A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 54
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Power of Bonds.
Right now this OP skill was useless. I had a list prepared for the Diva who would surely have an affinity with the girls.
Saeko's Diva will be the most suited for my tastes.
But first would be Saya's Diva—Phenex.
*Ding!*
[For your successful contract with Lemegeton, you get an additional summon for today.]
Ohhh, nice!
A free summon!
Leaving Leme in the room, I went out and dragged Saya here. I explained the situation on the way, or she might end up blasting Leme with her C-Rank Fire Magic.
"Oh, this cute girl is in Asahi's harem?"
"Asahi, wait, why is this a sexy girl?!" Saya huffed and pointed at Leme. "I thought she would be an old hag."
"She is Leme. And Leme, she is Saya, my lover."
"L-Lover?"
I grinned at her. "Aren't you? Even Yuriko approved of our relationship."
She frowned a little and glared at me, realizing I just called my mother-in-law with her given name.
"You… whatever, I don't care anymore."
Did she just give me the approval to pursue her milf mother?
"Did you just agree to it?"
She nodded reluctantly and sighed. "Just treat her better… than the bastard father of mine."
Moved to tears, I brought her in my arms and kissed her. Such a noble deed was worthy to earn a hundred kisses from me.
She pushed me with a glare. "Stop toying with me."
"Okay, just wait here. I will summon the best Diva for you."
"Asahi certainly loves his harem. Leme finally found someone worthy to become Harem King." She hung her head depressingly. "But no friend is here to see it…"
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Before she got depressed further, I poured my mana into the summoning circle. I didn't feel much when I powered it for Leme, but it became a little harder to move my mana.
I haven't mastered the technique to use the mana yet—another goal to work for.
A red hue circulated in the symbols of the circle. This time, it burst into a red flash. I covered my eyes preemptively.
"Phenex-chan!" Leme cried and jumped into the light.
"Yare yare… how can you be our master when you cry like this," murmured the man before me in black pants and a suit vest. A black mask marked with a white wing symbol hid his face.
This guy was Phenex, a Demon Marquis, the 37th Pillar of 72 Pillars. He was ranked low but his powers with fire were nothing to scoff at.
My eyes met with the red V-line on his mask, his eyes. He gave a polite nod and pushed Leme away.
Saya watched Leme with an amused smile. "This fellow is interesting."
"She is certainly an interesting character."
"Master, even they are making fun of you now."
Leme turned around and glared at me. "Asahi, are you making fun of me?"
"Leme, can you explain the contract to Phenex?"
Leme patted her puffed chest with a proud smile. "Leave it to me."
She started her explanation.
Saya nudged me with her elbow. Her excited smile reminded me of flirty Saya. "So I will be able to use Phenex powers?"
"Yes, I will be also able to use them too through the power of love."
"W-What nonsense are you spouting?"
'Klysc—'
(Done!)
'Thanks, you are a good wife.'
(Hehe~.)
"Heeey! Answer me, what is this power of love?"
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"I will explain that after the contract. Phenex."
"Though it does feel strange to materialize in the alternate physical world… I will do my best to support my new king and master."
As expected, this guy was cool in every way.
The symbol of Enigma appeared on Saya's hand.
"Master, please extend your hand," Phenex asked.
"Go ahead."
Saya nodded and grasped his hand.
"Inject your magic power here."
"Huh? Okay."
A second later, the symbol on her hand lit up. Phenex's body scattered into particles and formed a shadow behind Saya. A majestic bird with fiery wings, spewing streams of orange light.
Saya closed her eyes as a bright glow enveloped her body, forming a graceful red dress. Above her bountiful cleavage, a crimson symbol of two fiery wings appeared.
Saya's eyes turned crimson.
"The spark that scatters from the dancing—"
I shook her shoulders in panic. This girl might nuke this house.
"O-Oi, calm down."
"Huh?! Asahi?" Clarity returned to her eyes. "Ah, sorry… I was about to cast Barrett."
"Don't worry. It's something that can't be helped."
"This dress… is somehow embarrassing."
Her dress disappeared in an instant. The glow concealed her body.
The red sparks gathered from which Phenex materialized.
"Since we are directly contracted without the interference of Astrum, you can skip the chant. Though the words will ramp up the spell power."
Saya nodded and gave me a bright smile. A heart flew from her and entered my ring.
I injected mana into my ring and a graph with numbers popped up.
Saya Takagi — 102
My original affection points for her were 204.
(It is as you have guessed. One positivity level is two affection points.)
The girls with the original protagonist had 200 positivity level… that's undying love or yandere…
I shook my head. My body felt kind of empty from the loss of more than half mana.
An MP and HP bar would be useful here…
(Do you want it?)
'I would be lying if I didn't want it.'
(I will upgrade the system when you go to the next world.)
'I love you.'
With everything said and done, I led Leme and Saya to the room and explained everything.
Yuriko was also there, so I earned 3 affection points from her, probably because of telling her this.
The path to conquering Yuriko would be slow and steady.
After everyone got busy with their own stuff, I dragged Shizuka toward my room.
It's time to confront her!
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