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A Simple Isekai [WC - Current: Mushoku Tensei]
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Chapter 20: Chapter 19 [Mushoku Tensei]
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(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
POV: Irene Belserion
About five months have passed since Irene had parted ways with her beloved husband (clone) and his growing party in the Citadel of Roa. Her flight over toward the northern region of the continent was barely a five-minute trip as she soon found herself at her destination, the Magic City of Sharia. Upon stepping foot across the clean cobbled stones of the city, Irene took her time to examine and observe the labors of the Ranoa, Neris, and Basherant Kingdom when creating the city and by extension the school the further their pursuits of magical research. Irene did have to give the city some praise, they were certainly a step above in aesthetic compared to the Asura Kingdom's Citadel of Roa.
Magic tools, wands, staves, alchemical ingredients, tomes, magic crystals, and a variety of other inventory that wasn't too overpriced made the city bearable. If not for the fact that the mages here were actively researching the secrets of their world's magicks, then Irene would have simply decided not to come here in the first place. The magic tools were quite standard and seemed too expensive in Irene's eyes, but she supposed that was due to her higher standards of once being one of the Spriggan 12 for the Alvarez Kingdom.
What seemed to be groundbreaking magitech here was little more than just mundane fixtures in Earth-land. Which was exactly why Irene choosing to exploit this by gathering the necessary materials from the shops and putting together a prototype called the Communication Spheres. The devise was straightforward and based off the Communications Lacrima Crystals from her home world, two magical crystal balls were linked together and by activating one with your reserves of mana, you're able to pull up visual image of the other side and engage in conversation.
When Irene entered the academy to register, she unveiled her work to the staff, which led to her getting a meeting with Georg, the Academy's principal and Wind King classed magician. Talking with the short man was a bit of a chore since he tended to go off on long winded tangents, but the talk of business and securing herself a place in the Magic Guild did make it less sufferable.
With the promise of further researching and developing the Communication Spheres and using her enchantment magic on the dead follicles of the once bald principal to give him gorgeous locks of hair, Irene had officially (and shamelessly) earned herself a place as a Special Student in the academy without even having to spend a single asura gold coin.
With attendance guaranteed and only having to bother attending one homeroom class a month, Irene soon got to work on studying the nature of the world's mana and how to use its magic without the need of requesting to use [Added Potential] from the Company to integrate it into herself.
Which is why she fell on an old tedious form of enchantment that she used to practice as a child: Magic Circle. It was always a dreary task of inscribing the correct runes and functions into a magic circle to execute the spell that it was crafted for. However, it did yield her results and with centuries worth of knowledge on the subject along with being familiar with the languages/writings of this world, she could already say that the hard part was already done.
Still, she did need the expertise and opinions of a master of the craft from this world since the procedures could be different and so she decided to enlist the help of the Magic Circle Specialist, Professor Sorayvias. When it came to magical circle research, the woman was quite the expert and blabbed about her department's findings for hours. Irene found her optimism quite an achievement due to how draining and meticulous magical circle creation tends to be. She was quite insistent on searching for a new student to take up her research and so Irene decided to humor the woman and took part in the activities of her research group along with juggling her other project that was promised to the mage guild.
First, she had been able to learn about proper magic circle formation and inscribing them onto carved magical stones so as to create earrings that can act as portable communication devices. The mage guild ate the new invention right up and had offered her quite the sum to purchase the rights to mass-produce her creation.
And it would be the last invention that they took to liking either since they were most keen on developing blueprints that she had for creating a functioning sewage system (toilets were nonexistent in this world which was a crime in Irene's eyes), supplementation of an expanded network across areas of a city or a town through carved trenches in the streets and near buildings for the limited Snow Melting Furnace magic tool, and the schematics for the very first magical vehicle (a simple two wheel motorcycle).
The last one was a work in progress due to how the Magitech machinery was still too ahead of what the city's artisans and blacksmiths were capable of creating, but Irene knew she had the time to get it done by the end of her first year here.
She had made great strides with her magic circle research thanks to accidentally stumbling onto quite the find in her new home. Irene had refused to sleep in the cramped dorms and chose to search for a house in the city itself. She still possessed the funds that would have gone towards her tuition, which wasn't needed anymore due to becoming a special student, so she chose the best house with the best character.
And that house was a "haunted" house. It actually wasn't but the tale of a home that was cursed with spirits that slaughtered each new resident that crossed into its territory did excite Irene. For half the price, the owner allowed her to purchase the place should she exorcise the spirit. Sadly, there was no exorcism to be had since the perpetrator was but a simple doll that was programmed with a complex array of magic circles to "observe", "stalk", and "assassinate" any intruders on the premise.
Subduing the automata was drearily simple but at least she had a new home for her and her beloved to enjoy in this world. She created a few enchanted servants to renovate, clean and guard the home in her absence when she was away.
Talks of her new home aside, Irene's reclamation of the doll had left her with questions regarding its origins. The house was nice but not anywhere close to matching the opulence that their Demiplane's mansion possessed. No documents or books were leftover to reveal anything about the past owner who resided there and left the doll. Prof. Sorayvias, who basically stuck to the doll like glue, explained to Irene about how convoluted the matrices for the magic circles were and how unheard of such a method was before just now.
Which really called into question…who originally made a doll that surpassed what this generation's professional mages could muster without it ever making it out into the light of day. Yes, the doll killing anyone that came across it might have contributed to it, but Irene's point still stood.
Well, either way, Irene managed to learn all she could about the layering of magic circles to apply them to her own little side project. She lacked the ability to use this world's mana and thus manipulate it into magic, buuuut…she could accumulate the mana in her body, albeit involuntarily.
Her husband's explanation of the world's relationship with mana was helpful in that simply breathing, eating, or being in areas filled with high concentrations of mana would allow one to absorb it into their bodies. No matter if you couldn't absorb the mana, it will still circulate through your body and if you didn't possess an ability to keep you healthy and free of any and all diseases (Body Defense), then you'd be inflicted with the Drain Syndrome disease.
Now Irene's body was the perfect container for mana to reside in before releasing it through the etched portable magical circle on her arms. She chose to name them "Glyphs" as a subspecies of magical circles that can be engraved onto the body and erased through applying a certain amount of mana over a specific inscription of runes. Each glyph allowed the user to essentially cast a spell with essentially no Incantations whatsoever.
When Irene had made this distinction clear, she was immediately bombarded with offers from the Mage's Guild, requests from the teaching staff to write a thesis on glyphs, be politely threatened by her fellow students to be given them, and even be recommended as a potential candidate as Student Council president. To say that she became the talk of the school was an exaggeration, but she couldn't call her project a success and release it out, at least not yet.
The glyphs could only cast with the limited amount of mana that an individual possesses. Irene holds no problem due to her unique stature, but the rest of the mundane mages didn't share her privilege. If they were to activate a glyph with a Saint level spell inscribed into it when an Intermediate spell is their limit, then death from mana exhaustion was definitely assured.
Which is why Irene decided to tamper with a new form of glyph, one that can absorb and store a select amount of mana before they could use the glyph to refill their mana or use the stored mana for the spell of their choice. It certainly proved to be possible when she spent a day developing and testing it, but she needed to make it usable for the common folk of this world.
Her standard for mana regeneration and storage may accidentally be fatal for the others as the glyph could accidentally inflict the user with Drain Syndrome disease.
Which is why Irene had posted a request down at the Adventurer's Guild for any willing magicians to be screened and tested to be a subject for the new glyph's experimentation.
