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Chapter 1: To kidnap or to not kidnap

I can't help but hate myself for waking up this early in the morning.

To be fair, it wasn't something I had decided by my own volition. Or at least not because of plans I had for today that needed me to wake up at six in the morning!

Summertime had started… yesterday. I was mostly free from my usual burdens and I was happily stuck at home with only my own hobbies to keep me entertained for the remainder of the next three months.

I had planned to wake up at 9, but the loud noises coming from various devices in the house turning off as the power suddenly went out. I stared at the dim-light coming from my phone, the little thing having been set to charge by the bedside while I was sleeping.

Groaning, I stepped off the bed with a massive unwillingness to deal with whatever had happened, but I had to do it considering that everyone here at home was still sleeping. I was the only light-sleeper and… now I had to check what went wrong.

The first thing I did was to change out of my sleepwear. There was no reason to wander around the house with my Pajama, and I really needed to get out of those garbs before the cold truly settled in my brain.

I put on a dark half-sleeved t-shirt with a Dark Souls theme, a pair of gray pants that reached down slightly below my ankles and my usual light-blue sandals. Stretching a little bit and holding a traitorous yawn from leaving my mouth, I started to make my way towards the door, opening it as I wandered to the end of the long hallway that connected all the rooms of the house. The switchboard was on the other side, and it took me a couple of seconds to calmly reach for it.

I gave it a glance, then frowned. Everything seemed to be fine there. All the switches were turned up which meant that the problem wasn't connected to it. But with that possibility crossed out by the possible problems that caused the power outage, I groaned at the mere thought that the issue might be related to something happening with the outdoor generator.

Picking one of the flashlights that had been put near the entrance door in case of emergencies, I proceeded to silently check outside. I stopped for a moment, grimacing over the fact that the sun had barely roused and everything was covered in shadows.

I started to shiver a little bit when I felt a gust of cold wind reminding me that the temperature here had yet to catch up with the wave of heat the news had been sprouting for some time now.

Without wasting too much time thinking about the consequences as I really didn't want to catch a cold in these stupid circumstances, I resumed my walking and soon I found myself turning the corner outside the frontal gates of home to where the outdoor generator was.

It wasn't the generator itself, but I had this tendency to call the little panel connected it as such since I wanted to stuck with that name. I don't know why, the name just seemed 'fancier' than 'outdoor power panel'.

I stopped in front of it, leaning forward as I checked for any issues with the switches there. Then I looked at the fuses and… there was a switch turned down.

...Odd.

In a normal case of blackout, all the switches were meant to automatically turn down. I tensed a little at this discovery, part of me suddenly bringing up the possibility that this wasn't a simple power outage.

But rather something more sinister.

I tried to skeptically rebuke that stupid theory. I really couldn't see anyone trying to do anything like this and… surely this thought was the fruit of a sleepy mind put at unease.

Finally, I let out a yawn while I moved to flicker the switch up. Just as I leaned back at the sight of the panel returning to life, I froze as I felt footsteps approaching from behind.

Now, what kind of justification I had to debunk the whole 'ambush' theory? None. I tensed up again and I slowly turned around to see who was there and…

I blinked as I found myself looking at someone I was most familiar with.

Pale blue eyes stared impassively at me, just a hint of warmth managing to leave through those orbs. Her voluptuous form was comfortably contained with the short plum jacket, the black shirt with 'Prime Model', and a pair of dark-blue short pants that reached to her knees.

Many would have jumped up in fright at her sight, mostly because of her seemingly cold stare… and the fact that she wasn't human. The correct term was 'Bear Prime', but after almost a year of knowing her because of her mother, I could happily address her by her name.

"Naerie," I muttered with a nervous smile plastered on my face. "Buon-" Wait no, I need to switch to English. Damn it, brain. "G-Good morning! I wasn't expecting a visit from you."

"Good morning, John," The girl muttered blankly, offering me a graceful nod. "I'm sorry for coming at your home unannounced and… for tricking you outside with that."

She pointed her finger at the panel, and I frowned at her words.

