Author's Note: Welcome back! After finishing this chapter literally tonight, AdV and I were so pleased with it that we decided to post it early. It's a lengthy one, but one that we quite thoroughly liked. The character interactions were just so delightful to write, I must admit.
Hope y'all enjoy! :)
Volume Two: Walls of Meat
Chapter Five: Preparations
Tayuya's eyes fluttered as she awoke, peering half-assedly at her surroundings before embracing the darkness once again.
She mumbled tiredly and nuzzled Daddy's chest, basking in his warmth and tight embrace.
They and Fumiko were now in the master bedroom of Auraguard, which was every bit as luxurious as one would expect; the finest silks for the bed, the whole room decorated and furnished in the colors of the guild with a desk, two bookshelves, a lounge, and even a little mini-bar!
Of course, Fumiko was quick to indulge herself, resulting in some crazy drunk and drugged sex and more than a few instances where their father mounted the pinkette in her sleep. Tayuya grinned evilly, deciding that she should make sure he does that again, sometime… it was just so fun to watch him have his way with a helpless, unconscious girl like that~!
And she did know a sleeping spell…
Setting those plans aside for later, she eyeballed her sister and creator, her eyes peering at them through a yawn. The man in question lie between them, his arms and tails wrapped around his creations with Tayuya to his left and Fumiko to his right, the latter still sleeping just as peacefully as their father.
Squirming gently out of his grasp, Tayuya straddled the man and started grinding her puffy, dripping mound against his morning wood, her newly awakened lustful nature demanding to be satiated. Feeling him throb, she guided the tip to her dripping folds and impaled herself upon his mighty cock, letting out a drawn out moan as he split her folds and his erection returned to its proper resting place...
She shuddered and started rolling her hips. Fucking herself on Daddy's dick with nary a care in the world.
Fumiko started to stir as a result, stretching with a groan and rubbing her eyes with a yawn. Looking up to see Tayuya riding Papa like a prized stallion, she snorted in amusement. Then, their creator moaned and both sisters exchanged a glance, sharing the same, devious grin as Fumiko sat up, grabbed Tayuya's hands, lacing their fingers and started making out with the dark-skinned ginger.
Naruto groaned and mumbled incoherently, waking up to the pleasant, unmistakable sensation of his cock being inside someone. And when he opened those eyes, they locked with those of his two daughters staring at him from the corner of their eyes as they wrestled tongues in front of him, the younger one fucking herself upon his throbbing dick despite the fullness of her womb.
And the scent coming off of her… one that he'd started smelling the night before last, but hadn't given it any thought to process. Naruto wasn't quite sure how, but he just… instinctively knew what it meant… and his balls churned.
That scent and the sight of his daughters sharing an incestuous unmistakenly lesbian liplock sent him flying right over the edge in a fucking heartbeat.
Naruto shuddered at the lewd, hungry moan Tayuya gave him. She clamped down upon him possessively making the youko go cross eyed. His hands acted on their own, pulling the red-haired kijo down into a tight embrace, stealing her from her sister as his tails wrapped around her possessively until the last fucking drop was pumped into her occupied womb.
"F-for the record," Naruto croaked, taking a moment to recover, "you're staying in… C-Carne while I… d-deal with Zitty-whatever."
"What?!" Tayuya squawked indignantly, pushing herself up to glare at him. "Why ain't I―"
"Because you're pregnant," he interrupted, causing her retort to die right then and there as her cheeks burned. He turned his attention to Fumiko, and eyed her stomach with thoughtfulness, concern, and some blatant lust. "Can't tell with you just yet, but you're staying in Dragon Tusk, just in case."
Fumiko only averted her gaze in response, blushing as well.
"It's my responsibility to protect you," he continued. "Now more than ever. Especially now. We don't know what that thing is capable of, so I'm not taking any chances."
Tayuya pouted childishly at that, before plopping back down onto his chest and basking in his warmth, his rigid length still buried deep inside her. "You're makin' up for it when you're done," she grumbled. "I want snuggles… lots of 'em… and someone ta eat."
"Yes, dear," Naruto chuckled.
There was a brief silence and the youko let loose another amused chortle.
"...No, not Lukrut," he said. It was admittedly tempting, but it would be more convenient to let the pest live… for now. (1)
The youko didn't even realize how… chill he was about feeding a human to his daughter. Letting her literally eat him alive at that…
Post-nut clarity for monsters was something else, apparently…
Tayuya's pout became more pronounced. "...Fine."
His smile only widened at that. It was just so cute! Pushing the thought aside, he then turned to Fumiko. "And what would you like?"
The pinkette's cheeks burned hotter at that as she smiled.
"I wanna meet those adventurers," she replied after a moment of thought. "Mostly just out of curiosity, I'll admit."
Naruto smiled again and nodded. "Alright."
"Now get outta her so I can have a turn," Fumiko grumbled, bouncing impatiently, looking at her daddy before giving her sister a childish pout.
"And why should I?" Tayuya raised her chin defiantly, tightening her grip around Daddy's cock, making him grunt, "First comes first serve."
"You already were served."
"Doesn't mean I don't want more."
"And who's to say I can't give you more?"
Tayuya's eyes nearly popped out of her skull at the feel of Daddy's cock throbbing in approval, a small burst of wet heat pouring into her as he undoubtedly envisioned them doing something dirty. She gave her big sister a devious grin.
"I approve~!" (2)
While that was going down, Albedo could be seen entering an area that few people ever visited, following the fetal angel who served as her guide. Because the 8th Floor was a barren wasteland with only one landmark, it was easy to get lost, even for her. That landmark was the Cherryblossom Sanctuary, which was of course hidden under a veil of invisibility, which didn't help.
Passing through said veil, Albedo couldn't help but smile at the stunning sight before her. It truly was glorious, something only the Supreme Ones could ever conceive.
The sanctuary was a large oasis, about ten times the size of that paltry human settlement Lord Kurama had so much interest in. The shrines, nine in total, each sported a golden statue depicting one of the original, founding members of Nine's Own Goal. As the name implied, cherry blossom trees, ever in bloom, decorated the sanctuary, with one massive one, easily thousands of times the size it had any business being closer to the center. This one was named Sephiroth, the Tree of Life, and was home to Victim. Built seemingly into its roots, in the exact center of the sanctuary, was a large, eastern-style castle—her destination.
Many miko milled about the sanctuary, fifty in total if one were to count those within the castle. All of them were level two, tending to the shrines and castle or performing various other tasks. They all looked human at first glance, but every last one was… a kijo, mostly created by Lord Whitbrim with the assistance of Lord Warrior Takemikazuchi in a joint project to populate the sanctuary.
Every last one was garbed in a low-tier armor set known as the Shrine Maiden's Regalia, one of the very first magical armor sets that anyone with proficiency in tailoring is able to create. It requires the wearer to be at least level two and to be a priest or something comparable, giving them a respectable boost to MP, Special, and Magical Attack for that level. If one were to wear the leggings, chest piece, and "shoes" associated with this set, the wearer would also be able to create the illusion of cherry blossoms floating around them for one minute, once per day.
That said, these miko of course had one level in kijo and one in miko.
Albedo absently took note of them as she passed by, every last one of them bowing respectfully when she did, a thoughtful frown upon her face at the notion of her husband claiming some… or even all of them as his concubines. The thought of someone else having his child first irked her to no end, but at the same time, it simply would not do for her beloved lord not to produce an heir as soon as possible… and as many times as possible…
She forced those thoughts aside for the time being while entering the castle.
