*Allen's POV*
Today is my day off...
What?!
Just because I'm a villain doesn't mean I can't have days off, being an evil entity all week is exhausting, you know?
I decided that Saturday and Sunday were my days off!
That doesn't mean I won't stream; in fact, I plan to start in a while. Yesterday, the stream ended quickly after presenting my method of dealing with villains.
Well, it's time to wake up. Technically, I'm awake, but I'm still in bed with my eyes closed, so, you understand.
...
I opened my eyes to see the sunlight streaming through the window, a pretty reliable indication that it was already morning.
It's a day after leaving the country, shocking everyone in DC with my actions. I used the Joker and not another villain because he has gained a great reputation. It's curious, but while the Joker was famous, Batman was practically an urban legend until recently, thanks to his reputation as a psychopathic clown. Seeing him terrified would be good propaganda for me, whether as a terrifying supervillain or as the executioner of Arkham.
As an additional note, I noticed that my demonic powers increased. It's very strange; I haven't made contracts or collected souls, so I can only assume it has something to do with fear. Now that I think about it, the demons from Chainsawan worked with fear.
[Host, you're not a demon... but maybe your powers have changed because in this world, demonic powers work differently.]
It doesn't matter... being stronger isn't bad, even if it's due to fear...
I mean, I know using one villain to validate the danger of another is a very cliché method, but it works. And now that everything's over, I can say it was a success.
[Yes, people in DC are scared of you. Not only are you a villain capable of doing absurd things like turning Arkham into literal hell, but you also have a method of torture that is cruel yet safe.]
The system refers to nightmares. While using them to inflict pain on people would be very effective, there are other ways.
For example, turning a villain into the president only to realize that it wasn't what he expected, and torturing him with endless problems and headaches, making him powerless against the world's number one enemy: politics.
Oh, or something worse, like taking away his powers, making him the husband of Rasputia, Trunchbull, or some other unpleasant woman.
[Perhaps killing them would be a more merciful future for them...]
Shut up... well, that'll have to wait, I don't want to think about work on my day off.
...
I opened my eyes and saw the beautiful face of a woman with golden hair sleeping next to me. It was Gwen.
I smiled, remembering the reason she was here. Last night, Natasha and MJ came to my room with intentions easy to guess, but Gwen was on guard and prevented the scenario everyone could imagine.
I jokingly told her to stay and sleep with me to protect me, and then unexpectedly, she agreed, albeit embarrassed.
Natasha wasn't satisfied, but I sent her a message offering compensation. I did the same with Mary Jane, but she said it was okay; however, I will still compensate her.
As for Diana, she didn't show up, giving space to the other girls since she had monopolized me for several months during the time jumps.
...
I lay with Gwen, but only that, nothing more. She wasn't ready, and I wasn't going to pressure her, so I just held her and we slept like that.
By the way, I called her mother to let her know about this. She told me that George was staying at work, so I shouldn't worry and to use protection.
I don't know how to react to such a woman, but I admit that it's a relief that she's so open about my relationship with her daughter. Although Helen isn't naive, it took years to earn that level of trust from her. At first, she was more suspicious of me than George.
...
I adjusted Gwen's hair covering her face. She slept peacefully without worries. I wish her life could always be like this, no, it's my duty to make sure it is.
She fluttered her eyelids and then opened them, her blue eyes staring at me intently. Without saying a word, she smiled affectionately.
I couldn't resist seeing her so beautiful, so I kissed her, which woke her up. She tried to pull away for a moment, but I didn't let her, and I hugged her. After a while, she started responding to the kiss, and we spent a sweet awakening together.
...
As we pulled away, she looked away and her face turned red.
"That was unfair..." she muttered with a pout.
"If I don't do this, you'll run away."
Gwen puffed one of her cheeks, but she wasn't too upset. "Silly, if I were going to run away, I wouldn't sleep with you..."
True, before, she gave the impression that in this situation, she would jump away embarrassed and run off. But I guess time passes and with it, Gwen grows. Somewhere along the line, she started to accept this level of intimacy.
...
But as expected, she didn't want to bathe together, and she kicked me out of the room.
"Idiot, go have breakfast!" Gwen said, blushing. You know we just slept in the same bed, right?
As I walked through the wide corridors with daring paintings and vases, I must say the system did an incredible job.