She had tried to push for experimentation through the school since there were a LOT of prospective individuals who can use magic, but for the first time since she's gotten there, the Academy's principal put his foot down and denied her request. Irene had debated against revealing the dangers of the experiment but decided that hiding the truth was beneath her. The experimental risks would weed out the cowardly and bring unto her worthy candidates.
And that was when fate finally bestowed upon her a few exceptional participants for the trial with one of them sticking out like a sore thumb.
One was a healer who follows the teachings of the Milis Church, and the daughter of the city's priest.
The next one was the daughter of a well-known company owner who deals in coats, furs, and garments that are highly sought after in the upper echelons of the Ranoa Kingdom's nobility.
Lastly, the final candidate was an accomplished B-ranked adventurer.
Of all the candidates that she screened and tested, only the last one proved to be intriguing for Irene when compared to the others.
Why do you ask? Well, that would be because the individual in question was a demon, possessed blue hair, blue eyes, and possessed the appearance of a child.
This was one of the priority capture targets that Michael had wanted to collect for the Company.
"Roxy Migurdia."
"Oh! How marvelous~! Young Roxy was one of the few bright students that were snatched away from me by Professor Jinas." Sorayvias pouted. "She showed so much promise in forging magic circles, yet she got away from it before we could embark on reviving it's full relevance to the world. You've made the right choice, Miss Belserion."
Hearing the praise from her colleague, Irene's interests in her future sister-wife grew until the day that she requested their gathering at her home. The enchanted servants prepared the living room for the next portion of the screening. The three candidates came together at once, tipping Irene off that each of them were at least acquainted with one another. It took them a while to relax in her presence as she had tested their mettle to see if they'd crumple under her aura's weight.
They did struggle, but they did faint or retreat so they partially gained her stamp of approval. Their answers were…at least palatable.
"I wish…I wish to expand my mana reserves and further my studies into the art of healing. My goals for this is to broaden the spectrum that those of the Demon Race Expulsion are willing to allow their healing to. The beast races and the elves have long since proved their innocence by turning on Laplace during the second human-demon war, and it is only fair that we at least provide our services to them." Elphie, the daughter of the Milis Priest, wholeheartedly regaled to Irene.
It was a commendable goal to drive her to come, especially when it must clash with the ideals spouted and enforced by the city's Milis church's refusal to heal beastfolk and elves. This issue may have even caused the poor girl to butt heads with her father.
"I'm close to my fourth year and I still haven't gone above the Intermediate rank for all of my spells. The drop off rate for those who can't even go to the advanced rank is drawing near, and I lack the mana reserves to meet the requirement on time. Yeah, papa wants me to take over his company line, but that's such a pain. I-I actually want to become a mage and a full-fledged adventurer with experience under my before even thinking about commanding a store. So there, I want to use your work to better my own gains."
"L-Lanletta, you can be just a little tactful you know."
"Shut up, Roxy, she asked, didn't she?"
Irene had to give it to the blonde and plump girl, Lanletta. At least she had the gall to speak so bluntly to her. A lie would have gotten her kicked out of her home immediately. Also, her situation with not meeting the Advanced rank by herself could help implement Glyphs for other students seeking to advance their training in magic through the school.
Perhaps as an optional supplement?
"I-I love magic. Ever since my master taught and showed me the inklings of it when I was little-."
"You still are."
"Shut up, Lanletta!" Roxy hissed at her friend/roommate before coughing to compose herself. "As I was saying…I want to keep growing. I've tried to learn more about Voiceless Incantations but at best, you can only find biographies of people who know how to do it. Right now, I'm at a crossroads for what path I want to choose. I've seen Prof. Jinas perform Saint level water magic and it was marvelous, but I don't have enough mana nor the equipment to pull off the feat. The magic staff that I'm working on still needs the water type magic stone to help with that, but even then…the spell would lack it's polish. That's why I want to cover all of my bases and ensure that my mana reserves are above adequate to fulfill my goal. So please, Miss Abbot, I request to take part in your experiment and see if I can move past the wall before me." Roxy deeply bowed her head.
…Well that certainly was long winded, but…the girl's passion for magic was commendable, plus she was still a target to be captured for her husband, so…
"Fine. I suppose you three pass the screening." Irene sighed as she took a long sip of her tea. "I will speak with Sorayvias tomorrow and discuss how to integrate our meetings with your schedules. The real test to prove you three's mettle will be with how you juggle school life, adventuring, and this side project of mine. The schedules for my experiment are inviolable and any requests to further make them flexible to your convenience will be a swift dismissal. Am I understood?"
Their bright smiling faces served to give Irene her answer. "Good, now them allow my servants to show you out and I look forward to working with you three."
She waved them off with a smile before said smile fell once they left. The sounds of squeaking emerged as she materialized three translucent spheres of magic, each one containing a small mouse that had managed to scurry across her home.
Impossible.
Irene liked to keep her home arrangements tidy and ensured that her servants eliminated any and all vermin within the premises. So, the fact that she had detected these three mice running across her floors, the exact same moment that her three guests arrived was ominously coincidental.
"Looks like our enemy is concerned about those three, but exactly what is it?" Irene remembered some parts of her husband's tale on this world's original canon timeline. Roxy was targeted and would have died to a mice carrying the magic stone disease due to the antagonist's machinations.
Except this time, there were two extra rats.
Hm, perhaps Irene's inclusion of those other two girls contribute to whatever failed future that their enemy foresaw for himself. Or instead, Irene's involvement with Lanletta and Elphie was what caused this change.
…Either way, Irene wasn't going to leave her test subjects to die at the hands of the pretender human god. That night, she used her enchantment to create familiars to hide in the shadows and protect her three test subjects should any monumental danger or suspicious deceptions rear their ugly head on them.
Already five months in, and Irene was already getting hints that their enemy was on the prowl. Sad for her that she can't exactly read his thoughts or intentions. Hopefully her beloved won't deal with any trouble from their manipulative foe but knowing her lover's profession and inclination for attracting trouble she believes it will be a high probability for that likelihood.
Its barely been half of a year here at the Sword Sanctum and already I was learning so much about the Sword God style. It's history and how it's applicable to the modern day's style of swordplay.
Al Farion, the first Sword God, was but a simple mercenary during the Second Human-Demon War against Demon God Laplace five hundred years ago. His name and title as a Sword God became pronounced to the world at large after his brief skirmishes on both fronts for the Demon and Human armies. Money was the only motivator for the mercenary to consider picking a side, and the fact that neither side sought to hold a grudge toward him was due to his prodigious skill with a blade.
This was proven when Al Farion single handedly defeated North God Kalman I, one of the surviving heroes who contributed to the sealing of Demon God Laplace. North God was considered the strongest due to this feat until Al Farion's overwhelming swordsmanship that moved beyond the speed of light overwhelmed the first North God. It was a swift and decisive battle that exemplified the Sword God style's #1 motto.
After the war, Al Farion settled down in the north of the Central Continent to create his dojo, the Sword Sanctum for aspiring Sword God practitioners to learn under him. The Longsword of Light was the bare minimum that he could teach his students due to none of them possessing the skill to imitate and learn his other skills that required each movement to be at the speed of light.
That's right, the Longsword of Light was the basic technique that the first Sword God could teach his pupils.
To move in a burst of lightspeed to execute a Longsword of Light is downright impressive for this world but to continually move at that speed and employ a variety of other techniques to complement the sword style.
["Victory goes to he who moves first."]
That motto was indicative of the Longsword of Light's ability to move faster than what the opponent's eyes can keep up with and cutting them down before they can even draw their weapon.
But…what if there was more to that motto than simply striking first?
What if it meant being more initiative in battle? Moving at speeds so fast keep that initiative and prevent the opponent from ever predicting your next move.
