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Mushoku Impact

A failed game developer/avid gacha player dies and reincarnates as Paul Notos Greyrat in the world of Mushoku Tensei. Everything appears normal at first, but things change rather drastically on the eve of his 5th birthday...

Einlion · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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220 Chs

Detour

As it had been more than an hour since they entered the bath, Paul was unsurprised to find Ghislaine, Jean, Ei, Xinyan, and Lilia within his former study, not just his kids. Ghislaine was seated on a sofa with Aria using her lap as a pillow while the rest of the girls were either reading or catching up on the sleep they had lost the previous night.

Though Aria briefly stirred at the sound of people entering the room, Paul couldn't help smiling wryly when she immediately went back to sleep. At least, that seemed to be her intention before she promptly sprang up and shouted, "Ganoo...!" in an excited tone.

Ignoring everyone else in the room, Aria, quite literally, leaped at Ganyu the moment she was close enough to pounce. She adopted an apologetic smile in response, but Paul just shook his head with a moderately helpless smile on his face. He couldn't exactly blame Aria for not being attached to him when he had only been around for a few weeks of her life.

Fortunately, though he might never fully come to terms with the fact his son was a reincarnator, Paul had at least one kid who at least pretended to care about their status as parent and child.

Setting aside his book, Aiden hopped to his feet before bowing slightly as he said, "Welcome back, Father. It's good to see you, Grandmother, Dame Eula, Miss Ganyu."

Ignoring the mild annoyance in his son's eyes, likely the result of the girls giving him a wide berth, Paul replied, "Hey, kiddo. How go your studies...?"

Not wanting to ruin the impression his GILF of a Grandmother had toward him, Aiden remained respectful as he politely replied, "Without issue. The Lord and Lady of the House were kind enough to procure me a teacher, so my aptitudes have been improving by the day."

"Oh...?"

As Paul shifted his gaze to her, Valentine happily explained, "Since your time at the Milbots Academy for Nobles, several Mages from around the world have come seeking employment with House Notos. Among them was a Saint-Ranked Spirit Mage from the Great Forest, an Elven woman by the name of Mariana Lemongrass. She claimed that the ambiance of the Estate was similar to the Great Forest, so she has been staying here as a live-in tutor for Aiden."

As Spirit Magic was the 'original' form of Magic, Paul was more than a little surprised to learn that Aiden's tutor was a Spirit Mage from the Great Forest. If she could actually teach him how to summon Elemental Spirits, Aiden may actually be able to 'follow in his footsteps' by contracting High, Great, or even Ancient Spirits. It was kind of uncanny...

Expressing his genuine thoughts on the matter, Paul adopted a slightly wide-eyed expression as he remarked, "Wow. You really lucked out this time, Aiden. Spirit Mages rarely abandon the safety of the Great Forest, and I've never once heard of one teaching a human. With a teacher like that, you're going to become a little monster in the future."

Though he didn't like Paul speaking to him casually when he was 'forced' to be polite, Aiden couldn't help returning a smile. He was fairly certain that Mariana had only accepted the position due to Amarant disclosing Paul's affinity with 'Spirits.' That didn't change the fact he was fortunate, however, as Mariana was an excellent teacher and, more importantly, a bonafide 'legal loli.' So long as his Riajuu of father didn't snatch her away, he was fairly content with the present situation.

Fortunately for Aiden, Paul soon revealed his intentions to travel to the Demon Continent and that he might be gone for upwards of 2-3 years. He promised to return in time to celebrate their fifth birthday, but neither of the twins was particularly moved by this. Aria was far more interested in cuddling Ganyu while Aiden was secretly weighing the risks and rewards of trying to poach a pair of panties before the girls' departure...

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With his mother insisting they stay at least one night, Paul spent the rest of the day trying to bond with his kids before eventually retiring to his old room in exhaustion. He wasn't physically exhausted, by his mental energy had tanked after several failed attempts to coax Aria into playing or letting him read to her.

"My daughter hates me..."

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Eula replied, "No, she doesn't..." while stroking her fingers through Paul's hair. Ganyu was sleeping in the twins' room, specifically in Aria's bed, so she was lending her lap to Paul as he wallowed in self-pity.

In an effort to distract Paul from his depressive state, Jean, wearing little more than white panties and a negligee, questioned, "Shouldn't you be releasing Lady Barbatos from the IOF? If we're planning to set out early in the morning, it would be good to have her with us."

"Eeeeh...."

As he wasn't really in the mood for a fuckathon right now, Paul didn't feel like releasing Venti. He knew he should, but he also knew she was going to be disappointed when she found out they weren't going to be going at it for five days straight...

Expelling such thoughts from his mind, Paul forced himself to a seated position, smiling as he said, "You're probably right. However, before we let that pervert out of her cage, I believe we have three weeks of lost time to make up for..."

Focusing his gaze on Lilia, the only one wearing a 'proper,' cream-colored nightgown that concealed most of her frame and extended to her ankles, Paul's smile gained a hint of wolfishness as he asked, "What do you say?"

Though she swallowed nervously, a serious expression developed across Lilia's face as she replied, "I'm ready." in a firm tone. She could still vividly recall the state Paul had left her in the first time they had sex. Fortunately, though she wasn't entirely sure what she would do while Paul was having sex with other people, she wouldn't be facing him alone.

Ignoring his initial apprehensions and mental fatigue, Paul's smile became a toothy grin as he playfully mused, "We'll see..." Then, despite feeling like he just wanted to sleep, he ended up going at it with the bevy of beautiful women for a solid three hours before releasing Venti and continuing well into the following day...

