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Mamori Tokonome felt like she had the madness of the world thrusted onto her in an instant. One moment she was at her school, ready for P.E class, and the next moment she was waking up on a beach. Stranded on a seemingly paradisiac island; her school's PE uniform the only (and unsuitable) attire that she had. That alone was strange enough, but now 2 weird girls in bikini were making fun of her name because her surname was written with the same Kanjis as the word virgin, and then they started suddenly fondling each other in front of her like a couple of perverts!
While Mamori was too shock to really say or do anything, that didn't matter as something would stop the lewd charade. The frisky foreplay stopped when everyone froze their sights at the violent echoing of reality cracking apart, the sight of it exploding apart making them look in horror and fascination.
Inching closer was the distant and ever-closing noise of screaming and cursing of a rough voiced being, as they crashed face-first into the sand at terminal velocity, rooted right near Mamori.
Several seconds of silence passed as they stared at the sight. The young man freed himself from the self-imposed prison with ease, groans of annoyance, rather than struggle, emitted from his exasperated mouth. "I'm gonna kill that annoying f*cker Azazel," he mumbled, the others unable to fully make out what he said.
***
Keiji Hiryu. Red Dragon Emperor. War Hero. Many names could be used to describe the young delinquent.
It had been 6 months since he had his massive wedding and his days had been in quite peace at the castle in his new territory during the holidays, which is where his lovers had gladly taken up residence in (Yasaka was an exception, but she had a private magic circle to come and go from Kyoto at any point of the day).
While the ability to manage property at such a young age and without much prior experience was difficult, things had run smooth thanks to Rias and Ravel helping him take care of most things and because it was mostly void of any life living on it despite its respectable size.
Venelana had speculated it was probably an attempt of the few higher-ups from the Great King Faction to limit his already massive influence, but the area was still fantastic with the abundance of river, flourishing plains and forests, even several small mountain ranges. Trying to limit him more directly would have resulted in Serafall and Sairaorg's wrath concentrating on the lot. The former pointing out they could build a large city on the area near the castle quite easily, with the only issue being finding people to move there and actually populate the territory; not to mention it would pose an increase in management difficulties quite a bit and Sona, Seekvaira, and Serafall, were still teaching the young dragon how to properly take care of such a place.
All of that had led Rias to ponder on whether or not she should even return to school once the break was over. Honestly speaking, and from her own interests, she joined because of her fascination with Japan while Sona found it to be a good chance of practicing how to run places of education for the sake of her future dream. However, their love for Keiji gave them something to treasure and focus on more. It worked out for Sona, too, as her managing the territory still aided her dream but on a grander scale than what being a high school council president would be.
Keiji himself had no want, need, or desire for returning to school at the current point he was at. Not needing the normal human education, and having more money, fame, status and land than he ever dreamed of despite still being a teenager, there wasn't any need to pursue any real career. Instead, he could live a good life and watch the sun rise on a grateful universe. His wives all content with the choice he'll make.
While the big decision was still present, Keiji looked to see Azazel coming up to him. That usual smirk of his never changing. "Looks like you could use something to take your mind off things. I reckon these many months have been hectic."
Keiji nodded. "Sure has. I'm living something that should have been impossible long ago. If those small things never happened, I'd probably still be miserably fighting for my life."
Azazel placed his hands around his head. "It may seem like an easy choice, but some things can always leave you with uncertainty. For now, you need to get your mind off things, and I've got just the thing for that. Coincidentally, I'm working on a big project that needs your help."
'It's Azazel. That's usually not a safe thing on it's own, like boarding an airplane with someone whose special ability is to run away. Then again, the decision is jarring me. I'll bite, I guess.' Keiji swallowed the lump in his throat. "Alright, I'm listening. I'll just contact Rias and rest I'm going to help you for the day and I'll be back soon."
With that done, and a snap of the fingers, Azazel took him to the location. "So I was sitting there, barbecue sauce on my—"
"Azazel, I'm going to smack you if we get any more deviations."
Azazel frowned. "So jokeless. Moving on, I was studying up on science and my interests made me get a bit deep in the puss*— I mean, the project! From there, I created an experimental wormhole machine, which should theoretically allow for travel beyond the limits of the Dimensional Gap to, supposedly, distant universes by punching a hole through space-time!" he proudly declared.
