Harem Hero

The Quick and the Cloned - Part 9

Venelana cuts an imposing figure, even though she's nearly a foot shorter than you. This is a forbidden power that only the mother of one of your girlfriends can possess. Venelana quickly turned her attention to the run-down garage that she finds herself in, "And what do you call this? These squalid conditions..."

"I call it Mitsuru cheaping out on the rent," you snipe – even though she isn't here to hear it.

"He doesn't live here mother," Rias explains, "It's simply a place where they design and manufacture their weapons."

That seems to stem her fury for the moment, "I see. Then I suppose the quality of the accommodations don't matter."

You lean over and whisper to Rias, "How much does she know about me?"

"She used to sit in the living room and watch the anime with us. I've also been telling her about what's happening on this side."

You hope the anime isn't as perverted as your version of events is. At least having a harem of wives and girlfriends isn't odd in their world, you seem to recall. That said, Venelana strikes you as a stern type of woman. She isn't going to approve something like this so easily.

She claps her hands together and smiles, "So, when's the wedding?"

The tension that built up in your body is released like a coiled spring, to be replaced by a flood of barely withheld confusion. That was the first question she wanted to ask about your relationship? "Uhm. Don't you have any other questions before that one?" you venture.

Venelana giggles in a way that is very alike to her daughter; "I trust Rias' judgement. I've never seen her so convinced of anything in her life. I do have a few misgivings about her indulging in such a fantasy though. Not everything in life can go the way you want it to."

"I understand, mother. Meeting him was a singular occurrence, I'm not so naïve to think that good luck will always be on my side."

Venelana reaches over and clasps your hands in hers. Her hands are very soft and warm. "From what she tells me you're a fine man. So, take good care of my daughter, please."

You nod, "You have my word."

Rias steps in and grabs her mother's arm, "Mother, aren't you forgetting something?" Venelana closes her eyes and sighs. Rias must be wearing on her patience a little with something, has she been pushing for her to... to become a member of your harem like she said before? The bravery of this girl to bring that kind of thing up with her.

"Rias dear, while I appreciate your concern for your mother – I highly doubt that your fiancé would be receptive to taking on an old, widowed woman like me. Especially not with children, some men are very possessive after all."

Your jaw drops through the floor as Venelana not only suggests that the idea is acceptable, but that men from her universe wouldn't want that exact combination of things in a potential partner. She's drop dead gorgeous, with a naturally mature air that doesn't need crow's feet to speak of her age. You've done a few good deeds already, but what the hell did you do to deserve the chance at this mother-daughter combo?

Despite the overflowing desire you feel, it's so, so hard to get the words out of your mouth. Flirting with your fiancé's mother in front of her is just something that people don't do. But for Rias and Venelana it is very much something people do. Rias gives you a knowing look that piles on even more pressure. You're doing this for her too – this is something you're doing to make her happy. You repeat that mantra in your head over and over as you finally find the words to say.

Rias releases your arm, leaving you connected to Venelana again; "I wouldn't mind. I think you're a very beautiful woman, Venelana."

She's flustered, but resists regardless. "You're just saying that to flatter me."