"Hmm…"
"Oh, right!"
Snap!
Alistair, as if struck by a thought, snapped his fingers.
A screen of light appeared.
"Gasp…"
Megumi Kato, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, Sayuri Sawamura.
The three women couldn't help but inhale sharply. The scene was a hellscape beyond words—wraiths, agony, wails…
Countless torments converged.
Standing there was a woman resembling Megumi by seven or eight parts.
More mature, steadier, yet filled with fear.
Hiromi Kato.
Megumi's sister. In the original story, she was married, but in Alistair's timeline, she wasn't yet.
Notably!
Hiromi was a staunch rationalist.
Yesterday.
When Leone found her, Hiromi signed the kin contract without hesitation.
To her, resistance was futile.
By signing, she had a chance to save her family and sister.
That's why.
Today.
Hiromi wasn't among the women in the room.
"Sister…" Megumi, usually calm, felt her composure waver.
Her low presence had always made her used to being ignored, keeping her emotions steady.
But now!
Seeing her sister at Hell's gates, amidst wails, she knew her choice.
Snap!
Alistair snapped again, and the vision vanished.
At the same time.
"…"
"Hiromi, you're ruthless!" Leone exclaimed. "That's your sister!"
The other women emerged, stunned.
Really?
You're her sister?
Playing your sister like that?
Hiromi smiled naturally: "As a sister, if I don't toy with my little sister, what's her purpose?"
Kurome shielded Akame's ears: "Don't listen, Sister. It's the devil's whisper."
"Heh…"
Kurome's act made everyone laugh.
Leone waved: "Alright, no time to waste. Follow me to set up the barrier. There's plenty of work ahead."
"Okay!"
The group nodded and followed Leone.
In the hotel.
Alistair, legs crossed, arms around Persephone and Utaha: "So, Megumi, Eriri, your choices?"
"Speaking of…" He eyed Eriri, grinning. "As a daughter, you wouldn't want your mother suffering endlessly, right?"
Eriri stayed silent.
But.
Megumi calmly began removing her clothes.
"I'll make the right choice," she said evenly.
With that.
She walked to the room, the sound of a shower starting.
"Wait…"
"Hey?!"
Eriri's mind reeled. What was happening?
Why did it turn out like this?
Huh?!
So fast?
What was this?
As a doujin artist, Eriri's mind conjured unpublishable details.
"I see," Sayuri said calmly. "To live, we offer our bodies?"
Alistair shook his head: "Precisely, that's all you have of value. Beyond that, you're meaningless to me."
"I understand," Sayuri nodded quietly, knowing her role.
She led Eriri to the room.
As mother and daughter.
Sayuri knew her strengths.
"Heh…" Persephone chuckled helplessly. "Dust, you're becoming more like a villain."
"Huh?" Alistair blinked, stunned. "Persephone, aren't I already a villain?"
"…"
His words stunned Utaha and Mine.
Especially Mine.
To her, His Majesty saved her world, gave her opportunities—he was the best!
"You all," Alistair said casually. "Please, I'm the god of darkness. From any angle, I'm the villain. In a light novel, I'd be the final boss destroying the world."
"Alright."
"It's no big deal."
Alistair released the two women, heading to the room.
Persephone looked at the blushing Mine: "Mine-chan, miss this chance, and you'll never get another."
"I…"
"I…"
"Lord Underworld."
"I understand…"
Mine, shyly lowering her head, hurried to the room.
Utaha, rubbing her waist: "This'll be exhausting."
"Heh…" Persephone stood, gazing through one-way glass at the chaotic yet calm world outside.
"Utaha-chan."
"Why do you think you were kept?"
Utaha tilted her head: "Are we really protagonists?"
Persephone nodded: "You, Megumi-chan, Eriri-chan—you're protagonists."
"As kin."
"You have true growth potential."
"The others?"
Persephone shook her head: "Their ceiling is low."
"In truth."
"This applies to others too."
"At first, it's fine, but as Dust conquers more worlds."
"You'll need to think carefully."
She spoke gently: "In His Majesty's heart, gods or kin can do as they please, unless they're Underworld Warriors or Demon Teigu wielders."
"But."
"You know His Majesty's rank is 666."
"In the future."
"If you're not exceptional, can you sit by his side?"
"Lord Underworld."
"I understand."
Utaha nodded earnestly.
Persephone added warmly: "After all, Utaha-chan, you're perfect for an Underworld Warrior. Work hard."
Utaha knew what she had to do.
The next day!
For Alistair, another pleasant day.
Three days.
Everything was settled.
Alistair stretched, sighing: "The speed's getting faster. The barrier's set. Alright, Charon, stay here. Everyone else, let's head back."
He prepared to return.
This time.
The kin contracts signed were the most across three worlds.
