My name was, is, and will be Alan Marris. It was the name given to me by my parents, and I have no intention of changing that.

I am also a parahuman by the generosity of a powerful entity. I came to Bet earlier than the start of canon, but that's alright. I made it out alive of some sticky situations and made myself a good home and business. Though most didn't know it, I was powerful but I kept to myself. It was why even though I told Vicky that I wasn't going to hide anymore, I pulled up the dimensional scattering veil over my shop again before I left to see the feds.

No need to cause more trouble than it was worth, because leaving it wide open like that was just asking for trouble whether it was from E88, ABB, Merchants, or Coil.

When I stared at her, it was quite obvious.

She obviously couldn't help herself. Vicky smiled carelessly with her arms wrapped around one of Alan's arms, making their way from the PRT ENE headquarters. People looked at them, thought quite a few people who were looking at me nervously.

"So so so!" she said excitedly. "This is our first ever date?"

"It is," I said, planting brief kiss on her forehead. "I was surprised to find you waiting for me, though. How did you learn about that?"

She pouted. "The PRT always does something like what they did to you, and you're not exactly a normal cape," she pointed out. "You've been around for years."

I smiled. Maybe because of the Brute portion of her parahuman power and how she went about in costume that accentuated her femininity, people thought that she was dumb. She wasn't. She was a smart and capable woman who was attending college courses for parahuman studies on top of managing her current high school classes. Her grades, as she always liked to brag to me, were top notch, placing her well within the one percentile academically, and even before she got her powers, she was a very active basketball player.

Her ability to deduce where I would be by analyzing my impact on Brockton Bay cape scene was also a testament to her smarts.

But then again, she was still called Collateral Damage Barbie in this timeline of Earth Bet, and not many people see the person beneath the name, unfortunately.

I was glad to have gotten the chance to get to know her better early.

"I want to show you all around the Boardwalk!" she said gleefully. "You were always cooped up in your shop, so I never got to take you around."

"I don't exactly have employees, Vicky," I replied even as she made me sound like a loner.

… Except she was right in what she was implying; I was a loner.

"You could have used whatever those clone thingy was," she countered my point. "Don't try to escape from this, Alan."

"I'm not," I said as I raised my free hand up in a show of surrender. "Where do you want to go first?"

She hummed for a while as we walked down the street, moving away from the PRT ENE headquarters and moving closer to my shop, which was at the edge of the Boardwalk.

"Hmm, I want to take you around for clothes! You never change your clothes. I'm actually surprised they don't have that old cloth smell."

"I have twelve sets of these," I said, gesturing to my plain gray button-up long sleeve shirt and pair of straight jeans.

"And that's stupid!" she jammed my side lightly even as she looked up at me with a pouty glare. "You need more variety!"

"I have a variety of products, thank you very much."

"Alan!"

"Fine, fine," I said in resignation, and she grinned happily immediately.

She walked up ahead, sliding her hands down from where she held me at the arm until she was holding my hand. Ignoring the looks of the people around us, she laughed. "Then let's go!"

I just smiled as I let her drag me along.

By the time our first date ended, it was night and we were in front of my shop again. Vicky looked embarrassed and I raised an eyebrow. "Did you plan this?" I asked her as I opened the front door with my back, pushing the unlocked door in without any trouble while I kept the bags and boxes of purchases safe in my hold.

"Maybe," she replied with a nervous grin as she followed me in.

The clone sitting at the counter looked up, saw, and walked up to me. I gave the clones all of our bags, and it went elsewhere dutifully to find the clothes, hats, jackets, boots, and shoes their rightful places.

I looked around. Because I was using Ninjutsu Shadow Clones to man the shop, I wouldn't get their memories until they popped. I took a cursory glance to see what may have been sold since I went to that meeting and came back with Vicky in tow.

I raised an eyebrow when I noticed that there were only four Rings of Sustenance instead of six.

"What are you looking at?" Vicky asked as she popped up from behind me to stand a little off to the side in my line of sight.

"Just wondering who bought the rings," I said as I gestured to the rings.