And in its courtyard awaited one more miko, this one above and beyond the others, literally as strong as all of them combined. She was Aureole Omega, the youngest of the Pleiades and leader of the Seven Sisters Formation.
The girl was a pinkette, an immortal human who'd stopped aging around 13-14 or so, according to her bio, though her small stature made her seem younger. Her hair was done up in a short, but feminine do with messy bangs and her eyes were wrapped and bound in a white cloth. (3)
She was a pretty, little thing, too, with a respectable bust for her size and apparent age, wide hips, and a heart-shaped face. Her attire was identical in appearance to those of the others, but not at all in function as every last item was the best in slot for her classes… shy of World Items, of course.
The miko bowed respectfully to her guest. "Welcome to the Cherry Blossom Sanctuary," she said. "What brings you here, Queen Albedo?"
"Lord Kurama has sent me to awaken my sister," the succubus replied, giving the girl a polite nod. "We are to start making preparations to extinguish this anomaly in the northern forest before it becomes a problem."
"I see," Aureole replied, somewhat ironically. She turned and gestured for Albedo to follow. "This way, then. Will the rest of the Hierarchy be needed?"
"Save for Fumiko and Tayuya, yes," the succubus replied. "He insisted that they stay out of it."
"He seeks to protect his progeny, I'm sure," Victim chimed in, not knowing how much more true that was than the women realized. "I will inform the Hierarchy while you two are away."
"Much appreciated," Aureole replied with a nod. And with that, she led Albedo into the main keep, where Rubedo awaited.
Kushina frowned in puzzlement at what she saw in the distance.
It was just so weird seeing undead standing so still… usually they were shambling in her direction, as their code dictated, to 'strike down' the good-karma capped character.
But instead, they were just standing there…
Just the sight of them should've been unsettling to her―she was, after all, just a simple office woman at the end of the day and this world was no longer a game―but she felt no fear or apprehension.
No, instead, the sight made her… irritable for some reason.
She chose not to digress on this… not when she was so close to potential dangers...
Still… even from here, they could see that the undead were acting strangely.
She didn't see any death knights, so it was unlikely that any high-tier undead from Yggdrasil were among the horde, but still… its sheer size was indeed far beyond what one player of any level should be capable of!
Approaching the base Jircniv mentioned, careful to keep a safe distance from the soldiers that had been left for the crows, Kushina was quick to sense something was wrong. The closer she got, the more his skin started to crawl and the antsier she got.
These… foul creatures… she wanted to destroy them all, to cleanse this world of the blight they brought upon it. Taking a moment to calm herself, not wanting to run headfirst into the fray without knowing what she was dealing with like a fucking lunatic, Kushina took a look at the fort once more. (4)
"No signs of life," Serqet stated, eyeballing the building in question. "No illusions, either. It is precisely as it seems."
"Thanks for letting me know," the redhead muttered. She took a gander at the banners, unable to make out the symbols from here, but she could tell that they were quite intricate… and those colors… She frowned deeper.
They couldn't be…
"Can someone get me a spyglass?"
There were some mumbles and the sound of rummaging soon followed. Then, one man approached with the item in question.
"Here, your highness," he said, his head bowed.
She thanked him with a polite nod and accepted it, extending the spyglass and taking a better look at the banners… and when she did, the lifeblood drained from her face. She lowered the spyglass, her eyes wide as saucers as she started to tremble.
Those red eyes…
That wasteland…
They had finally made it to the 8th floor, battered and exhausted, but they still had more than enough fight left in them to keep going. Out of 1500, less than a third remained, none of their mercenary NPCs having made it through and most of the survivors had yet to catch up.
Hers was one of the three parties that had spearheaded the operation. Initially, there were 150 of them with two thirds being mercenary NPCs, but now, there were 29, all players. The second party had also started with 150, with 70 NPCs being among them. They'd suffered heavy casualties, with only 12 remaining, and the main party had started with 200, 50 NPCs among them. They suffered the most grievous of losses out of the many parties that had formed. By now, there were only 15 left.
The three parties had since formed into one, supplemented by a handful of survivors from other parties. Now 70 players strong, Kushina being among the off-tanks and the second in command, they entered the 8th Floor and set off to secure it while the others caught up.
It had taken hours just to get this far! Every last floor was like a dungeon in itself!
Massive, cavernous… riddled with traps… false turns and bogus portals that sent hundreds of players into lava pits and other such bullshit… It was just so absurd! First three crypt-like floors, then the massive lake with an island in the middle… that just so happened to be a fucking siege golem, followed by a glacier, then the rainforest and finally the molten hellscape… Now, they were in a giant desert for some reason, a desolate, sun-scorched wasteland, the heat doing a number on their stamina… and they didn't have much of that left. Kushina was the only one who still had more than half of her MP left, and it wasn't by much!
But still, they pressed on… and then, something happened. Something in the distance sparkled, before careening towards them like a comet and hitting the ground, right in the center of their formation.
There was a flash of white light and suddenly, she felt weak… her UI was going haywire as icon after icon vanished, her buffs all dispelled and replaced with ten of Yggdrasil's nastiest debuffs. One of them affected HP. Her bar stayed full, but the number indicating how much health she had turned red and ticked down and down and down, stopping at a mere 50% of her pool! She immediately recognized the effect as that of the Curse of Enfeeblement, a nasty 10th Tier affliction spell.
Her compatriots were equally confused and distraught as a frenzy of shouts ensued.
'WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!"
"Simon! Heelz4Lulz! Teresa! Dispel these before those bastards find us! Everyone, reapply as many buffs as you can! Quickly!"
A mad frenzy ensued as the party started to panic. Had they been at 100%, dealing with this would've been easy, but in their current state…
"Shit, shit, shit!"
"OOM!"
"Pat spotted!"
"WHAT?!"
"Inbound at 12! Ten mobs!" (5)
In that moment, Boudicca looked up and saw her…
A little, winged girl in black, her red eyes glowing menacingly as she approached, followed by nine silhouettes in the distance, four female, five male. One took to the air and then… the girl surged forth on her bladed wings, carving through the three men in her way, and impaled their main tank. He and the others melted into white pixels in an instant, all killed in one shot, and then… carnage… What followed was nothing short of a bloodbath, though she was barely around long enough to see it unfold. The instant she took command, a hot pain wracked her small body and she looked down to see a wicked, serrated blade of fire, as wide as her head, connected to a chain, and then… the last thing she heard was a demonic shout.
"GET OVER HERE!"
Boudicca had no idea what happened next; it was all just too quick for her to register! The next thing she knew, the world became a blur, a black warclub with bone-white spikes filled her field of vision, and everything went dark.
WHACK!
In the end, her party suffered a complete wipe; despite outnumbering their foes seven to one, all of them utterly annihilated by these ten without so much as inflicting a single casualty…
And with them gone, the operation was all but over. Their party was the strongest and most skilled, the best and brightest among the survivors! When they fell and the others caught up, this floor became a one-sided meat grinder. (6)
"M-my queen?" Andraste gave her a look of concern. Then, she saw the state Boudicca was in and started to panic. "MY QUEEN! WHAT'S WRONG?!"
Kushina trembled, doing her best to reign in the tidal wave of conflicting emotions that washed over her. Inwardly, she was relieved by the presence of other players. But, this sentiment was not shared by her… in game self, apparently?
Was she developing a dual personality disorder now, atop of being stranded in a game-world-brought-to-life?!
Thus, her relief, much to her confusion, was greatly overshadowed by… fear. Dread, even―complete and utter, like no other she'd ever felt before… It was… startling… confusing… Why did she feel this way?
Kushina struggled, but, in the end, it was… apparently Boudicca who won out for the time being.