Michiru Hyodo, Izumi Hashima, Akane Kosaka, Tokino Himekawa, Ranko Morioka, Eiji Mizuhara, Sonoko Machida, Mayu Aisaka, Hiromi Kato, Sayuri Sawamura.
Ten kin with beauty but no growth potential.
Plus!
Megumi Kato, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, Utaha Kasumigaoka.
These three protagonists signed kin contracts.
In total!
In this world, Alistair gained thirteen kin.
Hmm…
Great!
Alistair gave a thumbs-up.
Especially…
Sayuri and Eriri. He had to admit.
Since tasting that "family meal," he was growing fonder of such dishes.
Ahem…
Maybe not the best!
…
Pure Land of Bliss
As the portal opened—or rather, never closed.
Alistair led the women through.
"Hmm…"
Demeter lounged on the sofa, eyes dreamy: "Back already? Just three days. Not staying longer?"
Alistair, looking at Demeter, sighed: "You were supposed to watch the house, but you're just sleeping?"
"I left a wisp of divine power in Hades' Castle," Demeter replied, shifting to a comfier position. "Nothing can go wrong."
"And…"
"For gods, three days is nothing. We don't act that fast."
"True," Alistair nodded, understanding. He turned: "Alright, everyone, disperse. I'll leave the portal in the living room. If you want to return to your world, go ahead."
"Also."
"Pandora."
"Find them suitable rooms."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Pandora nodded. Lately, with so much work, she felt transformed into a secretary!
Once, Pandora wore flowing gowns.
Now?
Her dark purple hair was pinned up, paired with gold-rimmed glasses, a short-skirt secretary outfit, black stockings, and red heels.
Wow…
Quite eye-catching.
She led the women away.
Suddenly.
The lively room quieted, leaving Alistair, Persephone, Demeter, Utaha, Megumi, and Eriri.
Alistair scanned them, musing: "Utaha, you're perfect for this Demon Star."
A Demon Star appeared, merging into Utaha's body.
Instantly!
Dark purple light bloomed.
Ornate Underworld Armor adorned her.
Heavenly Hero Star, Flame Demon: Utaha Kasumigaoka!
"Also…" Alistair raised a hand, the 108 Demon Stars on his wrist unraveling.
"Persephone, as Lord of the Underworld, these 108 Demon Stars are yours to manage."
"Alright," Persephone smiled, accepting the bracelet and wearing it.
The 108 dark purple Demon Stars.
Now.
Six gleamed beautifully.
Utaha Kasumigaoka, Kanae Kocho, Shinobu Kocho, Kanao Tsuyuri, Mitsuri Kanroji, Aki Kanzaki.
If anyone was a "filler" Underworld Warrior, it was Aki.
But!
Aki joined in the second world, a veteran of True Hell. She earned this.
Alistair would provide her more resources to grow.
"As for Megumi and Eriri…" Alistair mused. "Honestly, both are suited for Underworld Warriors or Demon Teigu wielders. I'm unsure how to assign them."
"Megumi, Eriri."
"Your Majesty!"
"Learn about Underworld Warriors and Demon Teigu wielders, then give me your choice."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Megumi and Eriri nodded obediently.
Though.
Alistair valued all kin equally, without hierarchy.
Still!
Differences would emerge.
Some could become Underworld Warriors or Demon Teigu wielders.
Others were mere decorative flowers.
Over time.
Gaps would form.
It depended on their future choices.
"Next…" Alistair pulled out four anchor nails, opening the Dimension Star Map to fix anchors, bind the world, and drag it.
One after another.
He no longer felt weak—rather, it was effortless.
"Phew…" Alistair exhaled, shaking his head. "As expected, only four anchor nails. Dragging this world will be tough. It'll take two to two and a half months to join the Dark Multiverse."
"Then we'll start the next world's conquest."
He'd anticipated this efficiency.
The thing is.
Anchoring worlds had little to do with his divine power, unless he could traverse multiverses without the Dimension Star Map.
Otherwise.
The core was using anchor nails to bind the world, then dragging it with the map's power.
"Then we take it slow," Persephone said calmly. "We'll face this often. In the future, we might need three months to drag a world, even with the portal cooled down."
"Dust, it's normal."
Utaha, Megumi, and Eriri curiously eyed the Dimension Star Map—His Majesty's divine artifact? His authority?
Alistair shook his head: "The future's uncertain, but I feel the Dimension Star Map will transform once I ignite my divine spark. That'll take time, though."
He sighed.
Igniting a divine spark?
Not so easy!
Look at Nezuko Kamado—months, and she was igniting hers, becoming a true Demon God.
Him?
Keep waiting!
A supreme rank meant every step was grueling. As for fighting above his level?
Pfft…
Alistair shrugged. Child's play.
"Alright!" He clapped. "For now, everyone gets a break. Visit the modern world—it's nice. People need rest, not endless work."
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