Well, testing that theory could be interesting but my speed was already light years beyond what Al Farion could do when I'm just in my base form. Still, it did bring me to test out combining Sword God with the one Water God style technique I knew, and already it was beginning to unveil a few interesting discoveries of the Sword God style.
"Light Reversal…it's a Water God style technique combined with the Longsword of Light, isn't it?" I spoke out while walking past the groaning unresponsive form of one of the many Sword Saint disciples that littered the dojo's floor.
"Tch, of course you'd figure it out." Gal huffed from his dais, overseeing the last all-out brawl for the day.
The bastard was always keen about watching the other students gang up on me and loved to impose challenges to make the task harder for me to counteract their attempts. One time he wanted me to do it blindfolded, the next time he strapped weights to my arms and legs hoping to slow me down (jokes on him…), after that he limited my attack range by confining me to a drawn circle on the floor that I couldn't step over. One day he had even stuck me with all of those limitations at once.
The training was utterly ridiculous, but it was appropriate for someone of my stature otherwise it'd be too easy for me.
"Its not too hard to notice. After all, it's the only counter type technique for a sword style all about attacking first." I shrugged. "Its just Flow but you know…just faster." I looked at my teacher and found him grinning at me. "So, then the Sword God style can use the other styles as auxiliaries to widen its move pool?"
"Getting warmer…" Gal snickered much to my annoyance. "What? You're on to something but I want you to get there yourself, bastard."
"Okay so its not that the Sword God style is using the others to broaden its style. Then it must mean that…they are all combined into one sword style?"
"Hot, but you're still a bit off the mark." Gal smirked.
Ugh. "So instead, they are capable of being one sword style?"
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Congratulations, punk! You've pieced it together at last!" Gal laughed and loudly clapped his hands in a mocking manner. Asshole. "My ancestor Al was the first to try mixing the styles together with both Water God and North God style. The techniques of Light Reversal and Light Refraction were his fruits of labor but it took his whole lifespan just to perfect them."
I nodded, following along with his logic. "When going into a sword school, you'd just focus on the one style you excel at before branching outwards, right?"
"Exactly." Gal nodded and rubbed his chin. "Al's choice was the correct answer when faced with his mortality and advancing his swordsmanship. Compared to him, I doubt that I'm even a fifth of what he was."
"But all of this just makes me question something that's been on my mind when reviewing the tomes and scrolls in the Sanctum's library. Who was it that taught Al swordsmanship?" I knew it had to be Technique God Laplace, but there was no mention of it in the history tomes at all.
"That's as much of a mystery for me too, punk." Gal got up and rolled his shoulder. "Its been a "what came first, the chicken or the egg" dilemma for years. Don't sweat the details too much and just know that you're certainly ahead of the curve compared to the weaklings at your feet." He lazily yawned and pointed at his unconscious disciples. Coming closer to me, he opened one eye to seriously regard me.
"Now then are you ready for that promotion to Sword Emperor or am I wasting my breath by asking you again?" Gal grunted in exasperation.
Not that I can blame my teacher for it. Ever since I came here, I've been blowing their expectations of me out the water. Gal even teased me about how much of a legend I'll be when word got out of how I took on the entire dojo at once, barring him. Yep, I took on every disciple of the Sword God style from the Advanced rank to the Emperor ranked disciple all by myself. The frequency of challenges from the other disciples did lessen somewhat after that, but a majority of them still saw me as a hurdle to surpass so I was still plagued by them.
The repeat offenders to challenging me were Timothy Britts and Mila Farion. Timothy had it somewhere in his head that I was now officially his rival and sought to tirelessly pour himself into his swordsmanship to be able to cut me down. He did not take his first loss to me and my subsequent promotion to Sword King quite well.
Mila on the other hand was deliciously entertaining to spar with. She started aggressively challenging me for the chance to become a Sword King and surpass Ghislaine who had never beaten me. She wanted to break my win streak and finally prove herself superior in the eyes of her elder brother, Gal.
Each loss only furthered the effects of the Zenryoku Zenkai lure on her until she was more susceptible to agree to "penalty" games that would punish the loser of each spar with whatever penalty the winner decided. Gal didn't seem to care and seemed encouraging of his sister to get into my pants.
I had no clue if this meant I got his blessing, or he was trying to keep me locked in at the Sanctum so he could eventually come up with a way for me to challenge him.
"Nah, I'll be ready for it the next time."
"Heh, that's what you said last time."
"And maybe it will be next time. For now, I just want to enjoy the rest of my day." I rested my wooden sword on my shoulder. "Unless you want to teach me a new lesson through observing another spar, teach?"
"Cheeky little shite…" Gal clicked his tongue and jabbed his thumb to the door. "Get outta here, I have a surprise for you later this evening so don't keep yourself too busy by doing your usual crap, got it?"
"Yes sir." I groaned.
"Good. That also means to finish whatever plans you had in store for that meathead. I'm getting tired of just training your ugly mug when I actually have two apprentices to teach." Gal narrowed his eyes at me but I just shamelessly smiled back to his aggravation. "One of the reasons why I wanted you here was to clear her mind when autumn hits. You're doing the fucking opposite so if you're going to fuck her then now is the time."
"Noted…" I sheepishly scratched the side of my face and navigated across the cavalcade of unconscious disciples to reach the door. Bidding my farewell to Gal and everyone else, I exited the dojo and expectantly looked down to spot my obedient "pet" waiting for me.
"Well, looks like it's time, girl."
"Mreow~!" Aw, she managed to stay crouched down the whole time I was training.
"No, not here. Lets go back to the room first." I chuckled and happily took the rope of the leash connecting to Ghislaine's collar out of her mouth.
The fast wagging of her tail.
Her excited, heavy panting.
Her red pupils now dilated and wholly trained on me, searching for the faintest sign of weakness to exploit.
Right now, we were in the middle of August, the same time of year when the beast race are hit by their biological tickers, their mating season.
After our first meeting, it took me having to beat Ghislaine's ass five more times before she finally decided to submit herself to me of her own volition by making me her "Boss". It honestly surprised me that she took less time than Mila, but she still exhibited signs of that steadfast stubbornness when it came time for me to teach her how to read and write in the human tongue.
This Ghislaine wasn't the same one in canon who suffered from illiteracy after the disbandment of her adventurer's party.
She resisted at first but enforcing my strength to cement my position as the "Boss" of the relationship cracked at her resistance to the point until she had no choice but to comply.
She had no chance. It was basically my whole job to subjugate and enslave others to my will for a living, she should at least be glad that I'm doing this for her own benefit.
I took the long way to my room as I led my obedient kitten across the hallways of the sanctum. Her tail kept wagging as crawled across the floors on all fours like an animal. Like the reading and writing, she was averse to doing this, but more "coercion" from me taught her to respect the pecking order. Now I didn't tell her to go on all fours like this but once Mating Season hit month, she became a whole different person.
No, correction, she transformed into a feral cat. Again, I had to use violence to get her to comply and now she's able to go a full day without attacking me from out of the blue. Gal considered that a huge accomplishment.
I did want to try to beat more sense into her so she's more cognizant when in this state, but now my timetable's pushed up and I would have to give the beast woman what she so desperately craved.
Getting into my room, Ghislaine's tail began wagging faster as her breathing deepened as she took long savory breaths of her "Boss's" room. She was denied the chance to lie with me up until now, so she took whatever chance she took to acquaint herself with my scent.
I had to put a stop to her taking my underwear and clothes though.
