I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 436

Chapter 436 – Prohibition and Taboo (1)

“Ammut.”

Ammut remains silent even when called.

“I’m not calling you to joke around, so answer me.”

I had a question about Ammut’s memories that I saw this time, so I called him, but there was no answer at all.

In fact, it wasn’t just today, but for the past few days, Ammut hasn’t responded at all when he talks to me or calls me.

I felt like I was completely upset about something.

No, it wasn’t that he was sulking, he was really sulking, so he was stuck in a corner and wasn’t even pretending to listen to me.

I can’t figure out the reason at all… I can’t.

It was unclear whether that was really the reason Ammut was upset.

The day after I had a great time dressing his wives in cat ears and tails, Ammut spoke to me.

‘-Why was it a cat?’

In the midst of personal training… Ammut suddenly said such a thing while melting and absorbing the dragon heart she had received from Justitia.

Without even thinking about it, I replied to Ammut, “The cat is cute.”

It’s been like this since then.

The reason why it was so confusing was why Ammut was upset.

Cat, isn’t it cute?

In the first place, he was in the form of a cat… Well, if you think about it, that appearance was nothing more than the appearance of Ammut, who had fallen and fallen once more.

Personally, I’m more of a dog person than a cat person, but that doesn’t mean cats aren’t cute.

If you look at what he does, he looks like an animal that would have long ago become extinct if it weren’t cute.

However, cats were among the top 3 pets even when the world was turned into a mess, let alone going extinct.

In other words, it is such a cute animal.

From Ammut’s point of view, who had taken the form of a cat after falling into despair, such a cat might not have been a very pleasant sight.

So, it might have been unpleasant for Ammut to have his wives use something that mimics the appearance of a cat.

Thinking about it this way, I understood to some extent why Ammut was upset.

The form it took because it fell while no one wanted it.

Someone used it to have fun for a night’s entertainment.

Even if it were me, the owner, who did it, it might not have been a very pleasant experience.

Still…

“…Um, next time I won’t use cat ears and tail…If possible, so will you forgive me?”

To be honest, it would be a waste not to use it, so I suggested a compromise.

ㅡ…

For some reason, I felt that Ammut’s mood had become even worse.

Is it not possible…

It seems that Ammut’s mood has worsened, and this time he continues to ignore Ammut.

It seemed like it would be a long-term battle to reach a dramatic compromise between labor and management.

So…

“…Well, if you want to talk, just say it.”

Since Ammut is also a being subordinate to me, I can call it if I really want to.

There was no point in forcing someone to come out if they didn’t want to.

So, I decided to just talk to him again as usual if I wanted to say anything.

Originally, cats would not approach when you touched them or paid attention to them, but if you left them alone, they would approach first.

So, wait.

Well, no matter what, in the end, it was Ammut who stayed with me for the rest of my life… Until I died.

By becoming a superhuman, I had managed to recover to the average human lifespan, but that was only considering the fact that I had become a superhuman.

Whatever the reason, since I had built up my reputation, I had plenty of time.

Still etherizing my body…

In other words, it has not reached the level of deification, where a body made of divinity is built, but it has not reached the realm of demi-gods. Due to the nature of divinity, it has not yet become reality, but it is in the process of becoming it.

As we pursue perfection and become more suited to building divinity, we are becoming closer to God, an immortal being, than to mortal life.

At least, it would have been nice to say that I had already become something that could not be compared to the past me.

Even if you no longer accumulate divinity at this point, you have a body that can easily live for 200 to 300 years.

In other words, there was plenty of time to wait for Ammut to calm down from his anger.

No matter what, you won’t be angry for hundreds of years.

For Ammut, who has lived for over 10,000 years, even those hundreds of years may seem like an instant…

The Ammut I had seen so far didn’t seem like it would stay frozen for that long.

“Okay.”

Anyway, after getting up, I also took the piece of dragon heart that had been melting and absorbing into my arms.

Normally, I would have learned martial arts from Xiao or magic from Hoaran, but today I had something else to do.

“It’s about time.”

They said they would arrive around this time.

Just in case, I looked again at the documents Sati had organized and handed over to me last time.

Kobolds, gnolls, frogmen, ratmen… And even demons.

The world government says everyone is equal, but there are ‘less’ equal races that are slightly behind the ranks of equality.

It was a document containing various information about the races and sub-humans included in the migration proposal recently received from the world government.

And the reason I’m reading this is because I ultimately decided to accept the world government’s proposal.

There are several reasons, and putting them all together, I’ll put it bluntly… I came to the conclusion that it would be more beneficial to accept them and increase my power right away.

According to Lilith and Carmina, no matter how discriminated against or how weak each individual is, having a large number is a definite power in the world government.

I don’t really know, so I just leave it up to the two smart guys.

Aside from Lilith, it is a bit disappointing that she lacks political power compared to Carmina, who just came from another world.

Although I am a member of the Gaechcha class, I came from a country that was a democracy and a world where the only race was human, not a world where there was a government where one member of parliament represented as many as a hundred species.

To begin with, I wasn’t interested in that at all and was just worried about making a living, but now that I’ve learned something, it doesn’t mean anything.

So, even though I don’t know much about this, I can’t help it.

Also, there was a saying that a married couple was originally one of one mind.

Everyone is good at different things, so I just had to do what I was good at.

The only thing I’m good at is sending a bunch of wives away every night.

I thought I might be the only one in this world who could do that, so I wanted to think of this as an ability.

