A NOTE FROM WHATSAWHIZZER
Hey Fans, Whatsawhizzer here. I'm sorry releases here stopped the last couple of months. I let go of my digital assistant for monetary reasons and I didn't have the time to do the releases in their place. I'm leaving my job this month and will return to writing full time, and I also found some assistance who will be making sure public releases come out reliably once again. For more information on releases (what is releasing, when) please visit my discord or my website (Make them links to discord and website). I will also be dropping some of my stories to free in the near future, so look forward to that. Thanks, and I appreciate your support and your patience. Sincerely, Whatsawhizzer
“Can they really do that?” I cried out.
I mean, there was no way I’d allow it to happen, but I also didn’t want to start an international incident here, especially over what I considered a misunderstanding. One of these guests was the princess! They wouldn’t be speaking so boldly if they knew what they were seriously saying. I turned to the Tibult family for help. After all, they were the ones who had been here and should understand things the best.
“Do you hate us?” Octin asked, looking up at me with tear-filled eyes.
“Father, perhaps you shouldn’t tease him too much.” Octius laughed.
“Are you going to do it or not? I’ll even tolerate a kiss!” The woman crossed her arms over her chest.
“Haha… don’t worry!” Octavia stepped forward. “How about he just kiss me? Oh, but my chest is quite large though.”
If they were describing her chest, there wasn’t much sign of any breasts, just pecs, but they were pretty large if you were being technical, not that that option was that much better.
“Ehhh…” The three church girls didn’t seem to know what to make of the situation either. “I’m not so sure about that.”
“Fine! You say I don’t go for small chests?” I snapped, feeling like I was losing my sanity there. “Then, how about this?”
I reached forward and grabbed the girl herself. She was flatchested, after all, and also pretty.
“Wh-what?” She cried out as I pulled her and kissed her.
“Ahhh… he went for her.” Octin pouted.
“D-dad! You’re married!” Otto cried out.
“That’s true!” Octin raised his finger like he had just remembered that. “Then, good Deek here must have been trying to protect my vows…”
“I’m almost certain that isn’t it…”
“Mmm! Mmm!” The girl struggled helplessly as I kissed her thoroughly.
However, she couldn’t say I didn’t like flat-chested girls after that, right? I finally let her go and she stumbled back, gasping for breath.
“Y-you… you!” She said it twice.
“Is that satisfactory now?” I asked.
Her face turned red. “I-I’ll remember this!”
She grabbed the other two girls, who looked just as surprised as she was, and then fled the area. I let out a breath as I saw them go. I wasn’t sure if that would make things more difficult between me and the church of the daughter later on. When I had time, I should bring Garnet over here. I regretted not inviting her already. Well, she technically wasn’t in my harem.
To the best of my knowledge, she wasn’t even affected by certain Harem Master skills I had tried out on a certain night. However, she had an association with the church of the mother that I wasn’t too clear on, and she had the flat-chestedness that the church of the daughter revered, so it was a good combo to have.
I had come here just to relax, but I realized now I just knew far too little about the Ost Republic. I had been dealing with issues in Aberis for so long, I didn’t feel ready to start dealing with the issues of another country. At the very least, we were through the door now. I could finally just sit back and enjoy a wedding.