The house is being quiet this morning.
Four teleportation portals are still open in the living room — one to Misdaras, one to Heiligeichen, one to Oserin, and one to Nomah — marking that the others are already off on their usual morning errands. Yomogi and Chantal went to Misdaras, Kimberly and Pinna took the Heiligeichen gate, Salacia headed to Oserin, and Manas slipped into the Nomah gate.
Lilith, meanwhile, took Puck to her private no-glasses room to rest her eyes like she always does. Of course, I already wrapped the fluffball in a Light Wall spell beforehand to protect it from her bare, hypnotic gaze.
Which now just leaves just me and Brunhild. I'm currently lounging on the sofa and watching Brunhild, who is kneeling quietly beside the stairs and right in front of the Acrusse's statue. She presses her palms together and closes her eyes while a thin stick of incense smolders at the bottom of the alabaster goddess's feet.
Eventually, she rises and turns her back, walking towards me.
"Done?"
Brunhild places a hand over her chest and smiles.
"Yes, my Lord. It always feels so peaceful speaking to the goddess and offering blessings for the day."
Then, she pauses before she continues.
"Thank you again for crafting the statue with such care, my Lord."
"You've been saying that for weeks now. I just wanted you to feel like you belong in this house too. That's all."
She smiles again, a little brighter this time.
Honestly, there's been another change from her ever since she's lived with us. She rarely kneels, nor bows deeply, nor puts on a stiff posture whenever she wants to say something. Like she's stopped thinking of herself as a guest and started seeing herself as part of the home, which is good to see.
And aside from that, she's now wearing a simple, soft white midi dress with puff sleeves and a wide neckline, made from my [Tailoring] skill, obviously. But because her breasts are the biggest in the house, that neckline leaves a generous view of cleavage, adding something quiet and alluring beneath all that holy presence. And with the subtle scent of incense clinging to her skin, I can feel that I'm having a boner right now.
With that, I decide to ask her something.
"Sorry, Brunhild... but since we haven't got the milk from Yomogi and Chantal, would it be alright if I drank you this morning?"
Her eyes widen, and a pink flush blooms high across her cheeks, but her hands settle calmly over her chest.
"Of course, my Lord. If it would please you, I am most honored to offer myself."
Then, she takes a seat beside me and turns to me, patting her lap.
"Please, my Lord. Rest your head here."
"Okay."
I lie across the sofa and rest my head on her lap just as she requested. Then, Brunhild slips both hands beneath her neckline, easing out her huge breasts with an inviting jiggle right above my eyes. She cups one breast, guiding it just above my mouth.
"My Lord, drink them as much as you desire..."
"Excuse me, Brunhild."
Then, I lift my head, close my lips around her nipple, and suck gently as sweet, rich, and incredibly fresh milk immediately floods my mouth. Her breath catches, and she lets out a soft moan.
"A-ah...! You are... doing most wonderfully, my Lord. Please, take as much as you wish... hhnn..."
I don't even have to activate [Milky Touch] anymore because her breasts are always overflowing just like the others, exactly the way I crave. If Salacia has claimed the title of my "sea dairy," now I'm also proud to call Brunhild my "divine dairy."
"Ghh! Brunhild!"
Suddenly, I gasp as I feel her hand slip softly onto my pants, her fingers stroking around my aching cock.
"It must be... excruciating for you, my Lord. Please... allow me to soothe your ache..."
It's hard to believe that Brunhild has now become so skilled at pleasuring cock. I mean... she's an angel to begin with, a literal, pure angelic valkyrie.
Her hand speeds up, squeezing and stroking faster and faster. I groan low against her nipple, feeling my hips twitch up into her grasp. And in response, I suck harder and draw her milk in greedy pulls.
"Brunhild, that feels so good."
"Nnhh...! My milk... it just will not stop flowing for you, my Lord...!"
And it doesn't take long for my hips to buck.
