World of Women-Chapter 27Volume 5 –

“Kemala…”

“Don’t keep worrying over me.” Kemala smiled from her seat in the wheelchair. “I’ve already had the best magical healing that money can buy. I will be out of this chair in a few months once the spinal damage has been fixed.”

After waking up, I had spent my time with Mia. She had said everyone was alive and safe, but she must have been holding back. Once we landed, I came up to the deck with everyone else. It was only then that I was able to see everyone’s condition. Looking at their tired, worried, and haunted expressions, I was reminded of just how bad things had gotten in Trilor. Most of them looked healthy for the most part, but the one who caught my interest was the one who suffered the most.

Kemala, in particular, was now in a wheelchair. Her beauty was no less, save for a scar on her right cheek. It pained my heart to look at it. It was the only visible damage to her body. Magic had done a good job putting her back together, but I couldn’t imagine how much emotional and mental damage she had faced.

“You should return to Valiant. Take as much time as you need,” I declared.

She smiled lightly, shaking her head. “I’d rather stay if it is alright with you. I’m at my best when I keep busy. Going home with nothing to do would be a nightmare for me.”

Knowing how much of a workaholic she was, I knew that Kemala was right, but I still couldn’t stop worrying.

“At least, working as my assistant…” I started, but she immediately interrupted.

“I’ve already worked things out. I’m the only one who had all the contact information, but I recognize my current condition may limit some of what I can do. That’s why I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve hired an assistant to help do what I am unable.”

“An assistant?” I asked, wondering where she could find someone on a pirate airship fleeing Trilor to Nippon.

She smiled and gestured, and a blonde girl stepped forward surprising me. “Raven?”

“I-I wanted to help,” Raven said, stopping next to Kemala’s chair.

Her usually dark style of dressing had been replaced with business attire, not unlike Kemala’s. Given the two girls' similar body types, it wouldn’t be surprising if Kemala had loaned her younger charge the suit so that she looked more official.

“You want to be my secretary?” I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief.

Only a short month ago, Raven wanted nothing to do with me. She avoided me like the plague and was a few steps away from becoming a Women’s Rights Activist. Suddenly, she wanted to work as my aide. Although I knew her temperament had changed a bit, this all felt a bit too exaggerated. I expected something like this from Lexy, although honestly, I probably couldn’t trust Lexy with such a job, as she might use it to take advantage, much like her mother would do.

“It’s not that…” Raven pushed her fingers together. “I just need to take responsibility…”

“Responsibility?”

“Ah! It’s not like that!” She quickly waved her hands. “I will take my job seriously. Kemala has debriefed me on all of the tasks she’s responsible for. For everything she can’t do, I’m prepared to fill the role.”

She looked worried I’d say no. Honestly, I didn’t mind. Both of my daughters had tagged along on this trip, and I had been more of a nuisance than a pleasure. Having something to occupy their time would be good for them. If only I could find something for Lexy to do too.

I gave her a nod. “You do that. Remember, it’s a big job to fill.”

“F-fill!” She jumped. “Ah… y-yes… I’ll do that too… even if it’s big.” Her eyes went a bit distant, like she was daydreaming.

I felt like she was misunderstanding things, but the docking ramp was lowered, and I needed to be the first to come down. This was supposedly a Nippon custom. Men were supposed to disembark before women and children, so pretty much the opposite of the world I had once known. I got on the ramp, and as I walked down, there was a large group of people to meet me. I felt a moment of panic as I recalled Trilor, but then, surprise hit me when I felt my hands grabbed.

On one side, Raven had clutched my hand. She was distinctly looking away, her cheeks red. On the other side was Lexy, hugging my arm as she looked up at me. I could feel the softness of her chest against my shoulder. Seeing them both worrying about me, my anxiety eased a bit.

The three of us reached the bottom of the ramp, coming out onto the airship pier. Before I could say a word, an elderly woman bowed in front of me. Suddenly, all the women on the pier fell to their knees, putting their heads on the ground. I wanted to hold out my hands and tell them it wasn’t necessary, but the girls had my hands and either way, I shouldn’t fight whatever customs a foreign country had.

“Nippon welcomes you, Honorable Clyburn.” The old woman who bowed lifted her head. “I am Prime Minister of Nippon. Nippon welcomes all men with open arms.”

As she said this, she pulled apart her arms, her robes hanging from them, giving off the impression she was larger than she was, like a bird raising its feathers.

“It is good to be in Nippon. I’ve heard a lot about your country, and it has long since been my desire to visit.”

The prime minister smiled. “Of course, we’ve also long known about you. Your accomplishments are world-renowned, and you are admired by every man in Nippon.”