I bought a mansion near Arkham and had the system connect it to Shadowcrest, so I only need to snap my fingers, literally, to be in one place or another.
I like the idea of living in Shadowcrest; it's a magical place in every sense of the word. But it's still Zatanna's home; one thing is to bother her by myself, but bringing my girls to her house sounded too brazen, even for me.
So this mansion is for hosting guests. Of course, it's not Shadowcrest with so many magical secrets and mythological creatures, but it's not a normal mansion either.
One of its main features is a barrier that the system created for this mansion. Additionally, now that it has been upgraded, the number of visitors increased from one to five, so Gwen, Natasha, and MJ can walk around DC without worrying.
Many of my viewers have told me I'm being overly cautious. They don't believe any multiversal entity from DC will notice that we're not from this world and come to eliminate us.
In part, they're right, but I prefer to be cautious, especially because it's the lives of my family we're talking about.
[Host, I'm surprised you say without any shame that they're your family.]
Hmm? Of course, I say it; maybe my relationship with Natasha, Diana, Mary Jane, and Gwen is only a couple right now, but I didn't start a relationship thinking of ending it. So eventually, they will be my wives.
[Host, you just included your aunt in that list without any shame...]
Minor details!
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I played with Gwen's hair with my fingers while her beautiful blue eyes were fixed on me all the time. She touched my cheek, her expression a mix of peace and love. I could spend the rest of the day just watching her and holding her.
The sunlight poured in through the window behind her, giving her an aura of light.
"Gwen... have I ever told you that I love you?"
She smiled even more but didn't stop looking at me. "You say it every two days."
"I should say it more often, maybe every hour."
My words may be sugary sweet, but they're sincere.
"Hehe, no, because then it'll start to sound less special," she replied. She fell silent for a moment and closed her eyes. I understood the message: 'Kiss me.'
We kissed again but with more affection. Her sweet and soft lips met mine as she tried to do the same.
Sometimes I wonder if my feelings are real or if I'm just a greedy bastard, but I think it's easy to know. It's if I have the desire to do these cheesy and sweet acts with a girl, far from satisfying a sexual desire, they're simply displays of affection with no other purpose than letting her know that I love her. For now, I can count on my hands how many women I truly care about.
I don't know how much more I'll fall into depravity, but I've accepted that I'm that kind of bastard. Now I can only strive never to hurt any of these women who trusted me and gave me their hearts.
I held Gwen's cheeks, and we looked at each other closely.
...
In the kitchen, my aunt and Mary Jane were cooking.
"Don't even think about it!" Mary Jane turned around, putting her hand on her hip while pointing at me with the other. "I can cook too. I don't like to seem useless."
"I've never thought that."
"Allen, be a good boy and let us cook this time," Natasha scolded me as she gestured for me to leave. Okay, I won't argue. They make it seem like I'm a crazy person obsessed with cooking. It's true that since Beerus' intensive training, my cooking has improved to another level, and lately, I've been picky about preparing something, but it's for pleasure.
I shook my head, approached the two beautiful redheads wearing aprons, and gave each of them a kiss.
"Alright, I'll sit down, just don't burn anything."
My aunt Natasha snorted disdainfully at my words while nodding, but Mary Jane blushed at the sudden display of affection, not because of the kiss itself, but because I did it in front of Natasha.
Of course, my aunt noticed and made a teasing and mocking look while teasing MJ, "What's wrong?~" Natasha said.
"Oh, the pan!"
MJ found an excuse and left the situation, heading towards the pan that showed signs of starting to burn.
Natasha teased, but I gave her a playful smack and leaned towards her ear.
"Don't tease her too much, or I'll tease you."
Far from being intimidated, Natasha looked at me with a mischievous smile and spoke, letting out a sensual sigh.
"That doesn't deter me~" She bit my lip as one of her hands went to my backside without any shame. "Remember who raised this brat..."
I smiled, knowing she wasn't an easy woman to handle, so I leaned in close to her ear and whispered her weakness.
Natasha immediately blushed and withdrew her hand, then looked at me with a mix of resentment and embarrassment.
"Pervert..." she muttered under her breath as she hurried off to help MJ.
...
Gwen arrived after showering and drying her hair.
"I know it sounds bad, but why aren't you cooking today?"
I looked at the kitchen where both redheads were and smiled. "It's a good question..."
