Tima, God of Creation's Overlord Journey

"Mother, does that feel good?" A warm, moist breath suddenly brushed against Aya's ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

As Aya ate, the other beast-eared girl sat behind her, massaging her shoulders.

"Mother, with how heavy you are in front, it must be very exhausting. Please allow me to massage you." Though the words sounded rather strange, it was hard to refuse her kindness. As for the massage itself... well, Aya did not dislike it.

Her fingers were strong, and her technique was highly skilled. More importantly, she knew perfectly where Aya would feel good. Was this what they meant by a daughter knowing her mother best? In any case, it felt wonderful.

"It feels great. Thank you for your hard work." Offering sincere thanks was basic courtesy.

But then Aya realized there was another problem. She could not keep calling the two girls Heavenly Wolf (Warrior) and Heavenly Wolf (Mage), could she? It was neither cute nor particularly polite. It seemed she needed to give them names.

"If it's all right with you, I'd like to give you names," Aya said. The two girls before and behind her both visibly froze.

"If you don't want that, then never mind..."

"No, no, we do! We very much do! Please, by all means!"

"Please grant me a name."

Wow, the pressure was intense. Looking at the sparkling eyes of the girls, Aya felt a slight stomachache.

"Hmm, let me think. You'll be called Camellia." This was the name she gave to the curvaceous Heavenly Wolf warrior behind her.

"And you'll be called Preya." This was the name for the slender Heavenly Wolf mage in front of her.

"Camellia."

"Preya."

The two girls murmured their new names, their faces clearly filled with joy.

Thank goodness, as long as they were happy. Aya let out a breath of relief. It seemed she was actually decent at naming things, unlike a certain friend...

"The shoulders and back are done. Please allow me to massage Mother in front as well," Camellia said with a smile.

"Wait, the front is..." It did feel good, but it was a little embarrassing. Still, Aya did not want to reject the sparkling goodwill in the other girl's eyes.

"All right, then. I'll leave that to you too."

Where Aya could not see, Camellia shot Preya a proud, faintly provocative look.

"Tch." Preya secretly clenched her teeth and shot Camellia an angry glare. But to Camellia, it was plainly nothing but envy and jealousy.

"Did Preya make breakfast? It was delicious," Aya said, completely unaware of the sisters' hidden clash.

"Yes. Since Mother might not like food made of magic power, I specially went and caught salmon," Preya said, her eyes visibly brightening.

See? My breakfast made Mother happier.

Heh heh, flat-chested girl. You're that happy just doing a servant's work.

What? You big-breasted freak!

Are you insulting Mother too, my little sister?

You're not the same as Mother, you ugly freak!

"So it wasn't made from magic power? Wait a second." Aya suddenly realized something.