-Mittelt's POV-

Maybe accepting the weirdness that comes with this 'new life' would be the better choice to make. Just so I don't go completely insane…

''RAGRH!'' The moment I hear that growl; I turn around with twin daggers made of pink light. I can feel the sweat clinging to my skin as I cut down a walking, rotten corpse.

The thing that once resembled a human is wearing ruined plate armor. It's rotten and foul-smelling guts spilling out of its stomach. I wasn't even the one who did that, the thing was already carrying its intestines like loose string.

My dagger cuts a thin line into its neck, which in any other case won't be enough because these disgusting abominations won't stay dead until you destroy their body completely. Yet, the cut I made burned with brightness as my opponent practically disintegrated via light poisoning.

''Haa…'' It feels like I have been doing this for hours, but no. Barely half an hour has passed since Fumigami brought me to this place. The lazy bum waved me off to 'train' with these things after breaking down why I shouldn't use something like a spear while being so SHORT and without the strength to properly fuck shit up with it.

Handsome bastard! I'm not short; I'm fun-sized!

At least I have the reassurance that he's around and didn't leave me fighting all on my own. He stayed close by, near an old well. He's just… looking at nothing while moving his fingers through empty air.

The only moment he reacts to something is when I called him a dick earlier by dropping me here an hour before my usual bedtime, and when one of these… zombies? Tried to get close to him, in which case they got sliced into cubes of rotten meat by thin water blades.

Where even is this place? He called it something like 'training grounds', but this is literally a medieval village that won't look out of place in a fairytale. Practically run to the ground and filled with walking corpses.

Should I demand some kind of payment? I don't think I'm in the position, and he did give me money for clothes and whatever I need, and while this is supposed to be for my own benefit…

Maybe I should ask a favor? Preferably, one that includes him dropping his constant fricking teasing and bending me over the-

''KIKIKIKkiiI!'' My eyes widen as a lightly armored corpse with no eyes but an impossibly large smile jumps from a rooftop to try and plunge its sharp claws into my flesh.

''Eat shit!'' I snarl while throwing one of my daggers, which perfectly pierces the thing's head. It doesn't even reach the ground before its body disintegrates with low and painful growls.

''Yo! You good, Little Crow?'' The man I was just thinking about looks in my direction and raises his voice.

That freaking nickname, too. Does he think of me as some kind of pet or something?! The fact that I didn't tell you to stop calling me that, doesn't mean you have to use it all the time, you know?!

''I'm fine…'' I manage a tired response as I wave him off. He kept looking at me for a second before resuming whatever he was doing.

I look at the obscured moon above us. The ominous fog that covers the night sky never left since we got here.

I wanted to sleep in so bad…


-Zatren Fumigami's POV-

Hmm…

Stat Page.

Zatren Fumigami.

Race: Devil (Human/Mermaid)

Job: [Spear Hero].

Title: [Undead Slayer].

STR: [D-]

DEX: [E+]

CON: [D-]

MAG: [D]

SPI: [F-]

LCK: [E+]

For reaching a milestone in the MAG stat. You have gained a new perk!

[Warcaster (Perk)]

Your magical prowess comes to truly shine when you're in the thick of combat, as opposed to staying in the back and flinging spells, you decide to show your enemies what being a 'battlemage' is really about.

Your chanted casts can't be interrupted by taking damage.

Any weapon of your choice essentially becomes a 'wand' letting you power spells through it and using it as a catalyzer for more powerful magic.

You're able to infuse any magic you have available into your melee hits. Even those who are unconventional.

I may or may not have cackled like a madman. I think Mittelt is questioning whether following me around like a lost puppy (bird?) was ever a good idea in the first place.

Your Race was successfully changed to Devil. Since you were assigned the 'Rook' Piece, your capabilities to tank damage and dish out physical blows have greatly increased!

Warning: By becoming a Devil, your body is now weak to 'Light' and 'Holy' damage. The Skills that give resistances to this types of damage have been greatly diminished.

Clue: You can overcome these weaknesses by reaching a CON stat of B.

Devils are creatures of sin. You're not the exception. [Shallow Bitch] has evolved into [Sin Of Greed (Medium)].

It's… really not ideal that I can already feel the effects of that 'Sin'. It's not enough to completely overwhelm my mind, and I've always been a greedy person, but…

In a single moment, another object appears in my hand. A crimson and emerald-colored sphere, barely enough in size to be considered a baseball.

[Boosted Gear (Shattered)].