Walking over to my desk, I spun around to lean back against it to give my "subordinate" one last glance over her crouched, panting form. Now that I was about to claim the cat girl, I wanted to get a quick taste before diving into the real fun.
"Turn around and present yourse-." Ghislaine didn't even let me finish before loudly scrambling to raise her dougi-clad ass up in my direction while perfectly arching her back. Her tail wagging was doing a good job of wafting her arousal throughout the room.
I chuckled and moved closer to get a better view of her wet gash underneath her damp pants. "Good to see you're as excited as I am…" I lightly tapped the tip of my middle finger against her clothed lower lips which drew a piteous mewl right out of her. Undoing the belt and grasping the waistline, I unwrapped my woman's lower garments to be given a direct view of her dewy pussy lips and sweaty pliant ass.
"A little to hairy for my liking, but we'll see about shaving you later." Now it was time for me to eat. My arms wrapped inwards around Ghislaine's knees to afford me access for grabbing/palming her ass. Lifting her lower body up, I began to trace my tongue across the outer lips of her bushy cunt. The heavy scent of her lust was intoxicating as I swamped her cunt with long dragging licks from the red bead that was her clit to the deep kisses to her lower lips.
Ghislaine's yowling moans grew much louder as she attempted to shove her ass back into my face to urge me deeper.
*SPANK!*
"Hiiiiiiiieh~!"
But I won't allow her to get cocky. She needed to know that I was going to take my time and that she should be glad that I was pleasuring her first instead of forcing her to tend to my bulging shaft. Clutching her hardened ass cheeks, I began getting to work on tongue stuffing her box with my elongated dragon tongue. No crevice within the puss's pussy was safe from me as my tongue lathered any spot that got a reaction out of the horny woman.
It was so rewarding to see her wagging tail, shoot straight up each time I managed to earn an ear-splitting scream and orgasm out of her. Comparing her femcum to my other wives, Ghislaine's sexual fluids possessed a refreshing spicy taste that just seemed to further stoke my own lusts for her. My repeated tongue-fucking eventually pushed my lover to orgasm five times as her body eventually crumpled to the floor in a sweaty heap, but her lower back kept feebly trying to present her drooling pussy to me.
Figures that getting tongue fucked would quell her need for dick despite still being a virgin.
And so I divested myself of my own garments and happily dropped my dick between her cheeks with a meaty "thwack". Feeling the heat and girth of my soldier had Ghislaine go back to piteously mewling and throwing her ass back into me. I breathed out a sigh of content as she inadvertently dragged my cock through the slick bronze valley of her tush and tickling it's head with the base of her tail.
While I would just love to paint her ass and back with my seed, there was a still need that needs sating in not just Ghislaine, but myself as well. Grasping her hip with one hand and tugging the base of her tail with the other I slowly leveled the woman's waist just right for the head of my cock to nudge into the folds of her vagina.
Ghislaine whimpered and tried to slam herself onto my rod. I raised my hand at the poor behavior and-
*SPANK!*
"Nyaaaoowch~!" She hissed in pain/arousal and squirted all over my dick.
"Last warning. Do that again and I'll end things right here…" I growled. Of course, I was just posturing. Today she was getting bred that I can guaran-fucking-tee. But she believed my bluff though. Her ears dropped down as did her tail as she submissively resumed to let me take the reins. "Good girl." I nodded in satisfaction and channeled enough of my Ki to empower my hips to forcibly stuff the entirety of my large cock into her virginally tight cunt.
"O-Oooooooooough!" My lover's inelegant, almost bestial cries would have stoked me to pull back and launch myself into a breeding frenzy, but her bleeding pussy just seemed to want to grip me into place.
"Shit, it might have been a bad idea to go all at once." I grunted and released her tail to slide both my hands down to press my thumbs into her lower back. "Nnnnmf!" I grunted and humped away at Ghislaine's ass, slowly drawing inches of my dick from her choking vaginal canal.
"Fuck your tight! Should have expected that but damn…!" I hissed and kept trying to relax the bitch who couldn't help but continue to yowl and cum her brains out from getting penetrated. Waiting it out for her to relax seemed to take forever, so the next approach more fitting of my role as boss demanded that I simply go to town on her. "Fine, seems like I have to show you the pecking order again!" Allowing more Ki to flow through me, I wrested my dick from Ghislaine's pussy to brutally shove it back in with a resounding smack of our hips.
I didn't even need to use 5% of my power just to plow the kitten's tight and hot pussy. Each buck of my hips forced my cock back into the tight, simmering hell that was her vagina and each jab of its head through her cervix only furthered to tighten her canal.
All of my attention was on her while her focus was anywhere but here as she scratched and dug out the wooden flooring of my room amidst her animalistic moans and grunting. From tail tugging to hair pulling and nipple pinching, Ghislaine only reacted jubilantly with the rough treatment her body experienced. Her body happily allowed for the one who claimed it to do with it as they pleased, and just knowing that she was doing this all instinctively had my blood boiling to finally just cut loose and focus solely on her.
"Fu-Fuck! Here it comes, Ghislaine!" I snarled, my hips blurring as I kept shoving my dick in her drenched hole.
"I-Inside! Nyaargh! Do it insiiiiiide~!" She sloppily moaned and tensed as I leaned her over her back just to sink my teeth in her shoulders. The taste of copper added to my euphoria as I packed her womb filled with my burgeoning seed. Ghislaine's hissing began to peter out as she felt more of my hot cum temper the flames of heat within her as her mind had finally begun to clear just by a bit.
*SPANK!* *SPANK!*
Too bad. Even after dumping a big load in her, I was still hard as fuck and her pussy was still tight enough to make pulling out difficult.
So, without care for the yelping woman beneath me, I roughly tossed her onto my bed, spread her legs out and roughly yanked my dick out of her only to then shove it back in. The mating press is the appropriate position for one who's going through their mating season. The wet "plap plap plap" smacking of my balls against her upraised ass was music to my ears and the annoyance of my fellow neighboring disciples, who dared to bang our shared walls.
But they can eat a dick, I was going to enjoy fucking the daylights out of my new bitch for as long as I like.
Ghislaine released a sharp gasp as I leant over her supine form to press my teeth against trachea. I didn't bite down nor did I put any pressure. This was just the bestial part of me cruelly showing my dominance over her. A reminder that I now hold sway over not just her pussy but her life as well, and Sticky Fingers only confirmed that was indeed turning Ghislaine on.
The bed ominously creaked under the onslaught of my downward descent thrusts into the cat girl's cunny. Droplets of semen and femcum sprayed out to puddle at the edge of the bed as we fucked our way through 10 orgasms.
"Gaahk…Schruuuuururup~! Mmmhn! Glurck~!"
"Fuuuuck…its your first time and you're already getting good at giving head. You truly are a natural at using the sword and being the perfect sheath for me, Ghis." I grunted and played with Ghislaine's beautiful tits as she still
laid supine with head now over the edge of the bed to allow me free access to her throat.
Chiding her not to waste a single drop, I spurted a good load down her gullet before resuming her throat swabbing duties before she even had the chance to recover.
We just kept going at it until either she came down or I accidentally fucked her into a fuck drunk stupor. The latter happened just as the sun began to set. My room was an utter mess with the walls, flooring and bedding clawed and gouged out by Ghislaine, the smell of sexy heavy in the air, and various sexual fluids that puddled the floor. Ghislaine's unconscious, cum stained and gravid form spread out across my bed just added to the mess.
[Ghislaine Dedoldia (T6) Captured – 60 credits]
*KNOCK!* *KNOCK!*
About time little miss voyeur worked up the nerve to act.