Gwen sighed and didn't say anything more. As she sat down, the scent of shampoo and peaches wafted over. Without thinking, I took her towel and helped dry her hair, which was still somewhat damp.
"Hey, what's this, Gwen?"
"The dryer broke down..."
"I told you I could get you a new one, but you insisted on bringing yours!"
"It's a waste of money to spend on those things if I already have them at home, Allen"
"You're right, but..."
"Plus, the inventory is very convenient. It allows me to carry all my things everywhere."
"You take a dryer everywhere?!"
"I don't say anything about the burgers you have in your inventory, Mr Walker!"
"Touché."
...
We had breakfast, and Diana joined us. She had woken up early and was in the yard doing her morning training.
"You should've woken me up."
During the time I was in Themyscira, Diana and I used to train together on the days I was there.
"You want to destroy the garden." Diana put on a blank expression; it was true that things often got out of control, and we ended up erasing a hill or two.
We had breakfast together, and MJ kept staring at me, waiting for my evaluation. I told her over and over that it was delicious, but she didn't believe me.
I decided to play my ace and mentioned that if she clapped, she could change from the mansion to Shadowcrest instantly on her own. She did it, and the view from the patio changed from a normal patio to a magical one. We saw a couple of fairies who received a cake that was too much for them. It was fun to watch them eat.
It was a peaceful Saturday.
"Allen, aren't you going to Arkham?" Natasha asked, confused, looking at the time.
"On my day off? Ivy's in charge, and she has Harleen and Harley helping her. They'll be fine."
For some reason, I felt like Arkham could explode in a big explosion, but that must be my crazy imagination.
Gwen looked at me confused as she leaned on the table. "Hm? I thought your days off were..."
The doorbell rang, interrupting her, and I got up to check.
As I walked towards the entrance, I felt confused. There aren't many people who know about this mansion, so I can guess who it might be.
*End of POV*
Allen headed towards the door unknowingly.
...
As Allen headed carefree towards the door, there was an intruder who had sneaked into the mansion. Due to the system, this should be impossible unless they have Allen's permission. In this case, the permission was one of the pendants that Allen usually gives to his loved ones.
So the intruder could only be Donna Troy, who wanted to surprise her master in bed. Allen had the habit of sleeping late when he had a day off.
"I'm not thinking of taking advantage of my master while he sleeps... I read that some people have heavy sleep, I'm just helping him wake up..."
She justified herself as she sneaked into the yard, climbing the wall to a second-floor window. She definitely wasn't doing anything wrong, or so Donna thought, but her actions said otherwise.
She entered the house and walked silently, then caught the scent of her master as if she were a dog and followed it. It is a mystery how she developed that ability, but it's something she wouldn't be able to do if she didn't know Allen.
Donna slowly opened the door as her nostrils opened, and her face became more perverted.
"Master, are you awake?"
Donna, despite saying she wanted to wake him up, whispered with the opposite intention. The girl approached the bed slowly, where there was a lump under the sheets.
Donna started to breathe heavily, and her imagination flew. She imagined being hugged by a sleepy Allen who mistook her for Diana, then he would drag her to bed and proceed to do a couple of things with her.
"My master is my world, I dare not hurt him, I could only endure it and accept it."
Although her words seemed those of a martyr, she had saliva dripping from her mouth that contradicted her words.
Donna approached, and when she was about to touch the sheet, a hand grabbed her shoulder.
Donna froze and rigidly turned to see Diana's smiling face.
"Hello, Master..."
"Hello."
Diana's greeting was warm and friendly, but to Donna's eyes, it was terrifying.
"Sorry!"
"Why are you apologizing? I'm happy to see you, Donna..."
At that moment, Donna felt true terror.
...
Allen felt someone on the second floor, when he was about to ask the system what it was, he noticed that Diana had gone to see him. So Allen decided to leave it in the hands of the Amazon princess.
Allen opened the door and saw two girls in front of him, he couldn't help but be surprised as they were two DC superheroines he didn't expect to see in Gotham. Starfire and Raven.
"Excuse me, our friend came to see her master but is taking too long," Starfire said cheerfully, but Raven held her shoulder. "What's wrong, Raven?..."
"It seems we've stumbled into a big problem..." Raven said as her magic began to envelop her. "You're Walker...right?"
'Goodbye to my quiet Saturday'
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A/N: What better way to celebrate the 150th chapter than with Raven, Starfire and Donna :3
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