Nelkara Meets Yuri

Nelkara was stuck in that meeting for three hours, and the last half of it was peppered with bragging about the guildmaster’s twin daughters and the high priestess’s humble bragging about her pregnancy. But at least she had managed to actually learn a few things, mainly the name of the realm transitioner and just what they were; she had been surprised to learn that the realm transitioner was a male, and a rare species that had been considered myth and legend for centuries. She also learned they had managed to learn a few things about this species. What she was not ready for was learning that literally every child in the town, and another that was in a secret location only known to a very select few, that had been born in the past few months or was currently in a pregnant woman, was sired by that same individual she came to investigate on behalf of her mistress.

An individual with the power to control the overall possibility of pregnancy was a game-changer; it was no wonder the town and church were considerably vague regarding things surrounding this “Alpharian” that had suddenly appeared a considerable number of months ago. After the meeting, during which she learned the guildmaster’s twins and the high priestess’s coming offspring were sired by that same individual, Nelkara was finally given directions to the manor where she had met the mage. It so happened that the manor was the Alpharian’s and had been built to his specifications in the world he came from; the power in question that summoned him to this world had also pulled the manor and its grounds into this realm a few weeks after the Alpharian had arrived.

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It took Nelkara almost two hours to hike to the manor’s gate from the town, which made it all the more annoying that she had been teleported to town almost as soon as she arrived at the grounds. At least, this time she was greeted a bit more amicably: a caprae with a gold-like coat in a very tiny set of armor bottoms that looked more like a bikini bottom and no top greeted her alongside a fox priestess in vestments that showed she was considerably high up in the temple’s hierarchy. Nelkara was mildly confused about the sight before her; she had heard the details of these two, but the caprae was supposedly so professional that the figure she had details and the one that had her considerable cleavage unrestrained weren’t even registering as the same people, especially when teh two turned around to guide her inside and she saw even less material in the back of the caprae’s choice of adornment.

“Forgive me for sounding rude,” said Nelkara as she followed them, “but something about the two of you doesn’t quite align with what I’ve been informed about.”

“Understandable,” said the fox as she guided Nelkar across the grounds to the front door, “we have learned that Yuri, the man you are here to confirm to your mistress, has the ability to become easily informed about your intimate preferences, even the ones you have yet to become aware of. After my associate,” she gestured to the Caprae, “had her intimate time with him, after much prodding by everyone else here, the part of her that she worked to repress under the guise of professionalism finally found a release; she still tried to remain reasonably modest the day after the night they had intimacy.”

“But by nightfall that same day after our night of passion,” punched in the Caprae, “I realized I can still do my duty without that oppression on myself. Granted, it was part of the mandate for the Paladin order I joined, which seemed to slacken its own rules the higher one’s ranking. So, I decided to cast off that order and swear a new oath to Yuri’s glory instead; I’m much happier and feel more invigorated in my duties than I ever did before.”

Two women led Nelkara in through a set of double doors; they then guided her through the entrance and on to the strangest, and possibly cleanest, kitchen the minotaur woman had ever seen. She was treated to a strange sight almost immediately: a lion-kin that was basically the same height as her, at what she could see was some kind of cooking surface in only a cooking apron; she had more visibly defined muscles than Nelkara, but Nelkara could also see that her own bust size was noticeably bigger than that of the lion woman. The lion woman was being instructed by what appeared to be a human male in basic attire; Nelkara had learned that despite the mostly similar physical traits, Alpharians were not actually humans, but could pass for them with very little issue.

The fox made a sound like she was clearing her throat, which made the two at the cooking surface look up at the three who had entered the room. “I’ll be right back,” said the male. “How about you head on up to the entertainment area and speak with Althana and Usagi about what to do next.” He began making his way towards the trio. The lion woman gave an annoyed grunt before heading out of the room, at which point Nelkara could see some kind of pan on the cooking surface with what looked like a flat piece of wood and something that looked like an approximation of claws that was arranged for gripping something without using your bare hands.

“What was all that about?” Inquired Nelkara in a mildly interested voice.

“Cooking lessons,” said the male as he approached. “She wanted to at least learn the basics. Greetings, I’m Yuri, the person you are probably here to learn about,” he presented his hand for some kind of interaction.

“Among other things,” said Nelkara as she casually disregarded the extended hand gesture, “my lady was quite insistent in seeing how well you perform regarding intimacy, using me as a baseline.”

“Be more surprising if she didn’t,” said Yuri with a deadpan voice. “How do you have it set up?”

“The great Alfaseluuna has told me she calculates every hour you last with me will be equivecal to a similar number of minutes with her.”

Inoshana burst out laughing for over a minute. “Sorry,” she said as her voice came down to sporadic chuckles, “but it seems your mistress has made some miscalculations regarding Alpharians. All of us have experience of a full night of passion with Yuri, and he had the energy to keep going regardless of his partner. Granted, that might not fully scale to a dragon, but he has had a full night of passion with the seven women that currently using this residence with him, and then there’s the literal hours he has spent with every matured adult in the town, and the shinobi village he got dragged to a few months ago. And chances are your night of passion with him will literally last the night.”

“It sounds to me more like she intends for a full sex marathon,” said Yuri. “I might be spending more than a single night with her on this one. We should probably get Althana and Thelsia to set up some time recording systems. Also, for additional proper verifiable information, I’ll probably have to take the same approach with all you living here.”

“I’ll get right on informing everyone,” said Malza. She started heading towards a section of the kitchen, which confused Nelkara; the confusion was compounded as she watched the caprae go through a strange ritual of flipping a few switches and turning some dials or knobs that were just outside of the minotaur’s viewing angle. A moment later, Malza pressed a button that was out of Nelkara’s view, and then Malza’s voice was heard over the entire house with the messages for everyone.

“You have communication magic networked through the entire complex?” Nelkara said with surprise.

“It only seems that way,” said Inoshana, “we made sure to prepare a room for you; it includes a pamphlet that the five who were here before Malza and I arrived put together to expedite your orientation. They were still in the drafting stages when the pair of us showed up. Malza, please escort our guest to her accommodations.”

Malza gave a respectful bow and said, “If you would follow me, emissary,” and began heading towards the stairs. Nelkara quickly fell in step behind her, wondering what the room prepared for her would be like.