She looked at the ring I was looking at, and then the other rings on the stand along with the showcase holding the Rings of Sustenance.

"What's all this?" she asked. "I mean, I recognize that one. Halbeard had it when he wasn't in his armor," she said while pointing to one of the Ring of Sustenance.

"Makes food and sleep unnecessary."

She snapped her head to me with wide eyes. "Seriously?!" she blurted loudly. "Can I have one?!"

I hummed. "Well, sure. But I think you're going to need something else to what we're going to do tonight."

She looked at me quizzically. "What are we going to do… Oh." Her face lit up in a blush.

I chuckled as I reached for the rings beneath the shelf with the RoS, and pulled out a dark copper ring with Eihwaz runes etched into it. "This here is the Lesser Ring of Endurance," I said as I gently pulled her hand up. I fit the ring over her index finger, and she stood there, staring and blushing at the ring in her index finger.

"Uh uh uhm."

Despite her combat experience and smarts, Vicky was still a teenager new to romance. Me putting a ring on her finger must have been very close to what she was imagining her wedding day could be like.

She looked up at me with her chin tilted down, sneaking a glance before looking away when our eyes met.

"We're going to have s-s-s-" She gulped. "...sex?" she whispered.

I grinned as I pulled her hand up, the one with the ring, and kissed her knuckles.

"I think we'll be doing a lot of it."

"Uh, A-Amy said n-not to do it t-too much," she stuttered out in her nervousness.

"Amy?" I paused. "Your sister?"

"Yup," she said with a nod. "She's amazing!" Already, she forgot about her embarrassment. "She even told me that -." The blush came back. "Umm… Yeah, she told me that if you did … do it inside of me, I might have become pregnant."

I nodded slowly.

I mean, I was ready. I had a stable and safe environment to have a family, and if need be, then I could protect the shop/house further to make nuke bunkers weep because of their inferiority.

There was a reason why I chose to nap Amanomahitosu, a high-end crafter with access to nigh impossible items from Maruyama's Overlord, from the get-go as one of my powers.

But something made me think that Vicky wasn't quite ready. She was energetic, cheerful, and powerful. She wanted to see more of the world and even travel. She wanted to help people.

Having a kid?

It would put an end to that if not cripple her ability to do so, because Vicky was not that kind of a woman. She wanted to help people, but family came first.

"Did you start to take pills, then?" I asked her.

She laughed a little. "I don't have to do that when I have Amy! I just asked her to make my ovaries stop making eggs."

"Hmm."

Amy. I would have to talk with the girl later. I knew that Vicky's power was no different, and the fact that Vicky didn't have a boyfriend before me was also a thing. If Amy still received Vicky's aura like she did in canon, then I would have to help her if not for her sake then for Vicky's sake.

"Does that mean we could go wild?" I asked her as I pulled her in.

She looked up at me with wide eyes as I led her away from the front room.

"I- I guess?" she squeaked out.

I didn't even bother carrying her to my bedroom this time. I used my Ring of [Wealth of Dreams], my analog to the Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown, and brought both of us to my bedroom instantly.

Her eyes widened and she looked around before she snapped back to me.

"You can teleport too?!"

"Vicky," I crooned as I wrapped my arms around her waist. "There's very little I can do. I just didn't care to."

With that, I brought my lips down on hers and kissed her. She closed her eyes and returned the kiss, pushing her face up towards me.

This time, I didn't bother going through the normal motions of removing her clothes like I did last time. I had a Gamer-lite in my hands, and I used it. I opened my Inventory (also from Amanomahitosu) and just stripped Vicky by removing her clothes from her. In less than a second, she stood in the room with me, and both of us were only in our underwears.

She squeaked cutely, and I grinned. I swept her up and walked to the bed, placing her down.

Then, with a touch of my hand in one smooth motion through her bra, her panty, and to my boxers, we were left nude with only her Lesser Ring of Endurance and my Greater Ring of Endurance.

