A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 45
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The people outside looked toward the sky where Grayfia vanished. They turned to the window where she appeared from—basically me.
I waved toward them with an amiable smile.
"Fuck off to your work."
Everyone's face twisted in anger.
I took out my dagger and activated the glacial blade skill. This was enough to scare them away. I was right about this. The position of a magician was way higher than the normal survivors. This proved why no one objected to Yuriko leading them.
*Bam!*
The door flew open and the women—my lovers and future targets stormed inside the room. Shizuka was the first to jump at me and check my condition.
"Aa-kun, are you fine?" Shizuka asked as tears brimmed in her eyes.
I wiped those tears away and smiled. "What can happen to me?"
"Aa-kun…"
She wrapped her arms around my back and hugged me, squeezing her lethal oppai on my chest.
She tried to get the most out of this situation. Can't say I hate this. While stroking her smooth blonde hair, I nodded at everyone.
"I am fine."
[—Shizuka Marikawa: Affection +2]
Saeko and Shiori had already drawn out their swords.
"Did you see the woman with wings?"
"The black bat-like wings."
"Don't worry she won't harm us."
Grayfia wasn't the type to attack others unless provoked. Even if she tried, Klyscha would descend and nuke this world.
(Ehehe. My love is giving me too much credit.)
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
"Then who is she?" Saya asked, looking between Shizuka and me.
"A succubus Asahi-kun summoned to sate his desires." Shiori snickered.
"Is that true?" Saeko blinked, her hollow eyes lacking any light. "You are already abandoning us?"
Scary… Aimi infected Saeko-chan...
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"A being I summoned," I said while maintaining my smile.
Aimi was standing with her arms crossed on her chest. Her face was expressionless but her eyes danced in joy. Nao beside her watched everything with a slight blush on her face. Our intimate relationship embarrassed her?
Yuriko paced through the door and narrowed her eyes at me. I responded with a cheeky smile.
"What was the commotion about?" She asked.
"It—"
"Please pay no heed to me." Grayfia appeared out of nowhere. "Human, tell me why have you summoned me? How do I return to my world?"
"I want to form a contract. As for your other question, you will be sent back in less than an hour."
Grayfia shook her head. "I don't do that type of contract."
It was easy to understand what kind of contract she was referring to.
"No one is asking for that type of contract. Just one to aid me in battle is enough. Unless you request it yourself."
"What do I gain from this?" She folded her arms on her chest with a confident smile. "We, Devils, don't work for free."
"Girls, can you please leave the room for a minute?"
"Are you sure?" Shiori glanced at Grayfia.
"Shiori, let's leave."
Saeko dragged her out of the room. Saya gave a concerned look before taking Yuriko with her.
"Nee-san."
"Take care."
Shizuku released me and the soft sensation on my chest disappeared. She glared at Grayfia and walked out with Nao and Aiko.
"Harems are legal in this society?"
"Nah, but the law already collapsed on the day of the outbreak. Though everything will become normal eventually."
She nodded her head, showing interest in this world.
"Now then. Let's talk about your world."
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Grayfia raised her brow a little, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "What about my world?"
"What is happening in your world right now?"
This information was crucial in forming a contract with her.
"Underworld is in a three-way war with Angels and Fallen Angels."
That's surprising. From what I remember, their world should be around the 12th or 13th century. Wouldn't that mean Grayfia has yet to fall for Sirzechs?
I nodded in approval. "So the two heavenly dragons were killed?"
Her eyes grew large. Her shock lasted briefly as her calm expression returned. "How do you know that?"
"Believe me, I know much more than that, like there are four Satans and 72 Clans in Underworld, the Fallen Angel side has Governor Azazel. Biblical God is strong enough to rank in the top 10 strongest beings of the world."
"Stop! It's enough! I believe you know my world."
As an otaku and a keyboard warrior on Reddit, I know quite a lot about the Highschool DxD.
"So let's make a deal."
"What deal?"
"In exchange for answering my summon for battle, I will tell you things about the future."
"I don't believe it," She straight out rejected me. "You might have knowledge of the current world. But for the future, sorry, I can't trust you on that."
"Then how about a bet?"
"A bet?" She asked and tilted her head. "What kind of?"
"What are Fallen Angels doing in the war?"
"Fighting. What else would they do?"
"You will see that the Fallen Angels will be the first to withdraw from the war."
"Are you sure about that? Fallen Angels, though weak, have the support of Azazel, the cunning dog."
"Yes, I am sure. I will give you a bonus tip." I stepped closer to her and whispered near her ear. "Biblical God will die."
"Hah?" Grayfia let out a strange cry and pushed me. "How is that possible? Who could even kill him?"
"You will see."
'Klyscha, eject her out of this world.'
(Understood.)
"Bye, I will summon you when I am horny~."
"Bas—"
Her voice became silent and her growling face faded into silver particles.
I shook my head and sighed. Conquering Grayfia would be hard without having powers higher than her.
It's another goal added to the list. My goals aren't related to women… definitely!
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