"Brunhild! Argh!"
"Aahhnn...!! My Lord... you bit me... and your seed is all over my hand...!! Mmmhh...!!"
My teeth clamp gently on her nipple as the orgasm crashes through me. Her body shudders on my side as her climax also consumes her with another rush of her milk into my mouth that I gulp down greedily. And from what she says, it feels like my jets of cum soaking her hand.
When my climax ebbs, I slowly let her nipple slip from my lips and sit up, my breath ragged. Brunhild's cheeks are flushed, her eyes half-lidded in bliss. Without hesitation, she lifts her cum-slicked palm and licks it clean, savoring every trace.
"Pwah... my Lord, I am so grateful for this blessing to begin my day..."
Then, she glances at my cock, still slick and swollen, then looks up at me.
"May I, my Lord?"
"Of course. Please."
"Excuse me, my Lord."
She leans in, and her mouth closes over my cock, lips sealing around the shaft as she bobs her head up and down to suck every last drop.
"Slrp... schlkk... mmm, schlurp... slrk... mmmm..."
When she finally releases me with a wet pop, she sits up and smiles at me.
"I hope you enjoyed my service, my Lord."
"Absolutely, Brunhild. Thank you."
Then, I continue to speak.
"You should probably get dressed again. I think the others might be back any minute."
"Of course, my Lord."
With that, she eases her breasts back inside her dress and adjusts herself. She smooths out her dress with a quick tuck here and a gentle pat there until she's back to full composure as if the whole thing had never happened.
And then, Lilith appears from the corridor with Puck bundled in her arms.
"How's it going, Lilith?"
"Mmhmm~... my eyes are perfectly fine now, honey~..."
"Great."
"Kyuu!"
Next up, the others begin returning one by one. Yomogi and Chantal step out first from the Misdaras gate with so many packages.
"We're home, Motegi-chan!"
"Yo, Motegi-kun."
From the Heiligeichen gate, Kimberly and Pinna step out, carrying a lot of baskets.
"We've… returned safely, Motegi-sama…"
"Mission complete, Master. All requested goods acquired and categorized."
Salacia glides through the Oserin gate, holding one big sack in hand.
"I'm back, darling~!"
And from the Nomah gate, Manas makes her entrance with a heavy haul.
"Ha! Rejoice, for thine queen hath returned triumphant from the golden sands, mine king!"
Me, Lilith, Brunhild, and Puck greet all of them in return.
"Welcome home, girls."
"Welcome back, everyone."
"Finally, our full ensemble~."
"Kyuu!"
After that, I turn to their groceries.
"So, what did you all bring back here?"
That's all it takes for all of them to take out everything. Yomogi and Chantal have got chicken, beef, eggs, fresh milk, some stew bones, and butter. Kimberly and Pinna bring home fresh bread, vegetables, fruits, and tea. Salacia reveals seafood and coconut goods, and Manas unpacks wyvern and lindworm meat, spices, and coffee.
After that, they head toward the kitchen together to put everything inside the fridge.
And speaking of fridge... because we now have nine people in this house and our daily errands always look like we raided a quarter of a market, I've finally come up with one solution: duplicating the fridge with [Copier]. One for meat and dairy, and one for vegetables and fruit.
About half an hour later, we all gather at the dining table for breakfast. Kimberly brings out golden and warm French toasts, each one glistening with a dollop of butter and a drizzle of Needle Bees' honey. And for the drinks, she sets down glasses of fresh orange juice beside our plates.
Then, we dig in almost at once.
Yomogi hums happily.
"Mmm! Motegi-chan's recipe is always so good, no matter who's cooking it!"
Chantal nods with a full mouth.
"You're right, Yomogi! This toast is seriously the best!"
Yup, this French toast came straight from my recipe book. And thanks to our growing household and my homemade soy sauce, I've already written more recipes into a second book now.
Kimberly takes a delicate bite and sighs softly.