“Let’s see… The kobold is…”

Well, that’s it.

They were people of different races who ended up living together.

The cultures are different and the taboos are different.

At the very least, I had to get to know them since I would see them often in the future.

So, as I was looking through the documents again, I heard a buzzing sound.

I took my eyes off the document I was in the middle of reading and raised my head to see what looked like black… Dark clouds gathering in this direction.

No, it just filled the sky so tightly that it looked like dark clouds, but dark clouds weren’t really gathering.

“It’s finally here.”

Numerous werehoney rains were flying, filling the sky.

“Sorry for the delay, Your Majesty.”

Honeybee, wearing a maid uniform, lightly landed on the ground, folded her spread wings, gently lifted the hem of her skirt, and greeted me.

“No, it’s not that late. What? More than that, thank you for coming.”

“No, there’s something about the relocation of the kingdom, and we should have come to see you sooner, but we’re just sorry for coming to you so late.”

I couldn’t help but smile bitterly at the polite words that still seemed excessive.

“It’s still the same, number 6974.”

“My role is to represent the kingdom… The queen, so it’s only natural.”

This time, the representative of over 10,000 Werehoney Bees sent by Liliana was number 6974, which was familiar to me.

Now, thanks to my daughters who can speak properly and greet me by calling me daddy, daddy, papa, whenever they see me, I am now able to distinguish between werehoneybees.

As a father, it was ridiculous that I couldn’t tell the difference between my daughters because they all looked similar, and it was heartbreaking to be sullen every time I made a mistake and couldn’t tell them apart, so it was thanks to studying hard about this and that.

Thanks to this, there are things like the pattern of the bee’s butt hanging behind the buttocks, the shape of the antennae, the thickness, shape, and curved angle of the stinger… Or the scent of the pheromones emitted…

Should I say that I worked hard to learn how to distinguish were honey bees based on their standards?

Even though he is a human, he can also use Werehoneybee’s racial abilities, so he learns because he learns.

As the number of werehoneybees with engravings that were subordinate to me, other than Liliana, increased, I was able to use other werehoneybees in addition to the poisonous needles, such as the unique salting and sharing of senses, so it wasn’t difficult.

So…

Everyone was waiting in an extremely solemn mood, but in fact, I could see that they were chatting amongst themselves a lot, even though it only seemed to me with my human eyes.

There were a lot of them, and most of the places I went to went straight to Liliana’s bedroom, so I had to say that I could feel the werehoneybees, who saw me for the first time, making a huge fuss with pheromones and chlorine.

Anyway, thanks to this, I was able to accurately distinguish between the Werehoney Bees I had held, the Werehoney Bees I often met, and my daughters.

Still, aside from Liliana and her daughters, the Wearehoney Bee I was most familiar with was number 6974.

Thanks to various things, Werehoneybee was the one I was most involved with from the beginning, and I was also in charge of training the virgin Wearehoneybees who were given to me whenever their experience points in the cock taechang were full, so I saw them often.

She is also Honeybee, who I hugged the most after Liliana.

Anyway, since she was imprisoned for a month and couldn’t visit since then because she was busy doing various things, I was able to hear from No. 6974, whom I had seen for the first time in a while, that Liliana and her daughters were growing well.

The news was that I was only by my mother, Liliana’s side, except during school hours as she was waiting for her younger siblings to be born soon, and that many children were looking for me since I had not been visiting recently.

Even though I can’t visit him in person, we make video calls every day, and it seems like it’s disappointing to only see his face.

“Still, the princesses were all happy to hear that she would soon be able to stay by the king’s side.”

“Okay…?”

In particular, my daughters were princesses… In other words, they were number 6974, who were all called princesses even though they were not Wearehoney Bees, a specially born individual of the princess class with the ability to become the next queen.

There was no particular reason.

In a sense, the race that can be said to be the most equal among the races that belong to the world government.

Each individual was a werehoney bee, a worker who faithfully worked in his/her own responsibilities for the prosperity of the species, but my children were a little different.

This was because Liliana, the most important queen to the Werehoneybees, had a special status as her children, whom she regarded as ‘king’.

Thanks to this, I was given a proper name rather than a number, which is the typical Wearhoneybee name.

And it’s not just because they’re my children, I don’t know why, but they naturally grow quickly and become precocious, so they become full-fledged adults in one to two years. Even by Wearehoneybee’s standards, my children’s growth seems to be enormous, so I don’t have to worry about it. Even though he was not my child, it seemed like he was being treated specially.

Even though typical wear honeybees are fast, they can barely speak at this point, but I heard that my children have stopped talking for a long time and are already receiving education about their future jobs and desired careers.

Normal wear honeybees start receiving education in their first or second year, right before they become adults, but considering that my children were born less than half a year ago… They all seemed to be smart because they didn’t look like me.

It is a bit puzzling that most of the jobs desired by the daughters are serving as servants serving the queen and her mother, Liliana.

“Once the princesses come in as successors, my job will become easier in the future, so I’m just looking forward to it.”

Number 6974 seemed to welcome my daughters’ intention to get a job.

Well, although Liliana often said that she and her entire kingdom were mine, I never really thought that they were all mine.

There was nothing to say in the first place because they were of different races, and I had no intention of saying anything about the fact that my daughters, who if they were humans would have been crawling for quite some time, let alone walking, were already preparing for employment.

I just thought that the jobs there were good based on Wearhoneybee’s standards.