Dressing myself back into my dougi with my shroud, I answered the door to greet one Mila Farion, who still held that resting bitch face of hers. Save now she was utterly red and panting up a storm from no doubt watching my rut with Ghislaine.
"El-Elder brother is ready for you…" She spoke in a manner that tried to hide her quicken breath.
I smiled. "Thanks."
"Hmph! I'm only doing as I've been instructed. Don't get it into your head, monkey." Mila glared.
"Oho, I won't." I laughed it off much to her growing frustration. "But before I go, I do remember that I beat you with the others today so I'm ready to give you today's penalty."
Mila stood stock still as her face contorted to that of fury. "Tch! Don't you even dare, monkey! You should focus on answering my brother's summons instead of these f-foolish gam-!" You're shaking legs and red cheeks are giving you away.
Also, I didn't care much for your opinion. In a burst of Ki enhanced speed, I pushed Mila back against the wall of the hallway, and forcibly slid my hand down into her pants to press my index and middle finger against her soaking, tender pussy lips. Huh, what do you know, she went commando too.
"Nah, penalty first." I huskily whispered in her ear. "I want you to clean my room, Ghislaine included by the time I come back. If my room's still a mess, then I'll just have to punish you for it by giving you the same treatment as Ghis." Mila's eyes widened at the "threat". "But if you get everything in order and are still here by the time I get back then expect a reward. Do I make myself clear…?"
"…I…!" Mila clenched her teeth and tried to defiantly look me in the eye. After a full minute, she averted her gaze and sighed. "Damn you…" Moving her chin to face me with my free hand, I captured her lips for a quick kiss and chuckled.
"Good to know we're on the same page…" Releasing her, I paid her lingering gaze on my back no mind as I made my way toward the dojo's main hall. There were three energy signatures behind the door with Gal's energy signature the most familiar out of the three.
One of the other signatures held the same type of presence that Gal had while the other had a presence similar to Ghislaine's.
"Huh, they must be my surprise that the old bastard was talking about." I shrugged and opened the sliding doors. "I've received your summons, teach. Is everything rea-?"
All at once, there were strikes coming right at me from differing angles at the same time.
Neck. Elbows. Knees. Eyes. Ankles. Wrists.
Each blow was fast and meant to debilitate me. The attacker's killing intent was poignant and saturated the air of the dojo hall.
Before I could even get a full grasp of the situation and my surroundings, I reacted with speeds that far surpassed my assailant. In a burst of speed that surpassed the Longsword of Light, which shouldn't be common for the likes of this world, I blitzed past the blows before they could even graze me, and drew Hiramune, one of the blades that Gal gifted me for reaching Sword King status.
The edge of my weapon was mere centimeters away from beheading my assailant, who turned out to be…
…wow, I feel so conflicted right now.
"Hah! Looks like Gull-boy's tales of you were right on the money. Good, I would have hated if the time spent coming here would have been a waste." Uproarously laughed my assailant, uncaring that the red edge of my blade was this close to separated her head from her shoulders.
"M-Mother!" Spoke a woman who looked too similar to my assailant to call a coincidence.
"Hold Neha, it was just a test and he responded appropriately…"
"Heh, good of you to finally make it, punk. We've been waiting for twenty minutes, but you at least proved me right so I'll let your tardiness past just this once." Gal joined the woman with an even more louder laugh. "Now, here's that surprise I've been waiting to show you, punk. You had plans to become a Water Emperor and North Emperor, yeah? Well, I decided to grease the wheels for you and bring to you one of the very few that can get my sword arm twitching."
"Punk, say hello to this generation's Water God, Reida Reia. She may not look it now, but she's actually quite the old hag, barely pushing past her middle ages phase."
"Don't try me, Gal. Otherwise I'll try using Deprivation Sword Kingdom on you too." Reida growled at the Sword God.
"Oh, promise me a good time why don't you."
As the two strongest swordsman that this world has began to bicker, I began to recall a couple of facts in my head.
Reida Reia.
Water God and grandmother to Isolte Cruel.
Known Apostle to Hitogami, who almost killed Rudeus and Co. if it weren't for Orsted's intervention during the Asura Kingdom's Succession War.
…Fuck.
She's hot but also trouble…
Man, what a conundrum. I wonder if my clone is having as much of a hard time leading that adventuring party than me?
"So Elinalise?"
"Yes, hon~?"
"You change your mind about ever starting a family yet?"
"I have but…"
"But?"
"Michael, look at your cock and look at my body and ask yourself if there's going to be room for any fun afterward when I'm expecting your child."
"Well, if that's a problem then we could always just…nah, nevermind."
"Were you gonna say "fuck other people", hon~?"
"Nope, it was a stupid idea. Forget it."
"I'll carry your giant baby if you spent nine months fucking tiny girlcock femboys in front of me every night."
"Ugh, I knew you were going to say some outrageous shit, but I didn't expect that."
"Okay, you drive a hard bargain, but I'm willing to carry three. Three babies just for a front row seat to watch you fuck some femboys."
"Elinalise…Forget it."
"Come ooooooon~!"
"Keep this up and I'll fuck you without a safe word while going Super Saiyan 4 again…"
"Teehee~! Promise me with a good time, honey~!"
Notes:
And that's another chapter done! I hope that you all enjoyed the Ghislaine smut scene! Also the characters: Elphie and Lanletta are canon in Mushoku Tensei but only show up in Roxy's side story manga, so you don't have to remember them but only their importance because they've interacted with Irene and by extension will be shown as important in the story since they were also targeted by "Hitoshit".
The SI and Irene's defenses are superb in avoiding detection and having the fates messed with, but there are ways to work around said defenses. The Company and it's tools aren't always infallible, you know.
Well, anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed the chapter! I'm Out so Peace Out and have a lovely day.
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A Simple Isekai [WC - Current: Mushoku Tensei]
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Chapter 21: Jet Set Go! (2)
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(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
In the forty years since he started his career to become the world's Symbol of Peace, Yagi Toshinori had been through a variety of events that one would could call abnormal in today's already colorful society of quirks and super heroics.
Today was to be his day off after another rough week of pushing his already strained limits to make each second of his patrols count. The roaring flames of One for All pulsed strongly within him, but his weakened form, the container, no longer worked as well as it used to. Now he was working off of 3 hours a day, hoping that no crime would arise once his time was up.
Yagi was aware that he was past his prime and knew the consequences of his continued reign as the world's Symbol of Peace would lead to him dying a dog's death. This was just the price to pay for finally vanquishing the Symbol of Evil and Fear, All for One. No longer would anyone have to live in fear of the Demon Lord as his reign had finally come to an end.
But with THE demon lord fallen, there could only be a power vacuum that would one day create a new evil that would terrorize society. That was why he ignored the warnings of his mentor and sidekick. Sure, the two of them and his old principal had a point about finding a successor that can carry on his work, but without a pillar to support society until then, then who would alleviate the fears and worries of the nation?
No.
No matter what, he will still work to save the day with a smile.
His fractured respiratory system and destroyed stomach may have put a damper on his mood, but that didn't matter. The people deserved their hero, and he will make sure that they will receive until the time comes for his untimely death.
"Quick someone grab that person, he just made off with that ATM's cash!"
"Gyack! Can't he's made out of some sort of liquid!"
"Gyahahahahaha! Come on, fuckers! Just go ahead and try and catch me! If you even can, that is!"
It was supposed to be his day off, but Yagi didn't hesitate to throw caution (and his groceries) to the wind. Being a hero was never meant to be convenient for him, so he took the leap and began chasing the vile Sludge Villain across the city of Musutafu. The cretin was slippery as expected of someone with their intangible form, but he's dealt with this type of Mutant quirk before. He just had to restrain himself from throwing a SMASH otherwise he could risk harming citizens and destroying the buildings around him.
