Broken Possessors of Infinite Regression Academy

“….!”

I woke up with a start. I had a very strange dream.

In the dream, my arms and legs were cut off, and I was being taken care of by the women around me. Even after they were cut off, I spent the whole day doing the same thing, so whether it was a dream or reality, it seemed that my life during the break would not change.

I carefully stretched my arms and legs to make sure they were still attached, then slowly got out of bed. No matter how much healing magic and how much of the best tonic I consumed, it was still tiring.

The physical fatigue was almost non-existent due to the tonic, but the psychological factor was significant.

‘How many times did I do it this week?’

Instead of remembering when I last had sex, I couldn’t even remember when I last rested. It seemed like I always had two people with me wherever I went.

As the order rotated, the others built up their sexual desire while they recovered, and when it was their turn again, they stuck to me as if nothing had happened. I was the only one who never got a break.

Especially Erestika, whose sexual desire seemed to match her massive body, and Nika, whose species naturally enjoyed erotic things, were like soul-sucking creatures.

‘I have to do it, don’t I?’

I didn’t regret it. After all, it was the path I had chosen. In order not to disappoint the women around me, I had to get used to it, or rather, I had to enjoy it.

With that thought in mind, I covered the sleeping Elysier and Rosalia with a blanket and got out of bed.

Before leaving, I didn’t forget to drink the tonic, which had become a daily routine. Erestika had raided the Imperial Treasury and brought back a tonic that was said to restore youth.

Of course, it was an exaggeration to say that the Emperor shed tears of blood when he heard about it, as I was the one who had restored his youth, and he had already acknowledged me.

“….That’s it for today.”

After drinking the lukewarm milk, which I suspected had been intentionally placed next to the tonic, I left the room. Since the order had ended, I planned to leave the two sleeping women alone.

“Good morning, Special Human.”

“Hmm. Good morning.”

As I walked into the central hall, the god and the Demon God were already there, eating a mountain of cake.

The god was smiling as usual, but the Demon God seemed to be in a bad mood, puffing out her cheeks and refusing to look me in the eye.

“What’s wrong, Demon God? You seem to enjoy our family’s cake.”

“Ah, my cake! What are you doing!”

The Demon God reached for a cake on the plate in front of her and gobbled it up. The Demon God glared at me with wide eyes, then began to squabble, hitting my arm with her tiny hands.

“So, what’s the problem?”

“I know you’re trying your best, but can’t you at least live a human life? If you keep using your power like this, your body will break down soon. Can’t you take at least one day off a week, or even two?”

It was a surprisingly ordinary concern. I was about to be surprised when the god across the room chuckled.

“My sister is worried about you, Special Human. She’s worried that you might get sick or something. But she’s too embarrassed to say it directly, so she’s hinting at it.”

“Oh, is that so? You should have told me earlier.”

“Equinox! Don’t talk about itㅡ ouch! Let go of me!”

The Demon God approached me and tried to put her arms around my waist. I easily caught her by the wrists and lifted her up.

“Pfft, what are you doing? You’re so annoying, Demon God.”

The Demon God’s tiny palms slapped my arm. It was a futile resistance, as it had no effect on me. I smiled and lifted her up, then lowered her a little, repeating the action.

“….What are you doing in the morning?”

“Mira is adoring our daughter. It’s a very good sign.”

As Leona and Latina entered the central hall, they commented on the scene. Leona looked a little confused, while Latina seemed proud.

“Why are you calling me your daughter, nun! Don’t say such strange things!”

The Demon God was startled, but Latina was firm.

“The three of us were intertwined, and when we gave birth to a child who resembled us, that child would be our daughter. So it’s fine to call us your mothers.”

“Eek… eek… eek…”

It sounded a little strange, but it wasn’t far from the truth, so the Demon God just trembled.

I put her down on the floor. The Demon God puffed out her cheeks and stepped on my foot, then sat down in front of her cake plate, pouting. Latina sat next to her. Leona sat next to the god.

Latina offered a piece of strawberry cake with a fork and said, “Come on, call me Mom.”

“I won’t! I’m not crazy!”

