If it had been the old Elf Yamada—before Eriri's thorough psychological conditioning—her reaction to that brutal scene wouldn't have been much different from Nanami Aoyama's or Keika Kiyotaki's.
After all, before their recent growth, none of them had the mental strength to witness such bloodshed calmly.
When everyone achieved the strength of Level 7, Stage 1, Eriri had already planned to help them build stronger mental endurance.
To that end, she occasionally put them through illusionary trials—forcing them to face violent, unsettling situations again and again.
So now, even the seemingly harmless Elf Yamada could remain composed when confronted with gore.
After Adam was eliminated, Eriri didn't let Elf Yamada linger in that world for long. She soon opened another cross-realm portal and sent her back to the Oreimo world.
The moment Elf Yamada stepped through, Eriri closed the broadcast.
As soon as the stream ended, the members who had been mentally immersed in it began to express their thoughts in the chat.
[Female Shogi Player: Finally... it's over. I think I'm going to have nightmares tonight...]
[Part-Time Warrior: Same here. And I still have to wake up early tomorrow to deliver newspapers...]
[Elf Sister: You're overreacting.]
[Part-Time Warrior: Overreacting?! That broadcast felt too real! I could practically smell the blood. It was nothing like watching a movie!]
[Chika Fujiwara: You'll get used to it~]
[Female Shogi Player: How can you all be so calm about this?]
[Ruri Gokou: What's there to be afraid of? Just a small-scale mess. No big deal.]
[Female Shogi Player: ...I see.]
[Million-Word Author: Eriri-nee, how did I do just now?]
Back in the Oreimo world, Elf Yamada couldn't help but seek Eriri's approval, pride filling her heart.
[Kashiwagi Eri: Well done. You handled it perfectly. As a reward, next time I'll take you out shopping—just the two of us.]
[Million-Word Author: Yay!]
Hearing that, Elf Yamada couldn't contain her joy and jumped up with delight. Though it was just a simple promise to go shopping, to her, it was far more precious than any power upgrade.
...
Meanwhile, Madara Uchiha didn't dare to say much in the chat anymore.
From the live broadcast alone, he had realized that Elf Yamada's strength was far greater than she had revealed.
And the fact that she could travel freely to Adam's world worried him deeply—he couldn't be sure she wouldn't one day appear in the Naruto world to deal with him.
Even though he was already dead, existing only as a soul in the Pure Land, he wasn't certain whether they had means to harm even spirits.
He didn't fear death—but he did fear his plans being disrupted.
Thanks to Adam's loose tongue during the past few days, Madara had learned many things: that Black Zetsu was not his will incarnate, that he would one day be betrayed and killed, and that his lifelong Eye of the Moon Plan had merely been a manipulation to revive Kaguya Otsutsuki.
But despite knowing all this, he refused to give up on his dream.
No amount of spoilers or future knowledge would make him abandon his life's goal. At most, it meant he'd prepare better to counter Black Zetsu's betrayal and refine his strategies.
Yet, even if he stayed silent—others didn't plan to leave him alone.
[Million-Word Author: Hey, old man Uchiha, are you scared right now?]
Elf Yamada had long harbored resentment toward Madara. If his mockery had only been aimed at her, she might have let it go. But the fact that he had joined Adam in insulting Eriri? Unforgivable.
Though Madara feared retaliation, backing down was not in his nature.
[Uchiha Dance King: Hmph. You think I'd be afraid of the likes of you?]
[Million-Word Author: Oh? Feeling bold, are we? Don't think I won't come to your world and smash you next!]
Seeing Elf Yamada's threat, Aoyama Nanami and the others felt a chill run down their spines—the image of Adam's gruesome end still vivid in their minds.
Madara Uchiha fell silent. Though he refused to show weakness, he also didn't want to provoke Elf Yamada further—so he decided to play dead in the chat.
[Million-Word Author: What's wrong? Not talking anymore? Pretending to be dead won't help you~]
Watching Elf Yamada pick a fight with Madara, the other members chose to remain quiet—they had no desire to draw trouble to themselves.
Naturally, Madara ignored Elf Yamada's taunts and said nothing.
Seeing that he still wouldn't respond, Elf Yamada's irritation began to boil over.
[Million-Word Author: Eriri-nee, open a portal for me! I'm going to teach that old fossil a lesson!]
[Kashiwagi Eri: There's no need. Someone else will deal with him for us in the future~]
[Million-Word Author: Alright then!]
Eriri's words were enough for Elf Yamada—her obedience to Eriri was absolute. Even if she still disliked Madara, she didn't press the matter further.
Madara, on the other hand, exhaled quietly in relief. Still, Eriri's comment about "someone in the future" made him cautious. He decided that once he used the chat group to resurrect himself, he'd investigate thoroughly and eliminate any possible threats.
Unfortunately for him, he had no idea he was about to be kicked from the group entirely.
[2.5 Satoru: Kashiwagi Eri, Million-Word Author, and all the newcomers who joined today—]
[2.5 Satoru: Now that the group leader is dead, can we talk about something else? Like who you really are, and what's going to happen to this chat group next?]
[2.5 Satoru: Don't tell us you're just ordinary people. No one here's going to believe that.]
[2.5 Satoru: Of course, if you don't want to say, I won't force you.]
[Kashiwagi Eri: There's no need to hide it anymore. We've reached the end of this little game anyway.]
[Kashiwagi Eri: We're from another chat group. As for this Multiverse Chat Group—it has no future. Soon, it'll be absorbed by ours.]
[Working Demon King: Huh?]
Eriri's words instantly threw the old members into panic.
For them, the chat group had been an invaluable tool. The point system alone had become something they couldn't live without.
