"Since It's being so paranoid, how did you manage to find It?"
[I should give you a heads-up.]
"?"
[Mahito isn't dead.]
[When you captured and purified him, his world secretly rescued him back. You didn't notice.]
"So... you noticed?"
Roy pressed his temples, feeling a dull ache at his forehead as a vein faintly twitched.
It made sense that he wouldn't notice a world pulling tricks right under his nose.
"If you could notice, how did you let him escape? Don't tell me you couldn't stop him—this is your domain, and It's not even on the same level as you!"
[Of course, it was intentional.]
[Thanks to that, I managed to pinpoint Its current coordinates.]
"...I see. That's acceptable."
Roy exhaled and nodded slowly.
Let's sort out the sequence.
The Jujutsu Kaisen world had lost a crucial figure, becoming extremely cautious and hiding Its existence so thoroughly that no one could find It.
Then, the Type-Moon world snatched Mahito from It—likely due to Roy's unintentional influence. Perhaps his past cognition had inadvertently connected the two worlds, allowing the Type-Moon world to locate the Jujutsu Kaisen world and abduct Mahito.
After losing Mahito, regardless of how the Jujutsu Kaisen world reacted, It hid again—this time even deeper, to the point where the Type-Moon world couldn't find It anymore. Sending Roy to explore became impossible.
Until now, when Mahito faced death.
The Jujutsu Kaisen world had no choice but to take an enormous risk to rescue Mahito from Roy's grasp. How It managed this was irrelevant—the act itself carried tremendous danger. Did It not realize the Root might detect this? Of course It did. But the repeated blows had likely left It desperate enough to take the risk.
Naturally, the Root noticed Its little maneuver. By deliberately letting Mahito be rescued, the Root re-established the Jujutsu Kaisen world's coordinates. Now, Roy could finally go explore.
Huh?
Now that he thought about it, wasn't the Jujutsu Kaisen world's home like an unlocked door? Anyone could just waltz in and snatch someone away?
What a pitiful world.
"Since It's this paranoid, could I be in danger?"
Roy accepted the Root's plan but immediately frowned at a new concern.
Would a world this reckless pose a threat to him?
For example, could It just smack him dead the moment he arrived?
[I'll protect you during entry. As I told you before, the method I use to send you is smuggling. The instant you enter the other world, you'll adapt to its rules. Under my protection, the other world won't even recognize you as a foreign entity—you'll have already assimilated by the time It notices. By then, you'll be considered a native.]
Though Roy could adapt to the rules upon arrival, the act of landing itself would be sensed by the omniscient worlds within him.
But with the Root's help in smuggling him over, this problem would be easily resolved.
Even if the other party eventually discovered Roy, they would only think he was a lifeform nurtured by their own world, at most possessing some special abilities.
Moreover, even if they realized Roy wasn't native to their world, there was a 99.99% chance they wouldn't kill him. Instead, they would study the rules governing his existence to further their own evolution. They might even propose a deal with Roy, turning him into their pioneer—essentially replicating the transaction process he had with the Root.
After all, at this stage, Roy's strength was far from enough to threaten an entire world. To a world, he was just a slightly peculiar insect. And if this insect could bring significant benefits, why bother killing him?
"One last question—didn't Mahito take a stroll through your place before going back? Could he have strengthened that world, introducing some of your abilities?"
[You're overthinking it.]
[Mahito doesn't have adaptive abilities. He can't carry my rules back—only curses. That world gains nothing from him.]
[But if that world has already plundered characters from other worlds, then that's a different story.]
"So in other words, it's best not to treat the impressions in my memories as absolute truths."
Roy snorted and chuckled dismissively.
"Good thing I've never relied on those memories as a lifeline anyway. Whatever comes, we'll handle it when it arrives. We'll deal with specifics once we're actually there!"
...
Nighttime. The room was thick with a sultry atmosphere.
"Lord Roy… I really can't take it anymore…"
Miku's gaze shimmered like spring water, her voice breaking between sobs.
Ichika lay on the other side, already exhausted into sleep.
Watching Roy, who remained as energetic as ever, Miku could only weep silently before finally passing out in a dramatic faint.
Before losing consciousness, the only thought that flashed through her mind wasn't about how she'd face Nino and Itsuki tomorrow—but why Lord Roy had been granted such an shameless ability like body modification.
No matter how many nights of revelry, he never suffered from kidney deficiency. Even after a night of labor, he wouldn't wake up sore or tired—just as fresh as ever, like nothing had happened.
But for those who served him at night, it was pure suffering. They collapsed from exhaustion every evening, and even two of them together couldn't keep up.
"Your physiques still aren't up to par…"
Roy looked at the two sisters lying motionless on the bed, the lust in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a sigh of pity.
Though he had already begun basic physical enhancements for the women in the household, it wasn't something that could be rushed. Not only was there the issue of controlling sudden surges in strength, but also the daily limit on how much they could improve. It had taken Roy nearly half a month to fully enhance his own body to its limits.
"Okita, let's go back."
Roy's gaze shifted to Okita on the other side, his eyes narrowing.
She had been brought out earlier to tease Miku's emotions, but now her entire body was bathed in a deep pink hue, trembling faintly—yet her eyes remained closed. Roy hadn't done anything to her; this reaction was entirely her own doing.
He opened an imaginary pocket, had Okita dress herself, and then placed her back inside.
A good night's sleep.
Early the next morning…
Roy changed into a loose set of casual clothes, the all-black ensemble making him look like an assassin lurking in the shadows. Fully prepared, he stepped into the courtyard.
Apart from Rin, all the women of the estate had gathered there, including the newly arrived Nino, Itsuki, Takina, and Chisato. It seemed they had already grasped Roy's unique nature and weren't overly curious.
However, Nino and Itsuki were giving Ichika and Miku some very strange looks.
Especially Nino—her expression was practically cracking.
Ichika and Miku could only avert their eyes guiltily.
Last night, Roy had specifically called for the two of them to attend to him. He just liked having sisters together—what could they do?
"I don't know when I'll be back from this trip, so Touko, I'm counting on you to handle things at home."
Roy spoke solemnly to Touko, who was the most reliable person in the estate.
"Leave it to me."
Touko nodded with her usual calm demeanor.
Then, under the watchful gazes of the women, a dark vortex opened in the courtyard.
Without hesitation, Roy stepped forward, disappearing into it.