. I heard it would hurt at first, but as for me, it didn’t hurt at all.”


“Is that so…”


“It’s supposed to feel really good, but I don’t really understand it either.”


It felt good to be touched and licked but not so good to be inserted.


I mean, it was kind of weird. Shouldn’t it be the other way around?


“Fufu, you know what I think? That one from Nara might feel good.”


Saying this, I pointed to the tip of a tentacle peeking out from the hem of her skirt.


“Eh…? T-then… do you want to try it?”


“What?”


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