"Eep!" Mito yelped in surprise as Kushina suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and started hauling ass back to the village.
"W-where are you going?!" Mebuki called out, stumbling to her side.
"Back to Arwintar," Kushina barked, her tone leaving no room for argument. "NOW!"
"Uh… okay, then," the elf sputtered, scampering to the loli's side. "I take it you saw something…?"
"Those banners belong to Ainz Ooal Gown," Kushina replied.
From their entourage, the mage reacted to the name, which Serqet was quick to pick up on. Reading the woman like a book, she could tell the escort in question had heard it before, but confusion and curiosity accompanied that recognition.
Perhaps that old wizard was privy to information they weren't aware of…? If she recalled, the mages of Arwintar were largely trained by him…
Princess Mito also reacted to the name, looking concerned.
Mebuki, meanwhile, blinked at the information… before a wide grin stretched her face.
''Really? That's great news!" She practically beamed at the thought. "It means we're not the only ones stranded here then."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that being good news," Kushina muttered.
At that, Mebuki looked confused. But, before she could ask, someone else beat her to it.
"Enemies, my queen?" Andraste asked cautiously.
"A rival guild," Kushina told her, still not stopping.
This time, both Serqet and Andraste were quick to notice the reactions, the natives' interest turning to confusion for some reason.
"...maybe we should let Artemis know first, then," Mebuki pointed out, eyeing the redhead oddly. "Decide how to approach this situation together…?"
Shouldn't she be happy they weren't stuck here alone? Why did she look so terrified?
At that, Kushina slowed to a stop. "...You're right," she muttered, her shoulders tense.
Mebuki tentatively reached out to place a hand on the loli. "Ku—uh… Boudicca, are you… alright?"
Kushina frowned, deep in thought, taking a moment to compose herself while she was at it.
"I… I don't know?" Her reply and expression were both confused and worried in equal measure. What was going on with her...?
"Mama…?"
The redhead's attention was then turned to her baby girl. Her heart melted when she saw the look of concern.
Calming herself, Kushina then turned her attention to Mebuki. "Let Artemis know about the guild," she commanded. "We're heading back to Arwintar for now."
"...Why not Godhaven?" Mebuki asked, arms crossed and hip cocked sensually. "I do know Gate, y'know."
Literally the only reason she didn't just transport them here was simple: the spell itself required some level of familiarity with the caster's destination. Now that she'd been here, they could travel here in an instant… and the same held true for Arwintar and the port town.
…many of the nearby males found their trousers growing tight at the purr in her voice.
"Right…" Kushina took a moment to think, not noticing the flushing faces. Somehow, she hadn't considered asking if Mebuki knew the spell. Hers was just an RP build, so the redhead assumed otherwise. In fact, the only reason she was with them was so that Kushina herself could keep an eye on the poor man-turned-woman… Just in case, for Mebuki's mental sake…
Fortunately, Kushina didn't see any reason for concern quite yet… not in that regard, at least…
"Transport us to Adria, then," she told the elf. "We'll discuss things with Artemis and go from there."
"Will do," the elf replied, looking relieved. The last thing they needed to do was lose their shit in this situation. Stretching her hand out, Mebuki then cast the spell. "Gate!"
Unceremoniously, the middle-finger-to-physics spell opened up a portal in front of her. Looking over her shoulder, Mebuki smiled at the group of gawking soldiers, who'd never seen such an exotic spell in action.
The poor mage among them, meanwhile, looked about ready to have an aneurism.
"Shall we?"
"We shall," Kushina replied, walking through the gate without hesitation, still tugging her baby girl along.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, someone far away frowned in concern as he watched them leave…
At the same time…
The sounds of their footsteps echoed throughout the halls as Albedo and Aureole entered the castle's undercroft.
There was little in the way of lighting as neither woman needed it, the stone halls sporting a vaulted ceiling purely because they could. After half of the finances of Ainz Ooal Gown were directed to the creation of the 8th Floor and its denizens, it went without saying that more than a little spare change was left for added frills.
The ingame power of whales was to be feared.
The room that awaited them at the end of the hall was sealed with a massive door of solid adamantine, onrate but imposing.
It was Rubedo's chamber.
Albedo placed her hand on the door, in the center, and it glowed, sliding open to reveal another that did the same… and another… and another with a dreadful grind and a slam, the dust that fell made it clear that they hadn't been opened in some time. The clicking that followed signified the disabling of no less than ten boobytraps as what lie beyond was the sleeping quarters of their greatest weapon.
"The Supreme Ones were wise to be so cautious," Aureole commented. "Were she to fall under an enemy's control…"
"Of course," the succubus replied with a warm smile. "Even I wouldn't have been able to break in, were I not allowed entry… even in their absence, it is truly amazing to see what they were capable of."
"It is as you say, my Queen."
And of course, it went without saying that they were just a bunch of goofballs―and in some cases, outright twats with poor spending habits―with a love for theatrics, but the denizens of Nazarick didn't know that… for the most part.
And even those few who did only found it endearing.
Albedo ventured forth, Aureole in tow. The room was dimly lit with red lamps of some kind, little vaguely wedge-shaped ones with writhing goop within. They were magic items that would summon a level 85 Elder Black Ooze if an intruder were to come near as an added security measure, ten in total. (7)
The room itself also looked like the lavish bedroom of a little girl, minus the largely black and red color scheme―several dolls and stuffed animals here and there, each one having a grim look to it. These too were among the disguised, defensive magical items within this room. The tiles in the floor were also boobytraped, each one being a teleportation trap specifically, that would drop their victims into the sealed chamber below… and the lava pit that awaited them therein.
In all, a party of no less than 50 max-level players was estimated to be required to raid this room and leave with any survivors.
Even the books within the three shelves lining one wall were not as they seemed, every last one of them a level 100 mimic.
And in the center, lying on a large, lavish bed was what appeared to be a life-size naked doll with red hair and porcelain skin, her arms crossed before her chest and eyes closed. In the center of her chest, meanwhile, was a hole, a slot the shape of a teardrop, about the size of Albedo's hand.
Lying around the girl's feet, meanwhile, was an assortment of blades, blood red in color, all shaped like feathers.
Reaching into her inventory as she sat down on the bed, Albedo pulled out a crimson, glowing stone, the same size and shape as that slot in the girl's chest and pushed it in before hopping off of the bed and waiting.
A loud ticking noise could be heard, emanating from the girl, followed by a click as several clamps came down upon the stone to hold it in place. The girl then started to float, rising a good three feet into the air, but otherwise not moving. The ticking returned, two limbs emerging from her back, the same color as those blades, which came to life as well, each and every one flying towards the limbs to form a pair of wings.
The girl's eyes shot open and just like that, she came to life, uncrossing her arms and sitting up as she descended back down onto the bed, giving her sister a curious look.
"Albedo…?" Her lips did not move as she spoke and her voice had a metallic echo to it, but it otherwise sounded very much like that of a little girl, sporting a high pitch and a tinge of curiosity. "Did those meanies come back for more?" (8)
"No, sweetie," the succubus replied with a warm, almost motherly smile. "I daresay they're gone for good. No, Lord Kurama needs you and the others for something else."
"Lord Kurama…" Rubedo tilted her head again. She recognized that name as that of the Supreme Ones' leader, but the girl knew next to nothing about him. "I never got to see him… What's he like?"