"The milk… the eggs… even the brioche… it's all so... fresh. That's what makes it… truly... delicious…"
Pinna begins her analysis.
"Crisp exterior, soft interior. Balanced sweetness with dairy richness. Adequate morning caloric load. Conclusion: a satisfactory breakfast."
Salacia wiggles slightly in her seat as she chews.
"This is so crispy and soft at the same time~!"
Manas wipes a crumb from her lip with delight.
"Verily, the cinnamon procured from Nomah hath elevated this humble loaf into a sweet relic of delight!"
Lilith already moans as usual.
"Mmhhh~... the honey and butter just melt together in my mouth~..."
Brunhild takes a neat bite, then closes her eyes briefly, smiling.
"This is very warm and comforting. A most wonderful start to the day…"
"Kyuu!"
Puck chirps excitedly from its own plate, happily nibbling on a miniature slice made just for it.
Then, I finally take my own bite. The toast gives a soft crunch, releasing warm, sweet flavor that spreads across my tongue. And I can feel the perfect harmony of egg-soaked brioche, cinnamon, butter, and honey.
"This is amazing, Kimberly."
"It's… because of your recipe, Motegi-sama…"
"All I did was write it down. The real praise goes to the one who brings it to life."
"Thank you... Motegi-sama..."
After breakfast and and letting the meal settle in our stomachs, we open the store together until the first shift ends at noon.
LUNCH TIME
When the last of the customers filter out, the girls lock the doors, and we all head upstairs. As we walk, Yomogi asks me something.
"When do you want to cook that ramen, Motegi-chan?"
"Right now."
"Really?!"
"Yes."
"Yay!"
Chantal and Salacia excitedly ask for confirmation.
"So it's not gonna be another wait again, Motegi-kun?"
"Nope. Everything is ready now."
"Promise, darling~?"
"Promise."
Kimberly and Brunhild then speak next.
"I cannot wait… to eat... this... ramen."
"I am curious to eat this ramen as well, my Lord."
"Well, you're going to love it."
Pinna and Manas state their verdicts next.
"You spent days preparing it, Master. The time investment alone suggests this dish must be a culinary pinnacle."
"Undoubtedly."
"When mine appetite hath been left unsated since yestermorn, when thou prepared thy broth… my longing hath grown fierce, mine king."
"Then now's the perfect time, right?"
Lilith's eyes gleam as she speaks.
"Mmm~... let's see if this ramen is as delicious as you claimed... honey~..."
"You'll regret it for challenging the mighty ramen, Lilith."
Yeah, it's true.
I've been preparing ramen from scratch for days. It all started with menma, which I'd made two weeks ago. Then in the last two days, I worked the broth from simmering chicken bones and feet for hours over low heat, crafted my own narutomaki, made tare to season the broth, prepped chicken chashu, rendered fat to make aromatic chiyu, soft-boiled and marinated ajitama eggs, and finally kneaded and rolled out fresh ramen noodles.
With that, I head to the kitchen and open the fridge, pulling out my prepped ramen components inside some transparent silicone containers.
First, I open one container holding the golden broth, which is now firm with a delicate jelly texture from the collagen. Carefully, I slide it into the pan and set the flame low until it melts into a glossy, rich liquid and simmers.
From the second container, I pull out the chicken chashu and ajitama, and I take out the narutomaki from the third container. I slice the chashu thinly, then split the ajitama in half, and slice the narutomaki last.
Yes, I know chicken chashu is usually done sous vide. But since there's no plastic in this world, I went with the pork chashu method with soy-based simmer. And it's better that way because I could use the same soy blend to marinate the eggs.
With the toppings ready, I line up nine large ramen bowls across the counter and a small one for Puck. Into each bowl, I spoon in the tare, followed by a drizzle of the chiyu. Once the broth is fully rendered, I pour it in next.
