A realization suddenly dawned on Ingrid's face upon hearing Orion's words. She turned her head, narrowing her eyes at Orion as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye.
"If Seraphina and Greta already know about this, then isn't that reason enough to let us know what's currently weighing you down so heavily?" Ingrid asked.
Orion, however, didn't respond and simply remained quiet.
Ingrid snorted irritably in response; her annoyance was obvious as she exhaled sharply. She refocused her gaze ahead and strode toward the stairs leading down to the main room.
Instead of descending, Ingrid paused at the top, overlooking her sisters tending to their newborns below. She infused her voice with Celestial energy and addressed them, "Sisters, our husband seems burdened by an important matter. Please tend to the babies and put them to sleep quickly. We'll be in his master bedroom, awaiting you for the family role-playing event!" Her soft voice resonated throughout the main room and spread through the entire manor, reaching even those engaged in other activities or outside.
Witnessing this scene, Greta furrowed her brow in concern. She had been curious about Ingrid's sudden departure when she handed her children to Saria and Crystalia. She observed as Ingrid stood authoritatively at the opposite end of the staircase with Orion by her side; it was obvious that the older woman had pursued Orion.
Greta couldn't help but exhale in defeat, realizing Ingrid's intentions.
Meanwhile, Celeste mentally applauded Ingrid's initiative. She knew she could always rely on Ingrid to handle the situation.
…....….
Orion's manor training ground
After hearing the familiar voice deliver its message and vanish, Fifi immediately halted the training session.
"That's enough for today. You can all go and take your baths so we can quickly regroup with the others and see what they have in mind," Fifi instructed, her gaze fixed on Ursa, Sura, and Gina, all battered and drenched in sweat.
Since giving birth, she had been teaching them proper combat techniques without relying on their gifts, making the girls more formidable than their peers and stronger than they were before.
The girls, however, looked visibly worried after hearing Ingrid's words.
"What do you think happened to Orion?" Gina asked, her voice tinged with worry.
"I'm not sure, but organizing a family role play suggests it's something serious," Sura replied, her eyes reflecting her concern as she pondered what Orion might have experienced to be in such a state.
"Well, we won't find out until we arrive, so let's not waste time. We don't want to be late," Fifi said, leading the way toward the nearby extra bathroom for her bath. "That includes you, Ursa," she added, her gaze briefly resting on Ursa, who remained silent with a deep frown etched on her face.
Sura grabbed Ursa's folded hands without hesitation and pulled her along to catch up with the others.
…...
After Ingrid finished her announcement, she took Orion to his master bedroom to await the women.
Leaving the door unlocked, she guided Orion to the bed to take his seat. Then, she strode over to the drawer beside the bed and pulled open the middle compartment.
Within it, Ingrid looked at the several medium-sized glass vials, numbering up to twenty, each filled with a blend of pink and green-coloured mixture. She selected one and closed the drawer before returning to Orion's side and handing him the vial.
Orion accepted the vial containing the mixture concocted by Seraphina and Greta to suppress his incredible fertility. He opened the lid and drank its contents with a gulp.
He would have taken a bit if he were only planning for a short kushi session. However, to prolong its effects, he drank the entire contents. Once finished, he replaced the lid and set the vial on the ground by the bedside.
"As I mentioned, it's fine if you don't wish to share what's troubling you. But you can't expect us to stay silent and watch you be burdened by your thoughts, so either you choose to continue remaining silent or choose from the options I've presented," Ingrid said, her voice filled with authority.
Having been Orion's partner for nearly a year, Ingrid knew one of the most effective ways to soothe his mind and alleviate his stress was by indulging in a sweet, fantastic kushi.
So, not only did she hope that Orion would feel better after this, but she also desired that her plan would work, leading Orion to open up about what was on his mind with them.
Orion nodded silently as he observed Ingrid's attire. Unlike the rest of his wives, who had taken the opportunity to use the family's wealth to weave several new tulgas for themselves and the newborns, Ingrid was one of the few who chose to keep the same style of her previous tulga.
Her grey tulga was still a long-sleeved dress with hems that halted at her fleshy mid-thighs while stopping at the edge of her juicy protruding butt cheeks from behind. However, it looked a lot more silvery and brighter.
Without hesitation, Orion felt his shaft twitch vigorously as his veins pumped more blood into it, until his shaft was suddenly trapped within his tulga, trying to break free and get a look at what had awakened it.
A smirk appeared on Ingrid's lips as she observed the massive bulge on Orion's tulga.
No matter how often she experienced it, she always felt happy knowing that Orion had always felt as excited as he had been since they first had kushi.
Though she and the others no longer considered their figures ugly at this point after meeting and communicating with different races, along with having sisters who were from different races, unlike Sura, Ursa, and several others, it was still incredibly hard for an aged woman like her to easily forget about such memories.
Regardless, Ingrid observed as Orion's stiff veiny penis twitched impatiently, prompting her to chuckle lightly.
She proceeded to free her breasts from her tulga, pulling down the dress's long sleeves and revealing her large, motherly milky breasts. She then bent forward towards Orion, shoving it in his face as she stretched out her hand and raised his tulga.