“Then pretend to be crazy and call me Mom just this once.”

“I’m not crazy! I’m perfectly sane!”

The Demon God glared at the chocolate cake that was being pushed towards her, then jumped back. As the two squabbled, the god and Leona awkwardly glanced at each other.

“Do you want some strawberry cake, goddess?”

“Yes, thank you.”

An awkward atmosphere filled the room, thanks to the Demon God and Latina. Then the god spoke up.

“Well, if the hero wants me to, I can call you Mom.”

“Ugh, what?! Huh? Oh, is that so?!”

The two people sitting across from me reacted with more intensity than the Demon God. Leona jumped, and the god blushed even more as she realized what she had just said.

In the meantime, the squabble ended. The Demon God won the three-minute hunger strike and sat on Latina’s lap, reluctantly accepting the piece of cake that was offered to her.

“It failed again, Latina.”

“It’s fine, there will always be other opportunities. There’s no tree that can withstand a hundred blows. If a hundred isn’t enough, just keep trying a thousand or ten thousand times.”

“Hmm, go ahead and try. I won’t give in.”

The Demon God seemed to have become more like a child the more she was treated like one by Latina and the others.

“Look, hero. My sister is becoming a more and more classic tsundere. Later, she might even say something like, ‘It’s not for you, so don’t get the wrong idea!'”

Latina blocked the Demon God, who was about to growl again. Her mouth was full of strawberry and chocolate cake.

“Where are the others?”

“Erestika has gone back to the Demon World until it’s her turn again, and Nika has briefly returned to the Demon World as well. They’re busy going back and forth.”

“That’s fine, since they have their own places to be. What about Laura and Priscilla?”

“Priscilla’s room.”

“The two of them? That’s strange. Are they up to something?”

“…. .”

I was surprised, and so was Leona, who hesitated before answering. Latina also nodded after a slight delay.

“Yes, they’re both taking a break.”

“Why are you making that face? Is something wrong?”

I was suspicious, so I tried to go to their room, but I stopped in my tracks. Something seemed fishy. They had been surprised when I asked the question, but now that I was about to go to Priscilla’s room, they seemed unconcerned.

I felt like there was something going on, so I pretended to leave and then opened a dimensional door to Priscilla’s room.

“So, next time, in a swimsuitㅡ huh?”

“Not a swimsuit, but a cosplayㅡ huh?”

“…. .”

And there, I found Laura and Priscilla discussing while surrounded by piles of books. The two of them froze as they saw me standing in front of the dimensional door.

The books on the floor were all erotic books. They were the kind you could find at Japanese or Korean otaku events.

The covers were quite something. Swimsuits, cosplay, everyday clothes, and blatant poses emphasizing breasts or buttocks. Some of them were so explicit that they were almost vulgar.

I had read a few of them myself.

“Mira, why are you here… why…?”

Priscilla looked at me with trembling eyes. Latina and Leona were in the same room. It was clear that some kind of deal had been made.

I picked up a book from the floor. It was a book with a cover of two women in swimsuits, oiling each other’s bodies and approaching each other.

From the cover and title, it seemed to be a story about two women in swimsuits oiling each other’s bodies and then doing something explicit. I put the book down on the floor.

Priscilla and even Laura, who was usually proud of her taste, looked embarrassed.

“Who’s idea was this?”

“Laura…”

“Priscilla…”

The two of them didn’t hesitate for a moment before selling each other out. They glanced at each other with wide eyes.

In other words, they were accomplices.

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“Ah, I see. So that’s what happened.”

Nika returned late in the afternoon, looking dejected, along with Laura and Priscilla, who were also dejected, and Leona and Latina. Nika seemed confused by their dejected expressions, but when she heard what had happened, she burst out laughing.

Leona and Latina had a reason for acting the way they did. They had conspired with Laura and Priscilla to prepare for my visit to Priscilla’s room, and when I asked the question, they were surprised because it hit the nail on the head.

“If you had asked me, I could have told you what would be better. My subordinates have tried these plays at least once.”

“…. .”

At that, the dejected eyes turned to Nika. Nika smiled seductively and swayed her tail.