Albedo's hands went straight to her cheeks as she felt them burn, and she squirmed in place like a horny teenager. "Oh, he is so much more than I could ever have hoped for~! You have no idea how much I wish you could've seen the wedding…" She giggled lewdly, not noticing the confused air surrounding her sister. Wedding? "He's such a good husband, too~! Loyal to a fault and―"
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Oooh~! Fuck, yeaaaah… right there, right there~!" Tayuya threw her head back, lying on the bed with legs spread, fingers holding onto her sister's scalp tightly as the older kijo ravenously munched on her cum-stuffed cunny.
And while Fumiko tried to slurp out all the cream filling their father poured into her sister, said youko was pounding into her from behind, mercilessly railing her most sacred place and leaving it utterly violated, causing her asscheeks to shake and wobble with each smack of their loins.
And she'd have it no other way.
Naruto roared, slamming into his daughter once more, pouring yet another batch of his baby-batter deep within her ravenous folds. Thrusting with every spurt, pulling her back with every thrust, he made damn sure every last drop was spilt as far within as he could manage, doing his damnedest to guarantee that she too would bear his inbred young.
It was entirely unnecessary, her very fertilized ova both taking root by the time he was done, but he'd have done it again and again, even if he knew… and he fully intended to before parting ways with his baby girls.
Who knew incest was so fucking hot?
Then, when he pulled out and fell onto his ass, his very satisfied and nearly flaccid dick slipping out in the process, Tayuya tackled Fumiko and started forcibly making out with her, causing his little soldier to stand at attention once more with an audible twang.
And without another word, he mounted the red-haired kijo from behind, having his way with her yet again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
"―truly everything any woman could've ever wanted in a man," Albedo gushed, finishing her lavish praises.
"Will I get to meet him this time?" Rubedo asked. Her face bore no expression, but she bounced excitedly, her tone making it clear that she looked forward to it.
"Indeed you will," Albedo assured, smiling warmly at the display of childlike eagerness. "Now, let's get you dressed, shall we?"
"Alright~!"
And with that, Rubedo hopped off of the bed and scurried on over to her wardrobe, her joints clattering mechanically as she did.
"It's so nice to see her up and about again," Albedo commented with a giggle as Aureole approached.
"She seems as enthusiastic as ever, your highness," Aureole added with a smile.
"That she is," the succubus replied, her own smile widening. "Come here, Rubedo, let me help you into that."
"You don't have to…"
"I know, but I want to…"
"A-alright..." Were she able to, Albedo was sure her little sister would be blushing up a storm as she replied.
It was adorable.
Now garbed in sheer, black panties with black and red garters, the mechanical girl approached a frilly, matching halter dress in hand, still on its hanger.
While Albedo busied herself with dressing Rubedo, Aureole spoke up once more, addressing their new Queen.
"My Queen, what do we know of this Zy'tl Q'ae?"
Rubedo perked up at that. "Zittle… Kay…?"
"Not much, I'm afraid," Albedo sighed, slipping the dress into her sister's porcelain frame. "It's why you and the Hierarchy are being called upon. From what we've been told, it appears to be a monolithic treant, but we don't know for sure. It is said to be frighteningly powerful, capable of destroying this world if it awakens, so Lord Kurama wishes to take no chances."
"Ooh! If I make it dead, can I stay awake forever?" Rubedo asked eagerly. Then, her tone turned pouty. "I don't like going back to sleep…"
"You'll have to ask Lord Kurama," the succubus chuckled, ruffling her hair. Then, she got back to work in helping the mechanical girl get dressed.
Her sister looked up at her, eyes glimmering eagerly once more. "Will you ask him for me, please!"
Albedo almost cooed at the adorable sight. The girl's expression remained unchanging, but she could tell that Rubedo was practically begging her to ask.
"I think he'd love to hear you ask," she giggled, ruffling her hair once more. "I have no doubt that he'd find it rather cute, in fact. I daresay irresistible."
"Really…?"
Albedo gave her little sister an impish grin. "Lord Kurama is an absolute sucker for cute things, I will have you know~!" (9)
Later that day, after a heartfelt departure from his daughters and his little elven paramour, Naruto returned to Nazarick with a spring in his step.
While he'd undoubtedly be appalled by his actions before arriving here, the vulpine redhead couldn't help but notice how chill he was about repeatedly fucking Aura, Fumiko and Tayuya over the past week… despite already being married… to a literal sex demon, no less.
And that was before mentioning his more and more flippant attitude towards humans in general.
It felt weird how he wasn't bothered by it… weird, but inconsequential. At the end of the day, this was his life, now. He was starting to just go with the flow.
Pushing those thoughts aside, the youko found himself entering the Tomb the old-fashioned way, wanting to check on Shalltear before returning to the Realm of the Gods.
He was visibly surprised to see two Vampire Brides standing guard near the entrance, one visibly younger than the other, with no shortage of undead. 'Huh… come to think of it,' Naruto thought, 'I probably shouldn't be as surprised as I am.'
Shalltear was many things. A subtle woman was not among them.
These brides were not among the ones Shalltear usually had accompany her, though, so he was taken aback for a moment by how different they looked, comparatively. But then he remembered Peroroncino mentioning that she had quite a few.
A harem of her own, as it were…
Kinky bastard.
The vampiresses greeted him with a bow, the various skeletons and zombies doing the same as best they could.
"Welcome home, Lord Kurama," they both said in eerily-perfect unison.
Naruto smiled and handwaved the subservient behavior aside. "Maa, maa, no need to stand on parade… but thank you."
"What brings you to the Catacombs, My Lord?" The older Bride looked curious as she straightened up. "Anything we can assist you with?"
"Or do you simply wish to visit our mistress?"
"Uh… that, actually," Naruto replied. "How has she been since I left?"
''...Busy," they both answered.
"Mistress Shalltear has been well," the younger one added.
"...But she misses you," the other elaborated. "She has been keeping herself… distracted while awaiting your return."
"Awww. That's so adorable of her."
The Brides exchanged an odd glance. Their mistress could be described in many ways, but adorable was a first to them. Cruel, unforgiving… terrifying… though remarkably less so after being claimed by the Supreme One, she was still these things and more… especially to them.
Naruto noticed, but didn't comment on their silent musings. Instead he grinned and clapped his hands together, nine majestic tails swaying behind him, "So, where is she now?"
"In her personal chambers," the older one said.
The younger one, meanwhile, squirmed cutely. Naruto couldn't help but smile at the sight to save his life, and then she spoke. "Sh-shall I escort you to her, Lord Kurama?"
His smile widened. "I would love that."
The young Bride's undead heart throbbed at the sight, pounding in her ears. Cheeks flushing, she looked down at her feet lest her face explode.
Naruto, meanwhile, had to restrain himself upon seeing her squirm like that. Something about it just set him off… and made him want to bend this submissive, little treat over.
It didn't help at all that she was quite the looker. Giving the Bride a once-over, he had to admit that he liked what he saw.
The bride in question was a pretty, little thing, the youngest-looking one he'd seen yet at about 14 or so? Naruto wasn't sure, but he absolutely adored the short pair of pigtails on her.
They made her look so cute!
The way she squirmed and visibly tried not to stare at him longingly, if only to be polite, reminded him so much of one of the girls he liked back in highschool when she was crushing on a certain wealthy, brooding prick.
If only that one had been longing for him… Naruto had a pretty hard crush on her, but she never even gave him the time of day. Oh well, he now had literal hundreds of potential, exotic lovers who would gladly spread their legs for him if he so much as made a move on them.
Oh yeah, life was good…
"Sooo… Do you have a name?"
"O-Olivia," she sputtered.
"Cute name for a cute girl. I like it."
Her face turned red.
While a certain fox ventured off with the pigtailed vampire to meet back up with his concubine, Kushina found herself entering the gardens with Mebuki in tow. Nyx had directed them here when prompted, and it was here that they found Artemis tending to some fruit trees alongside Flidais.