The powerful Mid-Tier Longinus. The one who is in possession of this Sacred Gear is commonly known as The Red Dragon Emperor. You have managed to break this powerful weapon into pieces. You may connect this SG to your soul to gain its power.

WARNING: There may be side effects if you absorb a broken Sacred Gear!

Do you wish to absorb this Sacred Gear?

[YES/NO]

Michael fucking dammit. I really want it. There's literally a giant label that says 'Don't absorb, DUMBASS' and I'm about to go full 'That sign can't stop me because I can't read!'.

Well… if this thing is going to be attached to my soul…

''Jinzui, can you do me a favor really quick?'' I look directly at my weapon with a nervous smile on my face.

''Partner, I can hear your thoughts. I will say that this is completely irresponsible behavior, but sure, I'll help-''

Just like that, a crimson aura surrounded my mouth in what resembles a wolf's mouth. The first time I ever activated [Devour]. I swallow down the ball-shaped Sacred Gear in a single bite not a second after.

''…you.''

Don't judge me, okay?! It could have given me another power for all I know!

''I'm not angry. Only disappointed.'' She states, like a mother to her child, in what passes for a deadpan tone from a talking spear. ''I can work with this, but it will take a while. Maybe even a few days, I have to fill in a lot of blanks in this thing since it's in a horrible condition.''

''I could kiss you right now. You're the best, Jinzui!'' She really is. Best spirit girl ever. For real, for real.

The gem on the spear got brighter than I'd ever seen for a moment, and I got no response for a while. ''Just don't do anything stupid until I finish with this…'' That's all she says in a… weirdly shy tone before the gem goes back to normal, and I can't feel her roaming my mind either.

And now that I did the dumbest shit possible, I'm realizing that fucking Sin is going to screw me over more than once.

Haa… No use crying over spoiled milk… or was it spilled milk? Whatever.

Getting up from my resting place, I take a look at the various amounts of dismembered or charred corpses in my vicinity. A quick sweep later, and various Weapon Forms become available to me.

I was thinking of using [Devour] a bit more to see if I can gain anything, but you know, rotten corpses.

I may be a greedy fuck, but I'm not Yuji 'I eat mummified fingers' Itadori, thank you very much.

I'll tweak around with Devil Magic later. Maybe when I'm not training someone.

''Mittelt! At ease!'' I state with a friendly smile. Said Fallen looking all around for any walker she missed and promptly slumped down in a (hopefully) clean part of the floor. The shorts and top she brought along for training purposes were completely soaked with sweat. Her beautiful blonde twin tails became slick, slightly sticking to her head and face.

Saving up the image in the back of my head. Respectfully, of course.

I squat down beside her. A bottle of cold water in my extended hand. She takes a look at it, before swiping it from my hand and chugging the entire thing in five seconds flat.

I smirk and declare with a mocking tone. ''Damn. I know you Fallen are thirsty, but-'' She brings one hand up while greedily gulping down oxygen now that the refreshing drink is gone.

''Shove… that joke… up your ass.'' She manages to pant out, which makes me chuckle. Fine, I'll hold onto my amazing jokes then.

''Sure, but we have to keep going. To get out of here, we need to beat up a 'Boss Monster'. Just like a video game.'' Well, that or be out of combat and pull the plug on the Dungeon, but I'm not telling her that. This is a learning experience, after all.

''Ah… Is this how I die? A virgin, no less. Truly, I have disgraced my kin.'' She stares at the sky while speaking in a dramatic tone. Her hand reaches for the darkened sky as if trying to touch the non-visible stars.

I slap a hand on her face and drain a little chunk of my MP to get her back to full.

''Better, drama queen?'' I ask with a deadpan, yet my eyes can't hide my amusement as good as my face.

She suddenly jumps up. New pink daggers in hand while giving me a shit-eating smirk. ''Let's beat that fucker's ass, Fuminami!'' My eye twitches once more. I believe she does it on purpose by now.


''Why is this damn place so big?!'' Mittelt complains for the seventh time since we entered the ominous-looking castle, and I have to start agreeing now. We have been cutting down zombie guards and even some skeleton mages for more than an hour.

Some of it may have been me looting stuff here and there like a particularly greedy goblin. Let me tell you that Mittelt was not amused with my antics. Probably because I'm cutting into her sleepy time.

Finally, the last hallway we cross seems to lead somewhere. Rotten floorboards are covered by a dark red carpet that has seen better years for sure. No windows cover this place, only an eerie feeling of dread and shadows displayed by the lit torches on the sides.

