Chun tried. She really tried to fit both of your bodies into the shower, but as you warned her previously it was just too small to do anything in. Not to mention that her huge, powerful thighs meant that floorspace came at an extreme premium even when she was alone. She backed away and asked you to go first. As the host you'd normally allow the guest to use it before you, but you know that the shower takes a little time to warm up properly, so you agreed. You return fresh as a daisy and crash onto your bed with a sigh.
You hear the shower run again as Chun takes her turn. She really is an amazing fighter. If even a small amount of that skill and experience can be passed on to you through her training, you might just have a shot at saving the world without having to rely on other people. The girls seem perfectly happy to do it, fulfilling some kind of long held fantasy to live out the story from 'your' franchise. What kind of merchandise do they have of you and Mitsuru? You think Akeno mentioned that Rias had a body pillow. You snort. Who would even want a body pillow of you?
Rias, apparently.
The shower stops. You tilt your head down and see Chun leave the on-suite bathroom wearing nothing except a pair of black, hip-riding panties. She gives you a shy smile and climbs onto the bed, laying down next to you. She's so sexy that you feel like your nose is about to start bleeding. Just being this close to her feels overly intimate.
"This is a change," you note, "I thought you were all business."
She pouts, "I'm allowed to have fun." She reaches out and pulls you into a hug, "So, you've already bedded a few different women?"
"Ah, yeah," you admit sheepishly, "Rias, Lala and Akeno are really pushy."
"Hm. I'd like to be one of them. Would you accept me into your family?"
"O-Of course I would! You're amazing, and really beautiful."
"I can't explain it," she whispers, "We've only known each other for a few hours, but now I don't want to let you go. I want to be with you forever, even if it means leaving my old world behind."
"You don't have to," you assure her, "Seeing you and the others is as easy as snapping my fingers."
"It's silly. We're all head over heels for someone we know from a manga…"
"I'm the real thing," you chuckle, "And I could say the same for you. Finding out that all of these places and people are real – it really puts into perspective how little I know. It's chance that these stories lined up with another world beyond this one. But it's because of that chance that we're here right now."
Chun leans in and runs a hand through your hair, "I remember that Mitsuru has a particular way of choosing her cards… picking women who'll fall for you so easily. I should be upset – but lying here with you is everything I ever wanted or imagined. I love you. I'll never not love you." She punctuates her declaration by pulling you into a deep kiss.
Your restless hands slip down her back and land on her firm cheeks. You knead the soft flesh, eliciting an excited moan from deep in her chest. You finally separate for a moment to catch your breath. Chun winks at you, "I'll love you even when all those other girls are crawling all over you."
"I'm trying to keep it under control, but knowing Mitsuru…"
"Do you want to know how many women you marry in my version of the story?"
"I'm going to regret asking, but sure."
"Two-hundred-fifty-six," she declares, "On average, a new wife was added every six chapters."
"Shit, how long did this manga run for?"
Chun laughs, "A very long time."
"I guess that makes you number four."
Chun blushes, "Is that a proposal?"
"Eh. This isn't the best place to do it."
She smiles and closes her eyes, "I'll be waiting."
As much as you find Chun very titillating in nothing but her underwear, you are totally wiped from a day of training and fighting. The two of you quickly find yourselves drifting off to sleep, still intertwined in each other's arms.
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You kiss Chun goodbye the next morning and send her back home (without actually getting to the fun part. You'll have to make up for lost time later.) Before you could consider going about your usual chores, your phone rumbled. Mitsuru wanted to see you the first chance you had. Mitsuru usually had something important to say when that happened, so you decided to put off doing your weekly shop and head down to the lab first thing.
When you enter she's hard at work on something. You creep up and peer over her shoulder. Her busy hands are tinkering with a small, plastic replica of the Sledgehammer.
"Uh, Mitsuru?"
She puts the mini-hammer down onto the table, "Good morning hero."
"What are you working on?"
"DX toy."
"…A toy?"
"You don't think that this place's rent is free, do you?"
For one thing, Mitsuru's research grants pay the rent, not to mention the significant income she makes from her work being referenced and discussed in academic contexts. Secondly, this garage's rent is cheap, really cheap – this is a dying industrial estate in the middle of nowhere. They'd take literally anyone willing to pay for it.
"Who are you even going to sell this to? Nobody knows what we're doing."
"You'd be wrong on that count. I've already publicized footage from your battles on Twitter, and we've accumulated a rather significant following."
You feel your blood pressure going up already, "And that's going to keep our identities secret?"
Mitsuru rolls her eyes, "I used a VPN. What kind of fool do you take me for?"
You gaze drifts over to some of the other items splayed out on the workbench. These include copyright-infringing replicas of the cards you use, a five-inch action figure of your armour, and a full body poster. "Is this the reason you called me to the lab?" you ask.
"No, of course not! I wanted to tell you that we have enough intra-dimensional contraband to make five new cards."
"Five?" Chun-Li wasn't lying about the rapid accumulation of wives…
"And that's after the upgrades I have planned for the Sledgehammer."
You place the gun down onto the table next to its toyetic counterpart, "What kind of upgrades?"
"I'm going to improve the time dilation mechanism even further, the less discrepancy the better. Improved firepower to punch through heavy armour. I'm also considering adding capacity for another summon, so you can have four girls assisting you at once."
"Sounds good." Your eyes drift to the gym door. Chun asked you to keep up the routine even when she wasn't around. This is the perfect chance for Mitsuru to tinker with it, while you get your workout in for the day. Mitsuru rummages around in her pocket and withdraws a phone, handing it to you.
"One more thing. I realized that summoning the girls when they have their own responsibilities is rude. I bought these second-hand phones and modified them to work cross-dimension, with end to end encryption using a custom OS I coded. They can set themselves to ready at any time so we know who's available. When I'm done working on the Sledgehammer, we can hand the other four to the girls."
"That's considerate of you."
Mitsuru smiles, a rare sight indeed. It doesn't last long, she's back into business mode a moment later, "I want you to think about some new haremettes while you're in there."
You laugh, "Is that what we're calling them now?"
"Remember, we have five more cards. I think we have our bases well covered already, but more of a certain type won't hurt. People to help fight, train you, and improve our technology. I won't say no to any of your choices either way, I know you're reasonable enough to make the right selections."
"Five more girls, I'm spoilt for choice." You grab a towel and head into the gym. Who could you pick? Getting the rest of the occult research club on board is a potentially good move, they're all very strong and work well with Akeno and Rias. Maybe someone who's good with guns? They could teach you how to properly work with the Sledgehammer's offensive functions. It really is true that having no restrictions just makes things harder. Your mind is completely blank at the moment.
You finish another round of press-ups and collapse to the floor in exhaustion. You have to choose at least one new girl, since Mitsuru is being so insistent about it. But the question is, who?