Keiji deadpanned. "That sounds stupidly dangerous.' Internally, he found it interesting, though he'd never want to hype up Azazel.
"Of course it is!" Azazel happily said, the mad lad. "We would need an anchor on the other side to exist first so we could establish a safer portal, so to speak. However, the lucky person going on this journey first would be akin to being shot from a gun through the Dimensional Gap with no idea where you'd end up."
Keiji's face grew more weary at Azazel's casual explanation. 'Am I supposed to be his idiot's guinea pig? I wouldn't be surprised if his own subordinates try and run away from him.'
"Well, you might be thinking something along the lines of, 'Am I supposed to be this idiot's guinea pig?' and 'I wouldn't be surprised if his own subordinates try and run away from him,' right?" Azazel said.
Keiji just sighed. 'How in the Jojo f*ck did he do that?'
"But you see, it's important. I figured since Great Red kinda likes you, or, at the very least, doesn't see you as worthless, I thought he might be able to complete the trip safely."
"You still don't sound 100% sure that I'm not just gonna explode when trying it out."
Azazel laughed off his concerns. "You're being crazy, kid! I'm 90% sure everything will be fine," he stated.
"The other 10%?!" Keiji crisply pointed out with glare.
The fallen angel ignored the complaint as he activated the machine, which was accompanied by him throwing Keiji an odd watch. "Don't lose it or we may never find you."
"Uh, bitch! I didn't consent!" Keiji called out to him.
His shouting was put on pause as Keiji couldn't help but feel the incredible, invisible suction force and his body shot towards the machine like a meteor while Azazel waved him off. "Have fun!"
The next moment, the door slammed open as Baraquiel rushed in with a panicking face. "Don't do it, boss!" he shouted, only to see the portal-generating machine on and Keiji nowhere to be seen; of course, Azazel there, too.
"Relax, old friend," Azazel spoke, pointing to the machine's screen. "Everything is under control," he added, pointing to the signs that showed all of Keiji's vitals and signals were reading fine.
'Signal Lost' were the next things to appear on the machine suddenly, making the both of the fall silent and stare at the bruh moment that occurred; it seemed the machine did a little thing called trolling.
"His wives are going to inflict a fate worse than death on you, Azazel."
To say Azazel wasn't sweating in his own sweat, cause of the sweaty situation created, which made him all sweaty was putting the sweaty situation lightly. "Well, f*ck! Um, I really need to try and fix this!" Azazel told himself, rapidly flipping around with the buttons.
***
The intrepid individual flew through the Dimensional Gap at record speed, his screams increasing as he moved faster with each passing moment. "What the f*ck is going on?!" he shouted.
"NO f*ckING CLUE!" Ddraig, uncharacteristically, shouted back. With the speed that they were moving at, it was only due to their connection that they could hear each other.
"f*ck you, Azazel!" Keiji cursed.
The grand wings of Great Red marked his arrival. Now there was hope. Great Red had helped once, and Azazel remarked Great Red liked him, so Keiji did hold onto the possibility that Great Red would help him.
Only for him to fly past them, and give a wide wave. "I do what I do because I want to...nothing else~!"
'So much for the power of friendship!' Keiji thought, vanishing into the void with no hope. 'Man, this some bullsh*t!'
***
"My drip is ruined, too!" Keiji groaned in annoyance, dusting the sand off his body as he stood over the girls present. "They're gonna need a new fallen angel leader when I get back!"
"You can think about that later. For now, where are we? The air feels different somehow," Ddraig warned him.
"U-um," a feminine voice squealed out, making Keiji look to the short, cherry-haired teenage girl. Her hair was tied in pigtail braids with a cat clip clipped at the left side of her bangs and brownish-hazel eyes. Despite having ample breasts and plentiful buttocks, her face and height resembled a middle school student. "Are you... okay?" she shakily asked.
Keiji flashed his eyes a couple times before looking to the girl, her school bloomers showing off her name, while she continued to look worriedly at him. The pair in sexy bikinis were standing nearby, looking owlishly at him.
The less curvy of the two has shoulder-length black hair that hangs on the left side, brown eyes and small pink lips. Along with her slender, toned figure, she has deep tanned skin, relatively small breasts and slender waist that spreads downward into moderately wide hips.