Although she was complimenting me, I was surprised to see my daughters getting embarrassed. Lexy hid her face in my arm, while Raven looked down at her feet. Nippon seemed very respectful. I was a bit surprised.

“I actually must admit, I have another reason for coming…” Her smile widened as I spoke.

“You wish to see your son and your woman.” She stepped to the side, clapping twice.

The women in the precession split, and then a familiar woman came walking up. She was dressed in a fine kimono and makeup, just like the other women here. Although she was older now, I recognized her immediately.

“Aiko.”

“Clyburn.” She stopped a few feet from me. “You’ve left me waiting.”

Her abrupt words caused a frown to form on the prime minister’s lips. It seemed like this wasn’t something they had rehearsed.

“I’m sorry, my love,” I responded.

She raised her chin. “Have you brought me anything?”

I scratched my cheek awkwardly. It wasn’t that I hadn’t thought to bring her stuff, but everything we had was confiscated in Trilor. We escaped on a different ship, and such presents were left behind.

“I can get you pregnant again?” I jumped to the one thing I knew women wanted.

“I’ve already had a male.” She sniffed, and my face sunk slightly. “I don’t need to have another kid.”

“Mother, please be more respectful of father. You’re making the Prime Minister nervous,” a calm voice said behind her.

Aiko blushed, stepping to the side. A young youth stepped forward. He looked a bit like me, although he had dark hair and was a bit taller. Kato had been one of the first children I had ever made and was also one of the oldest. He had grown into a fine young man. He had a blend of western and eastern features which made him look pretty cool.

Aiko started to pick at her son, fixing his collar and trying to slick back his hair. I could see the pair had a really good relationship. That wasn’t always the case with my girls, especially those who had men. He tolerated it for a few moments, but as she continued to fret, he started to resist.

“You must give your father a good impression,” she was muttering.

“Mom, stop it.” He tried to escape her hands helplessly. “Father, I must say, you have arrived in good time. Mother is exceptionally restless. I think father must properly… how do you say it… give Mother a good dicking.”

I nearly broke into a cough. However, his words had effectively caused his mother to stop fretting over him. Instead, she was covering her face while hitting his arm.

“How could you say that? He’s right there! If he knows I want that, he’ll think I’m slutty.”

“I almost considered taking care of things myself.” Kato ignored his mom, approaching me with a smile, but when my eyes flashed, he held up his hands. “Do not worry Father. Mother has not lain with another man. It is considered rude in Nipponese culture to lay with another man’s woman without his permission. Since father claimed mother, I wouldn’t dare.”

I let out a breath. “Really? That’s kind of surprising.”

“Mother has told me a bit about her time in your birth country. I can’t imagine a life like that.” He shook. “Here, men are a respected part of society. When we choose a woman, we continue to sleep with her until she’s pregnant, and we’ll continue to sleep with and produce more children with her. If we’re both willing, she joins my harem and becomes one of my mistresses. This is the Nipponese way. It is my honor to produce children and take care of many women, and the women must have babies and service her man.”

As he explained the inner workings of Nippon to me, it did seem like the natural direction of a country that took after Japan. I found myself wishing I had been born in such a country. I could already see by how the Prime Minister and her staff acted that they held a great deal of respect for men. Rather than treating them like celebrities, livestock, or lottery tickets, their entire society worked toward the natural betterment of their people.

“Madame Prime Minister.” Kato bowed politely to the Prime Minister, who had calmed down a bit after Aiko’s outburst. “Do you mind if I escort my father?”

“Of course, honorable Kato.” She nodded her head before looking at me. “If you need anything, I will leave my number for your assistant. Call me if you have any questions. Otherwise, our home is your home.”

She, and all of the other women, bowed once again. At least, the other women didn’t get on the floor again. I had to nudge Raven twice, and Kemala who had finally been wheeled down the ramp by Mia had to clear her throat, but Raven finally got it.

“Ah! That’s my job!”

She went to the Prime Minister nervously and collected her information. The Prime Minister didn’t make things hard on her, and Kato took the place by my side were Raven had been. As for Lexy, she was still glued to me, happy hanging on my arm for the foreseeable future. While everyone else worked on unpacking, doing repairs, and everything else needed since our flight from Trilor, I was taken to a rickshaw. I was a bit surprised to see a muscular woman waiting to pull Kato and me. There was only room for the pair of us. Lexy reluctantly let go, and everyone else had to follow in some other manner.

I was taken to a building that looked like a large manor although as I got closer, I realized it was a traditional Japanese house. "Is this where you live?"

Kato nodded. "I allow Mother to live with myself and my harem."