Or at least trying to…
"It's fine, it's fine, for the umpteenth time, it's fine,'' an exasperated Artemis said, "It's totally fine for me to help you. You don't have to do everything on your own while the others are gone."
Flidais looked like her brain short-circuited as she tried to muster some manner of response. While certainly appreciative of the offer, Artemis was a goddess! A member of their illustrious pantheon! It was improper!
I-It was indecent!
Kushina couldn't help but chuckle as she approached, reading the poor thing like a book. "Never in my life have I had to deal with something so frustratingly endearing," she called out.
"Oh shut up." Artemis grumbled, arms akimbo as she argued with the girl, "It's not funny how they all act like they're just our slaves."
"They kinda are, though," Mebuki's smile was somewhat strained as she said that. "Well treated and all, now that all this… well, happened." She coughed into her hand, hiding a potential leer, "But subservient to an extreme."
Artemis glanced between them before looking back at Flidais. The poor thing looked so torn…
Kushina chuckled again, addressing the NPC ranger. "In any case," she said, "we're back, so you can return to your normal duties for the time being." She then turned her attention back to Artemis. "You and I, however… Mebuki, too… we need to talk."
Artemis, herself, meanwhile, looked oddly at her. "This rival guild Mebuki mentioned?"
The loli gave her an odd look, before turning her gaze upon their elven companion.
Mebuki shrugged. "I sent a message."
The loli palmed her forehead. "...I've become so frazzled that I'm losing my mind," Kushina bemoaned, making the dark elf chuckle. Then, she turned her attention back to Artemis. "On second thought, I'll be taking a nap. Then we'll talk."
"Sh-shall I assist you, my queen?" Flidais asked, looking concerned.
She wasn't the only one either. Andraste, Serqet, and especially Mito visibly shared the sentiment.
"I'm fine," Kushina assured, hand-waving the girls' worries with a smile directed at her. "Just a little overwhelmed is all. A little rest should be all I need."
"A-ah, okay―b-but let me know if you need anything at all."
"Yes, mother."
The following squeak―mousy and shrill―put a smile on Kushina's face, as did the poor girl's apologetic sputters.
"I was kidding," the loli chuckled. "Lighten up."
Venturing further into the tomb, Naruto couldn't help but wonder if he should or shouldn't be staring at the Vampire Bride's nice ass while they shared a relatively comfortable silence.
On one hand, it was… kinda rude? Not fitting of his station. That was a better way to put it. On the other, the girl seemed to enjoy it, if anything.
His other self didn't chime in for once, seemingly just as conflicted. Though outsiders were fair game, the thought of treating the NPCs poorly was just as unappealing to Kurama as it was to Naruto. Their ideas of what constitutes mistreatment didn't quite align, of course, but rudeness was seemingly out of the question for both of them.
It was honestly interesting, as a social experiment.
Setting his musings aside for later, another question crossed his mind. One that seemed more important.
"Olivia."
Olivia squeaked.
"Y-Yes!"
Naruto couldn't help but chuckle, charmingly smiling at her. Olivia blushed in response as she glanced at the Supreme One over her shoulder, trying and failing not to squirm like the horny teen she was as her composure utterly shattered beneath his gaze.
It made his smile widen.
"How has Shalltear been while I was away? Really. Not too lonely, I hope?"
"No, uh… we uh… she…'' She took a moment to compose herself, clearing her throat, "Well…'' She trailed off.
''...yeeeees?" He leaned forward, coaxing her to continue.
'',,,She has kept herself busy with her new… hobby."
Naruto blinked, before grinning.
"A new hobby you say? Oh, this I must hear."
Olivia squirmed for a moment.
"Um… She has been… collecting."
"Collecting?"
Somehow, he just… knew… and was not bothered. Not in the slightest…
"She's taken notice of your… plight―'' Just saying the word, and knowing what exactly the word meant, had the young bride's ears steaming as her cheeks tried to invent a new shade of red, ''-a-and has been raiding camps… uh, bandit camps for suitable… outlets."
"How nice of her." See? Not bothered at all at the waste of life and implied slavery. Kurama had been right from the beginning. "I wonder if anyone'll notice the sudden drop in their population."
"M-most assuredly, actually," the bride replied, looking more confident, now that she had something to latch onto. "We've conclusively purged every bandit camp from here to the nearest borders. I daresay there are none left in the southeastern region of Re-Estize."
''...I hope you kept some others alive," Naruto commented half-jokingly.
He had to feed his girls someone, after all… especially if they were going to be eating for two at minimum, each. As such, he'd rather not have to go raiding and pillaging random villages.
World conquest, if they did end up going down that route, would be much easier with at least some level of trust, after all…
"Of course," she assured him as they rounded a corner, "About thirty or so have been detained for interrogation."
The youko hummed at that.
Then suddenly, he reached out and ruffled the woman's hair, causing her to stop dead in her tracks, freezing like a statue.
"Good to know," he praised, walking around her frozen form, his tails caressing her, wrapping around her… trapping her, while the youko himself invaded her personal space. "I'm glad to hear you girls are doing such a great job! You should be rewarded~" He added huskily.
"R-rewarded?!" Olivia squeaked, finding it hard to look up at him.
Naruto cupped her cheek and forced the poor girl to look up at him… and before she realized what happened, the youko stole her breath away.
Olivia mewled into his liplock, her toes curling and eyes fluttering. She had been so immeasurably jealous of those women who'd accompanied Mistress Shalltear into Lord Kurama's bedchamber on the night of his wedding… and the hallway incident… and now that his attention was on her, the Vampire Bride was nothing short of overwhelmed. Fireworks lit up behind half-lidded eyes, warmth blooming and consuming her entire body, more intensely around her crotch.
His embrace tightened and she melted into it. She heard the rustling of clothing and shuddered in anticipation, then her eyes widened and glazed over, her enhanced senses picking up the scent of several women upon the mighty tool that poked her thigh.
Naruto growled throatily at the delightful submissiveness of his new toy. His dick throbbed in approval, eager to penetrate this girl and steal her from his concubine.
Olivia yelped when he suddenly picked her up, hoisting the small woman with hand and tail alike and lifting her skirt. Without hesitation, he started rubbing his shaft underneath her folds, pleased to note how wet she already was… how exposed and vulnerable she already was… Of course, Shalltear didn't let her servants wear panties…
He was half-tempted to decree that no maids in all of Nazarick were allowed to wear them…
But those were thoughts for another time… right now, he had a bitch to claim!
And so, he wrapped a tail around one knee to lift her thigh, held her close with one hand, and guided his tip to the woman's folds with the other. He sank into her without a second thought and groaned almost painfully at her pleasant tightness as he forced his thick prick into her tight, squirming walls, penetrating her deeply with one stroke, causing her to scream in pain and pleasure.
He could feel her claws upon his back, and could tell she was mustering all of her willpower to not rake them across him. Such a good, obedient girl. He wouldn't mind it of course, but as their Supreme One he could imagine she'd loath herself for ever harming him.
…He'd break her out of it at some point. These days with his girls had revealed to him that Naruto quite enjoyed angry sex, as Tayuya had several violent mood swings in the course of a day…
But back to Olivia, there was no way she was a virgin… not with Shalltear as her mistress… but she felt like one!
Just like all of the other brides he'd fucked…
As Naruto got to thinking about what that could mean concerning Vampire biology, Olivia writhed and shook against him, mewling and whining because he'd stopped pushing into her, stopped forcing upon her that delicious cocktail of pain and pleasure.