Keiji watched the one with the Tsubasa-type body seemingly frozen in the middle of fondling a busty beauty. Her shoulder-length brown hair that is held together by a bow at the back. Her eyes looked lazy and droopy, not to mention she had puckered lips; her yellow bikini showing her Rias-level curves.
'Did Azazel send me to a setting of one of those hentai games that trio is always babbling about at school?' Keiji thought.
Finishing that thought, he remembered that he had pretty much left the girl's question hanging; turning his head to her, Keiji nodded. "I'm fine," Keiji responded.
The masculine tone and the bad boy looks of Keiji were enough to make Mamori's heart race, as a fierce rush of flames moved against her face at the sight of the teenage male.
The bikini duo pointed fingers at Keiji like he was public enemy number one. "How are you here?! There's a man! Here, on Mermaid Island! How is he here, Aoi?!" the brown-haired one asked.
Keiji and Mamori showed a momentary glance at each other. They didn't get what the giant fuss was about, though Keiji was starting to formulate a couple possibilities.
Aoi shook her head. "How should I know, Momoko?! I'm just as surprised! I can't believe that a man other than Governor Akira actually showed up, and from some random portal in the sky no less!"
More bizarre events piled up as another dramatic arrival occurred, though the subject involved was female. She landed calmly, but was immediately shocked as she took a moment to pause at the sight of a male, her eyes blinking. The quirky glance he sent her way making her slightly flustered.
The beautiful girl had tan skin with cascading floor-length blond hair with chestnut highlights that has longish bangs with an ahoge sticking up from the top of her head. Her dark pink eyes bordered along the spectrum of purple. Her heavy chest matched fairly with her slightly above average height and her mouth was small, due to the way her lips were pursed; it created a stern expression.
Her dress sense was also inconsistent with the surroundings they were in. It was an untidy school uniform of unknown alma mater/origins with white blouse is left un-tucked and always has the top and bottom buttons undone, the half-open necktie is dark brown with a single white stripe down the center, the blazer is dark brown with gold piping and scarlet collar, a blue and gold insignia on the left breast, the skirt is a red tartan with black and white stripes, black combat boots and fingerless black gloves.
The new girl stood between Mamori and Keiji. "I'll protect you two!" she declared, further perplexing the pair.
"What would we even need protection from?" Mamori asked.
"And who are you?" Keiji asked.
"Mirei Shikishima," she muttered.
Aoi and Momoko snapped out of their shock from the tanned girl's declaration. "This has been quite crazy, but we're still going to follow through with our orders!" Aoi spoke out.
Momoko nodded. "We were only tasked with bringing the virgin in but we'll also be taking you in, mysterious man!"
"I-it's not virgin!" Mamori bashfully called out, referencing the grammatical similarities between her surname and the word virgin .
Keiji's body relaxed when he saw what the duo did next while Mamori was squealing in embarrassment at the repeated action. 'What the f*ck is going on? It's a nice view, but I just have a lot of questions.'
Just when things couldn't get even more confusing, the three of them watched as Momoko, at the point of climax, suddenly transformed into a bizarre firearm. The large black rifle had a triangle protrusion at the back of it, with a large red pearl stuck in the middle of it. Strangely, part of the actual weapon were composed of two triangles connected by three pillars; the second and last ones were the main firing point, with one scope surpassing the twin thinner ones.
"They've performed a Drive," the blonde one responded.
'Drive? Is this some sort of weird Sacred Gear parallel or power from the people in this world?' Keiji thought.
"We don't have to worry about it, because I'll take care of it," she stated, reaching out for the still blushing Mamori.
To her surprise, Keiji ignored her and casually moved closer to the gun-holding lady, surprising Aoi due to his boldness. "My name is Keiji Hiryu. I'm not in the mood to hurt some cute girls who haven't tried anything yet, but I will wipe the floor with you try and attack, so do us a favour and lower your friend so that no one gets hurt."
A persuasion perfume flowed from Aoi's perspective as she listened to the young man introduce himself, even Momoko was shaking in a similar fashion. "D-don't underestimate us!" she answered back, releasing yellow bullets.
Flashing on Keiji's arm was the Boosted Gear as he casually gathered all the shots within the palm of his hand, leaving everyone dumbfounded at his power.
Mamori's self-proclaimed protector narrowed her eyes. 'His power... Is it the same?'
Keiji flashed his teeth. "My turn, right?"
"BOOST!"
