A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 82
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I walked past the gate. People worked together to push out the corpses outside the gate. Hell, a blonde gal sprayed water with her hands to clean up the blood.
I gave her a thumbs up and met Yuriko's gaze, who was leaning against a chair near the mansion's gate. She pushed her body to stand but fell back again.
"Mama, don't push yourself," Saya yelled, sprinting for Yuriko.
I also followed her and stopped before Yuriko, crossing my arms on my chest. Saya did the same and gave a harsh glare to Yuriko.
"S-Saya, what's with that look?" Yuriko asked, sighing a moment later. "Mama is sorry, okay?"
"Why are you so stubborn?" Saya sat on Yuriko's lap and buried her face in Yuriko's bosom. "You… you remind me of my former self."
Yuriko stroked Saya's back with a rueful smile. "I am pathetic, aren't I? My daughter has grown stronger but I am still so weak. I don't even have the courage to ask for help."
The milf was falling into depression.
"No, that's not true!" Saya said and tightened her hug. "Mama just needs more time. You are stronger than most of the people in Japan. It's just that the enemies this time were too many."
Yuriko swept her gaze over the girls heading inside the mansion."But you all still beat them easily."
"We have an Ex-class Diva on our side."
Leme was physically weak, even Saya could overpower her.
I pulled Saya away from Yuriko. "That's enough bonding for now. Let's take a bath or this blood will never go away."
"Okay." Saya gave a last look at Yuriko and went inside.
"What are you waiting for?" Yuriko said and waved her hands. "Go away. Let me rest."
I grabbed her hand, jerking her to her feet. She glared and I smirked, moving her arm around my neck. I slid my hand under her knees and my right hand under her back, lifting her in a princess carry.
She struggled to escape.
"Be obedient or Imma spank you here," I whispered in her ear. "Before all of your subordinates and you aren't in any condition to resist."
Her eyes wavered at my threat. She stared for a second, sighed, and accepted her defeat.
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"Get back to your work." She took out her anger on the subordinates shocked out of their wits. "Chika, you are in charge until I return."
"Y-Yes, Ma'am," stuttered a redhead wearing glasses. She adjusted her glasses. "Please take your time. I will take care of this mess."
Her green eyes flickered with a strange light when she looked at us. Even so, she was quite the youthful beauty with long legs and modest boobs. Let's see… a B-cup, it is. Easy to scout with the tight suit she wore.
"Stop ogling my secretary and get going," Yuriko interjected.
I turned my attention back to the lovely milf. "You are acting really cute."
[Yuriko Takagi: Affection +2]
She calmly closed her eyes but the slight blush on her face gave away her embarrassment.
I focused my senses to the limit, listening to her heartbeat.
"Dear mother-in-law, why is your heart pounding so hard?" I teased with a grin. "Don't tell me you are embarrassed by this?"
"I am tired after defending this place for four whole hours," She snapped.
"I see. I see."
Let's not make her angrier now.
I started walking toward the mansion in an easy gait. Her brows twitched, seeing my speed just a little faster than a snail.
As soon as we entered the mansion, she pinched my cheeks, causing a minor itch.
"You really have thick skin."
"Thick skin is the basic requirement to pursue the mother of my future wife."
She let out a sigh. "Why are you so obsessed with having me? The women in your harem are beautiful like a blooming lily while I am already starting to wither—a woman in her late thirties."
She basically insulted the majority of the milfs in the world.
I took the stairs leading to the upper floor. "I am gonna say some fancy words because a woman like you who has seen the world will laugh them off. Even so, you are attractive and I love your gentle demeanor. Any man who says otherwise isn't a man."
[Yuriko Takagi: Affection +1]
"Is that so…?" She muttered under her breath. "My room is on the left."
I shrugged and turned right. "We are going to the bath. Try to bond with other women, will ya?"
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"Why should I?"
I leaned in; she turned her head, thinking I would kiss her. Instead, I nibbled on her ear. "Because you are my woman."
[Yuriko Takagi: Affection +2]
She used her right hand to push me. "How bold of you to decide that on your own."
I grinned. "Just stating the obvious."
She gave a complicated smile in response. I arrived at the bath in a minute and gently kicked the door.
Inside the bath, I let down the squirming Yuriko.
"Slow down a bit."
Her legs shook, still, she pushed me toward the gate. "Let me bond with the woman you talked about."
She closed the door in my face. Oh well, not that I was dying to bathe with them. I headed for the smaller bath.
Before that—
Yuriko Takagi: Saya's mother and owner of Takagi Mansion.
[Reveal backstory.]
