Kurumi Tokisaki... who is unfamiliar with this girl, she is one of the most popular anime girls and also one of the most dangerous.
"Kurumi, we already made a deal. Are you able to appear?"
Allen listened to her words until the end, but he frowned, made a motion with his hand, and stored the wooden box with the empty coffin in his inventory.
Kurumi seemed sweet and affectionate in her voice, but this closeness was contradicted by the fact that she hadn't appeared throughout her entire presentation.
"Oya~ Don't misunderstand me. I know someone like you wouldn't need to do something as sneaky as assaulting a defenseless girl like me, but my colleagues? Friends? Companions? Fellow countrymen? Ufufu, they scare me..."
"They won't do anything, I promise. Of course, as long as you don't do anything like attacking them... or me..."
"Ufufu, certainly, it was dangerous to appear."
The walls turned black, and from a mirror on the wall, Kurumi emerged. She wore a smile that was part amusement, part sadistic, her eyes locked onto Allen's.
"A dangerous beauty..." muttered Allen.
"Ufufu thank you~"
Kurumi Tokisaki has two kinds of appearances: one as a Spirit and another as an "ordinary girl." Once transformed into a Spirit, Kurumi adopts a striking, dark, and theatrical appearance.
Her hair is black, partially tied into two low pigtails with red ribbons, giving her a provocative look. She has long bangs that intensify her gaze. Her most distinctive feature is her heterochromia; her left eye is a deep crimson red, and her right eye is a golden clock with moving hands, marking the passage of time. It is also the symbol of her spiritual power over time.
Her skin is pale, almost ghostly, contrasting with her attire: a red and black gothic-lolita dress adorned with lace, ribbons, and a corset that accentuates her curvy figure. She wears black stockings and heels and is often seen carrying a musket or antique pistol as part of her spiritual armament.
"Ara~" Kurumi appeared in front of Allen and used her hands to touch his cheeks. "Ara~ I like a guy who knows how to flatter a girl, although I'm more of an (Onne-chan) older sister looking for a younger brother to bully..."
"I'm sorry I don't meet your expectations..." Allen gave her a half-smile.
"Don't worry, I think I still like your bad boy appearance~" Kurumi teased Allen as if she intended to kiss him or bite him, maybe even both. Despite her bold actions, no girl attacked Kurumi because Allen prevented them.
"..." Allen remained silent, watching Kurumi. Her presence exuded an aura of mystery, sensuality, and danger like a porcelain doll turned predator. Her smile was always sweet, but with a deadly edge. She was a beauty with thorns, a girl with a screw loose, a beauty closer to a villain, but at the same time… she seemed to be playing a role in a theater play.
Allen extended his hand and pinched her nose with his fingers. "Girl, stop playing with me..."
"...!?" Kurumi jumped back, displeased. Allen knew that the way to win Kurumi's heart was to act like an innocent, naïve, little brother, but he wasn't going to do that; he'd left that stage long ago.
Allen's gaze turned cold, Kurumi reacted, ready to escape, but her abilities were deactivated.
"Zafkiel?..." Kurumi reached for her golden eye, only to realize she couldn't activate her powers.
Allen walked past 2B, who had taken a defensive stance, and approached Kurumi. "A curious thing to describe is that when the difference is too great between me and my opponent, I can directly deactivate their abilities with The Absolute..."
In front of her, the man became a monster, with an immense and terrifying aura, with eyes full of unimaginable power, with a pressure that made her feel helpless and desperate... all that appeared out of nowhere, making clear the abysmal difference in power.
"Heh..." Kurumi smiled with a drop of sweat falling from her cheek. Allen, standing in front of her, extended his hand and wiped it with his sleeve. Kurumi couldn't move at this point, due to the pressure.
"I don't intend to enslave you, but the last time I gave too much freedom to the dolls, I paid the price. So, I'm sorry, but I won't let you do whatever you want, Kurumi"
This threat, which chilled Kurumi's blood, made her smile with pleasure and blush. For her, this power was exactly what she needed.