One step forward and with a single flare of aura, every girl falling to their knees and left at a loss of words and breath. Momoko's form returned to normal as she and her partner moaned out in defeat, dropping down to the sound and unable to move in his presence.
Keiji's face collapsed into disappointment. 'No way it was this easy."
Unfortunately for him, it was this easy. Both Aoi and Momoko were pleading for mercy, as Keiji's figure over them made him appear more demonic than he actually was.
'I knew I was stronger than the average supernatural person back in my world, but I thought that people in a supposedly different universe where they also had powers would house some decently strong... but they couldn't even handle one Boost; hell, I think the Boost was already an overkill.'
Sighing in disappointment and a day ruined, Keiji dismissed his power, allowing the two panting girls breathing room. "There, I'm not going to hurt you, but I'll be taking some answers."
Keiji moved his head back to the others. "You two okay as well?" he asked.
Only to have Mamori jump him and steal his lips with the same sheen of lust that he was all too familiar with. "Please take me," she whispered, eyes lost in mindless affection.
"If you're sure? What's your name?"
Mamori smiled, snuggling closer. "I'm Mamori. Mamori Tokonome. And I've never been so sure in my life! More than anything right now!"
Already used to such things happening, Keiji shrugged at pulling another one. 'Well, I may as well try and find some enjoyment now that I'm stranded in another universe until that idiot hopefully finds me.'
Keiji's eyes also noted the blonde staring at the two of them with equally horny eyes. Still on her knees, her breasts were clawed at by her hedonistic hands and her breath exploded through the air with each inhale and exhale. 'I'll give her a go next.'
Focusing his efforts onto Mamori, he grinned as Keiji reached for the edge of his boxers and freed it from the prison, allowing Mamori's heart to move into overdrive at seeing something harder than the most magnificent of diamonds.
'Oh...'
'My...'
'God!'
Mamori's fingers mindlessly danced around the fist-sized tip, a gulp in her throat as she looked to her drippling slit. "I'm going to put this into me," she muttered to herself, unable to fully comprehend the Leviathan she was dealing with.
Keiji sucked his teeth as his body bucked, tempted to run Mamori through with his length. Vigour pulsated through every inch of meat presented to Mamori, the dripping of pre-cum sticking to her fingers and making her rub along it.
"I want it badly, too. B-but I'm scared I'll shout my lungs out if I take it right away."
Keiji nodded at her. "Just don't take too long. Others are waiting," he jokingly responded, calming his breathing to try and slow down his lust.
It was rough being unintentionally teased for this long but Keiji held off as the girl soon had plenty of it running down his shaft; a smile on her face at the hard work. 'Alright! Here I go!'
With a leap of faith, she fell down onto the mountain. Her cries were loud and instantaneous as she found herself stuck and in love at the first moment. Even better was when Keiji, thanks to his inhuman strength, casually helped lift her up and down at alternating speeds.
"I don't think... I'll be... the same!" Mamori grunted out, acknowledging her stretched out puss* with an extended groan as she moved on deeper.
Keiji had to shove his erection harder into space, intruding deeper and traversing her insides with enjoyment. He gripped her chin, swiftly taking her lips right after.
The sound of smooching helped intensify the lust in the other three as they imagined themselves in a similar position to the lucky Mamori, who was able to personally witness and interact with the miracle meat itself.
'I'm not sure I can wait much longer!' the blonde one thought, squinting her eyes to try and calm herself in any manner possible. The burning itch persisted, and even if she did close her eyes, the noise reverberated throughout the area.
Aoi and Momoko did everything they could by playing with each other. Focusing on the stronger features of each other, they frantically played with each other to achieve some positive result, but it only made things worse as their imagination was charcoal to their blazing brains, escalating their own libido's.
Her insides tingled, and more dopamine flowed through her body, fuelling the increase of speed from her own hips. Happiness flying in every nerve she possessed as Mamori's tongue fell flat for Keiji to roll over as the noises overflowed into microphone moans (mainly from Mamori).
Over and over again, the impact of his hammer ironing out her insides was making Mamori see stars in the sky, even though her eyes were closed. The sensation spread across her whole body, plaguing control over her rationality. However, at the current moment, she was ascending beyond mere rationality and continued to enjoy the time of her life.
Faster than Mamori would have been able to explain, her body compulsively tightened up on him before her muscles loosened up and she drenched herself all over him.