—Favorability points: 70 [Reliable son-in-law]
—Age: 39
—Lvl. 9
—Race: Human
—Class: Earth Magician
Attributes:
—Strength: 18
—Dexterity: 24
—Constitution: 22
—Defense: 23
—Charm: 33
—Magic: 42
Skills:
[—Earth Magic (C-Rank)]
[—Firearm Mastery (E-Rank)]
Klyscha already showed it…
She is Level 9 already, which she achieved entirely on her own.
As expected of a milf I desire.
70 affection points are a lot. I can see her backstory now, but I want to hear it in her own words now.
'Show me Nao's stats.'
Nao Sakurada: Aiko's sister. A teacher in training.
[Reveal backstory]
—Favorability points: 92 [Caring Boyfriend?]
—Age: 25
—Lvl. 9
—Race: Human
—Class: Wind Magician
Attributes:
—Strength: 16
—Dexterity: 23
—Constitution: 26
—Defense: 25
—Charm: 35
—Magic: 31
Skills:
[—Wind Magic (C-Rank): The wind element awakens in the people yearning for freedom, to enjoy life to its fullest. However, the wind is also clear, for people possessing an honest trait. They don't try to hide their real nature.]
[—Firearm Mastery (F-Rank)]
[—Language Mastery (F-Rank): The user has learned various languages.]
She is 25? This timeline truly diverged from the manga.
Her stats are high and she also achieved them on her own. Her hard work was apparent. Language mastery should be the inferior version of my [Gift of Tongues.]
'Show me Saeko and Shiori's stats.'
Saeko Busujima: Younger daughter of the Busujima Clan. A genius swordsman and a student at Fujimi Academy.
[Reveal backstory]
—Favorability points: 189 [An admirable lover]
—Age: 18
—Lvl. 13
—Race: Human
—Class: Swordmaiden
Attributes:
—Strength: 30
—Dexterity: 40
—Constitution: 34
—Defense: 32
—Charm: 41
—Magic: 36
Skills:
[—Sword Mastery (C-Rank)]
[—Firearm Mastery (F-Rank)]
[—Cooking (F-Rank): The user possesses a natural instinct to sense which ingredient brings out the best flavor.]
Level 13, great. Her charm went up by 1. [Cooking] skill too. Saeko is most suited to be a housewife.
(I…)
'Of course, Klyscha is still the best.'
(Hehe.)
After consoling the depressed Klyscha, I continued through the list.
Shiori Busujima: Oldest daughter of the Busujima Clan. A genius swordsman and a student at Fujimi Academy.
[Reveal backstory]
—Favorability points: 192 [Hope of her life]
—Age: 18
—Lvl. 12
—Race: Human
—Class: Swordmaiden
Attributes:
—Strength: 28
—Dexterity: 37
—Constitution: 32
—Defense: 30
—Charm: 41
—Magic: 29
Skills:
[—Sword Mastery (C-Rank)]
[—Firearm Mastery (F-Rank)]
[—Cooking (F-Rank)]
Shiori already achieved C-Rank [Sword Mastery]. Then again, she trained every day for this, so it's natural.
'Now Aimi.'
Let's see the growth of my beloved yandere.
Aimi Akane: Asahi-sama's mistress.
[Reveal backstory]
—Favorability points: 531 [High-Tier obsession]
—Age: 25
—Lvl. 14
—Race: Human
—Class: Hunter
Attributes:
—Strength: 30
—Dexterity: 40
—Constitution: 38
—Defense: 35
—Charm: 38
—Magic: 35
Skills:
[—Firearm Mastery (D-Rank)]
[—Dagger Mastery (C-Rank)]
[—Stealth (E-Rank)]
[—Natural Mentor (F-Rank): Art, combat, skills, the user is proficient at teaching everything.]
Aimi had the most exceptional growth. Even her [Stealth] ranked up, unlike mine. I barely used it but Aimi always lurked behind me or the girls to protect them. Teaching others about combat and firearms gave her [Natural Mentor] skill.
'Now, my naughty Shizuka.'
Shizuka Marikawa: Asahi's older sister.
[Reveal backstory]
—Favorability points: 168 [Her sweet lover brother]
—Age: 27
—Lvl. 8
—Race: Human
—Class: Klyscha's Acolyte
Attributes:
—Strength: 15
—Dexterity: 17
—Constitution: 24
—Defense: 20
—Charm: 45
—Magic: 43
Skills:
[—Medical Arts (D-Rank)]
[—Luck (E-Rank)]
[—Holy Element (E-Rank): Only those with innate kindness can awaken this element. They never mean true harm to even their foes. It can be used to heal or harm foes with Chaos elements.
[—Klyscha's Divine Protection (Special): The user is immune to any attacks directed at the soul.
It had been like a few years since I was left this speechless.
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