33 . Elia’s true intentions (1)
He put her finger on her and hinted.
“You’re fine now, right?”
My heart is still pounding. If Elia is wrong, I….
I hated thinking about it. The fact that they disappear from my life is frightening. It is different from later when they get older and find a partner to spend the rest of their lives with. It was unacceptable that the meaning of my life would disappear because of my fault.
Elia must have noticed the concern on my face, so she opened her mouth again with a weepy look on her face.
“Sorry for worrying you.”
“Are you okay? Dad, that Elia is safe, that is enough.”
After she finished speaking, she hugged Elia again. I didn’t feel the faint trembling like before. Elia felt her happiness flowing into me. Elia asked if she was stable enough. She held my back tightly with her hands and buried her face in the nape of my neck.
“Dad, I love you.”
There was no sense of her sweet voice ringing directly in my ear and her face burning, but I thought it was a common greeting that her daughter usually greets her father, hugged her tightly and I replied the same.
“Dad loves my daughter too.”
Elia smiled bashfully and she fell from my arms.
After wiping her saliva from her mouth, I got up from her seat and headed to Rihanna’s room.
Despite all of this commotion, Rihanna was sleeping with her mouth drooling and snoring.
It was a bonus that he had such a good dream.
It’s an unsightly appearance, but I didn’t hate it. I was glad to be back.
Rihanna seems to have gotten pretty close with the kids while I wasn’t there, and she would be surprised to find out Elia did that while she slept, and she might feel guilty like I did.
I forgot about it for a while because of a series of commotions, but I called the children into the living room and sat down at the table.
“Are you all seated?”
I showed the books I was holding in my arms to the children who answered in unison, even though I was making faces that did not understand English.
Numerous books I brought from the town’s library, on the covers of which were written about basic s*xual concepts, s*x education, and the correct method of masturbation that men and women should have.
Rihanna, who was sitting among the elves, asked me with an expression of incomprehension.
“I know you do s*x education, but why am I? I’m 20 now… ?”
She is an age who knows everything even though she has lived a rough life, but she probably never learned it professionally. There was nothing to lose by taking this opportunity to learn together with the children.
I lightly ignored Rihanna’s complaints, reading her books together, or packing up what I knew, to rant her up. I contributed to their knowledge with all my heart and soul.
The children were looking at me with glimmering eyes as I imitated a professor with my insignificant knowledge.
Actually, the content is not that great.
Just read the contents of the book, such as masturbation is not a bad thing, a very natural act, contraceptive methods, crossbreeding between different races, and how to have s*x full of love.
During the long class, Rihanna fell asleep on the table before I knew it, but each of the children looked at me with shining eyes while blushing in embarrassment.
Their passionate eyes warmed a corner of my heart for some reason. Is this the pride that only educators can feel?
Olivia raised her hand as if she wouldn’t allow me to be immersed in the afterglow, and the first question was asked.
“Dad, can a human and an elf have children?”
“Isn’t that possible? The half-elf race didn’t come about for nothing.”
In the beginning, male elves were said to be few in number and almost lacking in s*xual desire. It’s not that the number of pure-blooded elves is low for nothing.
If the number of male elves was as high as that of females and their s*xual desires were strong, this continent would have been occupied by elves who lived forever.
I put my scary thoughts aside and listened to Stella as she asked the next question.
“Should I use contraception?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to do it? I don’t know when you guys become adults, but aren’t you at an age where you can take responsibility for someone yet?”
“If I have the confidence to take responsibility, I don’t have to?”
Stella with a rather positive attitude. I reluctantly nodded her head, and it seemed that Stella’s pupils seemed to glow sinisterly for a moment.
Before she could catch her breath, Noah raised her hand half shyly.
“Then, like today, in dad’s clothes….”
The afterword was omitted, but I was able to infer what he was trying to say.
It’s true that this is a slightly embarrassing question, but you shouldn’t show it off. I, who had already set a precedent for her as Elia, could not hurt them.