That would have been it, had it not been for the fact that Keiji's release came quickly after. The duration for it to finish was a lengthy one as Keiji had to use her puss* to milk him further before he'd drain himself inside of her. Every second that his milky creamy washed her womb, the more her facial muscles creased in blistering bliss, as it finally ended with Mamori literally glowing with a f*cked-silly face.
A light overtook Mamori as she soon morphed abruptly. She was now an ornate, large cutlass with concave ridges at the base of the blade, but was perfectly fine moving forward; a shiny silver skin as her blade. The handle was coloured a maroon ruby, with a golden basket-shaped guard that had the silver of the sword merging on the outside of it. A golden curved cylinder pommel with a ring connecting it that held the purple tassel.
Before Keiji could comment on the sudden moment, it underwent a second metamorphosis. This time she was a regal double-sided spear, a golden cylinder pommel with a planetary ring around it. It started with a golden disk, which was soon followed by a gold pedestal cross-guard to hold the silver eagle wings that spread out of it; each wing progressively stretching further than the lower one. A hollowed out outline of a spear topped it off, with the vacancy filled by a mechanical silver orb with a gold coating in the middle and a seafoam green middle. Branching out of the hollow spear outline were golden protrusions that curved to mimic a diamond but straighten out before they could meet at the top. A golden pentagon is situated above it, with a low-hanging U-shaped extension. It features a smaller symmetrical golden eagle cross-guard that brandishes the blade. The outside of the blade was bathed in gold, while the interior kept the silver shine.
"Is that the norm here?" Keiji asked out loud.
"I feel amazing in every way!" Mamori spoke from the weapon, making the male look in confusion, though it was short-lived as she eventually reverted to a naked-creampied girl and just laid atop of Keiji, arms too tired, but instinctively clinging to him.
The confusing concept of sexual stimulation equalling power puzzled Keiji. 'That'd definitely been Issei's ability,' he offhandedly thought.
Licking made him look down to see Mirei, stripped out of her clothes, crawling to their side and sliding her tongue against the cum-covered core of Mamori, making the latter weakly whimper at the sensation.
Seeing the next one in line for him, Keiji moved behind Mirei and lined himself with her entrance. The latter bucked her buxom back and forth to try and hook herself onto the c*nt-cruncher, which Keiji gladly helped speed up the process.
Tying some of hair into his hand, Keiji pulled back and fired in, making Mirei strike her tongue harder into Mamori and moan into it.
Mirei's puss* was already heavily attached to the rod pounding into her, the muscle fibers all contributing to horny hypertrophy as she squeezed for dear life against him, enough to make Keiji suck in the air at the hidden strength.
His spare right hand floated against her fat ass, allowing the skin-to-skin contact to gently tease things as he continued rutting himself into her. Sure enough, he was gripping it in his claws in no time, unable to hold back at her beauty.
Drool started slipping from Mirei as her lips quivered from feeling the force of gravity weighing down on her as the swollen sword plunged through any womanly wall she had, finally drawing at the core.
'There's not enough space!' Mirei noted in both fear and arousal, unable to conceive of such a being existing.
The sound of jelly moved in the area as Keiji went to town on marking Mirei as his own, aggressively spanking her until a nice cherry glow was visible for him to look at. "I hope you're ready!"
Mamori's loud moans added to the other two's pleasure, spurring them to continue working out with each other. Mirei was gripping Mamori's breasts while she sloppily kissed Mamori's c*nt like it was a wedding proceeding.
Seeing this, Keiji followed her moves and Mirei was having both butt and breast used at once by the ravenous dragon. The feeling of domination travelled along her body, making her legs shake and lose control, with the rest of her reaching a similar fate.
With a head held backwards, Keiji gave one last injection into Mirei before they both audibly groaned at the feeling; Mirei the winner at being the louder of the two, with Mamori's energy too low to exert too much vocal energy.
Mirei's were glazed with a sheen of euphoria as they dropped, and her lips were awake and apart, whole body in awe at the feeling. The process of sex was simple, but the way and the amount of sem*n that poured into her felt like she was being reborn again. It was hard for her to put into exact words, because she was feeling drained and filled up, and so she happily collapsed on top of the Extar.
"Now that is done, I have some questions for—"
Keiji stopped when he saw that they had long ditched their swimsuits, positively drenched and dripping in arousal as they stared at his dick with ravenous lust; tongues and eyes loose and uncontrolled.
