That Time I Got Sent to Another World Where All of the Girls Are Super Hot and Super Into Me Because I Am Super Strong and Have Very Powerful Abilities that God Gave to Me Because Me and Them Were Friends When I Was in Grade School and God Is Actually A Loli Who is Also in Love with Me Because I Am A Super Epic Person Who Will Defeat The Demon Lord Who Threatens The Entire World but the Demon Lord Actually is in Love With Me and the Demon Lord is a Super Hot Busty Babe Who is Actually Just Trying to Get My Attention Because I Have a Cellphone That Can Contact the Internet and Can Get Anything Shipped To Me Within 2 Days But I Barely Need It Because I Am Actually the Most Strongest Guy Alive Because I Have Super Strong Powers Like Being Able to Lift Your Mom Really Easily Which is Nearly Impossible Because Your Mom is So Fat But is Actually A Secret Anime Busty Babe Who is Really into Me Because I Am Super Cool and Better Than Your Dad Because He is Super Lame Which I Am Not:

Book 2.6 - That time I was reincarnated into another world and witnessed the Dark One's summoning

I had to act quickly! Wanda and Bonbon were in trouble, and I was the only one who could save them! My heart swelled with pride at what a cool and brave guy I was, as I vertically bisected a screaming cultist in half with one swipe of my sword.

There I was, risking life and limb against a bunch of nasty cultists to save two hot anime babes, one busty, one average. It may have been the cultists who had their lives and limbs at risk rather than me, but there were also like 20 of them, so it probably added up about the same.

I activated my [Evil Eye: Poison] and swept my venomous gaze across the cultists, instantly infecting them with poison damage and gastrointestinal distress. I jumped into the air, throwing my board down to use my Board Arte: [Grind on Air].

Instantly, I began to do a nosegrind on thin air, and activated all of my magical [Skills] to cast [Thunder Grind - Lvl 10]. Even more instantly, I transformed into a cool blast of electricity and swept across the room on a completely arbitrary path, blasting through the various cultists and leaving arcs of electricity shooting from one mook to another.

"Hmph. You wa shock," I mused, brushing my hair from my face in an edgy way, then brushing it back because I liked it better the first way. As if on cue, the cultists all fell dead, also instantly.

"ENEMY SLAIN"

"ENEMY SLAIN"

"ENEMY SLAIN"

"ENEMY SLAIN"

"ENEMY SLAIN"

"ENEMY SLAIN" (x15)

!!!~~~~~LEVEL UPPU~~~~~!!!

You are now Level 11 ^w^~<3 !!!!

5 Skill Points Gained!

Skill Gained: [Evil Eye: Venom]

Board Arte Obtained: [Deflecting Deck]

Spell Learned: [Thunder Wave - Lvl 1]

Title Gained: [Cult Crusher]

Karma++!

The Robo-Kamiko voice of the Gamelike LitRPG [System] echoed in my mental ear. Hell yeah! I'd leveled up! I sheathed my sword and my skateboard and turned to face my harem members, striking a triumphant pose. As soon as I laid my eyes on them, I realized that Wanda was still topless, her hair and bra strategically covering her breasts! I quickly activated [3D Maneuvering] and used the [Rotate] tool to spin back away again, blushing furiously.

"W-Wanda!" I stammered, covering my eyes. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't look!"

"Go ahead," she replied. "It doesn't really bother me, wan."

I froze in my tracks. She was completely ambivalent about me seeing her naked? Did that mean she l-l-l-liked me?! I knew I was probably misinterpreting her, but it almost sounded like she was inviting me to look. S-still, even if she were, was our relationship really at the level where I could look respectfully at her tits? I was a lot more comfortable just seeing nudity by zany accident.

"N-no," I stammered. "Y-you should put a shirt on!"

"Wan," she said, deadpan. "Master's afraid of boobs."

"N-no!" I managed, shaking my head. "I'm not afraid of boobs. I just get completely paralyzed with fear, anxiety, and/or mental stimulation when I see them, is all."

"Wan! Well, my shirt is all covered in blood now," Wanda retorted, making a sound like she was crossing her arms. "I can't put it on now; it's all cold and wet. It'd just feel gross, wan."

I sighed, hanging my head, as the Head Cultist finished his chant. He whirled around to face us, his face probably furious beneath the skull mask and hood.

"You foolish heroes!" he started monologuing. "You are too late to st-"

"Shut your goddamn mouth," I politely cautioned him, stabbing one finger in his general direction. "We're in the middle of an ecchi comic relief scene."

I turned back towards, then away from Wanda again, re-covering my eyes after I was rudely interrupted. "Wanda, you can't just go around topless!" I protested. "What if somebody saw you?"

"Wan! Who cares? They can be jealous if they want, wan."

I shook my head. "That's not what I meant. If you go around topless, it'd be... um..." I fiddled with the tips of my fingers, blushing severely. "I-Impure..."

