The tense atmosphere, finally cleared by truth and mutual, if chaotic, respect, was immediately replaced by a far more mundane concern: hunger. Akira's stomach loudly betrayed him, its ringtone a shameless interruption.
With a disarming grin, Akira didn't bother apologizing. "How about we have an early dinner?" he suggested.
His rationale was simple: the trial had consumed over fifteen hours, stretching from midnight until well into the evening.
He promptly put the newest prize to use, deploying the Bottomless Bento Box to its fullest. They finally got their fill of perfectly prepared, infinite gourmet food in the opulent, but temporarily commandeered, penthouse.
Mid-meal, the air crackled once more, and the Voice of the World boomed into the room, its presence overriding the sound of silverware and chatter.
The Voice began its evaluation, assessing Akira's highly creative methods for bypassing the system's restrictions. After a thorough review, the Voice confirmed that Akira had not truly cheated—he had merely utilized the available tools to their most logical extreme.
However, the Voice had to maintain balance. It passed a critical restriction on his summoning ability:
[From this moment forth, the summoner may only call forth things, animals, and monsters. The ability to summon a specific individual is stripped from him, as he has already claimed all women viable for summoning through the creation of the dedicated domain. To summon all men as well would violate the fundamental balance of the worlds.]
With the new rule established, the Voice retreated, leaving the trio with their full bellies.
After the Voice of the World retreated, the first item on Akira's agenda was understanding the change he'd undergone.
Akira turned to the Boundary Goddess. "About the omniscience you gave me when you created the domain—what exactly are the abilities I received?"
Yukari, having recovered her composure (and her flirty smirk), answered with an air of absolute authority. She explained that due to her domain as the Goddess of Boundary, the power she granted him was intrinsically linked to that same concept, making it absolute and unrefutable.
"You've been gifted power on the course of boundary itself," she purred.
She then leaned in, her eyes glinting with amusement as she delivered the punchline: "I specially ensured that your eyes now possess the ability to see through everything."
Hearing this, Kurumi's playful smile vanished. Her reflexes, honed by years of manipulating time and avoiding detection, kicked in instantly. The Time Spirit instinctively crossed her arms and used her clone to hastily hide her private parts, but even she now everything are futile, her initial reaction to be the confirmation that Akira could pierce any veil, be it physical or conceptual.
Ignoring Kurumi's frantic, reflexive attempt to shield herself from his new "Boundary Eyes". Akira calmly surveyed the opulent penthouse suite they occupied.
"This won't work," he stated plainly. "My house will be cramped if I try to call out any more people from the domain here."
He reiterated what Yukari had previously told him: the multitude of summoned women and girls existed in a semi-lucid dream state within the boundary-created world. They were effectively paused, living their perfect lives, but would awaken instantly if he spoke their name and pulled them into the real world. This confirmed his need for a proper, non-real-world staging area.
Suddenly, a brilliant, practical solution struck him, combining his newest assets with Yukari's power.
"Yukari," he declared, his voice infused with genuine excitement, "I just had a sudden inspiration. We take that Portable, Self-Sustaining Island I got from the gacha, and we place it directly into the domain."
He then mention the vast, fictional cosmos Yukari had created. "We'll use the island as a base of operations within that world, a core of reality we can manipulate to rapidly improve the domain's conditions—making it a stable, permanent, and habitable secondary 'real world'."
Kurumi's face twisted into an immediate, sharp scowl. Her thoughts were entirely transparent: Of course. A tropical-themed area, established by a pervert like Akira, meant he'd be constantly seeing all the girls in thin clothes or even swimsuits. Her judgment was clear and entirely predictable.
Yukari, however, met Kurumi's disapproval with a magnificent, knowing smile that acknowledged Kurumi's thought process while celebrating Akira's base desire. She saw an opportunity to escalate the fun.
"That's a lovely start, Akira," Yukari purred, embracing the tropical theme. "But why settle for just a basic beach? Let's make it interesting."
Her eyes sparkled with mischievous ambition as she proposed a significant upgrade: a massive waterpark, a fantastical castle, and a plethora of additional water-themed entertainment.
Yukari's proposal was so perfectly over-the-top, so completely suited to a reality-bending goddess and a man building a fantasy harem, that it earned the highest compliment. Even Akira looked at her, not with mere affection, but with a proud, approving grin for her superior grasp of wish fulfillment.