"Welp, here we go again," Keiji remarked. 'Reminds me of when I got Katerea and Jeanne to change sides.
Grabbing the Extar and Liberator duo, he put one on top of the other. Momoko on the bottom, Aoi on the top. With that, Keiji wasted no time and went right into Momoko's puss*, the loud moan making all parties smile.
Keiji leaned in close enough to the girls whenever he launched himself inward, allowing Aoi time to swoon over his chiselled body grinding against her. When he was away from her, Aoi took the opportunity to always have some fun on standby. This involved suckling the breasts of her partner, with the Extar moaning at the lewd way the Liberator used one of her most prominent features.
"You're both so naughty!" Momoko breathed out with as much coherency as one could with a flood of pleasure.
Keiji laughed at her horny hypocrisy, and only moved harder into her as a result. The weight of his multi kilogram balls boxing with her bubble butt. The sounds of it reaching all ears as everyone continued to enjoy the feeling that was present.
Momoko's legs wrapped around her partners as much as possible, stubbornly tightening as she moaned her last and came against Keiji. His load sloshing inside her, and with the same situation with Mamori, she transformed into a more advanced looking version of the gun Aoi wielded, then reverted back to normal.
"It's my turn, right?!" Aoi happily asked.
Her face was held by soft hands, then she was kissed by her own partner right after. Seeing the yuri action, Keiji smirked at his stimulation and ran himself into Aoi... all at once. Due to the sudden impact of this, Aoi slipped up and Momoko seized the opportunity to take control of their tongue twister kisser competition.
'I may not be able to move much after what just happened, but I can kiss just fine!' Momoko thought to herself, her breasts squashing against Aoi's slender physique, and with all the rubbing between each other thanks to a certain stud hammering Aoi, her erect nipples danced rings against her Liberator partner.
Keiji's stocky arms reached out and huddled his treasure into his arms, ramping himself and railing furiously into Aoi, with the vibrations pooling into her partner below. His weight easily overpowering the two of them, which ended up pushing them harder into a lewder kiss; their legs locking against each other to maximise compatibility.
The thrusting slowed down as Aoi gave up in the kiss, completely spent from the feeling of inflation by the super sperm soldiers, coiling and swimming into her, knocking on her eggs and covering them in unprecedented warmth, which led to Aoi squirting against the avalanche provided to her womb.
Aoi's sweaty body slipped off Momoko's to reveal that the latter's areolas has a distinctive multiple point star like patterning to it. "Huh, interesting," he noted, looking back to feeling a softly-recovered Mirei and Mamori dragging themselves to all but cuddle onto him as they laid on the sand with the beach and sun on their backs.
'Well, as far as other universes go, this isn't half-bad.'
***
A couple hours later, the now re-dressed girls and Keiji had travelled towards a nearby castle. Most likely the bass of the other residents on the island.
"Amazing... There's actually a castle on this island," Mamori muttered.
Keiji mused at the whole scenario he was in, not to mention Aoi and Momoko happily clinging to his side. After they all recovered from the not-quite-fivesome, the questions he had were answered afterwards. Turned out, he was on an island called Mermaid, of all things, and everyone here was a female that, due to the Armed Virus (also referred to as the A-Virus), could become a weapon or the wielder... except for the leader of the island and him, who were males. The government known as Wärter established by the seemingly only male affected by the A-Virus, Akira Hiragi.
'I'm not entirely sure if I should feel baffled or relived that either this world's government or some shady organisation have opted by locking most girls affected by this virus thing into an island rather than turning them all into weapons or worse. I still can't stop thinking that this really does feel like some sort of hentai game the perverted trio would talk about.'
For now, Keiji's objective was to talk things out with the one in charge, the supposed Akira guy, to see if he and the other 2 girls (Mamori having just arrived and being just as lost as he is, and Mirei being shockingly sky despite her looks and earlier attitude but also having just gotten there) could stay until he could figure out how to contact Azazel again.
"You should be careful of some of the members of Wärter, especially the second in command, Charlotte. They may have an issue with you," Aoi said.
"Then again, I think his power is substantial enough that it would let him overcome them no problem," Momoko said, Aoi nodding in agreement.
Keiji sighed. 'Guess there goes my hope of a decent challenge.'