Why would you light torches in a place with a flammable carpet?

Anyway. We walk down the hallway until reaching a massive door. Golden etchings of beasts that appear draconic in nature covering the entirety of the stone doors.

I turn to my Fallen companion, and seeing her bad mood, I decide that I'll just take this one as fast as possible. She already gave a good effort all around.

''My Litte Crow, can I have a few drops of blood and maybe a feather?'' I ask nonchalantly. Her frown turns into a pointed stare aimed directly at me.

''Why?'' She asks in confusion.

''Sacred Gear, I can absorb most things and get abilities out of it. Maybe I can get some light magic abilities and finish this quickly. You in?'' She doesn't even hesitate. With her own pink dagger, she makes a superficial cut on her finger.

Before her blood drips to the floor, I extend my spear to make sure it falls on the gem. A few moments later, a carbon-colored feather follows suit.

[Fallen Angel Halberd I].

Equip Bonus: [MAG Up (Small)]. [DEX Up (Small)]. [Shining Cut (Skill)].

Equip Effect: [Light Damage Bonus (Small)].

Huh… So I can get other types of 'spears'.

I heal up Mittelt's finger and give her some head pats. ''You're the best, Little Crow~'' She seems slightly annoyed, her cheeks reddening slightly, but she doesn't take my hand off her head at all.

''Just finish this up already.'' She sighs out tiredly, and I can share the feeling. This took way longer than it should have. ''Also, you owe me a favor.''

''Sure, whatever my cute crow wants~'' I sing-song while stepping up to the door and ignoring her grumbles.

The massive door yields to my Rook enhanced strength. Inside, an abandoned throne room is revealed, covered by spider webs and way too much dust. The chandeliers on the roof look damaged and aren't even lighted up. The red carpet that extended from the hallway looks even more damaged and torn in some places.

Finally, the throne looks old and barely standing, with an unmoving corpse directly on top of it.

GROOOOOOOOOOOOWL.

The room suddenly shakes along with the King's corpse- No, its shadow is moving, not the corpse.

Suddenly, white and purple mist emerges from everywhere in the room, shadows dancing ominously in every direction, and a pair of hollow eyes stare at me from the darkness. Red pupils shining in the night.

Soul Eater Boss.

HP: [-100%-]

MP: [-100%-]

I immediately change to the Fallen Angel Halberd. The blade on the spear shines with the power of Light as I charge up a strong attack from the get-to-go.

The monster seems to recoil for only a moment before dashing straight at me. A massive maw full of pointy and serrated teeth ready to tear my flesh apart.

''[Shining Cut]!'' I bring the Halberd down in an arc, making a wave of Light magic soar directly at the monster.

The attack cuts directly through the specter, making it stop dead in its tracks. Yet, before I can charge another, stronger, Hero Skill…

The Boss's body is split in half, both parts falling to the ground with charred remains caused by the powerful attack.

''Huh… Neat.'' I blink at the defeated foe with… a bit of disappointment, actually.

''HAAAH?!'' I can feel Mittelt's jaw dropping even if I'm not looking directly at her.


-Third Person POV: Rei-

Among the darkness of Kuoh's forest. A big yet nimble predator dashed through the foliage. Eight powerful and agile legs carrying her around, with eight eyes capable of piercing the darkest rooms.

'Strong…' The creature thought. Finally, she managed to be better than before. Maybe with this strength, she could stand proudly along with her master.

Dark energy flooded her form, thick with malice and hunger, yet its power never corrupted the mind of the loyal familiar. Suddenly, the otherwise massive arachnid becomes slightly smaller, and then her entire form vanishes from view.

''Home… I… Go… Home.'' Her newest form, obtained from hunting down creatures and feeding on their flesh and power, even managed to let her articulate words. Oh, how happy will be her master to see her improvement.

Rei jumps through the thicket of the forest, on sturdy trees and branches to maintain her balance, even using her silk masterfully to assist in her endeavor.

Soon enough, she will reach home.


-Zatren Fumigami POV-

I sat down on the couch of what I believe it's a living room in this house. Mostly thanks to the big TV right in front.

Cleaning myself up was pretty easy. No rotten guts on me this time and I just pumped out the pressure on my water magic to make sure the smell gets off.

The sound of another body hitting the couch made me smile in amusement. Mittelt had it a bit worse since she fought on melee the entire time. All for her benefit, though. I could see her getting faster and stronger during all of the ordeal. Especially so since the first gains are the easiest ones.

