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I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 527

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 527

Chapter 527 – Side Story) Karma Returning From the Deep Sea (1)

I was on my way back home after erasing the incident from my mind about my sister-in-law, who we had bumped into at an adult store, or rather, at my temple, and ended up embarrassingly parting ways with.

“Ah.”

When I thought about it, it wasn’t just the wives’ problems.

This was because it was clear that the daughters, who had originally planned to play today, would be very upset because their father had suddenly disappeared in the morning.

Of course, that promise was renewed every day before the daughters went to sleep.

It felt like a daily quest.

I felt like I did this today, so let’s do this tomorrow.

However, since it happens every day, it would have been a big deal if I just thought it was just for today.

“…It’s a big deal.”

To be honest, my wives’ anger was scary, but it was something I could do if I tried hard enough. Because there is an all-purpose forgiveness coupon that depends on me.

Of course, there was a limit to this as well, but since the limit could be renewed through my own efforts, I was able to do anything. On the other hand, there was nothing I could do about my daughters sulking.

The coupon for universal forgiveness that was attached to me was only for wives and could not be used on daughters.

‘Papa, let’s go.’

‘Go away.’

‘Joy.’

‘…Buuuuu.’

When I thought about my daughters who were so upset and ignoring me… I felt like I was going to get internal injuries.

No, it wasn’t something I thought I would wear, but I did wear it.

I burst into tears.

Because I felt like the wound that had been roughly healed at the temple was being reopened.

I felt very sick to my stomach.

However, even more painful than the heartache was the thought that my beloved daughters might hear such words.

This was especially true because my daughters rarely forgave me if I offended them, no matter who they resembled.

“…Yeah, I guess I should buy some snacks first.”

I won’t forgive you for that, but at least it will reduce the amount of time you spend sulking.

Since the time zone is different, you may hear people asking you to buy something at this time so the kids won’t eat, but you can make up for it by issuing forgiveness coupons diligently at night.

I turned around and headed toward a recently opened supermarket, thinking about what snacks to buy for the kids would be good, but stopped midway and stopped walking.

I had no choice but to stop.

“Mom, are you sure you can see Dad today?”

This was because I saw the blue-haired kids saying that, and a woman with blue hair looking around with a troubled expression, surrounded by those kids.

“…”

Up to this point, there was nothing particularly strange.

It could be seen as simply a mother and daughter who have lost their way.

I say this myself, but due to the recent disasters, my land, which is known to be home to many ‘heroes’, was developing exponentially.

Thanks to this, many immigrants came from here and there.

I was doing various things for my daughters, who looked nothing like me but were very cute, lovely, and even genius, so I needed a lot of people, and how did I manage to show off that the freedom of ‘movement’ was allowed only to the immigrants who came to my land? It was because.

So, it wasn’t that strange to see someone who was lost and in trouble.

New buildings are being built every day, so I sometimes get lost when I leave the house for the first time in a few days.

Only.

Yes, the problem was that the mother and daughter who seemed so lost seemed very familiar to me.

To be precise, it would be correct to say that among the mothers and daughters, the mother is more familiar.

“Uh, what should I do…? “I was sure it was here… But I didn’t expect the land to be this large…”

I heard a woman’s voice mumbling like that.

Yes, as expected, it was a voice I had heard before.

“…”

Yes, she was the woman I held, so I had no choice but to know.

Anyway, just once.

Although all I had to do was hug him as a dispenser… But that didn’t change the fact that I hugged him.

…It was okay up to this point.

Considering that many of the immigrants are women who come in search of ‘me’, it was not strange that someone who knew me in the past and had been embraced by me came to visit.

This was especially true since I was often being ripped off because of this.

One time, while I was giving Lilith a forgiveness coupon thanks to an old ‘regular’ who came to my house, I bit her ear.

However.

In this case, the story was a bit different…

“Mama, why don’t you ask people around you for directions?”

“Yeah, but… People on the ground might be dangerous…”

“Oh my. Don’t worry! If they are bad guys, we will do something. Right?”

“Yes, mama. Just trust us.”

“Because we will protect Mama.”

“…Well, thank you very much. Still, I am your mother… And you are still young…”

“But ma’am, you’re weaker than us.”

“That’s right.”

…They are clearly children, but I don’t know if I should call them precocious or smart, but I felt very ‘familiar’ with the little ladies who seemed to be overly mature.