"Was it something your mother asked or-"

"Actually, it's something I decided by myself," The redhead interrupted politely. "But yes, it's still related to something mother is… doing as of now. Which requires your immediate presence."

Despite the overly-calm tone that was usual from the girl in front of me, I couldn't help but feel like something was immensely wrong with that statement.

"What did she do?"

There was silence at first and… Naerie stared away from my face. My frown deepened.

"Naerie, I'm not mad with what you did to lure me out of my house," I started with a kind tone. And I meant it as there was no genuine damage to the panel, nor to the devices inside. "But if Ambar is planning something big, and you need my help about it, then I can only think that this 'plan' has to do with me."

I sighed as the young woman merely nodded at that guess. I made a couple of steps towards her and she looked back at me. I stared up, slightly aware of the fact she was a couple centimeters taller than me.

"Does it have to do with that whole 'Paraiso' stuff? The fact that she wants me to come there too for this summer?"

She gave another silent nod, and I blinked at the fact my early guess was correct. So I had been right to worry about Ambar trying to do something about today… especially with yesterday's odd behavior while we were sorting out that chapter.

Sighing again, I smiled at Naerie. "And I suppose she's making some overtly elaborate plans about it."

"That's… quite correct," The girl admitted slowly. "But… I know you don't really mind it."

"I did promise her that I would come. So I don't see why she would think I would bail from that."

"Mother is... unsure if she will be able to respect her part of the deal," The Bear Prime explained, making me flinch at that very possibility of getting targeted by Ambar's quirky ways to draw amusement out of people. I really wasn't looking forward to that. "Which is why she's hoping you will break your part first."

...Smart, but I couldn't see how kidnapping me was going to do anything about it.

…

Unless she wanted me to struggle during the kidnapping and call that my own unwillingness to go to Paraiso. And like Hell I was going to let her pull that sneaky move on me.

"And you came here to… help me?"

She didn't answer that, but I could see her tense up at that comment. My smile widened and she almost melted as I pulled her in a quick hug.

"Thank you, Nae," I muttered happily. "Like really, you're a life-saver."

"Mother will be angry about this," The redhead reminded and I sighed.

"And I will be angry at her if she gets angry at you," I shot back softly, giving a final tight squeeze before releasing her from the embrace. "So don't worry about it."

She almost smiled. I could see the edges of her lips coming close to twitch upward.

Gah, I really want to see her pretty smile! And I feel so close now!

Before I could ponder some more about that idyllic sight, Naerie hummed and looked at her wrist.

"We should get going," She mused with a hint of anxiety. "Mother will be on the move in a few minutes from now. And I saw her talk with some Knights about a 'rescue mission'."

So that's how she was planning to kidnap me? Cheeky bear, I hope your Crest is ready to-

Oh?!

My brain went blank as I saw a pure form of white condense in a humanoid frame. It took it mere instants to finally assume a coherent body and… he blinked at me. And I blinked back at him.

Why did he look so similar to me?

"I managed to get this from Mother before coming here. She wanted to offer it as a gift to apologize after the kidnapping," Naerie answered as she took off the small wristband with the yellow gem in there. "He will be your spirit from now on."

"Is there something that Ambar isn't planning about?" I found myself questioning, only for the Nano-zell spirit in front of me to chuckle mirthfully at my query.

"I wonder about that myself, chief. Lady Ambar can be incredibly creative and resourceful when she wants to," The guy agreed with a jovial tone. Then he reached his hand out as to shake with mine. "By the way, I'm Galileo."

"Nice to meet you, Gali. I suppose you know who I am."

"John S.M. Bukharin," The spirit quickly said with a smile. "Age 22, Writer and… single."

I facepalmed at that last comment. "That was unfair."

"Why not?" He quipped with a frown. "We're going in a place where skinship is just a daring must."

"Yeah but-"

"Plus, there are plenty of single ladies that could be swooned to your side," Gali continued with his explanation. "And you wouldn't need to have a serious commitment with most of those!"