''You're a slave driver, Fumigami…'' She groans with her face planted on the couch. I already healed her and all, she's just really tired.

She still uses my shirt as pajamas. Even if she has a few of them already, sometimes I catch her stealing another one. If she just likes them being oversized, why does she keep stealing them from me instead of buying her own?

''It's not that bad, I could see you getting stronger out there. You did good, Mittelt.'' I give some words of encouragement. I don't know if they helped, but a resigned sigh from the Fallen left it in a big 'maybe'.

''You did say I own you a favor, right?'' I mention her earlier claim. Now that makes her perk up. She turns her head up to look at me with something indescribable in her eyes. ''Got your attention, hm? Alright, what do you desire for being good today, Mittelt~?''

I chuckle when she narrows her eyes. She doesn't blush this time, so maybe I have to break out the big guns like the first night in the apartment. See if that gives more of a reaction-

''You,'' Mittelt says with finality.

I stop my mental rambling and slowly turn my head to hers. I blink once, twice, and then tilt my head to the side. If possible, I would have a big interrogation sign above my head right now.

''Come again?'' I reply, thinking that maybe I misheard even if I'm pretty sure I didn't.

''You, dumbass!'' She replies with a little more confidence. ''You have been teasing me around more than a damn week. Do you know how hard it is to come by someone who shows a slight bit of interest in a girl with… my proportions? They're either total creeps or just got bored out of their minds and want to 'try a new flavor', ugh!''

She starts rambling a bit, her face reddening in either embarrassment or anger. Maybe a mix of both. I decide to… be chill about it. I cut through her increasing annoyance at either herself or the 'old perverts' of the Grigori.

''I… I'll think about it.'' I give her a nod. Suddenly, she stops complaining and looks at me with a bit of surprise.

''You… You will? Really? Like, for real?'' Ah… the bit of desperation in her voice along with the slightly hopeful tone makes me feel a bit scummy. It's not like I want to take advantage of her… lonely life, but I won't lie that I do find her fun and attractive.

''Yeah, just… Let me talk it over with my girlfriend; The white-haired devil. She carried you when that ugly as fuck dragon blew up the church.'' The clogs seem to turn on her head until her eyes widen in recognition. ''Yeah, I may be all for having cute girls all around me, but this is not me just piling up fuck-buddies. I'll ask her tomorrow and get you an answer. That alright with you?''

Mittelt seems to muse over the fact. It's probably not the answer she wanted, but it's a lot more than she was expecting. So, after a few moments, she nods with a little smirk on her face.

So… maybe the harem route is a go…?

Bitchin'!


I walk down the hallway after exiting the second period today. It's a good thing I can do magic theory in my head to make the time pass. Was it inefficient and annoying? Yes. Was it better than sitting through that one math lesson I could give instead of the teacher already? Also yes.

Students come and go as always, some taking looks at me and others, politer students, either giving a formal greeting in passing or just leaving me be.

The moment I turn the corner, on my way to the cafeteria, I stop dead as I take in the little sanctuary in front of me.

A small amount of white flowers are placed in a basin. On top of it and neatly placed is the picture of the deceased student Issei Hyoudou. Right, I think I've seen this type of thing being done back in my world.

Judging by the small number of flowers, the fact they're yellowing out around the edges, and the non-existent papers wishing for a good passing to the afterlife, I would guess the little sanctuary and flowers were put by Sona or someone in the Student Council to respect the memory of Hyoudou. Since, and I apologize for speaking bad of the dead, he was… not someone liked in here.

I sigh and walk to the wooden structure. I take in my hand a small piece of paper from the pile on the side, and with a pen that was attached to it, I write 'Rest In Peace. May… Izanami? be benevolent'. I believe that's the Goddess of Death around here, right?

I put the paper near Issei's picture and joined my hands in a small prayer. I Make sure it's not an actual prayer, not to the big G at least. That would be a pain in the ass.

''Didn't take you for the religious kind, Delinquent Prince-Kun.'' A feminine voice calls out. A teasing tone, but kind of… unenthusiastic.

''Ah, Perverted Glasses-San. I'm just paying my respects.'' I answer without turning around. I know who she is, after all. Only one girl calls me that around here.

''Ha! I guess I deserved that one.'' Aika Kiryuu chuckles, and after a moment, she actually places a white rose on the basin below Issei's photo.

I don't think I've ever taken a good look at her. She was always a bit far when messing around with me, and I haven't really seen her in the hallways.

