In the end, there was nothing they could do but watch Shuo walk away. The three faction leaders returned to their negotiations, half-heartedly patching up Kuoh Academy as they went.
Back home, Shuo finally let himself relax. He sprawled across his bed, staring at the ceiling, when it hit him—he still had four unopened rewards waiting.
"Alright, System. Let's see what I've got."
The familiar chime answered immediately.
Ding! Gift packages opened successfully. Congratulations, Host! You've received:
[Crown Angel – Sandalphon]
[Grimoire: Astil Manuscript]
[Telekinesis]
[Mental Out – A Certain Magical Index]
Four at once. Not a bad haul. Shuo felt a flicker of anticipation.
"Let's take a look… Crown Angel—Sandalphon? Wait, isn't that Yatogami Tohka's sword from Date A Live?"
He pictured the double-edged greatsword, usually stashed in the throne's backrest. The throne itself could block attacks or transform into a glider. If absorbed, it became the Final Sword—a ten-meter blade that could slice through anything. Pure destruction.
So, Sandalphon as a reward. Maybe he'd get a chance to visit the Date A Live world someday. Not bad, though he doubted he'd need it himself.
He moved on, eyes scanning the next item.
[Grimoire: Astil Manuscript]: From the world of Trinity Seven. A legendary magic tome, said to combine the powers of countless archives. It's packed with otherworldly knowledge—and capable of "world construction."
Shuo's eyes lit up, lips curling into a satisfied smirk.
"Now this is a bug-level grimoire. Pairs perfectly with the mage archives I just got. Looks like I hit the jackpot—no more restrictions on mage themes."
He barely paused before checking the third reward.
Ding! [Telekinesis]: The psychic power of Tornado from One Punch Man.
Normal attacks can't touch the Host; Host can use telekinesis for long-range offense.
Shuo's mind conjured the image: a loli with wild green hair and a black dress—Tatsumaki. She could flick away alien artillery like it was nothing, and in serious mode, her power could deflect attacks strong enough to split continents.
"Telekinesis, huh? Solid defense skill. Not flashy, but useful."
He grinned. Whether for repelling attacks or just showing off, it was a quality upgrade—definitely boosted his cool factor.
"Alright, System. Last one."
Ding! [Mental Out – A Certain Magical Index]: From the world of Toaru Majutsu no Index—Shokuhou Misaki's ability. Host can activate mental-type powers.
Shuo's eyes widened. Mental Out—a psychic ability wielded by Tokiwadai's queen herself, Shokuhou Misaki. Fifth-ranked among Academy City's seven Level 5 espers, and the strongest mental-type. Mind reading, telepathy, memory wipe, will amplification, thought recreation, emotion transplant—the list went on. Practically omnipotent when it came to the mind.
"This is a girl-chasing cheat code. Peeking into someone's thoughts, tweaking their memories… not bad."
He couldn't help but smile, feeling a little too pleased with himself. Still, he wasn't the type to win women through brute-force mind control—where's the fun in that? But a little teasing, a little emotional boost for his girls now and then… that was fair game.
Shuo lay back, squinting at the darkening sky outside his window. The three leaders would be stuck in talks for a while, and Rias and the others still had buildings to repair. Boredom crept in.
With a sigh, he sat up and fished out his "Railgun's Special Photo Collection" from system space. He hadn't really appreciated its artistic value before—now was as good a time as any.
Half an hour later, Rias and the rest of the girls trickled home through magic circles. Hearing the commotion, Shuo strolled out of his room, grinning.
"Did everything go smoothly after I left?"
Rias wrapped her arms around him, voice soft.
"Mm. With all the chaos, the three leaders realized how serious things were. So after some discussion, they signed the peace agreement without a hitch."
"And to keep other pantheons from causing trouble, all three factions are sending people to strengthen Kuoh Town's defenses."
Shuo nodded, thoughtful. Pretty much how the original story went.
But then he noticed someone missing.
"Where's Serafall? She didn't come back with you guys?"
Sona, ever the composed one, adjusted her glasses and explained with a smile.
"Because of the Khaos Brigade, the otherworldly demon gods, and the dragon phantom, Sirzechs and my sister had to return to the Underworld to prepare. So Serafall's already back there."
She started to say more, but Shuo cut her off, voice suddenly sly.
"Hmph. Serafall sneaking off, huh? Next time I visit the Underworld, I'll have to make sure she gets some extra 'attention' from me."
Sona rolled her eyes so hard it was a miracle they didn't get stuck.
There was no denying it—Shuo had set his sights on her sister. She could only sigh in resignation.
The other girls wasted no time chiming in.
Rias groaned, massaging her temples. "Shuo-chan! You really are hopeless…"
Akeno giggled behind her hand. "Ara ara, Shuo-chan's hunting grounds keep expanding. Even Serafall-sama isn't safe."
Koneko pouted. "Nangong-senpai is just a big pervert."
The rest just stared, speechless.
Shuo's mouth twitched. Internally, he protested:
Come on, it's not like I do much—just a little stacking game with Ranka and Tsubaki, maybe sneak off with Genovese now and then, tease Sona and Tsubaki, spank Kiyome and Irina's cute butts…
Wait. That's a lot of "occasionally."
Eh, so what? Better a pervert than a lonely single.
Heh, this happy life really is something to look forward to.
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