And so he kept tailing the villain on a hot goose chase for hours, and he was worried that he'd reach his limit for the day before he had finally finished tailing the villain through the sewers and emerged to stop them from assaulting an innocent middle schooler.
"Have no fear, young lad, for I am here! TEXAS SMASH!"
One Texas Smash later, and All Might was able to use the wind pressure of his all mighty strength to blow away the villain and simultaneously collect them in two empty bottles of cola that he drank up during the long chase. He turned around to make sure that the middle schooler wasn't too rattled by being next to his strike, but strangely enough, he looked fine.
Odd, but considering the lad's sturdy build, Yagi's disbelief was dispelled.
"Forgive me, young man. I've been chasing this particular villain for hours. Are you harmed? Do you need to be taken to the hospital?" All Might cheerfully smiled and checked the boy over for any injuries. The boy shook his head and smiled.
"No, I'm fine, sir. Thanks." That is a relief.
"TERRIFIC!" All Might laughed. "Then this is farewell, young man. I'm off to deliver this perpetrator to the authorities. When next we meet, I may even be saved by you once you've made your own debut onto the hero scene!"
The boy's eyes widened. "Wait, how would you know that I was going to-?" Yagi had to suppress his amusement. With broad shoulders and muscles that could barely be hidden by that gakuran uniform, he'd be hard-pressed not to notice. A heroic build like that was only the standard for current heroes entering the field, and the minimum requirement to inherit One for All.
...Wait…
In fact, he was young enough and seemed to…
No, he shouldn't trouble this young man. Besides, to simply just entrust his quirk to a boy he'd just met would be a grave mistake and lack of foresight on his part.
"Hrck!" He coughed into his hand and slightly grimaced at the blood in his palm. 'Running out of time' Yagi thought.
No better time than now to leave. "When you've been in this line of work for as long as I have young lad, you start to notice these kinds of things. Now, if you'll excuse me. I. AM-!"
"Wait, sir, I have something important to ask you!" Yagi heard the boy's sudden shout but did his best to focus on centering his strength to his core and legs.
'Sorry kid, but I'm afraid that I'm all out of time. Save them for me when you finally reach the stage of heroism."
"OFF!" In one giant leap, All Might was soaring through the sky. As he searched for just the right place to land and hide himself for his eventual "time out" to Toshinori Yagi, he felt the heavy weight of One for All slowly slipping from his grasp weigh him down. Particularly on his right leg…
…Wait a minute!
"Kid, what are you doing!?" The boy from earlier was clinging to his leg, unfazed by the sheer wind resistance of the hero's massive leap.
"I've got something important to ask you, sir!" the middle schooler said, stubbornly puffing out his cheeks in defiance.
"There's a time and place for things, young man and now isn't the time! You have to let go!" All Might tried his best to pry the boy off of him, but the lad had a steel grip that refused to let him go. The young man blankly looked down then back to him.
"But sir…if I do that then I'll fall to my death."
…
…
"YOU'RE RIGHT!"
"Eh, you just pieced that together, sir?" All Might willed himself not to look at the disbelieving stare the boy was sending him.
But could you blame him for his lack of foresight.
"Hrck! *COUGH!* Shit… *COUGH!*" He was running out of time in his form. Now, he had to hurry up and find a place to power down AFTER dropping of this sudden problem child. The nearest rooftop served as the perfect place as a few alleyways were conveniently placed to hide himself. Heh, to think that the Number One hero was now relieved to sequester himself in damp and dirty alleyways just to find some peace for himself.
Yagi was sure that All for One was laughing at him from his grave.
Plopping the young man down onto the concrete flooring of the roof, All Might quickly strode to the far end of the roof. "Hmph! You should be careful next time young man. You could have placed yourself in fatal danger by pulling a stunt like that."
"Sorry about that, sir." The boy sheepishly rubbed his head and chuckled.
"As you should…now I'm off." For real this time because the hero could literally feel his power slipping through his fingers.
"But WAIT! I still have that question I wanna ask you, sir! It'll be real quick!" Ugh this again?
"Look, young man, I don't have time, so I really mus-!" Huh, Yagi staggered back as a powerful gust of wind followed by the boy's sudden materialization in front of him, had his heart jump for a second. "When did you-?"
"Fast! So fast…' All Might gaped in astonishment. 'Was that his quirk?'
"I'm real sorry sir, but I have to ask you this question…" The boy solemnly bowed his head before looking him in the eye with a determined gaze. "Do you think it's possible for a different Symbol other than the Symbol of Peace to better the world?"
"…!" That was not a question that Yagi would have expected. Yeah, he was expecting something along the lines of the boy asking for pointers, answers to rumors about his identity or even his powers. But nothing like that.
"A different Symbol, young man?" Yagi coughed up, his surprise blinding him to the ebbing flow of One for All finally beginning to cease. Shit, no…!
"Yeah, and this isn't to discredit you sir. Having a Symbol of Peace has done wonders for our society and has made Japan a safer place. Less than 6% of crime occurs thanks to you being around, but…having a single pillar there to carry the burden of a whole nation much less the world seems too impractical." The boy scratched his head and frowned. "No, not impractical. You've proven that its possible, so the right word would have to be draining."
"Being there to be relied on is the true essence of a hero, but if we just keep relying on you then what will happen when you don't show up? Or what will happen when a problem happens in front of us and we just choose to wait for you or some other hero to arrive when something could be done to fix the issue? A society where we are rewarded to turn a blind eye to the plight of another is one that I can't stomach."
"Which is why I want to ask if…if you believe if its possible if a Symbol of Inspiration can fix one of the problems that I see in our society. That it could push others to take action, even if said action ends in failure. To know that everyone had at least tried their best rather than stay complicit, holding out for a miracle to come and save them every time danger looms around the corner. So, Mr. All Might, what answer would you ha-eh?"
"…Ah." Yagi could only blink as the last of the smoke emitting from his body revealed his skeletal and shriveled body for the surprised young man to see. "I…hrck!" He coughed up some blood and quickly wiped his lips. "That's a bit much for a simple question, young man…"
The young man blinked, looked him up and down once, then shrugged. "So, what's your answer, sir?"
"Eh? You're not even going to question why I'm…" Yagi gestured to all of himself. "Like this?"
The young man shook his head and frowned. "I only came to hear your thoughts on my question. It wouldn't seem right to pry when this is obviously a personal matter for you." Yagi sighed in relief but the middle schooler continued while locking gaze with him. "Still, this proves what I'm saying is correct. You look tired and burdened with the weight of keeping all of us safe. It isn't fair that you take up the slack for all of us."
Yagi bitterly laughed. "Fairness has nothing to do with it, lad. I willingly chose this, and I'd gladly keep putting my life on the line to ensure that everyone can go on to live safely and enjoy mundane lives without waves of villains ruining their lives."
"Yeah, but on your own though?" That question gave Toshinori pause for being so poignant. He gave the young man once over and really peered into his spiraling green eyes. Perhaps, that earlier thought of his could bear fruit in regards to choosing his as his successor.
"…You said that you wanted an answer to that question, kid?" Toshinori coughed up. "Then here is what I think of your idea of a "Symbol of Inspiration"…It could work." Toshinori trudged on with his answer before the boy could get too happy about his agreement. "It could work, I'm not blind to the flaws that my reign as the Number 1 hero has wrought on hero society, lad. There are those who work just as hard as me, and still prove to be viler than some villains. There are times where I wish I could every where at once but have to stomach the limiting reality that I'm still only human. There are even times where I wish that the people stand up in the face of a crisis so that my worries can be relieved."