Ready to just kick the door open, to his surprise, they opened up right away. "It hasn't always done that," Momoko mentioned.
Walking in, the surrounding became clear as a multitude gathering greeted the comers of the castle. A large amount were there on the stands of the colosseum-like entrance, awing Mamori, getting Mirei on guard and making Keiji only blankly look at the area.
A group of five approached the group. Seeing them made Aoi and Momoko shake a bit at their superior and her group approaching them.
The one leading the other four is a beautiful woman with hip-length salmon hair, purple eyes, and pink lips. She wears thigh-high stockings with garters, high heeled boots and long, sharp painted nails. Her main attire was an orchid military coat-corset hybrid, with golden epaulettes, a white cravat tie with a ruby, a gold exterior around it. The keyhold neckline was exposed, revealing her ample bosom, which barely escaped showing her nipples. Her gauntlet cuffs were a magenta colour, with a golden outline, that flared back and she had a fingerless black clover cover half of her middle finger. On both sides of her hair were triangular hair ornaments that gave the vibe of a butterfly.
The one to her far left has short grey-turquoise hair with orange eyes and green glasses, diamond-like ornaments on the sides of her hair. Her outfit was a red school-military-like outfit, with a white shirt underneath it. The collars were wide and flipped, revealing the dark crimson interior of it. Two birthday present like ribbons near the top and a golden stream going down, with golden buttons following down. The black choker on her necklace features a spades motif.
The one next to her has white with two thick strands falling to the back and curving outward, with two front ones branching down near the sides of her face. Her right eye was covered in a surgical eyepatch, leaving her left eye to show it was violet underneath. Her black choker necklace has a clubs look.
Closely matching their commander in hair colour is a young lady with green eyes. Her pink hair was styled in large pigtails with a tornado-esque design to it. Some curls of her pink hair were present at the left side. She wore a choker diamond necklace.
The last one has mint green hair in a bob-cut fashion and greyish-blue eyes. Along with the standard uniform the other 3 had, she wore a choker heart necklace.
"When I lost contact with the two of you out of nowhere, I wasn't expecting 2 agents of my group to betray me and join the newcomers without having subdued them first," the commander spoke in a haughty tone before her words slowly trailed off and she froze for an instant as she stared at the figure they were hiding behind.
Her lips trembled, eyes glued, and those in the crowd had murmurs spreading through them as they looked at the anomaly in front of them.
"A MAN?!"
'Why'd it take her so long to realize?' Keiji thought, slipping the two girls off him and boldly approaching the shocked leader. "Yeah, yeah, nothing special. Anyway, my name is Keiji. What's up? Me and my friends, if you can call them that, have just arrived and I want to talk to the one in charge, thanks."
Charlotte's mouth was agape for a moment, but she shook her head and straightened up. "Even if you are a man, you shouldn't think you can come here and give orders!" she warned him, soon equipping her battle gear.
It was large, mechanical and built like a butterfly. A majority of it was silver, while the inside design of the wings followed a faded white-pink and hot pink. Large diamond structures served as awkwardly placed pauldrons; they had four golden diamonds in the four ordinal directions and a concave creation, featuring a golden diamond design filled with a red one. Underneath there were silver mechanical points that resembled a sort of spear-leaf-arrow design. To finish it off were her predominantly silver armoured gauntlets, with golden decorations in a symmetrical fashion. The fingers were elongated and sharp, finishing in a razor edge.
She pointed the clawed contraption towards him and the group. "Kneel while we restrain you!" she stated in the most menacing tone she could muster.
Keiji's face was vacant at her ignorance. 'Is this bitch serious? Maybe it's a trait for most girls on this island to be aggressive?' he thought, looking to see Mamori hiding behind him, Mirei tense, while the other two were shivering.
An exasperated exhale came from Keiji. "Just once... Could people just talk things over first before resorting to violence?!"
Right at that, draconic wings and his Boosted Gear appeared at the same time, leaving everyone in the state of shock. Due to the way things were on Mermaid Island, it was an anomaly; for some, it even felt like a paradox for such a thing to happen.
Their speculation stopped the moment his fully flashed aura broke out again, easily crippling everyone. Arms freezing, eyes trying to escape, and blood circulation skyrocketing as his power flowed through the whole castle and beyond, drowning it, and Keiji walked among them all like a dragon god amongst lower life forms.
