"It's over…"
Menjou Hare collapsed onto the floor, mind in a daze, no longer caring about the chill beneath her. After half a day, her role as a witness had finally come to an end.
And at the very end, he finally poured a great deal of ardor into Kuhouin Arisa.
"From now on, you belong to me—no objections, right?"
Gazing directly at Arisa's weary eyes, Rei Ao asked.
"… …"
Arisa was filled with complicated emotions.
At first, she had the pride of a wealthy heiress. But here, before Rei Ao, that pride had been thoroughly torn apart. Not only her pride—her dignity had been trampled as well.
She could never have imagined serving alongside other people, and certainly never imagined being brought to who-knew-how-many climaxes in rapid succession right after her very first time. She couldn't even imagine how abstract her expression and the words she'd cried out must have been at those moments.
Logically, she should feel hatred, feel anger. Yet she didn't.
Arisa was appalled to discover that she actually felt excitement, thrills—a fascination with that kind of feeling. Especially now, as she clung close, staring into this man's eyes, she suddenly realized how truly captivating he was—even his eyes were enchanting.
Her heartbeat sped up.
Was this… the feeling of love?
"All right."
Kuhouin Arisa answered without the slightest hesitation, her voice especially gentle.
"Everything I have, including myself, belongs to you. Please go out with me; please 'develop' me more."
"… …"
Rei Ao stayed silent. His training session this time had succeeded—maybe too well. Casting a glance at the still-upright tip of her heart region when she spoke, he thought: Good grief, he'd turned a proud heiress into a masochistic young lady. Still, that was fine. Originally, he wasn't fond of her scheming personality anyway. Having her be an M-type in front of him worked out nicely.
"In the future, I'll see that you get thorough 'development.' Get up and tidy yourself; we'll leave in a bit."
He patted her cheek, then also said to Futaba, Rio, and Inori, "All of you put your clothes back on."
"Mm."
Watching the few on stage as they got dressed, Menjou Hare still felt as though it wasn't real. She couldn't fathom that one day she would personally witness such a wild spectacle.
When Rei Ao, swinging his excalibur, walked over to her, Hare was like a startled, bashful rabbit, not knowing where to look.
"Give me your hand."
"!!!"
Rei Ao spoke, and she jerked, hurriedly offering her left hand.
"Your other hand."
"… …"
Her right hand, wrapped in bandages. Rei Ao took that hand, and in an instant the bandage disintegrated. One could see a bright red cut in her palm—clearly the injury from when she'd been cut by the crystallization while helping Arisa. A closer look revealed tiny crystallized granules embedded there. Not only had she been infected, but crystallization had begun. Its speed wasn't as fast as Arisa's, though.
"Since you fulfilled your part of the agreement, let me give you a present."
At that, Hare saw a soft green glow pass lightly over the wound on her hand. Before she could even feel any pain, she realized the crystal was gone, and the cut was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, just as mystically as when Rei Ao had cured Arisa twice before.
"Rei Ao-san… who in the world are you?"
Never before had Hare witnessed anything so magical. If it were made public, it would cause a huge stir.
"You'd like to know who I am? Then I'll humor you, that small request."
[Ding! You have chosen to grant group membership to: Hare, Ouma Mana, and Kuhouin Arisa!]
"She counts as a separate individual?"
Ouma Mana—he just tested it out. At first he'd assumed her relationship with Inori resembled Futaba and Rio. He didn't expect that the group recognized her as separate from Inori.
Once these few gained subgroup access, the surge of knowledge into their minds made their bodies tremble.
Hare wore a shocked expression.
"An…other world?!"
Arisa, whose blouse was still not fully buttoned, panted sharply.
"Rei Ao-sama—no, Master, so your identity is that extraordinary… No wonder you conquered me!"
Upon learning where Rei Ao came from, every barrier in Arisa's heart vanished. Identity?
Nobody in this world could compare to Rei Ao, who could cross worlds. A man that charismatic, mysterious, and powerful—one who had subdued her so thoroughly—was someone she was proud to have. Becoming Rei Ao's woman didn't make her uneasy at all; she even felt a certain pride.
Yes, Arisa was that kind of beauty worshiper who revered strong men. And what's more, that first "development" by Rei Ao awakened her unusual tastes. She suspected she could never live without his "size" again.
"You… you're actually not from this world, no wonder…"
Inori murmured. This time, the one speaking was Ouma Mana. She'd suspected all sorts of identities for Rei Ao, but never this possibility. Now she understood why he could cure the Apocalypse Virus, sever Mana's link to it, and remain unconcerned about being Adam in the Apocalyptic sense.
"These details aren't that important."
Rei Ao waved a hand dismissively.
"Arisa, from now on, let Inori and Mana stay with you—alright?"
"Of course it's alright. I'll follow anything you say, Master!"
Arisa agreed without delay.
"Wait, did you mention my name?"
Ouma Mana, astonished. After realizing how powerful Rei Ao was, she'd figured he'd eliminate her. So now…?
He merely gave a calm smile.
"You think even if you restore your link to the Apocalypse Virus, it could threaten me?"
"… …"
Mana had nothing to say. The word "threaten" jarred her.
"Besides, didn't you say you wanted me to be Adam? Then from now on you can be my Eve. I plan to keep you under my care."
"You… I…"
For a moment, Ouma Mana was too flustered to speak, unsure how she felt—anger at his belittling her? Relief and joy at being valued? Altogether chaos.
After a long look at him, she said, "Fine, do as you please. But you'd better watch out if I regain the Virus' power."
Leaving that near-"threat," she retreated into the depths of consciousness once again.
Inori had witnessed it all, understanding her body's situation, wearing a worried expression.
"Rei Ao-kun, could she end up hurting you?"
"Heh."
Rei Ao smiled.
"Don't overthink it; she can't hurt me. She was just acting up just now. The two of you try to get along."
Within Inori's consciousness, Mana blushed, clenching her fists.
"Acting up? This damn Adam!"
"Oh, right."
Rei Ao remembered another person.
"Menjou Hare—want to come along too?"
"Eh?"
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