"When I sought to become a Symbol of Peace, my goal was so focused on bringing about said peace that all that came after it seemed inconsequential." Toshinori Yagi grinned at the boy. "Which is why I'm glad that there are those in your generation who can think as you do and plan for a future that I can't make. So, yes, I do believe that a new Symbol could be the solution that the world needs, but only ask that you and your like-minded peers keep an open mind for problems that come with cementing the symbol in the hearts of the public."
The young man blinked for a while before a big smile grew on his face. "T-Thanks, sir."
"Don't mention it…also please don't mention my current state. I wouldn't want the public to panic about how their number 1 hero looks like a decrepit zombie."
"Sure, but…"
"Heh, I appreciate your concern, young man. You even reminds me of my old sidekick, but I can't stop even when I'm like this." Yagi decided to just spill his situation since the boy wasn't even trying to drag it out of him. Pulling up his shirt, Yagi explained his injuries, the cause (excluding All for One), and the time limit said injuries have been imposed on his hero work.
"The world needs a hero, and I need to make sure that everyone's free of fear with my presence."
The boy nodded, "I get it…so how do I help?"
"Eh?"
"How can I help you, so you don't have to suffer like this along, sir?"
Toshinori was not expecting such a whiplash of an offer.
"Young man? You want to-?"
"Just a bit earlier, a close friend of mine forewent their dream of being a hero because her current status without a Quirk had limited her options. So she chose to help me with my line of hero work after I graduate since she wants to technically still be my "hero" after being her hero." The boy explained then laughed with a wide smile. "So, lets just say that I wanna follow her example and be a "hero" to the hero whose suffering in silence. The best I can do is try to make sure you smile."
…
…
'This kid…' Toshinori Yagi's eyes widened. 'He truly might be the one, I've been searching for.'
Yagi chuckled. "You're friend must truly be an outstanding person." It took guts for someone to recontextualize their dreams like that, especially for a young child who must have idolized hero work like the rest of children in this day and age. Being born quirkless himself, Toshinori couldn't help but respect the young man's friend.
The boy swooned. "She sure is…"
"It sounds like you're completed smitten with her too, Young…um…?" Yagi sweatdropped. "I don't believe I ever got your name."
"Mugen Abbot, sir." The boy saluted.
"Abbot? Hm, do either of your parents come from America?" Yagi held out a hand for the young man to clasp into a handshake. Wow was the kid's grip strong.
"Both of my parents actually. They just chose to raise me here." Mugen smiled before it slowly fell upon some realization dawning on him. "Oh, uh, right…here, Mr. All Might." The boy's monkey tail slowly raised two bottles into the air right in front of him. "You almost dropped this guy."
The sludge villain! Toshinori must have almost dropped him when the lad had gripped his legs. Now that would have been disastrous.
"You have my thanks, Young Abbot." Toshinori bowed his head, but the boy quickly waved his hands in denial.
"No no no no! It's my fault for almost creating a mess by wanting to talk to you. If anything, I should be apologizing to you, sir!" The boy deeply bowed his head.
"Hahahaha! Considerate, earnest, and honest too." Yep, Toshinori felt great about this kid. He certainly possessed the right mental and physical qualities that he's been searching for. "As expected of the one who'll become my successor."
"Oh, uh, thanks for the compliment, sir and…wait, hold on…successor?"
Toshinori, no, All Might grinned as he prepared himself to make his pitch to the befuddled young man. He'd have to apologize to Principal Nezu and Mirai after the day is over, but for some reason, he couldn't help but feel right about this young man.
After all, after seeing him at his lowest, the young man's first response wasn't to recoil back in horror that Japan's number 1 hero was essentially near death's doorstop. No, instead his first reaction was to genuinely show him concern and empathize with his plight, and those were just the right qualities that a hero needed.
POV: Mugen Abbot
Mugen had to resist the urge not to throw up.
…But he did it.
He had managed to earn All Might's favor to become his successor and prevented the Sludge Villain from going on a rampage. Okay that last part would have been on him, but he chose not to let that course of action go further because canon can go screw itself with a rusty cheese grater.
Yup, he definitely made the Sludge Villain stayed contained to reduce the damages he would have made had it try to assimilate into Katsuki. It totally wasn't because there was likely chance that Izumi would have ran out to save Katsuki and potentially get her orifices violated by the liquidly bastard.
Yup, Mugen's intentions were completely pure.
Well, Mugen's intentions with stating his dream for creating a proper Symbol of Inspiration was true at least. He wanted to at least inspire others the same way that Izumi inspired him to be more proactive and less jaded when tackling hero society. If he can inspire more heroes to take up the reigns to ensure that there'd be more than one pillar of peace, then his hard work and gratitude toward Izumi would be paid off.
After accepting the offer to become his successor and sitting through an hour of listening about All Might's quirk, One for All, and its history of being passed down from user to user, Mugen went through embarrassing progress of having to strip himself down to just his boxers while All Might verified his physique. Heh, he was cleared of having a body that was more than capable of containing the sheer might of the quirk.
"Now eat this!" Mugen paled upon remembering the skeletal man presenting a strand of his hair to digest. Blech! He'll do his best to suppress the memory from here on out, but…for now, he can safely say that he's now doubly strong with his Ki and an actual quirk.
From what All Might told him, the quirk was simple enhancement of the user's strength with all of the power the quirk had stockpiled over the years. It would be a breeze to mask it underneath his vague "quirk" of Energy Manipulation documented in his Quirk registry. Plus, he won't even have to worry about dying early due to technically being quirkless himself.
The real fun would be trying to unlock the other six quirks within One for All that will make him more of a Jack of All Trades.
But that was for later.
"Urm…Young Abbot, are you sure about this?" All Might in his normal (skeletal) form nervously looked around the homey front entrance to Mugen's family home/dojo/diner called "Abbot Time!". His dad didn't want to invest in three different businesses at once and crammed them together. They did get some customers, so Mugen decided to question it.
Right now, he was here to help his new mentor with his lack of a stomach and deteriorated respiratory system.
"Of course, sir. Even if I'm you're successor, I'll do my best to ensure that you stay in the game for as long as you can." Preferably more than canon if his father's tales of the My Hero Academia manga were to be precise. "Besides, Mama Ames is literally the best when it comes to patching guys up."
"A healing quirk? I'm sorry if I'm skeptical lad but even the best surgeons in Japan could fix what was done to my organs." All Might sighed dejectedly.
"Which is to be expected because they aren't one of THE best medical practitioners in the world. Those rights go to Mama Ames and Mama Riles." Mugen proudly nodded and crossed his arms.
"Mama Riles?" All Might snorted in amusement. "Then tell me, Young Abbot. Why aren't we also going to this other mother of yours?" Mugen had already explained the specifics of his home life and All Might didn't seem fazed by it. Quirk Marriages were a thing and even some of the strongest heroes seemed to possess two or three significant others now and again.
Before the Symbol of Peace's reign had begun, the rise of villains had really kicked Japan's birth rates in the ass, so there were some laws that encouraged raising the birth rate. Especially for the birth rate of star heroes who could produce infants with strong and useful quirks.
"Oh, you don't want that. If you went to see her, then she'd probably cut you open and make you into a cyborg spider or something."
"She would WHAT!?" All Might gaped in horror/disbelief. "You're kidding right?"
Mugen simply smiled and cupped his hands together to scream out, "I'M HOME AND MAMA AMES, I NEED YOUR HELP WITH A FRIEND OF MINE!"
