“How pathetic! Kaisar! You’re a man! You’re the one responsible for the slaves you took in. Then isn’t it courteous to be responsible for impregnating every last one of them?”

“Abu-abu.”

“See, our son agrees!”

As I slumped over, Queen Claude gave me a pep talk from behind.

I mean, it started out with something that looked good, but because of the second half, it quickly turned into the worst thing I’ve ever experienced.

My son, seeing his mother, imitates her happily, saying, “Abu-abu”.

Ahh, babies sure do heal me.

It proves, once again, that my kid is the cutest thing in the world.

“How pathetic. Are you still our husband, our father, our master? If you’re a man, you’d better behave.”

“Babubu.”

“It’s true. Still, as the man called the father of chemical engineering and whose name will be written down in the history books, I would like to see him have a little more dignity.”

“Papa, papa.”

“I thought so. I, Bridgette, the great dog who can do anything, have given today’s partners an aphrodisiac! Now Kaisar-sama doesn’t have to move, just count the stains on the ceiling, and it’s all over!”

“Wa-wa.”

And then Karendoll, Mowry, and Bridgette, in that order, with their own children—Karendoll’s daughter, Mowry’s son, and Bridgette’s daughter— followed Queen Claude’s lead and gave me a scolding. 

—Bridgette, you are the only one who can’t.

It’s not a state of ‘doing nothing’, but a matter of ‘not being able to do anything’! What have you done to me!? You stupid dog!

“Ah, master has escaped!”

“Ara, it’s true! But you can’t run away from me!”

“It doesn’t matter where you run to!”

“Come, let us make babies till morning! Master! Our bellies have been tingling for some reason!”

“Giyon-giyoon.”

“Who is it? Who is the person who gave the aphrodisiac to Farue, the dragon? I won’t be offended! I just want you to come forward!”

“There should be a signal from the Black Mask around here… W-w-w-what a dragon is doing here?”

Because of what the damn dogs have done, there is chaos in front of me.

Wait, what is that thing in Sufia’s hand that looks like a Dragon Ball? I have a bad feeling about this, based on what Sufia just muttered.

And this is what I thought when I saw chaos unfolding in front of me.

How did this happen?

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With this,

Title: The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem

Is complete! (∩´∀｀)∩

Thank you so much for sticking with me this far!