…

I glanced at Naerie, and I frowned when she looked a little bit uneasy herself about what she just heard. Why I felt like she knew about his personality already.

Still, I returned my attention to the Nano-zell spirit and I sighed. "I will… think about it. Also, Gali, are you the one that will take us to our destination?"

"That's right! And before we go, should I leave a message to your parents so that there's no issue about it?"

Now, that was something I had almost forgotten about. While I had been telling them that I was going to spend the summer away with some friends, I shouldn't be leaving home without something to explain my sudden disappearance.

"Just send a message to mom that my friends picked me up and we were already going."

He nodded, his smile staying plastered on his face as I soon started to feel energy coursing around my body. I saw Naerie glowing in a white light, something that was happening to me too and... we suddenly warped away from that simple road.

It was strange, almost unexpected. Nausea swelled from my stomach at the sudden shift, but the malaise was easy to keep down, and I soon realized that we were now standing in the establishment reception area.

The place was filled with Primes of various kind and races, but I could easily recognize various individuals I had seen before. There were some of the former students at Prism Uni, I could see Knights wandering around, and… I could see the Crests and their families.

I was awed by the sight, almost forgetting about what my current objective was. A quick tug by the sleeve from Naerie was enough to remind me that I had to 'greet' someone before actually taking a stroll around.

I spotted my target a couple of meters away from where we were. Hair as red as Naerie's, her fur was slightly darker than her daughter's as its shade was a darker brown with just a circular patch that was fairly light. She was wearing white bikini bra and bottom, plus a see-through green sarong.

Ambar was distracted, blissfully unaware of what I had planned for her as I prepared to strike. The High Prime was busy talking with two familiar individuals that looked slightly older than how I last saw them.

Joy Ravenhurst, young knight and daughter to the Crest of Love, was wearing an open light-blue shirt that revealed that she was wearing a yellow bikini underneath, while a pair of short pants covered her bottom.

She was the only one paying attention to what the Crest of Wisdom was saying to them, while her partner, Drake, was happily looked around at the presence of some bountiful women to try and flirt to.

The Narakhan was wearing an open gray shirt and nothing underneath… except for quite the daring swimwear considering it was a slipper-version.

I took the first step towards them, but soon found myself stopped by a small, giggling missile crashing and latching onto my leg. Looking down, I cracked a smile at the little kid grinning back at me.

"Buka!"

I snorted, crouching down a little to lift off the little bundle of joy that was Naerie's little brother.

"Hello there, buddy," I greeted with a hint of mirthfulness. He smiled happily as he straddled his tiny hands at my shirt. "Are you excited to be here?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Papa's here too!" The adorable Bear Prime added while turning to point at the approaching white-haired man. I nodded as the father reached us.

"Pulsar, hello."

"Good to see you too, kid," The Crest of Ice greeted back with a dazzling smile. Soon the man's attention was directed at his daughter. "Naerie."

"Hi, dad," She said, finally offering a smile at her father.

I felt blood rushing at my face as I was bestowed with the cutest sight ever. It was bamboozling, almost mesmerizing. Sirio giggled at my little blush, and soon started to pinch at my cheeks.

I snorted, hugging him closely. "Don't you think your big sister has a pretty smile, Siri?"

The boy nodded, looking happily at his older sibling. "Nae is the prettiest!"

...Gah, so cute~! My heart, my poor heart!

Pulsar soon had his stare back at me, giving me a curious look. "I thought Ambar was planning to 'get' you here through other means. I suppose Naerie decided to pick you up earlier… to avoid any awkward situations."

"Yep," I said while smiling at the redhead, the girl nodding my way.

"By the way, I think you should move to stop her from making any chaotic messes now that you're here," The Crest of Ice added. "I think you can think of something amusing to get her to avoid making any kerfuffle."

"I can try and..." I glanced at Sirio with a small smile. "Wanna prank your mama, Siri? I think it will be fun."

His light-blue eyes widened and I almost heard a little squee coming out of him. There was no end to that cuteness.

But now it was time to counter Ambar's plans for the first days here at the resort. I wasn't planning to getting screwed like this by her. Nor the other way, mind you.

