A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 129
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The morning came and sent me back to the real world. Although we just stayed silent for the most part, the night was fun.
Nao seemed to be having a peaceful dream while hugging my neck. The softness of her divine boobs pressing on my arms made me hard.
(Good morning, my love!)
'Someone sure is energetic today."
(You already bedded Nao yesterday… There goes another lovely memo...)
'Memo what?'
(Nothing, nothing. What else happened when I was asleep?)
'I came to Orario and found some places shrouded in fog. The people I met called me God, then I embraced Nao and met Maya again in her dream.'
(Foggy places? Oh, my love must be referring to the less developed places in this world. I call them 'Lost Lands'. No imaginary world is perfect. Every story has a place that is only mentioned, never meant to be shown.
'So they're like Village A, B, C in an RPG?'
(Exactly. They serve no purpose, have no background; they just exist for the sake of it. Only my love and your partners can see through them since you are my husband and your beloved women are connected to you. The starting world had no such things since I based the lost places on modern earth.)
I see… so every imaginary world had lost lands, their flaws.
(About being called God. Every person in this world is extra perceptive to the presence of higher beings. You, a High Human, have a presence different from both gods and mortals.)
'Fuck. Won't that put me in the spotlight quickly?'
(It could be a major problem if I didn't prepare for this.)
A white pill appeared in my clenched fists alongside its information in my vision.
[Aura Suppressing pill (Rank B): A pill commonly used in Xianxia to hide your aura from the Divine Sense of Gods and Demons. The effect lasts for nine hours.]
[Price – 149KP]
Ah yes. Gods and Demons. Good ol' Xianxia.
So every day in this world would cost me one pill at the minimum and more if I stayed in the Dungeon. The living entity could recognize me as a God and let loose hordes of monsters to wipe me out. Something familiar happened to Hestia when she released her powers.
Not a bad way to farm XP.
(Only my love will do something like that.)
'I have a lot of AOE spells to take care of hordes.'
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(What if it was Juggernaut?)
'Juggernaut. You said that before. What's a Juggernaut? Some kind of monster?'
(Yeah. They act as guardians for the dungeon, only spawning when something destroys a large part of the dungeon. They have mighty claws and armor that reflect magic. Their physical defense is still low. Their overall stats depend on the floor they are spawned.)
'Pretty dangerous.'
"Umm… Asahi-kun?" Nao mumbled and kissed my cheeks. "Morning, sweetheart."
Sweetheart? Her words were quite affectionate in the early morning. She probably acted on her impulses instead of thinking. She wasn't a morning person like Nee-san.
"Nao-chan?"
She opened her eyes. "Yes?"
I turned and leaned over her. The blanket was still above me, so her pretty boobs were free for me to watch.
"What…" her eyes went down and she covered her boobs in panic. "W-W-Why are we—we fucked last night!"
"Yes, we did. But you passed out after one round."
"I-I am sorry. Even though I was building up my endurance for this," she mumbled and reached for her vagina, but touched my cock by mistake. She turned beet red in an instant. "I… will we shower after this?"
"Yep. I am addicted to showers."
Thanks to Saya.
"Okay… you can start anytime."
I nodded and squeezed my blazing cock inside her. She released a light moan and shut her eyes.
Soon, her sexy moans echoed in the room, probably reaching the inn guy.
After thoroughly dirtying ourselves in each other's fluids, we got dressed and inquired directions for the bath.
The young innkeeper led us, his cheeks red.
The bath once again amazed me with the simple, classic wooden look.
While cleaning each other, we talked. I told her about the common knowledge of this world.
Like Familia, a group or organization of adventurers and supporters overseen by a God or Goddess. God or Goddess gives a blessing of Falna to people in their familia, so that they could gain Excelia and raise their status.
The current strongest Familias were Freya Familia and Loki Familia.
I also told her some points about adventurers, the dungeon, and the monsters spawning there.
—x—x—x—
After getting dressed in another commoner-like outfit, I had Klyscha convert 100 KP into 5000 valis. A decent exchange rate. I gulped the aura suppressing pill and paid 1000 valis to the inn guy.
Nao held my hand with a soft smile. "The Goddess is helping us a lot."
