Rubbing the hickeys from his face (some damsels were too swooned over the fact that a 'foreign' looking man was the hero- I mean, c'mon man, won't you be tired as well if you ate hamburgers every single day!?), Naysuki climbed the stairs, giddy at the thought of himself finally playing that part he had always dreamt of-
Being a hero in another world
Crash!
Ow!
"Who hit me!? Whoever dares cross the path of the chosen, destined one of the heavens shall see themselves immolated in a fiery pit of-"
"Go on then, in a fiery pit of what...?"
Eeeep!
Standing in front of him was the old codger himself, arms crossed, with eyes raised questioningly, curious at how the young lemming would screw them all up. Standing behind him, with her mouth covered, Vylara giggled gleefully at the blushing 'Hero', amused at the sight of Natsuki squirming in shame at being caught acting all 'holier than thee', but quickly shut her mouth once she felt a burning gaze being directed at her. Quickly turning her head, Vylara gingerly retreated to the side, ashamed to look at old man Knoxis's face after her stupid stunt.
Shaking his head, Knoxis was once again reminded that though Vylara was older than Natsuki, she was still quite a youngling compared to them. Watching her act all shy and coy filled Knoxis's heart with a tiny glimmer of joy, for he knew all about the suffering she had endured during her years growing up, and her showing joy at someone's misery (even though it's fucking wrong) meant that her wounded heart was finally starting to heal.
Thanks kid, for doing something that evenI failed to do...
Taking a final gander at the pissed Natsuki and squealing Vylarea, Knoxis merely turned his head before entering the room once more. "Everyone, come in. We need to rehearse everything before the little runt's summoned by the 'ruler' of the land..."
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"It's been a long time since we've met, right big-tittie sis~"
"Oh SHUT UP! Just cause you were the first one to sleep with big brother Ingan Sseuregi, you had the chance to climb his big, sexy golden thighs and reign in as the second-in-command of our Liberation Army! Why, if I had come in first place, none of you skanks would've even been allowed to step foot, even one inch, in front of brother Ingan! But damn that asshole Mylos..."
Sitting around a large table, 3 distinct shadows could be seen conversing with each other. Though their forms were not visible, each and every one of them appeared to be nation-breaking beauties, their tantalising lips and bodies invoking the primal desires of men.
But all seemed to have been taken
Clicking her tongue, Nanami Nezumiya stood up from the table, her jade-like beauty contorting into annoyance at being interrupted. "Fine, do whatever you want, but shouldn't this be done after the 'newest' hero has been taken care of...?"
A hand covered in gothic frills emerged from the shadows, clasped in a business-like manner. Clicking her tongue, Nanami turned her gaze away from that pointy-eared bitch who knew the most positions, and turned her gaze towards the final member. "Hey loli-baba, who're we gonna send anyway? As you can see, we're missing that bikini-touting-"
"No need to worry, why don't we send in our...
Newest member"
At these ominous words, loud clanking sounds could be heard coming from the door behind them, getting louder and louder each passing second...