He moaned in delight as she squeezed, trying to make him fuck her. "Needy are we~?" He found it amusing… and rather cute.
Olivia looked up at him pleadingly and the youko simply couldn't resist. His hips slammed into her before he even realized what had happened and she yelped and moaned like a whore. Naruto shuddered again, the warm tightness and scent of blood and arousal made him hard enough to kill something!
Again, his hips acted on their own, rolling and moving while he held the vampire bride in place. Her delightful yelps and moans and even pained cries sent shivers up his spine. They echoed off the walls of the Catacombs, mixing with the low thump of his crotch slamming against hers steadily, but roughly.
She threw her head back and howled, ecstasy taking hold and refusing to let go as she came harder than ever before.
Neither of them even registered the sound of someone approaching, their concern only on the carnal meeting between their sexes.
"Oh! My love! What brings you here?"
It went without saying that one Shalltear Bloodfallen had heard the ruckus and came to investigate right as Olivia came all over the Supreme One's dick. An amusing sight that both pleased and annoyed her.
"Stealing your bitch," Naruto growled with a heated leer before his mind caught up with him.
Both girls flinched at that, both feeling a jolt of pleasure in their respective loins.
"Oh, how naughtly, delightfully cruel~!" Shalltear cooed, hands on her burning cheeks as she started to squirm. "Not only was my love stolen from me for a week by one of his own daughters, but now I'm getting NTR'd by that same lover the next time I see him!" Her whole body writhed and shook as she said that, her eyes becoming glazed.
"Oh, my… I think I just came…"
Olivia squeaked when she felt Lord Kurama throb within her, her mistress words toying with his arousal.
Naruto growled again, not relenting in his pace as he continued to pummel the Vampire Bride, determined to make her unable to walk for the foreseeable future. "...I am going to invent a way to knock you the fuck up, so help me." He said before pressing his lips against Olivias, muffling her cries as she came hard on his dick again.
And like that, Shalltear's eyes locked with one of his, a hope and longing like none he'd seen before shining within them.
"A way already exists if you want me to save you the trouble." Her lips pulled back into a wide, disturbing grin, one that had his balls gurgling readily, "Just give me the word and I will arrange it immediately!"
He pulled back from Olivia and stared at Shalltear… as her words pushed him over the edge.
With another ferocious, predatory growl, Naruto hilted himself deep inside Olivia, her small body almost comically bulging around his cock, and let loose. The Bride wailed in euphoria, her whole body writhing and twitching from the rough impalement.
Shalltear's knees buckled at the sight. "I'll take that as a yes," she whispered wantingly. Then, a thought came to mind. If he was going to finally start producing heirs with them… maybe he would be willing to do so with the cattle too? "What shall I do with the trophies?"
"...Trophies?" He mumbled, his mind out of it. Olivia mentioned them… "Oh, right the humans."
"Ten humans in total," Shalltear explained, not noticing his dazed tone, "ages 11-25, along with three adult elves, an adolescent half-elf, and an elven child, all collected from the bandit camps we've raided."
Naruto hugged the broken and still-twitching Olivia to his chest, enjoying her warmth as Shalltear's words half-registered.
"Uh… well, just take care of them for now?" He was not that interested in deciding someone's fate when he had a needy slut in his arms.
With his grip on the girl, he started fucking her again, moving the girl up and down on his throbbing erection. "D-do a good job and I will reward you too~!"
"Of course, my love," the vampiric loli cooed.
Naruto found his way to the Realm of the Gods humming to himself and nodding at the maids as he passed by them. He felt a smug sense of manly pride when he heard the girls whispering to each other in hushed voices about how much they wanted him.
It was adorable, in all honesty.
A product of the exact sort of empowering male fantasy ever boy ever born had.
Who knew getting Isekaid would net him so much?
Making his way to the throne room, his eyes fell upon Albedo, his wife. Despite how much he was attracted to his girls and the various vampires around Nazarick, her beauty still stood above and beyond. And now she was all his.
Messing with her profile was the best decision ever. Of all time.
The gorgeous woman smiled at him lovingly and bowed. "Welcome home, my love~!"
Naruto smiled back and approached, his body practically acting on its own as he reached out and cupped her cheek. She gave him a questioning look, but then, her eyes went wide as saucers and her knees buckled as Naruto gave his wife a deep, loving kiss.
Nine tails wrapped around the woman, hugging her close as he stole her breath away. Then, he withdrew and gave Albedo a loving look.
"I missed you," he said, smiling at her.
The succubus' heart melted at his words…
...And her eyes practically rolled up into the back of her head as she went utterly limp. (10)
Naruto blinked as she crumpled in his arms, before letting loose a sheepish chuckle, staring down at her dopey-looking face.
"Well… I didn't know I was that good of a kisser."
Off to the side, Lupusregina snickered while the other Pleiades shifted, every last one of them wanting a piece of that after witnessing such a display.
Scooping his wife up, he then carried her to the throne, taking a seat with her in his lap. He then turned his attention to Sebas and the Battle Maids.
"While I wait for her to wake up," the youko said, amused as he hugged her like a plushie, "what'd I miss?"
"Nazarick has proven rather uneventful in your absence," Sebas replied, as crisp as ever. It made Naruto idly wonder if the man ever lost his composure. It was kinda cool, to be honest. "Demiurge… appears to be rather anxious, however."
"Really, now?" Naruto frowned. "You mind fetching him for me, then?"
A pause, so small nobody would think about it.
"Not at all." The butler bowed and set off to do just that.
None took note of the slightest hint of displeasure in his eyes.
Naruto smiled at the response, before turning his attention to snuggling and petting a still-out-of-it Albedo.
And of course, the Pleiades couldn't help but envy her… Not even Shizu.
As Demiurge came before Naruto later on, he had a troubled look on his face. But when he saw the last Supreme One's worried expression, he plastered on his best reassuring grin and bowed to the youko.
Of course, Albedo had returned to the land of the living by then and was giddily standing by her husband's side once more. A sudden urge to cuddle barely let her stay still, but she knew her duties took precedence.
The youko in question, meanwhile, found himself wondering if he should get her a throne of her own.
He knew others now referred to her as Queen… and his Queen shouldn't have to stand at attention like a common guard while he sat.
It wasn't right.
"Greetings, my esteemed Lord Kurama," the devilish businessman said with a deep, dramatic bow, unknowingly derailing the Supreme One's train of thought. "How may I serve you?"
Naruto perked up at that before gathering his thoughts and addressing Demiurge.
"It came to my attention that something's bothering you," He replied. "I would've had Albedo call you instead of sending Sebas, but, well, she was… napping." He chuckled sheepishly, acting like hadn't just heard Lupusregina's snickers. "And, well, I couldn't bring myself to wake her up because she looked so cute."
The succubus in question couldn't help but blush at that, shuffling in place before composing herself.
Her husband, meanwhile, noticed and did his best to look professional even as he smiled warmly at her reaction. Totally unlike what a Japanese CEO would've done… but he always sucked at the corpo manners.
"Please, think nothing of it," Demiurge replied. He was inordinately pleased to see the mutual love they shared for each other. It promised great things for the future of Nazarick. "While Sebas and I don't see eye-to-eye on most things, it is of little consequence."
"Ah, right," Naruto muttered thoughtfully, a flash of realization in his eyes. "Touch Me-senpai didn't like Ulbert all that much… or vice-versa." Again, the youko looked rather sheepish. "Guess you two inherited that a bit." Even if he had no idea how… it wasn't like it was written in their bios.
Perhaps it was a result of them crossing over…?