Even Aizen, who was usually calm and unreadable, frowned deeply. His plan to use the Red Packet System to replicate the incomplete Hōgyoku hadn't yet been realized—and now, this unexpected development threatened to ruin everything.
Over the past three days, he had used his points to strengthen himself and could clearly feel his spiritual power increasing.
He had the distinct feeling that even without the Hōgyoku, he could one day use the point system to surpass the Soul King himself.
So losing access to the chat group was the last thing he wanted.
[Working Demon King: If this chat group gets absorbed, what will happen to us members?]
[Kashiwagi Eri: Don't worry. I won't do anything to you. You'll simply lose your connection to this chat group, that's all~]
[Kousei Arima: No way...]
[Kousei Arima: Can we join your group instead?]
Kousei still hoped to use the chat group's power someday to save the girl who had loved him for so many years. Though he didn't share her feelings, he couldn't bear to watch her die so young.
[Working Demon King: Yeah! It's still a chat group, right? Why not let us join too? I still need my points to restore my demonic power!]
[Kashiwagi Eri: There's no need to say more. Our chat group doesn't have a place for you.]
After sending that final message, Eriri lost all interest in continuing the conversation.
Ignoring the old members' desperate pleas, she promptly removed everyone from the Multiverse Chat Group—except for Nanami Aoyama, Keika Kiyotaki, and Elf Sister.
Even the non-anime female members were not spared.
Though many of them were as beautiful as Nanami and Keika, they failed to catch Eriri's attention in the slightest.
...
In the world of The Devil Is a Part-Timer!, Sadao Maou—currently resting in the break room of the MgRonald at Hatagaya Station—suddenly felt the presence of the Multiverse Chat Group vanish from his mind. His body stiffened, and he immediately stood up from his chair.
"Maou-san, what's wrong?"
Across from him, Sasaki Chiho—wearing the same MgRonald uniform—looked at him curiously, her petite frame and generous chest slightly leaning forward as her pretty face filled with confusion.
"It's nothing, Chi-chan. Just... thinking about something," Sadao replied with a strained smile as he sat back down.
Though he acted calm, a heavy sense of loss weighed in his chest. Still, he didn't want to show weakness in front of his junior.
"Alright then. But if something's bothering you, you have to tell me, okay~?" Chiho said playfully before returning to her phone, resting her chin on the table.
...
Meanwhile, in the world of In Another World With My Smartphone, Touya Mochizuki—who had not yet been reincarnated due to God's blunder—sat quietly, staring blankly ahead as he felt the chat group's connection fade from his mind.
To gain information about his future, he had traded part of his Check-in System points to Adam. As a result, his physical strength had only improved slightly.
And the "information" he had received was vague at best: he'd be reincarnated soon into another world. Beyond that, he knew nothing.
Adam hadn't told him much more—only that once he reincarnated, he should refrain from acting recklessly and wait for contact through the chat group. Adam would then use Cross-Realm Teleportation to assist him in surviving the new world.
Because of this, Touya had held genuine gratitude toward Adam, believing him to be a kind and dependable group leader.
But now, all of that was gone. Adam was dead, beaten to death before everyone's eyes. And the chat group itself had vanished.
With nothing left to rely on, Touya felt utterly lost as he thought about the uncertain future awaiting him in another world.
...
In the world of Bleach, Aizen Sousuke—who had never managed to complete his plan to replicate the incomplete Hōgyoku—also felt the disappearance of the chat group. Though disappointed, he wasn't overly concerned.
After all, he already knew that in the future, he would obtain the other half of the Hōgyoku from Kisuke Urahara. The replication experiment had merely been a test; whether it succeeded or not no longer mattered.
Moreover, he wasn't sure if a replicated Hōgyoku could even merge properly with the one in his possession.
Through the memory fragments Adam had uploaded, Aizen had seen his future defeat at the hands of Ichigo Kurosaki—and had learned from Adam that Ichigo was someone he himself had "shaped."
At present, he didn't yet know who Ichigo Kurosaki was. After all, Ichigo hadn't even been born yet; Isshin Shiba hadn't become the 10th Division Captain, nor had he met Masaki Kurosaki in the human world.
But truth be told, Aizen was quite satisfied with what he had seen of Ichigo. Even though he lost to him, it proved that he had successfully cultivated a worthy opponent.
For that reason, Aizen had no intention of abandoning his plan to nurture Ichigo Kurosaki.
...
In the world of Kengan Ashura, at the Silverman Gym, Naruzo Machio sighed as he recalled the brutal livestream from earlier.
He hadn't traded his points with Adam for any future knowledge. Instead, he had used a few small trades for advanced training techniques—barely useful tidbits of information.
Adam hadn't known much about him beyond what was shown in How Heavy Are the Dumbbells You Lift?, so there wasn't much he could offer anyway.
After realizing that those "futures" were irrelevant to him, Machio stopped caring about using points for predictions altogether.
He spent all his accumulated points on strengthening his body instead.
Having joined the chat group just over a month ago, his daily check-ins had earned him nearly 3,000 points. And since he never saved them up, he used them all for self-enhancement.
His body had already reached the peak of human potential—but with nearly 3,000 points worth of reinforcement, he had begun stepping into the realm beyond humanity, approaching the threshold of the Transcendent level.
If he had been allowed to continue accumulating for a while longer, even just through daily check-ins, he could have easily become the strongest in his world.
Even the legendary "Connector," Shen Wulong, wouldn't have stood a chance against him.
Yet despite that, Machio didn't feel much regret about the chat group's disappearance.
After all, he had never been obsessed with fighting. At heart, he was just a cheerful and dedicated fitness trainer.
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