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(Y-Yes, be grateful!)
'You aren't a tsundere!'
(My love, do you want to ask some—)
A loud drum boomed in the streets. I quickly hung my daggers on my pants and rushed out with Nao.
Men wearing masquerade masks played various instruments while several girls handed out bowls to people. A massive feast. This doesn't resemble Orario from the anime.
"That guy, is your wife hungry?!"
A woman with a red ponytail called out to me, donning a breastplate and pauldrons over a sleeveless shirt and black pants.
"W-Wife?!"
Nao's shout suppressed the drum for a second. She unconsciously used her magic to increase her volume?
"Are you not?" I smiled, making Nao red again. "Yes, we are married."
The redhead sighed with a faraway look in her olive-colored eyes. "Must feel good to be young."
Despite not looking over twenty, she shamelessly, yet splendidly pulled off the act.
"What is this about?"
"This?" She glanced at her back, where the festival-like atmosphere was at a peak. "We of Astraea Familia and Ganesha Familia are celebrating the half-year anniversary of the festival 'Triumph of Justice' with a feast!"
"Triumph of Justice?"
Wait, did she just say Astraea Familia?
The redhead cupped her chin and tilted her head. "You don't seem like a homeless guy. Your wife too looks like a noble from the far east in commoner's clothing." She suddenly clasped Nao's hands. "Are you two runaways from the far east for your romantic deeds?!"
She even concluded the reason!
Far East?
(The feudal cities in the East. The culture and people resemble Japan to a large extent.)
'Got it.'
Nao freed her hands and hid behind me.
The redhead wasn't the least bit hurt by Nao's guard. She thumped her breastplate with a wide smile. "Fret not. I, Alise, the purest and most beautiful, will stand by justice and help you two marry—ohhh!"
A fist descended on her head.
"Captain! You are bothering people again."
My eyes widened at the black-haired woman wearing a maroon kimono with a robe. She was certainly one of those people of the far east and this redhead turned out to be the Captain of Astraea Familia. Her name was…?
(Alise Lovell.)
"Kaguya," the redhead whined, clutching her head. "I am just trying to help two lovebirds in their quest."
Kaguya moved her gaze to me, her eyes asking for confirmation.
I just shook my head. "We are orphans from a nearby village and came here to live a fulfilling life as adventurers."
"I apologize for our Captain's idiocy." Kaguya bowed gracefully and then turned to her Captain with furrowed brows. "See? You are always sticking your butt where it doesn't belong."
Her attitude flipped smoothly.
"Captain, Kaguya, you two are still dallying here. Don't forget we have an expedition today! Miss Elf and others are at the Adventurer Graveyard," a pink-haired loli yelled as she helped the girls in serving food to the commoners. She must be a Pallum.
Elf? She could be referring to Ryuu.
"Pardon us." Kaguya bowed and then dragged Alise over to others.
They sure are a weird bunch.
Nao shrugged and led me to the feast.
"We must save your credits if we can," she declared with a stern expression.
I merely nodded and glanced at the woman distributing food to my queue. She had long fluffy hair that seemed to drip with honey; her orange eyes drooped as she handed curries with a kind, healing smile. A sense of mature sex appeal oozing from every curve of her body.
Who is this milf?
I felt like I knew her… wait, Demeter, the Goddess of Fertility?
Nao pinched my waist. "Don't be rude."
"Alright."
Finally, my turn came and I stood before Demeter. She glanced at me and her droopy eyes shot open.
"Goodness! You are the most fertile man I ever met!"
All the eyes in the street arrived on me, gauging me out, especially the female. I shuddered but still managed to give my best smile.
"Hello, beautiful ladies, how are you all doing?"
A commotion broke out as women rushed at me. A blast of wind blew everyone around us. Nao held my hand and rested her head on my shoulder, as though saying 'This man belongs to me, fuck off, please.'
Demeter fixed her hair and passed me two plates of spicy curry. "What's your name?"
"I am Nao Marikawa, and he is my husband Asahi Marikawa."
Demeter nodded her head. "Lovely names. Please take more if you need to."
I nodded and trailed out of the attention with Nao.
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