Flat on her ass, Charlotte looked up to the one above all of them. A sense of admiration that ran right into lust were the contents of her being at this moment. 'How can someone... someone so powerful exist?' The pupils in her eyes were twitching, shape changing. 'This must be what a strong man feels like... but why has the Governor never made me feel this way?' she questioned herself.
Seeing Keiji stop before her, she instinctively shut her eyes, and expected for the hit to come. Feeling empty air made her look back, only seeing Keiji's hand stretched out for her to get up; she accepted with confusion.
The delinquent sighed, a resigned look on his face. "Look. I'm not the type that wants to hurt people for no reason, so just don't give me a reason to do that, understood?"
Charlotte dumbly nodded with a blush; a first for her, as it was never directed to anyone else but only to her group that served as her lovers. It was clear to her, with the drumming of her heart, the lustful glaze strung all over the girls watching from around the colosseum.
"F-fine," she muttered. "In respect of your strength, I'll hear you out in my private room."
***
The curtains were drawn in the room as the bed shook. The now naked commander was happily screaming for more as a loud smack to her body agreed with the statement, her toes curling at feeling the bulbous head smacking at her womb; an unprecedented feeling that made her release again; she had long lost count.
Her nipples had long poked out of their hiding spot, one breast palmed in Keiji's hand, while the other was being suckled on aggressively. His mouth ravishing her breast, while the tongue rapidly played around nip.
Charlotte's legs were flashing all in the air as Keiji continued to breed her into sexual insanity, her sense of confidence and might shattered beyond matter as the weight of his pole continued to weigh and drain out Charlotte's own self identity, only able to truly feel something with Keiji being with her, even better if it was inside.
"Keiji-sama!" she uncharacteristically cried out (well, for her past self), her breathing pattern following the same as her org*smic moaning. "I've never felt such pleasure! Oh, you're the greatest thing to ever bless this island!"
Outside of the room, Mamori, Mirei, the Adels and their Extars were waiting for the talk to end. The whole lot of them were more turned on now, already getting their freak on and touching each other as the lucky pair inside were not being silent by any means.
Keiji's hips had a mind of their own as they continued to pile the pleasure and pressure into Charlotte, the mating press position accentuating the feeling further, and her silly smiles and moans were more than enough to add that extra bit of spice to get Keiji to start sharing his special seed.
Everything rushed into Charlotte at once, perhaps a bit too fast, though the inexperience of the young lady did contribute to the reason why the cum overload sprayed back against him, though Keiji still kept it in there. Just when he felt it stop, he pulled out and drizzled his giant girths' garnish over Charlotte.
"You... can stay in my room from now on if you want," Charlotte muttered.
Keiji sighed, and he gave her a slap on the ass for good measure, the submissive Charlotte shivering in pleasure. "That's fine by me."
He stopped when the door opened and all the girls rushed into the scene. Half-naked and hearts in their eyes, making Keiji respire and realize that he had a long day ahead of him as they all but rushed into the bed for a turn.
***
In the office of the Governor or Mermaid Island, the one known as Akira Hiragi had their eyes wide in confusion at the situation. "You mean to say another man has showed up on the island and bested Charlotte and the Adel without moving a muscle?" they repeated in disbelief, unable to comprehend the words of the Ritter.
Similar to Charlotte, Akira wore a military based outfit. Theirs is a full white version with a red trim and gold brain; epaulettes featured, too. Their boots clicked as they looked up to the ceiling. 'What does this mean?'
***
A pink orb skewered on a white stick swam in and out of the mouth of one girl. Her light-blueish is tied in a bow with two long pieces of hair flowing out, reaching almost to the ground. A dark cat hair clip is situated in her bangs, while her turquoise eyes glinted as she continued looking at the systems.
She wears a black bluish jacket with a yellow bow wrapped around her collar. To accompany it she wears a short skirt, black-blue boots, a black glove on her right hand and a stocking on her left leg.
Her face frowned as she removed the lollipop once again, silver strings attached to it and her lips. "The Valkyrie Effect has already been activated by someone in Mermaid Island," she noted, then her eye caught a glimpse at something that made her shake her head. "But the systems have also detected 2 unmeasurable and unknown power spikes in the past hours."
The girl strung herself back on the chair, legs wide out and crossed. "What the hell is going on over there?!"
