Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

Nier released my lips. She licked her own lips then climbed up. She gently drew circles on my chest using her finger. While she was at it, she grabbed my head and used it to rub her breast. In a quiet voice, she whinged, “Your Majesty, I feel as though you’re always somewhat absent-minded now. You’re so mean, Your Majesty. This is something so joyous, yet you’re always thinking of something else. Have you begun to grow sick of my body?”

“No.” I shook my head and explained, “Sorry, Nier, I’m not in the best shape today. Let’s turn in now. I can’t help worrying that you’ll be attacked during my absence tomorrow.”

Nier obediently got off me. She hugged my arm and chuckled in a soft voice: “Someone able to successfully attack me is yet to be born. Though I’m no longer a Valkyrie and not keeping up with my training, I still have my skills. I have more than enough to spare if it’s to protect myself and Daisy. You don’t need to worry about us. You, on the other hand, must look after yourself out there.”

I shook my head: “I’ll always be with Mommy Elizabeth, so I’ll be safe.”

I pulled Nier into my embrace. She went along with me and snuggled up in my arms. Nier was about as tall as I am, but she always seemed so small in my arms. It was rare for Nier and I to have such a heart-warming moment, as we basically did it in one position if not another at night. Then, we’d both pass out on the bed once we were exhausted. On some days, I was even woken the next day when I felt her sucking me off. Lucia rested during the day, but Nier didn’t.

I wondered to myself, “How is Nier so tough…?”

I hugged my Nier. She shut her eyes and fell asleep in my arms, her haven. Her long black hair looked akin to a still pond underneath the moonlight. I gently stroked her hair and hugged her to feel her warmth and smell her scent. Despite that, however, I couldn’t find a sense of security in the slightest. In fact, I wasn’t even thinking about Nier. I was preoccupied with Mommy Elizabeth the entire time.

I asked myself, “Why, though, am I so preoccupied with Mommy Elizabeth?”

I shut my eyes. Mommy Elizabeth appeared in front of me again. In my mind, I mulled on the question, “What exactly am I worried about? Why can I not stop missing Mommy Elizabeth? Am I worried about her? She doesn’t need my concern, though. Why am I so worried?”