"Again, it is of little consequence," Demiurge assured, "As long as we both serve your glorious self to the best of our capacity."
"Agreed," Sebas inserted stoically. This was one thing they had no arguments about; if Lord Kurama sought to have them interact for any reason, they would be grown men about it. "You have no such thing to worry about, my lord."
"Uh… right then…" Naruto sighed in visible relief. Then, he turned his attention to the devilish floor guardian. "Setting that aside," he added, "what's bothering you?"
"A human from Baharuth," Demiurge admitted, his smile fading as he gave the Supreme One a serious look. "A girl about thirteen years of age in strange attire. She and a small party approached the Wall of Meat earlier today, seemingly to investigate. When she took a closer look with a spyglass, I saw both fear and recognition in her eyes, though I was unfortunately unable to identify her myself."
"I see…" Naruto muttered, seeing what the man was getting at. He had a hunch, a gut feeling… "So, you suspect that she's from Yggdrasil?" That was… good news actually. Maybe. Probably.
…It all depended on what their Karma rating was, considering what Naruto and his subjects were up to these days. Among other factors. This wasn't some psycho who would turn an ingame grudge into something more physical, right?
"I was in the process of investigating the matter," he explained curtly, internally gushing at how insightful Lord Kurama was. Truly, the Supreme Ones were beyond all other lifeforms. "I wished to avoid worrying you needlessly."
The youko smiled at that. "I'm glad," he replied, happy to not be 'alone' in this… 'plightful blessing'... being the only one would've been so cliche. "Can you describe her for me? Assuming it's the banners she recognized, there's a chance that I might've encountered her… if she wore the same gear."
"Of course, Lord Kurama," Demiurge said without hesitation. "She had red hair and matching eyes," he listed. "She carried a shield on her back and two swords upon her belt." The domonic Guardian then frowned. "One of them left me feeling incredibly uneasy, even when viewing it through the mirror. A truly terrifying weapon. The girl herself was also quite small as one would expect, but developed for her age and scantily-clad in black and red bikini ar―"
"Ah, fuck it's Boudicca, isn't it?" Naruto grumbled, visibly more annoyed than anything.
'Half-naked redhead loli' wasn't exactly a unique avatar, but considering her strong reaction, and his particular brand of luck, it really could only be that one.
Great news, he wasn't alone. Confirmed. He had no doubts now.
Bad news… well… not really.
The two of them simply did not get along is all… but, unless she at least came off as sane enough, so they should have no real problems. For the most part…
Fact of the matter, most guys and girls in Ainz Ooal Gown didn't get along with other players. Their whaling habits didn't exactly endear them to the community, and their avatars were 'naturally' opposed to the races most people played… and honestly most of them were pricks.
Hence they got along so well.
Should've called themselves Pricks' Own Guild.
Naruto snorted.
"I take it you have a storied history with that one," Albeto commented, giving her husband a worried look.
"She's part of a rival guild," the youko clarified, rolling his eyes. "We didn't like each other… at all." (11)
The Pleiades and present guardians all sported dire looks. Did this mean that another siege was imminent? If so, they'd make the attackers pay for such insolence, just like the last.
"If it is her, though," he mused aloud, turning his attention back to Demiurge, "I'm surprised you didn't recognize her from the Siege."
If he remembered correctly, she was one of their better tanks. Surely, she'd have been helping spearhead the assault. Maybe she died before reaching his floor? He honestly didn't know.
"I was unable to conclusively identify her," the Guardian replied regretfully, "but she did remind me of one of the paladins in the assault upon my floor. That is why I've been observing her, in fact."
That made sense… She was wearing a different gear set at the time.
Naruto nodded approvingly at that. "Good to know." Then, the look of annoyance returned. "Still, if it is her, that could mean her guild, or at least some of it, might be here as well." Once again, he gave Demiurge an expectant look. "You said she had a party, right? Who was she traveling with?"
"There are four others she travels with in total, all female and accompanied by a detachment of Baharuth personnel. The men are clearly escorts, though, not part of their actual group."
"Describe these women, please."
"One was a scantily-clad dark elf capable of casting 9th Tier magic." That first one caught Naruto's attention. "She has pink hair and carries three swords on her belt."
That part, however, visibly threw him off; Naruto didn't know of anyone who fit the description.
"The apparent healer was a half-elf, a blonde with blue eyes and whisker-like markings on her cheeks, very much like your own… though vastly inferior, of course." Naruto deadpanned at him, but Demiurge didn't seem to notice, internally annoyed that someone dared lay claim to the same birthmarkings as a Supreme One. "One was a warrior who wielded a shield and sword like the redhead. She wore a bear's pelt and its stuffed head like a hooded cloak. The last was a woman garbed in white with gold jewelry. I am uncertain as to her abilities, but she was armed with a sword and dagger."
"I don't recognize 'em…" Naruto muttered, reaching up to rub his chin.
"Perhaps it's someone else?" Albedo suggested, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder. "The descriptions sound rather vague to me."
"Definitely a possibility," the youko admitted, smiling up at her. Then, he turned his attention back to Demiurge. "You were observing them with the Mirror when I called, I take it?"
"Indeed, I have, my lord. They are making a hasty retreat as we speak, likely to Arwintar."
"I see…" Naruto mused aloud. He took a moment to think about what to do next and it didn't take long for the logical conclusion to be getting some… assistance on the matter. Then, he turned his attention to the woman by his side. "Albedo, we're heading to the 5th Floor in the morning."
The succubus arched an eyebrow.
"As you wish, my love."
"Demiurge," he called out, "I want you to continue keeping an eye on this girl." The redhead tilted his head in thought, and came to another decision, ''...Also, have the overlords reinforce the eastern wall. I want its thickness doubled with the highest-tier undead they can reasonably muster without raiding a nearby village or something."
Better safe than sorry; if it wasn't a player, it could be some self righteous holy warrior nutjob… hell it could still be a player then.
"Understood, my lord."
Of course, almost all of the undead used thus far were fairly low-tier, since most people in this world were incapable of dealing with them in such numbers, but a potential player being confirmed meant that it was better to be safe than sorry.
"I'll have Acererak assigned to help you out when this Zy'tl Q'ae thing has been dealt with," the youko added. "Try to hold out until then and let me know the instant something happens."
"Of course, my lord."
With a satisfied nod, Naruto then stood up and pulled a yelp and giggle from his wife by pulling her into a one-armed hug with his tails. "Right, then," he said, pushing the matter out of his mind. He had a lady to snuggle with. "You're dismissed."
Shalltear Bloodfallen, meanwhile, found herself eyeballing the spoils of their latest raid, shivering in whimpering in the dark and damp dungeon she called home.
As it turned out, a horde of bandits were unfortunate enough to garner her attention while raiding a merchants' caravan during her last patrol… and did they have quite a collection…
Or rather, they would have, had she not intervened and seized them herself… and for her Lord.
The caravan was one of two families, escorted by a team of ten adventurers. The first was relatively… fresh, as it were, only sporting three children ages one to five. Their sole daughter, the middle child, would not be ready for several years, but that was fine by her.
If anything, it only meant that she'd have someone to practice raising Lord Kurama's lewd offspring on until her preparations were complete.
Her mother, meanwhile, was deemed… unappealing and disposed of. She made quite the appetizer for Shalltear's brides. Bit heavy on cholesterol though.
The second family, however, had a much better selection~!
The mother, a shapely, little treat of blonde hair and blue eyes, which seemed to be a norm in the Re-Estize Kingdom, was clearly a fertile one, having produced no less than seven children in a dozen years or so, and five of them were girls. Most would not quite be ready to service their new lord, but the eldest two would undoubtedly serve as wonderful broodmares alongside their mother.