Kurumi bowed, holding her dress with the tag. "I understand... I'll be obedient, my Master~"
2B frowned, Makima smiled, Wednesday narrowed her eyes, and Artoria looked at her silently. Most of the dolls could detect Kurumi's lack of sincerity in her words, but this was normal—Kurumi had a distrustful and cautious personality that she disguised with her abnormal behavior.
"Ara Ara, it seems my dear 'sisters' don't trust me~" The girl was surrounded by a theatrical, dramatic, and dangerous air. But even though she was being threatened, she didn't seem worried. "Ufufu, but don't worry, I'll win their trust over time..."
...
The world began to calm down. Allen knew that after what happened with Angstrom Levy, a few months would pass before the story started again, giving Oliver time to grow.
Allen talked about this with his women, friends, and acquaintances. Before, he had let time pass synchronously behind the scenes, but after discussing it with the people closest to him, he decided that this time, he wouldn't do that. So, Allen would alter time to prevent too much from passing in other worlds.
This was to ensure his absence wouldn't be too noticeable. Some girls didn't want this, so Allen had to use temporary isolation to convince them. It worked all too well.
With that said and done, Allen stopped doing live streams, and for him, it would be several months, but for the rest of the worlds, it would only be one day.
(Some months later)
The sound of birds singing as golden light streamed through the window woke a beautiful woman with orange hair and green eyes. She had fallen asleep at the desk in the grand study. The study was filled with shelves of books and the scent of old wood, still giving a comfortable feeling for any work or study.
*Yawns*
Eve looked out the window; the sun had already risen. Strangely, she didn't feel sore despite sleeping in an uncomfortable position. She had a blanket on her shoulders, and a hot cup of coffee was beside her.
"Allen..." She smiled softly, knowing who was responsible for this. Her boyfriend was someone capable of using magic, a kind of power that didn't need immediate effects. With that, the coffee would stay hot no matter when Eve woke up, and it also relaxed her body as if she were sleeping on the most comfortable bed in the world—even while sitting at her desk.
Eve took the cup and drank, feeling peace and calm. On her left ring finger, a ring with a diamond sparkled, indicating that in the future, she would change her surname.
The cool breeze and the sound of birds made her feel happy.
Eve stood up, grabbed the documents she had been working on, and left the study. The hallway was wide and reflected a different aura from the modern luxury of Allen's old apartment. It was more homely.
Eve walked down the hallway until she stopped at one of the many rooms. Jalter, with a look of annoyance, was hiding dust that she had swept under a carpet and was insisting that Nokotan do the same.
"Hurry, Deer, hide it under the carpet..." Jalter said lazily, wearing a lace maid outfit.
"But that's not right..." Nokotan tilted her head in confusion. She was dressed in casual, common clothes.
"Ara~ That's why you'll never stop being punished, Jalter-chan~" Kurumi, sitting on a single sofa, mocked the white-haired girl.
"Shut up and don't call me that, crazy girl!"
Eve laughed and thought, 'Allen forces the dolls to wear maid outfits when they misbehave, but Jalter always does something like this once she's about to finish her punishment. It's as if she enjoys dressing like this~'
"Who is there?!" Jalter shouted angrily, but Eve had already left.
...
Eve stopped and looked through the side windows at the yard. There were a few common deer, which were Nokotan's subordinates. It wasn't surprising that the new house was connected to a forest.
Eve's eyes widened, and she smiled as she saw a cute pink slug on the back of one of the deer, "I don't know if Bocchi enjoys having that appearance. But she looks more like a little Slime... than a slug. Though, her appearance also reminds me of the ghosts from Pac-Man."
Bocchi may have been riding It or she simply fell on the deer while flying and could not get off as she became a slug (A/N: Bocchi cannot fly when she is a slug).