"Remember to always be careful. John is quite devious and will surely throw false accusations at me, which of course are all false," The High Prime continued with her briefing as we approached. I had a curious look as Joy seemed completely taken by the woman's words as we stood behind the Crest. "He will also try to call me forbidden names. Names that should never be mentioned to anyone in this world."

I frowned at that, half-tempted to just address her as that title with how annoying this little storytime was getting.

"But will he be strong? If you're assigning this to knights, then that means that he is quite dangerous."

"His words are his weapons," Ambar specified with a faux-serious tone. "But he could also have ninjas guarding his stronghold."

The mere mentioning of Ninjas was enough to almost sell the deal to the action-junkie, but I wasn't really planning to let this crap continue any longer.

So I took a step forward, enough to draw the attention of the two knights and the confusion of the Bear Prime at the sudden diversion of their stares from her. She looked to the side, and she froze.

"Buongiorno, Ambar," I greeted in Italian, getting a nervous look out of her. "I suppose you were so concerned about me that you were trying to send knights to find me."

"You- You are-" Joy tried to make sense, her brain failing to easily digest what was going on.

"I'm John Bukharin, the guy that has ninjas and use words as weapons," I presented myself with an amused tone. "And you're Joy Ravenhurst. Tell me, do you think you will have a second round with Ayah this year?"

The mere mentioning of the Chaos Sorceress was enough to get the brave knight to sport a shocked and horrified look. I knew exactly the buttons to press, especially those related to the first and last time the two had been here in Paraiso.

"Y-You- how?"

"I mean, that would be interesting and all. By the way Drake, I bet you're still proud for that perfect execution of the 'Hidden Ninja Technique: Stealth Towel Snap'. Truly make it seems like Joy had instigated Ayah to react that aggressively."

The temperature dropped several degrees. I could see the Narakhan's mouth drop at being revealed at the prime culprit behind that little situation between his partner and his former boss.

"YOU DID WHAT?!"

He bolted. He knew that talking her out of that furious state was impossible and he tried to make use of his superior speed in the chase that soon ensued.

I stared at the two running, almost chuckling at the interesting scene I had created, but I wasn't done just yet. My main target had yet to be addressed after all!

"Ambar-"

"The weather is nice today, ain't it?"

"You were trying to-"

"And you came here so suddenly! I'm so happy you upheld your part of the deal!"

"Let me speak-"

"Siri, aren't you happy that your big brother is here?"

"Ambar, I know what you were trying to do," I finally had enough of that multitude of deflections. "Like really, that was mean. Even for you."

Her jaws dropped at my words as I was bestowed with a rare ashamed look from the Bear Prime.

"It's… I really want to have fun this time spend there."

"You literally have a cast of people that can be used for comedy sketches," I rebuked. "And seriously, why trying to kidnap me?"

"It's complicated?"

"How much complicated, Lady Ambar?" Galileo finally quipped with a faux-curious tone. "Can I offer assistance about it? If it's about numbers, I'm your Spirit!"

She frowned. "It was Naerie, wasn't it?" The Bear Prime asked and I sighed.

"And don't try to get angry at her. I'm glad she did what she did," I retorted with a huff. "Think about it. I get taken by the knights, my parents learn about what is going on- how are you going to solve that mess, Lady?"

"I had a plan-"

"Which doesn't imply using the power of Wisdom to influence them?"

…

"Okay, now I don't have a plan about it, but I can assure you that I would've solved everything," The Bear Prime reassured. "I'm not a problem-maker without being a problem-solver too."

It wasn't a lie. But I really didn't want to bring my parents into this too. They wouldn't just… react well to this all.

Maybe they would be neutral to it, but then it would be awkward to discuss about it. I couldn't help but shiver at the kind of stares I would get from them if they discovered about this all.

"That doesn't mean that I don't have a reason to return the favor, and… I've the best way to do that."

"And what do you plan to do, dear. We both know that I-" The woman paused, her confusion lifting up at the strange thing I was doing. "Wait, what are you whispering to Sirio?"