And on top of that, the bandits had no less than five other girls and women, all between the ages of 15 and 21… quite the respectable collection, too; they were all lookers in their own rights~!
Finally, the adventurer party had three more girls among them. One was deemed insufficient and cast aside, but the other two… They'd do quite nicely.
Shalltear giggled, her grin sending shivers up the spines of the women and girls she'd collected, most of them now in kennels and naked, though they'd been supplied with blankets as a courtesy.
All but two… Shalltear cooed in adoration at the little, wailing bundle of joy in her arms, not even ten months old, stubby arms flailing as she cried her lungs out. She rocked the baby gently and whispered to it, mostly ignoring her mother's hysterical pleas.
"P-please―!" The woman wailed, her tear stricken face such an unbecoming sight, "I beg you… spare my child! I'll do anything, j-just don't hurt her!"
Shalltear scoffed at the woman. "Oh, please," she muttered indignantly, "you have no such thing to worry about. Why would I harm such a precious, little thing, when I could raise her as my own? That would be such a waste~!"
She then looked at the lone survivor of the other family, a tiny, freckled ginger who looked up at her warily with wide, brown eyes. She'd undoubtedly be quite the little treat in about nine-to-ten years… or maybe even sooner~
"Come, now," the vampire cooed, ruffling the girl's hair, the baby held precariously in the other, causing the mother to babble more. "No need to be afraid."
The girl whimpered, but came closer. Something told her this scary lady was bad, but she was also the one who broke those bad men who hurt Mama…
She didn't understand why the others were in cages now, but the lady was being nice to her...
"Good girl," Shalltear praised, urging the girl closer as she gingerly approached. She quickly got the message when the girl looked at the others and back at her. "Don't worry about them," she said reassuringly, her eyes glowing slightly. "They were being bad, so I put in a time-out is all… I'll let them out when they're good girls."
The girl looked confused for a moment, the light fading from her own eyes as her gaze locked with Shalltear's.
"...'Kay," the girl muttered absently. Then, she blinked, now looking much more calm.
"Good girl," Shalltear repeated, a grin on her face that was not quite morally appropriate. "Now, let me show you to your new room."
Her meekness cracked; eyes widening, the girl looked up at the diminutive vampiress with wonder. "I get a whole room?"
"Of course you do~" the vampire giggled. "Anything for my Lord's future morsel… so long as she stays a good girl, of course~!"
As one would expect, Shalltear received no shortage of outraged looks upon saying that. She ignored them too.
"...'Kay," the girl repeated, not quite understanding what she meant or why the others looked so unhappy.
"So… what's your name, little one?"
"Rayne," she said. "Rayne Mikarov…" (12)
"Quite the mouthful, that last name," Shalltear said, turning around to leave the chamber. She gestured for the girl to follow and continued. "And with Mama and Papa gone…"
The girl whimpered sadly.
"You'll need a new family," Shalltear cooed, stopping to ruffle her hair once more. Then, she adjusted her grip on the wailing baby and continued walking. "I do hope I can be a good Mama~!"
Rayne looked at her oddly as the vampire started to giggle weirdly, not noticing the other ladies looking utterly terrified at the notion.
Later, as night fell on the surface, Nazarick stayed lively. The tomb never slept; even when Lord Kurama retired to rest and the day shift came to an end, the maids, manservants, and other personnel were ever diligent in their tasks.
And that was before accounting for all the other denizens of the tomb, whose only purpose was to breathe life into this very floor, the Ninth Floor… the Realm of the Gods.
Seeing them mill about put a smile on Albedo's face as she ventured to… her lord's private quarters.
Despite her status… despite their relationship… despite everything, the succubus simply could not get used to thinking of the chamber as their quarters. Of her lord's possessions as her own…
Albedo took a deep breath and resisted the urge to announce her presence. Lor—uh… K-Kurama insisted that she didn't need to. She was his wife, now.
But still…
Albedo frowned at the thought… Was this a failing of hers? Was her inability to adapt a sign of unworthiness…?
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met… and one of the most beautiful I've ever seen!"
Encouraged by the memory of his confession, Albedo violently dislodged those doubts with a shake of her head. No, she couldn't be unworthy; that would mean he had made a poor choice, which a Supreme One just couldn't do! He chose to make her his and his alone… even going so far as to rewrite the sacred text to do so! Surely he wouldn't have bothered if she wasn't worthy of him!
She was just being insecure. It was perfectly natural for a newly-wed—but an early phase of their relationship.
With renewed spirit, the nascent Queen of Nazarick pushed open the bedroom doors without a second thought and joined her husband for the night…
"There you are honey." Lord Kurama smiled, then pouted, "You kept me waiting y'know. That's not so nice." His tone made it clear he was just teasing, much to her enjoyment.
A pleasant warmth surged through her, and the succubus smiled at her husband lovingly…
Lovingly, and naughtily. Oh, the things she was going to do to that man…
"My apologies," she cooed. "Let me make it up to you, my love~!"
DMS Notes and Trivia:
1: Something about that exchange was absolutely adorable and I'm not quite sure what, lol.
2: ...As do I. XD
3: Again, I find it easy to picture her being a pinkette, like Sakura from Fire Emblem: Fates/If. Not quite sure why, lol.
4: Needless to say, Naruto's not the only one with a Kurama of sorts. =3
AdV: Mwahahaha!
5: Again, I find the lack of gamer slang to be rather odd in stories like this, at least in the dubs, especially given how a lotta the terms are used to communicate quickly in combat situations. OOM, for example, is short for Out Of Mana, Mobs are enemy NPCs (mob being short for mobile), Pats are enemy patrols, and so on.
AdV: I admit, I never heard some of these. Though my gaming circles aren't quite MMO focused… and the one MMO I played for more than a day was Star Trek Online. Tho concerning how much lingo there's in Smite, which I do play ranked… yeah. Odd.
6: That seems like how it'd play out in all realism.
7: Lava Lamps of the Elder Black Ooze… not sure why, but that just seems to fit in my mind's eye for some reason, so we'll go with that. XD
8: I don't know if Rubedo was canonically described as I was unable to find anything other than that she's a golem. That said, though, porcelain lolita goth muder-doll is always what I imagined… mostly because I'm weird, lol.
9: Though it's not canon to my knowledge, I find it easy to picture Naruto being weak to the dreaded Forbidden Art of the Puppy Eyes. XD
10: AdV recommended adding some Hinata-like tendencies to Albedo now that she's Naruto's wife. I predictably approve. XD
AdV: I mean… if she's gonna be waifu, might as well… and he (points at the other degenerate author) adores Hinata…
Hmm… this just gave me so many ideas… fireworks anyone?
11: Oh, do I look forward to writing the hate boners these two have for each other. XD
AdV: Before, or after they realize who the other is? =3 Your answer better be '...Yes.'
DMS: You know me better than that… But no spoilers!
AdV: Sweeeeeet home~
DMS: Damn it! XD
12: Rayne Mikarov is based on Rayne from BloodRayne. Her name, meanwhile, is based on a combination of that, Sorin Markov, and Rain Mikamura.
AdV: You guys can thank me for that idea… I don't even know why I had it. I'm not a BloodRayne fan… I watched like one movie and read two fics (both crossovers). Never played the games… but the idea seemed to just… fit =3… and well Rayne hawt!
Parting Notes: Damn, did it take a while to get here… but now that we're here, I'm glad to be back on track!
AdV: Damn right! Smut for the Smut Throne!
DMS: PORN FOR THE PORN GOD!