There was a long, awkward silence. I grimaced inwardly. Jeez, I'd really put my foot in it, hadn't I? I should have thought before I spoke. I mean, I'd basically just insulted her, right? It was no wonder she was silent, she was probably writhing with guilt and shame!

"Wan... is he being serious right now?" she asked.

"Um... yeah, I think so?" Bonbon replied.

I shook my head. "S-sorry. I didn't mean to imply that you were impure or anything like that! I-I was just worried about what people might say."

There was a long sigh, and the sound of cloth rustling, then ripping.

"Ok, Master," Wanda sighed. "I'm decent, wan."

I turned around again, beaming a wide smile. I was happy to see that Wanda was now fully dressed. She'd stripped one of the cultist's robes off, then torn it roughly in half to form some kind of weird hooded long-sleeve belly shirt. I gave her a thumbs up though, because she was definitely rocking it.

With that settled... I rotated to face the Head Cultist.

"Go on," I ordered him, giving him a small, polite wave like when you're letting somebody else go ahead of you at the checkout line.

He cleared his throat, doing a quiet vocal exercise to properly get back into his fiendish cadence.

"YOU'RE TOO LATE TO STOP US!" he roared, holding his hand, clawlike, into the air. "The virgin sacrifice is complete!"

With that, he brandished his dagger and knocked over the margarita on the sacrificial altar, splashing the stone red with its contents.

"NO!" Wanda cried out, reaching desperately for the fallen beverage. "YOU MONSTERS!"

The cult leader cackled with diabolic glee. "Yes! After years and years of study, our time finally draws near!"

At his words, the glyph surrounding the sacrificial altar took on a blood-red hue, and the skull lanterns all winked out, the flames blowing out in the sudden subterranean wind.

"Years hiding from the authorities! Over a decade of hunting through ancient ruins and gathering artifacts and forgotten scrolls! Piece by piece, we've assembled the dark rites to completion! Finally, the culmination of our hard work pays off!"

The tomb began to shake, dust puffing off the walls and ceiling. The light of the runes caught it, bathing the cool skull mask of the Cult Leader in a badass red glow, and leveling up my [Cultist Basics] skill as I nodded in approval.

"They called us fools! But NOW WHO ARE THE FOOLS, HMM?" WE'LL SEE WHO THE TRUE FOOLS ARE..."

He slammed his palms down on the altar, laughing maniacally. "ONCE THE DARK ONE COMES FORTH!"

My heart wrenched. No... they really were summoning something. So much for my cool powerup. Well... I guess I'd just have to make the best of it. I started doing some calisthenics to make sure my muscles stayed supple for the upcoming deicide or whatever.

"Um, Hiro-san, shouldn't we do something to stop them?" Bonbon asked, gesturing meaningfully to the Cult Leader with her knife.

"Foolish Elven Wench!" the Cult leader spat. "I already told you that it was too late!"

"Wow, rude, wan." Wanda scolded him. "Didn't you learn any manners?

"I mean... couldn't we just kill him now?" Bonbon asked, but was shouted over by the Cult Leader.

"Manners are for peasants! When the Dark One comes, manners will be a thing of the past!"

"Master!" One of the cultists shouted. I looked over at him, then realized that my [Slave] was the one with breasts and animal ears. He wasn't talking to me. "The ritual is about to finish!"

The Cult Leader laughed maniacally again. "Prepare to meet your DOOM, foolish heroes! Count yourselves lucky, for your deaths will be the first of many! Witness as we usher in a NEW ERA! An Era where I don't HAVE to get a real job, mother! Behold the awakening of the Dark One!"

The sacrificial altar cracked in half, then crumbled and imploded into itself, as it was torn apart and pulled into a brilliant neon-blue portal that was forming at its center.

"WE SUMMON YOU!" the cultists boomed as one. "AWAKEN FROM YOUR THOUSAND-YEAR SLUMBER AND PLUNGE THE WORLD INTO DARKNESS ONCE MORE!"

I braced myself, grinning a smile as I clenched my grip on my katana, ready to fight whatever dumb monster was about to come out of the portal.

"AWAKEN! AWAKEN! RISE AGAIN! WE CALL UPON YOU: THE [DEMON LORD]!"

I froze mid-grin. W-wait a second. The [Demon Lord]? Wasn't that... kind of a big deal? I was expecting something a little more mid-bossy than that! I almost thought that my plan hadn't been a good idea, but then I decided to blame somebody else instead.

"Damn it, Bonbon..." I swore. "You were too late!"

"H-huh? Me?"

With responsibility averted, I had to focus on the bigger picture, here! This ritual... I had to stop it by any means necessary! Desperately, I decided to use my hail mary! I cleared my throat, and held my hands up, emanating power into them before making an arcane sigil, in the shape of an upper-case 'T'.

"Uh, hey," I said. "Time out a second."

The Cult Leader glanced at me, and hope rose from my stomach to my chest. Had my plan-

And then the portal exploded.