Eve laughed warmly, "Bocchi seems to adopt that form often, even when she's not having a panic attack~ Maybe it's because she's not embarrassed to let Allen pamper her when she looks like that."
*Branch noise*
"Huh?" Eve saw the deer get startled and run off into the forest with Bocchi still on its back. "Bocchi?!"
"Aaa..." Eve could hear Bocchi's faint buzz. 'She'll be fine. When she gets scared, she teleports to where Allen is…'
Just as Eve finished her thought, the door next to her opened, and a completely red Bocchi walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.
"Ahh, I forgot he usually bathes at this time!"
Eve looked at Bocchi with pity as she hurried to her room, embarrassed. Bocchi's emergency system isn't infallible—she'll appear wherever Allen is, no matter the situation. This has led her to show up at awkward moments, like now, when she appeared while Allen was in the middle of a bath.
Eve smiled while biting her lip and looking at the bathroom. She felt she should thank her now-fiancé for the coffee and blanket, but when she got closer, she heard several girls' gasps, all with similar voices. Eve immediately gave up on that idea, knowing that Allen had Kate acting as a cheerleading team at that moment.
"Pervert..." Eve didn't seem upset, which showed how much her mindset had changed regarding this situation over time.
...
Eve reached the large living room and saw Artoria sitting in front of a fireplace in casual clothing consisting of beige leggings and a sleeveless blue blouse, which revealed the pendant that Allen had given her. Dolls don't require additional protection measures as they are virtually immortal, but Allen felt it necessary to gift them the same as his girlfriends.
Artoria was peacefully sipping tea.
'At first, she seemed like a woman difficult to approach, and honestly, she was a bit intimidating. I mean, she's a King and a Goddess! Haha, however, Artoria is quite approachable and cordial, so over time, I learned how to deal with her…'
"Ah… it's not Allen-sama."
'Albedo came out of the kitchen wearing an apron. No, I take that back—she was only wearing the apron.' Eve sighed. 'Albedo is complicated, a woman with hostile tendencies towards other women, especially those close to Allen. This is due to her nature as a succubus, her Yandere tendencies, and her obsession with Allen…'
Eve nodded toward Albedo, who smiled cordially before returning to the kitchen. She wasn't sure if Albedo was preparing breakfast or planning to "breakfast" an Allen.
Ding-dong
Eve smiled and went to the entrance when she heard the doorbell. The double doors at the entrance were quite large. To Eve's surprise, Rebecca was already there, receiving a package.
"Good morning, did you order something, Rebecca?"
"Hi, Eve..." Rebecca greeted her without looking at her, seemingly very happy, while inspecting the metal container with a security code and fingerprint reader.
"It's nothing important, just some palladium and plutonium..."
"Ah, I see… huh?!"
Rebecca vanished with the container before Eve could react. Allen had already told her that the dolls' individual rooms are separate dimensions, so even if a nuclear bomb went off in one of them, it wouldn't affect anything else.
'I understand that for Rebecca, handling plutonium is like dough to a baker, but who the hell sells plutonium?!'
(A/N: Cecil sneezed somewhere 🍷🗿)
Eve shook her head and headed toward the back. There was 2B and Wednesday tending to the garden with Amanda, who seemed to enjoy helping.
Amanda blinked as she watched 2B trimming the bushes with scissors. It was striking, as 2B always wore a maid's dress, though not always the same model.
Amanda stopped pulling weeds and looked at her own clothes. She wore overalls with gardening gloves, unlike 2B, and couldn't help but comment.
"2B, don't you feel uncomfortable always wearing maid outfits?"
"No... I like them. It's like personifying my willingness to serve my master..."
Wednesday, who was watering the flowers not far off, smiled. "Your determination is admirable. I also prefer wearing black, even in summer... but Allen is a man of varied tastes..."