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"Owie...not so hard..."

Ignoring Venti's protest, Paul continued to suckle and bite her nipple, his hands sinking into the flesh of her full and shapely ass as she rocked her hips of her own accord. His brain had practically shut off at that point, so he was moving purely on instinct as Venti trembled with each shake and twist of her hips.

Interrupting the duo's slow but passionate ministrations, Jean, having already donned her clothes, remarked, "We should be getting ready to leave soon..."

Answering in Pau's stead, Venti exhaled a sigh that was equal parts an impassioned moan as she replied, "I know...just...just five—maybe ten more minutes. I'm so close to producing another Seelie...I can feel it..."

Furrowing her brows, Jean was tempted to chastize Venti but stopped as Paul ceased suckling her visibly swollen nipple long enough to say, "It's fine...another ten minutes won't hurt..."

Though she was equally tempted to chastize Paul for pushing himself too hard, Jean ultimately shook her head. She knew Paul was doing what he believed was necessary to keep them satisfied, so the person she really needed to talk to was Venti. Jean could empathize with Venti's desire to indulge in the pleasure Paul was capable of administering, but there were times when their relationship bordered on toxic...

"Ah...! I can feel it coming...!"

Pushing herself away from Paul, Venti plopped onto the bed and began breathing rapidly as she spread her legs wide and placed her hands over her lower abdomen. For a brief moment, something could be seen moving beneath her hands before her back arched violently, fluids erupting from her visibly palpating vagina as a glowing green creature began to wiggle its way out.

Overwhelmed by stimulus, Venti clutched the sides of her head, her face distorted like something straight out of a doujinshi as a grapefruit-sized Anemo Seelie plopped out of her and into Paul's hands. Afterward, all the tension drained from her body as she collapsed like a broken marionette, a peal of eerie laughter emanating from her throat as she softly remarked, "Thank Barbatos..."

Ignoring the lascivious woman sprawled out in front of him, Paul took a moment to caress the rabbit-eared Seelie's head with his index finger, an affectionate smile on his face as he whispered, "Welcome to the world of Mushoku Tensei, little guy..."

Though it didn't have eyes to stare back at him, Paul got the impression that the Seelie was staring back at him as the white orb representing its core appeared to shift in his direction. The rabbit-like ears atop its head also waggled a bit before it abruptly levitated from his palms and rubbed against his face in a clear display of affection.

"How enviable..."

Blinking in surprise, Paul and nearly everyone else shifted their attention to Ei. She immediately realized she had voiced her thoughts aloud, but instead of owning up to it, she adopted a cold and expressionless mask as she inquired, "Is something the matter? Why has everyone suddenly turned their attentions to me...?"

Choosing to let Ei save face, Paul suppressed a chuckle as he grabbed the Anemo Seelie, nestling it between his palms and whispering, "Good luck..." before planting a kiss atop its head and releasing it like a dove at a wedding ceremony. Seelies were free-spirited by nature, Anemo Seelies even more so. Thus, the moment Paul released it, the Seelie flew off like a rocket, phasing through the manor walls before disappearing somewhere in the vineyards surrounding the Estate...

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After eating breakfast with his mother and children, Paul bid farewell to the three of them before mounting Ganyu and immediately falling asleep as she began her nine-hour flight through the Red Dragon's Upper Jaw and over the Wyrm's Whiskers Forest. Ei could presumably deal with any Dragons they encountered trying to fly directly over the mountain range, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

With Ghislaine straddling him in an apparent attempt to prevent him from being swept off of Ganyu's back, Paul was able to experience one of the most restful periods of sleep in his entire life. Ganyu's cloud-like fur was more comfortable than any bed, and Ghislaine's increasingly soft body was a perfect blanket due to her pillowy breasts and naturally high body temperature. He ended up waking with a rather extreme case of morning wood, but that was nothing new.

After refusing Venti's offer for a blowjob, Paul slid off of Ganyu's body and did some light stretching as he eyed the familiar, snow-covered city in the distance. Once the tent in his trousers had started to die down, he turned to the girls, specifically Ganyu, and mused, "Remind me to take more naps with your Qilin form. Your fur is ridiculously comfortable..."

Blushing faintly, Ganyu returned a smile as she replied, "Understood." in a polite tone. She knew Paul was just joking around, but that wouldn't stop her from reminding him. After all, she really enjoyed taking naps with him, and he could always use more sleep.

Unaware of Ganyu's thoughts, Paul briefly cast his gaze over the others as he asked, "Should we make camp in the forest or stay in the city? I'm not against it, but I'd rather avoid meeting with the Count if we can avoid it."

Since his only reasons for coming to Sharia were delivering Roxy's Vision and asking if she wanted to accompany him to the Demon Continent, Paul wanted to avoid making a scene. If the residents of the Western District or the Governor heard he was visiting, they would invariably wish to meet him. He didn't really mind, but it could lead to them being 'trapped' within Sharia for several days.

Speaking as the group's representative, Jean suggested, "You and Ganyu should sneak into the Academy and wait for Roxy at the Bastille. We'll set up a light camp and await your return."

With no one offering a counterargument, Paul bid farewell to the larger group of girls before mounting a horse-sized Ganyu and following Jean's advice. Ganyu was incredibly sneaky when she wanted to be, and, thanks to their spiritual link, he could apparently pass through barriers alongside her...

That could be very useful in the future...

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