She's wearing her brown hair tied in braids that fall to the sides and go a little past her shoulders. She seems to always wear a smugish 'know it all' expression on her face. The Academy's uniform hugs her figure nicely (like it does for almost every girl, for some reason). And… I think she's the first girl that has matching proportions on her upper and lower torso. Huh…

Also, she's wearing black thigh-highs and spectacles. Nice.

''I didn't know you were friends with Hyoudou-san,'' I state with curiosity. She looks at me funny for a moment like I've told a really bad joke. Then, she joins me with her own little prayer.

''Could say the same to you. You should have an even worse opinion of him since he peeked at your girl and all~'' She tries to sound teasing, but it comes out as a bit strained. ''Nah, he's not my friend. Acquaintances at best, but… I felt bad since no one was actually placing any flowers here. The ones the President put are already yellowing out.''

I'm not even going to question how she knows about my relationship status with Koneko. Weirder shit has happened, but I guess she's that type of girl, hm? It left a bad taste in her mouth, so she brought a flower along.

After a few moments in silence, both of us seem to get up at the same time and walk in the same direction. The cafeteria, since we still have time for lunch break.

''Fumigami-Kun.'' Aika breaks the silence first. She looks at me with a finger pressed against her mouth. ''Could I get your number?''

I look at her with a raised eyebrow. Then, I shrug my shoulders. ''Sure, can't see why not. Why all of a sudden, though? You seemed comfortable just making fun of me from afar.'' I didn't mind, but going from teasing someone you barely speak to and asking their number out of nowhere is a bit weird.

Here in Japan, it is. Or seems to be, since they're very closed off on who they let into their lives or something. Eh, we're still teens, though. Maybe I'm thinking way too much about it.

Or maybe I got my brain rotted by Japanese media and I'm completely wrong.

''Oh, because you're packing good.'' She suddenly says it like it's the most obvious thing in the world, she's looking at my crotch, by the way. ''Also, you're quite good looking, and overall introverted, which makes you seem chill about most things. A lot of differences from the regular guy here. Hint: The Perverted Trio were on the biggest shit list because they were the ones that got discovered.''

I blink owlishly at her. ''You just said that you're in the know that I have a girlfriend.'' My statement only makes her nod with a beaming smile. Then, she looks pensive.

''Oh, is she not into sharing?'' That is what she's worried about?! She even looks a bit downtrodden too!

Ah… I think that I'm forgetting that this is a world with practically Softcore porn as its core. Maybe this isn't actually all that weird? Or is Aika just a weird girl who is way too much of a confident pervert?

''I'll… talk to her about it. Have a piece of paper I can put my number in?'' I ask with a sigh. I'm not going to complain if cure and sexy girls want to throw themselves at me.

Huh.

If I had a Yen for every girl that asked me out in the last 24 hours, I'd have two Yen's. Which is not much, but it's weird that it happened twice.

''Score!'' Aika half-shouts with excitement while I'm busily memeing inside my head.

Man, I'm not looking forward to that chat with Koneko.


''Can you… repeat that please?'' I turn to Koneko with a blank face. The water magic made with Demonic Power I had in my hand simply vanished at my lack of concentration.

Did you know? This house has an underground part. Filled to the brim with training equipment and reinforced walls. Not enough to tank something like, say, Rias going 'fuck everything in that direction', but Koneko and I tried punching them, and they didn't even budge.

I need to do something nice for Serafall. Sure, I saved her sister (and Sirzechs's too), and while I would have done it any day of the week, this reward it's incredible for someone who lives in a compact as-hell apartment.

Hell, not even in my past life did I have such a big house!

Did I?

''I said,'' I focus on the white-haired girl who's casually benching 225lb like it's not much heavier than a sack of feathers, while also wearing a sports bra and some nice shorts that make her look good. ''I don't really mind if you have more than one partner. I'll… encourage it, actually.''

So I didn't mishear.

''Can I know why?'' I know that they're Devils, and their whole society encourages men to have more than one wife/lover since their birthrates are incredibly low, but I thought that maybe Koneko, who is a reincarnated Devil, would have some problems with it.

She racks the bar without breaking a sweat, before sitting up on the bench and looking at me while tilting her head to the side.

''Power attracts, Senpai.'' She states, and I blink. As if that explains anything. ''In Devil society, powerful male Devils almost always can't ignore numerous women trying to get into their pants. Seduce them and try to get a powerful baby from them. Even the prideful Pillar Houses are not against using these methods.''

