A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 44
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I stood speechless when Shizuka vanished into the corridors.
"Is this a positive sign or a negative sign?"
(Positive I say.)
[—Yuriko Takagi: Affection +1]
[—Shizuka Marikawa: Affection +65]
[—Shizuka Marikawa relationship changed to 'Unrequited love']
I chuckled at the prompt. Yuriko showed a path to Shizuka? Is that what happened?
So a confession from Shizuka is pending.
Incest is wincest!
Now, what to do here? I have no idea what a gentleman like me could do in this cage except search for milfs.
"Marik- Asahi-kun, why are you standing here?"
I turned around and smiled. Nao showed a concerned expression while holding Aiko's hand.
"Onii-chan is sparkling? Onii-chan is happy?"
Way to guess my feelings. The conclusion to the incest route filled my heart with joy. It was my long dream for incest but my sisters before… let's not mention how they treated me out of jealousy.
Still, wasn't this loli's guess too correct?
I crouched before her and ruffled her hair. "How did you find it?"
She blinked her round eyes. "I don't know."
That only meant one thing — Aiko awakened an element and used it unconsciously to sense my feelings.
Need to check it later. First I have to find a room for them here.
"Leave them to me!"
Saya entered through the door, her chest jutting out more than usual.
"Sure, give a room to them if you can and arrange one for us."
"Okay!"
Saya cheerfully guided them. She changed a lot after meeting Yuriko.
"So that's the magic of a milf."
I should summon the demon now. I hope it's a fun one. Roaming the corridors, I found an isolated room. Moving the furniture took some effort.
Then everything was ready.
'Klyscha, my dear.'
(Done, my love.)
A black feathered quill appeared in my hands. I imbued some mana inside it, giving a white glow to its black tip.
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I squatted and traced the pen on the ground—to create the summoning circle. Yes, this was an old school summoning. It helped that no prayer was required or I would rather die than chant those cringy prayers.
The summoning circle was universal, so I couldn't choose which demon to summon.
This whole thing reminded me of that oppai dragon anime. Maybe I will visit that world someday for a certain maid—for the sake of greater good of mankind.
With my broken DEX stats, it took a minute before it was finished.
I placed my right hand in the middle of the circle and poured mana inside it. A silvery hue filled the symbols.
This, added with the dim room gave me creepy vibes—as expected of a demon, even summoning them is scary.
"Come on."
As if answering my complaint, specks of light rose from the ground, and the summoning circle burst into a flash of light.
My eyes snapped shut from the suddenness of the situation. And when I opened them, I found myself lost in a pair of crimson eyes gleaming like the highest grade gem. A long silver braid on each side was adorned with a pink scrunchy, leaving the rest of her hair in a ponytail. The most amazing thing was her outfit—a light pink loose shirt and pajamas.
This woman felt familiar the more I looked at her. She also seemed confused as her gaze shifted across the room before stopping at me. Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Where am I?"
I shuddered at her icy glare. It also made me realize her identity. She was the very maid from High School DxD I was talking about, standing before me in flesh and blood.
What kind of bullshit luck is this?
"Are you Grayfia Lucifu—?"
Before I finished, dozens of silver balls materialized around her. Each one of them was giving me a familiar feeling—death. One of the orbs flew towards me. However, before it hit me, the ball vanished with a puff followed by the others.
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"Why is the demonic power so weak here?" She growled and grasped my collar with both hands. "Tell me, human, what kind of barrier are you using to limit my powers?"
I gripped her soft hands and freed myself. "Calm your titties and think rationally. Do I look like I have the power to harm you?"
Grayfia took a deep breath and calmness returned to her previously panicking eyes.
[Grayfia Lucifuge: Affection +1]
"First of all, believe it or not, this world is different from yours."
Grayfia ignored my serious confession and started looking around. From below the bed, window, the ceiling to even my clothes.
"What are you trying to find?"
"The device you are using to record this," she answered with a stoic face.
Is this the same Grayfia who fights on par with Gods?
"This isn't a prank for fuck sake."
I dragged her to the window and opened it.
"See, this is our human world facing the undead in an apocalypse."
Her eyes slightly widened before a pair of bat wings burst out on her back.
"I will see it with my own eyes," she said and flew out.
"Don't destroy anything."
How envious. I also want to fly.
'How long will she stay here?'
(An hour if you can't form a contract and if you can make her agree to a contract, she would be able to answer your summons.)
'Why her?'
Klyscha giggled.
(My love, you kept thinking about her—a being related to the myths of 72 Demons of Solomon when you carved the summoning circle. It prompted your mana to pull her out of her world in your most preferred form.)
'My most preferred form is her being single…'
(That is what transpired here.)
'What an unexpected blunder. So everyone who learns this Grimoire can summon from different worlds?'
That would be awfully overpowered.
(It is impossible for everyone except me and my beloved. What appeared here is only her spiritual body, or, the soul in simpler terms.)
'Her physical body is still in her world.'
(She is sleeping. My blessing also extends to control over dreams.)
'I see. So I can walk into others' dreams if I get strong enough.'
I let out a sigh.
Did I get the wrong idea or did Grayfia seem to be weaker than I expected?
More importantly, the talk about summoning fictional demons related to 72 Demons gave me a crazy idea. If it becomes successful, me and harem's strength would shoot through the roof.
(It will take a lot of mana if you want to summon her. Plus she is a spiritual being without any physical body. You will need to create a vessel for her, which I can help in exchange for Karma points. Even making Enigma and Stigma is cheap.)
My eyes widened slightly. 'Can you use your powers?'
(I will create it before her summoning. When she is still in the void. It will only shatter a few realms, nothing major.)
Only a few realms…
I wiped the sweat dripping from my forehead.
A devoted goddess is indeed scary…
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