Then, I dunk fresh ramen noodles into boiling water, separating them with a chopstick and a colander for a quick stir. Once springy and cooked through, I lift them out, shake off the water, and carefully place them into each bowl, with Puck getting a small, adorable mound.
After that, I begin to assemble. Every big bowl gets two thick, juicy slices of chashu, two halves of ajitama, one perfect narutomaki slice, a generous scoop of menma, a crisp layer of nori on the side, and a final sprinkle of fresh chopped negi. As for Puck, it gets a tiny chashu slice, a quarter of ajitama, one narutomaki, a small square of nori, and a little sprinkle of negi on top.
With everything set, I roll the trolley out of the kitchen and into the dining area, where everyone's already seated.
"Ramen's ready, everyone."
Their eyes lock on the bowls the moment I start placing them on the table along with a small jar of chili oil.
Yomogi and Lilith sniff deeply. Yomogi's ears perk up, while Lilith shivers slightly and bites her lip as she holds in her moan.
"Hmmm! It smells so rich already, Motegi-chan…"
"Hnngg~… I really should eat this now, honey~…"
Chantal, Salacia, and Manas delightfully lean over their bowls.
"Whoa! That's a lot of toppings, Motegi-kun!"
"You even put nori here~! Thank you, darling~!"
"You're welcome, Salacia."
"At last, mine tongue shall know this wondrous broth. Mine patience hath not been in vain, mine king."
Kimberly and Brunhild stare quietly into theirs.
"So… this is... ramen. It looks… very appetizing, Motegi-sama…"
"So this is what a dish patiently prepared for days looks like. It is truly beautiful, my Lord."
"Just wait until you taste it."
And Pinna already analyzes.
"The layering draws the eye, and the composition appears thoughtfully balanced. Assessment: truly mouthwatering, Master."
Puck lets out a soft chirp as its aquamarine eyes are glued to the tiny bowl.
"Kyuu…"
Then, I raise my chopsticks and declare to everyone.
"Well, let's dig in now, shall we?"
At once, the girls raise their own chopsticks and pour their desired amount of chili oil... and the reaction is instant.
Yomogi slurps a mouthful of noodles, then gasps in delight.
"What is this…?! It's so creamy!"
Chantal and Manas dip their spoons into the broth and take a long sip, eyes fluttering shut.
"Aahhh… this is the best noodle ever, Motegi-kun. Way better than pasta."
"Verily… mine waiting hath been rewarded in full, mine king."
"Glad to know that, you two."
Kimberly slurps and then sips, and Pinna analyzes again.
"This is… so rich... and comforting, Motegi-sama…"
"I told you, right?"
"Flavor balance is excellent. Nutritionally and emotionally satisfying, Master."
Salacia and Lilith slurp with gusto. Salacia bounces in her seat, while Lilith moans softly.
"Mmm~! I can't stop eating, darling~!"
"Mmmhh~... this is too good for me, honey~…"
Brunhild takes a quiet sip, then fans herself lightly as her cheeks flushed red.
"Th-This dish... is a touch spicy... but I shall endure it, my Lord..."
"Take your time, okay?"
Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that Brunhild is also one of the spice weaklings. Even after weeks, she's still easing into chili like a cautious beginner. Meanwhile, her senior, Lilith, has been climbing the spice ladder quickly despite also enduring a journey full of sniffles thanks to her wicked motivation that "spicy makes her lips irresistibly swollen and red for me."
Then, I turn to Puck, who is messily munching on its little bowl.
"You like it, huh, Puck?"
"Kyuu!"
"Eat slowly, okay?"
"Kyuu! Kyuu!"
Finally, I take my own bite. The noodles are rich from the broth, the chashu practically melts, and the egg is perfect.
"I can't believe it... I really nailed it."
Yes, I'm not lying. This is actually my first time making ramen, and seeing everyone is satisfied makes everything worth it.
And just like that, we continue enjoying our ramen together and reopen the store soon after.