Well, that makes some sense. If their birthrates are usually that low, then surely the Devils would prefer to get a child from a strong father/mother.

''And since I know your fish brain takes time to process things, I'll spell it out to you.'' I can see the amusement in your eyes even with a poker face, brat. ''You… are getting pretty strong, Senpai. You had an equal match with Kiba the other day without using your weird-ass powers, and that's with just one month into the supernatural. How long until you reach Rias-Bucho's level? Maybe even more?''

Ah… Yeah, I can see it. So, she wants me to get my own harem or lovers soonish. Then, that would make most gold-diggers (kid-diggers? No, that sounds wrong in so many levels.) back off when I actually rise in power. Let's be honest, I'm pretty much expecting to get swarmed by people now.

Power attracts, and not only the fun kind of attraction…

''I'm surprised you can say that many words in a row, Koneko. Beat a new record?'' I smirk, and that makes her eyebrow twitch slightly.

''Wanna' go? I'll beat you, no hesitation.'' She actually gets up from the bench to crack her knuckles.

''Square up, short stack-'' Before I can finish my sentence. A loud ring can be heard from the main entrance to the house. How can I hear it from all the way underground? Beats me. Devil magic is funky like that.

''Saved by the bell.'' Koneko teases in a smug tone and I roll my eyes. Then, I walk to the elevator leading to the top floor, all the while giving her the middle finger.

I'm petty like that.


After I made sure I look presentable enough, I reached the main entrance and opened the door.

Only to see eight eyes shining in happiness, and a fuzzy ball with eight legs suddenly jumping at me. At the same moment, my previously obscured link with Rei becomes alive with emotion.

I do not even hesitate to share a hug with my not-so-little girl!

''Oh, look at you! When did you get so big?'' I ask with a massive smile on my face, while Rei happily taps her legs around my torso. I can't help but laugh.

''Rei… Strong.'' A croaky and slightly feminine voice reaches my ears, which makes me pause and look at my familiar.

''You learned how to talk?!'' Just how much did I miss from my cutie's growth? You can't miss these important moments, you know?!

The happiness through our bond multiplies. Hers at the clear feeling of pride I have, and mine at seeing my little spooder get so strong!

The sound of someone clearing their throat interrupts my pampering, and I turn to the door. What? I didn't feel-

''Sorry to interrupt, Fumigami-San. I was just passing by when I saw your familiar running around. May I come in for a chat?'' The clearly womanly voice speaks, and I have to look UP for once.

On the door, there's a tall woman, probably around 185cm tall. Slightly disheveled, forest-green hair that threatens to cover her face if it wasn't for her pulling it to the side. It's not even tied into a bun or ponytail, just wild locks of green falling all the way to her lower back.

Her body doesn't fall behind at all. She has an almost perfect hourglass figure, with proportions that would look completely out of place in a shorter woman but seem amazing and natural on her figure. Long legs covered by black fishnets that look appealing yet professional, and a blue skirt that covers down to her mid-thigh. She's wearing a lime-green blouse with a formal and neatly tied black tie.

She's also wearing an open white coat that won't look out of place on a scientist or doctor. When I finally crane my neck up to look at her face. I'm… quite mesmerized by the soft, if slightly tired features, remarked by the clear dark eye bags on her face, which are slightly hidden by a pair of simple round glasses.

A tired, yet soft smile greets me, with equally exhausted but beautiful eyes which seem to be colored with a mix of steel-grey and dark green.

4yuk4 833lz3bu8.

That's all I manage to see along with a bunch of junk characters.

There's only one reasonable thought crossing my mind right now. One so deeply ingrained into my head that it's biologically impossible to remove without actually turning me into a vegetal.

…Mommy?

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Author's Note:

We're so back! (I fucking hope).

Alright, so! Lots of things this chapter. Mc's curse got worse, and that may lead to some interesting situations. (Also, if you're wondering how Zatren one-shoted the boss: He's basically middle class. His MAG stat is real high, Undead Slayer Tittle and using a Weapon Form (and skill) that is actively harmful to the boss. All that put together gets you a one-shot! Also, the dungeon was the 'hard version', but MC could beat the regular one while not even being Low-Class. How hard can you really make it?)

Some (mentally unstable) girls are thirsting for Zatren, oh boy!

Rei got stronk! So proud of our lil' tryhard.

Koneko's in for the harem plan! Imagine her being all smug about being future head-wife, ha!

Finally... *Looks at Ayuka*. Oh no! She's hot!

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