《A Fool fooling around in another world》TRASH and TRASH
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Yu P.o.V
"Why do I not understand anything of what the others are saying?" (Princess)
"...Oh... lol." (Me)
'There still was something like "Perfect language comprehension, wasn't there?'
My harem looks confused at the princess' words.
"Would you answer my question?!" (Princess)
"Weird that I didn't think about it, but you are from another world. No wonder that you don't understand them..." (Me)
Her frustrated expression slowly changes to slightly bitter.
"YOU FUCKING RETARD! FIRST YOU KIDNAPPED ME HERE, AND THEN YOU EVEN MADE SUCH A CRUCIAL FUCKING MISTAKE?! ARE YOU ACTUALLY-" (Princess)
'That's not "slightly bitter", narrator.'
Slightly bitter.
"Alright, time out." (Me)
I twist my wrist, which makes 2 warpholes appear under- and above her, through which she falls infinitely.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" (Princess)
At the resounding screams, Lydia seemingly rejoices.
"Is she the punching bag now?!" (Lydia)
"Nope, she just needs a little time out. I would never desert you, my dear Lydia." (Me)
"Wait, does that mean you would leave me, if I wasn't your punching bag?" (Lydia)
"Moving on." (Me)
"Excuse me, but why exactly am I not the punching bag?" (Estelle)
"Because I won't let him touch your filthy body. I'll protect him at all cost, so I won't let him be defiled by something like you." (Janna)
'Aaaww... she's protecting me from the kinky masochist...'
That's cute and all, but the little princess is still falling
'Yep, and that gave me more than enough time to think about what I should do now.'
"AAAAAHHHHH!" (Princess)
Once more, I clap and another magic circle appears on the floor, drawn by me in the blink of an eye with "Lightning step" activated.
"Well then, girls. I'm sorry to leave so shortly after I came back, but I'll be sure to be back by dinner. Except of you, Janna. Sine you're such a good girl, who wants to protect her big brother, you'll be coming with me." (Me)
"YES!" (Janna)
From the corner of my eye, I see Aline jerking her head around between me and Janna.
"B-But I want to protect you to-" (Aline)
But she once more stops herself.
"W- WHO WOULD WANT TO BE WITH YOU AND PROTECT YOU AND HAVE FUN TIMES TOGETHER?! I WOULDN'T! I MOST CERTAINLY WOULDN'T!" (Aline)
'God, it hurts my heart not to take her with me now, but she's just way too nice for what we're about to do...'
"Yeah, I'll be sure to spend some time with you when I come back, alright?" (Me)
Aline averts my gaze, blushing.
"... *Nod*." (Aline)
Your face tells me, that you can't wait for the 2 years to pass by, so you can finally have some fun.
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'GOD, I HATE MY SHOTA COMPLEXES!'
I slow the fall of the princess with pure mana and land her safely inside the magic circle. Janna enters it with me as well and I channel mana through it, which makes us appear back in the other world's arena-
"WHAT'S POPPIN, NEW WORLD?" (Me)
You can't just take the title of an earlier chapter and recycle it.
-only to see the king about to fuck a cat.
"I'll eat that pussy like I ate your mother last night." (King)
'Okay, that's just fucked up.'
"Fuck, I've been gone for like 5 minutes, and you're about to fuck a cat. You even forgot about your own daughter being kidnapped!" (Me)
"Yu? What is he doing with that cat?" (Janna)
"You don't need to know that, Janna." (Me)
The king notices us and tries and hide the cat behind his back.
"Y- YOU VILLAIN! SO YOU CAME BACK?! GUAR-" (King)
Suddenly, Janna appears behind him and puts a knife at his throat.
"What did you just say to the love of my life?! Did you just say he's a villain?! Do you want your throat slit?! Are you asking for it?!" (Janna)
'And that's exactly why I brought Janna along.'
Why don't you just do it yourself?
'You know that I'm against violence.'
You carved a magic circle into someone's eye, with a knife, because you didn't like him.
"Now then king. Do you want to give us the artifact now?" (Me)
Ignoring me, eh?
"FATHER! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW, YOU VILLAIN!" (Princess)
From the top of my shoudler, where I'm carrying her, the princess starts to spout various curses at me again.
"So another one wants to die, huh?! I really have a lot to do today..." (Janna)
"No, wait Janna. Before you kill him, I need to know where he keeps his treasures." (Me)
She puts her hand on top of the king's head and a bright light shines for a brief second.
"Done. Can I do it now?" (Janna)
"Wait... did you just read his mind?" (Me)
"Yes." (Janna)
"And how?" (Me)
She thinks about it for a second, before answering like it's natural.
"With the power of love?" (Janna)
"I'm so glad that I took you with me. You just spared me some ugly torture." (Me)
Yeah, sure author. Just try to procrastinate the explanation to a later date.
(Author's note: Fuck you. You're just something written by me. You can't do anything against my procrastination.)
Excuse me, while I have an existential crisis in the corner.
