Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

(Hm?)

In the middle of the night, Raphael opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the ceiling of his parents’ room. He saw it almost every night, every time he visited his Mom and Mother for their nightly routine. But he noticed some changes, such as the new lighting.

But Raphael found it somewhat peculiar. He remembered that he should be at the mansion in the dungeon to spend the night with Czarina and Inari, but he was in their main mansion for unknown reason.

His current position was not the only thing that baffled him; he seemed to be out of control with his own body as well. He tried to move his arms or get up to observe the surroundings, but it did not seem to be working.

(What is happening to my body…?)

Along with it, he discovered that he could not utter a word as well. He could even cast no skill or spell. His abilities should have prevented him from being controlled, but the current situation was not in his favor.

(Hm?)

But as he was internally struggling, his body suddenly moved on its own and sat up on the mattress. Even though he desperately wanted to move, the prior action was not at his command, which strengthened the strangeness of the situation. He felt like he was in the audience’s shoes.

His body then glanced to his right, where he could see a beautiful woman with black hair soundly sleeping beside him. She seemed to be older and more mature than she was supposed to be, but Raphael definitely recognized the woman at his side.

(Sophia?)

Raphael was surely certain that the woman sleeping in the same bed as him was Sophia, his fiancee. She seemed to be older compared to what he remembers, around her mid- or late twenties. But Raphael could remark that she became much more attractive than she was supposed to be.

(Wait, why are we sleeping in my mothers’ room? And where are Mom and Mother?)

The room they were in was supposed to be where his Mom and Mother sleep—the master bedroom. The room was exclusive only to Mylene and Claire; Raphael could not shove them away just to have time with any woman.

But if he and his fiancee were using the room, that meant only one thing. With the physical appearance of Sophia, the credibility of his hypothesis was strengthened to a certain extent.

(So this is the future where we got married and inherited the household, huh?)

As he guessed, he thought that he was probably in the body of his future self. As for how it happened, he absolutely had no idea how. He could not ask Akashvani even if he tried, so he went with the flow and observed what his body would do since he had nothing to do.

(But this version of Sophia is really pretty, though.)

As he was wondering and mesmerizing the mature Sophia, his body caressed her head before turning his attention to his left. From what inner Raphael could see, there was another woman sleeping with them, a woman that he had never met or seen in his whole life.

(Wait a second, who is that—?!)

Before Raphael could finish his question, his body suddenly removed his gaze from the woman he thought to be one of his official spouses. That was just his assumption, though. Sophia was straight, so he could not just let other women sleep with them in the same bed unless they were his official wives.

His body did not look at her for more than a second. The room was dark, and the details about her were vague. He could not use any of his abilities, so he could not get proper observation of her. But he was sure that her hair was not dark.

His body then got up from the bed and walked toward the door. He noticed that he had become taller than he used to be. After his future self opened the door, he then went outside and shut the door back.

As his self started to walk by, he could see how the hallway he used to see every day had changed. Suddenly, his body stopped and he stood near the door of his sister’s room, wondering if it would be the same during that period. And then his body activated the Perfect Concealment.

Soon after, the doorknob in his room flinched, and the door slowly opened. Once the door rotated its hinges to a certain angle, a figure cautiously came out of the room, not even noticing his presence.

The person who came out was a teenage girl. The girl had purple eyes and long, lustrous black hair. Her physique was toned, but her assets were somewhat stacked.

Raphael then immediately noticed something about the appearance of the girl; she posed a striking resemblance to his elder sister, Louise, but he was certain that his sister was not the girl.

(Probably a child of her?) He could not help but ponder that. 𝘦𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘦𝑙．𝑜𝑟𝘨

His body just stood on his spot with folded arms as he watched the girl walk along the hallway toward the flight of stairs. She was visibly embarrassed and wearing a crimson face.

“Here she goes again.”

(?! Who?)

Suddenly, the mature voice of an unknown woman rang out right beside his body, but the girl did not seem to notice. Raphael did not know where it came from since his body did not turn his head to look out for the source. From the look of it, his future self must have recognized her voice.

“As cheeky as ever. It has been her third attempt and failure this week.”

A new, unknown feminine voice reached his ears again. Unlike the one before, her voice sounded more sweet and gentle, and came from the left side.

“Are you letting her do as he pleases, dear?”

(Dear?)

Raphael thought after the first voice asked. As of now, only his Mom and Mother call her dear among his current harem. But this woman was calling him that way, so he assumed that she must be one of his women in the future.

“Well,” his self finally uttered his first words; his voice became more mature, to which Raphael remarked. “I actually do not have to do anything. As long as she is here, that girl will never bother my precious treasures.”

“You should punish her personally if you are the one who caught her.”

“Do not listen to that evil woman, dear!” The second voice retorted to the first voice’s statement. “You should not do any indecency!”

The second voice addressed him “dear” as well, indicating that she should be a woman of his.

“But I had done deeds more indecent than that, though.”

As soon as he said that, another figure came out of his supposed room. The person was also a girl with purple eyes, young and pretty. If the first one possessed long, silky black hair, this one had fluffy, light brown hair that fell to her shoulder blades.

(Whoa.)

Upon checking her body, Raphael awed in amazement inwardly. She had curves in all the right places, and her breasts were considerably larger than the previous girl’s, whose size was around his sister’s. He did not know what his relationship with her was yet, so he was not sure if he could lust after her.

“Thank you for the treat.” The girl spoke as she was wiping her wet, dainty lips with her handkerchief. “Please, come again.”

“Fuck off!” The first girl contended from afar.

After the footsteps of the first girl totally disappeared, the second girl started walking through the hallway. As she gracefully walked with great satisfaction written on her face, she passed the body of Raphael before putting her hand on the knob of the room meant for his sister.

But before she was going to twist the knob, the girl turned around and fixed her purple gaze directly on the eyes of the perfectly invisible Raphael.

“Hello there…” Their eyes met, and the girl smiled at him. “…Father.”

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“Haah…”

Inside a dark room, my eyes suddenly went open, and I was catching my breath. After checking my internal clock, I discovered that it was already over five in the morning.

“What was that…? A dream…?”

Soon after I asked that, I raised my upper body from the bed and sat up. For a reality check, I touched my body and discovered that I did not have any clothes on me; only the blanket was protecting my body from the cold, as well as discovering my perfect control over my own body.

“Whew. What a strange dream to have… That beautiful girl was my daughter?”

I remembered that I had a dream earlier, but some of the parts were vague; I could not remember everything. Even if I looked for my memories, I doubt that dreams could be counted as memories.

From what I remember, I seemed to be in the future, and there were five unknown people in my dream. There was that unidentified wife, those voices of two unknown women, that girl who looked like my sister, and the girl who called me father.

But the more and longer I remembered that unclear dream, the more it disappeared, to the point where I could barely remember any details about it.

(Well, that seems irrelevant right now, so let me not think about that deeply.)

Once I relaxed my hands, I felt that I was touching something. When I took a glance, I found that I had two companions in the bed; they were Czarina and Inari.

(Ah, I completely forgot about them…)

Czarina and Inari were soundly sleeping at my sides under the same blanket as mine. Of course, they were both fully naked as well.

“Hm…?” Czarina then suddenly woke up. “Good morning, Master…”

“Good morning too, Czarina.” I greeted her back before taking a glance below. “You see…”

“Oh.” Czarina gaped as she saw my morning wood shaped by the blanket. “Seems like Master is horny. Want to relieve it with me?”

“I will take your offer, Czarina.”

After that, I placed myself atop her and started a brief morning session.