You're using big data… for this?!
Amber froze for a heartbeat, words caught in her throat, but she recovered swiftly and began tapping at her tablet.
"The results will be ready shortly, Lord Overseer."
"Mm." Otto nodded. "Once the analysis is complete, hire professional travel planners to craft a one-day itinerary for two to that destination."
"Overseer, this…"
By now, how could Amber not understand his intent?
The Overseer intended to take Schicksal's saint… on a personal outing?
What sort of maneuver was this?
"The Schariac holy blood deserves at least one day of respite each year," Otto murmured, eyes fixed on Cecilia's fluid, graceful movements in the training room. "Deduct the funds from Kallen Fantasy."
Amber: ???
Kallen Fantasy?!
That's the game you diverted public funds to develop!
Is the Schariac holy blood… truly that vital to you?
Otto caught the flicker of shock behind Amber's goggles from the corner of his eye. His lips curved faintly upward, yet his gaze remained cold as winter steel.
He had done this deliberately.
"Understood, Lord Overseer."
Though brimming with questions, Amber voiced no protest and turned to leave.
"Build affection gradually. It smooths everything that follows."
Otto leaned against the wall, openly savoring the exquisite spectacle of the beautiful girl in combat.
[According to big data, you spent an entire day with Cecilia at an amusement park. However, the travel planners appear to have misunderstood—the entire venue treated you and Cecilia as a couple, leaving her cheeks flushed scarlet with embarrassment.]
[To spare Cecilia further mortification, you exercised your authority to clear every other couple from the park.]
Truly splendid. The privileges of absolute dominion.
[In the final half hour, the two of you sat together atop the Ferris wheel.]
Otto opened his eyes and met Cecilia's gaze. The girl glistened with a faint sheen of sweat, her lips curving upward as though some invisible weight had finally slipped from her shoulders.
"Cecilia Schariac."
"Mm… ah, yes, Overseer."
She let out a soft, dazed hum before jolting upright, posture snapping to attention.
"From this day forward, every year you may select one day. On that day, in my company, you may do whatever your heart desires."
He tilted his head slightly, surveying the world far below the Ferris wheel with quiet, sovereign poise.
"I, Otto Apocalypse, hereby grant you authority equal to the Overseer's on that day—in a certain sense, in that moment, within the human realm, you shall be omnipotent."
The extravagantly chuuni yet utterly solemn proclamation predictably kindled starry wonder in the girl's eyes.
"Thank you, Lord Overseer!"
"Mm. Oh, and Cecilia—when we're out like this, you may address me as 'Onii-sama'."
"Okay~ Onii-sama!"
[From then on, every year on the day she chose, you accompanied Cecilia to whichever corner of the world she longed to visit.]
[Gradually, she grew far more animated in your presence, her words laced with growing intimacy.]
"Onii-sama… why don't we ever bring Theresa along?"
"Because, well… I had to sternly deny your outing request in front of Theresa. Cough—you know how it goes after that."
"Ohhh, it's about preserving face…"
"Cecilia!"
"Wahhh, Onii-sama, I'm sorry! I won't eat that much more…"
You're right—you are wrong, Otto thought coldly to himself.
This is affection grinding. How could I possibly allow interference?
He gently stroked the pouting girl's forehead. The last lingering scraps of conscience quietly dissolved beneath the warmth of her silken skin.
[Cecilia still reveres you deeply, yet occasionally displays the demeanor of a cherished little daughter.]
[She even surpassed your top score in Kallen Fantasy right before your eyes.]
Then, directly in front of her, you—as game administrator—banned her account.
"Onii-sama!!!"
"Cough, no tantrums. I'm merely tempering your resilience. And the ban lifts only after the proper duration—alright, fine, this year's outing gains an extra day."
[Time flows onward.]
[In 1993, under pressure from the great houses, Siegfried Kaslana and Cecilia Schariac completed their political union.]
[At the wedding, acting in your capacity as Overseer, you issued a decree: Siegfried Kaslana is forbidden from ever engaging Cecilia Schariac in combat. Should the two clash, regardless of cause, the Judgment of Shamash will be confiscated from Siegfried.]
"Regrettably… nearly everything surrounding the wedding itself is red text in this ancient book. I could only adjust a few trivial details."
"But a married woman… isn't so bad either."
[Year 2000. The Second Eruption commences.]
[In the Second Honkai War, the overwhelming might of the Herrscher of the Void, Sirin, compelled Schicksal to deploy its elite. The newly reformed Snowwolf Squad under Theresa Apocalypse, alongside Kaslana house head Siegfried, was mobilized. Even after Siegfried unleashed the greatsword form of the Divine Key Judgment of Shamash, he only grievously wounded Sirin. Schicksal had no choice but to dispatch further reinforcements.]
[Under the combined influence of Fu Hua's Taixuan feathers and Otto's machinations, Otto received an "oracle," yet Sirin—linked with the Will of Honkai—shattered the illusion. Fu Hua burned her memories to sever the bond, inadvertently liberating Walter Yang's consciousness trapped within the Core of Reason. Otto and Fu Hua could no longer fight and fled, with Cheng Lixue sacrificing herself to cover their retreat.]
[Sirin used the lingering feathers to ensnare Siegfried and Cecilia, seizing control of their minds, then immersed herself in her own recreated illusion. After Bella's death, she resumed her vengeance upon the world.]
[With Theresa unleashing the zero-rated Oath of Judah and Siegfried fully awakening his Kaslana stigma, the group finally subdued Sirin. Yet just before her demise, the Herrscher core ran berserk.]
[Facing the runaway core that threatened to blanket half of Asia in Honkai pollution, Cecilia chose self-sacrifice. She expended vast quantities of holy blood to annihilate the ultra-concentrated Honkai energy enveloping Sirin, granting Siegfried clear sight to lock onto her position. With Walter Yang's aid, he wielded Judgment of Shamash: Annihilation to seal the core.]
[At that moment, having returned to Schicksal Headquarters, you deemed Cecilia almost certainly lost and Siegfried's power beyond your control. Thus, you prepared to launch a Honkai fission bomb toward Siberia to bury the truth.]
[Cecilia, depleted of nearly all her blood, used Black Abyss White Flower to heal and sprout protective flora around Siegfried. Within the fission bomb's impending blaze, she prepared to meet her end…]
"Sigh."
In her haze, Cecilia—blood nearly spent, steeling herself to spend her final moments seeking Sirin's core—heard a gentle sigh.
She fought to open her eyes and beheld a golden-haired figure standing beside her amid the snow-swept battlefield.
"Lord Overseer…"
"Mm, I'm here," Otto replied, voice laced with regret. "By Kallen above, what an astonishing twist."
"The dead… how could it be you?"