I laid her down, only to pull her ass up to my crotch, and then fell forward, coming to a stop to hang over her with my hands by her sides and her arms over her head.

I noticed just now that she was clean shaven everywhere when she hadn't been yesterday.

"Oh?" I slowly caressed with my left hand her left boob, the side of her chest, the clean armpit, and up her arm. "You definitely prepared, Vicky."

Her blush deepened and she grew hotter underneath me.

"Alan~!" she whined, drawing her arms down and wrapping them around my forearm. "Just get on with it!"

"Oh~!" I teased her, moving my hands to grab her boobs. Try as she might to stop me from continuing this teasing, she was about as strong as me, and she wasn't particularly against my groping of her. Instead, she closed her eyes, her eyebrows furrowed upward as she bit her lip, pulled her hands back so that she was gripping the sheets above her head, and tilted her head sideways as she let herself just enjoy the sensation.

My hands - as big as they were - found themselves wanting as Victoria's boobs were just a bit too big for them. When I dug my fingers into her breasts gently, I couldn't even grip half of either.

"Your girls are big, Vicky," I hummed.

I felt her legs wrap around my waist in response.

My responded to them by pinching both of her nipples and rolling them.

Vicky moaned as I rolled her breasts around in rhythm.

"Does it feel good, Vicky?" I asked, and she hummed appreciatively.

Then I slid my right hand down to the base of her right boob, and leaned down.

"YIK!" Vicky yelped as my teeth found purchase on her areola and sucked as I grabbed the squeezed. "No, don't suck o- YIII!" Her back arched and she moaned as my tongue flickered her nipple rapidly. Her legs tightened around my waist, but thanks to the Wing Tattoo of Greater Durability on my left shoulder blade, I felt nothing more than a mild pressure.

Seeing that she enjoyed enough of that treatment, I stopped sucking and licking and completely pulled away.

When I looked up, I found her eyes roaming down to see my eyes. She glared.

"That hurt!" she whined.

I just laughed as I pulled her up. Instead of laying on the bed now, she sat on top of my lap with legs spread apart.

Her entire body stiffened when my dick pressed against her lower stomach.

"Do what you want now, Vicky. I'm not gonna stop you," I coo'ed as my left hand ran down her back and my right hand stayed at her waist.

She stared into my eyes before arching her back forward and staring down. She gulped as she reached down with her hands and touched me.

I chose that moment to flex my dick a little, and she squeaked, pulling her hand back sharply.

"What's the matter, Vicky? Wasn't this thing inside you just earlier this week?" I asked playfully.

She glared at me before staring back down. She reached down and firmly gripped me, lifted herself up, and pushed me to her entrance.

She slowly lowered herself again and moaned as I entered her.

It happened instantly. She slipped on my slightly sweaty thighs. "Eh?" She dropped no more than half a foot, but that was enough to impale herself completely up to the hilt with my dick. She trembled and her toes curled up. "O-Oh oh o-oh!" she began to moan.

Seeing that she was in no state of mind to move, I hastened the process by sliding my hands underneath her thigh and gripping them. Then I pulled her up, to her crescendoing moans of pleasure, and pulled her down.

Her arm arched forward and she gasped out, her mouth moving but no sound coming out, and she stared at me.

I couldn't help it. She was so sexy and beautiful. I just leaned down and kissed her.

Her arms gripped my shoulders, and I began to pull her up and down rapidly.

She whimpered as I brought her up and shuddered as I brought her down. It was a cycle showing her how much she enjoyed being with me and sharing in this experience.

She kept her eyes scrunched shut as she kissed me. Her hands crept up and wrapped around my neck and back while she pressed her boobs against my chest.

With each movement, we grinded against each other. Her boobs pressed firmly against me, her hips and thighs slid on and off my lap, her lips smooched mine, and her arms and hands kept a tight hold on me.

We sat there on my bed, loving the night away.

I came into her again and again.

She came to me again and again.

By the time we were thoroughly satisfied, it was morning and neither of us were tired.

… But it was a Saturday.

After a quick breakfast and Vicky calling her parents, we went at it again.