(Author's note: Me: 1; Fictional character, whom I thought up myself: 0)
"And? What is the treasure?" (Me)
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"It's a book." (Janna)
"... A book?" (Me)
"A book." (Janna)
'Screeny? There are no skill books in this world, right?'
This is not an RPG you fucking donut.
'FUCK!'
"And what's the book about?" (Me)
"He doesn't know." (Me)
I look at the king, who is still frightened by the knife at his throat.
"Really?" (Me)
"I- It's not my fault! It's written in an ancient language! T- The w- way to read it h- has long b- been lost!" (King)
"Oh, if it's only an unknown language, then I can fix that. Janna, where is it?" (Me)
"Euh..." (Janna)
She starts thinking about it really hard.
"Dear? Do you know something about an organization, which threatens multiple worlds?" (Janna)
"He sold it, didn't he?" (Me)
She nods.
"Really?" (Me)
"T- They threatened me too!" (King)
The knife comes closer to his throat, until the point of blood dripping from it.
"Don't lie to him." (Janna)
"Yes, I'm sorry. I sold the book for special animal hookers, which only they had." (King)
"Okay... wait... WHAT ARE ANIMAL HOOKERS?!" (Me)
Do you seriously want to know that?
'YES?!'
"FATHER?! YOU SOLD THE BOOK OF OUR ANCESTORS?!" (Princess)
"YOU MUSTN'T QUESTION THE KING, DAUGHTER!" (King)
*Slap!*
I slap a sheet of paper, with a magic circle written on it, on the king's head.
"Well, since you're not able to do anything right now, let's punish you." (Me)
"PUNISH FOR WHAT?!" (King)
"For wha- YOU FUCKING SUMMONED ME HERE, IN PURSUIT OF ME FIGHTING A HUGE ORGANIZATION AND THEN SOLD THE ONE THING, WHICH COULD'VE APPEASED ME! AND NOW YOU'RE ASKING WHAT I SHOULD PUNISH YOU FOR?!" (Me)
"Fair enough." (King)
'At least he's a bit reasonable.'
"Let me think... your punishment will be..." (Me)
"Can't we just kill him? I'd be glad to do it if you ask me to." (Janna)
'I kinda don't want her to sully her hands yet...'
"There's no need to dirty your beautiful hands with his perverted blood, my dear sister. His punishment will be-" (Me)
'Fuck, I need to improvise, or else this sentence won't look nearly as cool as it should be.'
"-to stay here. Exactly on this spot where you are right now. If you move away from here, then you... fuck do I care... won't be able to get it up anymore..." (Me)
"Get what up exactly?" (King)
"Move and find out." (Me)
Terror spreads on his face like a wildfire.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST COMMAND MY FATHER TO DO?! I WILL LET YOU BE BEHEADED!" (Princess)
"I literally kicked your strongest captain into oblivion, without even breaking a sweat. Who the fuck do you think you are?" (Me)
In the next second, the princess disappears from my shoulder.
"Don't worry my dear. I'll just bring out the trash for a second." (Janna)
"Wait, before you do that, can you read her mind as well? I still need more information about that evil organization." (Me)
"Yes! Your wish is my command, dear!" (Janna)
'Ohohoho, don't say that, or else you'll make this old man excited.'
She puts her hand once more on the princess's head, reading her mind, only to take the princess outside of the castle.
"Don't kill her!" (Me)
"As you wish, dear!" (Janna)
After 15 minutes of muffled screams... and moans-
'Why exactly moans?!'
-Janna comes back.
"Trash should knows it's place..." (Janna)
"Alright, Janna, I need a crashcourse on the evil organization." (Me)
She wipes the blood off her hand and immediately starts smiling again.
"With pleasure, love! The organization plans to get enough power to make the boss break through as a celestial being, by colecting ressources which may help him in getting stronger. So it basically revolves completely around him... just like I do with you, hehehe." (Janna)
"I heard, my dear little sister." (Me)
"Oh my, how embarassing..." (Janna)
She isn't embarassed at all.
"They have multiple branches, scattered around different worlds. How many is still unknown, but one of which is guarenteed to be located on this world." (Janna)
"Good, then I'll at least have the chance to connect to the different branches with a magic circle." (Me)
*Puts on fake surprised voice* Oh golly, what could you mean by that?
'You're a screen. You don't have a voice.'
Just answer the fucking question.
'To put it simply, right now I still need something from the world I want to teleport to, since I don't really have an idea what to fill the magic circle with otherwise. Each world has it's own pattern I need to draw, and only by getting a clue on the frequency of the world-'
That's not simple.
'I can't fucking teleport to a different fucking world, if I don't even know how to teleport to it.'
Makes sense.
'But something from the different world, gives me the chance to do that, since it has remaining traces of it.'
Gotcha.
"Now then, Janna, want to take on a nearly celestial being with me?" (Me)
"I'd be glad to." (Janna)
I take her hand and we make our way outside of the castle. A new adventure awaiting us.
The king? Legends say, that he stayed there until his death, still afraid of impotence.
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