"Young Abbot, I'm afraid I'll need an explanation abou-!"
"Nii-chan~!" Rushing out of the hallway leading to the home's living room was an adorable, white-haired little girl with white horned nub on her head, and innocent red eyes. She came rushing out wearing a red sweater, skirt, and socks while carrying a lazy black and white stripped cat that hung from her arms.
"I'm home, Eri~!" Mugen laughed and lifted the girl and cat into his arms. "Have you been a good little, girl?"
"Mm! Eri has been super poggers!" Mugen reminded himself to beat the shit out of Uncle Natsuki for teaching his little sister that accursed urban terminology. "So has Sibby, too."
The lazy "feline" yawned in his sister's arms and lazily regarded him, and All Might with a lazy yellow eyed gaze. All Might seemed to stiffen as the cat focused on him before tiredly licking their paw. Sweet, looks like Mugen won't have to tell his dad that Sibby wasn't allowed to treat his new mentor as her newest scratching post.
"That's great. I'm so happy the two of you have been on your best behavior. Hey, do you wanna say hi to my newest teacher?" He turned around to make Eri be faced with an off kilter All Might. "Mr. Yagi say hello to my little sister, Eri Abbot. Say hi, Eri."
"Hello, Mr. Skeleton!" Eri cheerfully waved.
"Say hi, Sibby." Mugen chuckled.
*HISS~!*
"Aw, she likes you~!"
"Ahem, yes, I…Good evening, young Eri and…S-Sibby…"
*Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssss~!*
"Young Sibby!"
*PURR~!*
Good, looks like All Might was figuring out the pecking order quite fast.
"Tch! Can't even get some rest after being pulled in to another one of Caenis's spats with that damned Rabbit girl…" Next to emerge from the hall was a fairly attractive, yet tired looking brunette in a doctor's coat with a smattering of freckles that travelled down from her face to her body.
Mama-Ames
"Welcome back, ya little shit. You bring in another stray for me to heal or did you actually manage to find someone tough enough to actually damage you?"
"Swear!" Eri cutely accused and pointed at the woman. Sibby the cat followed along and did the same.
Mama Ames rolled her eyes. "I'll add my 1000 yen to the jar later."
"Another stray to heal, Mama Ames." Mugen chuckled and gestured to All Might who tilted his head in question from being called a "stray".
"Superb…" The woman sarcastically drawled as she approached All Might, who could not be any more out of place by their family's eccentric dynamic. "Name and issue?"
"Y-Yes, young lady, I-."
"Huh…haven't been called young in a long time…" Mama Ames rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.
"Huh?"
"Nothing, go on."
"Y-Yes, my name is Toshinori Yagi, and my current medical issues are-hmmph!" Mama Ames forewent listening to the man's explanation in favor of grasping his narrow boney face in her hand.
Mama Ames shot Mugen a deadpanned stare. "Where the fuck-." "Swear!" "-did you even find this guy, Mugen? He shouldn't even be alive, much less breathing without a mechanical ventilator strapped to his side."
"Oh, a bad guy messed up his guts and so we need your help getting him back to full health." Mugen nodded.
Mama Ames regarded him with an unamused look before shaking her head. "Why not use Eri's rewind?"
"I don't want to push her. Also, dad banned her from using her quirk after reverting all of the beef patties in the kitchen into actual cows."
"Nuh-uh, Sibby made me do it." Eri accused the adorable cat in her arms, who shamelessly smiled with pride.
Seeing that as a lost cause, Mama Ames tried for someone else. "Riley?"
"Mama Riles…really, Mama Ames?" Mugen deadpanned.
"Yeah, should have known that would have been a lost cause." Breathing in, Mama Ames rolled her eyes in defeat. "Fine, I'll do it." She turned to look up at the boy and asked. "The process will take a few minutes so get comfortable."
"Thanks, Mama Ames."
"Um…excfuze mwe but ken uou take yahr hand off meh fech?" Poor Mr. All Might mumbled with Mama Ames's hands on his.
"Sure, just let me put you to sleep first before I start the procedure."
"W-Whu-!?" And in an instant, Mr. All Might went out like a light after getting his melatonin levels spiked up. His skeletal form never hit the floor as Mama Ames's Primal Shroud absconded in fleshy matter all the while keeping contact with the man's body with a singular hand.
"If you're going to stamp the world's number one hero then do so now." Mama Ames advised, leaving a small opening in her shroud to allow Mugen to do just that.
[Toshinori Yagi / All Might (T7) Captured (71 hours, 59 minutes, and 58 seconds until complete capture) – 120 credits]
"Thanks, Mama Ames!"
"Don't mention it…" In a matter of a single minute, the once decrepit form of Toshinori Yagi was now a bonafide 7 foot adonis with rippling muscles and absolutely radiating true health as any blemishes or signs of malnutrition have gone away. "Done. Now he's no longer going to puke up the soda and cheeseburgers that he ate."
"Whoa, super poggers!" Mugen suppressed his inner cringe and stifled his laughter once Eri began to poke at the unconscious form of All Might's huge body.
"I would have just done the bare minimum by simply using the matter from my Shroud to reform and create organs compatible with his body, but…I decided to take some liberties to strengthen his muscle mass and increase his bone density amongst other upgrades to ensure that Mr. Symbol of Peace is at best superhuman in his base form."
Mugen grinned. "Sweet! Now he can still do his hero work and be ten times as durable while doing it too." Not to mention when the stamp kicks in, he'll still have his version of One for All and be reverted back to his prime physical form with Body Defense II active. "Thanks so much, Mama Ames."
He chuckled as the smoke-smelling woman ruffled his hair. "It's your first capture so of course I'm going to ensure that they're healthy to help you. Would be a pretty shit mother if I couldn't do that."
"Swear!" Eri exclaimed.
"Ugh, guess that's 3,000 yen I'm putting in the jar…" Mama Ames sighed. "Anyways, I would have figured you would have captured that Izumi friend of yours first."
"Oh, I will, and I'm currently in the process of working on that right…" Mugen felt the rushing energy signature approaching their front door. "Now."
*THUD!*
"Please excuse me, and thank you for having me over! Muggy-chan is it true? Did you actually get to meet, All Mi-?" His nerdy girlfriend burst through the door only to freeze upon noticing the giant All Might shaped body on the floor.
"Yep, you want to take a picture together of him unconscious before he wakes-?"
*THUD!*
"-up?" Mugen's smile strained as his girlfriend literally fainted on the spot.
"Nooooooooo! Zumi-neechan, don't die! Please don't die!" Eri wailed and ran over to shake the greenette's twitching form.
"Welp, I've done my job. Good luck trying with your girlfriend, Mugen. I'm off to watch cartoons on twitch with Paimon…" Mama Ames yawned and stalked back into the house.
Mugen groaned and shook his head. "Have fun…"
Well, hopefully he can get a Love Confession capture after she wakes up…
Hopefully…
Notes:
Have no fear for I AM HERE with another chapter of this side story! Hoped that you all enjoyed it!
Yeah, the Sludge Villain bit was skipped because...why would it even need to happen? It's redundant and we'd just be retreading old ground. Also, this chapter holds a lot of spoilers for the future of the main story based on some characters being mentioned or actually making an appearance.
Anyways, I hope that you all have a wonderful day!
I'm Out so Peace Out and have a lovely day!
[spoiler=Mugen's Power Level/Battle Power]
Mugen Abbot: 10,720
Muggen Abbot w/ One for All @ 100%: 11,270
All Might (Injured): 105
All Might (Prime): 150 (Not Post-Healing via Mama Ames)
[/spoiler]
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