I moved away from the kid's ear, sporting a faux-innocent look while the boy moved his hands to hold his mouth shut as a surprised expression appeared on his face.

"What? Oh… nothing. Just nothing."

"Sweetie, what did Buka tell you?"

The kid shook his head, keeping silent as his mother looked more and more concerned. "Did he say something about Mama?"

He gave a nod, and a note of irritation enveloped her visage.

"John, you know that there limits and that telling him what I think you told him would warrant quite the harsh punishment."

I frowned at her, this time letting out some genuine confusion to trick her even more. "I really don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, you know." She just had that undeniable certainty as she looked back at his soon.

"Sweetie, can you tell me what Buka said to you?"

The child glanced back at me and… I nodded at him, a small smile twitching on my lips.

He moved his hands away from his mouth, revealing a bright smile before he said the truth.

"Mama is most beautiful in the world!" Sirio loudly exclaimed, getting Ambar to freeze momentarily at the unexpected compliment and proclamation.

She blinked, eyes wide open as she tried to stomach what had just happened. I looked smug, but rightfully so.

Two can play in the game of feels, and I was a good player at that. She knew that, and she was reminded of it through that little scare.

One can only dread what would've happened to me if I had been mad enough to have Sirio call her mother 'Hamster Lady' from now on. That would've been suicidal from my part.

Finally, the Bear Prime sighed tiredly and nodded. "That was quite a fright you gave me, John and," She smiled as she moved to pick up the kid off my hold. "And that was a very nice compliment. Mama is happy."

The boy giggled and snuggled closer in his mom's breasts. Her swimwear moved a little bit and… I saw a little more skin than usual.

"Something got your attention, author?"

I looked away, but that little red hue on my face screwed with my attempt to appear indifferent at the sight. She was just that beautiful.

Just as I prepared to protest that kind of teasing, our attention was diverted away as we noticed people scrambling to look at the figures descending from the near staircase.

Accompanied by two of her maids, the owner of Paraiso Island descended. Wearing a curious blue dress that offered sight over her cleavage and to her legs, Messiah looked particularly happy, but politely calm as she approached us. The Red Panda Prime was unique compared to others of her kind. But it wasn't her smooth blonde long-hair or her long fluffy tail that made her stand out.

It was the pair of angelic wings coming from her upper back.

"Greetings, my honored guests! I'm Messiah and I welcome you to my Paraiso. I wish for your stay to be a pleasant one, filled with fun and fair games… but also of lovely rendezvous among lovers and friends," She started to introduce, her tone so calm and formal that I almost blinked at the strange mix I was listening to. "Remember that Paraiso is a safe haven, and to not feel bashful during your stay here. Still, violence is forbidden among guests, and your discretion is adviced."

I blinked, and then I realized that the woman was really approaching us. She glanced at Ambar, giving her a careful nod before turning her attention at me.

"Mr. Bukharin, Lady Ambar told me much about you," The owner of the island muttered. "Good things."

I nodded. "Messiah, I've heard well about you too. I hope my presence here will not cause any issues."

"I don't think it will," The young woman assured with a pleasant smile. "While the rules were fairly strict about male guests a few years ago, now the restrictions have lessened to a point where this resort accept everyone in there."

"That's good to hear."

And I sure was ready to enjoy my stay in this curious resort. Hopefully, I wasn't going to get screwed by fate itself considering the fan-service that had struck the place last time.

Hopefully I wasn't going to be yanked in any of that stuff.

AN

Spoiler alert! Stuff will happen.

But yes, here we are with this little irregularly-updated surprise I had mentioned!

I hope ya'll ready for the lemons that will ensue from this point onward 'cause there will be lots of lemons. This is non-canon to the stories I had written, so I've carte blanche about it all.

Prepare for some lemonade, fellow degenerates!

Suggestions are accepted as the lemons will not be centering only the MC. I accept mostly everything (that is not extreme in any shape or form).

And now I leave you before Ambar discovers I did an AN without her. That would be tragic!