Of course, when the little ladies said, ‘I knew it would end up like this anyway, let’s find someone who looks nice first,’ they turned sullen and said that the woman with her fin-like ears was spherical and ‘familiar.’

Even now, I could not help but be familiar with it since it is the original owner of the ‘voice’, a racial characteristic that I often use to put my children to sleep.

The reason I felt ‘familiar’ with those children, even though I was meeting them for the first time in my life, was because the story was different.

Plus, this feeling.

It was something I was already familiar with.

“Ah… I see.”

To put it bluntly, it was the familiarity of being ‘blood relatives.’

Right.

Those kids.

Blue hair, bright face.

Even ones that look cute like dolls.

Although there was almost no resemblance to me… I could tell.

My children were clear.

“…I’m bored.”

After my children were born, swear words that I had never intended to say came out of my mouth.

The karma I had committed came back from the deep and wide sea.

In order to preserve family harmony, I could have pretended not to notice the sister-in-law I ran into by chance, but there was no way I could have pretended not to know this.

My sister-in-law, even though she is part of ‘her family’, she is a grown adult and it is understandable that an adult would bump into other people she knows while visiting an adult store.

Even if we just erase it from her memory and pretend it never happened.

I did that because erasing this from my memory won’t do anything.

Although my mind was very complicated.

From what I heard, she couldn’t pretend not to have seen her daughters, who had probably come from a distant sea, whom she had never seen before, and erase them from her memory.

In the end, she made up her mind and approached them.

“Okay, then. “I decided to ask for directions…”

She had finally decided to accept the children’s proposal, to the woman who said that with a slightly complicated expression.

Is it because time has passed, or is it because I had a child?

It was when she got closer to Cecilia that her face looked somewhat more mature compared to before.

Before Cecilia, I saw her children prick up their fin-like ears, as if they had sensed my presence.

And.

“Mom, come behind us.”

“Quickly, mama.”

“…I feel strange, so come on.”

“Now, wait a minute, pull it like that…”

“Hurry!”

The three of them surrounded Cecilia, her mother, as if to protect her.

…It was a bit funny to see children trying to protect an adult who was twice their size.

Still, I understood.

Because those three were stronger than her mother, Cecilia.

Looking at the time, it seems that the children were born before I even realized my divinity, but they were born as ‘geniuses’.

I don’t know if it was my ability to begin with, or if it was influenced by my ‘blood’ that awakened my divinity after death.

In any case, each and every one of them was already stronger than Cecilia from the beginning.

It was quite an achievement that the children, who were only about two years old, were stronger than their mother, Cecilia.

But if you think about Luca, this wasn’t that strange.

It may have been inevitable due to the environment, but Luca, who was a few months older than them, had already become strong enough to beat up her uncle, Ivan.

Ivan was not weak, considering that he had recently achieved A rank thanks to working hard as a hunter due to the child he had with Theresa, and had even officially taken over the clan from Aileya.

Of course, it’s only a matter of technique. If it were actual combat, it would be a different story, but it was amazing to be at that level at that age.

…Anyway, that’s it.

With such outstanding talent, I could see the children who noticed me before their mother, Cecilia, stopped when they saw my face.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Three pairs of blue eyes looked at me up and down, looking at me with a helpless look on their faces. I was shaking wildly.

A face I never thought I would meet here.

Judging by their reaction, it seemed like they knew my face.

“Dad?”

“…Dad, is that right?”

“Well, the dad in the picture that mom showed me… First of all… He looks the same…?”

Soon, they were seen mumbling to each other.

…It seemed like he had found and seen my photo somewhere before.

As television came out and he became one of the ‘heroes,’ he became even more famous, so it was no wonder.

…To be honest, it’s more important whether the picture they saw was a composite picture that was freely circulating on the Internet, or something a bit more shady.

In the latter case, even if I kept trying to erase it, it wouldn’t be erased…

But, I guess that was good.

Rather than that.

Even after seeing my face, I saw the children still on guard and trying to protect their mother, Cecilia.

“…First.”

I spoke to Cecilia, who covered her mouth when she saw my face.

“It’s been a while, Cecilia.”


I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race.

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race.

이종족 전용 남창이 되었다
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
The world is in shambles.No, I almost screwed up.And then I became a male prostitute.The current cover is a congratulatory fan art of Becoming a Male Prostitute for Different Races drawn by ‘Bobby’. I received permission from the author, but I will delete it if it becomes a problem.

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