'In your case, it's better to wear appropriate clothing…' thought Eve, remembering how Wednesday wore a black dress even when they went to the beach the second time. Eve couldn't help but feel hot. She could have worn a black bikini but insisted on wearing a gothic dress, which made those around her sweat.
2B looked at Wednesday, confused. "You mean Master will stop liking me if I always dress the same?"
"I wouldn't say that. He adores you, but eventually, you'll have to think about wearing different clothes or it'll be awkward for your children to see you like this."
"Children?!" Amanda and Eve shouted.
2B froze, unsure of how to react.
...
After the shock, Eve snapped out of it and went to the garage since she received a message from Harley. In the garage, Harley was covered in paint while finishing painting a motorcycle with words like "Trick or Treat," "Smile or Die," and "Daddy's Favorite Daughter."
"Hey, Eve~ what do you think?!"
Harley smiled proudly as she showed off her artwork.
"Very unique..." Eve said with a forced smile.
"Right? And just wait until Becca installs the rocket launchers on it!~"
Eve left the garage without saying anything more.
...
"What a morning...." Eve murmured, tired. It seemed her good mood had worn off quickly.
"Good job..."
Makima appeared in the hallway and offered Eve a bottle of water. Eve accepted it with a smile.
"I should've stayed in the studio... Haha."
Makima smiled faintly and looked at the sky. Eve did the same. It was quite strange, and many women in this house were dangerous, but now it was her home, and strangely enough, Eve didn't mind.
Allen's life in these months was good but the gears of history were moving again closer and closer to their inevitable end.
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In Supernax, the high-security prison, Doc Seismic was meditating as vibrations echoed all around him.
Beneath the ground, many ancient creatures born from the pressure of the Earth's core advanced slowly, summoned by his call.
"Walker... you have been my nightmare for a long time. It's time I win!"
In the canon, these ancient creatures are capable of withstanding blows from a stronger Mark Grayson, and they even managed to defeat him.
Unbeknownst to many, several superheroes were in danger.
...
Far out in space, deep in the distance, Omni-Man was on the ground, bleeding, prostrated before a man.
This imposing man looked at Nolan without expression as he sat on his throne.
"So... Nolan, you failed the empire... I should gut you and let your intestines hang from the ship... however, I'm curious about that human who has done more damage to the empire in a year than the Coalition in a thousand years..."
"R-Regent..." Nolan tried to speak, but with his throat torn apart, he could barely do so. "That man is dangerous... the empire shouldn't even mess with him..."
Thragg stood up and walked to stand in front of Nolan.
"Everyone, be on alert!" General Kregg warned the other Viltrumites present.
"You're pathetic." Thragg looked at Nolan with disdain, then stomped, splitting the space castle in half. Thousands of soldiers and personnel from other races who served the Viltrumites were in that place, but they were all ejected into space when the castle was destroyed, dying on the spot.
Nolan fell into space but was caught by Thragg.
"I can't believe one of my best men turned into a cowardly bastard!" Thragg's face contorted with rage. "Even if you die, you will die fighting, that's how we Viltrumites are, not pathetic bastards like you, Nolan!"
"..." Nolan silently looked at Thragg; he had already accepted his fate.
"I won't kill you… Nolan, you deserve something special. I'll bring your children and that woman you miss so much, and kill them in front of—"
Nolan struck Thragg with all his strength, causing him to release him.
"BASTARD! IF YOU DARE DO THAT, I'LL KILL YOU– U?!!!"
Returning the gesture, Nolan's words were interrupted as Thragg, the Regent of Viltrum, appeared before him with his fist piercing his chest.
"Was that what made you weak, Nolan?"
"ARGHH!"
Thragg withdrew his fist as Nolan's organs were shredded. Nolan felt the strength draining from his body slowly.
"I'm sorry, Mark... take care of your brother... I'm sorry, Debbie... I'm sorry for being such a bad husband..."
"You're truly pathetic... even now... you still embrace that weakness!"
The cold words from Regent Thragg were the last Nolan heard.