Kato was only a young man, but when he spoke of harems, I was naturally curious. Where I grew up, harems didn't exist. Women only slept with men to get pregnant, and men only slept with women to meet their quotas and continue to receive government benefits. Although I had broken convention and had gathered many lovers around myself, I wouldn't say we truly had a harem. The girls rarely interacted with each other apart from me, and many of them had their lifestyles and careers. Some I only saw once every few years, like Talitha, while others like Brooke had been free to pursue relationships with women.

"How many women are in your harem?" I asked.

"To date... twenty-three," he revealed.

My eyes bulged slightly. It should be noted that Kato didn't even have that many years to his name, but he had that many women loyal to him. I struggled to keep a half dozen of them happy at a time. If I counted every woman I considered lovers, it might come shy of twenty-three. I didn't know how he did it.

"They don't get jealous for your time, or fight with each other?" I asked.

"Why would they do that?" He asked, seemingly shocked. "That would be dishonorable. We all agreed to this lifestyle, and it would be strange if they then became unhappy."

I decided not to talk about it anymore. Kato had his way of living, and it wasn't my place to put Western politics into it. We entered the mansion and were greeted by the sight of twenty-three young women all lined up. They were all in kimonos and painted up with makeup. The women all bowed to Kato and I. After all these years, I had become quite shameless, but this was enough to even make me a little embarrassed. It was only my son who seemed to take it all in stride. I had never felt that jealous of my kids. After all, I had just as many if not more beauties than them, and even many of their sisters and mothers reserved themselves for me. However, such nice treatment made me feel slightly envious. What would it have been like if I had reincarnated here instead?

Kato began to introduce all of his mistresses. I started trying to remember their names, but I had already forgotten the first by the time I got to the third. These women also lacked the diversity of those from Amaryllis. It was true that they were all beautiful, but they all were dark-haired Nipponese women. I didn't want to say that all Nipponese looked alike, but I had to admit that if I was asked to pick one out of a lineup, I might struggle.

"Let us freshen up and enjoy refreshments." Kato continued to take the lead, with even Aiko following quietly. "Today should be a day of relaxation."

Kato knew how to speak my language. The pair of us ended up in a hot spring behind the mansion. After we showered off, we headed out into the spring. There, I was greeted by twenty-three naked Nipponese women. It was twenty-four if Aiko was included. They were completely immodest, not attempting to hide their bodies under our eyes. They merely chatted away as they bathed themselves or played. They spoke in the Nipponese language, so I didn't understand their words, but they seemed to be lively and friendly with each other.

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We entered the spring, which I was a bit happy about because I feared I might get aroused otherwise. It was quite hot and had a medicinal smell that was rather relaxing. As soon as we entered the water, a couple of the girls broke off of what they were doing and came to our side. One girl appeared in front of Kato, and another appeared in front of me. They spoke something in Nipponese, then the girl said a single word.

"Wash?"

"Meko wants the privilege of washing your back, Father," Kato said relaxedly, already leaning forward and allowing the other girl to rub his shoulders.

"I don't want to be presumptuous..." I responded, feeling like I might be taking a step too far.

"Not at all, father. You are my creator, and everything that I have is yours as well. Please do not hesitate."

"I-I see..." I responded, nodding to the girl. "Then, please continue."

The girl moved and started doing my back. It felt good, and the heat was relaxing. As for the other women, they seemed to have no problems continuing their normal conversations while their breasts jiggled freely in front of me. My cock was already twitching with excitement. It was a strange situation, but I had never experienced it before, and I couldn't help but feel excited and simultaneously relaxed.

The two women washing our backs finished up quickly, but that was because it was their signal for them to wash the fronts. The woman who was washing my back came around to my front, and the one who was washing Kato's back did likewise to him. Then, the two began to wash our chests. My body was covered in a thin film of sweat from the heat, and the girl used a small cloth to clean my chest. It felt a bit weird having a girl do that. Although I had bathed with other women before, cleaning was usually a pretext for something more.

After she was done washing my chest, the girl moved her hand down, reaching the top of my abs, but then she continued down. My cock was already a bit swollen, and as her hand reached my base, she paused. Then, she grabbed my cock. Her grip was light and soft, but as her hand began to move up and down, the sensation was intense. My cock stiffened, and she didn't stop. I was getting jerked off by a girl while my son was sitting next to me! I looked over at Kato. His cock was also being stroked, and the girl had no issue doing so.

"Um..."

Kato raised one eyebrow, and I felt like I had just been caught in an affair, but he only chuckled. "Meko gives the best hand jobs."

"I-is this okay?" I barely stuttered out.

"Father, I've already said, everything that is mine is yours," he affirmed. "If you wish, please fuck any of my women. It'd be my honor to watch and learn from the experiences of my father."

I wasn’t sure how to respond. Was there such a thing as too much hospitality?