There were no other young men in the village anyway. I was willing to allow them if they could continue their healthy behavior with just my clothes.
I pretended to be calm and stroked Noah’s head.
“Yes, but you can’t do it too openly like before.”
“Yes, I will be careful.”
After the short question session, the children were exchanging and absorbing the knowledge they had accepted with a satisfied look, and were again increasing their storehouse of knowledge.
“Does Elia have any other questions?”
Is it the aftermath of what happened earlier? This class was started for Elia in the first place.
Elia, who usually asks the most questions when something like this happens, kept her mouth shut.
She was hesitantly looking at me.
Do you still have that in mind?
Elia, who had been staring blankly at the cover of the book, implied a question.
“Can I ask my dad to do everything in this book?”
I couldn’t even compare it to the question Noah asked.
“Elia, I know what you’re thinking, but if you do something like this with Dad….”
Before I could finish my words, Elia jumped up from her seat and raised her voice, even setting a blood band around her neck.
“Why? Why?! Why can’t I do it with my dad!? Are you asking me to allow my body to other filthy humans!?”
Not only the three children who were happily talking to each other at the sound, but also Rihanna who was snoring! She got up from her seat with a noise and looked around her.
Elia grabbed my arm before I knew it and said as if pleading.
“That, that is a social problem….”
Elia spoke back bluntly.
“Is there anything that becomes a social problem? We just have to do it secretly among ourselves. And isn’t it written here to only have relationships with people you love? We love daddy more than anyone else, and I think I’d be happier than anything else with him, so why refuse? Does Dad hate us? If I’m not a father… It can’t be without my dad! No other filthy man can touch me!”
Olivia Langstella grabbed both of her arms as she watched her voice grow louder and louder.
“Elia, calm down a little.”
She thought she was fine from the outside.
The moment she made an appointment with me, she was the same as usual even though she was Elia until then.
But was it not like that inside? Have I acted too hastily for a child who still needs stability?
Compared to Stella and Olivia, Elia, whose strength is weak, couldn’t shake off their arms and only screamed out in anger.
“Huh? Elia, you grew up so well… ! You can make daddy’s baby! If Dad wants it right away… !”
Elia, finally freed from her two arms, grabbed my hand and moved it to her own chest in the blink of an eye.
At the touch of her hand, Elia suddenly put on an ecstatic expression, and she whispered in a voice that seemed to melt.
“Dad, can’t you feel it? Elia’s feelings for her dad… How about it? Don’t you feel good about my breasts, soft and big? This could make her dad feel better….”
Elia’s breasts, which normally felt soft against her forearm, felt unpleasant for the first time.
Behind her, Rihanna, as well as her children, looked bewildered.
She never dreamed that Elia, who was always gentle, would react like this.
She put her hand on top of her mine, squeezed it, and opened her mouth.
“Dad’s hands are warm… If Daddy says he can do anything… Huh? I can use my body however I want….”
I couldn’t let her go any further than this.
She’s my daughter, I couldn’t let her twisted desires rule her.
She couldn’t hear me because her mind was already elsewhere. I bit my teeth and took special measures.
Pair!
A cheerful sound echoed through the room, and Elia looked at me with a puzzled look while caressing her blushing cheek.
“… Dad?”
My heart was more bitter than the tingling palms.
The pain of beating a child was incomparable to anything else.
Barely holding back my tears, I spoke in a firm tone.
“Elia! Value yourself a little more. Later you will meet someone who truly loves you. Right now, you may feel that Dad is everything and that I am the coolest, but that will change over time.”
Elia lowered her head and said nothing for a moment.
All I could hear was jumping up from my seat, going into my room, and locking the door.
I caressed the palm that had slapped her on the cheek with a trembling hand.
It hurts, this is the first time I’ve experienced such pain. Even if you stab your heart with a dagger, you won’t be able to feel this kind of pain.
Good intentions do not always lead to good results.
I could only feel the cold wind blowing through the windows.
I was still a poor parent.